Post by Nashua on Feb 2, 2020 15:09:13 GMT -6
|NASHUA'S PL: 3,456,000|
|ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: Mastered Super Saiyan (x16P)|
While others continued to arrive - Chime and Carro being among the most notable arrivals, and even the Guru of Namek had somehow made his way from the far off planet - Nashua's attention remained affixed on the former King of the Saiyans. His own stone gaze became fixed upon her as well, and he seemed to absorb each of her words with a certain twinge of his facial expression. Though those who may have known him less may have seen his apparent confidence as he began to speak as boldness, or even a certain level of courage in the face of such a great adversity, Nashua could see past the thin veil that lay over what really went on behind the mask: he was actually quite terrified that his comedy of errors had culminated in this. An uprising of some of the strongest warriors of the galaxy all united in the name of putting an end to his schemes.
"And if there's any regret of my own, it's for not reaching out my hand for you sooner," Nashua replied to his harsh statement, the anger on her face giving way to the briefest moment of sadness. Maybe if she'd been more focused on actually being there for him after his defeat at the hands of Kayen, then it wouldn't have led to all... This. He'd seemed okay enough at their last meeting on Namek, but by the time she saw him again on Earth, he'd changed. He just wasn't the man he was before. If only there were some way they could just suck the evil out of him and return him to the man he was before- Wait a second. Nashua's head darted over towards Chime. Chime had that ability, didn't he? He'd used it on that Monster thing! "Chime, you have to use your evil vacuum thing o-" Nashua started to say, though she was interrupted by the head that had bashed directly into her own.
The brief lapse of focus on her current enemy had cost her as she fell back in a slight daze, giving her former King enough time to tightly wrap his hands around her neck and thrust her like a throwing ball towards the two sacred Namekians. Nashua couldn't tell whether she'd made contact with them or not as she spun wildly from the momentum he'd tossed her at, though, as she was sent careening down into the wastes near the mountain's valley. She supposed that was her thanks for thinking of ways to resolve this without vaporizing him, but that didn't mean she was done yet. The angry mob of the galaxy's finest would just need some... Convincing.
Nashua is thrust off towards Vocado's split!