Mollusc walked around Maestropolis. It was the home of the namekian people. It was where he was born. It was a place of peace and where he learned to become a warrior. He had not been back in about two to three months. Mollusc wanted to return to his home and just see the damage. He had been wondering a while what the next step would be. He had left the kingdom but he had done very little since leaving. If he didn't start doing something then if the saiyans did decide to hurt earth or become the next empire, the universe may not have been ready. Mollusc decided to just sit down and meditate a bit. In the ruins of his home, He just wanted to embrace his anger and control it. The pain of the loss of the people of Vegeta. Maybe he'd find guidance on what he needed to do next. At the very least maybe he could find some sort of peace, to forgive himself for leaving his home. He thought he had to protect the saiyans but he could have stayed instead and protected his own people.
Last Edit: Dec 21, 2018 22:34:52 GMT -6 by Mollusc: added powerlevel
Post by Erina Blade on Dec 23, 2018 20:43:15 GMT -6
Walking into the home of the village chief, the young woman tossed the heads of the monsters onto the ground. She flicked the blood from her gloves, as the indignant retainers tried to clean up the mess she had just made. The mercenary sighed and looked towards the Chief.
“I dealt with your little pest issue. The payment has already been sent?”
The Namekian nodded, which made the woman nod in response. She enjoyed working for the residents of Maestropolis; the Namekians were punctual with their payments and never had issues with haggling. Even if a majority of the missions she received here were glorified 'rodent' control, every little bit helped with keeping the small business afloat. The woman strolled out of the Chief's house, before walking idly down the courtyard. Children played in the shade next to their small houses, while parents dealt with the daily chores. The only person out of place in this ideal heaven was the Saiyan, in her bloody coat and ragged mane. Turning towards the nearby exit, the woman began her march out of the village. She passed by a broken pile of rubble, before a figure there made her freeze. Energy oozed off the Namekian, who was sitting in silent meditation. The woman glanced at his focused brow, and began walking more gently towards the exit. This being was powerful, enough to trigger all of her warning flags.
Whatever he is here for, I don't want to deal with it! Please ignore me!
As Mollusc sat around meditating he heard something. Someone was walking past him. Mollusc turned his head openings his eyes. Mollusc looked over at the person who was walking off. It was a young woman that he assumed it was a saiyan. He'd wondered why she had been in the city. He thought the city abounded He wondered if she was apart of the saiyan kingdom. Mollusc got to his feet as he'd look at Erina Blade. "Hello." He'd wave at her. "I'm curious I hope you can answer this question for me." He'd rub the back of his head and pointed to the city. "What were you doing in the City. I thought no one lived there. Are their people out there." He said to her hoping that people were actually there.