Same Planet, Different Story [Open] Jun 6, 2019 0:00:26 GMT -6
Post by Xanathrozza Guar on Jun 6, 2019 0:00:26 GMT -6
Same Planet, Different Story
As the Saiyan Kingdom’s radars began to plot a new blip on the map, the radio signal it pick up was the ship of the former king, rebranded into a remodelled ship. After Vocado handed it over, he made no mention of taking it back, so she took the liberty of upgrading it to full. Now it was stocked with weapons and healing chambers, as all good travel ships should. It was even regifted a new name: The Gualaxy Destroyer. While all these changes had been made, the radio signal proved the same. While it may be unwelcome to arcosians, the Saiyan Kingdom will most likely take note that Vocado has arrived… for a second time.
The now black and white ship extended it’s landing gear as it readjusted its fall speed to prepare for Namek’s atmosphere. There was only a single crew member inside, Xana herself, who had come on more personal affairs. She heard little of the group that came here already, but she had no clue on their actual goal. Figuring it was time for a pitstop, the engineer pulled the ship to the planet and landed it with a soft bounce with very little difficulty.
Strolling to the door, the Saiyaness checked to be sure she had everything with her. Interstellar communicator, galactic currency transference holder, keys, capsules, check. Now fully equipped with a set landing, a pair of sweatpants, and a “Mumbo For Best Girl” tee, Xana pulls out her scouter armlet and sets it onto her arm. The device blinks alive to the feeling of her heartbeat, and pulls up some notifications on recent events. Earth city under attack, Earth’s moon under attack, Earth under attack… Nothing new. There were also a few messages from some Kingdom members who were curious as to her whereabouts, but she just marked them as read and opened the hatch.
Xana tapped the screen a few times as she stepped down the steps, opening her messenger systems and checking to see if the old Kingdom group chat was still alive. Turns out, it was, and it was sparking with many more members. Xana smirked mischievously as she typed out a message, followed by an “everyone” tag, officially notifying them of her whereabouts. Now all of the important members of the Saiyan Kingdom would receive that she was on Namek. She expected to get very aggressive backlash, but more importantly, she expected to get company.
Xana reached into her pocket and pulled out a capsule pouch. Opening it up, she picked a green capsule marked with a W.D.U. and clicked the top before tossing it on the ground a few feet in front of her. As to be expected, a puff of smoke shot from the capsule to reveal a machine about 5 feet high with a touch screen, a radar subscreen, a satellite receiver and an umbrella stand. Walking up to the machine, the Saiyaness tested a few buttons. The buttons glew to life as she pressed them, and the screen shifted correspondingly. Soon, there was a list of coordinates popping up in multiple areas on the planet. “Oh, so they left my war stations open. Neat.” Turning to her arm, Xana pressed a few commands into the scouter until a radio frequency overtook the previous one. Before long, the static produced actual voices, clear as day. “Well what do ya know.” Xana smirked, closing her scouter and ending her broadcast.
ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy its a me