Corrsk was at least no fool, even if he was riled up. Pausing, considering and looking between his 'partner' and the other two. Leveling a glare at Zarbon finally and "Don't you dare lose, while playing."
Agreement reached, as the trandoshan stepped back towards the crate and got ready to watch. Zarbon rolled his head side-to-side, and stepped forward until he was towering over Trunks and barely a foot away. "I hope you savor being beaten by the likes of Freiza's elite."
That just made Trunks smirk, cocky as he retorted. "Sure am." Then they both moved. Zarbon attempting some kind of aerial backflip that aimed a kick at Trunk's head. Except Trunks' head wasn't there. Pivoting to the side, and twisting to strike out with a round-house---sending Zarbon flying much like Trunks had from the tank-hits.
And like with the tanks Zarbon emerged, but now his eyes were narrowed, then he smirked. "This may be fun after all."
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Date: 2017-03-01 06:10 am (UTC)Agreement reached, as the trandoshan stepped back towards the crate and got ready to watch. Zarbon rolled his head side-to-side, and stepped forward until he was towering over Trunks and barely a foot away. "I hope you savor being beaten by the likes of Freiza's elite."
That just made Trunks smirk, cocky as he retorted. "Sure am." Then they both moved. Zarbon attempting some kind of aerial backflip that aimed a kick at Trunk's head. Except Trunks' head wasn't there. Pivoting to the side, and twisting to strike out with a round-house---sending Zarbon flying much like Trunks had from the tank-hits.
And like with the tanks Zarbon emerged, but now his eyes were narrowed, then he smirked. "This may be fun after all."