Post by Deleted on Sept 21, 2016 23:12:26 GMT
Namorel
Powerlevel: 6,766 [-75% Heavy Weight Reduction]
West bound, Namorel had frequented many an encounter on his ways out west on some days. The last few days had been rather slow, with almost nothing happening around him, and he supposed a flight out west would give him his usual results of finding someone to entertain him for some time... as long as it was not another one of those unruly female saiyan types. That Kaile had proven to be a handful, even after he had given her a place to rest... after knocking her out, she proved ungrateful of his gesture, Sometimes the definitions of what is good and bad between these various speciesconfused Namorel, but at least the humans seemed to have a culture similar to that of the namekians back home on Namek. They lived in slightly more organized collections of housing and work buildings with intention to better the community as a whole rather than completely focus on the selfish desires of their own heart. Another prime example had been Golden Pipe's Club, West City Twelve, out on Iguana Street, it was an almost Socialistic diplomacy between people and their combined interest in the music they shared with one another.
As Namorel flew, he would watch the ground beneath him shift frequently, with the terrain not resting at one point due to the varying temperatures that existed on this planet, probably the most irritating difference between Earth and Namek, he assumed it was due to the lack of three solar entities, but he didn't have the evidence to back this up as he continued his flight westward, his ki exerting freely, only suppressed by the weights he wore on his head and shoulders. The cape rippling in the wind the further and faster he flew.
Jormungandr
KP: 3/3[No Techniques used]