Iyokan sat in the chair of Doctor Satsuma's laboratory in the Tuffle Capital, her eyelid held wide as he shone a light directly into it. "Father, what is it?" She asked, curious and a little concerned as to why she was being examined. She couldn't quite recall why she'd wound up in maintenance in the first place. Satsuma finished examining her eye and set the light down on the table, turning back to speak to her.
"What?" Iyokan responded, confused at the tone and sudden change of voice and topic that had lept forth from her father's mouth. He had no response. "Father??" She asked again, raising from the chair and approaching him. He stood still, unblinking and without breath. Shaking him furiously, his mouth croaked open again and unleashed another strange string of words. "TWENTY MINUTES I BET! GET OUT NOW, OAR YER DEAD! BYE!"
As it spoke again she clutched her cranium as the world began to feel strange and delirious. Moving to the window, she stared out into the plantian skyline to see an overcast shadow and a single glowing yellow speck in the sky.
Iyokan blinked, and she was gone.
No longer was she at home, feeling things with her father. Now once more she was conscious on Namek and emotionally restricted by her state of being. Curious. Standing up, Iyokan's scanning systems completed their initial boot and her vision was immediately absconded by a flood of warning signs.
Iyokan didn't hesitate, immediately registering what she had to do. Clicking the side of her head to immediately send a message to her peers, though it seemed highly unlikely they hadn't also received the same global broadcast. "Duran. Korla. Namek is no longer safe. We must evacuate within the next nineteen minutes. I am calling my ship to the Ajisa Mainland. Meet me at these coordinates." Sending her coordinates, Iyokan then immediately scanned the horizon for nearby Namekians.
While she couldn't afford to wait around for a planetary evacuation, she could still in good conscience preserve the life of any nearby. Turning her voice box up to maximum she called out to any nearby. "TO ANY NAMEKIANS IN THE NEARBY LOCALITY - THIS IS AN EMERGENCY CALL. I WILL BE EVACUATING NAMEK IN 18 MINUTES. IF YOU WISH TO LEAVE, COME TO MY LOCATION."
departure thread. Open to duran and korla, and any who are invited. valan included
The past few minutes became very hectic VERY quickly, a damned Saiyan came to Namek with some sort of space pirate to destroy the planet. It infuriated Korla even more to read the power signatures of the duo and find she was very likely outmatched for this fight, perhaps one of them might have been a winnable fight, but BOTH? Not likely.
Korla sent a broadcast out to the Namekians, thankful that with Oboe’s interest in modernization many of Namek’s populace had adopted at least SOME means of communication outside of direct speech and telapathy, she warned them that the threat was VERY credible and that they should all be seeking a means of evacuation, reminding the populace that Oboe was presently off world and there was no guarantee he would be able to return in time to aid them.
THankfully Iyokan sent a message of her own that paired nicely with hers, offering aid in evacuation though on a fairly limited time schedule, at least though it was something and the Namekians were of course not without their own means of escape, Korla confirmed for them that Iyokan was trustworthy, her friend and sister and with luck Oboes trust in her would help to have them trust Iyokan.
Korla had very little time to argue further, already she was taking off for her sister’s location.
“Hey Iyokan, I’m glad you sent out that message, I sent one of my own that should help encourage others to join the evacuation” this was going to be HARD, Iyokan was presently in a very ‘no nonsense’ machine-y mode in the wake of her repairs, trying to avoid letting her know that Korla had no intention of leaving Namek behind in its hour of need would be difficult.
|| Valan's PL: 16,000 || [UT] Beguiling Visage is in effect, assuming a Namekian form ||
Now this was quite the predicament.
At first Namek seemed quite alright, as far as the holy one in disguise knew. Sure, there was a hiccup here and there, but nothing the leaders and protectors of Namek could not handle. That is, until now. A massive threat had emerged while Namek’s strongest were nowhere to be seen; their allies were similarly not present for one reason or another.
Even though it was unclear to the disguised Shinjin if Typha was revived just yet, or not simply just training with King Kai of his own accord, he tried to reach out to Typha’s mind regardless; to send a mental warning that Namek was under attack and that if he had any allies available, that he should bring them if he could.
Now, still disguised as a spacefaring Namekian Bard by the name of Dolin, he swiftly made his way across the land; leading as many people to potential salvation as he could, only just barely holding to his whimsical way of speaking. This was a horrible situation, treating it like anything less was not going to help.
Gathering yet another group of various individuals that had been caught off guard in this calamity and nowhere near any villages, Dolin began leading them towards the closest place to ensure their safety... Though to do so from this end of the Ajisa mainland had the chance of taking them right by the ensuing conflict. ’Tch, we might be sitting ducks out here—’ Or so he thought, until a miracle had happened. Everyone heard quite the loud voice calling out, claiming to offer help. Several others with scouters and such picked up an extra transmission in addition to this.
Well, it was better than nothing! A young Namekian in the group picked up the exact direction they needed to go with their enhanced hearing and the group made haste onwards until they came across two peculiar individuals. “Ah— what luck to know after what we have braved, to find others capable of helping these folk to be saved!”
Iyokan was not capable of feeling stress, but a strict and complicated string of numbers and processes seemed to constantly rear her focus back to that timer with eighteen minutes remaining. Iyokan noted Korla's response, and replied simply. "Thank you Korla. The additional broadcast should increase the amount of Namekians alerted to our imminent departure by 33.4%. Please be aware that we only have eighteen- now seventeen minutes remaining. I would appreciate it if you entered the ship before others arrive."
As she finished her reply to her sister, Iyokan spotted a collection of Namekians making their way to her location. Turning to face them, she signaled her ship, and a small multitude of pods she had gathered to open in preparation. One spoke in a rhyme, speaking of the probability of someone being nearby to assist the local population. Iyokan's flat expression met the Namekian. Though she was interested to know who had gathered the group and lead them, she did not address him directly, instead addressing the group as a whole. "Everyone. It is important that we remain calm, and that we maintain as much order in this evacuation as functionally possible. We have ample pods to accommodate your numbers. If you would all proceed in an orderly fashion, beginning with the children."
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