He noticed Peppa's look towards him after he smacked his own face, and scratched the back of head "Oh sorry, I'd just came to the realization that I could've flown" he laughs nervously a little bit embarrassed about that little bit of memory lapse. He shook his head and readjusted himself mentally just in time to hear her offer him food and her name. He took the food while saying "Thank you." he spoke politely.
When she asked why he needed to go to North City, then about the wood, he decided to answer both "Well I figure I could probably sell this wood for some good starting money to start my journey. As for why North City...well.." he sighed, becoming lost in thought for a moment, what should he do upon getting to North city? Sure sell the wood is one thing, but what else? He decided upon the answer of "I honestly figured I'd figure things out from there." thus showing he has absolutely no clue what to do upon getting there.
Quickly realizing that may not be a good enough answer he stumbled in his words a little in saying the following "W-well I mean, how else am I to find out what actually happened in February?" he spoke this quietly with a slight stutter, showing he clearly hasn't been around people much. He realized he was getting a bit overly nervous, and thus decided that perhaps eating may solve the problem. He began to slowly eat the food given to him.
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Prior to daybreak the moistness of the early morning dew would cause the young saiyan to stir, the lightest of droplets falling from her eyelashes as she blinked open, vision of the nearby smoldering campfire blurry. Taking her time to stand, Cassa turned her back on the group, not knowing whether or not they had used the hours to sleep or scrutinize each other. Truthfully so long as nobody was dead, she didn’t care. Though after taking a minute more to stretch, the notion of breakfast would cross her mind. Taking the appetite of the others into consideration, Cassa would set off into the woods, returning some thirty minutes later with a collection of chives, green onion and some kind of bird egg, a guess would be sparrow of some variety.
Taking out one of the few pans in her satchel, then borrowing one of Aspara’s logs to reignite a small blaze among the smoldering embers, Cassa would do her best to make omelettes for the party with what was leftover of Peppa’s dinosaur. Humming a tune to herself, Cassa sat on another borrowed log while she tended to the sizzling skillet. It took a little while, but eventually it would start to smell good to her, enough that she would prepare then serve everyone a makeshift plate on peeled, rubbed, then cleaned pieces of thick tree-bark. Just as Chien Ho had always taught her, “For whatever one is not prepared for, improvise the best way one can.” All those years ago it seemed silly, but now the more she looked back on his cryptic riddles,the more they seemed to apply in a practical manner to most of the problems on this journey. Hopefully this improvised old recipe of the master’s would appease to Peppa and Aspara’s liking. If not, there were always the month old granola bars; she would let them judge what tasted better.
She had left it all out for them to partake in, simply as a gesture of goodwill in repayment for her host’s charity. Cassa in the meantime, took to finishing breakfast with haste, before making her way to a cliff at the far edge of the camp, just beyond the tree line. With a deep breath and a content smile she took in the captivating view, something that had been easily missed in the dark of the night before. From here the saiyan could almost see the fringes of what she guessed to be North City, still some distance from where Peppa had set up camp. A few villages stood between them and the mysterious young man’s destination, though if they were all going that way, traveling together might save time if they all knew how to fly. Cassa judged the distance, guessing it might take them half a day or less at best to get there.
I suppose this place is as good enough as any to wait.
A quick stretch, and soon she watched the ground rise up as she fell into a set of push-ups. A few minutes, and the girl had moved on to elevating her body to perform hand standing, then began to slowly work on push-ups against her own body weight. Bending her elbows with strained effort, the young saiyan would exude sharp breaths as she tried to find a centering to her momentum. Every practice had a proper way to perform it, a perfect harmony of the body and the mind that would allow her to do this effortlessly, it was only a matter of continuing to test each until it was mastered. This was true of everything she had learned under the master, even if to Cassa this was but a simple workout cliffside. After she had her fill, she brought her knees down to touch on the soft, much welcomed embrace of the grass beneath her hands. Sitting up to once more take in the breathtaking view, humming a tune to herself as she waited on her new acquaintances.
She had no idea what he was thinking. He wanted to go to North City to sell the wood he had collected, she glanced over at his large pack then back at him while she bit off another piece of meat. It didn't seem like he had much of a plan, but then again neither had she when she messed up and landed herself here, so she couldn't really judge him much. She sighed after she swallowed, "Well, whatever you think is best, but how much do you think you'll make just selling wood in a city? Do they have a demand for it?" She wasn't trying to berate him, she was just trying to establish a thought line to get him going. He could do the rest from there.
The saiyan gulped down the rest of her meal and stretched herself languidly before laying down to sleep. "Night, don't put the fire out." She called over her shoulder to Aspara.
It would suck to sleep throughout the cold night without a fire and it also helped to keep predators away so she could sleep a little more peacefully. It didn't feel like long before morning came and she was up. Normally she'd have been up already, but it seemed she was lot more tired than usual today. The smell of eggs and meat caught her attention, bringing her sleepy head up off the ground as if she were in some droopy trance. She looked around lazily, resting her weight on her arms as her long chocolate hair fell around her shoulders. It wasn't long before she spot the meal left out for both her and she would guess Aspara as her continued inspection of the site showed Cassa to be gone. Walking over she picked up one of the makeshift plates and pretty much swallowed the entire meal at once. Her actions were reminding her of a particular majin she had met once before, bringing a bit of a smile to her face.
The soft sounds of grunting, early morning training could be heard off in the distance, and Peppa could guess where it was that her chef had went. She had to admit, the girl made a better breakfast than Peppa did, she might have to keep her around just to be her cook if nothing else. Following the telltale sounds, she soon came upon Cassa doing Russian pushups. She waited until the girl was done her set and set herself on her knees before she'd speak and let her presence be known.
"Well thanks for the breakfast. You're a better cook than I am, you might have to stick around." She offered, almost jokingly. She crossed her arms under her chest and then sat cross legged staring off into the distance with Cassa, "If you want to anyways."
He noticed that Cassa had left, she makes good food he had to admit. Not as good as his mo-he canceled that train of thought. He raised his eyebrow when she asked about the price for wood. This was his first time traveling away from his house, so he honestly had no clue. "I don't know to be honest," he mumbled this as he suddenly entered a deep train of thought about it. He distantly heard her tell him not to put the fire out, and night.
He continued to eat the food that was given to him at a slow pace if only so he could think. He thought about how his journey might go, will he have to fight? Probably now that he thought about it, especially since the WTF was involved with what happened. But how was he supposed to get strong enough to do anything?
He was, of course, carrying around that large pack of wood for said training, but at the same time, he was going to need some more money if he was to get the parts to craft a ship. One problem after another he supposed. He then thought about the group of people he has now just met, perhaps these two girls could help him?
Should he even talk about what happened? What would they even think of him? He had so many questions, and while yeah, he knows that this is something he should be able to do on his own as his father always told him to be independent, he also knows that sometimes...help is needed to reach the goal.
He noticed that he was actually alone at the campfire, he honestly didn't mind that Cassa had made use of one of the logs, and if he's to be honest with himself, if he can't sell the wood, he figures he might as well make use of them himself. But how to approach them about this issue?
He placed hand to face the fire, and engulfed his arm in an aura of flame, and placed it in, the fire actually grew as a result. The reason was that he knew he needed to figure out how to increase the power of this little attack of his. While initially interesting, it isn't going to do much on its own. He needs to upgrade it somehow.
After a full minute of doing that, he pulled the arm out and canceled the technique. The fire had returned to normal size upon him doing so. He looked at his arm, thinking about his attack and how to boost it. The question was...how?
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The heat in the breeze would come with the rise of the sun, which inevitably lit up the valley inch by inch the longer the morning went on. Cassa simply sat there, peacefully humming the same tune to herself, til eventually the crescendo of growing footsteps would play into the symphony of the world around her. She regarded Peppa with a smile when she approached, looking for a sign of the young man, only to conclude that she might have simply left him to rest. He probably needed it, trekking through the woods so late with so hefty a load to carry, Cassa understood if the rather unusual gambit had left him fatigued to an extent. Her focus fell on a pair of bluebirds that took to the air, disappearing into the expansive view as though it were a painting on canvas. A compliment was given toward her cooking abilities, something that made her chuckle as she absentmindedly squeezed an ankle between her hands. A minute of silence while a crisp breeze swept down into the valley passed the pair, Cassa simply enjoying the euphoric peace that seemed to be carried on it.
”My master tried to teach my sister and I much. I guess I picked up cooking a little easier than some other things, hehehe,” she would explain, then giggle to herself. Looking on the city in the distance, she would give a sigh when Peppa mentioned sticking around. The idea never really occurred to her, in truth she wouldn’t know what that entailed. It was a generous offer to say the least. ”Two years ago he passed away, and the structure to our lives seemed to go with him. My sister left shortly afterward, she never explained why, I just kept telling myself that maybe she would come back some day.” Cassa would then retrieve Ho’s letter from within her sash, holding it out for Peppa to see before returning it. She looked it over for a moment, remembering the words in almost a reciting manner as she contemplated the paper within the envelope with the broken seal.
”I found this among our mother’s belongings, it was from him. It held instructions for the both of us, Cauri and I, to seek out his old training ground. I guess,” she then forced a laugh. ”The two of us, we never knew our parents. They were gone before we could remember. But- they knew him, they knew the master. I think maybe he wanted us to find the strength to look for my father, if he’s still alive.” With a defeated sigh Cassa would turn her attention to the sky, which was slowly becoming filled with falling autumn leaves. Maybe the worst part about telling this story to someone else, was the truth she was forced to face when the words left her lips. Some part of her made the words feel foreign, like it was some tale found in one of the master’s old storybooks. It didn’t feel real sometimes, yet for every waking moment that she spent alone, Cassa could never forget that it actually was. She forced a smile, not a care given to how frail or weak she may have seemed during this spiel. A glance to Peppa, she would cock her head curiously.
”What about you though?” She gave Peppa a confident smirk before playfully nudging her with a shoulder. ”Come on, you’re not really from around here are you? Not an earthling like the rest of us, huh?” She laughed a little before giving a shrug to lighten the mood. If she was right in her theory, hopefully Peppa wasn’t the kind of alien sent her to kill all humans, or whatever the bad ones usually did.
So she was on a quest to gain strength to find her father? How was she to do that if she'd never met him. "Well, did he leave any solid clues behind for you and your sister?"
From what she'd learned about earthlings so far, they tended to give each other long spiritual quests to go upon. Strengthening the soul and whatnot in order to increase the power and durability of the body. It was a whole thing she didn't feel like getting into right now. She dropped onto her back, laying flat on the ground as she stared up to the blue sky. Listening to the wind whistle in her ear as the morning passed along slowly.
"Well, you do what you have to do, but I'm just saying unless you have some clue of where to start looking, you're welcome to tag along."
Peppa would close her eyes and cross her hands beneath her head like a pillow, pulling one leg up so that it was bent at the knee, she would cross the other over top. Nonchalantly kicking the foot that was off the ground, she would open up her right eye to peek over at Cassa as she poked for information about where Peppa was from.
"Hmm, me? I'm from Vegeta." At this point her tail slowly unfurled from her waist and started waving itself around as if to point out the obvious. "I'm a Saiyan, just like you." She would say before pointing at Cassa with her tail in a jabbing motion.
Aspara looked up at the night sky, clear of clouds tonight. He realized that the fire was probably going to obstruct the view a bit, and so decided to stand up and head to the cliffs that Peppa and Cassa were on. As he walked there he noticed that it was starting to get brighter...it seems that sunrise was approaching.
He was about to reach the cliffs when he heard Peppa and Cassa talking...he couldn't hear their exact words, but he decided that it would be better to let them have their private talk, and so headed back to the fire keep an eye on it. If only to keep it from getting out of control.
Thus here he is once more sitting on his log, just watching the fire. As he did so he continued to think on what he should do upon getting to North city, or maybe he should stick with Peppa and Cassa? He decided that if she's willing to take a tag along like him, sure, if not...guess he'll just be on his way.
He gave out a sigh, and looked up at the sky, noticing that the sky was now in the midst of changing color from white dotted black to blue. Then he turned his head back to the fire, his long train of thought continuing with nothing else to do. He wondered once more how he should tell them his story. His face had a sad smile at this thought, as he was a bit reluctant to really talk about it. This expression turned neutral rather quickly in an attempt to hide that thought.
He wondered just what he may find at North City.
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None of the answers she received were at all expected, and yet Cassa could not determine which was more of a surprise to her; that her suspicions of Peppa being an alien were true, or that she had a tail just like her own. There was no denying the truth or reality of the fuzzy appendage that now so casually waved about before her eyes. Though Cassa couldn’t help laugh but smile, her own tail beginning to wave back and forth as she became caught up in the moment. How many years had she stared up at the stars and wonder about the existence of other habitable worlds? Now just her luck, here was an actual visitor from one. Not just any visitor at that though, a saiyan, a potential link to the mysterious past she knew so little about. That same fiery curiosity could be felt swelling up inside her again, forcing Cassa to fight the urge to lay siege to Peppa’s ears with an armada of questions.
”You probably know much about them- saiyans, I mean,” she would give the other girl a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of her head. ”The only clue I managed to decipher led me here through the mountain pass, so I still don’t have much to go on. Though, maybe I will tag along for now. There’s a chance we might come across more clues.” Cassa would give Peppa an affirming nod of the head before rising to her feet, before casting a curious glance about the tree line. Maybe it was about time they checked on the other kid. Hopefully he wasn’t the sort to absentmindedly roll into the fire in his sleep. Trekking back toward the camp, she tried to step on, and snap as many branches as she could to alert him of their impending approach, of only for the courtesy of privacy for whatever need.
”Aspara! Time to wake up!” she called forth obnoxiously, stepping into the camp clearing a few seconds later. ”Oh, you’re already up. Good-“ she acknowledged with an uncomfortable air around her, trying not to keep eye contact for long. Cassa raised a thumb back toward the cliffside, then gave the camp a look over. ”If you’re ready to head out, just um- gather your things, and meet us at the cliff. Alright?” The girl in orange would give the young man another nod to make sure he had heard her correctly, then went about gather her own belongings before disappearing from the campsite a final time. The walk back toward the edge, and took the final moments to again admire the view while she awaited the party. With any luck, by taking this course of action some answers to Chien Ho’s cryptic puzzle could be gleamed with time. Cassa could only hope.
She, she used to know a lot about the saiyans. Know she had no idea what was going on with them. Vegeta wasn't even their home anymore, it hadn't been hers in two years. A heavy sigh heaved off her chest and she sat up and smiled at the laughing girl, "Sure, I'll tell you anything you want to know about them."
Peppa smiled as Cassa decided to come with her after all, good, now she just had to train her and get her ready. Soon, she would know the truth about her home and her people, "And I'll gladly help you in any way I can. Hell, we can even train together." As they walked her tail wrapped itself back around her waist and they approached the camp site loudly to let Aspara know they were coming.
The quickly found that he had been up and doing his own thing already, Cassa letting him know to get his things together and meet us on the cliffside. "Yeah I guess, we'll head to North City since you gotta stop there.' Peppa would approach the cliff, and once everyone was ready she would float up into the sky, "I really hope you guys know how to fly, that'll make this much faster." If they all had the ability she would simply smile and then fly off for North City, if not she would swoop down and pick up whoever couldn't fly before heading to North City.
Sorry, it's kinda short, but gonna attempt an exit here.
Aspara gave a small smile when Cassa called to him. Getting up, he placed the log he had been sitting on into his pack, picked up said pack, placed it on his back, "Alright!" he stated with agreement and with some positive emotion finally showing. His train of thought had ended in that he had decided that perhaps being positive might be the right course of action when talking to these girls, though he knows that he may get serious at times when discussing...that, but still.
When the arrived at the cliff, Peppa talked about flying to North City, to which he began floating up. "I suppose adventures are better done with companions." He looked down for a moment, then stared in the direction of North City, determination filling his eyes. Should Cassa be able to fly, he'd then state "Let's get this adventure started shall we?" He started attempting to make the line sound good.
He's a Teenager, he's allowed to try and put some energy into such things yeah? 'As mom always told me, its the small things, and while I'm not entirely sure I can trust these girls just yet...they give me the right feel...I think.' he thought to himself.
Upon stating that line, he'd begin to follow Peppa with renewed determination to discover the Truth.
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This'll be my attempt at exiting the topic, which means it'll be Cassa who decides its end.
Cassa watched the pair float loftily toward the sky, then take direction toward their destination. She hesitated for a moment, and gave a glimpse back toward the abandoned campsite, back toward a place she would always look on fondly in her memories. Not only did it hold some sentiment for her by whom she met, but it represented the point on the path that she would choose to take her own direction. No more searching for these training grounds alone, no more doing it lost in the dark with a cryptic map of riddles. It was up to her to figure out where this new path would take her, it was her road to traverse now. Fortunately now she wouldn’t have to walk it alone, at least for the time being. With any luck fortune may smile on her yet, and lead her to everything that had gone missing in the passed two years. With a content smile, Cassa bid the small glade goodbye with a nod, and took to the sky after her new companions.
When I think back on that day now, I know I wasn’t just saying goodbye to a place I might never see again. I was parting ways with the remnants of the quiet life I had lost, of the little things I never got back. Little did any of us know that after that night by Peppa’s fire, things would hardly seem quiet for some time to come.
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