Battle of Wits [Auber] Aug 31, 2021 6:41:57 GMT -5
Post by Tarro on Aug 31, 2021 6:41:57 GMT -5
Power Level: 2,000
Current Transformation: N/A
He was instructed to hurry over to HQ, suggesting that today was the day he would face the consequences of his misdoings. He wasn't all too worried about it, since they were in the middle of a war (they needed as many soldiers as they could get) and he did what he had for the sake of his people, costing some of them. He had been ready to put his life on the line as well as their's for the purpose of protecting their secrets and was successful in uncovering the enemy within their lines, so, all together, it wasn't too great a loss.
Tarro was there in a flash. "Someone else would go and enjoy their last day... Maybe I should've," he pondered. His starting point was a wasteland not too far from Radditsu District, since it was there where the majority of the low-class lived. He calculated it would take him, at the very minimum, three hours to get there, but he was been gravely mistaken, having gotten there in less than one. He smirked slyly, knowing the reason behind his sudden increase in speed. Good times were ahead of them, with more of their kin joining the ranks and raising up them.
Upon arriving, his palms began raining bullets. He took a deep breath and exhaled just as deeply. For all he knew, this might be the last time he would get to enjoy this fresh air and warm climate. Speaking of fresh air, it wasn't everywhere that you found air as clean as this. "This is as good as it gets," he confirmed with a chuckle. He had been places, and in none of them was the air as enjoyable. "You get used to it, though."
His last statement set him off towards the place where he would receive the higher-up's judgement. He stood with his head over his shoulders in front of the office's door and clenched his fists. With a powerful "hum!," he pushed it open and stepped inside. The sole office man there searched through his papers anxiously and said, "there it is!" pointing out his finding. "Your new orders are to head to the Borgos Bluffs. There, you have to, uhm... learn how to control the Oozaru... so that doesn't happen again." The office man looked up from his papers and his way, slightly off-put by the fact that he, the one responsible for all that destruction, was here, standing riiiight there, in front of him.
Tarro was relieved, but, at the same time, worried. "I'm not completely outta the clear, am I?" he thought. It's not that he wasn't good with leaving unpunished, but all those people... How would they feel if their murderer didn't pay? "What does it matter what they think? They're dead. They can't think." He left it at that and snapped back to reality. He had been walking through HQ and just then bumped into someone. The man looked him dead in the eyes with a resting, angry-looking frown. "Haa? Why didn't you move outta the way? Idiot." His voice was carried with an uneasy wave of calm that could just snap at any time.