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Post by Radasha on May 15, 2016 8:16:04 GMT
Radasha stared at her ship. Brand new pretty much. She hadn't flown the thing yet, though she almost had to when Walker threatened Vegeta. Sighing the Saiyan mother waited. She had sent word to all those she felt needed to be informed, or she thought would want to be informed. She was leaving the SSE. She couldn't stick around anymore. All the years she spent in service, and she dropped it in one day. Zucceta may not have been directly at fault for Kaula's death but the older Saiyan felt she couldn't serve anymore. There was resentment underneath all her logic and reason. Kaula had killed herself technically...but Zucceta's actions had, at least indirectly lead to her daughters death. Clenching her fists, she suppressed the emotions welling up again. She didn't know if she'd see Kaula again in this life or the next. All she knew is that the girl was dead now and she couldn't really do anything about it....she couldn't do anything during the event either. She couldn't keep up with Kaula, Bing, or Zucceta. It was...disheartening. She was snapped to the present when a voice smoke up. "You weren't going to leave without us were you Dash?" She looked up to see Ragus and Azpra standing near her. She had been so lost in her own thoughts she hadn't sense them. "You two don't have to follow me...." she said, trying to dissuade them from ditching the SSE as well. Ragus waved her off. "Who else is Azpra going going to annoy if you're gone?" he asked, to which eyepatch wearing female elbowed him in the side. Both were carrying bags. They were really planning on following her. Radasha sighed. "Fine, get on..." she stated, jerking a thumb towards the ship. The two saiyans made their way on board while Radasha waited for two more passengers. Acadovah and Banna. Rukkora |
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Post by Rukkora on May 15, 2016 9:40:49 GMT
[Power Level: 37,429][Heavy Weights On: 9,357]
The unexpected passenger approached from behind, her scowling face, unwavering gaze, and furrowed brow displaying her usual, sour attitude. She'd not heard much, but she could resolve that along the way. Instead, she steeled herself for a long trip. When she named Radasha as her master, the younger, larger Saiyan meant it. Though she didn't quite possess Radasha's compassion nor her anger with Zucceta and the Saiyan Solar Empire, she possessed loyalty in spades where her personal allies were concerned. And so she approached her master from behind, sure that she'd sensed her by now.
"You'd better have been expecting me," barked Rukkora, her arms folding as she looked to the smaller woman. "If you think defecting will get you out of our agreement, you've got another thing coming," she said, tapping her large fingers against her muscular, bronzed bicep, "I won't accept anyone else right now, especially when there's no one with half the experience or the sheer ballsiness you've got." A smirk spread across the massive soldier's face, as she came closer, "You'll have to introduce me to your friends there, but we'll have a lot of time for that. I'm coming with you, after all, Dash." She seemed to pick up on the nickname, appropriating it for herself.
Of course, Rukkora knew what this meant, leaving the SSE was an act of defiance, even if it was the smallest, most insignificant one she could imagine. But she came here dressed in unmarked, weighted armor, her energy blades on her arms, her Scouter equipped, and her battle axe behind her back; she was ready to do it. Her smile faded, still somewhat surprised with herself at her priorities... but...
"And don't think I'm making some big sacrifice here. Before I was a soldier, I was a gladiator and a slave. My first loyalty is to me, then to the people I like, and I guess this planet comes third. You're in the second category, and that's not something that happens a lot. So let's get moving, teacher."
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Post by Radasha on May 16, 2016 18:11:57 GMT
Radasha had sensed her. She also had expected her. She did say she would take the younger woman to Earth to train after all. The older Saiyan chuckled, turning to look at her. "If that's what you wish, sure. I did promise to train with you after all. I'm kinda looking forward to seeing how you progress. You made a big jump in power when we trained before. And Earth has more varied environments than Vegeta for us to train in. Snowy north....Deserts....Deserted islands. Got plenty places to choose from. I'll need to stop by....Kaula's home when I get there though..."
She sighed. She suppose she could use the home to stay while she was on Earth. She didn't know how long she would stay. She hadn't thought that far ahead. Pulling out her scouter, she placed it on her ear and spoke into the mic. "Acadovah, we're going to need more food....for a little more than one average Saiyan..." she said, noting Rukkora's size. She probably needed to eat more than Radasha did. Putting her scouter into her pants pocket, she placed her hands on her hips. "I wouldn't consider this you leaving the SSE service. It's merely training....If you feel you've trained enough, you can just return to Vegeta. I don't expect you to stick with me forever. I just....can't serve anymore..." she said, sighing again. "The Queen understands why so it's not like I'm becoming an enemy to the empire or anything....Not joining their enemies. I'm just heading out to....do my own thing I guess...Whatever that is...I guess I'll figure it out once I'm on Earth."
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Post by Rukkora on May 16, 2016 19:22:22 GMT
"Sounds perfect!" Rukkora replied, a big grin spreading onto her face. She'd heard of Earth's beauty before, she had to imagine that was why the Empire wanted it conquered in the first place. Well, that or to destroy it outright and completely waste all its resources - with Saiyans, it was difficult to tell. Regardless, she seemed happy to go. Her smile pulled back just a bit at the remark about her size, but given that she did enjoy eating, she decided not to complain about it. Well, she felt tempted to complain, but that pause before she mentioned Kaula's home stayed her tongue.
The slight annoyance gave way to a strange look, not quite pity but sympathetic all the same. Not every Saiyan loved their kid, Rukkora knew that firsthand. Neither of her parents truly cared for her, not in the way Radasha cared for Kaula. A twinge of envy stung within her chest, averting her eyes from the older Saiyan's and resuming her scowling to cover it up. As Radasha explained the terms of their leave, Rukkora gave a quick nod.
"Right, then," she answered, "it's just training. And, of course, I'm not going to Earth to help it, so I suppose that's fine, too. I mean, granted, I probably should've been there during the battle, so this would be the second time I've left without any oversight... but, screw it, by the time we get back only a handful of people on the planet will be able to say anything about it to my face." That thought brought the smile back for a moment, but her face reddened a bit as she added, "As for sticking with you, what I just said still stands."
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Post by Radasha on May 16, 2016 20:14:13 GMT
Radasha chuckled. "Well it's not like the SSE keeps good track of it's soldiers anyway....No telling how many go off to do their own thing." she said. She supposed as long as they didn't turn traitor, there wasn't much stopping a Saiyan from just flying off to do what they want. Probably mostly the low class Saiyans. Ones that don't have much to lose if they left. She supposed that fit her now. She had her home but....Hell people can find new homes easily enough. And there was no telling how long those damn Saibamen would stay put in that basement. She had Acadovah lock the home up. She may not be living there anymore, but she didn't want some stranger moving on in.
That was HER place dammit. And who knew, maybe she'd return one day. For now though, it'd lay dormant.....and probably end up as a Saibaman nest. Snapping from the thought of her home being a hive of little green men, she looked up to see Acadovah approaching, the blue orc-like man followed by a hovering cart filled with stuff they'd need on it. The supplies topped off with Banna, the yellow salamander-like alien typing away at a portable computer. She looked up and waved. "Hello Ms. Flahwur, who's your new friend?" the amphibious creature asked. Everyone was wearing some form of Vegetan attire. tunics with pants of varying colors, Acadovah having his usual bandanna covering the top of his head.
The large man looked at Rukkora for a few moments before turning to Radasha. "Finally...You found a friend I can talk to face to face without having to stoop over. Well done my lady!" he said, grinning.
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Post by Rukkora on May 21, 2016 20:53:38 GMT
With a chuckle, Rukkora greeted and introduced herself to Acavadoh and Banna. "Anything I can do to help us pack?" asked the large Saiyan, her tail whipping about behind her back as she raised her arms behind her head. "I'm getting antsy, I could use some light exercise."
Glancing over to the ship's interior, she spotted Ragus and Azpra, tilting her head toward them, "Those two who were talking to you a moment ago? I figure they're your friends rather than your students, but I won't say no to more sparring partners if they'll let me."
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Post by Radasha on May 22, 2016 20:38:36 GMT
Radasha looked over to the ship. Acadovah was currently pulling things from the cart and bringing them onto the ship. "Well suppose you could help speed things along by helping Acadovah. Do you have anything you're bringing along?" she asked, looking back to Rukkora. They weren't hurting on space. The ship could hold two more people besides Radasha and her people, so it wasn't like Rukkora wouldn't have room to put things.
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Post by Rukkora on May 27, 2016 16:11:15 GMT
"Nothing except my armor, axe, blades, and the clothes on my back," answered Rukkora. Aware that her jumpsuit was easily washed and one-size fits-all, she didn't feel the need for anything more. "Oh, right, and the weighted armbands and anklets for training. Reason is, I'm used to killing what I eat. Reminds me of childhood." She smiled a bit and walked inside, quickly finding a place to rest the training weights. Rukkora didn't bother to take off her weighted armor yet; she'd be lifting in a moment.
Heading back outside, she started to assist Acadovah in a surprisingly humble fashion for a high-born Saiyan warrior. Either because she saw it as training from Radasha, or because the thought of getting away from Vegeta for a while put her in a good mood. Before long, she held a number of the heavier parcels on her person, most of them food-related. She brought them over to the ship and let them down onto the floor. "Any other supplies left to pack, Dash? Aside from what Blue's hauling, I mean."
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Post by Radasha on Jun 1, 2016 15:57:06 GMT
Radasha chuckled. "Well we should have enough to last for a bit. Plenty of things to eat on Earth once we're there." she said. The supplies were eventually onboard. Everything was set to go. Acadovah and the others were already getting situated onboard. "Well I suppose we're ready to leave now...." Looking around, she sighed. She didn't know when she'd be coming back this time....She was probably going to be gone longer than either of her first two stays on Earth combined. "Suppose this is it for now...." she murmured.
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Post by Rukkora on Jun 4, 2016 6:45:23 GMT
Looking to her new teacher, Rukkora gave a small shrug and clapped a hand onto her shoulder. "I'm looking forward to it. I hear Earth's beautiful, too, and I was getting bored hanging around here anyway." She smiled genuinely at the older Saiyan, her tail wagging a bit as she grew excited at the journey ahead of them. Even if she tried not to act like it, the idea had Rukkora feeling restless and impatient. To her, this was as close to a vacation as Saiyans could have. Her face split into a wider grin as she tried to reassure her sighing comrade, "Besides, you'll have me nearby, and I don't like to get bored. We'll have fun with it, and we'll both get stronger, right?"
(Done. Power Level.)
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Post by Radasha on Jun 6, 2016 19:55:04 GMT
Radasha smiled slightly. "Yeah. We will. And it is beautiful....But the culture is different so...might want to avoid going in with a Vegetan mindset. Most of Earth's citizens are not warriors. And most of those who are, are not nearly as tough as we are. Different rules. And we're a minority there. Also if you can't control your Oozaru state, I wouldn't recommend transforming there, unless you're well away from the populated areas... Unlike Vegeta, Earth has several Capital cities...and more smaller civilized areas. After all it's not a total wasteland like our planet is..." she said, chuckling a bit. "I'm sure you'll enjoy it there though....."
She seemed about to add on to that, but a shout came from the ship. "Dammit Ragus, stop eating the supplies! You ate an hour ago!" Azpra chided. Radasha sighed and turned towards the ship to stop the fool from eating half the food they packed before they even set off. "Let's get going before we have to pack more supplies..." she said, chuckling.
(doneskies. PL)
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Post by Kizuki on Jul 2, 2016 4:26:29 GMT
Radasha:
+2,150 PL
New Total: 113,992 PL
Rukkora:
+2,675 PL
New Total: 40,104 PL
(Adding now.)
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