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Liari asked her question. She proposed friendship, closeness... as much as she could expect an agreeable answer to, anyway. She looked upon Veylora expectantly, excited, NERVOUS, even, for an answer! The woman gazed back, her look... different than before! She noted how Liari really didn't hold...

"The better question is..." Liari grumbles, frustrated. "...How many vacation days DO you have? Shouldn't you be off chasing some space-thieves or something?" Eschal would counter her question with one of his own, asking HOW she survived! Liari 'tsk'ed' and waved a hand as if brushing aside his...

"Knock people dead with your looks, yes." The words spilled out of her mouth with no resistance or command at all, instinct leading the way in that exchange. Liari blinked, realized what she said, blushed harder... and finally decided silence was probably the BEST course of action less she be a...

On the bright side, her compliment did NOT immediately destroy whatever good-will was being fostered between Liari and Veylora. If anything, the Majin had managed to please the demon, she resting her hand upon her cheek, leaning her face into her palm in a gesture Liari could ONLY describe as...

This lady was NOT making it easy for the Majin to recover her composure. Not ONLY did she take her time turning to face her (giving the Majin all the time in the world to get a full view of the demon before her), but her voice, the way she spoke it and the tone it carried... It tickled something...

...And something did locate her. Liari had found herself at the back of a VERY LONG LINE of people signing up for the tournament. Either some people were cutting (it was hard to tell from back here) or were trying a LITTLE too hard to figure out signing their name on a register because this...

“You can always surrender.” “I would recommend you consider your options carefully.” “Your talent is considerable. Might you be seeking employment?” Character Name: Frozen Alias: Lord, Sir, Master Actual Age: Several hundred years Physical Age: Roughly mid-twenties Height: First...

A loss or a win, Liari had gotten what she had came for that day, a rare event indeed for one as powerful as she. it just goes to show, it seems, that patience DID have it's rewards... and besides, there was no reason to kill them all... not yet. Some of them had grown quite strong since their...

Having tossed Inugami like a ragdoll, the Majin's ears would perk as a familiar, high-pitched voice screamed out from above. "Eh...?" The Majin grumbled... ONLY FOR RUTABA'S KNEE TO CRASH DOWN ON HER FACE! Obviously, he didn't budge her an inch, even her gummy form barely acknowledging his...

Well, it wasn't going ACCORDING TO PLAN... but things were going! Rutaba got hurled like a baseball and Eschal got slapped in the face... ...But the man barely budged... relative to how she intended it to go, anyway. Liari actually had to pause a moment to look down at her hand, kinda surprised...

"HAHAHAH!" Liari laughed, seeing that EVERYONE was getting in on it now! "FINALLY! Found your courage at last, have you?" She slowly turned, gazing upon each fighter that surrounded her, basking in their fighting spirit. "...It only took superior numbers but hey, we're finally here! Maybe I'll...

"Oh, pish-posh." Liari scoffed, rolling her eyes at the young boy. "Don't act like you weren't enjoying every second, kid. What happened to the 'oh, this is the best fight of my life' attitude you were giving me?" No doubt the boy was trying to look cool for his new friends, intuition driving...

...Or at least that's what she THOUGHT would happen. Perhaps Liari hadn't been paying enough attention to her opponents or perhaps she was simply too occupied with that fancy little belt. Either way, the Majin did not react fast enough to to flash-bang going off in her peripheral vision...

Wait, what? Liari furrowed her brow as, in the effort to grab his blaster-thingy, she had somehow taken the man's WHOLE BELT with it... and the REST OF HIM! The damn thing just wouldn't come OFF by itself! He flew in, as haphazard as a piece of plastic in the wind, SLAMMING his forehead into...

Despite her cockiness, after what this Saiyan had put her through, Liari was taking a little bit more attention regarding her surroundings. There was no TELLING how many more shots that man had taken at her that were still incoming. One might smack her from behind the moment things started to...

One second passed. Two. "Huh...?" Liari growled, glancing this way and that. "Does he think I won't do it?" She cocked her head and looked at the woman in her grasp, the little human staring back with the most pitiful, pleading expression over her shoulder. She certainly believed it. Why...

BLAM! The chaos around the Majin would cease in an instant. She would look down and see... a hole roughly the size of a head having been BURNED through her chest, a blue energy sphere with face-like attachments glaring back up at her from the ground where it now rested... and faded. Liari...

And like that, it was over.... The fighting part, anyway. The boy collapsed under his own weight after getting smacked with his own technique, falling on his back with one last declaration of satisfaction. Liari... however... was not at all satisfied. In the blink of an eye, she CRASHED down...

Liari winced as the boy SMASHED down into the ground, skidding a nasty gash into the school-ground's yard. She'd gotten a little too carried away there, she judged, not really intending to mess up such... exquisitely trimmed grass. Oh, well. She supposed that it was his fault for not catching...

The boy adjusted himself quite nicely before he smashed upon the ground, rebounding in the air and rising back up to the Majin's level. He was ruffled, and it was obvious that Liari's blows were taking an INFINITELY LARGER TOLL upon him than his she, but darn it, if this kid wasn't stubborn in...