Revolutionary: Okra
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Okra's two fingers went to his forehead feeling the hands on him and his eyes closed, though as he did, Spike began to speak. His concentration was thrown as he opened an eye and listened. His mouth frowned, then smiled. It was nice to see a more talkative version of him, or atleast more positively talkative Mr.Bravo. His fingers left his head while he spoke. "Koko-chan. It's fine. This may not be the most normal thing to happen, so it's okay to be freaked out a bit. Or atleast I hope this wasn't normal." He'd tell Kokoro closing his eyes once more focusing on the many energy signatures across the land while his mouth let out a soft sigh. It'd take a bit as a fluxuation in energy popped around. There was a great energy that was sparking up somewhere, though it wasn't familiar. ". . ." He'd pause for a moment before he spoke once more at Spike. "Some damages from Helping the rebels. Sensei couldn't apologize enough." He'd call while opening his eyes and placing his fingers to his forehead once more, finding the fiery energy source near many other above normal bodies. "Any object I'm in direct contact with can be moved. . .As for Super Saiyan. I'll explain more once we arrive. . .At the Dojo." He'd say seeing the image in his mind. "Sorry, for another quick travel." He'd say while it seemed that the three's bodies would fade from the spot they were in, each of them disappearing at once to the Turtle Dojo.
Karurura
The Pixel Guru
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