Post by Future Gohan on Jun 7, 2011 23:54:02 GMT -6
Gohan's milk route was finally winding down. He was on the last half of it. He had been through the two biggest cities, as well as Penguin Village, and Satan City, where he had an awkward encounter with his father-in-law Hercule apparently. It was becoming more annoying to carry all of this stuff with a singular arm. Perhaps he would have to visit Dr. Brief's and get something that would help him with every day life, although Gohan never planned upon delivering milk to another person in his entire life. He wondered what Master Roshi was concocting in this city, probably some grand riot or another to keep him from delivering milk.
Gohan arrived, picking up the milk that he would soon distribute throughout the entire city. He stared at the crate for a moment, obviously put off by the sight of more work to be done. He sighed heavily, wondering if it would have been simply easier to just wish that all of the milk had been delivered. Surely it couldn't take that long to find all seven dragon balls and he had been doing this for... Gohan didn't want to think about that. Senile Master Roshi was probably doing all kinds of perverted things to Alexi, crazy old coot just sending him out to get alone time with a beautiful woman... Actually the half saiyan could understand that now. He wanted nothing more than to relax at the moment.
Gohan began the long run around the city, banging against the door whenever he came to a house. It was almost a ritual to him now, either allowing the person to pick from the crate or leaving the bottle of milk next to the door before moving on. It seemed like he had been doing this forever, especially since it now consumed his entire day, every day for the past week. The half saiyan could barely think straight with the image of milk sneaking it and taunting him with its... its... desire to be delivered. Gohan shuddered, the thought of his nightmares disturbing him.
The half saiyan tried to stay alert as he moved through the city, keeping his senses out searching for Master Roshi. It wouldn't be unusual for him to pop in unexpectedly and make things difficult for Gohan. He kept his eyes on the path in front of him while he sensed for unusual amounts of ki, although nothing to the extreme like his own. He eventually did begin to sense something... It appeared to be roughly thirty times more powerful than the average human... Gohan shook his head, it was definitely the Turtle Hermit.
The half saiyan was expecting finesse, some subtle distraction followed by something that would be incredibly difficult to over come from he powerful human, yet it only seemed that Roshi was coming towards Gohan. Perhaps he wasn't even coming for the half saiyan... fat chance. The turtle hermit suddenly appeared, throwing a flurry of blows at the young man. "Hey whoa! Don't make me drop the milk!" Gohan shouted, struggling to avoid the attack whilst holding the crate. He ducked his head, jerking from side to side, evasion being the best option here.
The young man continued to dodge attacks while delivering milk, making it take quite a bit longer. People were unsure of whether or not they should grab the bottles while Gohan was moving like that. The hermit was quick though, he had managed to land a few whacks upon the half saiyan which was something that he could handle. He let out a grunt every time the staff hit his ribs, wondering if he would have bruises from Master Roshi tomorrow. The student began to devise a plan to escape from his menacing master.
Gohan spotted the element that he needed to make his escape. He darted forward, leaving Roshi slightly behind as he moved. The half saiyan stopped, opening his hand and firing a blast of ki out from under the crate. It wasn't aimed at the hermit though, instead whipping a young attractive woman's skirts high to where you could nearly see her undergarment. The plan had the expected effect on Master Roshi, a lecherous grin spread upon his face with a drip of blood dropping from his nose. The young man took this time to continue his delivery.
The half saiyan finally delivered the last bottle, throwing the crate into a nearby dumpster. He let out a heavy yawn as he looked at the nearly set sun. Gohan rubbed his eyes, glad that he only had to do this in two more cities for the crazy old man. It wouldn't be much longer and then Master Roshi would begin his training in earnest... or so the half saiyan hoped. He began the trek onwards, wanting to be finished with this milk business. "Only two more cities. Only two..." Gohan growled to himself, feeling the need to grow more powerful.
Gohan arrived, picking up the milk that he would soon distribute throughout the entire city. He stared at the crate for a moment, obviously put off by the sight of more work to be done. He sighed heavily, wondering if it would have been simply easier to just wish that all of the milk had been delivered. Surely it couldn't take that long to find all seven dragon balls and he had been doing this for... Gohan didn't want to think about that. Senile Master Roshi was probably doing all kinds of perverted things to Alexi, crazy old coot just sending him out to get alone time with a beautiful woman... Actually the half saiyan could understand that now. He wanted nothing more than to relax at the moment.
Gohan began the long run around the city, banging against the door whenever he came to a house. It was almost a ritual to him now, either allowing the person to pick from the crate or leaving the bottle of milk next to the door before moving on. It seemed like he had been doing this forever, especially since it now consumed his entire day, every day for the past week. The half saiyan could barely think straight with the image of milk sneaking it and taunting him with its... its... desire to be delivered. Gohan shuddered, the thought of his nightmares disturbing him.
The half saiyan tried to stay alert as he moved through the city, keeping his senses out searching for Master Roshi. It wouldn't be unusual for him to pop in unexpectedly and make things difficult for Gohan. He kept his eyes on the path in front of him while he sensed for unusual amounts of ki, although nothing to the extreme like his own. He eventually did begin to sense something... It appeared to be roughly thirty times more powerful than the average human... Gohan shook his head, it was definitely the Turtle Hermit.
The half saiyan was expecting finesse, some subtle distraction followed by something that would be incredibly difficult to over come from he powerful human, yet it only seemed that Roshi was coming towards Gohan. Perhaps he wasn't even coming for the half saiyan... fat chance. The turtle hermit suddenly appeared, throwing a flurry of blows at the young man. "Hey whoa! Don't make me drop the milk!" Gohan shouted, struggling to avoid the attack whilst holding the crate. He ducked his head, jerking from side to side, evasion being the best option here.
The young man continued to dodge attacks while delivering milk, making it take quite a bit longer. People were unsure of whether or not they should grab the bottles while Gohan was moving like that. The hermit was quick though, he had managed to land a few whacks upon the half saiyan which was something that he could handle. He let out a grunt every time the staff hit his ribs, wondering if he would have bruises from Master Roshi tomorrow. The student began to devise a plan to escape from his menacing master.
Gohan spotted the element that he needed to make his escape. He darted forward, leaving Roshi slightly behind as he moved. The half saiyan stopped, opening his hand and firing a blast of ki out from under the crate. It wasn't aimed at the hermit though, instead whipping a young attractive woman's skirts high to where you could nearly see her undergarment. The plan had the expected effect on Master Roshi, a lecherous grin spread upon his face with a drip of blood dropping from his nose. The young man took this time to continue his delivery.
The half saiyan finally delivered the last bottle, throwing the crate into a nearby dumpster. He let out a heavy yawn as he looked at the nearly set sun. Gohan rubbed his eyes, glad that he only had to do this in two more cities for the crazy old man. It wouldn't be much longer and then Master Roshi would begin his training in earnest... or so the half saiyan hoped. He began the trek onwards, wanting to be finished with this milk business. "Only two more cities. Only two..." Gohan growled to himself, feeling the need to grow more powerful.