Dec. 2nd, 2010

In Person

Dec. 2nd, 2010 10:54 am
[identity profile] beautiful-brute.livejournal.com
[Zarbon is standing in the parlor, staring out the window at the snow. As frustrating as it was to wake up without prior memories of the place a prisoner before he could do his duty as Lord Frieza's right-hand man on Namek, it was even more frustrating to know he could be out there, scouting the planet were it not for the weather. Namek was to have been a temperate climate and Zarbon doesn't have much in the way of warm clothing. The leg/arm warmers he wears offer little in protection against the elements and being of reptilian ancestry doesn't do much either.

So for now he's left to sulk and stare out the window, at least until he reaches a point where he's willing to construct appropriate apparel from what he can find, despite the inherent ugliness that will no doubt accompany it.

How Zarbon loathes ugliness.]
[identity profile] holy-pickle.livejournal.com
[Dende stood at the front door of the manor with great curiosity. He had heard of snow before, but he had never gotten the chance to actually see it. It was quite lovely, but a bit intimidating. He didn't know what it would feel like or what it would do, but he knew that it was foolish thing to be afraid of.

Taking a deep breath to gather up his courage he took a step outside... granted he was on the porch and was still safe from the snow, but it was a step in the right direction. He knelt down and gingerly poked at some of the snow on the ground, it's fluffy consistency surprising him. Well at the very least it didn't seem harmful.

Determined to continue on with his little exploration he stands back up and excitedly heads down the porch steps. unbeknown to him the stairs were quite slippery, and his cloth shoes didn't do much in the way of grip. As Murphy's Law states whatever can go wrong, will go wrong, and Dende's foot slipped out from underneath him causing him to fall onto his back on the stairs. He sits up and rubs his back sorely, hoping no one saw that....
]
[identity profile] lovesoutdoors.livejournal.com
Does anyone know what is this stuff outside?

[The blackberry turns around to show the snow that is outside.]

It's very cold and wet.
[identity profile] another-dayjob.livejournal.com
[A small boy woke up alone and scared in the morgue. Freeing himself from that nightmare he's standing freezing and scared in the med lab. He tries to remain calm as he checks each one of the beds. It's a hospital ward, he remembers his mother being in a room like this when Sakura was born. And again too many times afterward. But she was finished with hospitals. His parents told him so after he heard them fighting. He can hear it even now "Nadeshiko, if you're going to get through this, please reconsider-"

"I don't want to go back there. I don't want them do anything else to me, any more needles any more tubes! I'm sick of it!"

"But it's the only way-"

"No, it's not. The doctor said so himself, I should just keep myself comfortable and I never want to see another hospital room again."

"What if-"

"Fujitaka-"

"Nadeshiko, I don't want you to...they might be able to save you."

"They can't and if I'm going to die, let me do it on my terms."

So why was he here? Why was he in a hospital again. That was when he found the strange little phone thing in his pocket. He pressed the call button, hoping to find the doctors who ran this place]


Where's Kinomoto Nadeshiko?

[He's trying to keep himself from crying.]

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