Lost and Found Jul 13, 2019 18:55:02 GMT -6
Post by Korla on Jul 13, 2019 18:55:02 GMT -6
| Korla PL: 16,000 |
Leaving Plant had been far more difficult than Korla had expected, not just the actual action of acquiring transport and not getting herself found out by the Saiyans, but the actual choice to leave, to even if just for a little while, abandon her home. It felt wrong, even if the Plant she knew was long dead and broken by the Saiyans it simply did not feel right to leave the ruins of the Capital unprotected, she had been forced to retreat during the war but it was always more a tactical choice, pulling out before the Saiyans could gain too much ground on them. This was in a way running from the enemy.
The only thing that made the bitter feeling more palatable was that she was not just running to protect herself, she was seeking others, the few remnants of the Tuffle race who had hopefully survived that she had extracted their departure data from her father’s computer system, of the few she had extracted however it was a simple choice to make on who she would seek out first. Duran.
Not only was he among the best warriors she knew, he was the person she trusted most, a friend, a chance at something approximating normalcy that she had been lacking for so long. It was amusing that their most fierce warrior was the one sent to the planet least interested in conflict. Namek was probably the best place for Duran, fewer chances for him to randomly encounter a Saiyan of absurd power, even armed with his Deston devices these new age Saiyans would be a danger to any of them.
Her pod made impact and Korla wasted no time pushing the hatch open even as the little medic droid on her shoulder beeped in alarm concerned by everything that was going on, it was NOT fond of these Saiyan ships but there was nothing Korla could do about it, stealing anything bigger would have been too great a risk.
“Beep” The medic droid finally calmed down its hectic series of concerned beeps giving way to something more coherent “Yes, we’re here for work, rebuilding forces” Korla explained earning a tilt of the body from the droid as it settled down. “Now lets see if this thing works right” Korla pulled out the scouter she had stolen and done a bit of work on, mostly to differentiate it as much as possible from the appearance standards of the Saiyans.
Her scouter picked up a signature near to where her data indicated Duran’s pod would deploy him, with hope he had set up base near there.
Korla Multipliers: x1