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Post by Deleted on Nov 14, 2018 19:53:36 GMT -6
Pl: 10
Though populated the village was-well interwoven, much like the Namekian people themselves. Alto would catch small fractions of the conversation in large part due to his Namekian hearing. His focus being taken away from the discourse as he went on to heal various members of the Warrior-Caste, repairing the damage that their regeneration just couldn't keep up with. Many of them laborers, others just normal fighters being the defenders of the village's people. He was holed up in a large stone-house, used as a hospital as people came in and out. Occasionally seeing the outside of the village, gossip growing inside the hospital of foreigner people. Alto would speak under his breath. "I wonder what they're about. They appear decent enough."
A fellow Dragon-Caste would talk back to him, shrugging his shoulders. The two of them would move from patient to patient, healing the given people in front of them. Old and young, large and small in size and appearance. "So they say, I hear there's a Saiyan out there." The entire hospital would take a massive heaving gasp, unsure whether to be afraid or pay it any mind. Hospice turned to disarray, many left unsure of what to do. Chatter raised among the people, talk grew back and forth. A young Namekian, this one a Warrior would speak up.
"Are they from the Kingdom?! Or the fleet?"
Alto would shake his head, depicting a composure that showed sure signs of disagreement. He cleaned his hands using a pot of water available, rubbing off the remains of his work on his clothes. Crossing his arms outright after.
"Someone's gonna have to look and see."
The people in the room would look back and forth, aiming to see who had the heart to say or do anything. Their faces would eventually all turn towards Alto. All by the likes of it emphasizing him in specific. The very same Dragon-Case member he was speaking to earlier would look at him, handing him a bag of supplies and a bottle of jarred water.
"Go on, I'll finish healing the rest of these men. You did well, but your skills could still use some work."
"This is it? Just this much?" Alto would look down at what he was given, sighing.
"Just go already, we can discuss this later."
Alto would go on to do exactly that, he was quite curious in his own right. New people? What was going on exactly, he thought. There would only be one way to find out. Exiting through the carpet-like door. Saluting the two foreigners with a wave.
"Salutations, foreigners. Welcome to the village, I take it you two come in peace?"
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Post by Tarch on Nov 15, 2018 10:50:35 GMT -6
The youth did cringe slihgtly upon hearing how Saiyans had attacked what sounded like an otherwise peaceful even out of the way planet. At least Namek seemed to be the center of attention from what he learned. Of course, Tarch didn’t have anything to feel bad about, these stories didn’t have to be recent. Plus there were these Super Saiyans on both the attacking and defending side, so that meant something good right? Tarch was going to ask further until a third party ended up joining the conversation.
The teen let out a small squeak of surprise. He had just gotten comfortable with this new person! Now he had to go through the whole thing again with a different stranger. Tarch turned to face the new person, shrinking back into himself when he took in his appearance. He was certainly imposing. Even with an otherwise small, practically earth like power level and the three or four inches he had on Tarch. What made it even worse, Tarch got the feeling this guy was even younger than he was albeit barely! The half saiyan wasn’t used to having someone his age tower of him, that along with his garb and horns, Tarch was feeling like he was back in school. “U-uh… Thank you. Y-yeah I’m not here to cause trouble. Actually, I was letting some of the kids, well the younger kids play with my tail earlier, now I’m just talking I guess. The name’s Tarch.” Granted he wasn’t the stuttering mess he used to be when meeting new kids, but the apprehension in his voice as definitely noticeable. His general shyness always seemed a bit stronger when dealing with people his age, though lessened around adults, and almost nonexistent with the younger kids.
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Post by Typha on Nov 15, 2018 16:00:56 GMT -6
Typha turned his head as someone seemed to find them. A Namekian warrior it looked like to him. Typha bowed his head to the man. He asked why they were here and he assumed peace. Which was nice, so he didn't say anything to correct him. Afterall, he had been visiting every other day, he assumed everyone knew who he was. The boy meanwhile noted he was just letting some people play with his tail. He'd nod back to the man, "Yes just peace. I was helping some warriors train earlier in the day. Since there a lot of dangerous elements coming or on Namek, it'd be good for them to be prepared for a worst-case scenario. Though I pray that will never come." Typha said nodding to the man. Hopefully, he'd understood no harm was meant.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2018 16:55:24 GMT -6
Alto would nod, putting down his hand that earlier was waving to the two of them. What they both talked of definitely rung on good ears. The Namekian would get more comfortable, entering a meditative stance in which he would float around, hand upon either lap. A breeze would blow past the Namekian's clothing, emphasizing the mystical appearance his clothes granted him. Leaving his loose fitting clothing to their own devices as they moved in the wind. His left hand would be raised, dismissing perhaps a notion considered. Shaking his head outright, he seemed to have sympathetic look to his figure. When he spoke, his voice carried a youthfulness to it. Still not too matured into its own body, very much so. Alto shifted his glance towards Typha for a bit a moment, moving all of his attention towards the Konatsian. "You are men of peace? Good. Then you've no need to worry a thing. War is not a glove fit for every hand. Though with that much said, I fear that such a day will come regardless. Perhaps it is the nature of life."
The Namekian would stop meditating, setting his feet upon the ground. No longer floating but a few feet in the air, standing up right after his descent to the floor. A slight pause would be made on the Namekian's part. As if aiming to find the right thing to say, it wasn't everyday one could see such a colorful blend of people. After but a moment's notice he would then look at Tarch, softening his facial composure. "Tarch is it? Good, we are now acquainted." Alto would go on to bring both of his hands together, bowing towards the two of them. "My name is Alto, very well met." A concerned looked soon grew on his face, he scratched the back of his head as if in reflection of something. Thinking over perhaps the past or the future. "Dangerous, an uneasiness grows within me at that notion. But all this over what? Forgive me, I've been too forward. You are good men, I see this clear. " Alto would shake his hand again, laughing aloud. "Allow me to break this tension, I feel inside. You two don't seem to be natives to the land, what brings you two to Namek?"
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Post by Tarch on Nov 16, 2018 14:20:10 GMT -6
This new namekian seemed a decent sort despite his unnerving appearance. Tarch was at least able to calm down slightly as he noted how he was glad Typha and himself were both men of peace. Or really a boy of peace in Tarch’s case. Either way, it was comforting to know this guy was just watching out for his people. Of course, his manner of speech took the saiyan teen by surprise, very elegant and flowery. Surprisingly that also helped put Tarch a little more at ease.
The Namekian then introduced himself as Alto. “Well, It's nice to meet you too Alto.” Tarch’s nerves would only flare up again slightly when Alto asked about the reasons these two came to Namek in the first place. Tarch looked to the ground, a small scowl crossing him as he thought about the pit of abandonment that weighed in his stomach. Still, he figured there was no harm in telling this guy. “What gave it away?” Tarch chuckled weakly when the namekian noted he wasn’t a native. He was hoping to ease his own tension, but instead only felt a sting of embarrassment. “I’m here looking for the saiyan King Vocado. He and I… well let’s just say I need to have a word with him.” He was honest but didn’t want to go through the entire story again unless prompted. Once was enough for one day.
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Post by Typha on Nov 16, 2018 16:52:40 GMT -6
Typha nodded at Alto sentiment. The really didn't need a war going on Namek. It was a very nice place. He'd decided to dissuade some of those fears. Typha spoke "Well, hopefully, the war won't come. Yet, you are right. It is nature. When people disagree sometimes conflict will arise. You just hope that it won't that bad." Seems everyone had introduced themselves but Typha. He'd brought his head down nodding to Alto. "I am Typha it is nice to meet you, Alto." He'd nod looking over at Tarch. He seemed a little nervous. Alto wanted to know why they wanted to be here. He'd look at Tarch as He explained to Alto what he was looking for. He wondered if Alto would know who that was regardless he spoke, "I'm just looking for knowledge and wisdom." Typha said to Alto. Hopefully, that would be all they needed.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 17, 2018 14:35:11 GMT -6
Sled(Minion) Pl: 5000
Alto would eye the two of them carefully, thinking over something in his mind yet not talking. Tugging at a shoulder of his, perhaps an injury? The Namekian would tilt his head side to side, relaxing his neck. Various thoughts would cycle over and over again. His face was visibly fascinated by the notion of knowledge. There were many more things to look for, power mainly. A task of that sort definitely left him at least somewhat curious. He wouldn't press any notion in his mind, this conversation definitely was informative. "Knowledge? Perhaps you've chosen a good place for that kind of thing. There is much to learn both in war and peace."
Alto's glance would soon shift towards the sky, it appeared that a green Arcosian was flying off in the distance. Flying with an illuminated aura of white ki, the Arcosian would stop in its tracks. Looking back at Alto, point at him. "What are you waiting for Alto? Come on you're late!" The Namekian would sigh, shaking his head. He would go onto reply back to the Arcosian. "You wait right there Sled!" Alto went on to look back at the two people he was talking to previously. "It would appear I must be leaving. I've some prior engagements. Nice meeting you both." Should he be uninterrupted, Alto would take his supplies and fly off towards the Arcosian. Departing without more to say on his part.
Attempting leave.
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Post by Tarch on Nov 18, 2018 18:07:50 GMT -6
Tarch wasn’t sure what to make of this new person and unfortunately wouldn’t get to learn much. A friend of his seemed to be trying to grab his attention, causing Alto to take his leave. The teen thought for a moment, this Typha guy certainly helped but the hybrid at ease with the whole situation. Now all he had to do was actually follow through with what he came to do in the first place.
Tarch turned to face Typha, his warm smile returning to him. “I should get going myself I guess. I’m not gonna find Mr. Vocado just hanging around a single village.” Tarch brushed some dirt from his shorts. As the teen head out, he’d turn back to the Konatsian. “Thank you, Mr. Typha! I think you helped me look at this whole thing differently. Maybe we can talk more when there isn’t a war going on, then I can tell you how it went with Mr. Vocado.” Though he didn't fully understand how his view changed, he was at least glad to have been able to just talk about his problem with an otherwise neutral party. With that Tarch would wait for a response before walking off, but not before calling out, “Good luck with your people, I hope you can save your planet!”
I think its a good time. Exiting thread if that's ok with you Typha.
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