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Post by Lettucia on Oct 19, 2016 1:09:05 GMT
PL: 7501 [Has Access to Makyo Star Multiplier]
She'd been flying through the empty void of space for some time now. She was rather bored to tell you the truth she had nothing to do but watch stars and planets as she flew by them. Otherwise she'd sleep and wait for the time to pass as her journey continued. Before long she could hear the beeping that signalled her destination was close.
About damn time, I was starting to get cramped in here.
Her red eyes opened and she looked down onto the glow on the control panel. Yes, now she was about to enter the earth's atmosphere though she hadn't set any really specific coordinates so she wasn't one hundred percent sure where she was about to land. Still it didn't matter with her ability to sense power levels it probably wouldn't be hard for her to find people on this planet at all, especially with it's large population. She took in the sight of the large sapphire coloured planet. It truly was a gem, still nothing compared to the site of Vegeta though. She much preferred her own ruby coloured home to this one, but it would be a nice get away she supposed. She had heard they had vast bodies of water everywhere, that sounded like a good time. Planet Vegeta was more or less, barren.
The ship went along it's trajectory and after a while she could no longer see much as the front of the space pod began to glow red hot and flames seemed to jump to life all around the craft. The force caused the entire vessel to start shaking, clearly this one was going to be a bumpy landing. She watched as the surface of the planet approached her at frightening speeds. This wasn't ok, this was going to hurt a bit. She braced herself and then it came.
BOOM.
With a loud crash her ship slammed into the ground creating a large crater where it was, sending tremors throughout the earth. Birds and animals alike all ran away from the site of her crash. To anyone close by, they would've simply seen something like a comet or a meteor slamming down into the earth's crust. Slowly the pods door opened up and a groggy Lettucia stepped out with her Naginata strapped to her back wrapped in it's sheathe.
"Well that was less fun than I thought it'd be." She turned to look at the ship, but the state it was told her all she needed to know. It wasn't going to be flying again, this was it's last voyage. "And I guess I really won't be going back to Vegeta anytime soon. No matter, I doubt what I came here to do would take a small amount of time."
The white haired saiyaness turned her head and looked to the sky. First things first, I need to find out where I am and get a general idea for where everything is. She looked down at herself, she was still wearing her SSE uniform. After the invasion, she wasn't sure how many people on Earth took kindly to soldiers of the Empire. It would probably be best for her to change out of these, but first she'd need to find somewhere that she could get clothing from as well. "Well, won't find anything just standing around here." With that she took the skies and headed out. Surely she'd sense something, sooner or later, preferably sooner.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2016 3:41:20 GMT
PL: 8,946 (Due to HWs) Marcel rested upon a branch of a tall tree, his back against the bark with his hands resting upon his lap. The hybrid was taking a nap on this fine afternoon after training all morning with his weights still on hidden under his attire. He sat there motionlessly as animals would come climbing past from time to time, observing the body before scurrying off. It was strange that these animals never once tried to attack, nor eat the seemingly defenseless man. Perhaps it had something to do with him living out here as well that they were familiar with him, and how friendly he could be....or perhaps they feared his strength. Soon, a sound would cause the sleeping hybrid to open an eye halfway. This strange noise grew louder, and louder, causing the nearby animals to scurry off from the noise. What on earth could it be!? Before he could even open his other eye, something came flying by fast, nearly missing Marcel's head. It moved so fast that it caused the leaves on nearby trees to quickly blow forward, and unfortunately for Marcel, it caused him to come plummeting out of the tree, face first onto the ground.... "Ahhh..." he groaned as he managed to get back on his feet, placing a hand on his now scratched up face. He didn't get a good look of it, but for a second there, he could've sworn he sensed ki coming from whatever that object was. He stumbled a bit until he was completely able to get his footing, only to be shaken up again after the ground vibrated from a sudden loud BOOM with more animals running past away from where the object was flying towards. Did it crash? He then began to run through the forest, following the smoke he saw floating up into the air. There it was again....that ki he was sensing. Once he picked up on it again, he started to take flight, flying over the trees. The first thing that came to mind was the well being of whatever crashed as it must've been a living thing. As he grew closer, he noticed that whatever he was sensing was heading towards him, so he stopped, hoping that what, or whoever it was would stop in return. If they did, he'd see that the person was a white haired woman with strange looking attire, and.....crimson eyes the same as his, minus the black slits. He didn't completely realize the attire she was wearing however, as he was fixed on her eyes which just felt....familiar to him somehow.... Who was she...? Lettucia
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 19, 2016 13:29:33 GMT
As she flew she already picked up on another energy signal, stronger than hers even though from the looks of it not by that big of a margin. It looks like she hadn't been wrong in coming to earth, she'd only been here a few minutes and already she was finding fighters stronger than herself. She turned in the direction of the power level she was sensing with all intentions of finding out just whom it belonged to. It didn't take her long to come upon a man with black hair and red eyes dressed in white clothing, just the fact that he knew how to fly let her know he must have been a fighter especially with his large power level. She came to a halt floating in space as she sized him up as he stared her down in return. Did he recognize her uniform? Was he in shock? She didn't understand why he was just floating there.
"You there, where am I and where's the closest town or city?" she asked. Normally these questions wouldn't be necessary on a regular mission. She'd just demolish whomever was in her way and proceed to destroy the planet, but this time around she couldn't be so careless. She was alone and on a planet filled with warriors strong enough to combat the legendary super saiyans, attracting unwanted attention wasn't exactly apart of her game plan. Her sheathed Naginata stayed strapped to her back as the wind blew causing locks of her hair to flow along with it.
As she waited for a reply, the sound of the wind rushing through the bamboo trees below them filled her eyes. It was somewhat pleasing though she wasn't really paying attention to it. Her face held no emotions as she stared down the man in front of her. Scarlet eyes did nothing but expect an answer, an answer which would decide the direction the rest of this little greeting would take. Would they part on peaceful terms, or would she have to attempt to strike him down. At the moment it would seem violence wasn't necessary as he'd made no reaction to her uniform, but then again that could all just be a plow to have her lower guard. It wasn't one she would fall for though.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2016 16:41:20 GMT
"Those eyes..." Marcel muttered to himself. They were beautiful sure, but that wasn't the reason he was so fixed on them. He has seen eyes like those before.... every time he looked into a mirror, or anything with a reflective surface, he'd see them, minus the black slits of course, but still, there was something about her eyes that reminded the hybrid of his own. He's seen others with red eyes of course, but this was different, feeling...demonic in nature. The wind that briefly blew past, brushed against the demonic Saiyan's light skin, causing him to blink some as he came back from his little trance. "Oh...right. My apologies." he bowed, resting a hand on his chest before standing back up. "You're in the Bamboo Forest, or what I like to call it...home." he said, smiling a bit before turning around, pointing forward. "If your to keep going forward, you should find a city." Still, he hasn't realized the attire the woman before him was wearing, and even if he did, would he even know that it belonged to SSE soldiers? If it had an emblem, or symbol on it like Capper's then he'd probably notice, but now his mind was still wrapped around what she was. Marcel had a strong feeling that this woman is a demon. Only once has he ever met a demon, being that red headed girl who converted into an android. Law knew so little about his demon side, and pretty much nothing about his father. He wasn't all that knowledgeable on Saiyans neither, not even knowing what Saiyan armor looked like when it was right there staring at him in the face. But he did have some knowledge of the SSE, and even has two friends within their ranks. A red female majin, and a ridiculously long haired male Saiyan. Even his mother was loyal to the empire, something Marcel isn't aware of. It's unknown if she still is however, or if she's even alive.... "But, might I have a moment of your time?" he asked, looking back towards here with a calm expression. If she had refused, he would let her go, and return to doing what he was doing, but if she decided to stay, he'd begin talking. "First off, my name is Marcel." he said bowing once more. "A pleasure to meet you." a small warm smile on his face before reverting back to his calm tone. He would then peek over her shoulder at the smoke most likely rising from where the woman crashed at. "I'm guessing you you're not from around here?" he asked, commenting on her earlier question, and what could possibly b her ship back there. He wanted to start small before working his way up into talking about her race. Lettucia
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 21, 2016 3:59:15 GMT
She watched him as he muttered something to himself, how long did he plan on making her wait for an answer. She wasn't the most patient of Saiyans, but she still had some degree of control over herself. Soon enough the Earthling spoke up realizing that he was playing a mute, about time, were the all slow on this planet? If so, how the hell were they so strong. Perhaps it was trade off, brains for strength, all brawn no brain. He was however very courteous as he bowed deeply at the waist, the action caused a quizzical look to appear on Lettucia's face. She wasn't expecting this. Her white tail unravelled from her waist and touched at her chin as one would do with their finger when pondering something.
Hmm, very well mannered isn't he. Are all Earthlings like this? Probably not, just like not all Saiyans were ruthless arses.
She turned her head in the direction he was pointing, towards the North, if her sense of direction was still correct. She was about to take off and fly away when he stopped her by calling out. He wanted a moment of her time, what could she possibly offer him? She was the one that asked for directions. The black haired man introduced himself as Marcel, bowing once again at the waist. Okay now she felt like he was over doing it. What the hell was the matter with him, what did he want and why didn't he just spit it out. She breathed deeply calming her thoughts disguising it as a sigh. Perhaps this was a good thing, she could use someone like him, for now. At least until she knew what her situation was and whom she needed to look out for.
"Pleasure to meet you Marcel, I am Lettucia, and no I'm not from around here." She said answering his question. She paused, wondering exactly how much she could tell him, but so far he didn't seem to mind that she was a Saiyan. "To be honest with you, I launched from Vegeta and kind of ended up of course and crash landed on this planet." It wasn't a total lie, she did leave from Vegeta and she did crash land, just this was the planet she had been aiming for.
"As it so happens, my space pod is broken beyond repair and more than likely will not be flying anytime soon." She glanced behind her in the direction of the smoke, huffing up another breath as she shrugged her shoulders nonchalantly. "But, what can I do. Anyways, I assume you stopped me for some reason other than stating the obvious. How can I help you?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 21, 2016 20:39:51 GMT
He heard as the air escaped from the woman's mouth. Obviously she wasn't amused, and/or was in a hurry, so he attempted to make things quick. But then he noticed her furry white tail uncurling from her waist. It was also the time he finally realized her attire, but wasn't too familiar with it. It sort of reminded him of Capper's, but the two still had a great amount of difference, so he didn't htink too much of it, mainly because of the tail capturing most of his attention. Her eyes, the felt demonic.....but her tail despite the color.... Felt....Saiyan. Could she also be....? No, impossible, or at the very least highly unlikely. He listened as she explained her situation, further growing his suspicion about her being Saiyan, or at least part Saiyan such as himself. She claimed she crash landed from Vegeta, and in a space pod. Marcel's mother had an old worn out space pod as well, resting somewhere within the hybrid's former home as she abandoned it when she...left. It was pretty much Marcel's now as he was the only one who knew exactly where it was, despite not exactly knowing how to use it, since he never once tried. He didn't think much about whether this woman before him is apart of the SSE, or has any malicious intentions due to being so locked on what she could possibly be, which may end up biting the hybrid in the back. Marcel finally noticed how quiet he was being once again due to being caught up in his thoughts, his eyes still following her tail. "Lettucia...." he said in a sort of trance like tone before shaking his head a bit, snapping himself out of it. "Right...you do seem to be busy, so I will try to make this quick." he finally said, looking into her eyes then back to her tail. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but you seem to be Saiyan, or..." his eyes fixed themselves back to Lettucia's. "At least partially one. If I may ask, what are you 'mixed' with?" He then nodded a bit before continuing. "Of course, you don't have to answer." he made sure that he wasn't trying force an answer out of her, or anything. To him, she was scared, and seemed to be looking for a way to get off the planet, so she could be on her way to where ever it was she really wanted to head to. "I myself have Saiyan blood within my genes, believe it, or not, but what I'm mixed with....isn't exactly human." he said, pointing towards his own eye in an attempt to give her a hint as he still wasn't exactly comfortable with telling people of his demonic half. He believed that sharing what he was would probably comfort her enough to the point that she would share who she was. He didn't want to seem like he was, forcing her to tell him, but he truly was curious due to the familiar vibes he was reading off of her. Lettucia
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 22, 2016 4:13:43 GMT
Again the man before her fell into a lull of silence, she was beginning to think he really was just slow in the head. She floated closer to him, approaching slowly until she there was about a foot of space between them. Why was it that he fell silent so often, though it wasn't like she was truly in that much of a rush, haste did make waste after all. Perhaps she should slow her roll. Once she got into his face, it was then that he spoke up once again mentioning the obvious, at least to her it was obvious. Her tail, it seemed the man was interested in her heritage this told her he probably really didn't know much about the Saiyan race or the SSE.
"I am part Saiyan, yes" Her arms crossed her chest as her head tilted slightly to the right. It seems he was more curious as to what caused the mutation in her Saiyan genes than he was about her being a saiyan at all. Well it wasn't like she had anything to hide, she was quite proud of her demon half. She smiled for the first time since meeting Marcel, exposing the fangs which were in the place of her canine teeth. "Come now, you can't tell just by looking at me? I'm part demon." Her scarlet eyes glinted as if suddenly filled with mischief.
It was then that Marcel announced he too was part Saiyan, his fingers pointing at the red eyes that he held. "Oh? Another hybrid, from the looks of you... you're part demon." She was merely guessing because of the colour of his eyes, because even amongst half breed Saiyans, red eyes were a trait belonging to the small few who had demon blood within. As far as she knew. "Why didn't you just come out and say so? You should be proud of your demon blood. Though I must admit, it is odd that you don't have a tail." By now Lettucia had begun circling her fellow demon - saiyan hybrid. He seemed far too passive to be of the same blood. She was much more aggressive as were other saiyans, and from what she'd heard demons weren't much better. "Not exactly human you say, ha! You mean you're the furthest thing from them."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 22, 2016 20:00:52 GMT
Marcel blinked a few times as the woman floated closer towards him. Out of all of the things he didn't fully understand, women of any species were by far the top on the list. He glanced away as she finally gotten close to him, feeling a bit awkward about the sudden invasion of his personal space. Most guys would take up this opportunity to flirt, or other things...but Marcel was different, he was pretty much shy, and awkward around these situations which is funny considering he keeps a calm, professional attitude in most other situations. She then answered his first question of being part Saiyan, but still he looked away from her as he nodded a bit as a sign that he was still listening at least. That part, he wasn't too interested in however. It was his next question that he really wanted an answer to which came in the form of the woman actually smiling at the male which he caught from the side of his eye before his attention returned to her, getting a full view of her fangs. She then nonchalantly dropped the answer Marcel was looking for as if it were nothing. His eyes widened some as he was in a bit of shock. There was actually....another just like him!? He honestly couldn't believe it, believing all this time he was the one with this 'cursed' mixing of genes. Unlike him however, she was very open about her demon half, actually proud of it. He listened to what Lettucia said to him about being proud of his demon blood as she circled him. He then thought back to how his step father would tell him to never be ashamed of where he came from, or what he was. His advise, although effective, really only worked partially. Back then, Marcel wasn't too comfortable with neither his Demon, nor Saiyan blood, believing that those two mixed together would only lead to chaos, but soon came to terms with his Saiyan side, but never truly his demon half. Although most people on this planet didn't take too much of a liking towards Saiyans, it was actually his demon half that caused Marcel to suffer the most during his youth, his demon half that use to cause him to rage, nut now he has better control of this rage....for now. Snapping back from his small trance, Marcel finally realized that the woman was circling him in which he attempted to follow her movements by turning his head left, and right. What was her deal!? She then commented on his lack of a tail which resulted in him shaking his head a bit. "I guess that just never passed over to me..." he claimed a bit hesitantly. He was also thankful that it didn't after learning about its....odd ability from Shemha. Becoming a humongous, raging ape didn't really appeal to the hybrid. Lettucia
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 23, 2016 6:21:23 GMT
Upon her answer the hybrids eyes widened in surprise and shock. What, had he never met another half demon before? Granted the only other she had met was Zeraf and now him, but it wasn't like she thought there was never any others out there. Hell if there was one there was sure to be more, wasn't that a logical way of thinking? Either way, it seemed this was a touchy subject for Marcel as he suddenly spaced out again. What was it with this man? He stops her to talk and then turns into a mute for more than half the conversation. She would have flown off if he hadn't eventually spoke up about his missing tail.
"It hadn't been... passed on?" Now she was the one with the look of surprise on her face. Well more one of confusion. A saiyan born without a tail? "You mean to tell me that you've never had a tail?" The thought alone was mind boggling. Her head tilted as she stopped her motion, allowing Marcel's tracing gaze to fall upon her finally. Her own scarlet eyes narrowed as she stared him down, "Now that is something I've never heard of before, I've heard of Saiyans losing their tails, but not being born without one."
Saiyans that lost their tail always had the possibility of regrowing it, though she wasn't sure if it was possible with someone that had never had a tail before. Though she supposed he didn't have to deal with the accursed weakness that came with it. As soon as the thought crossed her mind the white tail wrapped itself back around her waist where it was safe from the grasp of anyone trying to do it harm. She knew from living on Vegeta that one day she would be able to purge herself of that one weakness. Honestly she was hoping that day would be soon. She would have to put her tail through rigorous training, not mention herself seeing as she'd have to be able to handle whatever pain came along with it.
"I suppose it's not entirely a bad thing, you don't have to deal with the stupid weakness that comes with it nor do you turn into an ape involuntarily at every full moon... although being half demon there was always the chance that wouldn't have happened regardless." Yes she was telling him unnecessary things. Things he didn't need to know, but she needed to gain his trust. He was the first human she met and he seemed fairly trusting and naïve which worked in her favour. So long as she didn't betray his trust immediately she had a feeling he could possibly help her quite a bit. "Tell me, what do you know of your demon half?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2016 21:00:18 GMT
Marcel shook his head at Lettucia's first question. From the look on her face, Marcel could tell that she found him not having a tail to be odd despite him only being half Saiyan. Law never thought too much of it since he believed that that would always be a possibility coming from any Saiyan hybrid, but from the look on the white haired woman's face, it seemed like that wasn't the case. "Not that I'm aware of, no." he answered once more before listening to the woman's little story. "I'm guessing my demon half is the dominate of the two." he shrugged a bit, unsure himself. In truth, his Saiyan half was actually the dominate one, explaining why he appeared more 'human' instead of how the particular demon race his other half is made up from looked. He then nodded some as he listened to the half demoness' brief explanation, already knowing these things himself, except for one thing that caught his attention at the last minute. Tail weakness? He began to wonder what she had meant by that, but wasn't going to bring it up right away due to the other hybrid still talking. Was there more to those tails than their strange transformation? His mother never once talked to Marcel about her tail, nor did he ever bring it up himself for some reason. He probably just saw it as normal due to pretty much always being around her to the point that he just didn't bother to question it, but he did get curious about it from time to time, especially when they were around actual humans who had no tails. "My demon half....." Law placed a hand under his chin before shaking his head a bit. "To be honest with you, I know absolutely nothing about my father, nor what specific species he was other than demon. He had never once met his father, and his mother had barely told him anything about the guy, mostly because she didn't know herself due to....how he was conceived. The species of demons however had no true name, but were a part of a small clan in the Demon Realm known as, The Recusants. They had snow white hair with blood red eyes, black slits in the middle of each just like Marcel's except he had white in his eyes like a regular human. Their skin midnight black in color, and ears as pointy as a knife. Of course they have a humanoid shape along with other humanly features. They are a very dominate, and powerful species which mainly played a role in Marcel's....'creation' taking 'advantage' of any poor soul that crossed their path....one of the victims being a lower class Saiyan woman..... Still, Marcel was very much in the dark about those things. Lettucia
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Post by Kaile on Oct 25, 2016 1:59:58 GMT
i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged It had been quite awhile since Kaile herself had 'crash landed' here on Earth, An intentional design as she wanted it to appear that she had been attacked. The first being she had met here was an Android named Bing, the former guardian of earth, and he had set her off on this course so to say. Over her time here she had met quite a number of people and seen most of the customs of this planet, She didn't really much care for most of the customs of the planet though. However as she made her way about looking for the next good fight she noticed a reddish beacon coming in from the sky, a familiar sight to be sure, a smile formed over her face... This new arrival, she would find out who it was... And she would fight them. She didn't care how strong or weak they were, she wanted to see how strong they were for herself. Hopping into the air she dashed off quickly towards where she anticipated the ship to land, needless to say it might take her awhile to get there. By the time she had arrived there were two signatures on her scouter, curious considering the ship she saw looked like it could only have been a simple pod. But as she arrived she clicked her scouter to scan the two, 8,946 and 7,501.... Both rather low all things considered. Since she was getting so close she decided that, since she could verify their Power Level, they could likely do the same, because of this she lowered her own Power Level quite significantly down to a measly 1,000. Descending down towards the two, in as much of a non-hostile way as one wearing a large sword on their back could, she gave a friendly smile as she looked towards the two "Well, I haven't seen a ship crash that hard in over 10 years!" Reaching the ground roughly 10 feet from the two she gave them both a wave of her hand "The name's Kaile!" She said, she was wearing naught more than a casual earth shirt and blue jeans. Her long hair was up in a ponytail as usual and her sword was held tight to her back, It had no real sheath so instead she had a ki-infused rope holding it. The rope went from her left shoulder, between her breasts, and down to her right hip, other than the sword however her red scouter was probably the only other unusual thing about her appearance. "And who might you two be?" She asked softly. [ WORDS 434 | THREAD 434 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 1,000 ]
Ki Suppression: Readable Power Level of 1,000 Heavy Weights On
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Post by Lettucia on Oct 25, 2016 3:41:38 GMT
Clearly he didn't know much about his demon heritage. Well he wouldn't be useful in finding anyway to the demon realm or any other demons. Still he was from this planet and so that meant for the moment he could be her guide, not to mention he was stronger than her albeit slightly, he would still make a decent sparring partner. "You too, huh?" she spoke up admitting that she too knew very little of her demonic lineage. Some would probably find it odd that she held such pride in something she barely knew about. It was mainly because she did know her mother and the fact that she was hated on simply because of her demon blood. That's why she held so much pride in it, no she wouldn't hate herself simply because she was different from the other saiyans. She would rather prove that even with her differences she was just as good, if not better than the whole lot of them. "Well that's fine, your blood doesn't make you who you are even if it is a part of you. Who you are is entirely up to you."
She was beginning to sound like a preacher. Damn she was only eighteen, why was she speaking as if she knew everything about the world. Perhaps it was because of the environment she grew up in, you weren't allowed to be weak or stupid and so she did her best to be neither. It was around this point in time she noticed another power level approaching their position. "Seems like we have company," she said turning her head in the direction of the newcomer. It wouldn't be long before another black haired female landed close to them announcing herself as Kaile. Judging from the feel of her energy this woman was a saiyan, if that wasn't enough the tail wrapped around her waist was.
Lettucia turned to fully face Kaile, "You're a saiyan. Seems there are more of them on this planet than I originally thought." Was this saiyan born on Vegeta or Earth? If it was the former, what was she doing here and how long had she been here for? Hmm, would she a better partner than this one? Her eyes glanced towards Marcel. He'd been here his entire life though and obviously she was already building up some sort of a relationship with him, even if it was all a lie. She wasn't sure if she could trust this Saiyan or if she would even help her to begin with. From the feel of it, this woman was weaker than both Lettucia and Marcel, if that was the case she wouldn't be of much use to Lettucia at all. "Lettucia. What can I do for you Kaile?"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 26, 2016 0:00:18 GMT
Law glanced up to Lettucia after she said, 'You too, huh?' What did she mean by that? Could she also know little about her demon half? it already felt strange meeting another like himself, but to also have the same level of ignorance about their demon halves? Perhaps they were of the same 'species' of demons, or even share the same father whoever he was, but it seemed highly unlikely. Sure the woman before him had a closer similarity to the demons Marcel came from than Marcel himself with her red eyes, and white hair, but she lacked the black reptilian like slits. Perhaps she just wasn't born with it? Who knows.
The hybrid couldn't help, but chuckle a bit at the woman's little advice. "Sorry, it just seems a bit funny to me. What you said." His step father would always tell him something similar, so hearing such thoughtful advice he normally got from a middle aged man now being told to him by some woman who appeared to be around his age, possibly a bit younger was amusing to say the least. It also made him feel good however, hearing such words from somebody who was just like him. She was clearly everything he wasn't, his opposite one could say. She embraced her unholy half with no remorse. She held it up with pride which was something Marcel envied a little. He wished he could do the same, but at the same time it just felt like it was impossible. Every time he thought of his demon half, he just wanted to throw up. It made him feel sick to his stomach as there was something he didn't like about this half other than the torment it put him through. He just couldn't put his finger on it....
"Thank y-" the hybrid paused as he glanced over to the distance. It was pretty low, but he could feel it, another source of ki heading their way. "Yeah..." Marcel replied to the white haired woman. The figure came down towards them revealing to be yet another woman. Great....if he wasn't already bad at being around one then two was just going to make things worse for him. As she spoke to them, there was something he noticed about this newcomer, and her ki. That hair....her eyes.....and that was definitely a tail wrapped snugged around her waist. He knew what she was, but Lettucia beat him to the punch.
"Indeed, there are quite a few of them residing here on this planet. Both pure blooded, and hybrid" Marcel added as he looked over to Lettucia. Marcel has met some other Saiyans so far besides these two. There was the ridiculously long haired one, Negi who he engaged in a spar with, the small one, Capper who was pretty....interesting, Collan, who was also a hybrid, half of him being human instead. Then there was the one who claimed himself to be a 'War Machine'....Carva who Marcel believed to still be a Saiyan technically not being wrong. Out of all the Saiyans he has met so far, Carva was the only one who rubbed him the wrong way....
"My apologies." Law turned back to face Kaile. "My name is Marcel. It's a pleasure to meet you, Kaile." he said as he took a formal bow.
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Post by Kaile on Oct 28, 2016 4:14:15 GMT
i dare for you to tell me “please don't cry” @tagged Kaile kept up her gentle smile as they both acknowledged her and gave their own names, T'was true that she was indeed a Saiyan. She gave them both a nod as they made that statement "Indeed, I am a Saiyan. When I came here I wasn't expecting so many to be here, And to think that Saiyans and Humans have already mated is something else." She didn't approve of that, of course, the merging of Saiyan and Human blood? Despicable. But she made no noticeable motion towards this disdain, she could see a white tail wrapped around the female but... She assuredly wasn't one of these hybrids, A Saiyan's tail was brown not white, so she must've been something else. This male also didn't seem to have a tail at all, or if he did he was hiding it quite well, so perhaps he was a human. She gave Marcel a bow in return, and nodded to him T'is alright, No harm done."With that said she turned back towards the female "As for my purpose to be here, I saw something coming down, like it was crashing, so I came to check it out. I too came via a crash once I had escaped my attackers, I merely wished to return the favor I was once shown and ensure the one aboard was safe when they arrived." A lengthy explanation, sort of, but a good one. "From the looks of it, though I know not which one of you it was, you both seem to be in far better shape than I was when I first got here, when I arrived I was half dead and it was thanks only to the former guardian of this planet that I survived. If I might ask what brings you here?" It wasn't a direct question, she was asking it more to both of them so as to not ask the wrong person. [ WORDS 321 | THREAD 755 | KI REMAINING 3/3 | Current Power Level 1000 ]
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Post by Lettucia on Nov 5, 2016 0:09:30 GMT
What they were doing there. Lettucia found it odd for this woman to be a Saiyan that crash landed on this planet and not recognize the armour of the SSE. Where else in outer space would a saiyan be coming from if not some planet belonging to the Empire. Still it could also be the woman had simply decided to pretend she didn't know the meaning of the uniform worn by Lettucia, but if that were the case why put her on blast by asking why she was there? It's not like she came here under any official command anyways so she wasn't expecting back up or a greeting party.
"As it so happens, I'm the one that crash landed on this rock." Sure she was more or less unscathed in the aftermath of her "crash", but it wasn't like she wasn't ready for the landing. "Now I'm simply attempting to gather my bearings." For now she would keep her true intentions from this woman at least until she knew who she really was. The hybrid saiyan floated downwards touching ground while remaining the same distance in front of Kaile. "How long have you been on Earth Kaile, and where is it are you from, if you don't mind me asking?" This information, if it were true, would at least give Lettucia a bit more insight as to whom and what she was currently dealing with.
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