Can You Fend Off the Law?

It'd been a little over a week since the run-in with the Namekian spirit in West City. A week was plenty of time to lick one's wounds, but the bruise in her pride had only grown darker. Her failure was difficult to write off and ignore. She had gotten in far over her head, and now, she needed to prove herself as capable at this job.

So, when news had reached her of a theft in Otherworld, and rumors that the thief had come to Earth to hide, Laverna had jumped at the opportunity to prove both to herself and her superiors that her promotion was deserved. It had taken some time to track down, but the scent of Otherworld magic was unmistakable to the hybrid. If one only knew what to look for, it stuck out from the Earth's myriad of life forces like a sore thumb.

So, the purple-haired Ogre had followed the scent to the lands of the East. Some trees dotted the landscape, though she wouldn't call it a forest, and the soil underneath her feet was slowly growing dry and brittle. She supposed she was nearing the wastes, but for her current need to be subtle, she had insisted on approaching from the ground.

Laverna raised her nose and sniffed again, then corrected her path just slightly in the direction of the source of magic. A few scuffs and patches of dirt clung to her formal, dark blue business attire, though she hadn't the funds or attention to have it cleaned lately. Such idle thoughts swam through her mind while she rounded the corner, and came face to face with the mouth of a cave built into a sudden drop. She suspected that such a cliff wasn't natural, but it wasn't important now.

Her slow gait came to a stop at the very edge of the cavern, and she cleared her throat. Loudly.

"I can feel you. Come out and talk, and this doesn't have to be ugly." Her voice reverberated slightly off the rock walls. Her large eyes didn't look away from the darkness except to blink intermittently. Her tail lay poised behind her back, raised and curled inward in preparation for a fight. From within the cave, her silhouette against the sun on her back might've made her horns appear only that much larger, and her build more imposing.

She was a ghost buster by title, though she carried herself with the self-assurance of her Saiyan blood.

Laverna's base PL is 15,174. Saiyan Ferocity (x3/x2T) is inactive.