Adapting(Natto,Invite)

– What the heck are you doing?! – the young saiyan said in a rather harsh tone. He was wearing his traditional black colored battle suit with brown shoulder guards and tight guards. His tail was wrapped around his waist in a belt-like fashion like most saiyans did, and he wore white gloves and boots, with the second having a pattern on its tip like his shoulder guards. He had no shirt underneath the battle suit, wearing only a black-colored jumpsuit pants. He also had a red scouter on his left ear and a distinguishing cross-shaped scar on his left cheek. He was Natto, the current Commander-in-Chief of the Saiyan Solar Empire’s Stationary Defense Army, and he didn’t look like much at a first look. His power level wasn’t even that high if someone could sense it, but, somehow, that big woman got scared when he came in defense of the blond alien kid.

The saiyan had no excuse and just mumbled some stupid crap about beating an alien just because he was an alien, and even though Natto didn’t like aliens himself, he didn’t like them to get beat out of the blue, especially if they were kids. He used his thumb and made a motion, like telling the woman to leave, and she quickly did as he commanded, and, following that, he stared at the kid. He had some angry eyes at the moment, but there was some tiny bit of kindness inside of it, that he was trying his best to hide.

– Explain what happened, kid… I want to hear you before I decide what to do with you… And tell me what you are… You look like… - he paused for a little while, arching one of his eyebrows as he tried to determine what that blond kid was. – An earthling? – he asked, not so sure about it himself.

That was some curious earthling kid. He didn’t seem all thrilled to be offered a position in the army, and that didn’t surprise Natto at all, since, being an alien, to join the saiyan army would diminish the racism he was to suffer, but it would not – in anyway – make it disappear completely. Even among the lines of the army, even if he was to grow into some really skilled and accomplished fighter, he would still be seen by many saiyans as a foreign, as a lower being, and that was quite sad. Being a second class citizen was something that no saiyan would accept, even the kindest and gentler ones, which included Natto.

Then, he said something that caught Natto’s attention. ”Habana?! He knows her?!” he asked himself, as he arched one of his eyebrows, listening to what the blond earthling had to say. He said that he wanted to ask two questions, but only asked one. Natto immediately shook his head. – Wow! Slow down, kid! I didn’t say that you would join as a member of the elite… I said you had an elite tier power level. To become an elite, besides having a high power level such as yours, you have to be recognized by our highest authority as such, and that authority, right now, is me. – he said, pausing for a bit.

– And, as much as I want to know what your other question would be, I have a question of my own to you. – he paused again, staring the earthling into his eyes. – You mentioned a person named Habana… Is this Habana a hybrid female? – Natto asked him with a quite curious tone. If this kid was a friend of Habana, that would be taken into account, as it would mean that he was a friend of someone Natto himself considered friend. With that, the young saiyan commander would start looking at him with better eyes. As of yet, Natto thought that that kid was quite lost and that maybe Vegeta wasn’t the right place for him.

The way the blond kid described it was most definitely the Habana Natto was talking about. He said that he happened to meet her by accident and that he was living together with her and her mother for a while, until he could get his things together. He then made it clear that they weren’t living together as “mates”, but more like friends, and also said that she was mean but really nice and that had lots of enemies, which made Natto arch one of his eyebrows. ”Lots of enemies? Well… She was in jail once, so it shouldn’t surprise me… Still… I’m curious about it…” he thought to himself, but chose not to say a word about it for now.

Following that, he asked if, by joining the army, he would be obliged to wear the battle armor that the saiyans wore. Natto didn’t quite understand the meaning of his question at first, but as he continued to speak, it made things pretty clear: he was really ignorant to the material that was used on the battle suits and, therefore, thought that they would hinder his movements, which made Natto chuckle for a bit, but his smile and chuckle ceased, turning into a deep disappointed sigh when he said that he couldn’t fly. ”Goddammit! What is going on with these people?!” he couldn’t help but ask himself. It was weird that people couldn’t fly, it was one of the basic things you can actually do once you learn how to control your own ki energy. For him it made no sense that someone could fire ki blasts, but couldn’t fly… Go figure!

– First of all… What’s wrong with you people?! How come you can’t fly?! This makes life quite difficult, you know?! It’s like… The very basic you should be able to do once you learn to control your energy… But, anyway, that’s up to you! The army won’t go easy on you just because you can’t fly… - he said with a quite frustrated and disappointed tone, and, following that, he raised one of his arms, showing to him that the armor wasn’t designed to hinder movement. – Second… You will have to wear some sort of battle suit, yes… But it doesn’t hinder your movement! It is made to be flexible and allow fighting to the full extent of the fighter’s skills… On top of that, we also have models with shoulder straps, instead of guards. You will be able to choose one to your liking. – he said, waiting for the kid’s response.

The subject seemed to be really delicate to the blond earthling kid, since he clenched his teeth as he stared at the young saiyan commander. He was really anger when Natto pointed out that he couldn’t fly, and the saiyan didn’t quite get why, until he started speaking. He said that tried to learn how to fly for years and couldn’t manage to do that, no matter how hard he tried, to which Natto answered by arching one of his eyebrows, feeling rather surprised by such a statement. Then, the kid calmed down and apologized for losing his temper, and said that flying was a sensitive matter to him, and, after that, changed the subject back to the armor, to which Natto answer with a nod.

Following that, the kid asked for his name, and introduced himself as Alex, a quite weird name, but most earthlings or earthling related people he had met had those weird meaningless names on his opinion, but it wasn’t up to him to judge it. – My name is Natto. – he answered and shook hands with the kid. – As I said… You can choose any model of armor, and you will be into some sort of trouble from time to time for being unable to fly, but you seem strong enough to handle yourself! Habana handles herself pretty well. he smiled a little bit. – Anyway… If you want to join, I’ll give you the directions on where you can enlist… And if you need anything from me, I’ll probably be at my spaceship, the Star Javelin, at the imperial palace hangar. – he informed, before explaining to the kid where exactly he could enlist.

– If you don’t have an address… Upon enlisting you will gain a dorm room according to you rank. I believe you will be considered middle-class due to the peculiarities… - he was avoid using “inability to fly”. – But that’s good enough… If you prefer, you can still live with Habana. – he finished.

If Alex was satisfied with that, Natto would go away, heading towards the imperial palace. It was quite curious to meet another earthling. ”Maybe they are coming to Vegeta as a refuge from Virtual Poi… But I have to be careful… If many of them come here, they could outnumber us…” he thought, frowning his eyebrows a little bit. ”I will be extra careful with that…” he decided.