Got to Get You Into My Life

Makoto showed his scale covered arm. "Not exactly by choice. And Cyril you weren't around when it happened the first time so shut up. It's not like I enjoy being in constant pain from the light burning me."

Artik sighed. "So be it." He yawned.

"Go threaten a geneticist or something then." suggested Cyril, with no intent of sarcasm whatsoever. That wasn't either. This isn't sarcastic.

Makoto looked at Cyril. "Stop freeloading and get out of here. Don't you have planets to run?"

Artik gasped, then evened gimself. "Oh. Sorry. I read that as 'ruin'." He blinked, "What?"

Cyril spread his hands and gestured to the land around him. "Yup, I do. This is one of them. Fell free to proceed with the fight now." Cyril looked excited.

Makoto looked at Cyril. "So what your telling me is that your my here to watch our ought just so you an use the knowledge o become more powerful without actually doing anything?"

Artik clicked his Scouter and surfed the web.

Makoto got bored and sent a powerful kick at Artik, fully expecting him to dodge. "No items."
Stamina used: 400,100
Stamina remaining: 64,899

Artik nodded, using IT to dodge. "'Kay." He aimed a kick at Makoto.
IT Used
Stamina Used: 100,000
Remaining: 300,000

Makoto simply put up scales where the attack hit.

Health loss: 100,000
Health left: 1,107,500

Artik yawned. And went back to web surfing, "Oooooh. The Blizzard of the Month looks good," he told Cyril.

Makoto sighed. "So....lets just go get the dragon?"

Artik shrugged. "Not it."

Makoto looked at him. "Too bad. Your it. This has gone on long enough."

Artik sighed. "Be right back," Artik didn't move. He just sorta stood there with an empty gaze.

ShenLong/Ron appeared. "YO. WHUT DA HAPS?"

Makoto waved. "Sup. we got some more wishes."

Artik blinked. "I need Nova Roma returned to the universe." He showed the Dragon the coprdinates. The Dragon nodded.

"AND YOU," he asked Makoto.

Makoto shrugged. "I want Riza to reach his next transformation. Because I like pissing off Ryuga."

Cyril nodded appreciatively. "That's a good reason."

The Dragon yawned. "YEAH. SURE. WHATEVER," he wasn't really listening, "I WAS ZONING OUT. I DUNNO. FUCK IT." He went into the balls and spread them again. And then he went back in the Dragonballs.

Artik left.

Cyril bid Makoto farewell and left.