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Post by Carro Hofferson on Dec 31, 2018 19:27:16 GMT -6
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BLUTZ/SPACEPOD, SACRED FLUTE, BLOOD RUBY, ARM BLASTER, BATTLE ARMOR, SCOUTER, SENZU, DB RADAR, 1/5/6/7 DBs
Carro was beginning to doubt his Radar's guidance. The saiyan sat in front of a small restaurant, the... odd tune of a song in a language he didn't understand playing inside. It's lyrics were muffled, but Carro couldn't help but to feel a little annoyed for some reason just listening to this music he'd never heard once before. Odd. Dressed in an orange and green parka with the hood pulled over his orange hair, Carro's green eyes narrowed as he shook the radar in his palms. The dinky thing wasn't giving a very reliable reading, but this Dragon Ball was around here somewhere. It had been moving, too... Carro breathed in, silently praying to whatever Kai that hadn't cursed him yet that the Mumbo guy Chime mentioned wasn't lurking.
In the backpack resting beside Carro shone another orange glint- one of the saiyan's own four Dragon Balls, safely tucked away with it's three matches. The cold air didn't help much, as the newfound President of Earth had to wipe away some condensation off his Radar's screen every three seconds. A scarf was wrapped around his mouth and he did his best to hide his hair away in his hood. Ever since his election, Carro had to deal with a lot of paparazzi and news folks, wanting the latest scoop from Earth's newest leader. He couldn't have them learning about the Dragon Balls, so this trip was best done with his identity hidden as best as possible. Nobody bat an eye so far, but he'd only passed two pedestrians in the dark of the winter season's night hours.
"Come on... where are you?" Gripping one of his own Dragon Balls tightly in his palm, Carro stood back up from the bench, peering through the restraunt window, into the alleyways around, and even pried open a nearby sewer manhole to make sure it wasn't dropped in there and moving with the stream of garbage beneath... But, of course, there was nothing.
With a sigh and quick adjustment of his scarf, the bundled saiyan slinked back onto the bench, fiddling with his radar's settings. If he could get the thing to cooperate, it should point him to wherever this hidden Dragon Ball was. That was, if it's holder didn't find him first.
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Post by Nashua on Dec 31, 2018 23:22:36 GMT -6
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It was a pretty nice night out. Well, maybe not nice in the usual sense, but it was a cheerful sort of atmosphere, late night on New Year's Eve with a gentle snowfall coming down from the sky. And Nashua had actually bothered to bundle up for the weather this time, with a thick, purple coat around her and a light blue scarf wrapped around her neck, topped with a hat to match. The hat even had one of those cute little fuzzy balls on top of it, and ear flaps. No wonder humans dressed like this, it was so warm and cozy! The Saiyan was wandering down the street, trying to catch the snowflakes that fluttered down from the sky on her gloves and admire them before they melted away into little droplets of water. She didn't really have any direction on where she was going, but now that she thought about it...
The Saiyan dipped her hand into a pocket and fished her radar out, having just remembered that the recharge period should've finished up by then. A quick tap on the buttons on the side of the thing was given, aaand... Wait, there were four dots right by her! And they were moving! Together! "Someone has four of them gathered up?" Nashua mumbled in surprise. Well, how nice of them to have brought them all right to her! Chances were, they had a radar themselves, and had just locked onto the Ball Nashua was keeping in her own pocket. Well, lucky for her and unlucky for them, she'd be the one leaving with all the Balls, if it was a fight they wanted! Or, if they just wanted to talk, that was cool, too. That was preferable, actually. A nice night like this wasn't a good one for fighting.
With a small sigh, Nashua followed the signal a ways, which led her down the street a ways until she heard a vaguely familiar song leaking out from a restaurant next to her, but the more important thing was that the radar showed she was right next to the Balls. Were they in the restaurant? She took a quick glance in the other direction instead - and there sat a short fellow with a backpack, and a distinctly orange glint coming off of an object that was barely visible inside the backpack. And the fellow was tinkering with a device that was no doubt a radar. Nashua let out a quiet snort as she stepped forward until she stood just in front of the hooded fellow, and she fished out the three star Dragon Ball from her pocket, tossing it lightly in the air and catching it with her hand a few times over.
"Looking for this?"
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 1, 2019 0:27:39 GMT -6
Slumping back and raising his head in defeat, Carro let his gaze trail to the stars above while wallowing in his thoughts. The orange buttons on the side of his watch continued to release a dull glow, flashing rhythmically. Maybe LEO would be able to sniff them out? Folding his arms and closing his eyes in thought, the leader of the Earth barely noticed the approach of another certain tailless saiyan until she called out to him.
Jolting upright and slinking into his jacket's collar with a quick yelp, Carro's heart raced at a thousand miles per hour until his vision came back into focus. A human, it looked like... Holding another Dragon Ball?! The CEO's mind trailed back to his meeting with Chime, and his mention of a saiyan he met. He gave her the three-star Dragon Ball, and if the three specks of red in the sphere were any indication, then this was the same tailless saiyan the Kami met. "Oh thank the Kais above, I thought you were going to be someone else." A sigh of relief escaped his mouth. He'd take meeting Nashua over meeting Mumbo any day when it came to this hunt for the Dragon Balls.
"But, uh... Yes. I am looking for one of those." Carro straightened himself to look at the Dragon Ball that Nashua held, shaking some snow off his tail and prying his scarf off his face. A lock of orange hair slithered out from beneath his hood. "Anyways. You're the one who met with the Kami to get that Dragon Ball, correct?" Zipping up the backpack beside him, the shorter of the two saiyans hopped off the bench and dusted some more snow off his coat. "I'm a friend of his as well. Carro Hofferson, the, uh, newly elected President of the Earth."
"Soooooooo, uhhh..." Carro didn't plan this far. He twiddled his thumbs, forcing a nervous smile. "I mean, I'd prefer if we can talk things out Dragon Ball-wise instead of fight, obviously. I, uh, have a few questions of my own as well." Another chill ran down Carro's spine. Central City was a lot warmer than the Northern Capitol, and the night's cold air didn't make the temperature any more comfortable. "...Maaaybe we can do that inside and get a bite to eat or something, though. You have no idea how long I've been freezing out here looking for these things."
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Post by Nashua on Jan 1, 2019 1:23:04 GMT -6
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The little guy in front of Nashua let out a yelp of surprise at her presence, which surprised her. She wasn't picturing the holder of four of the mystical Balls to be that timid, though she supposed he was rather small. And a quick scan of his power level revealed it was, well, not exactly impressive. He seemed a little in out of his league here, didn't he? Either way, Nashua nodded when he asked her if she was the one who'd met with Kami. "Yeah... Though, I thought his name was Chime, not Kami? I guess I heard him wrong," she replied with a slightly confused expression on her face. What a small world, having both the people with Dragon Balls that she had run into know each other. By her count, there were two still missing, so maybe Carro or Kami knew who had those last ones, too?
At least they could agree that getting into a fight was not productive in the slightest. "Oh, yeah, that's a good idea, let's head on in!" she agreed with a nod of her head, stuffing the Ball back into her pocket and leading the pair inside the building that had been playing the familiar music, though they'd changed the song by this point to something else Nashua didn't recognize at all. Something about 'hope and gum and style'? It didn't really sound as good as the other one, if Nashua was being honest. But it was fine. "Hey, can we get a table for two, please?" Nashua asked the waitress at the front, and within a few moments, the two were led to a table next to a wall and handed a pair of menus. It was definitely warmer inside than it was out on the bench.
"I really like this snow stuff," Nashua chipperly said to Carro as she took off her scarf and hat, setting them down on the table before slipping her arms out of the coat. "I don't think we ever got any on Vegeta around where I lived, but I've been on a few other planets that had it, including this one, of course. It's so fascinating to look at!" She chuckled for a moment, then realized making small talk wasn't at all why the two were there together. "Oh, right, so, uh, Dragon Balls," she said, pulling hers out of her pocket and firmly placing it on the table. "Well, how about we start with what you were planning on using them for? I've heard the Earth's Dragon is quite powerful, so if we word the wish carefully enough, maybe we can all get what we want."
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 1, 2019 2:53:57 GMT -6
"Oh, nah, his name's Chime. Kami, or Guardian of Earth, is the name of the position he's taken." Carro tugged at the collar of his jacket, expression turning uneasy. He did make a promise to Chime, and the saiyan intended to keep it. "He did ask me to keep his identity secret, so I've been refraining from using his name and his role together. You and him seem to be on good terms, though." He explained before opening the door to the little restaurant, pulling his hood tighter over his head to hide his giveaway hairdo to the public faces about.
Today seemed to be a slow day for the diner. The only others aside from the workers were a small group cheering on a baseball game, the West City Bombers against the South City Strikers near their table. "Yup, Earth is pretty diverse." Carro responded to Nashua's small talk while eyeing the diner's menu. Snow, rain, heat, Earth had it all. It also had a set of mystical balls that could summon a giant dragon to make a wish upon, which, of course, was the next logical topic.
"Welllll, I'm still weighing my options. Currently the most appealing wish to me would be something along the lines of reviving those the Fleet have killed. Before that idea, I thought of wishing for the power to protect Earth, but sheesh, I probably wouldn't trust myself with that strength!" He sighed with a grin. Saizomaru brought up the idea for power first, but there was nobody the saiyan felt he could trust with unrivaled strength. "Either way, Earth is well-equipped as is. There's no need to fix what isn't broken when there's other issues that need some dragon magic."
Carro twiddled his thumbs, a few beads of sweat dripping down his face. How did he say this in the least offensive way possible..? "And, uh, I've heard your offer on behalf of the Kingdom. T-the one to kick the Fleet off our planet and all, which is appreciated. But..." Carro grit his teeth and glanced out the window. "...I've also heard of a leadership dilemma- and unruly rumors that came with it. B-but I've been sure to take them with a grain of salt since the sources aren't very reliable."
"It began with this Namekian from awhile ago- some self-discharge from the Saiyan Kingdom. Long story short, he went on about the potential monarchs supporting the Solar Empire from long ago, intent returning to their imperial roots. Since then, more has come from the grapevine." Kicking his legs, Carro rested his hand on his hand and managed to glance back to Nashua- if only for a moment to check for her reaction before looking away. "Again, I took it with a couple dozen grains of salt. The guy seemed a preeetty crazy, after all."
"I've been trying, with no luck yet, to contact someone to get things straight and from the source." Well, no luck until now. Carro managed to maintain eye contact this time, wariness still clear in his gaze. "You're with the Kingdom, right? What do you know about the leaders' intentions- where they plan to take the faction as a whole?"
Carro raised his hands defensively, a meek grin on his face. "Again, u-uh... N-no offense or anything to you and your people! I know for a fact you guys aren't all like, evil empire-y power hungry Fleet-level baddies- I mean, I'm saiyan too! Just saying what I've heard."
"So... yeah. I'd just like to clear things up." Perhaps the Saiyans would be done and go back to being peaceful in their corner once they'd taken revenge on Arcose, as Vocado had proclaimed... Or they'd want more. There was no way for Carro to know the truth, but perhaps Nashua knew more.
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Post by Nashua on Jan 1, 2019 8:10:23 GMT -6
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Things were of to a good start, with Carro immediately suggesting what was basically the exact wish Nashua had been aiming to achieve. "Really? That's great!" she exclaimed, "Wishing to revive all the people the Fleet have killed was exactly what I was going for!" Those were some quick negotiations, huh? Nashua figured they could just sit back and enjoy the food now, and she started eying the menu. However, Carro kept on talking about more serious stuff even after that, so the Saiyan tuned herself back in. He went on to speak about how he'd heard of the deal Nashua had made to get the Kingdom to kick the Fleet off of Earth, which she still fully intended to uphold, of course. She raised an eyebrow when he mentioned there were 'unruly rumors' about the Kingdom, though. What exactly did he mean by that?
"A Namekian self discharge...?" Nashua mused over for a second, with a spark of recognition appearing in her eyes after a moment. "Wait, Mollusc? He uh, wandered off from the Kingdom when Ramen said she didn't want to be Queen. I haven't heard from him since. Good to hear he's still alive, I suppose..." Nashua trailed off at the end and bit the tip of one of her nails with concern. Had he just gone around badmouthing the Kingdom to everyone? His reaction to the battle for the crown had seemed a little overdramatic even at the time, but maybe it would be a good idea to find him and see what he was up to. "Yeah, I wouldn't put too much stock into any of that," Nashua replied with a shrug. "Or, depends. Well... No, you don't have to worry about it. I'm sure it'll be fine. I mean... Yeah," she said with a firm and quick nod of her head.
It was probably pretty obvious to Carro that Nashua had some uncertainties herself as she nervously tapped her finger on the table. Where was that waiter? They hadn't even gotten a drink order in yet. The Saiyan glanced around the room to evade Carro's eyes, but eventually she had to relent that there were some doubts plaguing her. "Okay, well... Here's the thing - I trust one of the candidates for ruler. The other is, uh, a little bit of a loose cannon, to say the least. Her name's Kayen. She's kind of a pirate. Even with the eyepatch and everything. And she's pretty violent and brash, too. But she's of royal blood, so, you know. Claim to the throne and all." Nashua slumped back in her chair and let out a defeated sigh. "And she's also a lot stronger than Vocado, so..."
The brown haired woman sat back in her chair in a disgruntled silence for a moment or two more, then sat herself back up. "Well, needless to say, if she wins, then there might be some trouble. But I doubt Earth would ever get caught up in the crossfire. There was an agreement a while back that the Kingdom would only ever act as an ally to you guys, if that sets your mind at ease." Straightening her posture out and glancing down at the hooded President of Earth, she asked, "That's about all the info I have on that subject, anyway. Does that clear it up a bit for you?"
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 1, 2019 16:50:35 GMT -6
"Yeah, that guy!" Carro nodded in affirmation to Nashua. What was a little suprising, though, was the fact that Mollusc apparently wanted Ramen to be the leader of the Saiyan Kingdom. Wasn't she the Earthling that warned him about the events on Namek? Carro was sure Ramen had a good head on her shoulders, but she didn't strike him as a leader-type person. Nashua seemed uncertain as well in regards to the Kingdom's future, causing the saiyan to fold his arms with an uncertain frown. "I sure hope it'll be fine."
One of the candidates, though, was a pirate of all things- albeit one with royal blood. Kayen...? Carro put a hand to his chin, trying to remember where he'd heard that name before... "I see... Well, we'll just have to hope Vocado puts her in her place for now." Unlike Earth's way of a planet-wide election for their leader, saiyans solved things with trial by combat, mono y mono.
Earth was in a deal that kept them out of the crossfire as well, which caused Carro to release a sigh of relief. It was just a matter of the Saiyans keeping their word now... "That's good to hear. It'd probably be best to wait to make the Fleet-evicting deal official with the rest of the kingdom until you guys get your single ruler decided, just to be safe." But, hope wasn't all lost yet. Straightening up with a smile, the saiyan spoke up. "Until then, Chime had a pretty good idea when we talked! We could string this as more of a deal between friends rather than a deal between planets."
"Complications are avoided regarding plausible leader issues, and we still get to team up to kick the Fleet out. Win-win!" Regardless, it was good to hear he and Nashua were already on the same page overall thus far. Chime didn't lie when he said she was more of a nicer, peaceful type. "...Speaking of the Fleet, apparently one of their strongest is in possession of one Dragon Ball as well, according to Chime. Some big gray and pink guy named Mumbo?" Carro shook his head. There were five Dragon Balls sitting right around the two of them, ripe for being sniffed out by a radar. Hopefully his lucky streak of meandering around a confrontation with the Fleet continued...
"Eh, whatever. That's enough gloom and doom for now, let's focus on the good stuff- like food and kicking their sorry butts back to Arcose." A sly grin spread across the president's face. He was acting awful confident for someone with such a low power level and four Dragon Ball-shaped targets on his head.
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Post by Nashua on Jan 1, 2019 20:20:41 GMT -6
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"Yeah, I'll make sure they know about it as soon as I can," Nashua replied with a nod of her head. "I'm sure no matter who ends up winning in the end, they won't be hesitant to kick out some more Fleet goons." Both Kayen and Vocado alike had a large distaste for the WTF, so she didn't see herself having a hard time convincing either of them of the deal. Then, the waiter finally showed up! "I'll have uhh... This one!" She said, showing the waiter her menu as she pressed her finger down on something called an 'filet mignon'. She wasn't sure what it was, but it sounded pretty good. And hard to pronounce, so Nashua decided not to even bother. And then the waiter asked her how 'rare' she wanted it. "Uhh... Are rarer versions more expensive?"
The answer was no, so Nashua requested the rarest the restaurant had to offer. Rare things were usually higher quality than more common ones, right? Once the waiter presumably took Carro's order too, the pair were left alone again, and Nashua got back to talking about the Balls. "So, one of the Fleet has a Ball, and his name is Mumbo? Mumbo, Mumbo..." Nashua muttered the name under her breath a couple of times, a face to match it on the tip of her tongue. And then, a spark of recognition etched across her face. "Ohh, that guy! He was buddies with this goat lady that I had to fight on Namek. Ironically, that was about the Dragon Balls over on that planet, too. He's uh, trouble. I think. And really really durable, as you'd expect from a Majin." Nashua looked a bit worried about someone as weak as Carro becoming a huge target to someone like Mumbo.
If Nashua had been able to pick up his scent, there was no doubt that Mumbo would be right on his tail with ease. But maybe they could work that to their advantage? The Saiyan had a plan brewing up in her mind, but it was a little risky. "Well, I maybe have one idea to wretch the Ball from his hands, but uh, it depends on a lot." As far as she knew, Chime, Carro, herself, and Mumbo were the only people in the hunt, and the three former were all just about on the same team. If they could gang up together on Mumbo together, their chances of beating him and taking his Ball were much greater than any of them working alone. "So... How much would you object to a plan that involves using you as bait?" she asked Carro, with a tilt of her head.
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 1, 2019 21:06:13 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO: 72,000
"...Man, Vegeta must be weird..." Carro mused quietly to himself as Nashua fumbled with the terms on her order a little, only barely holding back a subtle laugh. "Uh, just a pizza slice for me, extra cheese. And some lemonade." With their orders placed, it was back to business. Nashua mused over Mumbo's name as well. "Yeeeah, I felt like I've heard it somewhere before, too..." Carro glanced down to his radar, widening the range for a moment. It was only the five Dragon Balls in their vicinity still, no looming sixth Dragon Ball rocketing over- yet. It didn't take Nashua long to put a face to the name, though. Something about a goat, too? "...Wait, wait, the one that caused the whole Badman City fiasco?" Carro chimed, the pieces finally fitting together. "He was there too, wasn't he?" Carro sighed, running his hands down his face. "Welp. There goes my hopes of trying to talk my way around him." The evildoers who took the city over were beyond reason, from what Carro had heard. But... it just seemed like Mumbo now. What happened to that huge fighting force the Majin had with him in that city? Carro made a mental note to dig into that later. Nashua did have an idea, though. "Well? Let's hear it, I've been trying to plan around this encounter for weeks now." He rested his hand on his cheek, eyelids drooping. But at the mention of live bait, his eyes widened. "So... right when I get into office as president, the plan is to risk my tail as pretend-food for that guy. You know that's crazy, right?"
"...Case in point- no objections here. We have to fight crazy with crazy, after all." He teased with a grin, his tone now genuine once more. "Besides, even if he catches me alone, I have my ways of holding off his type. Lemme show you real quick..." Carro pulled up his jacket's sleeve, turning a few dials on his watch. With an orange pulse from the device, a clunk of metal could be heard outside, ripples coursing through a glass of water set nearby. The rythmic sound of machinery grew closer, and two massive, bright orange eyes would peer in through the window. The mecha's gaze narrowed at the saiyan, a low growl echoing from the robot's giant jaws. "Well, uh... LEO, Nashua. Nashua, LEO." Outside, the big cat tilted her head, quieting her grumble when eyeing her pilot. He did seem content enough with this person, in spite of her dangerously high power level in comparison to his. Contented, she'd just yawn and turn around, flopping onto the sidewalk and stretching. "I, uh, might not have the most stellar power on my own, but 'Lee here helps me out in that regard with myself as her pilot."
"Annnnyways, I think we left off on that live bait idea. What's the plan for that?"
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Post by Nashua on Jan 1, 2019 22:39:52 GMT -6
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Badman City fiasco?...Was Chamil behind that? That did sound vaguely familiar. "I think so?" Nashua replied with a shrug. "I haven't really kept up on what's happened on Earth, to be honest. I didn't even know that was a thing until Ramen mentioned it on Namek. Along with Banzo being killed by some group called the 'Pride Troopers'. I still haven't heard more than a brief mention of that..." She didn't expect Carro to know much about that, either, though. That was probably just its own thing separate from the current Earth President's affairs. What Nashua did like to hear, though, was that Carro wasn't totally opposed to being used as bait, and a smirk fringed on the edges of her lips. For a weak little guy, he sure didn't seem to have much fear! Well, other than jumping with fright when she'd first approached him, that was.
It seemed he wasn't quite as all brains and no brawn as Nashua first thought, though. A few loud mechanical sounds came from outside, and a moment later, two large, glowing eyes leered in from outside the window the two were seated by. "Whoa," Nashua exclaimed, giving the robot a quick scan with her scouter to see just how strong Carro's creation was. It was a significantly more formidable 72,000 power level. Nashua gave the robot that vaguely seemed to resemble a large cat a small wave and a slightly nervous smile before turning back over towards Carro. "Well, I can only hope that shes able to help, cause what I have planned is going to need all the help we can get." The Saiyan cleared her throat and straightened out her posture. Now, how was she going to word this thing to get Carro on board...?
"So, I'm assuming your radar technology works pretty similar to mine," she said, pulling her device out to show him. "And as far as I know, all the different models I've seen only manage to have the same level of efficiency. Which means you can only really scan for a Ball about once a week without depleting a charge. This all kinda assumes that," Nashua paused as the water came back with their food, and when a slab of raw meat was on the plate in front of her, she was more than a little confused. "...Does this look a little raw to you?" she asked Carro as she poked it suspiciously with her fork. That was weird. "Well, anyway, I was thinking..." she continued to poke at the flabby hunk of red meat in front of her as she spoke. "Our best bet against Mumbo is if we can all face him together."
"Meaning, you, me and Chime team up against him. Of course, the radar has a finicky signal, and once it locks onto a Ball's signature, it just kinda doesn't like picking up new ones until your next charge, even if it just locked onto one that's in your pocket." Nashua placed her hand on her three star Ball and rolled it across the table towards Carro, with the orange sphere coming to a stop right next to the orange haired man's plate. "Here's the plan: we get you to hold onto all of the Balls we have, and if Mumbo picks up your trace and corners you, you just send out a distress signal to the two of us, so Chime and I can easily scan and find you without worry of picking up some stray signal elsewhere, and all three of us can defeat him together!" Nashua leaned back in her chair and cross her arms over her chest with confidence. "Pretty good plan, yeah? What do you think? As long as we can find that last missing Ball no one has, then it's pretty much foolproof!"
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 2, 2019 0:00:11 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO: 72,000
Despite lounging outside, LEO's head was pressed close to the glass. She listened intently to the conversation inside, only letting out a quiet, judgmental growl on a few occasions. As for his Radar's workings, Carro nodded along. "Yeah, all radars seem to be like that. It's more than likely because of the sheer energy each Dragon Ball radiates. The radar and them are like magnets, sorta." With her side-comment about her ordered food, Carro held back another amused smirk. "Well you ordered it extra rare and not well-done." He never understood steak termonology himself, but was accustomed to it at this point. Seeing some culture shock was always a little entertaining. Carro also made a mental note to look up Vegeta customs if he ever traveled to the red planet to try and avoid getting some karma kicked his way.
As for Nashua's plan. "...So then no matter what Dragon Ball you find, you'll come to us!" That or the one they didn't pinpoint yet. Regardless, Carro was impressed. In spite of lacking the sheer power the Oozaru form held, the saiyan made up for it with her tactic of choice- an ambush. "That actually could work!... You are confident in your own abilities to handle Mumbo though, right? It'll be an uphill battle without your Oozaru form..."
"We'll have to fill Chime in also- and soon. For all we know, Mumbo could be turning on his radar as we speak..." The saiyan concluded. He was on the hunt as well- who knew, maybe the Namekian had found the straggler of the seven Dragon Balls. "But if we can manage some time before our plan, we could practice some mockup fights. To get our synergy down and practice some combos and such." Things were already looking up for Carro's chances against the Fleet's unbreakable wall. Dare Carro say he was feeling confident of all things, for once in his life? "Sooo, uh... You still got that Dragon Ball?" If they were starting the game plan already, then he did have to hold all of theirs to make things work.
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Post by Nashua on Jan 2, 2019 1:10:35 GMT -6
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Nashua smiled as Carro seemed on board with her plan, and felt pretty proud of herself for coming up with it. Carro quickly questioned whether or not she had the strength to back herself up in a straight up battle against Mumbo which Nashua scoffed at confidently. "Nah, I'll be fine. I've beaten people way tougher than him even without my tail - I took on that Lord Chill guy in his max form and just came out with a few scrapes!" She spoke with some clear confidence, though she was half joking - hopefully that got across to Carro. Nashua cleared her throat, and added, "Yeah, I'll uh, be careful. With all three of us against him, I think we'll be alright. Chime can use some kinda healing magic, so that's pretty useful!" After she finished speaking, she decided to risk biting into the piece of meat, which was... Chewy. Very chewy. And tasted raw.
The Saiyan's face melted into a grimace as she slowly managed to swallow the piece down the back of her throat, and let out a sigh of relief. "Fill it migg nun tastes really bad, don't order it," she warned Carro as she started to cough into her arm a few times. She was probably going to be feeling that in her stomach later that night. She eyed the slice of pizza Carro had ordered with some hunger in her eyes, though she decided against asking him to share. Instead, she remembered she had to give him the Ball in order for the plan to work. "Oh, right-" she picked up the three star and handed it right over to the shorter Saiyan for him to take. "Make sure you hold on tight to it at all times - the plan won't work if we can't find you!"
After that had been settled, Nashua poked at her food a while without taking another bite, until eventually, the check came. "Wait, why is fill it migg nun so expensive?!" she exclaimed, turning the check for Carro to see its ridiculous price for how terrible it tasted. "That's such a scam! Your cheap slice of pizza probably tasted a thousand times better!" Nashua grumbled for a bit about the price some more until she fished her wallet out of her pocket and slapped down the Zeni her terrible meat had cost. Nashua muttered something about never coming to the restaurant again, then got back to the business side of things. "You can talk to Chime about the plan and get his Ball ASAP, right? Time is pretty of the essence when it comes to this plan, we have no idea when Mumbo might strike."
TAGS: Carro Hofferson
Trading the Three Star Dragon Ball over to Carro!
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Post by Carro Hofferson on Jan 2, 2019 2:44:07 GMT -6
CARRO'S PL: 50 | LEO: 72,000
"Well, looks like we're set. Don't worry, I'd have to be dead to let this thing out of my sight." Carro turned the Three-Star Dragon Ball in his palm. "One more thing though- how should we go about contacting each other? I think can ring you up on your Scouter, and then you could pass on the message to Chime?" Carro finished the last of his meal while scribbling out a check to compensate for the bill. After passing that to the waiter, he'd jot down his phone's number on a smaller piece of ripped paper. "If that works for you, then feel free to send me a call or something later- then I'll be able to contact you also."
Provided Mumbo didn't gun down Carro's ZPhone or Scouter, then everything would be good to go. Even then, they'd probably make a big enough scene to warrant some attention, and maybe attract Carro's backup that way as well. "But, yeah. I can fly over to Chime right now- there's no time to waste." With their conversation drawing to a close, Carro continued. "Maybe I can just camp out in the woods after- so I don't get caught by surprise and cornered somewhere populated. I can hold him off and wear him down on my own for a bit, and then you guys can come in once we're both a little worn down." Even if the dead from said fight would be revived with the Dragon Balls, Carro wanted to avoid all the deaths he could, whether they were from his newfound allies or civilians.
"So, uh, if that's everything, then I guess I'll take off to the Lookout now?" Carro rang, standing back up with another nervous grin and walking to the door, hopefully with Nashua in tow. "I-it was nice meeting you! And try not to die when we do all this, okay?" He teased back with a finger gun. There was no telling what their foe had in store. Maybe he'd bring backup of his own, or have some killer strategy or technique to knock them down like bowling pins. But whatever came his way, the President of Earth felt more prepared than ever.
"Alright, LEO. Set route to the Lookout!" If Chime had found the straggling Dragon Ball, things would be a lot easier. Either way, the Kami had to be filled in on this new development- and fast. Settling back into LEO's control room and out of the snow, the feline would take to the airs if uninterrupted. The clock was still ticking, and Carro could only pray that he'd make it to the Namekian in time...
Carro has accepted the trade of the THREE-STAR DRAGON BALL!
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Nashua
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Queen of Arcose
PL: 250,000
Oozaru (x5P) Ultra Super Saiyan (x17/x13T) Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)
Tag: @nashua
Posts: 1,193
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Post by Nashua on Jan 2, 2019 3:07:59 GMT -6
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"Oh, yeah, just message my scouter," Nashua suggested, though as Carro passed her his phone number, she picked it up and turned it over, adding, "Or, I guess I can call you instead. Whatever works!" She gave Carro a thumbs up, and eyed the Dragon Ball that was now in his hands. She felt a little apprehensive about handing it over just like that, but it was all just part of the plan. Once they'd gotten the missing Ball from Mumbo, and rounded up the one that had apparently not fallen into anyone's hands, then they could at last undo all of the horrible deeds committed by the Fleet. And then, they'd have to take down the organization itself. ...Or, should they do that part first? Oh, well, they'd figure it out. Bringing back the Saiyans was now closer than it ever had been before, that much was certain.
Carro's plan to hang out away from populated areas sounded like a smart one, but first thing was first - he definitely needed to get that last Dragon Ball and fill Chime in on the plan, which he seemed ready to do right away. The short President stood up from his seat and bade Nashua a slightly nervous farewell, which she returned with her own finger gun. "Yeah, you too! Earth would be in bad shape without its President, I'm sure!" she exclaimed, then watched the short little guy scamper out the door with haste. He sure seemed like a friendly fellow. As for herself, Nashua would just have to wait until she got the call for the time being. The Saiyan bundled back up in all of her winter gear, left a quick complaint at the front desk about the terrible meat, then went on her way outside.
Carro and LEO were both already long gone from what she could see, and when she looked up to the sky, all her eyes could make out was the fluttering of thousands of snowflakes. Well, hopefully they'd get to Chime before Mumbo got to them! Now it was time for Nashua to find some real dinner. The Saiyan wandered down the street, on the prowl for some better eateries to spend her money at.
TAGS: Carro Hofferson
OOC NOTES: DE exit attempted, all exits confirmed!
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Ramen
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PL: 217,000
Akuma no Gisei (x16T) Soul Mastery (x24P)
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Post by Ramen on Jan 3, 2019 12:06:28 GMT -6
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RAMEN
