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Post by Zhalla on Aug 17, 2019 1:44:13 GMT -6
Zhalla's PL: 20,000
The sun had only just started to rise from its bed on the horizon, filling the young day with its orange rays and that was just the way a certain orange haired Saiyan liked it. Chucking her swimmers on and grabbing a board, she'd headed to the beach extra early today to spend some time to herself and soak some sun in before having to need to return home. Returning right now was the last thing on her mind though as she sat atop a watermelon themed beach towel, tossing her lazily tied up hair over her shoulder. Some early morning sun first, catching some waves next. Going this early in the morning wasn't what most would consider the best time to go to the beach, but it certainly had its perks for Zhalla, like how empty it was at this time of the day which provided her with some peace and quiet as well as a bit of privacy, she tended to wear anything that would provide enough cover for her back to shield away the scars it bared but today she figured she'd be at the beach so early that nobody else would be around to ask about them so she was safe to wear whatever she wanted this time around. A nice change even if it was just for a short while. Sitting up properly for a moment she'd snap out of her thoughts long enough to remember that she should probably apply some sunscreen before going in the water or continuing to laze on the sand, so she'd rummage through her beach bag and pull out a bottle before starting to apply it, she wasn't one to easily burn but better to be safe then sorry, sunburn wasn't something she wanted when constantly around kids who could easily bump into her often. |
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Post by Nero on Aug 23, 2019 7:47:08 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
Usually, Nero had a super early start to his days. However, something was different today. It was a rare occasion that Nero got up super early on his days off, and this was one of them. It was quite a nice day outside just in general— but in the Southern Tropics particularly— and Nero wanted to experience it. After sorting out who would be most able to look after Pankaa for a few hours since the young Avali was quite an early bird himself, Nero once again left his home. He scooped up his scouter and small wireless headphones, he was of course also wearing summer oriented clothing; just a blue v-neck short sleeved shirt, knee length shorts, sand friendly sneakers and ankle socks with his hair neatly tied back was all he needed to have sorted out.
Nero quickly made his way to the Southern Tropics. He knew a fantastic ice-cream parlor there that would be open... in about three hours, but at least he would be the first customer of the day if he was lucky! Other than that, It was certainly a unique experience to witness a few empty beaches for a while. Nero turned on the music app in his scouter, linked it to his headphones and started playing some songs on shuffle.
At some point Nero was simply in his element; out in the world on an adventure just like he used to do all the time as a youth. As a result, he just started to dance as he walked along the beach, giving absolutely zero shits if anyone actually ended up seeing him, he was just spacing out in his own little mental bubble.
It wasn’t like he had anything to be truly embarrassed about anyway, he was actually quite good at dancing.
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Post by Zhalla on Aug 23, 2019 8:25:52 GMT -6
It'd be only moments after she'd started applying sunscreen to her skin that Zhalla would pause as she heard someone else's footsteps going across the sand nearby her. She had come early for the sake of privacy and having the beach to herself for a short while but she should've guessed there'd be others thinking in a similar fashion to her on that, or here at this time for other reasons of their own anyway. She'd give a light sigh at the thought but it was just one other person, right? No big deal she could handle at least that.
Looking up and brushing loose strands of orange hair out of her face, she'd notice who the steps belonged to and was rather surprised to see it was a familiar face! It was the Saiyan who'd brought the kids back home a lot of joy with the pancake breakfast he'd sorted for them! Nero! This would put a smile on her face which she'd allow to stay since the other saiyan seemed pretty occupied with himself for the moment or at least so it seemed. Zhalla could admire his confidence to dance let alone do so in a public space without a care in the world, it was charming in its own way to her but she did her best to look back and focus on continuing to apply her sunscreen for a few moments more, letting Nero continue his moves in peace.
And yet... She still found herself tempted to look back and eventually she let herself do so. Setting down the sunscreen bottle for the moment as she could continue applying it later, she'd lean back and watch the other Saiyan simply bust a move for a few more moments, leaning one hand against her beach towel beneath her while the other rested against the side of her hip. Zhalla of course couldn't just let Nero have all the fun forever though, and eventually called out to him, not even sure if he'd hear her over his music; "Damn, I didn't know I would get a live performance for coming here this early, shoot- if I knew earlier I would've come a lot sooner that's for sure" The Saiyan wouldn't try to hide her smiles this time around or at least not as much, but she did grab the sides of her towel and pull it up to cover up her back for the moment, letting it rest around her shoulders. "Will you be here the same time tomorrow Sir? I could get used to coming here this early if I get a show like that each day, hah~" Letting go of the towel she'd instead cover her back by simply laying back on it, pulling her knee's up a little before crossing one leg over the other. "Wasn't expecting you to be here Nero, it's good to see you again but don't let me interrupt you, you sure look like you're having a blast"
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Post by Nero on Aug 26, 2019 7:25:50 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
Continuing his confident train of slick moves, Nero danced his way around a few sand dunes, over several stacks of scattered boulders lodged deep in the sand in a fluid fashion. If he wasn’t obviously just dancing given what he was wearing, there could have been a very slim chance that he would be mistaken for a martial artist going through the motions... Indeed, there was still a natural warrior of some sort sleeping within Nero, even if he never wanted to admit it anymore.
At some point he too noticed a familiar face— that of Zhalla, that confident caretaker from the orphanage that Nero personally delivered a stack of breakfast pancakes to. While he was happy to see her, her presence didn’t deter him from dancing away; he didn’t give a damn who was watching after all, friend or not. In the middle of his dancing, Nero saw a proper opportunity to at least wave to Zhalla. “Yo!” He chuckled, deciding to play along with her little quip. “Well if I knew I’d have an audience to my goofy silent solo dance musical, I would’ve printed at least one ticket. As for encores, who knows!”
Coming to a stop, Nero set his arms akimbo, looking out towards the ocean, and there his gaze lingered for a few seconds. “Yeah, I didn’t expect to run into anyone for at least a few more hours, but what’re you gonna do.” He said, turning to face Zhalla. “So, are you something of a beach fan? Most people I know have a whinge about sand being annoying, but—” Nero leaned over and scooped up some sand in one hand. “— I think sand is cool, watch this.” With a little bit of concentration, a sharp flash of dull grey-blue Ki erupted around Nero’s hand, the heat of this sudden tiny burst turning the clump of sand into a little glass sculpture with weird patterns in it! “Its like that glass blowing stuff people do, only wayyyy cooler just wayyyy less practical or useful, aheh~. I used to do this all the time with my sis—” He abruptly cleared his throat. “— without supervision when I was a kid on my home planet. Kinda like a lil punk rebel, yanno.”
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Post by Zhalla on Aug 26, 2019 8:26:31 GMT -6
Indeed the other Saiyan's moves were quite impressive almost seeming to be more then just dance even, but Zhalla would bite her tongue on comment on such just yet though she did wonder just how he learn such moves in the first place. Her presence didn't seem to stop him nor did her first comment either and when he waved in the middle of his moves she would make sure to wave back before smiling and shaking her head lightly. "Ah well, there's always next time Hmm?"
"You too huh" She was right in thinking she wasn't alone on her reasoning for coming down here in the first place. "Oh well, at least the company is friendly and familiar, right?" Who knows, maybe it would end up being better then coming here alone for a few hours or so. When Nero asked her if she was a beach fan she'd glance aside for a moment in thought, "I suppose you could say that? I enjoy coming to here from time to time, for multiple different reasons" She'd look out to the water for a moment before looking to the other saiyan as he scooped up some sand. "It can be a bother, but it can be fun as well, I like how soft it can be sometimes" She'd say as she ran a hand over the top of the sand nearby her towel while watching Nero's trick, which turned a clump of sand into a glass figure of some sort, causing Zhalla to tilt her head lightly. "Huh, neat" She'd smile lightly before looking back to the sunscreen bottle she had still laying out. "I'm sure it has its uses somewhere, just maybe somewhere we're not aware of yet. As for if I'm a beach fan, I suppose I am, I do enjoy the water and catching some waves every now and then too, you ever surfed?"
The way he cleared his throat after having mentioned that it was something he did with his sister back on their home planet as children made Zhalla raise her scarred eyebrow lightly. "Oh I know all about being a 'punk rebel' kind of kid, heh, oh yes" She'd sit up a little and look a little puzzled, "Wait- Making glass sculptures from sand was rebellious for you growing up?" Resting both hands behind her on the towel to prop her top half upright she'd smile again, "You would've been an angel to look after if that was what you did to be rebellious, I wish some of the kids back home were on that level" She'd chuckle lightly before laying back down, deciding it best to not draw attention to the sister part, he did remind her of someone in appearance but that was his business to bring forward.
"So, home planet huh? Are you Vegeta born too by any chance or nah?" Zhalla grabbed the bottle of sunscreen with her orange tail, wrapping it around the body of the bottle. "I was born on Vegeta myself, but Earth raised- Oh! How's that little guy in your care going by the way?" She'd grab the bottle of sunscreen from her tail and started to put more on for the areas she had missed beforehand, before then looking to Nero and offering it out to him, sun protection was important afterall! "Need any?"
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Post by Nero on Aug 27, 2019 6:04:39 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
“Yeah for sure, with any luck.” Nero began to wind down and do some light post-workout type stretches. “Friendly company is the best kind, for sure. To be honest I would have gotten bored eventually, if I wanted to be proper alone I’d have just.. I dunno, gone to the mountains or something?” He added with a lazy shrug, thinking that beaches don’t get enough praise from more people.
“The way I see it, sand has a lot of uses, a lot of potential.” Nero said, smirking at Zhalla’s reaction to his little display of Ki useage. “Case in point— it’s used in glass making in a professional sense or sandcastles for fun. There are other options but I feel like my point is made.” Nero mused, looking over the small impromptu grey-blue spiky glass sculpture that he ended up making. “The uhh, thing is I kinda... Diiid this to about fifty meters worth of sand surface at a tiiime, soooo..” Nero chuckled, nervously adjusting his shirt collar. “Not the safest of things for a laser powered kid to be doing. Didn’t stop me though, clearly.”
For a short moment, Nero pondered over Zhalla’s question, his brow furrowed with intense thought. “Teeeechnicallyyyy yesss?” He began, finding his own answer quite humorous. “If you count me being stood on a flat boulder and thrown across a lake like a skipping stone by my dad. Other than that, I get the principles behind it, I bet you I could learn it pretty quick if I tried to get into it. Why d’you ask? Do you surf? That’s pretty cool!” Nero gave a big grin, betting that the kids Zhalla took care of would think the same thing.
“I feel like that’s just a thing with us Saiyans, the whole super stubborn punk thing that doesn’t ever seem to go away.” Nero snickered, shaking his head at Zhalla’s following question. “Nah, nah, like I said I did it to lots more than just a handful, unsupervised the whole time, because I decided to sneak away or tell a little fib to go do stuff like that. Maybe I wasn’t the worst, but I doubt I was an angel. Though it is very kind of you to say~” There was also a chance that Nero was absolutely useless at sneaking out as a kid, because his mother always had this knowing look on her face, he fully considered this was a possibility, but in the end he was grateful that his parents weren’t super invasive helicopter types.
“Nah, I wasn’t born on Vegeta; on a way far out planet, away from basically... Everything, really. Something about my great great grandmother not wanting to deal with the climate of Vegeta at the time, long story.” Plus Nero never felt the need to bring up his ‘royal’ blood, it felt weird to him, coasting on the achievements of others before him. His expression brightened when Zhalla asked about Pankaa. “Oh, he’s doing great! I brought him to some friends that did an important medical procedure to do away with his atmosphere condition; so he feels a lot better, and it’s safer for him to be outside.” Nero raised a brow at Zhalla’s offer of sunscreen, and shook his head. “Nah, I already sorted that out, but thanks!”
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Post by Zhalla on Aug 30, 2019 8:06:28 GMT -6
Zhalla let off a light spluttered sort of laugh when Nero pointed out that he was doing the glass trick on meters worth of sand, which she was quick to try and recoil back into more of a chuckle. "You should see some of the things the kids back home do, but yeah that could easily be rather dangerous" Nero seemed rather nervous about it but she honestly found it rather amusing, everyone did something out of line growing up it helped you learn some of the most important lessons or so she thought at least. "Speaking of though, what're you gonna do with that little sculpture now then?"
"Pffft-" The Saiyan would sit upright after hearing his comment on being thrown across a lake while standing on a flat boulder, "Your dad sounds like a riot, but no, doesn't count, I said surf not skipping stones~" When he asked if she surf she'd shrug lightly, "A little, from time to time, I brought my board actually" She'd motion her head towards the coloured board resting atop the sand beside her towel. "I think you'd like it, it's sort of like dancing on the waves"
Zhalla felt like he had a point on the part about Saiyans and being stubborn. "Not saying you were completely innocent, no kid ever really is when it comes to being cheeky from time to time and causing mischief, but-" She paused for a moment and looked away. She had half a thought to mention that she herself had done arguably a lot worse considering what she had done in her youth but, well they were both relaxed and having a good time and she didn't want to really ruin that with bringing up something like that, "Ah nevermind, I'm sure you also know people who've done worse things in their youth as well, even some you consider friends. I honestly see it as part of growing up really"
"Oh? I see" It did surprise her to hear he wasn't from Vegeta but there were plenty of Saiyans who weren't. "That's understandable" Zhalla would nod and figured either Nero himself didn't know more then that or didn't want to bring up anything more then what he already had either way she respected him enough to not pry further. When he answered her question about the child in his care though it made her smile to hear just how happy he was about the little guy, he seemed proud of him but not in the snobby sort of way. "I'm glad you were able to do that for him, sounds like he'll be able to live a lot more peacefully and easily here now thanks to your you and your friends work"
When he turned down the sunscreen offer she'd smirk lightly, "No worries, and good! Sun protection is a must" Her smirk was then followed by a huff, "It's hard enough already reaching all of my back to cover it with right, but gosh, imagine the time I had tryna get all of those kids to put some on the last time I brought them all down here" She scoffed in an amused sort of way whilst shaking her head. "Good thing you only have to do that for one lil tike, huh?"
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Post by Nero on Sept 3, 2019 6:00:13 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
“I’m gonna hazard a guess and assume you mean Vegeta, and uhhh..” Nero grimaced a little, and if that was any indication; he knew well enough what Zhalla was on about. “I’ve heard a boatload of bonkers stories, so don’t worry, I’ve at least got some idea.” He snorted, looking over the little sculpture once again. Zhalla made a good point, what was he gonna do with it? Then, an idea popped into his head. Nero wandered over to Zhalla and offered the sculpture. “You can have it, if you’d like.” Thinking further on this, Nero considered showing this trick off to the kids Zhalla took care of at the orphanage, maybe some of them would find it cool. He tabled that for now, though.
“Yeah, honestly he’s basically the coolest.” Nero added, with a rather smug expression on his face, he practically radiating pride when it came to talking about his father. It made sense that surfing could be closely compared to dancing in some way, the idea was so simple but effective. “Okay, I was down to give it a go but now I’m absolutely sold. Buuuuut, in return you actually gotta experience catapult skipping sometime.”
Nero shrugged, casually resting his hands behind his neck. He certainly knew people that weren’t the greatest in their youth, one in particular being Kayen, who left Nero with lasting scars of the emotional kind. “Yeah, I guess so. All I can hope for is that they actually grew up.” Something he highly doubted in regards to Kayen.
“I can tell you about it all some other time, it’s just.. I dunno, like a history lecture. I’d rather not bore you with all that stuff.” Nero was of course curious about Zhalla’s thoughts on Saiyan royalty, she seemed the type to not give a damn and Nero hoped that was true. “Yeah, for sure. I think you’d get along with the peeps that helped out. As for the kid, I just get a special sunscreen that works well with feathers, he’s been really good about it and hasn’t once caused a fuss over it.”
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Post by Zhalla on Sept 4, 2019 9:00:30 GMT -6
"Oh, no no not Vegeta, back at the shelter is what I mean" He was right on Vegeta too though she was sure, "I don't think I honestly have any worthwhile stories to tell from when I was back on Vegeta" The saiyan glanced aside, nor did she really know a whole lot of other kids while she was there too but she didn't want to dwell on it right now.
When Nero wandered over Zhalla would pull up the towel to rest over her shoulders and cover her back again. To her surprise he would offer the sculpture to her which earnt him a half confused, half surprised look from the other saiyan. "Oh?" Carefully she would take it with one hand, giving it a glance over "That's... Well, uhm." Gifts were still something she wasn't used to and recieving any was hard to do in its own way since she was so used to having to earn everything she had, "That's awfully kind of you Nero, thank you, only if you're sure though?"
"Pfft, I mean I'd be down for trying it either way, exchange or not" She'd smile lightly hearing he was now sold on surfing too or at least giving it a go, "Hah! You like dancing a lot then huh? Well we can give dancing the waves a go in a minute or two if you'd like on my board, it should be big enough for the both of us, or you can give it a go on your own too I don't mind" Zhalla then motioned for a spot next to her feeling a little bad that she got to rest while he stood. "You can have a seat if you'd like, dont let me stop ya"
"Some people never do, so here's hoping" Zhalla would say honestly as she set the sculpture gently atop the end part of her towel. "Heh" The saiyan frowned lightly and looked down for a moment, "I've never sat through a history lecture before, Nero, remember? I don't honestly mind, just speak about it when you are wanting to, you're not a bore to me but you did come here to unwind right? If it's stressful to talk about then it can wait for another time" Letting her towel go she'd lay back down again and curl her tail around one of her thighs. "If it helps make you feel any better, whatever your history is doesn't matter all that much to me, it's who you are now that matters most"
"Oh yeah? I mean it depends on who they are, but they can't be to bad if they're the kind of people to help out a child like that" When Nero explained how he went about the sunscreen for his kid she would smile, "Feather compatible sunscreen huh?" Zhalla laughed lightly, "I haven't had to use feather sunscreen for a while but I have had to work around fur for a couple of the kids, and sometimes use a tiny bit of the feather one for wings. Anyways! I'm glad your little tike doesn't cause you much trouble over it"
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Post by Nero on Sept 5, 2019 7:15:13 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
“Oh!” Nero lightly facepalmed and made a silly face. “Duh, actual current home, good job Mr. Bigbrain.” He jokingly mocked himself with a silly voice, partly to try and make Zhalla laugh a little more. “I get you it’s natural for kids to explore and make mistakes— with guidance, of course, to keep them safe. I think they’re good kids though. What kinda stuff have they gotten up to then, if you don’t mind me asking?”
Nero was somewhat confused as to why Zhalla reacted the way she did to receiving a rather small gift. In her defense this wasn’t pre-planned nor did she have any prior warning, but it couldn’t be so foreign, right? It was but a simple and well meaning gesture from one friend to another, Nero didn’t see it as too kind or anything, he just saw it as normal. “Yeah of course! I wouldn’t have offered if I wasn’t sure.” He replied with a reassuring smile.
“Yeeeeussss” Nero did a little jig, happy that he had at least convinced one person to try out catapult skipping. As silly as it really was, he truly found joy in it. “I’ll be happy to give surfing a go soonish. I guess I really do like dancing quite a bit, the rhythm and emotion to it all is really what sells it, in my opinion. Plus, learning full dances and steps are a decent segway into martial arts since both deal with choreographed movements that have a solid purpose. Regardless, both are vastly improved with, well, improvisation.” Nero casually hopped a meter or so off of the ground and set himself into a sitting position in mid air before slowly floating down next to Zhalla. “Don’t mind if I do~”
Nero gave a quick nod, he recalled Zhalla mentioning she wasn’t given much of an opportunity to go to school; it wasn’t something he could fault her for, some circumstances were out of their control in life. “Yeeaaah, I’ll be honest with you, I’ve sat through some where the subject matter didn’t grab me, and... It isn’t really fun when that happens. Other than that, I find practical stuff way easier to manage, that’s how it is..” Tilting his head in a moment of thought, Nero considered mentioning his ancestry. Maybe Zhalla wouldn’t make a massive deal out of it? “It isn’t stressful in and of itself, it’s just how some people would react that bothers me. You might not care and that’s a huuuuuge relief, but some people, uh, might care too much... Bbbbasically Queen Habana from the last Era Of Power is my great great grandma.” Nero blew an unenthusiastic raspberry at that, making it abundantly clear that he had no plans to lord the fact over others. “Don’t get me wrong, she was an ultra badass, but being related to her doesn’t make me more important than anyone else nor does it make me special— that’s my job to do with my life, yanno?”
Being nothing but grateful for the help that was given to Pankaa, Nero wasn’t going to let Carro or Sulfur skip out on being praised for their efforts. “Yeah, I’ll say Carro and Sulfur are pretty cool peeps. Terribly busy most of the time though. That kinda happens when one of them is the planet’s president and they’re both working hard at Crop Co.” Ironic considering Nero had quite the filled schedule himself. “Honestly, I’m just glad those specialist sunscreens are a thing that exists.”
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Post by Zhalla on Sept 13, 2019 21:12:25 GMT -6
Sure enough Nero would find himself successful again in making Zhalla laugh a bit more though she tried to hold it back and covered her mouth again, raising an eyebrow at him, was he trying to make her laugh or was he just good at accidentally making her do so? She wasn't quite sure. "Noki and Haden were doing a fist bumping challenge at one point, to see who could do it the hardest or strongest when they were a little bit smaller then they are now and Noki ended up almost sending Haden through a wall for one" The Saiyan smiled lightly at the though of it though it still confused her as to how it happened to this day, "Still not sure how it happened though, but I figure Haden may have accidentally set off one of his powers and it backfired on him. Alle, a little bio-android girl you didn't get to meet when there, actually did break a wall on accident, Toyo, a demon boy you also didn't get to meet ended up making himself invisible accidentally for about a week and was unsure how to switch back for that time" She seemed pretty happy talking about these events of the kids probably cause just talking about them in general made her proud, "Uba has lifted Noki up before and thrown him across the room and hit Harper in the process, Alo once ruined everyone's hair aside from mine in attempts to practice hair dressing one night while I was asleep, there's plenty more but I doubt you wanna hear all of em"
Zhalla did end up taking the gift and Nero reassured her that he was sure of giving it to her but she still looked a bit confused and unsure. When the other Saiyan explained about how he liked dancing and how it related to martial arts movements, she would simply listen for a bit and flick her tail behind her a couple times before wrapping it back around one of her legs. "I suppose that is a good point though I can't really see myself dancing well despite being able to do martial arts, maybe it doesn't work the other way around so much" Or she just wasn't one to dance? She wasn't one to be shy or lack a lot of confidence but there was plenty she just didn't know how to do and didn;t want to make a fool of herself in trying. When Nero floated down to sit next to her she'd hold back another light laugh and look aside for a moment before back out to the water.
"I'm just glad you got to learn those subjects, I think every kid deserves a chance to go to school and all, yanno?" She understood boredom though and how it'd make you lose focus which meant you weren't really going to learn very well. Nero then explained his families history, pointing out he was related to Queen Habana which Zhalla hardly reacted to at all, it was made pretty clear by Nero that he didn't want it to be made into a big deal and he didn't like when people did that so she wouldn't be making a big deal out of it, she saw no real reason to anyway. "I bet a lot of people give you either a lot of crap or a lot of praise over that, huh?" She'd give him a gently punch on the shoulder, "You're absolutely right, and you're not your great great grandmother either, who you are and what you make of yourself is determined by you, not the past of your family, besides that whole royal stuff is all mostly titles anyways, someone else is the Queen now, that shouldn't still even linger on you anymore" She'd look to Nero for a moment and paused, he- Well he did bare some resemblance to who she knew was the current Queen but, he hadn't mentioned having a sibling or anything so it was probably just coincidence. "I mean, it's not like you have a title like Habana did right? People should stop giving you grief over it"
"Oh?" She was quite surprised to hear he had gotten the help of the Earth's president though, but more because she figured he was constantly just too busy of a guy for that sort of thing, it was nice to hear he was one to help in that sort of scenario no matter how small it probably was to what he usually dealt with. "Yeah the president sure does seem like one busy guy, it's nice to hear he took time out to help your kid though" She'd nod her head and agree on the sunscreen part, before giving a stretch. "Lemme know when you're ready to do some surfing, yeah? Or something else, I'm easy"
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Post by Nero on Sept 17, 2019 5:04:15 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
“A fist bumping challenge?” Nero snorted, raising an eyebrow— the Saiyan thought that it certainly sounded like something those two boys would do, Haden especially. Which was funny because it was apparently Noki that almost made a Haden shaped dent in a wall. While it was true that Haden might have bungled one of his own abilities, Nero considered something else. “Maybe Noki accidentally activated one of his? Sure, he looks like any ol’ earthling kid, but there’s somethin’ about him... He’s got a fiery spirit, I think.” He shrugged, allowing Zhalla to continue talking about some of the other kids.
Nero was intrigued that there was a young bio-android among the children, but also saddened. Bio-androids were pretty much always made in a lab, engineered for a purpose, sometimes a sinister one. So, if this one was but a child, then several unfortunate or tragic things may have happened in their short life. “It isn’t that big a deal. Besides, walls can be fixed.. Yeah, for money, sure, but still. Better than hurting someone.” Nero couldn’t help but snicker when hearing about Toyo, trying to imagine turning invisible for a week and not being able to control it. Now, Uba picking anyone up and throwing them across a room was definitely something “Obviously since he’s so little, he is compressed and has a whole lot of strength kept in a smaller space.” Nero added in a jovial tone, tapping the side of his head. “Now that’s some big brain logic right there. Nah, regardless that’s impressive, full of surprises, that boy.” Alomora’s antics were quite funny to Nero as well, it sounded so much like her to do what she did. “Soooo, did the practice pay off then? Ahehehe~ Also, you can go ahead and recount as many tales as you like, I’ve got time.”
Seeing Zhalla was still confused about the gift made Nero both perplexed and concerned. Was she seriously not used to being given gifts? That raised a few alarm bells for Nero, he assumed that because she was so caught off guard that she wasn’t really treated nicely or really ever given gifts as a youth. Since that was potentially a sensitive topic, Nero chose to let it go for now. There was dancing to be talked about, after all! “I’d argue that it work’s fantastically both ways, but that’s just how I see it— to each their own. Like I said though; any true dance is much like any true fight— you go with the flow.”
On the topic of schooling, Nero wasn’t as enthused for his personal endeavors since he wasn’t particularly outstanding at any given subject, though he did have a knack for engineering and other practical ‘real life’ things; as evident of where he is now. Of course, he had to admit that Zhalla had a point— and he was indeed grateful for getting the chance to obtain greater education. “Yeah, me too. I’m having Pankaa go to daycare sometimes since I think it would be nice for him to interact with other kids and make some friends— and daycare alone is a good segway into schooling. Hell I’m just happy to provide even that.”
Nero returned Zhalla’s gentle shoulder punch, giving off a snicker. “Oh yeah, big time. Don’t let me catch you doing either, yeah?” He said jokingly at first, before returning to his normal tone of voice just to reiterate what he had said properly. “But actually seriously don’t.” Even if Zhalla wasn’t the type of person to need that warning, Nero had to make absolutely sure, so it was clearly something that annoyed him. Nero was beyond relieved by what Zhalla said, he could hardly have put it better himself. “Hhhhhooly shit, thank you. You have no idea how many people think the opposite. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised. There are people out there that’d probably blame an infant for some stupid thing their distant cousin did.” Nero grumbled, rolling his eyes.
“Yeah. The big cheese. He is a busy guy, yeah, I’m lucky he had the time.” Nero kinda felt bad for Carro since he has to deal with so much lunacy, yet at the same time the guy always seemed to pull through, and that alone was worthy of respect. “I’m ready to give surfing a go right now if you’re alright with that?”
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Post by Zhalla on Sept 25, 2019 4:13:01 GMT -6
"Yeah, like, who could fist bump the hardest which was basically their way of getting to punch each other I guess" The Saiyan would scoff off light laugh. The laugh was cut short though when Nero suggested that maybe Noki activated something himself rather then Haden to which she'd promptly shake her head, "That wouldn't make any sense, he's expressed already multiple times at not being able to do any abilities out of the normal throwing a punch kind of thing" Zhalla raised a brow slightly... He couldn't could he? No...
"It was an accident, she didn't mean to do it anyhow" She would stretch again for a moment before looking out to the sea as waves rolled up along the sand. "She was made to replace a child who passed in an accident, but the parents just couldn't connect to her or anything and ended up giving her away to find her own path, Haden brought her back home after having found her lost actually, something tells me she has more to her then just being a replacement though, she's incredibly strong for her age and doesn't quite realise it" She sighed lightly before listening to Nero's comment about Uba, "That's true, but where all that strength is coming from I don't know, he's still so young" She smiled lightly at the thought of the little Namekian, "Welllll, I guess you could say that, she's certainly better at it now" She laughed lightly again, "We'd be here all day if I continue, I'm sure you've got places to be later on"
"My ability to dance would suggest otherwise" She'd huff lightly, "I'm an alright fighter but can't dance for the life of me" The Saiyan would sort of half-laugh afterwards but was clearly believing of this statement. She'd perk back up properly though when he pointed out how he was taking his own kid to daycare at times, "What a cute name, daycare is a great place for kids to make some friends and begin learning early on, it's good you're providing that for him, I'm sure he'll thank you for it someday"
Zhalla would hold up her hands and shake her head, "Trust me, I don't ever plan to, I think you know me enough to at least know that I mean that".
"I think I have somewhat of an idea, lots of people will assume things about you based off your bloodline or upbringing even, whether that be royal or street rat" She'd sneer for a moment before brushing it away, "Some people are just too narrow-minded to look past that or have been raised to see it at face value, don't worry I get it, I get the opposite end of the spectrum all the time"
The Saiyan would nod before pushing herself up to a kneeling position, letting her towel rest against the sand again as she placed one hand on her board. She knew her back wasn't the nicest sight to see after the fight with Uba's parents, but also knew Nero was a very respectful kind of person. "I hope the back isn't too bothersome or anything, if I had of known you were going to be here I'd of worn something else but anyways, if you're ready then lets get to it, I'm raring to go!" Steadily raising to her feet she would look back to Nero and offer him a hand up if he wanted it before picking up her board fully and starting to head over to the lapping waves.
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Post by Nero on Oct 9, 2019 7:21:32 GMT -6
|| Nero’s PL: 17 ||
“So you reckon they’re being sneaky about a strength competition? Hmm. Makes sense I guess.” Nero stroked his chin, this wasn’t a foreign concept to him— it’s mostly something he would think Saiyan children might do. Haden and Noki partaking in such a goofy thing wasn’t a surprise to Nero given how he viewed the two, but there was no denying that something deeper was probably going on in Nero’s opinion. “It’s fifty-fifty in my opinion. Either one of Haden’s powers backfired, or one of Noki’s surfaced for a second. Some people are late bloomers with their powers anyways— that’s totally normal. It’s possible Noki might have something up his sleeve that he isn’t quite aware of. It’s not like it changes anything, though. He’s still Noki— he’s a good kid.” Nero surmised with a broad smile across his face. “People make their powers special, not the other way around, yanno.”
Nero could understand bungling some stuff or making silly slip-ups as a kid, so he simply nodded— the further details that Zhalla gave however were quite the downer. “Oh... Jeez, good on Haden for bringing her over to the orphanage though.” It was a dreary situation, however, Nero was thankful that it wasn’t any worse; like being created as a merciless killing machine as well. “If I had to guess, she might have been made tougher than who she was based on so that the same accident— whatever it may have been— couldn’t tragically happen to her too.” Regardless, Nero was sure Zhalla would be a good protector. She absolutely had the heart for it in Nero’s eyes, as much as she put herself down. “She’ll be fine though, she’s got you and the other kids too.”
As for Uba, Nero had a decent amount of experience with those that weren’t human given where he grew up; as well as his travels years ago to even reach Earth. “Well, Namekians have a lot of variance. See; they have three clans that excel at a few different things. From what I can remember, there is the Dragon Clan; who are mystics and healers, the Warrior Clan who are naturally physically inclined and the Mazoku Clan that are like warlocks and magic fighters. Then in general, they tend to be super resilient because they can regenerate. So, Uba must have something going for him if he can call on that much strength at his age.”
Nero shrugged, he was fine with Zhalla continuing her stories, but since she insisted that it would take a while to recount many more, Nero decided to let it go. “Surely we can’t be here all day, but we can put a pin in this for later.”. It would simply be a talking point for another time.
“Everyone starts somewhere in a skill, I wouldn’t worry about it, really.” Nero shrugged before also perking up a little himself when the conversation briefly became about Pankaa. “Believe me, it definitely fits him. He’s already made a friend too; a Saiyan kid, actually.” Of course they were the confident rough’n’tumble type, sure, but they weren’t so bad as far as Nero could tell. If anything the two kids could learn from each other and even out their budding personalities. “As long as he lives a happy life and grows up to be a good man, that’s all the thanks I could ever hope for.”
Zhalla’s stance on societal standing and fame by association was refreshing to Nero, and she brought up a good point— the other side of the spectrum had it’s own hurdles too. “Mm. Yeah, to some the only thing that matters is ancestry or social status. They’re posers that think they’re the top dog, only ever worrying about being ‘better’ those ‘above’ them, or whatever.” Nero sighed for a moment, but a triumphant smirk came across his face a few moments later. “The thing is though, they forget to look down...” He began, a fair bit of pride showing in the way he spoke. “Unaware of anyone that’s making the honest climb to self improvement, someone ready to rock their world and prove that hard work always wins over talent and status when neither of those do the hard work.” That spark from their sparring match a while back seemed to return, a little crackle of energy crossed the scar on Nero’s head and his eyes shone dimly for a moment. “Why even climb the mountain and not take in the view, yanno? Hell, bring people with you, even.” Nero chuckled and hopped up from his seated position, evidently quite energized now!
Looking over to Zhalla, he raised a brow, what was wrong with what back? It took Nero a few seconds to figure out she meant her back and the scars she had. “Oh? Nah. Doesn’t bother me. Don’t see why it would.” He said, with a light shrug before following Zhalla’s lead. “If it somehow does bother anyone, then they’re the problem.”
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Post by Zhalla on Oct 13, 2019 20:57:14 GMT -6
"Oh I'm almost certain they were, it's not the first time and it's not only them that do it, but what can I say? I'm not exactly the best influence when it comes to that sort of thing despite my best attempts to be better on it" The Saiyan would shrug lightly on the matter before frowning lightly again. Nero seemed rather sure there might be something more going on with Noki which Zhalla didn't seem overly thrilled about. "Of course he's still Noki. Powers are nothing without the person but the person is always something without the powers, that's not the problem..." She'd huff lightly and adverted her gaze off to the side while attempting to look unfazed by something that clearly bothered her mind.
"Haden's one of the older kids there and he's always looking out for the others and helped a handful of them get there, her being only one of them" Nero's guess following this was what Zhalla also assumed to be the case but you could never be too sure really. "That's what I thought too, I don't know exactly what the accident was but Alle seems to have a big fear or vehicles and the road in general but it's rather bizarre if that'd be related right? Like, would they have given her the child's memories? I'm not exactly a tech whiz so it's hard to really find out. She has nightmares all the time about an accident though" This of course was something she was beginning to believe at least since the nightmares were oddly specific. The saiyan soon smiled though at what Nero said after and gave him another gentle shoulder punch to let him know it was appreciated.
"Oh I've heard a little bit about the clans, Uba wants to be the Dragon one, you know, to be a healer for uh- Well you know" She rubbed one of her arms and glanced aside for a moment before attempting to perk back up again as Nero explained further. Zhalla sighed lightly, "That's all very much true to Uba but not to the full extent, or at least from what I'm told which is why the strength is surprising to me still. Every doctor he's ever been to has pointed out he's basically a Namekian runt, that he's undersized for his age and underdeveloped, his regeneration is there but is also slower then average and he shows little to no signs of magic or strength" She tapped a finger against her cheek for a moment, "Yet he proves otherwise at times at least for the strength part. The regen absolutely is lacking but part of me things that's more because of the incident then anything else, he's told me before it should've been him and not his brother because he has the regen as well, so maybe that has something to do with it?"
"Oho we sure can, there's plenty of kids you haven't even met yet to tell stories about, but hey if you'd really like to continue it we can continue some other time? We seem to be getting a habit of running into one another so I'm sure there'll be a next time soon enough" When he mentioned his own kid had already made a friend and a Saiyan at that, Zhalla would smile "That's wonderful! Making friends is one of the most important things for kids to do" His part about thanks made her feel rather soft, it was such a sweet and selfless thing to want as thanks and it left her not knowing what to really respond with at first. "He will, I know he will, if he's got someone like you raising him he's already well on his way"
"You got that right" The Saiyan would smile but was lightly confused at Nero's sudden pride, at least the pride was in a good place though. All of what he said were good points too. The sudden spark of energy surprised Zhalla for a moment as it was similar to the energy he had shown at their fighting match. "Journeys are always better when taken alongside people you care about if you asked me" He was a lot more energetic about this topic then she really expected but it wasn't at all a bad thing by any means, his passion was in a good place.
Zhalla would blow a light raspberry when he pointed out it didn't bother him and he didn't see why it would either, "Cause some people are bothered by things like scars, squeamish and stuff usually which I can understand but some others just think it's something that should stay covered" She'd then wag a finger at the fellow Saiyan while raising her own eyebrow, "Uh uh, It bothers Uba because it reminds him of how I got them, but I get what you're tryna say" A cheeky grin would spread across her face as she followed this up with giving Nero a light bump with her free arm's shoulder before then promptly bursting into a run for the water, "Betcha I can beat ya to the water, Pancake boy!"
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