One Final Goodbye (Nashua) May 2, 2019 19:35:28 GMT -6
Post by Vocado on May 2, 2019 19:35:28 GMT -6
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There were a myriad of spaceports on Vegeta. Many of them were large and luxurious, featuring far more membership options and accommodations than any creature with a brain could ever hope to need, or even have time to use to full effect.
Some others were a tad more basic. Featuring the bare minimum required to be called a spaceport, these places were cheap enough for the common folk to actually use. Why Vocado was here, he still wasn't sure. Maybe it was to save a quick buck, or maybe to hide himself from Kayen's scouts, though surely she wasn't that keen on keeping an eye on him. No, perhaps instead he was hoping to leave the planet without running into anyone he knew.
Too many people he liked-- and a few he might have repressed feelings for-- were on Vegeta now. Nashua and Ramen, who he'd neglected to speak to in ages. Kalabas, who he'd failed miserably. Hell, even his own mother would be bothersome. Thankfully she was still in shock that the Super Saiyan legend was real.
The alien behind the screen coughed. "That'll be thirty zeni, kid."
It seemed Vocado had drifted off a bit. Losing himself in his own mind was a common occurrence these days.
Apologizing for the holdup, Vocado deposited his money into the slot and moved to his designated pad. The Rat's Worth Spaceport was as uninviting as they came, but at least the takeoff stations were clean.
Dropping his capsule onto the pad, it poofed with the usual flair, revealing the pod within. He'd stricken any Saiyan Kingdom markings from it at a repair shop known for dirty dealings. Not for lack of patriotism, of course. He simply felt it wasn't right to hold their flag high while he resented their leader so strongly. Until he felt ready to free the crown from such a horrid woman, he'd keep himself in exile.
As the pod hissed to life, Vocado couldn't help but wonder. Was this the right thing to do? To find a way to revive the Tree of Might? Surely not. Zucceta destroyed it herself, or at least that's what some historians say. Others say it was ripped from her grasp and crushed by the Kami, and others still suggest the Premier of Earth had it locked away to be studied until the end of days.
Whatever the case, returning an evil to the world would not be looked on by anyone as a noble deed. It was a mark of sin he'd have on his back forever. Had he considered it a year ago, the thought would have been driven from his mind in a moment from pride in his people. Saiyans are barbaric no longer, he heard himself say. His voice was fresher then. Less pain had befallen him.
With a dull sigh, he stepped onto the takeoff pad, and lowered himself slowly into the pod...