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16 Star Ball || Dende [in person]
[Dende had grown a bit worried about his friend Tom, as they had decided to make plans to see some movies together. Dende feared that perhaps Tom was worried that Dende already had plans, which since he's a total nerd he doesn't.
He walked through the halls to Tom's room and knocks on the door, causing the door to open a crack]
Tom? Um, are you in?
[The fact that the door wasn't closed leaves him a bit nervous, did someone steal something from his room or something? He pushes open the door and steps in]
I'm coming in...
[When he steps in and sees Tom lying on the bed he panics and rushes to his friends side. His eye's widen when he sees the injuries, broken neck and a hole in the stomach from some sort of laser or ki blast, he automatically knew that signature, but he refused to believe it. Shaking the thought of his mentor and friend out of his head he instinctively holds out his hands over Tom to try and heal him in vain. His powers didn't work on the dead.
He stumbled out of the room and into the halls, his hand over his mouth and his eyes welling up. He honestly felt as though he were going to be ill. He's seen worse injuries before, and he's also seen unfair murder before, but that never made it any easier...]
He walked through the halls to Tom's room and knocks on the door, causing the door to open a crack]
Tom? Um, are you in?
[The fact that the door wasn't closed leaves him a bit nervous, did someone steal something from his room or something? He pushes open the door and steps in]
I'm coming in...
[When he steps in and sees Tom lying on the bed he panics and rushes to his friends side. His eye's widen when he sees the injuries, broken neck and a hole in the stomach from some sort of laser or ki blast, he automatically knew that signature, but he refused to believe it. Shaking the thought of his mentor and friend out of his head he instinctively holds out his hands over Tom to try and heal him in vain. His powers didn't work on the dead.
He stumbled out of the room and into the halls, his hand over his mouth and his eyes welling up. He honestly felt as though he were going to be ill. He's seen worse injuries before, and he's also seen unfair murder before, but that never made it any easier...]
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What's happened, hmm..?
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[Dende wimpers a bit hugging her back. For once honestly not caring if Piccolo would throw a fit, he could beat him up all he wanted, but right now he really needed the comforting]
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Stepping into the room to look at the body closer, her heart and stomach seemed to switch places when she saw close up just what had happened. It wasn't the gaping hole through the abdomen that gave it away for her. The broken neck, and the way it was broken..the bruising around the throat, let alone the size of the grip marks..]
..Oh my God..
[She then speaks to Dende, but doesn't take her eyes off of Toms body. She finds she can't]
..This was Piccolo, wasn't it?
[So this was why he'd been acting so strangely? She'd known something was wrong..but she never thought it'd be something like this]
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N-no, it couldn't be! I-I've known Piccolo for decades, he's mentored me and been a good friend! He's not a bad person! H-he wouldn't kill someone for no reason! He j-just wouldn't! He stopped killing needlessly after the reincarnation... He couldn't have done this to Tom....
[Dende covers his face with hands trying to frantically wipe the tears away]
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Looking away from Tom's body, she swallows down the lump in her throat. She couldn't think..not clearly. This was a bombshell she wasn't ready to believe, but she knew she had to]
I know him as well Dende, I don't want to believe this anymore than you do..but I know..I know this was him..I just wish I knew why he did it..
[Glancing back at Tom, before walking out of the room, her legs like lead. She had no idea how to feel. She just wanted to know 'why'..]