Namekian Cook-out [Invite]

If there was one thing that Namek's long, often flat terrain provided, it was a great place to just go fast. But Ashi didn't really care too much for flying or running, she needed that calming thrill that speeding along on a vehicle provided. The issue was that Namekians tended to, well, not even consider using vehicles. She'd found that truck a while back, but she'd stolen that from some non Namekian import business that happened to have a location here. What she really needed was a good bike. And lo and behold, it only took so long before she tracked down a visitor to the planet who owned one - some douchey looking guy with a goatee who was loudly bragging about how cool his ride was. "Yeah, man, she gets like twenty five miles to the gallon. And she purrs like a beast." The Namekian he was bragging towards looked confused. "A gallon of... What?" "Of gas!"

Ashi took the opportunity to stroll up, admire the vehicle, and then hop on and take off. The idiot had left his keys in. "Hey, wait!" he shouted after her, but all she could do was snicker at his fading figure in the rear view mirror. "Suckerrr," she gloated to herself as he finally vanished from view entirely. Now all that remained was her and the open road. She wished she had some cool sunglasses she could put on, but the star shaped scouter would have to do. The Konatsian sped along the Namekian countryside as fast as the vehicle would allow for at least a solid half an hour before she finally caught view of something that wasn't just a natural rock formation. It looked like a decently sized ship. And there were quite a few people gathered around outside of it. Having a barbecue, it looked like?

She was planning on just speeding right by without saying a word, but her scouter picked up something... Interesting. One of those guys had a pretty unusually high power level for someone who was just hanging out. And as she got a closer look at this stronger dude, she came to realize that she recognized that stupid red mohawk from somewhere. And the dark brown tail behind his arse all but confirmed who this was. Now, here was somebody that she could have some fun with. A smirk wedged across the corners of Ashi's lips as she pulled her bike over and skidded to a stop just in front of the little camp out that was going on. "What's up, losers?" she asked as she put her foot on the ground to balance her bike. "I didn't know they let chumps like you land on this planet! Been a minute, right... Scallio? That's your name, yeah?" she called out towards the Saiyan in particular, heeding little mind to any of the weak sauce around him.

TAGS: Scallio