Zai Son feeling the morning chill rush past his bare skin the young man flew slowly his eyes taking in the scene of the ground below. This bar the one that the old man talked about all the time had to be somewhere around here or maybe he lied to just get him out of the house. Zai stopped in mid air and began to think would his father really give him the wrong directions just to get out of a sparring match.

Zai decided not because his father was proud warrior all though he knew he could be a little squimish, to bad he himself wasn't like that any fight he could get into he would just for the glory of winning. Moments passed before he saw the dim lit roof of the bar, with one leg pointed at the ground and his arms up for balance he landed gracefully.

With out missing a beat after landing he took a the steps needed to make it to the bar. With a hand on the door he pushed it and simply strolled in only to take a seat at the bar, where he awaited a bartender to serve him.

Zai Son reached out and took the drink that was offered to him with a smug grin he lifted it up to his mouth and took a sip his eyes off elsewhere as he began to swallow. The taste hit his tongue and caused his eyes to bulge he looked at the bartender and then spit the drink all over the counter, "What the hell is this peasant did you try and poison me with this foul piss water", he shouted lifting up his right hand a red blazing ki orb glowing in his palms. "Sir.. its... Sir.. its bourbon like you asked it was on the house any ways I'll get you something different something better just please don't waste me", the bartender begged. Zai backed his hand away the ki orb disappearing, "Damn don't you humans have any pride begging like a child".

Zai Son feeling the morning chill rush past his bare skin the young man flew slowly his eyes taking in the scene of the ground below. This bar the one that the old man talked about all the time had to be somewhere around here or maybe he lied to just get him out of the house. Zai stopped in mid air and began to think would his father really give him the wrong directions just to get out of a sparring match.

Zai decided not because his father was proud warrior all though he knew he could be a little squimish, to bad he himself wasn't like that any fight he could get into he would just for the glory of winning. Moments passed before he saw the dim lit roof of the bar, with one leg pointed at the ground and his arms up for balance he landed gracefully.

With out missing a beat after landing he took a the steps needed to make it to the bar. With a hand on the door he pushed it and simply strolled in only to take a seat at the bar, where he awaited a bartender to serve him.

Zai Son took his drink throwing down five zeni, he then picked up the glass and took it with him to a table where he sat his tail curling around the right back leg of the chair. Zai was impatient, anxious, and just plain itching for a fight any chance to take himself to that next level. As the minutes dragged by he became more annoyed and frustrated no one had offered him a battle yet and just sitting there seemed to get him no where so instead of waiting he began scheming.

Zai Son /msg Patch I'm out I don't think my Saiyan is gonna get much action in the way things seem to be going right now.. See you later pal.

Zai Son This bar the one that the old man talked about all the time had to be somewhere around here or maybe he lied to just get him out of the house. Zai stopped in mid air and began to think would his father really give him the wrong directions just to get out of a sparring match.

Zai decided not because his father was proud warrior all though he knew he could be a little squimish, to bad he himself wasn't like that any fight he could get into he would just for the glory of winning. Moments passed before he saw the dim lit roof of the bar, with one leg pointed at the ground and his arms up for balance he landed gracefully.

With out missing a beat after landing he took a the steps needed to make it to the bar. With a hand on the door he pushed it and simply strolled in only to take a seat at the bar, where he awaited a bartender to serve him.

took his drink throwing down five zeni, he then picked up the glass and took it with him to a table where he sat his tail curling around the right back leg of the chair. Zai was impatient, anxious, and just plain itching for a fight any chance to take himself to that next level. As the minutes dragged by he became more annoyed and frustrated no one had offered him a battle yet and just sitting there seemed to get him no where so instead of waiting he began scheming.

Zai Son lifted his head a power level enormous and multiplied by numerous others. Not wanting to make his presence to well known he pushed his power level down and lowered his head again. If the power source he was sensing was so strong he didn't think it was one he would want to get into a fight with his father already told him that sometimes he should just lay low. Although his grandfather told him different, the families always being at odds annoyed him more then anything.

Zai Son This bar the one that the old man talked about all the time had to be somewhere around here or maybe he lied to just get him out of the house. Zai stopped in mid air and began to think would his father really give him the wrong directions just to get out of a sparring match.

Zai decided not because his father was proud warrior all though he knew he could be a little squimish, to bad he himself wasn't like that any fight he could get into he would just for the glory of winning. Moments passed before he saw the dim lit roof of the bar, with one leg pointed at the ground and his arms up for balance he landed gracefully.

With out missing a beat after landing he took a the steps needed to make it to the bar. With a hand on the door he pushed it and simply strolled in only to take a seat at the bar, where he awaited a bartender to serve him.

took his drink throwing down five zeni, he then picked up the glass and took it with him to a table where he sat his tail curling around the right back leg of the chair. Zai was impatient, anxious, and just plain itching for a fight any chance to take himself to that next level. As the minutes dragged by he became more annoyed and frustrated no one had offered him a battle yet and just sitting there seemed to get him no where so instead of waiting he began scheming.

Zai Son This bar the one that the old man talked about all the time had to be somewhere around here or maybe he lied to just get him out of the house. Zai stopped in mid air and began to think would his father really give him the wrong directions just to get out of a sparring match.

Zai decided not because his father was proud warrior all though he knew he could be a little squimish, to bad he himself wasn't like that any fight he could get into he would just for the glory of winning. Moments passed before he saw the dim lit roof of the bar, with one leg pointed at the ground and his arms up for balance he landed gracefully.

With out missing a beat after landing he took a the steps needed to make it to the bar. With a hand on the door he pushed it and simply strolled in only to take a seat at the bar, where he awaited a bartender to serve him.

took his drink throwing down five zeni, he then picked up the glass and took it with him to a table where he sat his tail curling around the right back leg of the chair. Zai was impatient, anxious, and just plain itching for a fight any chance to take himself to that next level. As the minutes dragged by he became more annoyed and frustrated no one had offered him a battle yet and just sitting there seemed to get him no where so instead of waiting he began scheming.

Zai Son The sun shined brilliantly in his eyes causing him to have to land a couple of miles early the bar was due west but the beams of light blinded him and made flying hard. Walking at a fast pace Zai narrowed the walk easily coming to a stand still at the door to the bar, with a sure hand he reached for the handle and pulled it open walking in fast his tail curling around his waist. So that the door couldn't slam it, that of course would cause him to cry out in pain and weakness was not something to be showed so readily in a bar full of murderers and fighters. With a certain drink in mind he sauntered over to the bar and sat down on a stool awaiting the bartender.

Zai Son The sun shined brilliantly in his eyes causing him to have to land a couple of miles early the bar was due west but the beams of light blinded him and made flying hard. Walking at a fast pace Zai narrowed the walk easily coming to a stand still at the door to the bar, with a sure hand he reached for the handle and pulled it open walking in fast his tail curling around his waist. So that the door couldn't slam it, that of course would cause him to cry out in pain and weakness was not something to be showed so readily in a bar full of murderers and fighters. With a certain drink in mind he sauntered over to the bar and sat down on a stool awaiting the bartender.

Zai Son The sun shined brilliantly in his eyes causing him to have to land a couple of miles early the bar was due west but the beams of light blinded him and made flying hard. Walking at a fast pace Zai narrowed the walk easily coming to a stand still at the door to the bar, with a sure hand he reached for the handle and pulled it open walking in fast his tail curling around his waist. So that the door couldn't slam it, that of course would cause him to cry out in pain and weakness was not something to be showed so readily in a bar full of murderers and fighters. With a certain drink in mind he sauntered over to the bar and sat down on a stool awaiting the bartender.

Zai Son looked up from the bar his eyes scanning the shelves until he found a good selection good old Saki would do it for him today. His left hand wound down his chest and into the top of his belt where he drew out a bag in it he carried nearly a million zeni thanks to his great grandparents, slapping down at least one hundred he grasped the saki bottle firmly. Tilting his head bag he gulped he liquid up his tail unwrapping from his waist and waving about like a cats tail.

Zai Son eyes turned to the left taking in the green hair and the women beside him his internal power scan went hay wire and caused his eyes to open almost to widely. "I'm not lonely I have my pride and in times like these that is all I need to suffice me", he said between gulps and then lowered his bottle to the table with a clank. Zai was confused from this girl alone he sensed many of the fallen Z warriors including his grandfather Goku as well as his bald little bitch Krillin.

Zai Son was about to lift the bottle back up to his lips when she stroked his chin he cocked an eye at her his tail raising up to grasp her wrist which fell before he could grasp it. "Silly little Monkey Boy, My demeanor wouldn't be so funny to you if you knew what power your were fucking with", he said just as arrogantly. His eyes squinting as changing color to a light teal all he would need to do to go super saiyan would be tweak his level a little more. "I know you your the spawn of that insect Cell the only both my grandfather and Uncle put six feet under", he said chuckling.

Zai Son tail squirmed in her grasp, when released it wrapped around his barstool as if it had a mind of its own. "Well Daughter of my enemy I have come for a drink and a drink alone you may join me or you could taste my Kame wave either or I will still sit here and enjy my drink".

Zai Son shook his head and then pulled out his zeni bag which he pulled a couple hundred zeni out of it and tossed it down, "Get the lady what she wants", he said to the barteder. "You can call me Master, or King Zai, or just Zai, King of the Silly Monkey people", he muttered offering her his tail instead of his hand.

Zai Son shook his head again he knew the pride game all to well but there was something this woman did not know of him he was also Goku's grandson and knew humility aswell the pride was only a defense wall for his emotions. "Scotch and Lemon thats a weird drink even for a being such as you", he muttered picking the bottle back up again for another sip. "I don't want to be a King besides it's tough when on one side of the fam you have a powerful prince and on the other side a clown, I am nothing compared to them".

Zai Son "I have no need the earth doesn't need the Z warriors anymore and plus I find it much more difficult trying to pick up women", he said taking another sip. Zai stretched flexing his muscles it may have shown his arrogance but he felt cooped up and would like much to just unleash all he had within him.

Zai Son looked away from her and back at his drink, "Don't look at me like that its not as bad as I put it everynow and then a strong warrior comes along and thinks he's the shit and sometimes if I beat Uncle Trunks to the punch I get to pummel em", he said looking back with a small smile.