Father-Son Bonding [OPEN] Jan 22, 2017 23:58:51 GMT
Post by Capper Hofferson on Jan 22, 2017 23:58:51 GMT
"Hey, dad!! Quick, look at this!!" Capper hollered, standing in front of a thick river flowing through the center of the deepest reaches of the Tuffle Ruins. Capper used to raid these places for parts all the time, but he never dared to go this deep before. It was usually impossible to breathe without faltering to the thick gasses that elapsed the normally red sky with a purple color, but the little genius saiyan had a way. Engineering some space suits to help filter the air of the gas, Capper was able to survive in the deep Destron Crags without inhaling the noxious fumes surrounding them. The suits were mostly a light gray pigment, with a darker gray backpack which sported several gas tanks connecting to the glass helmet atop Capper's head. Darker gray stretchy fabric covered the joints of the suit for better flexibility, but every inch was padded with enough fabric to keep the gas where it should be- out. The saiyan boy was considerate enough to leave a note back home along with a couple spare suits in case any of his family wanted to follow.
It was awful hard to see, even with his Scouter's headlight. Capper's breath steamed up on the glass, partially fogging out his view. But that didn't matter now. Collard, Capper's precious father had tagged along with his son to go on one of his little adventures while Chire, Capper's mother, was out with her squadron on a mission. He had been much more open and adventurous ever since he returned from Earth. Before, the saiyan hardly left the house-- he'd only leave when he was dead low on supplies, and with both of his parents for protection. Collard was proud of how far his frail son had come. In his eyes, Capper was perhaps one of the strongest of the Hoffersons. He even managed to summon his own blaster! That spoke quite highly of the saiyan engineer's resolve.
Tagging along behind Capper and hopping around some stray debris, the father finally caught up to his son, who was crouched down in front of a river. Instantly, Collard raised a brow. The liquid flowing through was thick and dark, with a musty purple color. It was much like the foggy air above, except liquid in form. Capper put his hand in the strange water, letting it flow through his fingers. It was like ketchup in terms of texture, thick and slowly flowing through the crevasse below. Turning his head, Collard noted that the strange flow of purple liquid snaked down and meandered into a tunnel, which resembled some kind of sewer pipe. He could spot stray, shiny debris and mechanical parts floating in the waters, and even an old spaceship or two. Bones of various creatures littered the riverbank.
The river seemed to gobble up and sink every last thing that fell into it, though. Capper raised his hand from the liquid, stretching his fingers and fidgeting with the purple fluid. It was thick and sticky-- some kind of goop, perhaps? Shaking his hand, Capper noted some purple stains on his glove, and a faint burning sensation on his hand. Both Hoffersons could also hear faint sloshing and roaring down the sewer pipe. It went deep, for sure.
"...Hm. What do you suppose this is? And where does it go?" Collard questioned, folding his arms and tilting his head to the side with a raised brow. Capper rubbed the back of his helmet with his clean hand, speaking in response to his father. "I can hypothesize that this might be some contaminated sewer system. Judging by the air and other noxious substances around here, it could be the case." Capper narrowed his eyes at the water before standing back up, turning to his father in the matching space suit. "Whatever it is, I don't think it'll be very pleasant if someone with exposed skin touches it. Just a thought." Capper spoke, looking at the stain on his right glove. Curious, the saiyan dipped his peg leg into the waters, pulling out the metal after hearing a faint hiss. The waters had dissolved some of the sides of the titanium leg, although it was nothing that would hinder his strides. So it dissolved metal too? Curious.
Both of the rather systematic and nerdy Hoffersons were mildly curious. Very few strayed this far into the Destron Crags-- was this perhaps one of the reasons? A liquid that dissolved metal and burned to the touch with an odd texture and unknown source... Tapping his metal foot on the ground, Capper turned to his father. "So, uh, what's the plan, dad?" Capper spoke, tilting his head with a meek expression. Follow the river, or head back home? They already found enough supplies, but there could be an undiscovered goldmine of nerdy gear beyond this!
Sighing for a moment at his son's surprising lack of preparation, Collard opened his mouth to speak, only to hear a loud beep from Capper's space suit. Tapping his Scouter, Capper noted an approaching power! Oh, of all the times... Shaking his head, Capper eyed the unidentified person's signature while their form was sheathed in the fog. What would bring someone else this deep into the Tuffle Ruins?
Meanwhile, from the other side of the river, which was concealed by a thick fog, two bright yellow eyes locked onto the two saiyans on the other bank, shrinking and expanding a few times while the faint sound of machinery whirred...