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Post by Sima on Feb 17, 2018 21:33:11 GMT -6
Her eyes shot back towards Tundra as he spoke, her paranoia more obvious as there were multiple people around her now. "I suppose I'm being a bit casual. I suppose I'm just used to being around Arcosians.", she stated through a nervous smile. Her eyes narrows once more at Tundra, but then a brow slowly raised. "I'm not sure who this /our/ you speak of is, unless you mean Arcosians on the whole." Again she turned back to the other Arcosian who had spoke to her of the ones she had killed, and she couldn't hide the annoyance as her fists tightened. She might have killed them, and a lot of them, but it wasn't intentional and she wasn't even in control when it happened. The way Tundra talked, it made it sound as if she should have been proud of herself, but in reality that couldn't have been further from the truth. Sure she had no problems killing someone if the situation called for it, but she wasn't sure this was the case. There was some remorse in her, but she knew it was far too late to be worrying about all of that now, especially given her current situation she still wasn't sure of. It didn't seem to take long for the attention to be put on some sort of trinket, and despite it being Saiyan in nature, there was no way Sima would have had any idea. The Arcosians in front of her seemed rather interested in whatever it was, especially the one who she had been talking with, but it looked like an old piece of would with some strange carvings on it to her, so the significance was lost. Her train of thought was derailed in an instant as there was some sort of explosion not too far from them, but she seemed to be the only one that even fully acknowledged it. Snapping back to the situation in front of her, she heard the Arcosian who she was fully realizing now was likely the leader of the others she had seen. She was admittedly a bit confused at just how polite he was being to her, but the more she studied his mannerisms she was starting to realize he was someone likely in an important position of power. Her military training seemed to turn on in her mind, as she very slowly began to stand up straight in a way she hadn't up to that point, and with an arm placed behind her back and one across her mid-section, she gave a slight bow. "Sima.", she stated loudly and abruptly.
Wintoz
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Post by Wintoz on Feb 18, 2018 19:48:00 GMT -6
Arctic
Wintoz's posture shifted, from that of boredom to wary tension. The Arcosian watched the Sayian woman begin to grow tense as the questioning continued, likely growing uncomfortable with the position she was in. Her lame excuse that she had been around Arcosians her entire life hardly excused her, at least in Wintoz's mind, from this blatant familiarity when any proper WTF soldier should be snapping into obedience. Something was off about the Sayian, and he was determined to find any cracks in her narrative that could prove dangerous.
Wintoz pursed his lips when Tundra turned to him, "I don't disagree that any soldiers weak enough to lose a two versus one should be purged, but simply the fact that she admits it so openly and seemingly without remorse doesn't bode well for her allegiance." He explained, gesturing at the Saiyan, "After all, they could have been apprehending her for anything." The Arcosian said openly, seemingly unconcerned about Sima's presence.
Wintoz shrugged as Tundra asked him about the disk's origin, "Pretty much, it just was sitting in a pile of rubble near the entrance of the cavern. Seems to be part of a medallion of some sort." The Arcosian said, indicating a tiny hole near the top with a fingertip. "And yes, I have a few men there scouring for further evidence, though nothing has been forwarded as of yet-" Wintoz said before he was cut off abruptly by a loud explosion of ki from the far side of the village.
Wintoz would distance himself from the small group, grabbing the arm of a passing soldier. "Report!" He snarled. The alien swallowed, "A large amount of ki has been detected in the north-west of the village. We detect an Arcosian signature among the energy sir!" Wintoz grunted, "Establish a perimeter." He instructed, turning to his fellow Arcosian, "I'll take care of this Lord Tundra. Be back in a few."
The Arcosian would land a few meters from the entrance to the hut, quickly jogging inside. Before he could enter the room, however, a purple metallic being would fly straight at him! Wintoz would power up to the maximum his base form could offer, before attempting to grab it by the head and brutally smash whatever it was into the ground. "Where do you think you're going, my friend?" Wintoz would ask behind clenched teeth.
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Post by Android C on Feb 19, 2018 18:25:01 GMT -6
Taking flight in what seemed like erratic directions, Android C seemed to be flying towards a particular destination. Or at least he thought he was, but continuously he changed his direction, thinking that his endpoint was constantly moving. Confusion was just a bare level word that can describe the extreme thoughts coursing throughout it's flight. However, too much noise had been made from what he had been doing, as someone with some poor thoughts decided to investigate what the heck an android was doing in a frantic situation as this. C's own radars glitched on himself, causing him to pause in midair as he read at least a thousand entities approaching him from all directions. Moments later, the glitch corrected itself, as the actual perpetrator's hand was already clasped around his own cranium.
Eyes going wide, the android was plucked right out of the sky, and pulled into a downward descent towards the ground. His body flailed in jilted movements, trying to free himself from this poor situation. Though failure was all that the android was being met with, that was until the body met the ground. Pinned down to the ground by this creature, the pressure around its cranium felt too intense as if the skull was going to collapse in on itself at any moment. But this creature wasn't dealing the final blow, inquiring about its own personal situation rather than fulfilling its task.
The words didn't register at all in the current language banks that the android held. All of those words sounding like complete gobbledygook and nonsense, which proved the diplomacy route something nonexistent. It hadn't existed the very instant that the violet bat droid was brought back into the waking world. Growling in such a static filled robotic voice, the android barked back at its attacker, "
От̵пуст́и мен̴я ̷от̀ мен̡я ͢нев͏ежда.̧ Мое ͞ч͢у͟в͏ство н͝е́ с̀ ̡то̀б͡ой̸ ̢ты,̨ ̀т̨ы, ты̸,̵ т̨ы̷,̨ ̷т̕ы̧,͜ ͜т͢ы ͞БУФ͢ФОН. Я͠ н̶е ̀по͞з̀в̵о͞л҉ю с͝е͢б̕е͡ ме̸ша̀т̴ь в̀а̨ши̧м гр̴уб̸ы͘м̶ ж͡илище͞м̢,͠ я͞ ̨д̸олж҉ен̶ ͘д̸о͜б̛рат͡ь̨ся҉ ͡д̵о ̛свя͞тил͜ищ͠а. ͡Я ͝долж͠ен̶ н̷а̶й͝ти безопа͝сност̀ь́. ͜М͢н͟е҉ н͡уж͠н̕о̸ ́пер҉е͟строит͞ь,̕ ̷пер͢е̢с͘т͘р̨оит̀ь, пе͜р̴е̷с̕тро̴ѝть,̡ ̛п̡ерес͡тр͢оит̨ь̸ ̡и УЧ͝И̨ТЬ͜СЯ!͝ УЗ͠Н̡АЙТЕ, ДА,͠ УЗ͏Н̶АЙТЕ҉. Я̧ УЧИМ҉С҉Я О̶Т͟ ̀ВАС͡.͠ И́МЕЕ̕М̨СЯ Н̀А ТЕ҉Б͜Е,̀ ВЫ ПОЛУ͠ЧА̕ЕТ̸Е̛ ͟ПР̨О̶СТРАНС͏ТВ͜Е̨ННОЕ Р̛ЕП͘Т̧И̸Л͡И͏А̕Н!"
Screeching once more into the air, it seemed at first that the Arcosian may have damaged the android a bit too much. As the body of the android pushed itself up off of the ground, standing without its own head and seemed to look at Wintoz. The still screeching head was actually outright controlling his body to stand up without him, as each individual body part can sustain its own little bit of energy. With a whip like motion, the android's leg lifted up into the air in order to smash right against the jaw of the Arcosian, in an attempt to get him off of his own body. If successful, the android would take the time to claim possession of his own cranium once more, and to reattach it back to his own head.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 19, 2018 19:05:40 GMT -6
"Ohoho... No, I do not mean Arcosians in particular; I mean us, myself, my soldiers, and those else whom serve the World Trade Fleet." Tundra replies in a conversational tone. He takes notice of Sima's body and facial language, and hazards a guess at her thoughts, but Wintoz speaks up first. To this Tundra merely shrugs. "You forget that I do not care for such emotions. Remorse has no place on the battlefield. But perhaps our new friend here will accept terms to clear her little issue."
Wintoz moves off the subject, and onto the matter of the wooden piece. Tundra looks at the thing again, gazing at it like one would at a glinting jewel. When Sima straightens into a proper salute, Tundra's brows raise in slight surprise, but his grin returns.
"Oh? Sima, is it?" Tundra replies. "Then I have a proposition for you; while I personally don't care, others in my employ may take issue with your action - it did, after all, compel you to flee whatever backwater planet you committed the action on. So I offer you a chance at recompense. Fight for me, and I will hold your transgressions as repaid. But I expect a certain level of competency from those who serve under me. Fight well, and be rewarded. Fail consistently, and it means death. By your enemy's hand, or mine. But given what you are, I suspect I needn't worry about you failing in battle."
The rumbling of the battle behind them again draws Tundra's attention as Wintoz hurries to join in the fray. He turns back to Sima.
"So, what will it be? Will you fight on my behalf?" Tundra asks in a friendly tone.
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Post by Sima on Feb 19, 2018 19:30:13 GMT -6
Sima kept her posture somewhat bowed as she listened to the other Arcosian going on about her and making it clear he didn't much trust her. She paid little attention, and looked to ignore him entirely as she listened to Tundra talk. To an outsider this might have looked like she was almost trying to suck up even, but this was pretty natural for her given her years in the military, and the amount of times she had refused to do so to her commanding officers. She simply wanted to show respect and if this was any sort of military force, and if he was as he seemed the leader of this specific group, then it was only proper to show respect. Her head nodded only slightly as he asked about the name she had given him, finally standing back up straight as quite frankly, her back still hurt from the shape she was in despite the healing given to her when she was woken up. Nodding in agreement to most of what she was saying, she looked over at the others around at his comment about the others in his employ, finding it hard to ignore their stares and glares, before looking back intently to Tundra. "Fight for you, fight with you, I have no problem doing either. The military wasn't my life, but I do miss it, so I can't see any world in where I would turn down your offer. Don't expect failure of me though, as it isn't in my nature. Whatever it is I'm going to be expected to do. I'm in either way, to whatever this whole thing is." She turned her head just a bit as she could hear more of the noises and looked back to tundra. "Uh, should we check that out?"
I do believe Wintoz is up next?
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Post by Wintoz on Feb 22, 2018 21:41:02 GMT -6
Arctic
Wintoz non-committal shrug as the Arcosian Lord continued his appearance of absolute indifference to the newcomer's past. "Fair enough I guess. If you want to trust her....." He said, leaving the thought hanging as he began to fly off towards the growing commotion. He did, however, catch Tundra's next few lines, which caused the Arcosian to shake his head in weary acceptance. The Lord's policy of accepting any and all strong, reasonably loyal fighters to fight for him got a little bit wearing at times, especially when Tundra was under constant threat of rebel attack. It wouldn't be totally disastrous to admit spies, but Wintoz hated a messy battle. The Arcosian would prefer a clean-cut duel of prowess anytime over all of this cloak-and-dagger business.
The Arcosian's initial strike had unfortunately failed to eliminate the powerful automaton and instead seemed to have merely annoyed the machine more than anything else. Wintoz would watch, bemused, as the machine sprouted off some indecipherable form of communication, and then flew off. Without its head.
The Arcosian chuckled, "Interesting fighting strategy you have going on there. I wonder how long it will take to dismember such a flexible fighter." He said, throwing the head underarm in an attempt to hit its body square in the chest, with its own head no less!
Before the android even regained its cranium, however, the body would explode forward with stunning speed, hammering Wintoz with a quick roundhouse to the jaw! The Arcosian would fly sideways for a few meters, before digging his feet and a hand into the dusty ground below. It's fast I'll give it that. The Arcosian thought, straightening up. I better try pressing it hard, it seems to rely more on surprise and speed than out and out brawn.
Wintoz strategized.
Aura screaming, Wintoz would rush the android with blazing speed, attempting to drill several heavy strikes into the droid’s abdomen, before attempting firing a ki blast into its stomach, which would launch his foe into a nearby cluster of buildings and detonate if not avoided!
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Post by Android C on Feb 24, 2018 22:57:14 GMT -6
Feeling the world spinning as the head was tossed right back on into Android C's chest, the rusting robot sped forward to deliver a swift smash right into the jaw of Wintoz. Though, the hit really didn't register in the corrupted android's mind, as it felt the world was starting to fall apart. Reattaching its own head, it seemed that parts of his own vision was fading away, parts of the world just turning into complete void for the combatant. Even trying to focus on the opponent before him was a task in a half, as there was now a new crack in his own vision, creating a line of darkness which separated the Arcosian's upper body and lower body. Even in such a dismal state of mind, Android C felt that he was going to be no longer for this world.
He had nothing left to lose at this point, and did not want to die after such a long period of nothingness. Before being able to counteract the actions of the Space Lizard in front of him, the body of this android shuddered heavily with each impact to his body. Shards of metal flung off of his body with each impact, his ancient body unable to keep up with the stress of this situation. The warning programs which alerted the android to his own dismal state were blaring in numbers of few, as some of the alert programs were already dis-functioning and crashing in on themselves. The body of the android was flung back a good ten meters, as the bat droid's own taloned feet forced themselves to drag against the ground, one of the talons flying of from the force of being blasted back a little. Pitiful. This situation was utterly pitiful, and was starting to irritate the android with how horrid the situation was. Taking some time to itself with it's body twitching underneath it's own power, energy started to leak out.
Even with its own energy suppressors failing and its own energy being sensed by any detectors and sensors, Android C was not willing to relent nor give up. Something in its own coding would make him feel like a god damn failure if he turned tail to escape for the chance of survival. Rather, the line of logic he was following was that the only way to survive was to take down his target. His target.... Target Target TARGET TARGET! Eyes changing from crimson to a great cerulean, the violet energy leaking out of the android grew three-fold as his body shook more and more, trying to tap into its energy drive and put it into overdrive.
Opening its own mouth, Android C started to form an extremely bright and powerful energy blast, one that was three times as potent as his previous attack. With this attack, Android C could take down this Space Lizard. With this attack, C would survive. With this attack, he could win! The energy seeping out of its body grew brighter and larger, the form of the energy looking more erratic as the blast was just about erupt out of its mouth. But just moments before the attack was released, the eyes of C dimmed down to a full black, and all the energy escaped his body at once. His body frozen in motion once more, his form fell onto the ground and collapsed into shambles. His body twitched a little still, but his little attempt in activating his overdrive function failed completely, only succeeding in just depleting his reserves.
At this point, the state of body he was currently in was equated to essentially being on a One Percent charge. Shaking its body while trying to look up at Wintoz, it processed some of the language spoken earlier while saying out loud in such a garbled tone, unable to even realize if the opponent would be able to recognize the words spoken through the static, "R̵͞͡͝u̴̶̧̡͞d̡͟͞e̕͡͏̕͜.̷̴̡.̵̧.̢̧́̀͞ ̧̡̧͟͠ ̶̸̧̕͢Ŕ͟͜u̵̷̵͝d̢͘͠é̛͜.͏̨̨̕.̴̴̴.͞҉̷͢ ̛̕͝ ̡́͘͠͞F̛́i̶̸̧͏g̴̛͜h҉̀͝҉́t̡̛̕.̛̕͟.̵̨͏.̵̵̧ ̶̡̕͜͞ ̶̴̨̛̛Ẁ̵͝í͟͠l̸̸̵̀l͡͝.̡͝.̴̢̨.̸̨͟ ̡͘͞ ̸̡̀Ĺ̷̡͘͠o̢̧͞n̡͝g̵̡͟͠.̡͟͡.҉̵̨̀͠.҉̴̷̷̢ ̧̨̨͜ ̧̨́̀W͘͟͡í̢̨́s̸̸̨͘͟h͘̕͡.̴̧͝.̷̨͜.̢́̕͟ ̡͠ ̷̛L̷̷̢í̢͡v̕͢͡e̷҉̢́.̷̵̧́͡.̛̛͡͞.҉͏ ̡̀ ̷̨͘L̵͠͠o̵͜͝n̛͡g̸̨" Trying to keep himself active, Android C was shutting down some other functions of his, his entire form shaking and struggling to stay alive, to stay awake, to not return back to the void...
OOC: At this point, if you have scouters or energy sensing, you could feel Android C's energy reaching Overdrive levels, but he failed big time and soon shut back down to essentially 10 PL at this point. I didn't actually activate Overdrive, I just flavor used it for story purposes.
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