Cultural Appropriation [Invite]

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The young guru sat in the building, having some sort of alone time finally.  God it was such a long while since he had a damn day to himself.  Just sitting inside of his home, sitting atop the over sized chair, proud of the orange sphere located underneath a storage space beneath the throne.  The young guru just contemplating life on its own, wondering about what the hell he should do.  He could tend to his Ajissa garden, but that would be the third time today, second time to visit out of boredom.  

Another idea was to visit Lusca, but he had not wanted to go out of his way to try and find the dang feminine Namekian.  Maybe he could find another dragon ball, but his radar was on the fritz still, apparently needing to cool down once a battery was put in it.  Faulty little things!

Prepared to just sit in the chair for the entire day, he heard a voice echo from outside, asking for a Mr. Guru.  From the life energy and the voice alone, he could recall it was that monstrously powerful woman that Shemha had supported, her known as Noxa the artificial warrior.  He was still on shaky grounds on his feelings about her, but he had decided to give her a shot.  She earned it for just being vouched for by Shemha and her very respectful ways during their initial meet and greet, despite having been from Earth at one point in her life.

Pulling himself off of the throne and onto his feet, his voice would ring throughout the hollow building, "Yes yes, come in!  I have nothing else planned for the day, so please give me some company."

(Sorry for the short post)

It was rather odd hearing such a weird clicking noise happening while walking.  Usually the noises accompanied by walking would be the absolute sound of silence or, at worst, a very odd sound of a wet limb slapping against the ground.  These heels were such an odd sound, but it is more or less something that he could put up with.

And dusting himself off, he would pay attention to each word this Noxa woman said.  Nodding a little, he could only agree, "Bad luck indeed.  Almost as bad luck as running into so many kami damn people after becoming Guru, people wanting to see me for no reason whatsoever as we haven't had a true guru in a looooong time."

Walking around the room a little, Accordio felt a little restless, probably the other portions of this woman's biology.  And speaking of biology, he would find out the true purposes of her visit to the blue grass planet.  The first of which was quite reasonable, finding out her namekian heritage, which he was wanting to hear more of as he had no idea as to what an artificial soldier was.  Her and the damn tree person were both guilty of this, having a familiarity akin to being Namekian, yet felt so alien.

The second purpose, to which Shemha was more or less the cause of, caused the Guru's gaze to furrow, not pleased with hearing those words.  As there has not been a guru in so long, it was rather odd at how some were well-versed in knowledge that would supposedly be secret.  Unlocking potentials was a secret among Guru's, according to the memories he was given by a very decrepit guru past his prime of life.  Letting out an exhale, he took his time to give her an answer.

"Unlocking Potential?  Heh, you have not even tried to hide your intentions, I'll give you that, but I don't draw forth a person's true power with no strings attached.  No no, you need to EARN your right for the Guru's Gift.  Currently, your forward approach docked you a bit, but your respect is keeping you a float.  So, how about this.  Why not explain your origins to me, as I have no idea who you are, I have no idea what an artificial warrior is, and I don't know what motivates you to do what you do.  I mean, something must be motivating you if you wish to unleash your latent power."

Pausing for a bit, before raising a finger, "And, maybe even tell me what you wish to know about our people."

It was rather interesting to learn about this artificial warrior known as Noxa.  Accordio made himself very comfortable as he stood up to listen to her little story, learning more and more about who this woman was.  The first interesting bit of information was how she was actually made in something called a lab, which made the small namekian think that she was probably made in the same fashion as young Namekians.  While talking about it, however, she offered something to the guru, Accordio grabbing the weird looking sugar on a stick and observing it, the only thing he heard about it being sweet.

He decided on holding off on eating it until Noxa was finished speaking, as he found it rude to eat in front of someone else as they talked.

Miss Noxa decided to continue her little tirade by explaining how she was a bit of a weakling who ran away from fights a while back, her people being attacked by the arcosians.  And she gained quite a bit of knowledge from Shemha and Namorel, an odd Namekian he had only just met recently, which had brought her to this planet in order to learn about her heritage.  He still had heavy questions in concerning on why she was part namekian and what she meant by a lab, but that was a story for a different time.

Once she was finished, Accordio decided to take a lick out of the strawberry lollipop, thinking her story was over.  His tongue dragged across the candied treat, his eyes widening as it was a taste that he was not keen of right now.  Maybe sweets weren't his thing, or at the very least this taste.  Putting the treat on the throne, he would listen to the endless list of questions Miss Noxa had for him, waiting a good minute until she finished with a raised hand, in order to figure out the best answers to give.

Taking a deep breath, Accordio attempted to begin as best as he could.

"Well, you certainly have an interesting story.  But before I begin with my little tirade, I wish to know what you mean by a lab...  We...  Do not have a word for these labs you speak of.  Maybe explain it in simple terms?  Plus I am still curious as to how and why you have the feeling of a Namekian residing inside your soul."

Waiting a couple seconds, he would actually start to try to answer questions as best as he could.

"And I will tackle each of your inquiries to the best of my ability, as I am rather new to being of someone of importance, especially for someone who has lived for seven cycles.  To start off, Namekian life is kind of droll in my opinion.  There's a whole lot of nothing going on here, and a whole lot of nothing that goes on unless strong people start throwing their weight around.  Recently we had a Namekian by the name of Xylo wreak havoc and the like, until he was put to an end by a good warrior of the Saiyan Solar Empire.  And speaking of the SSE, I met up with Habana, and she is the loveliest person I have ever met.  You might end up liking her in my honest opinion."

Chuckling while his smile grew larger as he talked about the Saiyan woman he had grown fond of, before continuing on.

"Next is the people I lead.  To be honest, I do not have any plans in the slightest other than a slight goal I had with a certain thing going around on the planet, as I am needing the strongest warrior who can keep this planet safe.  Other than that, I do not wish to do anything more than keeping the planet safe and building strong relations with those of other planets.  I truly believe in the hands off approach in leading things, but at the same time I wish to avoid the destruction of our planet for the third time."

"When it comes to Customs and Traditions, I would be one who prefers to foregoes them.  Yes it is a good thing to have, but at the same time when it causes needless stress and strife, I'd rather be rid of them than put up with it.  Especially an ideaology that some of the other Dragon Clan members have, which is a balance between each of the three castes.  With Xylo, I'd prefer that we'd keep our own people and planet alive instead of having to deal with the mongrels who decide that it would be much easier to do nothing and allow the slaughter of our people.    BUT, despite how bad the Makozu clan is, I would actually want to create some kind of a alliance to protect our planet, as I wish to bury the hatchet between each of the castes."

"And the history...  I can not really say because, even though I was brought back from the dead, I still have hazy memories over portions of my life.  The short and skinny of it is that we were pretty much neutral and good with life and everything, until a Soulless Red Head Menace came to this planet...  I use soulless in the most literal of contexts, as he had quite literally destroyed the planet, killing me first.  While I was gone, the planet was brought back to fruition due to that same Red Head's wish and bringing most of the namekians back to life...  I was late in returning back to life.  While gone, Xylo occurred and was stopped by the SSE, who started to essentially adopt our planet of green people into their protection."

He stopped talking at this point, as he pretty much addressed her questions, just so she knew he was done with story time.  At which he added one small addendum,

"And I need to know one thing about you if you truly want to wish to be imparted with my wisdom and powers,......   I need to know what your motivations are and how far would you be willing to go in order to keep me, my people, and our planet safe Miss Noxa."

It was really respectable for this woman to actually be willing to not talk, even after being asked a question due to Accordio going into a full blown speech after asking such things.  I mean, usually people would answer questions the instant they are asked in fear that they would forget the question.  Noxa would be one for quick memory and respectability.  And then learning about her origins, he heard her use even more words that he had no idea what they meant...  More specifically, the key word 'splicing.'  Though he could only assume what it meant after she had spoken that she was a mixture of three different races.

The first race, Herans, was an odd thing to learn about...  As they sounded exactly like Saiyans.  Seriously, Accordio truly wondered what set the Herans and the saiyans apart, as the words she used to describe the former also applied to the latter.  Though if he had to take a guess, it would probably be due to heritage or levels of strength or something on those lines.  Things he really cared not to know until he actually met a heran.

The next was her explanation about how she was also part Namekian, which she proved by scratching open the skin on her collarbone, letting odd black fluids flow from her wound.  He could only assume that this was blood, as blood is usually of the violet variety.  Probably an effect of being an amalgamation of multiple species, put into a mixer and spitting out creatures of the oddest varieties.  And just as quickly as she had made the wound on her body did it heal.

Then the final being ankoku, a really odd sounding race just by name alone, apparently eat light?  That's quite an odd choice for someone to choose to mix into a warrior.  Saiyans would definitely be good mix-ins along with those supposed Herans, due to them being savage fighters that fight to the death.  

But being part race that eats light just sounds rather off putting.  But then again, Noxa did admit that they had quite the resilience, so that answer that question.  They chose Ankoku for the longevity of their warriors, instead of the fighting strength of what they were going to create.

Then her answer as to what she would do in order to serve the Guru...  Was quite vague in all honesty.  She said that she would do anything that she could, while not being held back by morality.  Although that in of itself is a good answer on all levels, the fact that there was nothing that would keep her from doing what Accordio wished...  But it also meant that she did not have the morality in order to assist the Namekians when the people of the planet were in the morally right position.  She had potential within her, yet he was still unsure on if she was worthy of being bestowed the gift.

Standing there and wondering on what kind of test that he should give her, he needed to occupy her time just a little more.  So in a little bit of haste, he would blurt out,

"What is the one thing that you want out of anything.  Not what people have told you, not what the parts of you make you do...  What do YOU want?"

Accordio stood there, now adopting a rather inquisitive look upon his visage as he apparently said something that changed Noxa's mentality entirety. Apparently his question turned him into a temporary therapist, as Noxa seemed to unload lots of information onto him all at once.  She began with what she originally wanted, which was survival, and that sounded completely reasonable within the context of her story.  And then she spoke about her life on Earth, which was mundane and uneventful.  Even she was annoyed at the fact that she had been unable to do anything.  And she definitely held the same belief that he had concerning how humans believed themselves to be better, humans thinking they are the guardians of the galaxy when in reality they made a planet destroyer their god damned leader.

Droning on and on about how she wanted to know what makes others tic, owning a shop, having friends and a companion, and other boring stuff.  All in all, it seemed she really did have no focus in her life, no idea what she wanted, and at a degree in which she could not even figure out what she really wanted.  She was like a blank slate, just waiting to be imprinted with the subtlest suggestions.  A though ran through the Namekians mind, one that befit not a Dragon Clan nor a Warrior clan, NOR even someone who should hold the position of Guru.

It was a thought befit of a vengeful spirit, angered towards the planet of Earth for being the most hypocritical planet ever.  Her desire for a purpose drives her insane, so much so that she left herself up to the interpretation of the Guru.  And although he originally made the Dragon balls for the sole purpose of finding a way to destroy the planet, with those of the level of Noxa, Miss Shemha, and Miss Habana around, yet the SSE failed their invasion of Earth way back when, it meant that the warriors of Earth were incredibly strong.  If they figured out Accordio's true goal and traveled to Namek, he'd be a thousand different kinds of dead.  Thus he moved his motives for a different kind of wish.

However, Miss Noxa here posed a new idea in of itself.  Maybe, just maybe, she could be the one to put forth the plans into proving that the inhabitants of Earth are the scum of the universe.  The red headed woman already knew the fact that humans were snobby prudes who think everyone owes everything to them, when they really do not.  Though, if this was to work as he originally intends, he has to suggest it in a way that Miss Noxa herself thinks of this idea herself, to the point where she actually would hold that idea close to her heart.

Thank goodness no one else was around to peer in on their actions, as Accordio knew that letting his truest beliefs and colors show would make his people lose faith in him entirely.

"You know, Miss Noxa," Accordio would begin, "What it seems that you are looking for is far from a quiet life.  From how you described it, it seems your blood boils, nay, yearns for something more.  As you stated earlier, your Heran side must have an inner craving for the machinations of making people tic, but I also think it extends into you craving for battles, just like the saiyans......  But I think a bigger conundrum comes from your stay on Earth.  You are not wrong in thinking that the humans are the self-entitled brats of the universe, despising them for such a hypocrisy as you say.  That is your Namekian side speaking to you, warning you to be wary of the true villains within the universe."

Rolling his neck around while taking a deep breath, he bites deeply into the inside of his cheek, causing him to wince in pain and draw out a few tears.  Fluids streaming from his eyes, he healed up the damage within his own mouth using his Namekian genetics, similar to how Noxa healed up her wound from earlier, but now it gave the small Guru the appearance of crying.

"Their leader...  Is the scum of the universe.  That robot that leads their planet is this planet's equivalent of a galactic tyrant.  Though I heard word that Zucceta, the previous ruler of the Saiyan Solar Empire, had turned planets into wastelands using some sort of...  I don't know what she used, but she effectively turned planets into rotten husks, but I do not entirely blame her for such deeds, as saiyans are born warriors and conquerors, only taught how to take for themselves.  And it is slightly redeemed now as, from what I heard, her damage has been undone somehow, more than likely the work of the Earthen Dragon balls; and she has been replaced by Miss Habana.  But I digress..."

"I bring that up, as I wanted to compare it to the menace who destroyed our planet a little over a year ago.  That's right, destroyed, obliterated, completely wiped out by that robotic menace.  The soulless machination travelled to Namek, demanding for our dragon balls.  At the time, I was but a more innocent child, not worrying in the slightest about our planet.  I was...  Normal.  But our Guru back then had not created any of the balls, nor gave into the demands.  Thus dooming our planet, as the Robot destroyed our planet in one fell swoop, no one even trying to attempt to stop the devil."

"While I was in Hell, being treated like a plaything for other denizens of the dark side of the Afterlife, I had heard word that the one whom destroyed Planet Namek...  Became the leader of Earth.  The one and the same.  The person whom I was a front row witness to the destruction of our people an planet, obliterating us without a second thought, becoming the leader of the hypocrites who proclaim themselves the protector of the galaxy...  Utter nonsense, yet it still happened."

Shaking his head, he stops himself as he wiped the tears from his eyes using his robes, "Apologies...  I always get worked up when sharing that story with off worlders our those who do not know of what happened to Namek due to how well their leader covered up his own tracks.  Our planet came back due to the guilty consciousness of one of the denizens or Earth, or the Patkura who left for Earth to train up in becoming the Guru, but lost his life for some unknown reason.  Probably due to the leader of Earth not wanting any loose ends.  But they wished for Namek and its denizens to come back to the realm of the living."

"I hope that explains why you are so easy to judge humans in a harsh light, as your own blood is screaming out at you that the Earthlings are the true tyrants of the universe."

He spoke long enough, hoping that his little side tangent would derail the entire conversation.  I mean, it was a lot for a person to swallow in one sitting, so their mind would be wrapped around it instead of the previous conversation.  Maybe, just maybe, he could persuade her into having utter disdain towards the hypocritical defenders of the galaxy.

Having spoke with the woman, she was rather reasonable in how she was taking in all of the information that the guru was unloading on her.  Though he could tell from her facial features that she was a bit skeptical by what he said, as it truly was a huge load to unload on someone.  Though, he was a bit agitated at how well the Premier of Earth covered up its tracks of destruction, as it seemed that no one realized the destruction of Earth or were rather oblivious to it, maybe even ignored altogether.  Another reason why he hated the damn Earthlings being that they ignore any idea that opposes their own moral compasses, blinding themselves to the truth.

And it seemed that Miss Noxa had her own questions to unleash onto Accordio, trying to verify the info that he imparted onto her.  It was fair, as someone who might have already had a pre-existing notion of belief in the wrong side.  Though, the fact that she was not flat out denying Accordio right there and then meant he had succeeded in getting into her mind, the naked woman agreeing with him in the ideas, even though she slightly questioned it.

Shrugging, Accordio would begin with a simple, "I have no idea.  I was dead the instant the attack hit the planet, as I was the first one to get hit by the red energy which blew me up.  Though, I will thank you for giving me the name of this bastard ruler, as the only thing I remember was the red appearance he held, the fact that he had no soul, and the fact that I learned it became the leader of Earth.  Vi-Poi, a name befitting a devil in my honest opinion."

"The simple fact that remains is that even you knew not of Vi-Poi quite literally destroying our planet, turning it into ash and dust.  And yet he was rewarded with such actions by being promoted to the leader of a planet, with no punishment coming towards its way.  I'm still infuriated that he was REWARDED rather than punished, but that anger is directed at the Earthlings who support the red bastard.  So, if you want my honest opinion, it would be a little bit of both."

Pausing for a second while he digested the posed question of any strong namekian warriors already, he tried recalling those who could try to stand up to the Planet Busting robot.  Brow furrowing a little, he would continue with a shake of his head, answering her question, "No one came to our aid.  Those who could have reasoned with the estranged android left the planet for safety, just like the Namekian who sought becoming the guru whome left out planet to learn from their kami before the android destroyed the planet, or hid in their caves, like everyone else on the planet, hoping that this Vi-Poi would go away.  Yet he didn't, and blew our planet up since no one brought what it wanted.  NOR did anyone else from any other side of the galaxy intervene to stop them, though that just makes me angry towards everyone altogether for how they pathetic they are."

Stopping his little tirade, a little idea popped in his head.  Maybe, just maybe, he could transpose his thoughts into the Noxa woman just like the ex-ex Guru before him transferring his knowledge of healing into young Accordio.  Though he had no clue how to do that, a way he supposed he could try was to try and unlock the potential within the Bio-droid woman herself.  Though she was nearing her maximum, everyone had a little reserve of potential welled up within them that was just waiting to be released with the right touch.  And maybe, just maybe, through that interaction, he could share his memories of being destroyed by Vi-Poi, his time in hell, and returning to life while being supported by the saiyans who were more than willing to help the namekians out in their times of need.

Smiling, he floated in the air, hovering towards Noxa until the both were at eye level.  Lifting a hand up, he would say to her, "I will impart my knowledge unto you, to show you through my own eyes at the horrors wrought out.  Hearing is one thing, but seeing is believing after all."

With a hand touching the temple of Noxa, he started to seep his own ki into her, his warm ki enveloping the mind of the red headed woman, slowly unlatching the powers that still lay dormant within the woman.  All the while, he tried to send the memories that he was focusing on into her, but ultimately failing to share them with her.  Though he himself would not know if he succeeded or not until Noxa said something.

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