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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 11:18:45 GMT -5
The hospital within Hercule City, one that's frequently packed due to idiotic fighters trying to do something and having it backfire in their faces, sometimes literally. But anyways, if you get hurt or are visiting someone who had been harmed, come here.
Anyways, onto the real section of the post...
Couric yawned as consciousness returned to him, right and left arm str-Nevermind. He found that he couldn't manage to move his left arm, said appendage in a cast. His ribs were wrapped up and once again, he was stuck in a hospital gown. His legs were fine though, surprisingly having taken no damage throughout the ordeal after being regenerated.
"This is gonna make it hard to fight..." He muttered, focused on his left arm.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 11:28:51 GMT -5
Cajabe, unfortunately, ended up being assigned a bed in the same room as Couric... and once he wakes up and realizes he immediately comments... "Oh damnit."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 11:31:23 GMT -5
Couric didn't even bother to try turning his head as he heard Cajabe, raising a brow in confusion.
/So he was put in here too, huh? I hadn't even noticed his energy.../ Couric noted, wishing he had the ability to actually turn his head.
"Sheesh, you really do dislike me, don't you?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 11:38:21 GMT -5
Cajabe just drops his head back down on the pillow, stares at the ceiling, and replies... "That's right. But at least I don't want to kill you anymore..."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 11:44:30 GMT -5
"Well...that's good I suppose." Couric tried to clench his left fist, but only found pain when he actually managed to. He looked up towards the ceiling and grimaced, hating the idea of having to spend so much time in a hospital until he was sure he could fly to Korin's.
"Why do you hate me so much anyways...? Is one loss...no..is one fight ending in a draw really reason enough to hate someone enough to want to kill them?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 12:47:29 GMT -5
Cajabe shrugs in the way a person would when laying on their back, and responds in a tone that makes it seem like he's calmly trying to re-evaluate things... "I didn't know it was a draw... the last thing I remember was you beating me in the stomach and then waking up in a hospital room..." A short pause. "Couric, I value my pride more than most saiyans... there was a crowd of people watching me on that day... winning meant everything."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 12:56:46 GMT -5
"I see..." Couric replied, seeming to understand what Cajabe was saying. He winced as he tried to move his arm again, sitting up as best as he could. He realized that he should probably mention something, but he decided against it for about five seconds before deciding to speak.
"We're really gonna hafta fight again some day...It annoys me that I kinda missed out on a good fight." He chuckled. "And considering how things turned out...you really must've been beating the crap out of me before you ran out of energy."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 12:59:05 GMT -5
He grins... "We definitely should fight again... but I'd rather fight you than your schizo alter ego..." His grin is replaced by worry at the memory.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 13:03:40 GMT -5
"Eh...? My schizo alter ego...?" Couric's brow immediately raised. He realized that must have been what Cajabe was talking about when he spoke of fighting him earlier.
/An alter ego...?/
"How did...an alter ego fight and how did I even transform like you said I did...?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 13:21:45 GMT -5
"Damnit..." Cajabe takes a breath, and then explains... "I hurt a friend of yours..." Well, that's his explanation.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 13:32:18 GMT -5
"Oh..." Couric didn't react as Cajabe might have expected, a bit more confused than actually angry at the other Saiyan. He felt he really should remember this and yet...he just couldn't manage to.
/I don't remember sensing anyone nearby when we were fighting.../
He remained silent for a little bit longer, not quite knowing what to say. Sure, he was a bit ticked off that Cajabe had hurt one of his friends enough to piss him off, but he just couldn't remember it occurring.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 13:52:01 GMT -5
"Yeah... she jumped in to save you... I couldn't even sense her at all, and neither did my scouter tell me anything... so I got angry and beat her until she fell unconscious... I can guess if she was a close friend... if I knew what a close friend was... that that would be pretty painful to watch..." He goes on after finally gaining the courage to elaborate.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 13:58:03 GMT -5
"She...?" Couric blinked in confusion, only to suddenly freeze as he realized who Cajabe must have been referring to. His clenched his right fist, not quite remembering what had happened, but he had a good enough of an idea to guess.
/I got angry because she got hurt.../ He was resisting the urge to glare directly at Cajabe, instead just closing his eyes and sighing for the moment.
"She's at least okay, right...?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:00:22 GMT -5
"Well..." Cajabe pauses to try to remember things properly... "When I finished... she was there one minute, and gone the next time I looked... but she couldn't have gotten up and just walked away... she was unconscious..." Another pause while he thinks, and then... "But I sensed a sudden power in the area not too far from where I left her... someone was focusing their ki... but there was no attack or transformation... I really can't explain it... maybe someone saved her?"
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:07:46 GMT -5
"Maybe..." Couric muttered, wincing a bit as he turned towards the window, looking outside to see what was occurring in the most stable of the five major cities.
"Well...if she's okay...then I suppose everything is fine..." His right fist was still clenched, trying to show some restraint even if just thinking about it got him ticked enough to turn towards Cajabe and punch him in the face.
"..."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:09:02 GMT -5
Cajabe smirks, and counters... "It obviously isn't... haha. You wanna kick my ass again right now, don't ya? I can tell by your voice."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:13:38 GMT -5
"Maybe..." He chuckled, raising his fist up for Cajabe to see.
"And I probably will when I remember everything that happened...or maybe I'll try to forgive you as long as she's okay..." Couric added, his power raising ever so slightly as a bit of anger made its way to influence his mind, though it was quickly suppressed as best as the teen could manage.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:17:41 GMT -5
Cajabe laughs a little more... it's not a mocking laugh... it's sort of as if there's some of unspoken mutual understanding between the two, and Cajabe's just laughing along.
After a while, Cajabe decides to speak up... "Hey, listen... do you want to know why I think I... really... hate you? The real reason...?" This is what happens when you're laying in a hospital bed with your arch nemesis with nothing to do but heal and talk. Cajabe can't believe he's doing this.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:20:16 GMT -5
Couric continued to gaze out the window, otherwise he'd have turned his head towards Cajabe as he spoke. He couldn't really move his head well enough, but it was obvious that he was listening.
"Oh and why do you really hate me?" Couric asked, having some idea as to what the real reason may be, but he decided against actually saying anything. Besides, he wanted to hear Cajabe's answer since he was somewhat curious.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:25:11 GMT -5
"Well... it's more to do with the fact that a saiyan so young has so much power... not exactly because you kicked my ass before an audience... though if that hadn't've happened I guess it wouldn't have bothered me... but still, it's more like the trigger... this is hard to explain." He takes a breath. "When I was a kid, on Vegeta, every fight I entered resulted in an embarrassing defeat on my part... I always picked fights with saiyans far older than myself, but still... the fact is that... now I see you, this saiyan who's barely started puberty, and he's taking on a full grown saiyan such as myself, and now he's even a Super Saiyan."
"..."
"...I'm jealous."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:35:55 GMT -5
Couric didn't chuckle or even smirk while hearing the story, he just listened as best as he could, continuing to stare out the window. He just stared out towards the dojo in the distance.
"To be completely honest...I figured it was something like that..." He replied, unclenching his fist and letting the appendage hang by his side. "But you really surprised me when you showed up...even in normal, you were pretty damn close to me in terms of strength and then you powered up."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:37:09 GMT -5
"Thanks... I may have started out as a low-class, but I can train like hell." That's about all he says.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:39:40 GMT -5
"Low Class...?" Confusion was obvious in the tone of his voice. He hadn't really been on Vegeta all that long when he traveled there, but he'd think he'd have heard something like that when he was there.
"There's a class system there...?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:42:04 GMT -5
Cajabe nods his head, still just laying otherwise motionless... "Yes. Not long after we saiyans are born, our powers are tested... the weakest of saiyans are deemed 'low-class' and the strongest are deemed 'elite-class'. Other saiyans fall in to a 'middle-class' between or something. That's the most I remember of it." Cajabe only remembers Vegeta and its customs from a few years of childhood... the rest was spent safely on Earth.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:44:53 GMT -5
"Oh...I guess I wouldn't know since I don't remember ever being there except for a few days before our match started...All I remember is being here for most of my life." Couric replied.
"Maybe I was born there and got sent here or my parents were sent here and I was born here...I dunno."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:46:48 GMT -5
Cajabe raises an eyebrow, a little confused... "Hold on a second... generally, only low-class saiyans are sent to places like Earth. I hate to admit it, but you're definitely not low-class if you're that powerful at your age."
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:49:14 GMT -5
"Then maybe something happened..." He shrugged, wincing a bit since he had moved his left arm a bit.
"Though...I did find something strange when I went to Vegeta..." Couric muttered, recalling a certain event that had occurred when he had first traveled to the dojo in the cities of Vegeta. It was the only thing that stuck out into his mind about his first trip there.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:52:32 GMT -5
"What happened?" Cajabe turns his head slightly, but otherwise still remains mostly motionless.
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Post by unholylssj on May 29, 2009 14:54:31 GMT -5
"I got attacked by this girl...and...now that I think about it...she seemed familiar...as though I had met her before or something..." Couric explained, leaving out the part about Final Impact coming to him naturally. He didn't really feel like that was something important enough to really mention.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on May 29, 2009 14:57:36 GMT -5
"Familiar? How do you mean? Did she seem to act like she knew you?" He's becoming slightly curious now...
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