Typha sat on a stool outside of line. Before he went in he wanted to see if anyone else was going to come through. Of course he found many Namekian began to pass through. Typha closed his good eye. Seems Namek was destroyed. There was a moment of silence for them but no angry. He had done all that he could. Plus he didn't have time for anger. The stargoons and Cress had won the day but he didn't plan to let them hurt anyone else. He needed to figure out how to send a message. He got ready to get in line but he noticed someone else appear. Korla the Tuffle? Typha was a bit confused? He had assumed she had died before he came. He had felt her ki disspear? What had happened? Maybe she had some good news for him or something bad had happened. Well more bad then the destruction of Namek. Typha walked over to her giving a nod. "I hope you are doing ok. Namek seemed like a home to you. I am sorry that I failed to protect it. I thought you already passed through here. Can you tell me what happened to you? I sensed your ki disspear but it seems you died after me?"
Korla had not quite known what to expect once she had been knocked out, as far as she knew she was to be absorbed into Mumbo which seemed in theory like a fate that would deny her even a death at least until Mumbo eventually passed, assuming of course there WAS an ‘eventually’ for him, Majin appeared to be quite different from most other species so there was no knowing how long it would take for him to die naturally assuming he was not killed.
Thankfully unconsciousness functioned much like being trapped in her father’s preservation device, Korla did not have to experience the ‘wait’ and simply awoke to find herself once again in a radically different setting than what she had been in before, unlike when she awoke from preservation though she was not simply in a ruined version of where she had been before, but instead a… line?
Korla idly heard a voice speaking that helped jarr her senses back to ‘reality’ as she shook her head clearing away the fog her mind had been in until recently as Typha spoke to her apologizing for failing to protect Namek while asking about what had happened, strangely though where before Korla had stood roughly a similar height to Typha now the Konatsian loomed over her.
Still a bit dazed Korla looked around once more seeing the line, and the strange golden clouds, EVERYTHING looked big here. Almost like…
Korla looked down at her hands and found not the now familiar pure white skin tone she had gotten used to but her old skin tone, Korla reached up and adjusted her hair pulling a few locks into her vision and finding her old violet hair color “I’m back to normal” she muttered before realizing she was ignoring Typha.
“Sorry, I don’t really know what’s going on to be honest. The last thing I remember was the red haired Stargoon blasting me. I got the impression she was holding back so that I could be absorbed later but… I don't THINK I was? I would assume if I had been I would still technically be alive? I don’t have any clue what went on after that. You don’t have to apologize, you did more than would ever be necessary of you, as far as I know Namek was not a home to you and you apparently still died to protect it”
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Typha finally noticed that Korla didn't look like she had done before. Her ki was the same but it was a lot lower. Whatever this was Typha was not going to ask. This must of been her true form. It was just like when he had both his eyes in the otherworld. Speaking of he had to remove his robotic eye. He moved to remove it and after that, his body healed to its normal state. "Well, this is the one good thing about being dead I can see." Typha joked. Still, it was a hollow feeling knowing he died again. At least someone he knew was with him. He could help her through this time. He could not imagine how hard it was for her to be dead.
When he asked what she knew she admitted she didn't know that much. She got blasted by the redhead giving him a scowl. "That one is Ramen. She is the right hand of the Saiyan Kingdom at least was. If Kayen was the one who ordered the attack on Namek She'd of been there. This was some traitor but it seems there was a major split. What pisses me off too if she was not there I could have saved the planet." Typha mused. "At least I think so. I could of at least taken out the saiyan." Typha closed his eyes. "At least we saved some people and I didn't run." Typha shook his head. "Sorry It would have been best for me not to fight and save more people but I am pretty stubborn." Typha smiled. "But I suppose If I didn't try to stop Namek's destruction that would be even more cowardly."
When she told him he didn't have to apologize for not protecting Namek he raised his hand "I do need to apologize because this is my fault. Looking at it I caused a lot of this. Plus It like I failed home. The reason I protected Namek was not out because I was without a selfish thought. I did it because I did something wrong in my past. This is the only way I can redeem myself." Typha closed his eyes thinking of Konats. "Plus my own people are without me. I am their sword. I should have not fought to protect Namek I should have saved who I could." Typha grabbed his head in thought. "Ahh, I hate when there are so many options and ways to go about things. Logically I made the foolish choice but I know it was the right choice morally. I can't hold one planet or another." Typha sighed. "So why Namek? Why did Namek become your home? You're not from Namek I assume you are from somewhere else?"
“You asked me once who my enemy is, remember?” Korla asked a strange seemingly unrelated question from what Typha had said and asked her but it had a point, regardless of if Typha did remember the question from their first proper meeting Korla would continue on “The Saiyans, THEY are my enemy, the enemy of my people. I am a Tuffle, if you don’t recognize the name of my people it’s because the Saiyans killed us, essentially all of the Tuffles. I’m the closest thing to a ‘real’ Tuffle and even that is arguable because of what was done to keep me alive” Korla frowned briefly, now though that was perhaps… less accurate… she looked more or less like her original self though she could FEEL something different about herself.
“I woke up on Plant, the planet they now call ‘Vegeta’ a few months ago, fresh from the fires of the Saiyans last attack, the one that lead to their victory and the death of my people, I eeked out a living in the ruins of the capital city for a while before learning more about what I had become and stealing a ship to escape. I landed on Namek and… they were just very welcoming. Some other survivors, my close friends, joined me there and we kept distant but eventually we interacted more, mostly me, and they were wonderful people to us” Korla said with a sad smile and a sigh
“They reminded me of what I’m told the Tuffles were like before the Saiyans arrived, when we were able to be peaceful. The Guru Oboe was a friend and our friendship was cemented further after the first attack, the one that destroyed his home. When that Saiyan arrived with his allies I coulden’t leave, my friends aided in the attempts to get as many Namekians off the planet as possible but I was unwilling to abandon the place that had become my new home, the Saiyans took one from me already… I sort of knew though that I didn’t stand much of a chance, it’s why I made sure my friends took off first, let them think I would be right behind them” It was painful to think of Iyokan and Duran’s likely reactions once they realized what she had done, the only solace she could take was that Iyokan was still not currently able to properly ‘feel’ emotion so perhaps it would hit her a bit less hard.
“You did a good thing protecting Namek Typha, I’m sure Oboe will do everything he can to undo the damage done, if I can figure out a means of contacting him I will ask him to look after your world, I think if he was there we might have actually stood a chance”
Typha calmly nodded as Korla shifted gears and asked if he remembered who her enemies were. “Yes I do remember that. I was unsure of your sides. You reminded me of something I heard of once. A story on my old home planet. That brought back bad memories.” Typha shook his head. “But once again in my life I attempted to paint a broad stroke on a group based on appearance. It makes me nothing but a fool.” Typha bowed his head in apology. Then she admitted who her enemies were. The Saiyans. Typha stopped bowing his head. “Oh that makes sense.” A few months ago he might have been confused why saiyans were her foes but then again, he had just been killed by one and Kayen right hand in Ramen. So his patience with the largest Saiyan faction in the universe had worn thin. It was quite reasonable to hate that group of people but she was painting a broad stroke on the race. That was the concern. While some of them seemed bad he had met many good saiyans. He supposed it was his job now to try to dissuade her from that path but it was the first time to hear her reasoning.
He paused when she explained the Saiyans had destroyed her people. They had killed her entire species known as the Tuffles. He had never heard of them. A few times of muttering of the legend when he was on Vegeta but he just assumed they were some people that died off. It changed things when the Saiyans killed their neighbors. She had gone to Namek when she had the chance and that became her home. They had given her a place. Typha closed his eyes. Then the attack happened and she stayed to fight. Her friends ran off assuming she would be right behind them and return to them alive. Now she was dead and the planet was gone. If only he had been stronger. He had been so close to killing Cress. He looked at his sword. He needed a strong slash for the day he returned. Typha opened his eyes when she noted she was sure Oboe would revive them. “Maybe but for all we know the Namek Dragon Balls are gone. I am hoping not.” If they were Earth was an option but he was sure someone would not want Namek revived. If it went as high up as Kayen it’d be trouble to bring Namek back.
“Hearing all of this I can understand why you said nothing. The Saiyans and I had a complex relationship. I can understand your hatred of them. I have the same feelings for machines. I made an error awakening an army of machines that were resting deep in my planet. They killed many people and only after a few months was I able to defeat them. I came to Namek the first time then to get the dragonballs. I had to face off with the Saiyan were I made a bargain with them. I got my wish and there are 2 of there's. I suppose in some ways If i had not taken that maybe some of this would have been stopped.” Maybe if the Saiyans had won less they would not have been as arrogant as they are now. “There Queen Kayen and she is like me I suppose in a few regards anyway. I sometimes think she is me If I took the crown from my brother and ruled with blood. I suppose I deeply respect that but know it is wrong. I let a lot of wrongs pass in my lifetime. However, even if the Saiyans on Vegeta and that means a lot of them do cruel acts not all Saiyans are bad. Do not paint a broad stroke on there entire race. I used to think all Robots were evil but I met the President of Earth Carro and his Ally Leo.” Typha waited for her response.
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