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Post by Scallio on Mar 19, 2020 23:53:51 GMT -6
115,254 PL His hike to the base of the mountain had been a silent one, absent were the teasing tones and playful banter that Narissa typically provided. It was strange, he'd always tried to hush her but without her around things felt...different, almost eerie. It was an uncomfortable type of silence that Scallio hadn't experienced since the lonesome days of his childhood. He was eager to leave it behind again and return to Narissa, but he couldn't, not yet. Not until he managed to gain control of what had almost taken her from him countless times, his anger.
Mastery over the violent emotion had become his obsession since he'd realized how much control it had over him. Kayen had been attempting to help but he knew that wasn't going to be enough. Her lessons helped but they could practice maintaining control a hundred times and he'd still feel the anger gnawing at him. If he really wanted to deal with this, to control it, he'd have to deal with it at its source. Which meant he needed to have a conversation with his mother, Amara.
It hadn't been an easy decision to reach out to Amara for help, especially with how they had left things on Mt.Frappe. Hell, Scallio hadn't even been sure that she'd agree when he'd sent her the message. Amara had agreed, however, and the mercenary told her where to meet him. Scallio would be lying if he didn't say that he was skeptical that she'd show but the only thing he could do now was wait.
BATTLE INFO KP: 3/3
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Post by Amara on Mar 21, 2020 16:44:24 GMT -6
"What do you want?" With clinical and neutral tone, Scallio might have just been able to pick up on the tiny sliver of emotion seeping into the words. Floating silently down, Amara's arrival seemed to coincide perfectly with her son's, though whether that was planned or chance would never be known. Giving the fresh Super Saiyan a critical gaze, Amara crossed her arms into a pose that conveyed her wariness without outright hostility. "I hope you didn't ask me out here to duel. I have business with the Stargoons to attend to soon..." He voice faltered a bit, but she wouldn't show the same weakness to Scallio as she had accidentally to Kayen. He didn't need to know about her own insecurities regarding her position within the mercenary group. "If you wanted to have an actual talk for once, I guess I wouldn't mind."
Somehow, Amara doubted that'd be the extent of what would transpire here on this mythical mountain today, though whether she'd be right or wrong would fall to fate. "Your... friend. Narissa. She's alright?" There wasn't a clue in the world that could help Amara understand what a seemingly modest and nice girl saw in the violent echo of Endiver's child, but if the two were happy together she wouldn't push. Best he be left to find his own partner in life. Even if Scallio and Amara had a pseudo-feud going on, she didn't wish any ill on the Heran. "That whole shitfest at the mountain is over, yet I can't help but feel that won't be the last we hear about it." Two Saiyans had died there, and possibly the ghost that they'd left behind in their escape. "Who were those two who died? The brown-haired girl and black-haired boy. One of them was being cradled in some sort of magic like a fairy tail, while I'm pretty sure I saw the Queen vaporize the corpse of the other."
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Post by Scallio on Mar 22, 2020 16:08:16 GMT -6
115,254 PL "What a way to say hello." Scallio replied dryly as he watched his mother descend from the sky. He matched her started with one of equal intensity but remained silent until she questioned his intentions. "I didn't ask you out here to fight." he couldn't blame her for thinking that he had though. They'd done nothing but sling insults at each other and argue since they'd reconnected. Honestly it would have been foolish of Amara to show up here thinking anything else.
There was a sudden tightness in his chest, he hadn't been expecting her to ask about Narissa. Scallio's face softened slightly and his eyes drifted off to the side as he hesitated to give an answer. "She...hasn't woken up yet." Scallio struggled to keep the concern in his voice hidden, "I'm told she just needs more time to recover but..." there was always a chance that she might never wake-up.
"I'd honestly rather not talk about it." not that the other subject his mother had brought up was any better. "The woman was Nashua, I didn't really know her very well truth be told but she was an ally regardless. As for the male, well, that was Vocado, former King of Vegeta. I don't know much about him either." there was more to tell, specifically about Vocado's aspiration for the Tree of Might but Scallio wouldn't be the one to tell Amara. Scallio had more important things that he wanted to discuss with his mother, it was just a matter of figuring out how to say them.
"Speaking of what happened on the mountain, I just wanted to say...." he raised his right hand and folded all of its fingers but the middle one, "Fuck you for punching me with lightning." that hadn't been very pleasant experience for him.
BATTLE INFO KP: 3/3
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Post by Amara on Mar 26, 2020 9:19:16 GMT -6
"And fuck you for being a hotheaded bull, kid." Amara shot back. "You act like nobody can possibly understand that you were going through a fit of intense anger at the time, but news flash, any Saiyan with a blonde perm has gone through a similarly stressful situation and most of us managed to not lose our shit." The older Saiyan's form flickered for a moment, a flash of golden coursing through her hair before dying down in an instant. "And don't deflect and try to claim that 'we wouldn't understand'. What I understand perfectly clear is that you put the Queen's relationship with Earth on the line, your own life at risk, and left Narissa outside and completely open to getting attacked or taken hostage because you were too busy chasing your source of rage." Good guys just loved to spew how things were a matter of perspective, and maybe sometimes they had a point. Scallio's perspective, however, fucking sucked.
Amara, done with her normal rant, literally blew steam from her nostrils, turning away for a moment. "I can't keep stepping in like this." She said levelly. "I don't want you or your... new family to get hurt or die. Believe me, I truly don't. Yet with the way you act you're heading more down an Endiver path than you are anything else. It's time that both of us realize we are our own independent people. ...Heh. Guess I'm trying to say that you shouldn't count on me backing you up anymore. I have people who rely on me and I can't keep letting them down constantly to help you out of messes." Holding up a hand for a pause before Scallio could respond quite yet, she continued. "You might not have asked or wanted it. That's fucking whatever, I'm just letting you know. If you wanted to hire or work with the Stargoons later down the line I'll have no objections, but on a personal level I'm done chipping in."
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Post by Scallio on Mar 29, 2020 5:40:31 GMT -6
115,254 PL "You're right." he replied, knowing that the response would more than likely catch his mother off-guard. It wasn't lie though, he really did agree with a majority of what Amara had said to him. "I acted recklessly and I'd be a fucking idiot to say otherwise." he added with a frown, "I've had a lot of time to think these last few days, a lot of time to reflect on myself and the road I'm headed down." and what Scallio saw waiting for him at the end of the road, wasn't what he wanted. "It's made me realize that I'm still living underneath the shadow Endiver casted over me. I'm letting my anger, the anger he cursed me with, that I nourish and foster just like he wanted. I'm doing nothing but letting it control me." Scallio's face strained uncomfortably, he wasn't used to letting himself be this open, especially with her.
It felt wrong, foreign, and like he'd rather the two of them being beating each other senseless than sharing their feelings. Still, he'd be lying if he didn't admit that it felt somewhat nice to get all of this off his chest. "I can't let a fucking deadman control my life anymore." he said cold but confidently, "And I think changing that starts by dealing with this." Scallio motioned at Amara and then back to himself with his hand. Attempting to fix their relationship was why Scallio had asked his mother to meet him. He'd know that if he'd stated that outright the chance of her showing would have been pretty much zero. Neither one of them were too keen on opening up after all, and Scallio wouldn't have been doing this if almost losing Narissa hadn't done something to him.
Of course, fixing their relationship would be pretty difficult if Amara meant what she'd said. But this was his mother wasn't it? Just as afraid to connect as he was, quick to retreat to some other obligation when it came to him. It made him frustrated, his body tensing and the familiar urge to snap at her with an insult or sarcastic retort gnawed at the back of his head. "Trying to run away like always." he muttered with frustration but managed to stop himself before he could say anything further. He forced himself to relax, taking a deep breath and then letting out a deep sigh.
"You don't get to run away this time mom, not when I'm actually willing to admit that I need you."
BATTLE INFO KP: 3/3
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Post by Amara on Apr 3, 2020 12:06:30 GMT -6
"And why not?" Amara said bitterly. "It's one of the things I'm best at, besides fucking losing. You don't... you don't need me, Scallio. Don't get attached. I'm a Stargoon, a bad guy, and an all-around asshole. It's more likely than not that I'm going to end up as worm food in the near future at the hands of Earth's heroes." She shrugged. "And they'll kill me, say it was necessary, feel bad about it for like a week and then go on living their perfect, saccharine lives." They didn't care about people like her anymore. She was dangerous and would be killed, that was final. They were good and just, and that was inarguable. Perhaps it holds some truth to it. Perhaps it didn't. Amara didn't quite know anymore. Instead, she felt bad for all of the people like her. The ones that suffer endlessly and when they lash out to the world they get beaten down harder rather than helped.
Well, guess fucking what, world. If all these self-righteous hypocrites want to kill her with just cause, she'd give them one. Give a few people a free, nice vacation to Heaven where they can live in luxury before getting magically zipped back to reality by some mystical orbs. Protecting what you care about is one thing, but the way most of these people go about it is irritating and angering. "What could you possibly need from me, anyway? I'm a shell, Scallio. A dead woman walking. The only thing I possibly have to gift to you is training over Super Saiyan, and even then you'll find me wanting." It was like a big play with the universe as the stage and Amara as the poor little comedy relief. It was funny how often she just fucking failed to do anything. Warn them of Sensoa? Failure. Protect Kitiana? Failure. Try to do anything impactful on that blasted mountain? Failure. And while she was busy failing, the rest of her squad managed to detonate NAMEK of all places. What a farce.
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Post by Scallio on Apr 4, 2020 12:18:20 GMT -6
115,254 PL "You can't be fucking serious?" Scallio pinched the bridge of his nose "Let me say it this way then." Scallio looked his mother in the eyes, letting the seriousness and sincerity of what he was about to say show in his own. "I'm not letting you run away anymore." was he really capable of doing something like that? Probably not but that wouldn't stop him from at least trying. "You honestly think I care that you're a bad guy? Because I don't and quite frankly it's insulting that you even think something like that matters to me." the mercenary frowned. "I glassed half a space colony, destroyed part of a town, and just recently attempted to level an entire mountain because I was angry." Scallio rolled his eyes, "We're both assholes mother, so try a different excuse for running away." he said with a frustrated sigh.
Scallio could feel his hand wanting to tighten into a fist, the urge to lunge forward and punch his mother whelming up inside of him. It grew in intensity hearing how poor of a view she seemed to have for herself. He hadn't noticed it before now but she'd always talked about herself like that hadn't she? "You're really starting to piss me off you know that?" he muttered through gritted teeth, "Stop talking like you're already dead and you don't have anything to live for." Scallio glared at Amara with frown.
"I'm standing here saying I need you and all you're doing is spouting nonsense about being empty and asking why. Get the fuck over yourself Mom and actually listen to what I'm saying."
BATTLE INFO KP: 3/3
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