[P] Anyone there? Jun 19, 2018 13:49:39 GMT -6
Post by Nashua on Jun 19, 2018 13:49:39 GMT -6
| ANYONE THERE? |
|NASHUA'S PL: 15,000|
|PL MULTIPLIERS: None|
"For sure," Nashua chipperly replied when Cress requested she bring her all their next bout. Not that she hadn't been trying her best this time, of course. She'd likely have just performed better if she hadn't forgotten her spear back at the base. And after a few additional comments about each other's performances in the bout, Cress agreed to let Nashua give him a ride back to wherever she was headed in her space ship. "I'll probably just head back to the cave we've set up shop in," she remarked, dusting off her armor and beginning to walk over towards the vehicle. "You've been there, right? I don't think I've seen you around in that area." There were a lot of Saiyans walking around the place at any given time, and Cress' face hadn't been seen among them, as far as she could remember.
Then again, a lot of Saiyan men really looked like, with their intense eyebrows and huge foreheads, and incredibly spiky hair. Not to say that, uh, all Saiyans were exactly alike, of course. Nashua wasn't racist against her own people. Every Saiyan was a unique individual with a lot to offer. Obviously. "But, uh, yeah," Nashua said aloud to dispel her own train of thought. "It's like our secret base setup, if you haven't been there, yet. A couple of us got together and established it as our base after the whole crash landing on Earth thing happened." It was safe to talk about this in public, right? Well, she supposed they wren't exactly out in public, seeing as it was the midst of a massive, rocky wasteland with no signs of any sort of civilization for miles around.
"I'll just drop us off there and then I'm gonna like, nap for a few hours or something to recover," she explained, pulling the keys to her ship out of her pocket and giving them a click, the pod's door swinging down open to reveal a nice little staircase to climb inside. The Saiyan walked up the staircase and over to the driver's seat, strapping herself in and flicking a few different switches and whatnot to get the thing into flying shape. "Just as an aside, I'm not the best pilot in the universe yet, so you miiiight wanna buckle yourself into a seat. So you dont fall over and bang your head on the floor." And after that warning, Nashua hit the gas or whatever the ignition for the ship was called, sailing it off into the sky.(Nashua has exited the thread.)
OOC NOTES: Think that's a good place to wrap up my part, good sparring match! Hope to do one again in the future.