#mojitoangel

[bierrus]

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@mojitoangel​

He held Mojito firmly as the danger subsided. The attack he had weathered was a final attack... but the angel still sustained so much damage. Beerus felt the man quake in his grasp as he kept him upright.

Listening intently to him attempt to justify his defense of the deity, he shook his head... before pausing.

What was that last line?

They had truly gotten that close, hadn’t they? From different universes, but still so similar. He couldn’t help but laugh a little at the realization. How strange fate was, to bring them together.

“I feel the same. We’re... too similar, aren’t we?”

His gaze turned steely again.

“But you should have just let me take that. I could have. You weren’t supposed to get hurt. It’s not your fight.”

[sauuo]

@mojitoangel​

Times of rest were few and far between in the second universe — not from chaos for once, though. There was simply so much to oversee and keep in working order. For someone as mechanical as Sour, it made sense. It simply felt correct... he did not yearn for outside relationships or even that strong of one with his fellow deities. 

In such a loving world, it seemed to evade him.

But he was not without the people he appreciated the company of, however. He sat, calmly mulling through the pages of a book as Heles enjoyed a bit of rest. It would be some time until he had something to do... until, of course, he felt a familiar presence in the room. 

He spoke, not looking up from the pages of his book.

“Mojito. It’s been too long.”

[grandepriest]

@mojitoangel

He always knew how this tournament would go as soon as it began. Few things surprised him, after all.

Even so, there were many things that went unsaid. The performance of each universe had pleased Grand Zeno — much to his relief. He focused far less on the actual fighting prowess and techniques than the Grand Priest. 

So, naturally, he did not grasp the curious tactics employed by Universe 9. Even during the preliminary matches, neither king would ban the usage. The Grand Priest did not argue against his decision, but he was interested in the angel’s part in these decisions.

And since his universe had been restored, this was the perfect time to ask. He teleported effortlessly to Mojito’s location, catching him doing his job watching over Sidra. For someone dealt such a difficult universe, the angel always tended to it as much as necessary.

Not like he held bias, of course.

“Good afternoon, friends.”

“Mojito, I would like to request your presence alone. We have much to discuss.”

[innocentpower]

@thechildlikeangel @mojitoangel

“Kusu, is that brother of yours stronger or weaker then Vadosu? I kind of want to hit him. I hit her twice, if he’s weaker I can maybe hit him more....” 

[urumisu]

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[nuciferaneophyte]

@mojitoangel replied with:

“You can barely speak.”  He sighed at the drunken angel and tried to ignore that last part. “Conversation was admittedly never my strong point.”

“You can undershtand me, can’t ya?” Makkora said, swirling her cup before realizing it was empty, “We haven’t seen each other in years and you just sit there and stare like I grew a second head over the past million or so years.”

[thebalancedangel]

@marcarxta @mojitoangel @divinetranslator

[Cookie is the white pony(Celestia) 😂 ]

[smolkaioshin]

@mojitoangel

What a terrible day.

He already felt utterly useless as a Kai, but now he knew he was for sure. After the events of the universe tournament, and the tempted assaation of Frieza and Goku were brought to his attention afterwards, he felt he needed to confront Ro on his deplorable actions.

Well, the other Kai felt Shin was not only not worth talking to, but he was such a child that he threatened to destroy him with Sidra!! Sidra didn’t look like he wanted to, but he was getting so annoyed with Ro’s nagging he looked like he would merely to shut him up.

Shin left before that happened.

He shouldn’t have come alone, but Kabito....he wasn’t his bodyguard anymore. He was Elder Kai’s. And Beerus probably wouldn’t want to go anywhere without any food to drive him.

The little Kai was still on the planet of the destroyer god of universe 11, and decided to sit down and mope before having to go home and pretend things were ok.

“....I’m just a joke to everyone...” he was young for a Kai, but he was the most untrained and unskilled lord ever. No one could take him seriously. He had started to train more since the tournament, but he was too far off from Goku’s level. He’d never be strong like him.

“I’ll nevebe strong enough, or respected enough.” He felt terrible for that, but even more that he couldn’t even defend his friends.