Green Day [Invite]

Chime's PL: 32,000

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Luckily, Synthesia came calling to the Lookout on a day Chime was actually there. The new Kami had been fairly busy lately, between helping out around the reclaimed Satan City, several tense encounters around Fukurou forest, and a fighting tournament. He was tired, and had decided to take a day to himself, up on the Lookout and far away from anything that needed his attention. He'd climbed up one of the four towers surrounded the central temple, and settled in to meditate. After only a few minutes of sitting, he'd dozed off, and his meditation had become an afternoon nap. The little Namekian had been slumped like that for an hour or two, dead to the world, when his visitor started shouting for him.

"ZzWhha--?" Chime awoke with a start and flails his arms as he fell over from his sitting position. Who was here? Was there an emergency? His tired brain tried to run down the list of people who even knew to come find him up here, but after about a second he gave up and just went to see firsthand.

He pokes his head over the side of the tower to find...someone he had never met before. Oh. That was strange. They appeared human, more or less, with long green hair and robes, but there was something unique about their aura Chime couldn't put his finger on. Whatever it was, it didn't feel sinister, like a demon or some other dark being in disguise. Simply...different. Well, best not to keep them waiting. Chime waved down to the green-haired individual, and called, "Hello! Hi! I'll be down in a second!"

And in only a moment or two, a small green Namekian was floating down out of the tower, and walking towards the trees where Synthesia was leaning.  He stopped a couple feet from the man and gave him a brief bow in greeting, "Hey there.  I'm Chime.  I'm...well, you were asking for god, and I dunno how godly I am, but I am the Kami.  Did you say yo--" He interrupted himself, entirely by accident, with a big yawn.  He didn't even cover his mouth, "-- Aah, oops.  Sorry.  But uh, you said you were a Pride Trooper, right?  Do they need help somewhere?"

Chime's brows raised at the stranger's sharp tone. Well now he was fully awake. Had he done something to offend the man? Was it the yawn? Chime frowned further as he continued. Why was it weird that he was Namekian? They were both green, that should afford them some sort of kinship, right?

That strange (and frankly kind of awkward, at least for Chime) was momentarily forgotten, as this visitor made flowers bloom from his hands with seemingly no effort at all. Chime's eyes went wide, and he gasped, "Wow! That's really neat! I can make things, too, but nothing like that. They wouldn't really be alive." The Namekian tilted his head to the side as the Guardian explained further, "The forest down bellow is your home? I've been trying to protect it, since the Senbyo is gone. It's good to know there's someone else doing the same! That forest is really ancient, isn't it?"

And just like that, the awkward, tense feeling was back. So this was why the Guardian was here. He was questioning why Chime was the Guardian. The Namekian sighed. He really should have expected something like this from someone, but somehow, it hadn't occurred to him, "Well...I don't know that the Earth did pick me. It feels like the opposite. I picked the Earth. I left Namek some time ago to come here, see," He started to gesture with his hands as he explained, "There's so many stories about this place! I wanted to improve myself, and I knew I couldn't do it just sitting around at home seeing the same people, doing the same things every day. So I came here. And I'd barely been here a week when I learned this planet didn't have Dragon Balls anymore!"

Chime started to wave his hands more excitedly as he continued his story, "It seemed like fate. So I decided to dedicate myself to that. And I know I'm not an Earthling, but...I've gotten to really like it here. On Namek, everyone is so similar! Here, there's so much variety, I feel like I still haven't seen a tenth of it yet! It's amazing." His face broke into a grin, which faltered pretty quickly, and he looked embarrassed for getting so wrapped up in his own little story, "...Uh. I hope that answers your question?"

The young Kami went a little cross-eyed looking at the vine-finger getting pointed at him. How was he doing that? Chime had never seen one with power over plants like this before. He'd said he was a Guardian of Nature, right? And if Chime was Guardian of Earth, did that mean...he was basically this guy's boss? He hadn't been expecting to be anyone's boss when he took the job.

Regardless of who in charge of who, when the Nature Guardian gave Chime his words of encouragement, the little Namekian positively glowed. He ate up praise like candy, and all it really took to get on his good side were some corny statements of 'You can do it!' and 'I believe in you!' His mood was lifted so much that, when Synthesia revealed his skinny arms and flexed, Chime couldn't help but laugh. Nevermind the fact that, if Chime were to flex, he'd look basically the same. His hand quickly darted up to cover his mouth, but he was still smiling, "Heh. Well, thanks! And I won't forget, don't worry. That's what I'm here, for."

Synthesia already knew about the Dragon Balls, which Chime was happy about for a split second, until the first thing the man said was how much destruction they would cause. He stopped smiling, and his eyes darted to the hand patting him on the shoulder. Welp. He would have to tiptoe his way through the next part of the conversation very carefully.

"I guess they could be used for evil, yeah. That's true of anything powerful, don't you think?" He replied at length, "I've seen the ones back home do good things, too. It's all in who finds them, right?" Chime shrugged, and tried to sound as casual as possible, but inside he was panicking a little, "What would you do, anyway? If they were awakened. Would you try and wish for something, or just leave them alone?" He tried to phrase it as a casual question, like a child asking 'if you could be any animal, which would you be?', when in reality, it carried a lot more weight than that.

Chime settled with his hands behind his back as he listened to Synthesia go on. The Nature Guardian was bringing up some good points, he'd admit that, and he could understand his viewpoint. That didn't mean he agreed with it.

"Reviving everyone from the whole Satan and Badman City thing would be my first priority, too. After that, I'm not sure. If other's thought it was a good idea to give me power, I'd go along with it," he gestured to Synthesia, "But wishing for power for myself feels...weird. Selfish? Something like that."

The issue of outsiders being drawn to fight over the Dragon Balls came up, as Chime assumed it would, but he had an answer for that, too, "That's a pretty reasonable concern to have. I don't want people coming to Earth and causing trouble either, obviously, I'm the Guardian. But that's already happening. You said it yourself: people died in Satan City. That wasn't because of Dragon Balls, that was because...I'm still not sure why. A show of power is the best I've been able to figure out. To make us afraid. Why else would you ruin just one city like that, and then leave, not stay to rule over it?  Unless they're just really stupid, they're being tactical.  There's something much bigger coming, that was just the warm-up."

"And if something big is coming, and we have something that can protect us, what sort of Guardian would I be if I didn't use it?" Chime's tone got more intense as he continued, "The Dragon Balls are powerful, yes, but they're not weapons.  They're a means for people to choose their own fate.  We can do that every day, of course, in smaller ways, but a wish from an Eternal Dragon?  That's a way to tip the scales dramatically in your favor.  Against evil.  The evil will want to get their hands on them too, I know that, but the evil exists anyway.  If it wasn't Dragon Balls, it would be something else.  Land, resources, riches...someone always wants something."

Chime took a deep breath.  He hadn't meant to go on a lecture like that, but he just kept rambling on.  He looked Synthesia dead in the eye to make his final point.  Either the Guardian of Nature would be swayed to his side, or he was about to get a slap in the face, "Bringing people back from the dead is unnatural, yes, but I think it's far more unnatural for cities worth of people to suffer if something can be done about it.  That's why I re-awakened Shenron, and activated the Dragon Balls."

As Synthesia sunk down to the ground, Chime didn't try to approach. He couldn't tell if the Nature Guardian was angry with him, sad, or just generally upset, but he could tell that he wasn't pleased. Normally he would try and comfort someone if they were in a state like this, but in this case, where Chime was the cause of their distress in the first place, he thought it best to just keep back. He still didn't regret creating the Dragon Balls, but he did regret making Synthesia upset. In retrospect, he could probably have dropped the information on him a little more gently, but he'd been antipating an argument, or even a fight, not...silence. That was somehow worse.

He gave Sythnesia the time he needed to recompose himself, and when the green-haired boy stood again, Chime's ears caught that quiet "I'll trust you." He smiled up at Sythesia, with a hint of sadness, "...Thank you. I know I haven't done anything to earn that trust yet, but I'll try my best."

When the pendant flashed, Chime's eyes were drawn to it, and the change in Synthesia's tone wasn't lost on him. His eyebrows raised, though he was less concerned with the vague threat and more with whatever that red gem was. Was it magic? Was it...sinister? It looked out of place on Synthesia's person, but he decided not to pry into it for now. Maybe later, when the two were on (hopefully) better terms, he would ask.

"I wouldn't forgive myself either, honestly. But I really do believe it's for the best," He gave another brief bow as he finally got a proper introduction, "It's good to meet you, Synthesia. I didn't know the Fukurou Forest had a guardian. I was under the impression that was part of the Senbyo's duties, and since he's...absent, I've been trying to watch over the forest when I can. You probably do a better job than I can, though," Chime tilted his head to the side as a thought came to him, "Actually, you must know all sorts of things about the Earth that I don't. I'm the Guardian, but I'm still pretty new here. If you could teach me, I'd be really grateful!" Was he trying to get on Synthesia's good side, butter him up? A little bit, but he also genuinely wanted to know more about the planet he was now bound to.

Chime smiled as Synthesia latched onto the change of topic immediately. He didn't want to dwell on the negativity, either, and he was happy that the Nature Guardian didn't seem to be holding a grudge. Apparently, he wasn't human at all, but only took the form of one. Chime had thought something was a little off about the green haired man, but he hadn't suspected he was a tree-person. Just a shaman or something, maybe a very human-like alien. The other's of his kind were old and grumpy, according to Synthesia, and Chime couldn't help but imagine a big tree with an old man's face shaped into the bark, scowling. His mouth twitched upward a little at the thought.

As Synthesia went on to explain all the things hidden within Fukurou forest, Chime's eyes grew wider and wider, "There's ninjas?! I've never seen any ninjas! ...Well, I guess because they're...ninjas...right," He glanced aside and felt a little foolish for that one, then continued, "But a fountain of youth, too? That's amazing! Where is-- oh. I guess you probably can't tell me, huh? That's alright."

He followed Synthesia's gaze over to the tree as he continued to talk. Slowly, he'd nod, "Learn how the planet works...I think I'd really like that, thank you. I know the basics of how plants and gardening works, but I wouldn't call myself a specialist or anything. I know they need water, and sunlight, and you need to talk to them nicely...kinda like me!" Chime laughed a little at his own comparison, "All Namekians, really. Just don't bury us in soil, that would be bad. But besides that I guess we're pretty similar!" He returned Synth's thumbs-up with a smile.

Flowers! Synthesia was making flowers from his hand, how nice! Chime reached forward to touch one of the beautiful blossoms, but before he could, the petals and leaves began to wither before his eyes. They shriveled and decomposed, then fell off completely, and new vines reformed in their place, and before he knew it, Synthesia had a normal looking hand once again. By the end of the display, Chime looked vaguely horrified. He just blinked at the dead bits of flowers on the ground in front of him as Synthesia rambled on.

According to him, nature spirits lived for thousands upon thousands of years. That was longer than Chime could even imagine. But they weren't' supposed to be in human form. The image of a great big tree with a face appeared in his mind again, and then shrunk down until it was a little man with green hair. That little man apparently only had a few years to live in total. Chime's head snapped up and he looked to Synthesia in a panic, "Wait, what?!"

Without thinking about it, he rushed forward and grabbed the sleeve of Synthesia's white robes. He had a desperate look on his face, "You can't only live for a few years, that's...that's not fair! Besides, I only just met you, you can't be dying! How long do you have left, do you think? I know magic, y'know, and I'm a healer. If you need more energy, I bet I can find some way to get it to you!" He continually tugged on Synth's sleeve as he spoke. How could the spirit be so calm about this?!