"Listen, shortstop." Katsuo snarled out at @HorusChikan , clearly coining his nickname for the fellow Saiyan. "I dont like this anymore --

-- than you do. I just want to be left to work in peace, but that doesnt fit in with my fathers plans. So, if you're in -- @HorusChikan

-- with my squad that means Im responsible for your life. So /I/have to make sure you dont get killed.That mouth? Its gonna -- @HorusChikan.

-- get you killed. So /shut it/." Katsuo was dead seriousm he wouldnt let anyone die under his watch...not again. @HorusChikan

"Well alrighty then." x.com/BottledPride/s…

"Keep your shit in line and we'll get along famously." Nodded Katsuo, waving for @HorusChikan to follow as he made his way toward --

-- a rather interesting looking hoverbike parked near the wall. "You'll have to borrow one of the shops bikes to keep up." @HorusChikan

Cue the cocking of his brow. "Katsuo Jigoku, and you?" x.com/BottledPride/s…

Chikan.. "So youre Shortstop's sibling. Interesting." x.com/BottledPride/s…

"He's your brother though. Youve got to support him" Katsuo was all about siblings together. x.com/BottledPride/s…

Swinging his leg over the seat of the bike, the young Saiyan scoffed @HorusChikan . "The day you can keep pace with this thing is --

-- day I put a bullet in my brain. Get a bike, @HorusChikan. Its better than flying anyway." With that, his helmet went on and the --

-- bikes onboard computer would connect with his helmet. It was time to go. @HorusChikan

-- honor and duty, the man fell short of both. Maybe it was that inkling of human DNA that ran through Katsuos blood, or perhaps it was the fact that he had spent his childhood at war, but Katsuo was fed up with Saiyan games. Thus, one would currently find him downing --

-- drinks at Afterlife on Omega in the Omega Nebula of Universe 69, Aunt Joikos own Universe and one Katsuo had grown accustomed to. He had come here figuring his father had his own Empire in an entirely different universe to run, so he wouldnt be looking for Katsuo in some --

-- seedy bar on a defunct mining colony. Eyes flicked to and fro, the young hybrid maintaining an awareness of his surroundings as he threw back yet another shot. His plan was to get a few more drinks in, then look for some work, assuming no one would even recognize him.

//Justin, always happy when he sees people use his old joke as canon.

Universe 69 x.com/KivaChikan/sta…

//I see you Caleb.