Post by Zuqetta on Apr 8, 2021 21:59:09 GMT -5
As Zriracha's ki based light source would begin to illuminate the room, Zuqetta's expression would fall into a soulless gaze. It was less than feeling no emotion to the sight, it would feel more like the emotion was being ripped out of her. Her chest would tighten as her eyes adjusted to see through the red hue upon the chamber, before being snapped back to reality by Zriracha's questions. "Heh, heck no, this ain't my room." Zuqetta stated with a shake, waving off the room and turning away from it, "But... I guess it's where I was born?" She continued, forming her remark more like a question, as thought she herself wasn't entirely sure either.
"You really don't know too much about Saiyan culture do you?" Zuqetta questioned with an eyebrow raised, "How the heck didja ever find a husband here of all places!" She laughed, "That thing's an incubation chamber... my incubation chamber. I dunno when exactly I was put in it, but I guess it was when whatever woman that made me realized I existed..." Zuqetta stated in a straight, shallow tone, "If anything, that thing is more like a mom to me than whoever made me." With a sigh, Zuqetta shook away the thoughts as best as she could before immediately departing from the room.
"Forget that! My room is right at the end of this hall!" Zuqetta cheered excitedly, "C'mon, I can show ya all the stuff I got!" She finished, clearly trying to forcibly push past the thought and memories that plagued her. She would continue quickly down the rest of the hall; eventually reaching the end. Only a single door graced this dead end of a hallway, with all the others having seemingly vanished curiously from what could have been seen as ample placements. Markings upon both sides of the walls would indicate that there had very well been prior existing doorways; but the offset colors of the stone would show the remodeling that took place to seal the rooms. Only Zuqetta's room remained, all on it's own at the very end of the hall; separated from all else.
"You really don't know too much about Saiyan culture do you?" Zuqetta questioned with an eyebrow raised, "How the heck didja ever find a husband here of all places!" She laughed, "That thing's an incubation chamber... my incubation chamber. I dunno when exactly I was put in it, but I guess it was when whatever woman that made me realized I existed..." Zuqetta stated in a straight, shallow tone, "If anything, that thing is more like a mom to me than whoever made me." With a sigh, Zuqetta shook away the thoughts as best as she could before immediately departing from the room.
"Forget that! My room is right at the end of this hall!" Zuqetta cheered excitedly, "C'mon, I can show ya all the stuff I got!" She finished, clearly trying to forcibly push past the thought and memories that plagued her. She would continue quickly down the rest of the hall; eventually reaching the end. Only a single door graced this dead end of a hallway, with all the others having seemingly vanished curiously from what could have been seen as ample placements. Markings upon both sides of the walls would indicate that there had very well been prior existing doorways; but the offset colors of the stone would show the remodeling that took place to seal the rooms. Only Zuqetta's room remained, all on it's own at the very end of the hall; separated from all else.
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