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Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 2, 2018 16:14:50 GMT -6
The bleak hills and torn earth of the Northern Scar were mostly silent. Boreal stood on one of the peaks, eyes closed, and limbs flickering out as he practiced. An oasis of calm, the eye of a storm of attacks. In his head, he pictured those he had fought, or seen fight. Vocado, using the moves of a Saiyan Elite he battled before as an example. A student of the Eps Pur Kahn style. A Majin, attempting to swallow him. Attacks came almost at random, and he blocked or countered, pushed forth or moved back.
Cracking open his eyes, he exhaled once. He was currently exploring the planet, seeking the WTF forces and getting a handle on the situation. He was also looking for the Saiyan Kingdom forces on the planet, but those could wait if absolutely necessary. He wasn't really looking for a fight at the moment, even if he was fairly certain he would win any such encounter with relative ease. Based on Vocado's reactions, he doubted that anyone in the SK forces would be a real challenge on their own. In a group, perhaps....
Rising upwards, he clenched his fists and shot upwards, until he found himself approaching the atmosphere. He continued upwards, and the atmosphere began to burn against his skin, boiling off the sweat and dirt as he rose. He hung there on the edge of space, relaxing for a moment, when he noticed something below. The tell-tale line of a flying ki user. Hmm... how interesting. He squinted, but he was too far up. Well, only one way to do this....
*VWOOOOOM*
He sped downwards like a meteor, breaking through the atmosphere and coming to a screeching halt a few hundred yards in front of the traveling fighter. "Hello there, my name is Lord Boreal. Who might you be?" It seemed to be another woman in Saiyan armor, although this one looked a bit more like a Saiyan. He didn't see a tail, however. Still, best to be on guard. Dealing with a rampaging Oozaru was no fun, and unlike SOME idiots he had encountered, he was fully aware that gender was no barrier to martial skill. Folding his arms behind his back, he frowned. Hold on... she looked familiar, actually.
"Were you the Saiyan Kingdom's diplomatic envoy to Brench a while back?" He remembered her arguing quite well, he had been impressed. Many Saiyans eschewed the diplomatic arts, as evidenced by Vocado, and those that didn't could be... quite brusque. He recalled one envoy that had offered to arm wrestle for mining rights. He had sat there, staring him dead in the eyes, arm unmoving, for an hour and a half before he finally conceded. He had to start playing an audiobook through his scouter to entertain himself.
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Post by Nashua on Oct 2, 2018 20:26:56 GMT -6
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Where in particular Nashua was flying to, she couldn't say. She just needed some air. The feel of the warm, Namekian breeze on her face felt pretty nice, all things considered, and she just couldn't force herself into the main office building of the base for the time being. It felt too cluttered, too claustrophobic. Not that going outside was going to be able to take her mind much off of the demonic snout of the demon she'd battled for the Dragon Balls a short while earlier: nothing was going to be able to take her mind off of that for a while, she assumed. But flying did help. It wasn't often she'd found herself flying outside of her ship before, as she'd always felt pressured to keep both it and its Blutz Generator close by, just in case she needed some strength to save either herself or someone else.
She didn't need her Blutz Generator now, though.
The sore spot that remained on her tailbone still hurt when even the slightest pressure was placed upon it, and it just all around felt strange to not have the familiar brushing of fur against her upper thighs and back. At least she still had her life, though. And her scouter. ...Speaking of which, the device began beeping as it registered a nearby energy signature that was remarkably high. At first, Nashua assumed it might've been Ramen flying up to check on her, but this number then went higher. Too high to be Ramen at base, too low to be her in any sort of transformed state, and nobody else she knew quite fit the bill. This was somebody new. The Saiyan's head turned to the side and a frown crossed her features, and a rush of both wind and energy blew the bangs out of her face as the approaching figure came to a sudden halt at her altitude level.
Her expression changed to one of panic when the powerful figure made himself known to be an Arcosian: 'Lord Boreal', as he'd introduced himself. She instinctively reached down to her pocket to keep her finger on the button to active her Blutz Generator, but froze up when she realized that would do her absolutely zero good, here. It was a bit odd how calm he seemed, in comparison to the traits all other lizard folk seemed to share: pride and arrogance beyond calculation. With a gulp, Nashua elected to respond. "I am Nashua," she responded, keeping a hard gaze upon Boreal's face. What did he want with her? She furrowed her brows when he brought up Brench - that had been years ago, when Nashua was only fifteen years old. She didn't remember his face among those she'd met there, but didn't doubt that the memory had simply faded too much after the past four years.
"I, uh, was sent there for negotiations about the... Cardony Treaty?" She couldn't recall if that was its exact name, but it was something like that. Probably. "Sorry, I don't seem to remember you being there myself, but I'll admit I was quite nervous the whole time, so the affair went by in a flash for me." She let out a small chuckle, then remembered she was speaking with an Arcosian. This guy was Fleet aligned, almost for sure, unlike Chamil. He was responsible for all the death and destruction on Vegeta, or at least partially so. "Did you want something from me?" she asked, rather coldly.
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Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 3, 2018 6:35:06 GMT -6
Nashua, hmm? He remembered the young woman who had come with the envoys. What an odd coincidence.
"The Treaty of Cardony, yes." It wasn't anything of much importance, some deal about keeping Saiyan Kingdom ships protected to the same degree as the Brenchian ships while in their territory. Fairly standard low-level agreements, but it had been intended to be the groundwork for greater things. Not that this ever actually got anywhere, frustrating.
"It is understandable. As I recall, you were not yet an adult. A trainee, I presume." In response, she asked him rather frostily if he wanted anything. Well, he had been curious, but... he was facing a diplomat. One who, at a glance, was missing her tail. How interesting. "I... do have a proposition. However, attempts to discuss it with your leader went..."
One eye twitched. "Poorly." Rubbing his face for a minute, he sighed. "Is Vocado always so immature and brash? I was trying to speak civilly with him, and I do mean actually civilly not an arrogant swaggering threat. He kept attempting to fight, so I eventually transformed in an attempt to dissuade him, and then just left using my superior speed." He was quite obviously frustrated with how that meeting had gone, if his dry tone and slight frown was any indication.
"I will be blunt, then. I do not like what has happened to the Arcosian people, and the forces allied with them. I am not strong enough to change that. My growth has been stymied for ages. I now, however, have a chance to change that. From what I can tell, the Namekian Dragon Balls grant three wishes."
Staring her in the eyes, he raised his fist, and lifted fingers one by one. "I make you an offer. If you assist me in acquiring the Dragon Balls, whether actually helping me gather them or merely providing me with a radar, I will make three wishes. First, I will wish every Fleet member off Vegeta. Second, I will resurrect the population of Vegeta. The third wish will be made to my wishes, so that I might reform the Fleet. You will have what you want. You will not have me as an enemy. And you will have the Fleet occupied, so that you might rebuild. Or, you can risk the Stargoons gathering all the orbs from the Saiyan Kingdom. How is that contest going, by the way?"
He glanced her up and down, genuinely curious. From his estimation, and what little reports he could get from Fleet forces on Namek, the Goons were doing a lot better than the Saiyan Kingdom was. Whether this offer would be more readily considered by this Nashua, though.... he was not sure. It was a bit of a coin-flip.
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Post by Nashua on Oct 3, 2018 18:23:23 GMT -6
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Right, it was that one about the ships! They had sure fought her hard about inducting that one into practice - she hadn't a clue why, really, to her it was a pretty fair and straightforward deal. Then again, she was rarely not having to argue tooth and nail over even the simplest things. But, that was diplomacy, for you! Boy, she sure missed it. "Yeah, I was uh, littler," she commented as her eyes drifted to the side, remembering how large all the people there had seemed at the time. Then again, she'd only grown about two inches in the four years since, so it wasn't like it would feel much more different now. When Boreal mentioned Vocado, he had Nashua's full attention. She looked confused, to say the least, as the saiyan Boreal described sounded absolutely nothing like the King she had known.
"Are you sure you had the right saiyan?" she asked as she placed her hands on her hips, "I know Vocado quite well, and I've never seen him act anything like that." Nashua thought back to the times she'd met with the King. He was always calm, cool, collected. He seemed to know what to do in just about any situation he was thrown in. Just the type of person Nashua hoped to become like, someday. The lizard must have been mistaken, and run into some other saiyan that he only thought was Vocado. Still, the proposal he brought up after the fact was... Interesting. Nashua listened quietly, her arms folded over each other in front of her, as she pondered what he said. Every Fleet member off of Vegeta? Well, that would be helpful. Nashua hadn't even thought about the different kinds of wishes one could make with the Balls: she'd assumed they were mostly limited to wishes of power or wealth.
The second wish was even more curious. Nashua's eyes widened and her jaw dropped open a bit as he spoke. "You can resurrect people like that with them!?" she interrupted him in shock, leaning forwards and flying a bit closer to the arcosian. The thousands of people who'd died in the invasion, her friends, her family, they could all be brought back, just like that?! She shut her mouth and quickly apologized, letting him continue and finish speaking before she talked again. This deal sounded... Too good to be true. She pondered it in silence for a few moments, running possible downsides over in her head, but each one was trumped by the positives: her parents would be back. Her captain, who'd given his life to let her escape the planet, would be back. A smile kept twinging on the edges of her lips, tried as she might have to keep a straight, poker face.
Golden eyes glanced up into Boreal's own orbs, and she said, "I... Can't say it isn't a very tempting offer," though she still sounded hesitant. If everything the arcosian had said was the truth, then she'd have had little problem. But there was almost no way to tell if it was true. The Saiyan reached down into her pocket, and pulled out a small device, one that almost looked like a pocket watch, but instead of a clock, there was a green screen with a grid on it. "I tried to take some of the Balls for myself," she started to explain, "From a member of the Star Goons named Chamil. I spoke with her about her aspirations for the Balls, and it may come as no surprise to you, but she has no intentions of using them to help the Fleet. She wants to wish for power, for herself, and for her allies, and wishes to bring destruction upon the entire galaxy."
She fumbled around with the radar a bit absentmindedly as she continued. "I managed to defeat her, but... Not without losing my tail. And I didn't even get my hands on the Balls she owned." With a much more focused glare, she pierced her eyes into Boreal. "...If I give you this tracker for the Dragon Balls, what proof do I have that you'll keep your word, and stop her?"
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Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 4, 2018 3:32:23 GMT -6
"Quite sure. I was a little surprised as well. He seemed more collected in the video of his coronation I watched. Suffice to say I was severely disappointed in him, but despite the... frankly schoolyard insults it devolved into, I did not attack and simply disengaged. Atypical of my ilk, I know, but I like to think I'm somewhat more reasonable. The young woman with him, with the red hair, she can likely explain better than I can."
"Indeed, Resurrection is one of the great powers of the Dragon Balls. One of the very few ways to escape death. It was used, 200 years ago, to bring back Arcose after Queen Zuccetta destroyed it with the Tree of Might, killing it's population and consuming their power." His eyes flashed with... not anger, but hurt. "Something many still use as an excuse to do worse." He glanced at her, somber. "Why do you think they attacked Vegeta? It wasn't simply to sell it."
He could tell she was interested, if skeptical. She had reason to be, after all. This was a bizarre suggestion. "I'm... not particularly shocked to hear that. Why do you think I am attempting to speak to you? The Stargoons are competent, extremely so. However, I am not seeking destruction and ruin. As I said to Vocado, I want order. Prosperity. Growth." His gaze went slightly misty. "I can never understand the seeming joy that some Arcosians find in terrorizing and tyranny. When I look at Brench, and see a planet working in harmony towards a goal, people well-fed and happy and eager to strive because they know it will benefit both them and those they care about... I feel proud. Why wouldn't I? My territory is safer, more productive, and I have grown because of it."
Ah. So that was how she had lost her tail. It seemed his question was even more fortuitous than he thought. She did, however, make an excellent point. What proof could he give that he would actually keep his word? He considered for a long moment, and then tilted his head. "I offer three things as proof. You make take as many as will satisfy you. First, I offer my word, as a Lord who still takes such things as Noblesse Oblige quite seriously. If I make a deal with someone who has followed through on their end of the bargain, I will complete it. Secondly, I offer my ship." He removed a capsule from his cloak, and offered it to her. "Without this, I cannot leave the planet, meaning that I cannot flee from your forces if I should prove false, nor change my mind. I must see this through." And then, Boreal sat in the air, legs folded beneath him, and bowed forwards, pressing his forehead to his hands. From this position, he spoke. "And thirdly, I offer my pleas. I put aside my pride, and I ask you to help me in this. I am perhaps the only one who can be assured of victory here, and I would allow the Saiyan Kingdom to be at the summoning, to attack me should I prove false."
After a long moment, he rose, and stared at her calmly. "Other than these, I can offer no firm proof. There is always the chance of betrayal, short of some binding magical contract which would enforce itself. But, ask yourself this. Do you believe I have the power to win this contest? Do you believe that you will be able to win on your own, based on your previous fight with Chamil? And finally... do you really believe I have lied to you?" His blue eyes bored into her own, firm and steadfast, without a flicker of doubt or hesitation in his words. If he was lying, he had done so consistently and masterfully. If he was telling the truth, he was waiting for her answer.
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Post by Nashua on Oct 4, 2018 15:31:54 GMT -6
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Nashua still wasn't going to believe so quickly that the dignified King Vocado was actually the one who'd responded to Boreal in such a childish manner, but arguing for his case further didn't seem like a worthwhile use of the breath in her lungs. Now that she'd thought about it, she did remember hearing before in the history books she'd read about that era, how the wishes of the great dragons undid many of the sinful acts committed by the tyrant Zuccetta. Nashua remembered having nightmares about her when she was little. Thank goodness Vocado was nothing like her in the way he ruled the Kingdom! Still, when she thought more about it, she couldn't say that he would ever approve of her collaborating directly with the enemy behind his back. And she didn't feel all too good about it, either.
The Arcosian gave his three reasons as to why she should trust him. They seemed reasonable enough, she supposed. While the first reason was little more than a 'pinky promise I won't do anything bad' kind of deal, removing his only means on interplanetary travel would at least temporarily ensure his wrath could not spread to other systems, for a time, if he went AWOL. As for the entirety of the SK being present for his wishes, well, that would certainly make things easy. Boreal was powerful, but not nearly powerful enough to defeat everyone in the Kingdom. "I see..." Nashua responded, now deep in thought herself. She fumbled around with the radar, still gripped in her hands, as she considered some things. Her head began to slowly nod as she looked back up to Boreal, her eyes squinting ever so slightly.
"I agree those would be convincing terms," she replied, "But I have two stipulations of my own I'd like to add. If you can agree with them, then... We may have a deal." And if Boreal couldn't bring himself to agree, then she couldn't hand the radar over and feel as if she hadn't just betrayed her Kingdom. "Firstly, when you collect the Dragon Balls, if you are to find them in the hands of someone who will not hand them over to you willingly and must resort to force, you will not kill anyone. Whether they are a Goon, or a Kingdom member, or even another Fleetman, if you take even a single life in your efforts to obtain the Balls, I will personally hunt you down and take this radar back myself." It seemed reasonable enough to her, at least. If he was capable of immense power, he could surely hold that power back well enough to avoid fatal strikes.
As for her second term... "And secondly, when you make your wishes, you will remove the Fleet from Vegeta first, and then revive the population, and only after those two wishes have been made will you make your personal wish." It was the only way she could be certain he wouldn't just make his own wish for something like insurmountable power and then use that power to kill anyone else to make two other wishes for himself. They'd have to be made in that order. "Do you accept?"
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Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 4, 2018 16:46:19 GMT -6
"I will agree to the first term, with one exception." He raised a finger, and swung it back and forth very slightly. "If said person is a clear and present threat to other people, and is killing others, I reserve the right to stop that threat. If someone is slaughtering villages, I will not simply knock out and let them wake up to continue it. If you have prison facilities that can hold them, then I will use those, but in absence of that.... I will not let more people die out of a "no kill" ideology." Hopefully this was fine, because he refused to be stupid about this. If he could imprison a psychopathic person, then wonderful. But that wasn't necessarily an option here. "I hardly think you wish to have me stand by and idly claim my hands are tied while people are being murdered. Nor do I wish to waste a wish reviving people that could have been saved."
Her second term was a bit silly, however. Raising an eyebrow, he scratched his head.".... Well, yes. If I brought back the population first, the Fleet would likely kill them. Not exactly a good plan. So, agreed." He caught the implication of 'and you make your wish last', but that was acceptable. Better than nothing, certainly.
"I accept your terms." Extending a hand, he gave her a brief smile. "I hope that this can be dealt with expediently, so you can go home. I say this with no malice intended. I was away from my home for a long time, and it was heartening to return, even if it was scarred and damaged."
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Post by Nashua on Oct 4, 2018 17:08:51 GMT -6
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"Oh, uh, yes," Nashua replied as Boreal explained potential exceptions to not killing anyone. "In circumstances such as those, you do what you must. But if you can avoid killing them and instead bring them in to serve justice, then that's obviously preferable." She still didn't like the idea of him having a potential out to justify his murders, but she just had to trust that he'd be telling the truth. Provided he held up his end of the bargain, this entire conflict could be resolved quite peacefully, though there was still the dirty work required of Boreal retrieving all of the Balls. It was quite doubtful that Chamil would surrender a single one without a nasty fight. But Arcosians and their strength were feared across the galaxy for a reason, and if even Nashua could fore the demon into a stalemate, the goat held little chance of victory in the face of Boreal.
When he agreed to her second term and held out his hand, Nashua glanced down at the outstretched palm, and then up towards his faint but genuine smile. It was bizarre to have such a reasonable, daresay friendly Arcosian reach out to her to find a peaceful solution to things. Every time the Saiyan had done that to others since the whole conflict began, she'd been met with a variety of ki blasts, punches, gunshots, you name it. It was about time some diplomacy and discussion got them somewhere over a slug fest. With some slight hesitance, but apparent confidence, Nashua reached forward with her own hand and gave Boreal's a shake. "Then, it's a deal," she said, her golden eyes staring straight into Boreal's blue with a certain level of intensity.
She took the capsule he offered her, and replaced it in his hand with the green and white radar. "Oh, uh, it needs batteries and can only scan like once a week," she explained, before briefly detailing how to properly use it. "Sometimes it'll pick up a Ball you already own, apparently, and you just kind of have to wait another week before it can pick up a new one's signature. It's a little inefficient, but it's the best tech we've got." She took a step back, or rather flew a foot or so back, and shoved his capsule into her pocket. "I'll give this back to you once everything is squared away," she promised, "And, thank you. If all goes well, then I think we can finally call an end to all this violence."
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Post by Lord Boreal on Oct 5, 2018 2:59:46 GMT -6
"Indeed. Senseless murders are to be avoided. Still, I may not have a choice. I hope this is not the case, but better to point out the possibility." He shrugged. Personally, he hoped Chamil could be convinced away from such things, as could Mumbo, but he somehow doubted they'd be swayed. They were too enamored with chaos.
As the two shook, Boreal's smile widened a bit. This was far more than he expected. It was a bit of a token gesture, to be sure, but the benefits would soon multiply. The Fleet's first major victory would be put on the back foot, the Saiyans would have motivation to grow, now afraid of what they would suffer if they did not prepare for the inevitable counterattack. He refused to see his people slide into further shame and ignominy, leaving the galaxy a senselessly corrupt place. No, there was a more efficient way to do things, one that could benefit everyone.
"Hmm, sensible. Otherwise, this hunt would be almost certainly over already." He considered the machine, tilting his head as he thought. It could pick up a Dragon Ball he already had, hmm? Well, that was irritating, although if he managed to get even one Ball, the rest would come to him soon enough, he supposed. Excellent.
"For a time, anyway." He spoke softly in response to her comment about an end to the violence. "There will always be selfish people, those born strong or who manage to attain strength and desire all for themselves. Those who seek only their own glory. If a people are to stand, they must hold both olive branch and sword. If one is unprepared, then those with only black intentions will eventually bring them to ruin. This is what I wish to prevent."
Hopefully that would make sense. If not, oh well.
"Was there anything else you wished to talk about, or have I interrupted you during pressing business?"
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