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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 7:28:24 GMT -6
Strolling out of the police station, the small girl shielded her eyes against the bright sun overhead. She had to turn down the police chief's offer for a public servant slot, as thanks for her assistance with the escaped criminal. She had to explain her dreams didn't lie with a single city or even the planet, but with exploring the universe and grasping the true meaning of justice. He couldn't understand her aspirations, content with his own position defending the city from the lawless. And all the more credit to the old man, having a home and goal he could trust in. “I guess its back to the long search.” Strolling down the staircase, the green-haired girl paused at the sidewalk. She could head anywhere in the city, talk to anybody, and find any number of answers to her question...but that wouldn't bring her any closer to the real truth. Thrusting her hands out in front of her, the girl made her small box with both hands and surveyed the surrounding area. The overload of information and numbers caused her head to throb with pain, and she immediately released the scanner, letting it disperse and the numbers leave her head. “This city has a lot of people. Maybe I should start looking around for a robotics store or something similar.” Readjusting the large, metal backpack she wore, Amber headed down the sidewalk, walking without a destination. She would find something soon enough; what exactly would be the real surprise.
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 10:20:35 GMT -6
So this was Satan City huh? Ochra stood before the massive statue of the man whom this city was named after. A man named Mr. Satan. The man stood there in a glorious pose, you could almost feel the confidence in the stone. Ochra had heard stories about him, how he was the world's strongest man, that he had saved the world from countless evils. It was long ago in the past, long before his own family came into being. Apparently the city tended to draw people here, seeking to improve their skill and strength. Ochra wasn't really sure why. Some myth about Satan's gaze blessing potential fighters and such. Ochra didn't really understand it. You don't need some long dead warrior's gaze to make you strong. You made yourself strong. Still, it was something Ochra had thought he'd check out. The saiyan hybrid looked around. If anything, this city would attract those seeking to grow stronger. A good place to find a sparring partner if anything else. Amber Cross |
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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 10:39:03 GMT -6
Pausing as she tried to recall the directions she'd been given, the girl's gaze went to a tall statue. It was of some man, with a unique hairdo. She tried to imagine what he'd done to gain such a large statue, but decided it didn't bother pondering on. Probably saved a few cities or won a couple fights. Nothing major, probably. With that thought, the girl turned away and started walking. Her gaze came up, in time to see the large man she ran into. Staggering back from the impact, Amber fell into a seated position and tried to discern just who she'd run into. The first thing she noticed was his tail, which caused her eyes to widen in appreciation. She quickly surveyed the rest of his appearance, ensuring he wasn't covered in blood or something equally off-putting that would suggest he was here for slaughter or battle. Rising to her feet, the girl dusted herself off and looked at the Saiyan seriously. With a small smile, she thrust her small hand out towards him. “My apologies for running into you, sir! I noticed your...tail! And I'm wondering if its true, that Saiyans can turn into giant monkeys with a full moon. I've seen reports of it, but never really trusted the reports I read.” Her sincere tone would carry with the wind, as she stood confidently. Her t-shirt and shorts were still dirty and tattered from her previous battles, but nothing too wild. Her backpack rested on her back, a metallic object that would doubtless draw attention. The two things that would give away her own origins were very open: her green hair and her lack of ki would make anyone capable of sensing life look twice. She waited quietly for his reaction, still holding out her hand openly.
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 10:51:33 GMT -6
It was surprising he hadn't noticed her until the young woman had bumped into him. Then again, he was taller than her, so he may have overlooked her. But then again, it may simply be that he couldn't sense her at all. That lack of ki signature would have thrown him off initially. He looked down at the girl as she got up an apologized, dusting herself off before immediately asking him about his tail and if saiyans could transform into giant monkeys. The Oozaru. The saiyan's signature transformation. The ability to transform into a giant juggernaut of destruction. Seeing her asking so eagerly about it made the hybrid chuckle. "You're referring to the Oozaru, correct? Yes, yes we can. Though a small tip, saiyans prefer if it's referred to as an ape, rather than a monkey." He took her hand and shook it gently. "Also, try not to mention it in places like this. It makes people...nervous." The thought of someone capable of wrecking that much destruction in such a crowded place would make anyone nervous. Ochra's golden eyes looked over her, taking in her shabby appearance. "Hmm, unusual hair. No ki signature. I would guess android, correct?"Amber Cross |
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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 11:01:16 GMT -6
The tall Saiyan chuckled to himself, answering the girl's question. She made a mental note to use 'ape' in the future, in order to not offend other Saiyans. He took her hand, and gave her a gentle handshake. She tried to put force into it from her end, but knew that he wouldn't see any challenge in the small girl. She frowned as he mentioned their surroundings, and then the android remembered where they were. A larger park, with an open pavilion surrounding the tall statue. Huh...which wrong corner did I turn that led to this place? That's a good question for the future. Maybe using the CDT and flying in order to get an overhead view would be the best option. Seeing as how wandering is getting me nowhere fast. Her thoughts were interrupted by the man's firm voice, as he commented about her. She froze as he identified her as an android. She'd known since the past that her father had given her life through alternative means, but hearing another state it like a fact made the girl's heart stop. She nodded in response, before leaning against the large statue. She ignored the looks of disgust and shock that action earned her, looking up at the taller Saiyan. “So, we both know what the other is. But let's start with something a little more usual. The name is Amber, Amber Cross! I'm on a journey to find the true heart of things, and to become a real hero. What about you, mister?” Her hazel gaze met Ochra's golden, a steel and confidence reflected in those brown depths as the short girl waited for the man's response.
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 11:20:52 GMT -6
It seems that Ochra was right in his assessment in regards to her being an android. She did seem a bit put off by the reveal though. He hoped he hadn't all of a sudden made the girl uncomfortable. Instead, the girl introduced herself as Amber, stating she was on a journey for the truth and seeking to become a hero. His mind immediately flashed back to his conversation to Anna regarding heroes. The saiyan couldn't stop himself from chuckling, but he managed to keep himself restrained, so he didn't offend her. "A hero huh? Interesting career choice. I'm Ochra. I'm here to do a bit of training, while I'm here on Earth. Gotta get myself prepared after all." He didn't want to bring up the possible Fleet invasion. He didn't want to cause people to panic, and he especially didn't want to cause this young girl to possibly run off to her death. This fight was between the saiyans and the Fleet after all. He looked over her. The girl looked like she had been through a rough patch. "So tell me, how has the hero business been treating you? I've been taking some time off from my work for a while now. I really should see if there are any bounties around here." Earth no doubt had its share of criminals, and why not make some money while he worked to make himself stronger? Amber Cross |
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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 11:46:53 GMT -6
The man chuckled softly; a normal reaction for an older warrior when confronted by a child claiming to become a hero. He probably didn't know her strength, gauging by the lack of a scouter or other tool to analyze power. He res ponded to her question firmly, declaring his own intentions. Ochra had come to Earth for training. He was preparing for something, possibly a tournament or something else. She watched his face, trying to see if there was something deeper in his message. But his masculine face revealed nothing, before glancing back to her. He gave her appearance a once over, before commenting about the hero business. He mentioned something about bounties, and the face of the old man from before came to her mind. She clenched her eyes shut, willing away the memory. After a short pause, the girl slid away from the statue and strolled away from the Saiyan. Her gaze was on the horizon, staring at something far away. Her voice was soft, as she whispered to no one and everyone. “ What if...those bounties are just misunderstood men, trying their best to make it in a world that rejected them?” Regardless of whether Ochra heard her statement or not, the girl would turn back towards him and point back towards the busy street over a hundred meters away. A grin crossed her face, as the girl responded to him. “The police station is that way, Ochra. I'm sure they'll have a list of criminals that need brought back in. As for the hero business...” A bitter smile replaced her grin, as the girl let her hand drop to her side. Her hands balled into fists, as she muttered softly. “As for becoming a hero...I question it more and more by the moment. Ochra....what makes a person a hero?”
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 12:08:47 GMT -6
Ochra quirked an eyebrow as the girl's demeanor seemed to shift at his words. Not angry or anything like that, but as if something was bothering her. He watched quietly as she looked off into the distance, murmuring something he couldn't pick up, before she turned back to him and told him where the police station was. Then came the big question. What made a hero? The saiyan was quiet for a moment, leaning back against the base of the statue. "A hero...is someone who does everything they can, for what they believe is right." He pushed himself off the statue and slowly walked towards her. "A hero protects, a hero stands up for those who can't. A hero gives everything they have for what they believe in."As he stood before her, he squatted down until he was at her height, resting a hand on her shoulder. "But the life of a hero is also hard. There are times when you can't save everyone. There are times when you have to choose. It's hard, and you'll feel bad about them, but remember that in the end, you did all that you could. Never let those setbacks keep you down. Always strive so you can protect those you care for." He looked into her eyes. "Do you think you can do that?"Amber Cross |
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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 12:49:58 GMT -6
The small android glanced over her shoulder, watching wistfully as the Saiyan leaned against the tall statue. His gaze was on her, as he deliberated over his words for a moment. Then came the explanation she knew was coming, the straight-forward explanation of what and who a hero was. Someone who fights for what they believe is right, defending those unable to defend themselves, giving everything for that thing they believe in. Then the large Saiyan walked forward, squatting down as the girl turned to face him. He rested his hand on her shoulder, continuing his speech. That there were times when being a hero was hard, that you'd have to decide who to save. Just remember you did all you could to justify those that died, to help sate the guilt. She resisted the urge to nod, as his simple explanation rang with her heart. Until he reached the final part. ”Always strive so you can protect those you care for.
Her gaze turned blank, as the girl struggled to choke down the knot forming in her throat. Mirrored in the honest words of the warrior, in his golden gaze, the girl saw her own father, telling her what a hero should stand for. Tears began filling her eyes, as she struggled not to sob. His final question was lost on the girl, as she realized the implications of his words, the weight of the pain in her own heart crushing down on her. I've already lost the one thing that I cared for, Ochra! The one person who was the center of my life, the person who gave my life and heart meaning, already died to defend me! So, what should I, a soulless robot, do to chase after that fleeting dream?! What can I do, when my own heart tells me that justice is a fleeting impossibility that can only exist in the shows?! What should I do, when the very people I try to save force me to kill those with a right to live?! Her bitter, angry thoughts were not voiced, as the girl thrust herself forward into a hug, finally sobbing as all of her emotions, since the previous day, came crashing down onto the small girl.
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 13:30:33 GMT -6
As he let his words linger in the air, he immediately noticed the distress the little android girl was struggling to keep down. It looked like this girl had been through a lot of pain, both physical and emotional. Suddenly, she threw herself into his arms, sobbing and crying. Ochra was a bit stunned by this, not expecting this to happen. The saiyan hybrid was still for a moment, before wrapping his muscular arms around her in a comforting hug. "It hurts, I know..." he said softly, "And it's ok to feel that pain. Our pain makes us who we are..." He remembered his own family on Vegeta. Were they even alive? Were they on the run? Had those arcosians killed them? The thought of it twisted his heart painfully. His grip tightened momentarily before easing up. He gently eased the girl back, hands on her shoulders as he looked her in the eyes. "But you must be strong. You must keep going. Pain. Fear. A true hero isn't someone who is without these. A hero is some who acts despite them. Don't ever forget that."Amber Cross |
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Post by Amber Cross on Feb 19, 2018 13:41:03 GMT -6
The small girl continued crying, barely noticing as the large warrior wrapped his arms around her. He whispered words of comfort to the girl, which Amber barely noticed as the girl let her emotions out. Ochra mentioned something about pain making them who they were. That resonated deeply with the girl; even if she wasn't a normal girl, capable of normal feelings or life, her pain gave her an identity. She felt his arms tighten around her more than before, almost painfully, before loosening up. She finally stopped her sobs and tears, as the larger fighter held her out and looked into her hazel eyes. His golden gaze showed empathy, an emotion she didn't realize could exist between a child and a seasoned warrior. He spoke about strength, about continuing her journey. Fighting through fear and pain, since those are what a hero has to deal with both. A hero never loses them, and that strength is what carries them forward. Wiping her eyes with her sleeve, the girl nodded once. “Thanks, Ochra. I feel like we needed to meet here today, for both of us. I'd offer my help with your bounty-hunting, but I feel like I'd be more of a hassle than an aid. Hopefully we'll meet again in the future, and I can tell you what it means to be a hero?” She smiled, despite the tears still streaking her face, and waited for the Saiyan's response.
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Post by Ochra on Feb 19, 2018 14:16:55 GMT -6
It seemed his words were getting through to her as the girl calmed down a bit. She still had tears leaking down her cheeks, but she wasn't crying uncontrollably now. He gave the girl a warm smile, though his scarf tended to obscure his mouth. At her words about getting in the way, Ochra chuckled and shook his head. "If you feel you'll get in the way, then work to make sure you wont. Always strive to improve yourself Amber. It's a good way to live."Ochra stood up, ruffling the little android's hair and giving her a smile. "I look forward to it. If you ever need anything, I'm staying at a farm out in the Spinach Wastes. Just tell them you're a friend of mine." The girl had a rough road ahead of her, but then again they all did. But Ochra was sure she'd be able to get through it. Amber Cross |
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