Castle of Ice and Lady of Steel (Aurora)

Aurora's head snapped up at the sound of the colossal crash from behind her, further up into her castle and seemingly from the side that was nestled into the titanic iceberg she had crafted to act as a sort of cliff wall. The Arcosian had been once again trying her hand at painting (although for the first time since the events at Mt. frappe), and was already onto her second masterpiece of the day. A small part of her didn't want to go see what had happened, but judging by the muted beeping coming from the scouter at her hip and the sudden drain on her energy as the ice that whatever had just broken through began to seal over, repairing itself, Aurora knew that leaving it alone wasn't an option. So instead she gently goes to pick up her canvas and places it to the side before properly standing up. Reaching both arms over her head she allows herself a stretch, a small groan leaving the arcosian as something in her back pops satisfyingly. "Okay. Lets see who's arrived at my place in the middle of nowhere this time." She murmurs to herself with a sigh. 

Rising gently into the air, she decides to opt for the more direct route in order to reach the place where she felt her ice beginning to both reject the intruder into its design and heal over. She was rather glad her and Suri's magics meshed so well, otherwise Aurora would have had to swallow her pride and dignity every time there was damage to her home to go ask her Majinn friend to help her patch it up again. Waving a hand the ice of the ceiling (or floor) of the next level moves back and shuffles away from its creator, allowing Aurora to ascend through the many levels of her home in the direction of the disturbance she had very clearly felt rock her home. While she makes her way there, she contemplates upon what it may be. It was loud, but she doubted any of her enemies would dare attack her here, and if they did they most likely would have bombed the entire place from on high or something similar. No, this felt... smaller. More accidental than anything else, even though that thought surprised her. A while ago she would have scoffed at dismissing something like this as an 'accident', but as Aurora had experienced... that often tended to be the case. Although that wasn't a case to let one's guard down.

Reaching for the scanner at her hip as she reached the floor of the disturbance, Aurora puts the white eye piece around her head and gazes around for whatever it was, following the drain on her energy reserves. "Ah. There you are." She whispers to herself as, only a room away, a signature that seemed to be half in the floor popped up.Granted, said signature was gradually being pushed out by said floor, but that was neither here nor there. Touching upon the smooth ice, Aurora seals her entrance way back up and slowly pads her way towards the entrance to the room. The signature had been... rather impressively weak, equivalent to when she had been born, but she was still somewhat cautious. After all, it could merely be someone disguising themselves, although if that was true... this was certainly a rather odd way of sneaking in. Stepping into the currently unfurnished room that was, or had been, little more than a square room before it had a hole put in one wall and a furrow in the floor, Aurora glanced down towards what seemed to be... some sort of... glowing Arcosian?

"And who might you be?" She asks, crossing her arms and making no move to aid the figure outside of twitching her fingers to have the floor and wall completely repair, leaving whoever this was laying on a smooth and cool floor. Now that they weren't in a ditch, Aurora could see that it wasn't so much a mechanised Arcosian like she had expected, but was closer to... some sort of suit? A suit based upon an Arcosian's form, and sealed so she couldn't tell who was under there. How curious.

Aurora watched calmly as the armoured person seemed to panic silently after looking at her for a small while, her brow raising as they then seemed to make a bunch of random gestures. Assuming that they had yet to realise that she couldn't hear them, she just leaned against the door frame slightly, waiting for this mystery person to realise that she couldn't hear them. Judging from the armour and the relatively weak power level, Aurora was willing to bet that this person was an earthling. They seemed to typically need to rely upon technology and other such methods in order to grow stronger and ascend to the higher levels of power. Then again, to add a tail reminiscent of her own people's was an odd design choice, so perhaps a saiyan? Or another tailed alien, like one of those Jakaijin. Aurora couldn't imagine that a tail would be that useful to anyone who hadn't been born able to control one, but the possibility of Earthliing was still there. They didn't often make what could be called... sound decisions, and a lot of their judgement, as far as she could see, seemed to be based on emotions and feelings than any sort of logic.

Her guesses were brought to a halt when the figure finally removed their mask. Saiyan. The long expanse of jagged black hair all but confirmed it. There would have been a time, not too long ago, that Aurora might have reacted... rather negatively to such a thing. But now all that she felt was a sort of resignation. Of course it was a Saiyan who crashed through her walls. How could she have expected anything else? Shaking her head slowly, she listened to the frantic apology from the saiyan as they stumbled over their words. Aurora wanted to be a little angry, buuut... there hadn't actually been any irreparable damage, and the marks of her entry were already sealed over and gone as Aurora's magic did its job. Not to mention, the Arcosian had more self control than to get mad at what was clearly an accident that had endangered the Saiyan more than she herself. In all honesty, Aurora was surprised she had been able to bust through her magical fortifications and not be turned into a bloody pancake. That was... a rather impressive level of durability for someone of that power level. That suit had to be extremely well made. 

She listened as the Siayan, Kabocha, introduced herself. The tail tip wagging was a little distracting as Aurora received both an apology and a secret message to flee, but she was almost certain that was more accidental than it looked. "I..." Aurora begins, her own stubbier tail moving visibly from left to right. "Am Aurora, of the common clan Arctos. Greetings Kabocha." She inclines her head. "And you needn't worry about the structural damage. I have already sealed it over. In fact, I am more curious as to how you managed to survive crashing through walls constructed at roughly seventy times your strength." She raises a purple hand towards the armoured Saiyan. "I presume that has something to do with that suit of yours?" She asks. "I have seen similar weapons like it, but to not have been reduced to little more than pieces by colliding with my magic is a rather curious phenomenon. Tell me, does your family have a history of being sturdy, or is it purely the design of that suit of yours." Aurora understood it was something of an awkward situation, but... it truly was just a curiosity to her. 

"Aurora will do." Aurora tells Kabocha, raising a hand to stop her from trying to go further as she looks towards the curious Saiyan. She could certainly get behind the good manners that the woman was displaying by asking for how she may address her, a breath of fresh air amidst the usual Earthling and Saiyan tropes of simply going with the first name and then attempting to sling an arm around you. Although that being said... It seemed this particular Saiyan wasn't immune to her people's seeming natural inclination towards chatter, as she quickly continued to talk. Although instead of the usual babble, Aurora found this particular topic to be... rather interesting. "Another Arcosian?" She would murmur in surprise. "Here, on Earth?" How had she missed second one? A few weeks ago the news of another Arcosian would have sent Aurora into something as close to a frenzy as she could get, and while now she had satisfied her curious primal need to see another member of her kind, the news of a separate one was enough to send her tail swishing excitedly from side to side in quick, but lazy swings. "I wasn't aware there was more than two."

She watched with an approving humour as Kabocha's energy tail swished in such a manner as to avoid touching her icy floors. At such strength, it wouldn't be able to actually damage her floors, especially not with Aurora so close. However that didn't mean good manners should be overlooked. In fact, it was enough to slightly soften her stern expression. That expression would then continue to change as Kabocha delved into the technicalities of her armour, Aurora's brow raising as she listened. "Indeed, Saiyans tend to be significantly more durable than humans. As far as i'm aware, that would be due to your people's curious ability to temporarily mutate into the Oozaru when exposed to blutz waves. I believe it may be a sort of permanent, lingering effect you all share from a common ancestor." She would respond almost as if on instinct, her arms uncrossing as she speaks. "And you do, in fact, have a denser level of muscle fibres and tissue arrangement, alongside simply stronger bones than the majority off humans." It felt... honestly kind of nice to say this, to actually talk about her research into Saiyans. "Although humans themselves have their own natural advantages of course, such as more logically attuned minds and inventions. Although compared to my own people... well." She would shake her head, finding herself getting off track. 

"Anyways, what are you doing in the north pole, Kabocha?"

"I'll hold you yo that." Aurora responds towards the Saiyan's promise to show her where this... Garruk and his fiance were, borrowing a common earthling phrase that as far a she was aware was meant to signify an intent to follow up upon an oath made by the other party. Aurora had to admit that the idea of not only meting an Arcosian, but one that had access to such resources as to allow for a suit like that to be made, was very exciting. It meant that if she was able to make a positive connection, she could possibly have access to said  technology. Earthling technology was good and all, yes, but there was definitely a clear distinction between the average level of tech found on a backwater planet and one found at the hub of civilisation that was Arcose. Not that Earth was at all as backwater as Aurora had originally thought when she first moved to the planet. Recent events had certainly... enlightened her as to just how important the blue marble was, as almost everyone who was anyone seemed to have a stake or be interested in the planet, not to mention is absolute infestation of powerful fighters. 

"..Yes. I have done my research upon the Saiyan people." Aurora replies, somewhat hesitantly. "I often end up needing to combat them, and with their natural power I need to know everything I can in order to compete with their Super form." A glance towards Kabocha's power level stopped Aurora from correcting herself, although at such strength... well.  Perhaps it wouldn't be long until it was her super form. "I agree, although one can be forgiven for making the mistake. Its musculature is far closer to that of an ape, although its snout and tail are not found upon a typical earth primate." Noticing the slight shudder, Aurora made sure to warm up her impromptu guest. Or, well, closer to moving the cold away in order to leave only a sense of mild warmth. It would be rude, after all, if she were to leave what was quite clearly just a lost and innocent girl in the freezing cold. Save that for those that annoy her, or were trying to kill her. Kami knew she had enough of the latter. She still had yet to fully recover from the battle at the mountain, something evidenced by the brief sparking of her heart gem and a small wince from her. 

Aurora listened intently as Kabocha moved on, talking about her suit (which was apparently new) and a mysterious 'procedure' that she seemed reluctant to share any information about. While Aurora wasn't going to push her on that front, as that would be the height of rudeness, what came next held her attention. "Mt. Frappe?" She murmurs, brow raising. "Well, i'm afraid you've overshot it by... a rather significant degree. However, I believe I can answer your question as to what you heard." She starts, temporarily putting aside the mention of the Saiyan's heart. "A Super Saiyan by the name of Scallio attacked me whilst I was living there, and then attempted to destroy the entire mountain. I was about to strike him down when a companion of his intervened and stopped me. From there, a large amount of powerful beings arrived. What you probably heard was the act of a Ghost who's name I don't know. He unleashed an attack strong enough to destroy this," She taps her scouter, "and reading at about fourteen million in power level. Rather impressive, although at the time it was simply closer to terrifying." Aurora had no problems admitting that.

"As for your heart..." Her red eyes narrow as she pumps some Ki through her own, eliciting sparks one would usually find in fault electricity. "Tell me. How interested are you in growing your power? Because at your current strength, you should be okay. If you keep going, however, and develop your ki..."

"I barely managed to." Aurora responds to the Saiyan, mind flashing back to the events of the mountain. While she had been able to hold her own a the beginning, everything that came after... well. From what little she had been able to feel and experience during all the craziness with Kalabas and her own... issue, the raw power on display had been more than enough to remind her that despite everything she had achieved, there was still far further to go. The very thought of so much effort and she was still behind the true movers and shakers of the galaxy was enough for her lip to curl. Every time she thought she was getting close, her goal was simply pulled away once again. Even Dion was now ahead of her, someone that Aurora had originally far outpaced and outstripped back before she had been able to rival the super saiyan form it. It was... admittedly infuriating. So close, and yet so far. No matter what she did, no matter how hard she tried, it only ever seemed to result in her being behind those she wished to be able to look in the eyes. What was worse was that... she was the strongest of her people. They had no champion. 

But that was neither here nor there at the moment, and the Arcosian shakes her head in an effort to clear it, focusing back on Kabocha and her words, which brought a small... pang in her chest. Not like the usual pain. Something more... emotional. Wishing to do good was a frequent goal of those around her, and yet it never once faded in how admirable it was. Vague yes. Difficult? Certainly, in this universe. But nevertheless, noble. She continued to listen as Kabocha detailed her condition and the purposes of her armour, finding it... oddly similar to Aurora's own situation. Although instead of needing a mechanical regulator, she was capable of simply making sure the flow of her Ki stayed suppressed in a state that wasn't life threatening. "Hm." She starts, frown deepening in thought for the moment as she looked at the Arcosian-esque suit and the Saiyan inside. "I'll train you." She eventually says after a couple of moments, deciding. "If you insist on growing more powerful, your Ki is only going to get more plentiful and thus more dangerous to your life. I have... experience in that sort of area." She gestures towards her cracked bio gem, which sparked helpfully (and painfully).

"I can teach you not only how to control it, but how to fight and use it to the fullest. Something that will be required, if you wish to help others." Aurora continues, already beginning to think over everything she herself had learnt. If Kabocha did accept, it would be good for her as well. She could 'get back to the basics' as the humans say, and would no doubt offer her insights into their... semi shared condition. It also didn't surprise her in the least that Dion had offered to train the girl, although the mention of that curious talking cat was... odd. It seemed that people of strength really were attracted to one another.