Mayze made a face when she commented on the lack of a name. Damm, how could he have forgotten to give his name? He felt like a dunce. Must have been too distracted from the short battle with the saibabeasts.
“Oh uh, Mayze,” he said with a nod and grimace from the pain, “Sorry, shoulda said sooner huh. Just totally slipped my mind,” he frowned, “I guess I should get going too. Prolly best to not let this fester.”
It was then that he noticed her odd eyes again. The star-like irises seemed to twinkle, and he found himself curious once again about them. They certainly stood out. He thought to ask her about them, but he figured she typically got a lot of questions regarding them, so he decided to keep his questions to himself. Best to not be annoying.
“Welp,” he ascended to the skies, “Better get going. Nice meeting ya, see ya around sometime. Thanks for the help!”
And he was off, blue aura flaring into place as he made his way to the saiyan capitol. He kept an eye out for any bodies of water. Cool water might help soothe the burning pain. He could do with some relief.
It seemed from here that it was about time to wrap this up. After all, Delia had pretty much taken care of what she had set out to do. Though not completely over her loss that she brought upon herself back in the tournament, she felt fine enough to go about doing other things- like washing her jacket. That was probably pretty important, unless she wanted to let the saiba-blood stain it. When the man gave his name, a slight nod was given in return, grinning as per usual. "Mayze- got it. I'll remember it in case I ever need to hire you for something." Probably.
And just like that he had began to blast off- seemingly in the direction of the capitol. The young woman figured he was probably going to get some medical help, after all- or perhaps he was just going to rest. "Ah-" Delia let out, blinking a few times as he started to fade from view. ".. did I even give him my name?" She rubbed her chin a bit after asking herself that, eventually shrugging her shoulders somewhat. "Ah well- I'm sure I'll run into him again at some point. Maybe."
With that, the young woman proceeded to follow suit- parting from the area as quickly as possible in case any other stupid creatures decided to show up.
Oct 20, 2024 18:31:30 GMT -5
Marimba: Yep. Better than ever too.
Oct 20, 2024 21:26:39 GMT -5
Rhuba: I wish I saw Marimba talk more in the Discord.
Oct 21, 2024 16:21:05 GMT -5
Yakito: Marimbus will perish by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 2:13:57 GMT -5
Chomei: Marimbus will persevere by my hands.
Oct 22, 2024 4:38:31 GMT -5
Rhuba: Why is he preserving your hand?
Oct 22, 2024 15:18:52 GMT -5
Pom: Maybe he likes it?
Oct 22, 2024 17:04:34 GMT -5
Marimba: It'll come in handy some day
Oct 23, 2024 12:26:15 GMT -5
Mister Steel: Chomei's estate is vast, and marriage into the family can only benefit Marimba with access to cattle, pasture land, and much grain to feed his armies.