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Member is OnlinePost by Pom on Sept 14, 2024 19:28:55 GMT -5
Rhuba would be home soon! At least, that’s what he’d promised.
The time Pom had spent alone was agonizingly long, even if he tried his best to pass the time by getting out and looking around on his own. He met a few people, he got unlucky, he got hurt. And he still ached now, especially as he thought about it. It became increasingly clear that he had to depend on Rhuba, and that was embarrassing. What sort of former security guard couldn’t even defend himself? Never mind that he was caught by surprise, never mind that his attackers had power levels higher than his own; he was helpless. And he started to hate the feeling.
But it didn’t matter. Really, it didn’t.
Rhuba would be back, and Pom would tell him about the fun he’d had, all the people he’d met. He’d show him the stuff he’d scraped up money to buy, even if he didn’t exactly have the most interest in the material things. He’d show off his newly learned phone skills - he recently figured out how to install apps! And maybe he would treat Rhuba to dinner too. Pom’s plans weren’t very concrete, he was simply listing off things to do in his head. He knew he’d forget them in the moment, too, once he saw his face, but.. it would still be good to have in mind.
He’d denied himself the feeling of missing Rhuba, and it was forcing itself out now as he kneeled by the flowers the Saiyan had magically planted for him. Even as the weather cooled down, they showed no signs of even slightly wilting. Pom would water them lightly in the mornings when it didn’t rain, just to make sure they’d stay alive; he didn’t know anything about flowers, much less Earth’s flowers, but he hoped he was doing right by them. They were too pretty to die, and he would just look silly if they died in the almost week Rhuba was gone..
Pom kept his eyes up as he waited intently. Any moment now, the silence of the manor’s grounds would be broken by the sound of a spaceship landing. In his faith, he wouldn’t even pester Rhuba with text messages asking when he’d be there. All he had to do was wait and watch.
The time Pom had spent alone was agonizingly long, even if he tried his best to pass the time by getting out and looking around on his own. He met a few people, he got unlucky, he got hurt. And he still ached now, especially as he thought about it. It became increasingly clear that he had to depend on Rhuba, and that was embarrassing. What sort of former security guard couldn’t even defend himself? Never mind that he was caught by surprise, never mind that his attackers had power levels higher than his own; he was helpless. And he started to hate the feeling.
But it didn’t matter. Really, it didn’t.
Rhuba would be back, and Pom would tell him about the fun he’d had, all the people he’d met. He’d show him the stuff he’d scraped up money to buy, even if he didn’t exactly have the most interest in the material things. He’d show off his newly learned phone skills - he recently figured out how to install apps! And maybe he would treat Rhuba to dinner too. Pom’s plans weren’t very concrete, he was simply listing off things to do in his head. He knew he’d forget them in the moment, too, once he saw his face, but.. it would still be good to have in mind.
He’d denied himself the feeling of missing Rhuba, and it was forcing itself out now as he kneeled by the flowers the Saiyan had magically planted for him. Even as the weather cooled down, they showed no signs of even slightly wilting. Pom would water them lightly in the mornings when it didn’t rain, just to make sure they’d stay alive; he didn’t know anything about flowers, much less Earth’s flowers, but he hoped he was doing right by them. They were too pretty to die, and he would just look silly if they died in the almost week Rhuba was gone..
Pom kept his eyes up as he waited intently. Any moment now, the silence of the manor’s grounds would be broken by the sound of a spaceship landing. In his faith, he wouldn’t even pester Rhuba with text messages asking when he’d be there. All he had to do was wait and watch.
OOC: —
WC: 408 (408 total)
PL: 12,000 (base)
Current Resources: Scouter, Destron Flask (0/1)
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 0/310
Traits: Hardy, Restrained Might (A), Metamorphosis (IA), Survivalist
