'There's hell to pay...'

[beautiful_brute]

Character Names: Zarbon (Beautiful_Brute) and Kuja (featherdrequiem)
When: Backdated to before Zarbon's collaring and immediately following this post.
Location: The Lake
Summary: Kuja and Zarbon do battle! Who will win? Kuja
Ratings: There will be violence, but I assume nothing SUPER graphic? PG? PG-13?
Warnings: Violence and all that goes with it.

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[featherdrequiem]

Kuja as promised made his entrance, his Holy orbs hovering around him as he landed. He was practically zealous after realising that he had full strength back, not to mention a day's worth of tutoring with his Airbending powers.

He spotted Zarbon across the lake and smirked to himself, the fool wouldn't know what had hit him. Just the same as he'd done to Piccolo.
"I'm surprised you had the gaul to rear your head."

[beautiful_brute]

Zarbon's scouter registered Kuja before he'd even called out; or rather, it tried. To be perfectly honest, Zarbon wondered if there wasn't an error or if it was about to explode as the power readings climbed inexplicably. To think that there was a power level that high, here of all places...it was unfathomable. Of course, once he'd heard the voice, he had to concede that maybe--just maybe-- the reading was correct.

But if that was the case, it didn't bode well.

He swallowed hard and turned to look across the lake at his would-be opponent. He didn't know how to take the power reading, but he couldn't say nothing, could he? Was it too late to abstain and make a hasty retreat?

"Is that so?" was all he could think of for the time being.

[featherdrequiem]

Kuja tucked a stray strand of hair behind his ear and just gave him a sickeningly sweet smile.
"Yes, I would have thought you'd have taken my warning to heart." He then shrugs and sighs melodramatically, continuing his approach on foot. "I suppose you shall just have to learn the hard way, shalln't you?"

The build up was all for the dramatic effect that Kuja craved within life. it had to be exciting, give him that rush of knowing he was the best, otherwise what else did he have?
Upon reaching Zarbon, he looked up, not as much as he had to with Piccolo, but it still caused a minor level of discomfort.
"You really are just as disappointing in the flesh."

[beautiful_brute]

Again with the attack on his appearance. That man could say all he wanted-- the teal alien knew he was more attractive than Kuja in this form. Still, it did little for the indignation the comment incited. Zarbon had to bite back the response he wanted to make, reminded by the numbers on the scouter in front of him that Kuja was a force to be reckoned with.

He chose his next actions cautiously, trying to seem as non-nonchalant in his mannerisms as he could. No, he couldn't make it obvious he was capitulating before the fight had even begun, but at the same time, he knew he couldn't be too aggressive. He smiled, coolly.

"The same could be said of you," The tone, however, he kept somewhere in a lighthearted realm, lest it come off as too blatantly insulting. "Do you always make your entries like that?"