If my Heart were Pure, would you Taint it?

"Wait, you don't understand! I need you- your luck!" He tried chaining Hazard down again but missed. He gave an angry grunt at himself for failing. He wanted Hazard- not for any negative reason- But he was treating the other like an animal in the process...

"I need you to help me! Please!" His heart was racing from the brawl, scared of losing this battle. He shouldn't have been so rash immediately at the beginning but here we are...

" Luck? Ye'll be LUCKY tae have yer JAW still attached after I SHOVE that hat down yer THROAT! " First the bastard chains him down and NOW he's asking for help? The sheer insanity could NOT be made up even if he tried! Pearly whites bared the full lengths of fangs, spires of bright teal erupted back out against his back as his sights locked onto his opponent.

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But, when she turned around, that idea of separation between them and began to wither away like sand passing by in the wind. If he were facing her, he would be able to see how little she was trying to hide her shock.

He had a tail. Right there in front of her, clearly visible in the light, he had a tail. In her lifetime, she has only known a few creatures with such an appendage. Animals, beastmen, and... saiyans. It was easy to identify which category he belonged to, though she couldn't understand how or why. She thought she knew every surviving saiyan, yet it seems that assumption was proved wrong.

And she knows many people would like to know this.

"Hey!"

She keeps her distance, exercising an abundance of caution as she speaks to him.

The only reason why these paltry little worms were still living among their cities is that HE simply spited his own father THAT much to refuse carrying out the standard procedure in conquest and enslaving a population. At least not YET.

Disembarking from that train of thought, the caution stricken into the body of the other was not unnoticed; bringing a cruel smirk to hook at the corners of the Brute's lips.

" Oh, so you've HEARD of us even in this desolate and pathetic part of the galaxy? I have to wonder how that came to be. " His frame turned to face the vile creature, drinking in the perspiration beading along their temple as their widened eyes took in every sinister fiber of his very presence. Broly did not dare lower himself to the level of wretched vermin who were BELOW him, baring the extent of fangs with a malicious grin as his voice arrogantly bemused.

Phreakwave.