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Post by Yangcong on Jan 25, 2019 12:44:55 GMT -6
Nashua TarchBoth Fang and Yang had traverse through the planet and upon traveling they noticed a familiar individual who was just laying on the ground and based on her injuries, the battle was indeed intense on whoever did this to her. The both of them discovered that it was Nashua, an individual that they had contact with before and Yang was the one to tell Fang to retrieve her body and to save her life. While traveling back to one of their remote bases which had three large tents and ten SK soldiers stationed there. Just like the other places they have gone to, this base was also temporarily and not a permanent stay. The both of them entering one of the large tents and this being a medical tent and Fang placing her body on one of the medical beds and attaching her up to all of the medic stuff that is needed to heal a person up. Yangcong's doctor who worked directly under him was treating her wounds and restoring her back to good health. While she was knocked out, both Fang and Yang spoke to one another in whispers just far away from her. "Why exactly did you bring her here?""If we are able to save her life, she may not tell the Queen on what we were up to. Plus its in our best interest to save another saiyan kingdom who happens to be the second in command of the saiyan kingdom."Yangcong walked over to Nashua and the doctor who was taking care of her. "What's the update on the second of command here?""She's going to be alright. She took some serious damage, but just like all saiyans. They always recover from near death experiences.""I see, good work."He would casually lean on the metal pole that was one of the main ones that was holding up the tent and it being strong and sturdy. He looked to Nashua and then back at Fang. "Fang, did you prepare the meal for when she wakes up?"Fang nodded and poked his head out, looking at the abundance of food laid out and only one chair. He poked his head out and gave the thumbs up. Yangcong headed back to his office chair which was located in the same room and going over the abundance of paperwork that he had in front of him. Fang walking over to him and looking at the paperwork that he was working on now. "What exactly are you doing now?""I still have much needed work to do. We keep getting more assignments to do everyday. We don't have many people within our forces as it is."
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Post by Ramen on Jan 25, 2019 15:23:02 GMT -6
ANOTHER MEETING| Ramen's PL: 127,000 |
Annoyed wasn't quite the word for it. It wasn't even that long since Ramen had last been to the Saiyan Kingdom's remote northern base, but somehow in the intervening period between then and now, it had been completely blown to bits. As she stepped into the hollowed out remnants of the base, shoving open the malfunctioning front gate with some difficulty, it became rather clear what had happened: the damage was consistent with the damage that had been rendered in some of the battles she had in dense areas. Energy blasts left rather obvious holes punched through structures, and explosions... well, it's hard to miss them. "Okay, what the --" she started, looking round at length. "What even happened here!?"There was, predictably, no answer. The base was entirely empty with no sign of the recruits that had populated it when she had met with Vocado. The most obvious culprit here was the World Trade Fleet, but it was entirely possible this was the product of some brewing civil war she hadn't managed to curb. Either way, it wasn't good. She lidded her eyes and reached out with her senses, probing for someone -- anyone. It didn't take long for Nashua's signal to stand out to her. She would have answers, surely. *** After catching Nashua's energy signal, it didn't take long to find the camp she was located in. It looked like a Saiyan Kingdom outpost, but the fact that they had opted to camp out in the north rather than take shelter in the admittedly damaged base. But even a half-destroyed base offered more warmth than some dull tents. For once, she didn't waste time with protocol, touching down in the center of the camp and starting straight for the camp Nashua was situated in.
When she pushed open the entrance and stepped in just to see the woman unconscious, her gaze trained onto those nearby. To her misfortune, it was the old man with the bladder problem and his giant lion servant. "One of you had better explain what happened to Nashua and what you had to do with it," she bristled. "First the base is in shambles, and now you've got her passed out in some random tent?"
"You'd better have a good reason for having her here in this state, and an even better one for deciding to steal her away to a camp instead of one of our perfectly functional bases." She didn't even give him a chance to reply, and her annoyance was already growing. "Even if you are innocent, North City has HOSPITALS."
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Post by Tarch on Jan 25, 2019 22:24:53 GMT -6
Tarch PL: 100,000. Energy Setting 40,000
Tarch was just having a normal day in his house when his stepdad stepped out for some unknown reason, likely some work with the pride troopers or something similar. An hour or so later he went to do his homework, only to be interrupted by a big surge of familiar power. A few minutes later and the power got massive, similar to something he only felt once before. Then it died down, almost disappearing. The young hybrid was scared, the color draining from his face as he realized who that was.
“Nashua!” The half saiyan bolted from his chair, threw on his saiyan armor and sped out of his house. He took to the skies, leaving a cyan trail of energy behind him as he searched frantically for the older teen’s power. For a while, he sensed nothing, her power diminishing too small to be properly picked out among the random people of earth. Panic began to set in as Tarch frantically called out for his friend.
Then he felt it, it was still small but it was steadily rising back to a noticeable level. Tarch wasted no time speeding toward what looked like a random tent in the middle of nowhere. He also sensed another familiar power level, along with two unfamiliar ones.
“Ms. Ramen!” Tarch called out as he burst inside. The unknowing and naive teen figured that this was just a saiyan kingdom outpost and the only place Nashua could be brought to. He had no thought that the old man inside could be at all malicious. It didn’t help that he missed her little interrogation. “Is Nashua going to be ok?” he asked shakily, seeing her unconscious form. He wanted so badly to rush over to her but was worried he’d only make her injuries worse.
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Post by Nashua on Jan 26, 2019 0:27:25 GMT -6
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Nashua let out a groan as her consciousness finally returned to her. What the heck had happened...? There were lots of explosions, and a robot guy, and some fighting... The base had collapsed or something, and then that was the last thing she could remember. Her eyes blinked open, and she slowly sat up, and three familiar presences blurred into view. One of them was less familiar than the other two, but all three of them were a surprise to see. "Uhh..." she groaned as she looked back and forth between all three of them. "Hi, guys, uh, where are we?" She paused for a moment, and then horrified realization spread across her face. "Shit!" she exclaimed, standing straight up and darting her head around until she spotted her bag that had been laid off to the side, which she quickly dove for and violently zipped open.
The biggest sigh of relief she'd let out in her life was released when she found all five of the Dragon Balls gleaming back up at her. "Oh my god," she mumbled with a smile as she sat herself down and her head leaned back against the tent. "I think I would have just resigned if I lost these damn things again." A small smile spread across her face as she silently thanked the Android for leaving them in her care, then she realized she should probably address the other three people in the tent. "Oh, uh, sorry, things just got a little dicey surrounding, um, things," she gave a glance towards Ramen, who was the only person in the room she knew that knew about what she was up to on Earth. Not that she didn't trust Tarch, but she didn't trust Yangcong to know, and he was there, as well.
"This, um, robot guy named Sai tried to kill me to get his hands on some 'things'. Or, uh, didn't try to kill me? I don't know, we fought and there was a lot of powering up, and the base exploded..." Nashua paused for a second, as she fully remembered what had happened again: Oh. Yeah. She'd gone Super Saiyan. Was there an easy way to break that to them? Maybe it was easiest to just show them? Nashua wasn't sure if she was comfortable showing that off in front of the old man, though. "Uhh... Got my tail back!" she exclaimed as she turned to show her hindquarters, swishing the furry appendage back and forth energetically. "What else..." The Saiyan twiddled her thumbs as she thought about whether or not to show it off, before settling on maybe not. What if she just blew something up by accident?
"Thaaat's about it. What are you all doing here?"
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Post by Yangcong on Jan 26, 2019 1:03:53 GMT -6
The paperwork that he was going over was rather difficult to assign his new recruits for he didn't know them all quite well when it came to one on one, rather he relied on their resumes to speak for them. Which when it comes to situations like that, 9 times out of 10 the applicant knows someone who gave them this job. The reason for individuals wanting this type of job is that the money was good and most of the time they never asked where the paycheck is coming and why they are listed as a public servant officer instead of undercover officer for the saiyan kingdom. Nevertheless, Yangcong looked over the applicants motivation for wanting the job and instead gave them simple assignments to start off with, like spying on a low time criminal and gather intel. Just when he was about to kick off his boots and take a nap, a woman had rushed into his quarters and began screaming. Just who the hell did she think she was to just barge in like this. Then he remembered that it was the nice woman at the coffee shop. Though upon realizing that Nashua was her friend, he had put two and two together as he grabbed his cane which was really a stick and using it to stand to his feet as he looked at her with a serious facial expression as she wanted answers as to why Nashua was here to begin with.
"Well to start things off, we found her at the middle of a saiyan kingdom base that was blown to pieces. and for the record, this was the closest facility that we could bring her to. All other saiyan kingdom bases that are official, are much farther than our base. And what do you mean steal her away? Myself and Fang over here saved her life. She was severely injured and we rushed over here as quickly as we could. We even had our best doctor on scene to heal her injuries. She is the second of command for the saiyan kingdom and bright and smart woman who shouldn't die so young. Now not to worry, I already have my scouts and other agents looking into the person who did this."
He would walk back over to his desk and find the paperwork and showing it to her. With the time and date, along with the location on where it happened.
"I'm going to be sending this to HQ on vegeta, along with the bases that we have here on Earth. and no disrespect to you humans, but i'm not going to take a saiyan whose life is in danger to a human hospital. I may not have years of experience when it comes to fighting like most saiyans have, but I do have the knowledge when it comes to saving someones life and that I also have the best medical staff that this planet has to offer. After all, they are the ones who take care of me when I have been sick and my overall health."
He would catch a breather as he walked over to Tarch and smiled at him.
"Not to worry son, she's in safe hands. She's a strong warrior after all."
Nashua had then awakened from her slumber and she looked like she had lost something desperately. Before Yangcong could ask what was wrong, she opened her bag and showed the dragon balls and that they all were still there. Yangcong was rather confused, yes he had heard of the legends of wishes and of the balls, but wondered why she had those in her possession. He casually ignored the balls and went back to what was most important right now, the information on who did this.
"Nashua, allow me to explain to you what happened. Both Fang and I, found you at the middle of a ruin saiyan kingdom base. The base was in utter shambles and we had to bring you here to my base in order to save your life. My medical team was able to heal you and stitch you up. You have nothing to worry about. Now then, I have prepared a full course meal for yourself so that you can get back your energy, along with your friends here who can also enjoy it as well."
When she had said the man's nickname, along with him being a robot, only one individual appeared in his mind and that was Saizo that he had met before. He wasn't sure if this was the same man. So he began to ask her questions.
"Tell me something Nashua, what did this man look like? his hair, clothing? If you give me the details, I can write the report up and send it to the Kingdom in order to track this man down. The more description you give me the better."
He looked at her with a serious facial expression and then at the others afterwards.
"Enjoy the meal that is right outside you three, I know you all must be hungry."
Yangcong went back to his office desk and began to look over some more paperwork, putting on his square glasses and reading over some of the paperwork. Fang on the other hand had remained silent and stood beside Yangcong and with his arms to his back.
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Post by Ramen on Jan 27, 2019 0:24:55 GMT -6
ANOTHER MEETING| Ramen's PL: 127,000 |
Ramen was quite occupied with fuming, and so she didn't even notice Tarch until he raised his voice. She blinked when she looked over at the boy, her expression momentarily softening. She hadn't seen him since Namek, but somehow it felt like it had been a little more recent than that. Probably because she met with his mother than one time. "Oh, hey there -- I'm uh, guessing you're here for the same reason as me..." her eyes flicked back to the unconscious Nashua. "I think she's going to be fine... I mean, I just got here, but she's resilient, so--"
Before she could carry on with her explanation, one grounded mostly in wishful thinking, Nashua herself stirred. Ramen let out a sharp sigh of relief at that, the tension in her shoulders finally evaporating. "You got attacked by a robot -- and he wanted..." she muttered, trying to follow along with the story. It didn't make a whole lot of sense to her, but at this point, she was just happy that Nashua hadn't actually been kidnapped by that old raisin. At least she seemed to have her tail back, which was made abundantly clear by her little display. "Look, don't worry about what happened for now, okay? Just try to get more rest. If you're going to be trying to get the rest of the Dragon Balls still, you're gon'na need it. But uh... take a few days off, please. Get used to having your tail back -- congratulations on that, by the way! Just... don't show it off like that to everyone..."
Although she offered her congratulations, her mind was truthfully elsewhere. She had a strong temptation to just reach over and try to shatter one of those accursed artifacts. That would certainly save a lot of trouble in the future, along with the risk of Nashua getting hurt. For the third time. But her train of thought was broken, perhaps fortunately, as she turned to deal with the old man. She listened for the most part, but found herself tuning out at times. When all was said and done, she only really had one thing to say.
"... Yeah, well. No offense to your ego, but the best medical staff on the planet isn't in an unofficial Saiyan tent city in the middle of nowhere."
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Post by Tarch on Jan 27, 2019 15:44:44 GMT -6
“Y-yeah," Tarch nodded to Ramen, "I was at my stepdad’s house when I felt Nashua’s energy flare up nearby. It was weird though,” the hybrid looked at the unconscious saiyan, remembering the proceeding event. “I didn’t sense anyone else around.” Really the more he thought about it the stranger it was. Tarch knew two people that he couldn’t sense, and both were androids. One was Cobalt, but he couldn’t hurt a fly. The other was his stepfather. But he would never hurt someone like Nashua right?
Luckily he wouldn’t get to dwell on it for too much longer. Tarch let out a relieved sigh when Nashua opened her eyes. It took everything he had not to just tackle Nashua to the ground right then and there. “Nashua!” Instead, he settled on a slow approach, gently putting a hand on her arm. It seemed she was more or less ok, and definitely coherent enough to explain what happened. The problem arose when she named her attacker.
“No way…” Tarch’s face went stark white, his aura firing up for a split second. He began to panic when the old man began to ask her to describe him. “Wait!” the hybrid blurt out, hoping to stop Nashua before she had a chance to do so. He then realized that he must have looked a little strange shouting out for no reason in a medical tent. So instead he opted to try and reach out telepathically. First, he had to say something to counteract his little outburst.
“Nashua just woke up. Maybe we should let her recover a bit first? I think food sounds really good right about now!” With that Tarch would shuffle awkwardly from the tent to where the elderly man pointed for meals. Of course, with possible murder on the mind Tarch barely had an appetite for once, only picking at small bits of whatever he was served. It also didn’t help that Ramen brought up a good point. How could a medical tent in the middle of nowhere possibly be the ideal place to receive any form of treatment. On top of that, just who is that old man? These were all questions for later, for now, he had something far more important.
“Nashua. That android you fought. Pretty tall, long silver hair, fights like a ninja am I right?” He didn’t need to ask, there wasn’t a doubt in Tarch’s mind that she was referring to the robotic husband of Kohlra. “Please don’t tell him. At least not yet. I just want to know… did my stepdad really try to kill you?” He had to make sure the entire saiyan kingdom didn’t try to hunt Saizomaru down for attempted murder.
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Post by Nashua on Jan 29, 2019 17:16:17 GMT -6
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"Uh," Nashua mumbled as she was quickly approached by the old man, her posture assuming a slightly defensive stance. The last time she'd seen him, he'd been trying to recruit her for a plot to dethrone and destroy Kayen, and that was before she'd had any sort of impressive power to speak of. Now she was suddenly capable of destroying planets with the flick of her wrist and some slight concentration. That kind of info was probably not something she should just be throwing out to whoever, much as she wanted to show Ramen and Tarch her newfound power. Maybe that'd get Ramen off her back a little, too. "Thanks, Yangcong, I suppose," she replied after he finished his long winded explanation of how she had gotten inside this little tent. Ramen's response was a bit more hostile, though. Seemed like she didn't totally trust the guy, either.
As the redhead turned to argue with the old man, Nashua's head received a message from a familiar voice, and she glanced over to Tarch, still startled by his sudden entry into her mind, but less so than the previous few times. "Yyyep, that sounds about right," she thought back, surprised at how accurate a description Tarch had been able to come up with. But when he mentioned that Sai was his stepdad of all people, Nashua was caught off guard. "Uhh," she paused for a second, a concerned expression on her face as she looked over towards the young hybrid. He had an... Interesting family situation, to say the least. "Well... Sort of. He started attacking me for the Dragon Balls, but I think he was just trying to instigate me, for some reason. And then, uh, other stuff happened, too. I'll show you later, I think."
Returning her attention to the conversation that was verbally spoken, Nashua shook her head at Yangcong. "Actually, you know what? I think my memory is a little fuzzy," she began with a chuckle, "I might've been mistaking him for uh, someone I saw in one of those animes on television a few nights ago. Why don't we go eat, first?" She was hungry, but she also wasn't sure if she totally trusted a 'full course meal' that had been haphazardly prepared by an old man in the middle of the mountains at a small camp. A large camp might have made it sound a bit more plausible, she supposed. "Er... How cold is it outside? We could just bring the food in here."
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Post by Yangcong on Jan 30, 2019 13:18:58 GMT -6
Yangcong listened to what everyone had to say, so he raised to his feet while looking at Nashua who wanted the food be brought in. So Yangcong began to telepathically speak to his crew members.
"Bringing one of everything inside the tent for Nashua and her friends."
Just then when the seconds were passing and the crew was moving about, a massive plate of a more than a full meal would come in to the three of them. The three soldiers would leave the wheeled cart of food for the three of them inside the room. They would leave promptly and Yangcong looking to the three of them with a smile.
"Enjoy your meals. and Nashua if you remember who it was who did this, let me know. We have to work together when it comes to the protection of the Kingdom"
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Post by Ramen on Jan 31, 2019 11:37:55 GMT -6
ANOTHER MEETING| Ramen's PL: 127,000 |
Not being able to sense Nashua's opponent was a little concerning. She could remember a similar sensation with the strange girl she and Vocado had encountered outside of then-Badman city, but the had never had the chance to follow up. Somehow, she doubted it was the same person, but it may have been the same technique at play. "I can conceal my energy," she began with a faint frown. "But I can't fight like that. So if that's the case, this guy is probably a lot better than me... erm, at energy control, at least."
The idea of an entirely invisible warrior capable of defeating Nashua didn't sit particularly easy with Ramen, but at least it sounded like he -- this 'Sai' -- didn't have a mind to actually kill, given Nashua seemed perfectly fine now, and had even escaped with her Dragon Balls still on her. Either way, those questions would need to wait as Nashua and the old man both turned their attention to food. There was something remarkably sketchy about a full-course meal being delivered by a strange old man in the middle of nowhere, and so Ramen buried whatever hunger she might have had and shook her head.
"I'm not sure if I'm hungry right now," she said, hanging back with her arms crossed over her chest. She flashed Nashua a meaningful look, but didn't say anything directly on the topic. "-- Anyways. It sounds like the Kingdom is pretty well protected as it is if he didn't take anything. The damage to the base is unfortunate, but very fixable."
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Post by Tarch on Jan 31, 2019 20:55:07 GMT -6
Tarch didn’t nod, he didn’t shake his head, he didn’t even move. Why would Saizomaru only try to instigate her? He didn’t even think anything of the food brought to him, still picking at it, putting small bits into his mouth without any thought. Maybe it would be better to ask the man himself? Tarch then heard Ramen bringing up the scary prospect of fighting an opponent whose power you can’t sense. Being someone who relied heavily on his inner senses, Tarch could only shudder to think of how an actual fight with his stepdad would be. He figured he could at least say that much though.
“I’ve met a couple people like that. They were robots or something like that. When I fought them I couldn’t sense them at all. It was rough. I think I also met an alien on Namek who could do that… unless he was a robot alien.” Tarch could remember way back when he spared against his friend Cobalt. It was so difficult to tell what he was going, it gave the android the upper hand. Ramen then went on to explain that the saiyan kingdom was well protected, even if their earth base was now a wreck. All the while Tarch would be stewing over why two people he cared about would want to fight to the death. He continued eating, having no real reason to doubt the food in front of him.
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Post by Nashua on Feb 1, 2019 2:06:36 GMT -6
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No sooner had Nashua suggested they all eat in the relative shelter of the tent than a bunch of Saiyan Kingdom soldiers all brought in a bunch of dishes, setting them up properly in front of the four Saiyans - er, three Saiyans and Ramen - to eat to their hearts' content. "Uh, yes, of course," Nashua replied to Yangcong's comment about 'the protection of the Kingdom'. Wasn't he the one who wanted to try and get some kind of uprising going against Kayen? That sure wasn't very protective of the Kingdom. If Nashua had been more power hungry, perhaps she would have been more open to participating, possibly convincing Yangcong to let her sit upon the throne after the dust had settled, but really, she just wanted to go home and see her family again. And take a freaking break from all the fighting for a while.
"Yeah, he was a tough fighter," Nashua replied as she began to delve into the food in front of her, seemingly forgetting about her previous caution for the edibles as she took a big bite out of some meat. It took her a moment to chew and swallow, until she continued, "But, I actually beat him back pretty well! It was looking like I was gonna win, actually, but then, I uh, ran out of energy and he got me from behind. Kind of unfortunate, actually." She paused to glance back over at her carrying sack, which was still full of the slightly heavy magic balls. "But at least he didn't get his hands on my Dragon Balls, right? At this rate, I'll be able to revive the rest of the Kingdom in no time, maybe even within just a few weeks!" A big smile spread across her face at the thought, then she dug back into the food.
Nashua had no idea what Ramen and Tarch were talking about, though. "I dunno what the issue is," she said after swallowing another mouthful, giving her scouter a light but firm tap. "I could track him and his power level just fine! He sat at a hundred thousand in his base form, then jumped up to nine hundred thousand, and then again to over a million! He was pretty dang powerful. I think only Ramen is higher! And, well," Nashua paused for a second, eyeing Yangcong as she debated whether or not it was worth the risk. ...Ah, what the hell, what could he do? "Well, one second." Nashua stood herself up and then focused. How exactly was she to go Super Saiyan again? "Hmm..."
The Saiyan let out a small grunt as she clenched her fists and tightened every muscle in her body to try and flare up the transformation. It probably looked weird to the other three, though. That method didn't seem to be working, though. How had she done it before, again? Sai had been threatening to kill everyone she knew, and was swinging a blade at her neck. Right. Recreating that didn't seem too feasible. "Ookay, okay," she mumbled while letting out a breath of air, shaking her wrists out. Nashua took a moment to focus her ki throughout her body - that was probably the key over flexing out her muscles. Her ki coursed through her body, building, flowing, increasing, until...
Bam! Nashua's ki burst out exponentially, and the same golden flare returned to her hair, her eyes going from their bright gold to an icy blue. "Ha! I did it! I knew it wasn't just a one time fluke!" she exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear as she proudly folded her arms across her chest. "What do you all think? I'm a real deal Super Saiyan! Pretty cool, huh? This is how I fought off that guy for so long! ...And did so much damage to the base!"
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OOC NOTES: Nashua shows off her Super Saiyan (x15T)!
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Post by Yangcong on Feb 1, 2019 8:12:28 GMT -6
Yangcong was out and about just watching the three of them mingle. He stayed silent until Nashua decided to show her super saiyan transformation. Yangcong's jaw had dropped in mere shocked and upon witnessing the transformation, he immediately got a flashback of his childhood. His father being an officer in the army and telling his son to quit acting in order to one day become a solider and eventually become a super saiyan. However Yangcong never liked violence at all during his youth so he missed out on the opportunity. His mind went from the past and back to the present as he stared at her transformation and her new tail.
"This is absolutely amazing..."
Even though Yangcong couldn't sense ki or didn't have a working scouter at all, anyone could feel the immense power that she had like she could blow up a planet with it. Yangcong's men and himself were in mere shock and they all couldn't move including himself. Fang also witnessing this and standing beside Yangcong with a smirk.
"Yangcong maybe you should acquire this transformation and actually go to the gym and get strong."
He had chuckled and Yangcong looked to Fang with a clenched fist. He then ignored the insult and looked back to the three of them.
"What will you do with this new found power Nashua? The WTF have been moving in silence. My scouts have confirmed that they haven't shown their hand yet."
He then looked to Ramen and Tarch, having a strong bond with her he assumed that they also had the power that she has.
"The three of you have done your duties for the Kingdom. We have to start now to formulate a plan in order to crush the WTF! It wasn't that long ago that I went to planet Raiti, a place where known criminals were at. Anyone who was born there all they know is criminal activities and while I was there I learned something interesting. All they wanted was to change the world for the better. So that others wouldn't be born in places like that. I guess I finally understand where the Queen is coming from. Nashua. Please forgive me for my words earlier. I was speaking not from experience but from the nature and peace living world that I grew up on.
We didn't have to fear about wars during my time in my youth...I was scared that... "
Yangcong looked out in the distance for a brief moment and then back at them.
"She would of done what the last King that got the planet invaded did... I'm just glad that isn't the case and I am humbly sorry for my words Nashua."
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Post by Ramen on Feb 2, 2019 22:34:19 GMT -6
ANOTHER MEETING| Ramen's PL: 127,000 |
Any thought to the mysterious fighter that Nashua had squared off with evaporated from Ramen's mind the second her power burst. When she started her display, she had half-expected it to be something closer to what she herself had used on Namek. Certainly, that was what she had in mind when she suggested Nashua find another route to power to begin with. But the energy that came from her when she released her ki, her hair turning the same golden-yellow that Kayen's had... even without her confirmation, it was clear now that she too had become a Super Saiyan.
That made three, all in quick succession.
At first, Ramen found herself staring at the woman. She wasn't quite shocked, but she was surprised. If anyone could unlock power like this, it would be Nashua. But at the same time... these were the warriors Banzo had once waxed poetic about. And now, his two best friends had achieved the very thing he had once found himself striving towards. Ramen was certain that if there was some way he was some way he could see them now, he would be proud. And she was, too.
"... You're really impressive," she offered, in a small voice. There was no need to get dramatic with her here. She knew the weight of her accomplishment without needing to be told. "I'm proud of you, Nashua. You really did it, huh?"
It took several long moments before she finally tilted her attention towards Yangcong, who had begun to speak again. She shut her eyes and released an irritated breath: though she gave him her attention for now, her patience for him was wearing thinner and thinner with each new meeting. He had never crossed her exactly, but... well, just because he wasn't an enemy doesn't mean he wasn't annoying. She crossed her arms across her chest and remained still, waiting until he had finished completely before speaking.
"... we don't need to formulate a plan at all," she replied, shortly. "Nashua and I can handle that on our own. Although I appreciate the enthusiasm, there are lot of... variables to consider. If we need advice on something relating to Raiti, we may call on you. But high-level planning happens, well. At high levels."
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Post by Tarch on Feb 2, 2019 23:36:04 GMT -6
“OVER A MILLION?!” The young hybrid found himself blurting out. He knew his stepfather was strong, but that was insane. Tarch never had a scouter, so he never really had a way to quantify power levels. But if he was two hundred thousand against Nashua, that meant Sai was at least five times stronger. Then came another question, how did the older teen manage to fight him off so well? The answer would quickly come.
Once again Tarch was overwhelmed by the feeling of sheer power, this time radiating from Nashua. He gazed at her in awe, taking a moment to look around all sides of her. There was no denying it. Blonde spikey hair, golden aura, and power beyond anything he’d felt before. It was just like Vocado. Nashua was without a doubt a Super Saiyan.
“Woah… You’re a super saiyan too!? That’s literally awesome!” Tarch was beside himself. Not only was this the second super saiyan he’d seen, but now he could actually see one up close. Just like last time though, he could feel his saiyan half crying out in a way, begging to attain the same power. Then, of course, his human half reminded him that as a hybrid he likely wouldn’t be able to. “Man… What does it feel like Nashua?”
Before Tarch would receive his answer, the old man would come back to give his own compliments. He then went to say how now would be the perfect time to strike against the World Trade Fleet, seeming to include the teen in the mix. Tarch instantly backed away, wanting nothing to do with any war plans. Luckily Ramen would give the official ‘no’ to the man. Still, Tarch felt like he should make his own voice heard in the matter. “Yeah and I’m not actually a part of this! I had enough of that on Namek ok! I don’t want any more part in fighting the world trade federation or fleet or whatever!” Tarch’s own aura began to flare up, remembering the horrors he’d seen on Namek. He then also remembered he actually was going to get involved with the fleet once more on earth. “Look, I’m going to help Mr. Kalabas save Belle but after that, I don't think I can fight those guys anymore. After Namek… After Namek, I just can’t. I’m sorry.” Tarch turned away from the group. Right now all he wanted to do was gush to the super saiyan in the room, but now he was far more deflated. “Besides, I can’t do that,” he noted pointing at Nashua, “I’m only half saiyan. For all I know I’m just not able to at all.”
Energy Setting: 60,000. Tarch is gettin upset
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