Post by Suusao on Aug 6, 2018 8:37:30 GMT -5
Tezla
Over the past fews days the Yukimura home was stricken mute nearly void of life. This morning Tezla prepared a big breakfast for the his friends mother, who mourned the loss of her son for the second time. The twoof them sat and ate making the most of each other's company. After breakfast, Tezla would spend the rest of his morning watching television. He'd mainly tune in to some tech talk series. His reasoning for this was so he could stay up to date with the rapidly changing technology. He also wanted to learn about the other forms of technology he missed out on. For the most part, everything was normal on Namek. Simplistic living was the best way to describe the lifestyle especially for some Saiyans.
Surpisingly enough Suusao's mother was in higher spirits than anticipated since Tezla started staying there. The young man's Father had yet to return from Makaii, The middle aged woman indicated this being the longest he'd ever gone away. The first few months of his sudden disappearance turned her into a mess. Sometimes she would go days without eating. Her sleeping pattern was so out of whack. There was even a point in time when she wouldn't sleep at all. That was until Tezla found an herbal remedy from the Namekians to help with her sleep apnea. It pained Tezla to see someone in such rough shape.
This particular day the Yukimura household received an unexpected visit. A portal made of dark energy surfaced in the middle of their Kitchen. Tezla had never seen such a technique before. Instinctively he jumped to the defensive and shielded Suusaos' mother. Unsheathing the Chokutō blade that hung from his backside pouch. Ready to combat whatever dared emerge from the shadowy substance. "Tezla dear. It is fine. I think I know who it is." Izanami requested Tezla to stand down. For whom they thought would emerge from the portal was the woman''s absent husband. To their surprise (more so hers), the figures to emerge was not who she expected.
"Nagato?!?" Izanamo face flushed in red from confusion. However, Nagato was not the only one visiting. Coming from right behind him was a shorter male. He was a few years younger than Suusao, his height difference told that story. "Little Kyo?" She hadn't seen her nephew since he was a baby. Seeing him now was a surprise especially at a time like this. Nagato rarely ever ventured out of Makaii and Kyo usually would have his face crammed in a book. "It is nice to see you too. Sister-in-Law," Nagato flashed his Izanami a dreamy gaze (at least in her eyes it was). Tezla adverted his eyes however not wishing to speak, while Nagato minded his manners making an effort to speak with his sister-in-law. "Izanami. It is a pleasure to see you after all this time." Nagato was by far the most formal of all his family members.
The only problem was that the half-breeds' mother wouldn't fall for his looks again. This was no visit in order to play catch-up for over the years, no. This must've had something to do with Old Man Yamamoto. "Ahem, I assume you're looking for your brother as well." The one-eyed woman crossed her leg while cradling her right arm in her mechanical one. "I hate to inform you that you've come to the wrong place. Odato isn't here." She removed a cigarette from the carton on the table. Holding the cigarette out to Tezla for a light. Nagato cleared his throat which meant he had some bullshit to spew. "Well, while my brother's extended disappearance sounds like a pressing matter. I am here for young Suusao. Our father wishes to seek an audience with his grandchildren." Nagato informed Izanami in an effort to tone done the hostile environment.
The snow-haired woman took one drag from the cigarette, "You don't say," she said unenthused. Tezla saw it best that he stayed out of family business. He absorbed Suusao's uncle and cousin appearance as they stood in the passageway of the kitchen. He noticed a few things about Nagato's appearance that seemed significant. He wore hairpieces at the back of his head, but it is noted that these hairpieces must have been kenseikan. Kenseikan is what symbolizes a person status as nobility. He possessed long black hair, and slate gray eyes. Which didn't explain much about where Suusao's blue hair came from. That was a different investigation for a different day however. The Elemi shifted focus over to the younger male who Suusao identified as his cousin.
For starters, he was a pipsqueak, with turquoise eyes and short, spiked, hair nearly the same shade as Izanami's. Aside from that he looked like the average teenager. "I don't mean to rain on your parade Nagato, but Suusao's not here either." Izanami said taking a long drag from her cigarette, leaving only the filter left as she tossed the butt into the tray. "Yes I can see that now. Well I guess it's best to take my leave, if it is okay with you Izanami. I would like to leave my son here with you and your servant. Is that okay?' His voice was mellow and was full of bass. Tezla reacted to the title of servant, but was interrupted before he could speak. "Yes I suppose Kyo-san may stay for the time being. I assume he is capable of returning home on his own though correct." Izanami raised an eyebrow to Kyo.
The boy nodded to his Aunt signifying that he was able to return to his residence when need be. His son's gesture was his cue to vacate the premises. The electric man stood awe stricken by their ability to appear and reappear something he'd never witnessed. "So uh. Hi I'm Tezla, I-" Tezla was ignored as Kyo walked passed the outstretched hand. "Aunt Iza why do you allow your servant to speak so freely?" Tezla's eyes sparked like a fuse after being referred to as a servant. "I'm not a goddamn servant!" He shouted power flaring in all directions like a way point.
WC: 1022
TWC: 1022
Base PL: 90,831
Transformed PL: N/A
Health: 227,078
Stamina: 3/3
Tech Used: N/A
