Rocket Man (Continued)

"Shove on indeed, Ryuzaki." Cyril smiled grimly. He walked out of the ship and onto Heaven. "Aah, she's still here!" he sighed, relieved.

Ryuzaki blinked, "She?" He laughed, before realizing, "Oh. The planet." He stepped outside, "Does it rain a lot here?"

"We're on the North continent so not too much, no." Cyril blinked at the strange question. "Why?"

He gestured to all the liquid in the grass. "Those trees are barren. So, leaves should be littering the ground..." he took a handful of stuff juice in his hand and licked it, "Tastes like leaves."

"Son of a...." Cyril shook his head. "How the hell does this even work?!" He leaned down and examined the liquid. There was a deep creak and the earth beneath felt as if it were shifting. "She doesn't like this...."

Ryuzaki frowned, "It'll be all right. We'll find a way to stop this." He blinked, straightening his tie. A statue appeared and engulfed Ryuzaki. He reappeared moments later. "Right. That was fun. Bloody grey goo attacked me. Geez, Laetus." He restraightened his tie, "Right. Where were we?"

Cyril looked at Ryuzaki with an odd expression. "You're taking all this surprisingly well."

Ryuzaki showed Cyril one of his new, perfectly legal tobacco water pipes. "I'm just in too much shock."

Cyril continued looking at him for a long moment. "Well you better pull yourself together soon. We're gonna start your training and you'll need your wits about you." Cyril made his way to a city nearby. Tall white spires rose into the dark sky and it bustled with activity. "First we need to pick up a few things."

Ryuzaki put the bongs--- I mean completely legal tobacco water pipes--- down and followed Cyril, "And you said something about a person, right?"

"Yes. A bio-tuffle landed here quite recently. The first of her kind to visit Heaven. I figured why not officially greet her?" Cyril motioned for him to stay put and went inside a shop. He walked out in a moment wearing gleaming Seraph armor. His old henchman armor was nowhere to be seen.

Ryuzaki checked his watch, blinking at '12:00AM', then looking at the light of day, then realizing he's not on Earth.

Cyril saw Ryuzaki's expression and grinned. "Only just now realizing this isn't Earth?" Cyril began walking along the sidewalks and beckoned for Ryuzaki to follow.

Ryuzaki followed Cyril, looking about.

"We'll give our bio-tuffle some time to settle in before we visit her." Cyril said. "This is Heaven, my home planet." Cyril explained as he strolled along. "Here reside the Seraphim, a race of what you would call angels." As they went along the streets became busier and a few Namekians with wings passed mingling with a group of Rava, one of which had wings.

Ryuzaki looked at the green men, "They seem annoying. And the cat seems really steroetypical of Japense culture. Whatever the hell that means. I want wings," he decided.

"They only have wings because they're seraphim. We have no set physical form and so we use the forms of others. The wings are a sign of power." Cyril explained. "You could get them the hard way and change your race to Seraph and then work for them ooorrr..." Cyril counted out some zenni from a pouch. "You can buy a pair. Both options I'll finance if you wish."

Ryuzaki shook his head. "I was only joking. How would I look walking around with wings? It would be impossible to blend in on Earth. Besides, I need to keep that half of my lifespan." Ryuzaki had a feeling this happened in a past life or something.

Cyril stopped dead on the sidewalk. He looked at Ryuzaki. "Come again?" he asked, confused.

Ryuzaki closed his eyes. "I... see a notebook..." He laughed, "Probably nothing!"

"Probably!" Cyril noted they had just passed a writer's workshop-shop and notebooks lined the store window. They exited the city and eventually found their way to the edge of a silver forest. Cyril turned to Ryuzaki. "Well Ryuzaki, here your training will begin. But I must warn you, it will not be fun nor easy. These few months will be the best and worst of your life. You probably wont see your family or anything familiar for quite awhile. Are you ready to accept that?"

Ryuzaki gulped, unsure all of a sudden, "What about tea?"

"There will be plenty of tea and interesting things when you aren't training." Cyril assured him.

Ryuzaki sighed, "Alright. I'll do it."

Cyril clapped his hands together, "Excellent!" Cyril took a moment to think. He hadn't planned this far. "I don't suppose you have any experience with fighting or anything?"