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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 14:23:52 GMT -5
Cajabe would stuff his face with food and do some other stuff, then he'd head in to his training room... but then lay down on the floor with his arms folded. He has things on his mind.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:26:47 GMT -5
"Just why the hell was he smiling? I killed him... in a fairly brutal way, too... I just don't get it." He lets out a growl, trying to figure it out.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:27:31 GMT -5
Also, whilst laying there, Cajabe's mind kept turning to something... the image of his daughter, Nachi. "Stupid child. I hate children. Especially babies."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:29:07 GMT -5
But... that wasn't entirely true any more. He... didn't hate his daughter. Also, she seemed to have a pretty huge power level for a saiyan child... frighteningly high for a new born. Cajabe could respect his own child for that, couldn't he?
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:36:50 GMT -5
This... is... confusing as hell! Poor Cajabe. He realizes that he does, after all... care about his daughter. Killing Couric couldn't change that.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:37:29 GMT -5
Grumbling, Cajabe begins to focus out in the Universe, deciding that maybe he should get his daughter a gift of some kind?
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:37:59 GMT -5
He gets a lock on some meager changeling ki signals on planet Icer, and, with his index and middle finger on his forehead, he prepares to vanish.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 13, 2009 19:38:37 GMT -5
Cajabe's image begins to dematerialize. He flickers away and vanishes... knowing exactly what he wants to get Nachi, considering how powerful she is.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 19, 2009 15:29:42 GMT -5
Cajabe slams the door shut behind himself, and Chiaotzus his way (hovers) to his rejuvination chamber. Opening it up, he gets inside and closes himself in as quickly as possible.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 19, 2009 15:31:12 GMT -5
With the mask fitted to his face, he sits there, allowing the healing fluids to wash over him. He's hoping they'll fix up his package... he seriously damn well hopes so.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:28:22 GMT -5
After some time, Cajabe feels a lot better down below, and pushes open the hatch to his chamber, removes the mask, and steps out.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:42:34 GMT -5
Cajabe stretches out a little, and grabs his crotch for a second... yep, it's healed. So now, feeling much better, he heads to get some food, and much scoffing ensues.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:51:29 GMT -5
Scoffing over, and some other stuff done, too... Cajabe heads in to his personal training room. He stands in the center, and thinks for a moment.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:52:13 GMT -5
"So... why do I care? Why is it that part of me wants to supress this tattoo without consuming a chunk of my power? Just so... I can have contact with my daughter?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:52:52 GMT -5
"I must have one or two other children out there, too... and I don't give a damn... so why does this one matter? Just because I've actually learned she exists?"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:54:21 GMT -5
"But... I shouldn't care about that either... I could k-... I could..." He grimaces, realizing something actually was forcing him to halt his sentence. "Why is it I can't shed away enough of my care for her to even say I could take her li-..." "GOD DAMNIT!"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 18:58:28 GMT -5
Cajabe growls a little in frustration, and closes his eyes. "Fine then. I have a daughter. Some stupid paternal instinct forbids me from not giving a damn about her at least in the slightest. Plus, she's insanely powerful for an infant, so she could make me a proud father some day, I suppose."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:00:12 GMT -5
Cajabe starts to feel a little better. "Hey, wait. Yeah. That's it. She'll grow to be a powerful warrior... I teach her to be ruthless and seek power whatever the cost... she'll make me proud for sure."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:03:50 GMT -5
"But... first... before I can even hope of molding her in to what I want her to be... I'll have to fix this stupid tattoo." He forces the tattoo to fade, and of course... a segment of his power is consumed from the effort.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:24:07 GMT -5
"I'll need to fix this... I'm draining power by doing this..." He takes in a deep breath, closes his eyes, and focuses deeply on his power.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:25:07 GMT -5
He tries to relax, but without letting slip over the grip he has over his tattoo... "Come on... relax... stop consuming power for something so simple..."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:25:54 GMT -5
"Like Kea said... if it's my power, I should be able to access it without the tattoo. It's my potential that was unlocked. I don't need some dumb tattoo on my forehead to say so."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:26:55 GMT -5
His breathing is slow and steady. Something Cajabe doesn't do very often... calming down... But, he can still feel a pull on his power. "This should be natural, damnit!"
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:27:40 GMT -5
Okay, well, he wasn't really all that calm anymore... Cajabe was growing slightly impatient with the whole process. So he was getting nowhere.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:28:15 GMT -5
Continuing to just stand there, Cajabe breathes a little louder as his impatience grows. Meditation isn't a strong suit for Cajabe at all.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:29:50 GMT -5
Cajabe's eyes open, while a growl escapes his throat. "This isn't working. God damnit. I want to be able to see my own kid. This is my power. I fucking want it... all of it... no tattoo..."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:30:44 GMT -5
An aura begins to grow around Cajabe's body. Within the golden shimmer, a few sparks crackle around his frame. Someone was getting angry.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:31:41 GMT -5
"Stop holding me back! Give me my power back! No tattoo... keep the power... God damn this... I want my damn power!" The sparks were getting more frequent.
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:32:37 GMT -5
Letting out a growl, Cajabe gives up, but his aura shimmers around him due to his uneasy state. "Fuck this... I'll just do what I did for mastering Super Saiyan."
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Post by Majin Cajabe on Jul 21, 2009 19:33:31 GMT -5
Cajabe decided he may as well just try going around as normal until he got used to holding back the tattoo. Eventually he may actually find the strain is gone and his full Majin powers are available to him, even without the tattoo.
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