Rocket Man (Continued)

"We'll get around to burning things very soon." Cyril grinned. "Today you're going to learn how to use ki."

Ryuzaki said, "Oh!", and dug ariund in his pockets. He dangled his keys. "Heeereee! Am I going to stab people with them?"

Rosentan was dropped off by Riza and knocked on the door to the silver palace.

"No, no. This." Cyril shot a blast of ki right over Ryuzaki's shoulders. There was a knock. "What... what the hell?" Cyril, baffled went to open to the door. "Ah! Rosentan! I thought you had come back. But... why are you here?"

Rosentan opened his mouth to speak but a blast of lightning shot out. He quickly covered his mouth. After a moment he opened his mouth slightly. Nothing came out so he started to speak. "Well that's one reason."

"That's... that is a good reason." Cyril said, observing Rosentan carefully. "Please come in." Cyril motioned for Rosentan to sit at the long table. He opened a door and called out to Ryuzaki. "Do you know how to meditate Ryuzaki? Of course you do. Meditate and I will join you eventually." ((150 word post on meditating.))

Ro nodded and sat at the table. The second his hands touched the table a sheet of ice shot out and covered the object. Instinctively he jerked his hands back. "Damnit!"

"Ryuga had or has that problem." Cyril commented. "What made him do that again?...Ah yes, dragon DNA!" Cyril cocked his head, "Have you consulted him?"

Rosentan looked at Cyrl. "Why do you think I am here. And I don't think Ryuga has problems with spontaneous combustion, lightning blasts when I speak, Ice whenever I touch things, my body parts melting, and lighting up in the dark."

"He did have problems with ice." Cyril said in his defense. "But something akin to his situation is the first thing that I think of when I see your problems. A Bio-Android is an aspiring geneticists dream, Ro." Cyril leaned back in his chair thoughtfully. "When did you start experiencing all this?"

Ro sighed. "When I came back to life. I don't know what happened. Suddenly I have all these powers that randomly manifest themselves. Like see this. I just point my hand at something and," Ro pointed his fingers at a random thing and nothing happened. After a moment a spiral of fire shot out from his mouth. "See, I don't know when or how it is going to happen. It just does."

"And under what circumstances did you come back to life? I don't recall but didn't Riza have something to do with your death and subsequent resurrection?"

The bio android shrugged. "He killed me, but I have no idea how I came back to life. I woke up floating in the ocean."

"Never a good sign." Cyril commented. "If you like I can run a few tests on you and at least find out what's causing all, if not who."

Rosentan shook his head. "I had that done already. And no offense but I dont really trust your technology. It's a little out of date."

Cyril snorted, "Whatever makes you feel better about yourself then."

Rosentan looked at the Seraph. "Your race can't always be the best at everything Cyril. That would just be stupid. I mean come on. What kind of BS would that be if one race was superior in every way?"

"You act as if I personally control our progress! And besides, what kind of sense would it make if an ancient civilization that's main focus was on culture and science were technologically inferior? Though," Cyril leaned in conspiratorially, "those Tuffles are sure as hell giving us a run for our money in that aspect! Brilliant lot they are!" Cyril got carried away in the topic. "Why, just a few weeks ago I was visiting there and the scientists really couldn't shut up about a new field of quasar study! They were so boastful and honestly they deserved to be. It was an incredible find."

Rosentan blinked. "Oh right! Riza told me about that around two years ago. He was the one who pointed them towards it. I guess you don't have to be from a certain race to be smart." Rosentan waved the topic away. "Forget about that for now." Suddenly he began to glow and out popped Ro. "Actually," the smaller bio-android spoke, "Tan, Sen, and myself are having the same issues."

Cyril rolled his eyes. He wondered what it was with these people and dropping topics of conversation before they take their full course. "Really? I'd be delighted to talk to him about it one day. Between you and me I've been neglecting my studies lately what with all the business lately." Cyril frowned. "Well. This is all very unfortunate, but without any more information I can't help. Do you happen to have the results of these tests you ran?"

Rosentan nodded. "Yep. The results were that I shouldn't exist. My DNA is a deca-helix. Something rant shouldn't be able to happen."

The TARDIS's Console began blaring. Laetus cursed, "Another one? Bloody hell!" He flipped several switches, "How many of those imbeciles have a time machine? I've been running back and forth fixing bloody paradoxes since Nova Roma was restored!" He sighed, "But you don't care. You've always been a cold TARDIS!" Laetus stepped out with a black sack. He returned with it filled. "I really wish you bastards would regard the Time Laws," he shouted at Cyril as threw the wriggling, tied-up human into the palace. He stepped out, whispered something only Cyril could hear and left.

"What?! What the bloody hell! How many unexpected visitors will I be getting today!?" Cyril looked sympathetically at Rosentan. "It seems circumstance delays our conversation." He untied the human.

The human jumped to his feet, looking about, "Another planet!" He laughed, fixing his glasses. "Right. Bio-Android, Seraph! Haha!" This was exciting.

Rosentan sighed. "Great. Just what I wanted to get wrapped up in."