Post by Vocado on Jan 29, 2016 6:47:23 GMT
"Gah, finally!"
The Saiyan Guard sighed as he slammed open the door of one of Vegeta's many armories. He had requested a set of gear be made in the exact same style as his old set, but it seemed to take the armorers some time before they nailed the appearance down. Vocado stepped out into Cacumber Capital looking like his old self again, albeit with a sizeable power boost thanks to his painful stay on Earth.
He equipped a brand-new scouter to his ear, scanning his surroundings to see if anyone near him matched up. As he suspected, most of the Aliens and Saiyans here were much weaker than him now. He smirked, pushing past a crowd of people who were gathered around the outside of some scum-filled bar. With his armor repaired, he could finally head back to his job as guard on Knutts. He had to admit, getting out and seeing a different planet once again was nice for a change, but he was more than ready to get back to his duty.
He made his way towards one of the spaceports on Vegeta. Though normally it'd take weeks to get a free ride home, he had some special connections due to his job.
After a few moments, he arrived at one of the high-class space-ports. It had little activity at this time of day, which might help speed along his return home. Vocado stepped inside, being greeted by a thin blue alien. "How may I help you, soldier?"
The Saiyan stepped up to the front-desk, planting his elbows on it as he spoke. "I'd like to commission a personal Space-Pod back to Space Prison Knutts. I was stationed there, but I was called away on a mission."
The Alien did not reply. Instead, it quickly typed away at its computer, searching for Vocado's file to authenticate his claim. After a moment, the alien looked up, nodding in the Saiyan's direction.
"All good to go Vocado. Your pod is stationed outside Docking Bay A-012."
"Quicker than I expected... Thanks a lot."
The Saiyan quickly left to take his pod. He wasn't in the mood to waste time. Within minutes, he found himself directly in front of the pod he was given. It was stationed in an outdoors take-off zone near the spaceport, which would allow the thing to fly straight upwards into the sky.
It wasn't the prettiest pod, nor the sturdiest; he imagined it was one of their older models. He didn't really give a damn, though. It would fly, so he was gonna take it.
He popped the hatch open, hopped inside, and set his coordinates for Knutts. The pod slowly hovered away from the ground, before rapidly shooting upwards into the sky! It blasted through the stars, taking Vocado back to his workplace. The Saiyan sighed as he settled comfortably in his pod. It wouldn't be a long flight, but it didn't mean he couldn't get some rest on the way.
[Heading to Knutts. PL Please!]
The Saiyan Guard sighed as he slammed open the door of one of Vegeta's many armories. He had requested a set of gear be made in the exact same style as his old set, but it seemed to take the armorers some time before they nailed the appearance down. Vocado stepped out into Cacumber Capital looking like his old self again, albeit with a sizeable power boost thanks to his painful stay on Earth.
He equipped a brand-new scouter to his ear, scanning his surroundings to see if anyone near him matched up. As he suspected, most of the Aliens and Saiyans here were much weaker than him now. He smirked, pushing past a crowd of people who were gathered around the outside of some scum-filled bar. With his armor repaired, he could finally head back to his job as guard on Knutts. He had to admit, getting out and seeing a different planet once again was nice for a change, but he was more than ready to get back to his duty.
He made his way towards one of the spaceports on Vegeta. Though normally it'd take weeks to get a free ride home, he had some special connections due to his job.
After a few moments, he arrived at one of the high-class space-ports. It had little activity at this time of day, which might help speed along his return home. Vocado stepped inside, being greeted by a thin blue alien. "How may I help you, soldier?"
The Saiyan stepped up to the front-desk, planting his elbows on it as he spoke. "I'd like to commission a personal Space-Pod back to Space Prison Knutts. I was stationed there, but I was called away on a mission."
The Alien did not reply. Instead, it quickly typed away at its computer, searching for Vocado's file to authenticate his claim. After a moment, the alien looked up, nodding in the Saiyan's direction.
"All good to go Vocado. Your pod is stationed outside Docking Bay A-012."
"Quicker than I expected... Thanks a lot."
The Saiyan quickly left to take his pod. He wasn't in the mood to waste time. Within minutes, he found himself directly in front of the pod he was given. It was stationed in an outdoors take-off zone near the spaceport, which would allow the thing to fly straight upwards into the sky.
It wasn't the prettiest pod, nor the sturdiest; he imagined it was one of their older models. He didn't really give a damn, though. It would fly, so he was gonna take it.
He popped the hatch open, hopped inside, and set his coordinates for Knutts. The pod slowly hovered away from the ground, before rapidly shooting upwards into the sky! It blasted through the stars, taking Vocado back to his workplace. The Saiyan sighed as he settled comfortably in his pod. It wouldn't be a long flight, but it didn't mean he couldn't get some rest on the way.
[Heading to Knutts. PL Please!]
