Spell 25 .: Elphaba :.Unlimited...[In person]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[After her near-fatal encounter with Zarbon, and after a day or two of being room bound, Elphaba had found her way back out into the world. She meant to find Kuja at some point and thank him, and she also had to find a gift for someone called Oz. Weirdly ironic that the Author had paired them together for this particular plot, but hey - she didn't care too much either way.

As she made her way down the street, she did worry a little that she might run into Zarbon again; after being told that Piccolo was no where near as strong as him, she did feel somewhat...vulnerable, if that was the right word.

Pushing her hands into her pockets, she continues on her way, hoping to keep herself to herself]

((It's all good if you want someone to bump into her~ ^ ^))

Comments

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

Hm. I don't suppose you know the password for the Dragon Balls, then?

[Pfft. Apparently this Namekian doesn't know when to quit. It's a cute little trick, growing larger, but quite frankly, it doesn't impress Zarbon. He "disappears" and reappears behind Piccolo, floating.]

What now, indeed.

[He let loose a volley of ki blasts.]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[For a minute she looks a little more hopeful - she doubted Zarbon could do that--

Until he disappears.

She looks around anxiously, but isn't searching for long - the ki blasts are a bit of a giveaway.]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[He lets out a howl in pain as he's quickly brought to his knees, returning to his original size. He's breathing heavily and his back is in rough shape]

...Dragon Balls?

[he chuckles]

If that's what you're after good luck. I killed the eternal dragon 3 years ago.

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[Zarbon lands and approaches, chuckling himself until Piccolo mentions Shenron's demise.]

...what are you talking about?

[The Dragon could be killed?]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo sits himself on the ground and chuckles, clearly he's been defeated for now and is gathering strength for their next bout]

What the hell does it sound like I'm talking about? I. Killed. The. Dragon. Do you want me to spell it out for you?

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

....

[Zarbon roughly grabs the side of Piccolo's head and smashes his face into the ground, seething with anger.]

THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!

[If it is the truth, though...Dende had surely known. Perhaps it isn't the matter of a password at all-- perhaps there isn't a dragon to summon. But if that's the case, why does the Guardian care? What's the point of defending the Dragon Balls if they do nothing?

Zarbon wants answers now. He glances towards Elphaba.]

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo snarls, he was going to make a comeback, but then he picks up on the glance towards his Elphie. In another brash fit of rage he opens his mouth as wide as he can and spits out a ki blast]

Don't you dare think about doing ANYTHING to Elphaba!

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

[Zarbon is nearly hit by the blast, dodging at the last minute. This doesn't help his mood towards Piccolo.]

...

[He's back beside you, Piccolo, once again pushing your face into the ground, only this time he's sure to have your mouth facing into the concrete.]

If you don't want anything to happen to her, tell Dende we need to talk.

[He pushes a bit harder.]

That is, if I decide to let you live long enough to tell him anything!

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[Aand that's enough of a cue for her.

She runs over and grabs his arm, with no real force, but just to get his attention]

Stop it-! I'll go with you, just, leave him alone-!

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo snarls against the ground. He forces himself to speak, even against the friction of the pavement]

O-over... my dead body!

[He grabs Zarbon and tries to force him off to the best of his abilities]

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

...

[Well, Elphaba's complacency certainly makes Zarbon's life easier. Of course, Piccolo's still proving an annoyance. Zarbon tugs back, attempting to free himself from the Namekian's grasp and addresses Elphaba.]

I'm glad we've reached an agreement. Can you fly?

[Yep, short of trying to get out of your grasp, you get no attention, Piccolo.]

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[In any other situation, that question would have seemed somewhat random. She glances down at Piccolo, before looking back up at Zarbon]

No, I can't.

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo lets go of Zarbon and forces himself up. He pushes himself between Elphaba and Zarbon, sending a glare back in Elphie's direction]

What the HELL are you thinking?! I'm not letting him take you so that he can finish what he started at the theater! You're not going with it, UNDERSTAND?

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

"It"?

[Zarbon sounds offended, but keeps going.]

Do you really think you can stop me? After that pathetic display, I'm surprised you can stop anyone.

[1ofyour5aday.livejournal.com]

[Sorry Picco, but you already died on her once - she ain't lettin' it happen again DX.

She steps out from behind him, and a little toward Zarbon]

It's fine...If you two keep this up, you'll get killed, and if I have a way to avoid that happening, then I'll do it.

[Looking at Zarbon]

If I go with you, I'm only going under the assumption that Dende won't get hurt again.

[picklesgonewild.livejournal.com]

[Piccolo just watched as his Elphaba voluntarily walked towards the monster who had brought her mere inches from death just days before. What was worse was the she was doing it to keep HIM safe. He was supposed to be the one strong enough to protect her, but now he's already been bested twice at the manor.]

Elphie... I...

[beautiful-brute.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. How touching.

[Zarbon smirks at Elphy then glances to Piccolo.]

I'm expecting you to see that the Guardian hears of this and answers me. It seems as if he's no longer answering me directly. You let him know I'm very serious about wanting to talk.

[His eyes go back to Elphaba.]

Or else.

[In a swift motion, Zarbon's hoisted Elphaba over his shoulder and taken off into the air, leaving Piccolo behind to decide what he'd like to do.]