My Muffin! [Rosemary]

In a culture that took things nearly so seriously as Saiyans, it was a wonder how any restaurant could get by without offering a buffet. Even the reserved and small of their people had an appetite that would make any beast give pause and blush. It wasn't an uncommon sight to see plates piled high around a room, strategically leaning against one another in a labyrinth of precarious danger that became an exercise in and of itself to keep from being buried underneath the leftovers.

Rosemary was no way different from her kind, though she perhaps inhabited the lesser side of the spectrum. Her piles of empty plates didn't reach the highest, though she was hardly one to complain after a good meal.

After any good meal, of course, one needed a proper dessert! The selection was vast, as expected of a Saiyan buffet, but fighting through the crowd was a must for any soldier wishing to sate their appetite with the last bite of satisfying sweetness. Cakes, pies, and confectioneries abound fed her temptation, but the hybrid's eyes fell on a tray at the opposite end of the bar with its last muffin. Her mouth watered as she pushed through the crowd...

But, there was another going after the muffin! Her muffin! Well, that just wouldn't do. That prize was hers, and hers alone!

As the stranger drew closer, the hybrid felt her body leave this world, and her consciousness drift quickly through the crowd and passed outstretching hands and gnashing teeth. Slender fingers were the first to reappear, and quickly brought the succulent pastry up to her smiling lips to lay claim to her prize.

Rosemary has 32,337 PL and her Dark Nimbus.

Ah~ The sweet taste of victory. The first bite of the muffin was everything she'd hoped it would be: moist and succulent, with a strong banana flavor and hints of nuts that added the most satisfactory of crunchy texture. Even as they were still forming from the smoke that had bore her spirit, she closed her eyes to fully enjoy her prize...

Until a voice came from just beside her, that was.

"Hm?" Rosemary hummed almost absentmindedly through the bliss she felt from such a delicacy. Saiyan food was hardly the most delicious in the galaxy, you see, and she had been spoiling herself recently with Hell's fairer treats. This muffin, however, was simply divine. So, with that in mind, she swallowed very noisily and chuckled at the man who had approached her in such a huff.

"Don't be such a Tuffle. You were just too slow." If the crowd gathered around them had been paying attention, then surely some ooh's would've followed such a dastardly and unforgivable insult. Rosemary smirked in all her smug bravado, and her eyes flashed a more intense red briefly as she looked the man over. He was about as strong as her, if not marginally weaker, and didn't seem to have any magical ability that she could see.

Certainly, her ego had taken a few boosts lately, and she wasn't about to give up her dessert to this childish male.

"Better luck next time~" Her voice teased and taunted the stranger as she turned and made her way from the buffet, her tail swinging and laughing without voice at his troubles. She made sure to go to take her second bite in full view of him, just to rub it in a little bit more.

In her quiet celebration of her victory over the man, Rosemary hadn't noticed his schemes coming to fruition behind her back. It escaped her senses entirely that he had raised his finger, and shot a bolt of energy from it and towards their prize. She could only watch in abject horror as the muffin was thrust from her hand, where it burst into flame in the air and finally fell to the ground a charred mess of the beautiful delicacy that it'd once been.

The room grew silent, for just a brief few moments, and the hybrid flexed and twitched her fingers as though her eyes were telling her lies. There was no such luck, however. Her eyes couldn't lie to her. Neither could her nose hide the stench of burnt bread. Her tail twitched in disbelief...

And an overwhelming sense of rage flooded the room on a telepathic wave. It wasn't just any rage, however. It was hers. It grasped and clawed at the minds of everyone in her vicinity, and just as Rosemary turned to face the monster who would do such a thing, her eyes glowed a horrible, violent red.

"You... You..." Her voice echoed and dripped with venom, invading the mind just as well as it struck the ear, and Rosemary struggled to keep her composure and sanity. Was it so much to ask for one little thing, just a satisfying dessert after a large meal? Yes, apparently. Yes, it was. She balled her fists tightly, and glared at the man for a moment until her control snapped...

And Rosemary disappeared, blown away by an imagined wind like a tuft of smoke.

"FUCKING ASSHOLE!" Her voice reappeared before her body, just before her hands reached out from nowhere to grab for the back of the man's head. In all of her anger, she attempted to snap his head violently towards her, right into the path of her coming knee. Though, she wouldn't stop at just once. If he couldn't fight back, she would strike again. And again. Until there was nothing left but liquefied fragments of his skull!

Mayze vs. Rosemary! Test your might!

PL: 32,337
Damage: 0%
KP: 6/6
MP: 1/6 (+1)