Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2015 1:32:11 GMT
((Heavy Weights enabled))
~Part 1~
It had been weeks since she’d even tried to get into contact with anyone. Not since finding out that her friend, Ari, had been injured after her stunt in The Lost City. She’d barely escaped and had plenty of injuries to prove her plight. However, that wasn’t what concerned her. What concerned her was that she was still in the city and barely able to make heads or tails of what was around her. After all, she’d only just gotten here 40 hours ago and the clock was still ticking. What she had unleashed upon the planet – regardless if they ventured out into the world or not – would not soon be her last regret since embarking on her journey to find some lost valuables.
And the ironic part of all this was that she’d come… because of a distress signal. To think she’d help anyone in this kind of place…
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(Outside of The Lost City, 100 miles from the South City Islands)
Ever since her run-in with the unique girl in the cold mountains of Jingle City, she’d realized that some time away (more importantly, alone) would help her to clear her mind of her previous encounters with the people of this planet. She’d never intended to stay long here anyway; perhaps a few days to get a grasp on the species, its language maybe but more importantly to her: its secrets. However, it was just her luck that this planet had such a vast amount of turmoil in it’s past and present – they’d be no end to the opportunity of treasure. She’d seen to that time and time again.
There was just no denying how amazing this place was.
So, she packed up once more with what she could carry and traveled south towards the warmer temperatures. The further and further she traveled eventually led her to what she would come to know as the Southern Islands. Going a little further, she picked one that seemed big enough (and more importantly, uninhabited) to start her dive into seclusion. It was… uneventful at first. Sure, there were the occasional beasts that nearly got the better of her – nearly. They proved to only be a meal afterwards and help her to map out the terrain more quickly.
This went on for a week until she ran across someone she’d never imagined she would see.
“You’ve lived here all your life?” Zerori asked, eyeing the very short individual, not exactly pudgy but gaunt and as if squished to her height. They had pointed ears and large eyes and went by the name of Ari, though Zerori them about their short name.
“Yes; it’s not like I’ve anywhere else to go.”
“There’s plenty,” Zerori informed him with a knitted brow, “If you need proof, I’m from space,” She stated with a straight face, to which Ari looked at her disbelievingly.
“Right, and I’m supposed to believe that…” And it was conversations like that that made them laugh together. It didn’t bother Zerori in the least that Ari didn’t believe her; she lived on a planet that seemed to be xenophobic to races as a matter of fact; it came as no surprise.
She spent quite a few days learning about Ari, her people and why she lived on an island like this. Apparently, it has always been harrowed as cursed or haunted, even though Zerori didn’t get that kind of vibe from it at all. It wasn’t until three days later that Ari had returned with some food and a couple of artifacts that Zerori got to take a good look at, that the saiyaness Halfling started to think seriously about what she was saying.
“This looks positively ancient! Where did you get this again?!” Zerori exclaimed, looking over the slab on rock that had partial pieces of metal inside of it. It was as if metal was inside and that the rock was artificially built around it. The islander simply shrugged.
“Before my parents died, they said they were to watch over these belongings by the deities of our people. I don’t much continue to watch over them as much as… well, keep them clean.” Zerori could tell by her expression that she was hardly moved by the responsibility her people had left to her and her alone. Giving the piece back, she grinned at Ari.
“Thanks; I’m sure that if I wanted to sell it, it’d bring a good amount of money but I’m not interested in trying to move a piece of junk,” When Ari’s eye widened, either in surprise or offense, Zerori waved it off, “-Besides, I’m not here to try and steal some two-bit secret from a kid-”
“I am NOT a kid!”
“-I came for the treasure of the century!” Zerori continued, standing up excitedly, “By next week, I’m going to be so rich and powerful – I won’t need to be on this planet much longer!” Walking over to a very rudimentary radio transceiver, she started to flip through the various channels, “I’ll be satisfied to leave and search for other planets.”
As she scoured the stations, Ari just stared at the woman with a slightly concerned expression. She was unsure what to think of the saiyaness woman; one moment she kind and curious, then next she was greedy and rude. And then she throws away an opportunity for something good for something better that she might not find. Ari thought that the woman was very confusing and possibly not much mentally put-together as she might have thought she was.
Maybe that’s why she came here? Ari thought, but seeing the woman listen carefully with a slightly somber expression on her face, she couldn’t help but feel like the lady was running away from her problems.
“What are you afraid of?” Came a question from the young girls mouth, surprising Ari as she didn’t intend to say it out loud.
Zerori turned to the girl, her eyes widening from surprise at the seemingly random yet innocent question, “’Afraid of’? I’m not afraid of anything,” She said without missing a beat. In Zerori mind, however, she was suppressing the very numerous feelings of trepidation that made her second-guess and rethink her actions. What was she willing to steal, how far was she willing to go to pursue her goals and aspirations? Without meaning to, Ari has made Zerori think about her reasons for being here without asking Zerori why she was there.
“But… everyone is afraid of something,” Ari cautiously continued, curious by the turn of the conversation.
“I’m not; I told you that I’m from a warrior race of people,” Zerori responded robotically, as if simply relaying information she’d been told herself. Ari could tell Zerori didn’t really believe her own words. “There’s nothing we can’t kill.”
“Yeah, but why aren’t you home with your people?”
Zerori frowned, glancing at the girl from the corner of her eye, “I’m not going to discuss that with you. I’m here for money; nothing more, nothing less.”
“Then why not just take-?!”
Standing up from the receiver, the saiyaness looked at the girl directly before interjecting angrily, “I don’t care about that piece of shit! Stop pestering me with things I couldn’t give a damn about and just be grateful I haven’t taken your belongings!”
Ari jumped at the intensity of Zerori’s anger, not expecting to affect the woman so much before there was silence and the young girl nodded. Satisfied, yet feeling an uncomfortable tug in her chest, Zerori raised her head to look down at the girl from her nose before turning back to sit down. For the next few moments, the silence was dense and heavy with awkwardness. Ari wanted to leave back to her home; not really to do anything but to escape the intensity of the silence. When she started to walk off, she heard something that was almost impossible to catch.
Turning back to the woman that sat at the desk, she waited to see if she could hear it again. A sigh escaped the woman’s lips before she looked over her shoulder with a tired expression at the young girl, “-Sorry. I don’t… I don’t want to talk about things like that.”
For a moment, the girl didn’t know what to say before she nodded and started to walk off again, “It’s okay.” Before she got out of the hut, however, Zerori seemed to have heard something and stood up quickly, startling Ari. For a few moments Ari only saw the lady scramble across the desk to find items around her; A pen, some paper, and a weird device she put over her face. She seemed excited for some reason.
“Alright, it’s not exactly interesting but it’s something new!” She seemed to declare to herself, pressing the button on her scouter before nodding a few times, “It’s close; on the island as a matter of fact,” At that, Ari was intrigued.
“What is it?!” She asked and Zerori turned to her, as if suddenly remember Ari was still here. Then a sly smile came to her face, something that seemed akin to a plan forming.
“There’s a distress signal about a hundred miles from here. I don’t know what it could be about but it’s both archaic and interestingly advanced at the same time; maybe…” She turned to the slab that was the apple of her eye moments before, “-it was something to do with your people and why they’re not here anymore.” Getting up, she grabbed some objects from around her and knelt down to the girl’s height, “What d’ya say? Wanna go treasure huntin’?”
Caught off guard, but super excited at the idea, Ari couldn’t help but smile with wide eyes before nodding. Flashing her grin in return, Zerori reached for the girl and picked her up to place Ari on her shoulders. Ignoring her sound of protests, Zerori took off in a brisk run out of the shelter and into the late afternoon of the rainforest.
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~Part 1~
It had been weeks since she’d even tried to get into contact with anyone. Not since finding out that her friend, Ari, had been injured after her stunt in The Lost City. She’d barely escaped and had plenty of injuries to prove her plight. However, that wasn’t what concerned her. What concerned her was that she was still in the city and barely able to make heads or tails of what was around her. After all, she’d only just gotten here 40 hours ago and the clock was still ticking. What she had unleashed upon the planet – regardless if they ventured out into the world or not – would not soon be her last regret since embarking on her journey to find some lost valuables.
And the ironic part of all this was that she’d come… because of a distress signal. To think she’d help anyone in this kind of place…
.
..
(Outside of The Lost City, 100 miles from the South City Islands)
Ever since her run-in with the unique girl in the cold mountains of Jingle City, she’d realized that some time away (more importantly, alone) would help her to clear her mind of her previous encounters with the people of this planet. She’d never intended to stay long here anyway; perhaps a few days to get a grasp on the species, its language maybe but more importantly to her: its secrets. However, it was just her luck that this planet had such a vast amount of turmoil in it’s past and present – they’d be no end to the opportunity of treasure. She’d seen to that time and time again.
There was just no denying how amazing this place was.
So, she packed up once more with what she could carry and traveled south towards the warmer temperatures. The further and further she traveled eventually led her to what she would come to know as the Southern Islands. Going a little further, she picked one that seemed big enough (and more importantly, uninhabited) to start her dive into seclusion. It was… uneventful at first. Sure, there were the occasional beasts that nearly got the better of her – nearly. They proved to only be a meal afterwards and help her to map out the terrain more quickly.
This went on for a week until she ran across someone she’d never imagined she would see.
“You’ve lived here all your life?” Zerori asked, eyeing the very short individual, not exactly pudgy but gaunt and as if squished to her height. They had pointed ears and large eyes and went by the name of Ari, though Zerori them about their short name.
“Yes; it’s not like I’ve anywhere else to go.”
“There’s plenty,” Zerori informed him with a knitted brow, “If you need proof, I’m from space,” She stated with a straight face, to which Ari looked at her disbelievingly.
“Right, and I’m supposed to believe that…” And it was conversations like that that made them laugh together. It didn’t bother Zerori in the least that Ari didn’t believe her; she lived on a planet that seemed to be xenophobic to races as a matter of fact; it came as no surprise.
She spent quite a few days learning about Ari, her people and why she lived on an island like this. Apparently, it has always been harrowed as cursed or haunted, even though Zerori didn’t get that kind of vibe from it at all. It wasn’t until three days later that Ari had returned with some food and a couple of artifacts that Zerori got to take a good look at, that the saiyaness Halfling started to think seriously about what she was saying.
“This looks positively ancient! Where did you get this again?!” Zerori exclaimed, looking over the slab on rock that had partial pieces of metal inside of it. It was as if metal was inside and that the rock was artificially built around it. The islander simply shrugged.
“Before my parents died, they said they were to watch over these belongings by the deities of our people. I don’t much continue to watch over them as much as… well, keep them clean.” Zerori could tell by her expression that she was hardly moved by the responsibility her people had left to her and her alone. Giving the piece back, she grinned at Ari.
“Thanks; I’m sure that if I wanted to sell it, it’d bring a good amount of money but I’m not interested in trying to move a piece of junk,” When Ari’s eye widened, either in surprise or offense, Zerori waved it off, “-Besides, I’m not here to try and steal some two-bit secret from a kid-”
“I am NOT a kid!”
“-I came for the treasure of the century!” Zerori continued, standing up excitedly, “By next week, I’m going to be so rich and powerful – I won’t need to be on this planet much longer!” Walking over to a very rudimentary radio transceiver, she started to flip through the various channels, “I’ll be satisfied to leave and search for other planets.”
As she scoured the stations, Ari just stared at the woman with a slightly concerned expression. She was unsure what to think of the saiyaness woman; one moment she kind and curious, then next she was greedy and rude. And then she throws away an opportunity for something good for something better that she might not find. Ari thought that the woman was very confusing and possibly not much mentally put-together as she might have thought she was.
Maybe that’s why she came here? Ari thought, but seeing the woman listen carefully with a slightly somber expression on her face, she couldn’t help but feel like the lady was running away from her problems.
“What are you afraid of?” Came a question from the young girls mouth, surprising Ari as she didn’t intend to say it out loud.
Zerori turned to the girl, her eyes widening from surprise at the seemingly random yet innocent question, “’Afraid of’? I’m not afraid of anything,” She said without missing a beat. In Zerori mind, however, she was suppressing the very numerous feelings of trepidation that made her second-guess and rethink her actions. What was she willing to steal, how far was she willing to go to pursue her goals and aspirations? Without meaning to, Ari has made Zerori think about her reasons for being here without asking Zerori why she was there.
“But… everyone is afraid of something,” Ari cautiously continued, curious by the turn of the conversation.
“I’m not; I told you that I’m from a warrior race of people,” Zerori responded robotically, as if simply relaying information she’d been told herself. Ari could tell Zerori didn’t really believe her own words. “There’s nothing we can’t kill.”
“Yeah, but why aren’t you home with your people?”
Zerori frowned, glancing at the girl from the corner of her eye, “I’m not going to discuss that with you. I’m here for money; nothing more, nothing less.”
“Then why not just take-?!”
Standing up from the receiver, the saiyaness looked at the girl directly before interjecting angrily, “I don’t care about that piece of shit! Stop pestering me with things I couldn’t give a damn about and just be grateful I haven’t taken your belongings!”
Ari jumped at the intensity of Zerori’s anger, not expecting to affect the woman so much before there was silence and the young girl nodded. Satisfied, yet feeling an uncomfortable tug in her chest, Zerori raised her head to look down at the girl from her nose before turning back to sit down. For the next few moments, the silence was dense and heavy with awkwardness. Ari wanted to leave back to her home; not really to do anything but to escape the intensity of the silence. When she started to walk off, she heard something that was almost impossible to catch.
Turning back to the woman that sat at the desk, she waited to see if she could hear it again. A sigh escaped the woman’s lips before she looked over her shoulder with a tired expression at the young girl, “-Sorry. I don’t… I don’t want to talk about things like that.”
For a moment, the girl didn’t know what to say before she nodded and started to walk off again, “It’s okay.” Before she got out of the hut, however, Zerori seemed to have heard something and stood up quickly, startling Ari. For a few moments Ari only saw the lady scramble across the desk to find items around her; A pen, some paper, and a weird device she put over her face. She seemed excited for some reason.
“Alright, it’s not exactly interesting but it’s something new!” She seemed to declare to herself, pressing the button on her scouter before nodding a few times, “It’s close; on the island as a matter of fact,” At that, Ari was intrigued.
“What is it?!” She asked and Zerori turned to her, as if suddenly remember Ari was still here. Then a sly smile came to her face, something that seemed akin to a plan forming.
“There’s a distress signal about a hundred miles from here. I don’t know what it could be about but it’s both archaic and interestingly advanced at the same time; maybe…” She turned to the slab that was the apple of her eye moments before, “-it was something to do with your people and why they’re not here anymore.” Getting up, she grabbed some objects from around her and knelt down to the girl’s height, “What d’ya say? Wanna go treasure huntin’?”
Caught off guard, but super excited at the idea, Ari couldn’t help but smile with wide eyes before nodding. Flashing her grin in return, Zerori reached for the girl and picked her up to place Ari on her shoulders. Ignoring her sound of protests, Zerori took off in a brisk run out of the shelter and into the late afternoon of the rainforest.
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