Cold it was all cold. Nothing but freezing feelings tingled against and prickled the carapace of Ymir's body. She rarely cared for such things, but her current campsite, far from other people, was way to much to deal with. How was she supposed to learn math when it was ten degrees outside? She would sigh, quickly removing the visor on her carapace mask to see clearly outside of the tent.
Highs cliffs raced the areas above the plateau she was settled in, anyone from above clearly seeing the deep red fire by the soft pink tent. The large tail of Ymir was curled up, hiding underneath her body's frilled skirt-like appendage, and the non-stop flowing made it difficult to walk properly. She was hoping for some sort of company, even in the slightest, but couldn't confirm people's existence in the area. She normally horrified people with her looks and power, such things caused concern among people, only angering her more and more. She had met nice friends, but they were all aliens. Not a single human or saiyan would look at her and think normally, always screaming and fighting, which made a furious sense grow through her body. Her actual body tensed, the soft naked skin attached to her muscle and bone was wavering heat to keep the whole warm, like an AC in the winter.
"I'm only starting to hate humanity more and more... Why must I be so different..."
Jala flew above the clouds, she donned her battle suit on and her scouter attached as she searched for a high power level. Jala realized that she did this a lot but shrugged. She needed to get stronger and fighting is the only way she could. She flew above Yunzabit's and shivered. The fuck she come HERE for?! Just then, her scouter beeps to life displaying a 975 power level. Not too bad, enough to warm me up. She dives through the clouds and heads toward Katherine. She reaches to where the power level is and cuts off her scouter. It's fun to Jala to not know where her enemy is 24/7. More thrilling and dangerous. She wondered around looking for the power. "Hm... Where is this- WHATTHEFUCKAREYOU?!!?!" Jala turned and saw Kat and screamed a mess of a jumbled mess. PL:2,250 :3 Katherine
"What in the living fu-" Ymir would respond frantically while a large amount of muscle mass and biomass would leave her body, wrapping around her still hand roughly and forming a large lance shape and slashing out in surprise. She wasn't meaning to harm, her childish self attacking out of fright while being unable to feel powers, or presence. Her mask shock and locked in place, her bulbous visor opening and showing her human eye while she stabbed with the six foot lance towards Jala. "Who are you and what do you want with me". She freaked out while lightly screaming the words at the Saiyan. She was expecting this response from a person at first encounter, ever since her visit with Majin Kaza, she noticed that only other monstrous creatures could stand monsters themselves. "I am just a person like anyone else!"
During the surprise, her meaty and muscly body would start to lightly bleed, as was normal for her in stress, causing the horrifying form to get more and more horrifying. She was only adding more oil to the fire it seemed as she continued. Hopefully Jala didn't lash out.
Jala quite literary scampered out of the way of Kat's attacks and stares at Kat while breathing heavily. "H-Hold on! Wait! We may have gotten off on the wrong foot. I'm Abaddon." Jala quickly said hoping that the biomass wouldn't try and attack her. "I mean absolutely no harm to you. I just want a good fight if I can." Jala said as the biomass in front of her began to bleed which Jala kept a straight face through. She must get this girl!... Guy?... Thing? Thing on her side! "I'm sorry for being so inconsiderate. I should've just been calm and knowing... Jeez, it's cold as tits out here!" Jala muttered, looking for something to start a fire. Kit-Kat, time to go fast~! :3 Katherine
"O-Oh crap I am so sorry please don't take what I did to hard. I have been attacked before by surprise and I just sorta developed a defense mechanism" She said, stopping her onslaught and allowing the muscle and meat to crawl up her arm, and down her body, evening out her figure and curls from her hips to her chest, going from her skinny self to an average, plump form. Her bone retracted as well, covering slightly over her chest and protecting where one could only assume her heart was. She bowed out of respect and to beg forgiveness. She was merely a child right now, and the uncontrolled power and insight only caused her more conflict then save her from anything. "So, how can I help you?"
When Jala mentioned a fight, she quickly was squeemish. She had never really fought anyone before, only killing a few brood mates to escape her captivity, but she hasn't had that sort of potential since her escape, where adrenaline pumped through her and gave her a will to live. "I am not someone to commit to combat sadly, I am not physically or emotionally strong enough to contain my power, and it probably isn't enough to really be equal to you. I assume from your armor and look you are a professional at fighting". She wasn't lying, her expertise was far from fighting right now, having been the weakest and most useless of her brood, she was simply a Bio-Android on the run. "Oh, I didn't introduce myself earlier, but I am Katherine. Call me Ymir for short" She spoke towards Jala while reaching out a hand, which would have the muscle and bloody covering retract back to reveal a tough, bone-made gauntlet of sorts. Her bleeding was continuing at a fast rate, something she was used to, but didn't drip or fall off the body, clotting and forming extra muscle mass onto her chest. Subconsciously, Jala was making Ymir jelous causing her body to automatically attempt to increase her faux bust size. How will this day turn out?
Jala laughed at how Katherine acted. "It's fine, we scared each other. I to have been taken by surprise. It was horrible, blood everywhere!" Jala said smiling, remembering that moment. "Yeah, same for the defense mechanism. I kinda... Explode. It's quite fun, except when my things are caught in said explosion." Jala sighed, remembering when she was attacked near her space pod and sighed at the bad memory. Jala notices Kat body moving around and was slightly grossed but intrigued mostly.
"Professional fighter? Pft. I got a LOT to learn. However, I do know pressure points. Kinda fun to use those!" Jala laughed. She was kinda disappointed, not being able to fight the living piece of flesh. She was extremely curious and interested in her abilities but she didn't let it show. "I could tell from your power level, that you're over 900. Not too bad... Kid? Uh, I'm at a nice 2,250 power level. So if we fought, you'd have a chance of beating me through some tactics." Jala said, hopefully explaining it somewhat to Kat. Jala listens to Kat talk and raises an eyebrow to her name, Ymir. She, however, reaches out and shakes Ymir's bony hand. The young Saiyaness notices increase in her bust size and tilt her head in confusion. "What goin on with ya chest their bud? Seems to have grown for some reason."
"Power level? There is a scale for that stuff... I guess that is what the doctors kept using on us to grade our potential. But nine hundred? That seems extremely high of a number, even if that is supposed to be normal. I know I am not a human in any way shape or form, but I never seem to deal to much damage..." Ymir spoke aloud to the woman, barely noticing her bodily changes. "And you said you're THAT strong? That sounds awesome! Even if we fought though, I have never got into real fights, so I can't say I would hold up anything." She wondered to herself what a pressure point was, remembering some things in books about the topic. Humans and Saiyans seemed to be connected spiritually and physically to their bodies on extreme levels, there being points of the body that seemed to act as weak points of sorts. She wasn't fully aware of what a pressure point was, but she doubted she had any on her. She was the only of her species, even her organs in her true body weren't human.
"So, what is a pressure point if I may ask? I don't know if you fighters have ways of finding them or something, I know a little bit, but not a lot. I am not like your average every day alien, so I don't have the normal suff I suppose". She liked to talk about herself, but not in an egotistical way. She adored discussing her anatomy with others, seeing as people created her, they might even know more about her. She just noticed her outer shell's effect from her subconscious jealousy. Quickly, her arms covered the area, as if she was in the nude. She technically was, now that she thought about it.
"Don't speak so much about this. It isn't even real. This is just collective biomass in my bio-suit." She defended her uneasy wish. She could choose what she wanted to look like, it didn't need judgement. In her eyes at least. "How about you? You don't look like most humans. What type are you?".
Jala listened to Ymir, while pulling out her scouter out. She put it so it covered her right eye with a red tint. "Let's see... Your exact power level is 975. Near 800. You're pretty high compared to normal peps. But were pretty small compared to the high ups. Anyway, with your power level, it isn't a power and you just do 975 damage to me every time you hit. It's your overall strength and ki averaged out into a battle power. It's really interesting to find out how it works, but it's above my pay grade." Jala said seeing some sticks and couple other flammable objects. She went and bundled them together and launched a small ki blast igniting the dead object on fire easily.
"I'll answer your last question first because pressure points are bit of a long topic. I'm a Saiyan, a warrior bred for battle. I'm being truthful that were bred for battle. Every time we are taken to near death and healed, our power grows!" The young Saiyaness said eagerly, her tail unwrapping from her waist and flicking in the air. She loved battle, but knew when to not try and fight, most of the time. "Pressure points... Hm. All right, here. Pressure points are weak points on Saiyan, Human, and possibly Nameks. There points on their bodies which are weak points. The easiest ones are called the temples right here." Jala motions with both of here hands, pointing to a spot on here head, not even an inch back from here eyeballs.
"There weak points and knock someone out easily, quiet fun to use!" She said smiling at memories. "But don't worrry, I'm not trying to get on how you look. Your great; I've seen worse, trust me." Jala said raising her hands in defense. She didn't want to insult her new mushy buddy. "So what exactly are you? You seem so weird but interesting!" She said, fascinated with Ymir.
"These pressure points sound extremely interesting. I will have to do more research into them. Maybe even get some of my SSE friends to teach me more. By the way, your armor looks similar to theirs. Are you a saiyan empire soldier?" Ymir finally asked, bold enough after a little bit of talking. She was wearing armor similar to what her Majin friend wore at times, which was really interesting to see on a humanoid species rather then the bubblegum people. "Also, I am not sure what I am but I was born in a lab so that is something". Ymir was unaware of her origins to the tee, but was aware of her birthplace. It was odd not knowing where you were born, but she lived on as normal.
"I was raised by guys with white coats and had about ten sisters and brothers. It was a cool upcoming, but I had to kill a few of both parties to escape, otherwise they were going to put me down". She remembered back at the day of her escape, with the getaway pod and the multiple bodies floating through space. Her eye looked around for a moment, the cold and chilly wind breezing by the two. OOC: sorry for the short post, I have some bad writers block rn xD.
"Me... A-A member of the... Bwahahaha!" Jala starts to snicker before bursting out laughing, clutching her stomach. "N-no, I'm not in cohorts with any of those two-bit chumps. I'm a loner, unless i'm hired. I'm not a big fan of the SSE, but have no quarells with it's members usually." Jala said, her breathing slowly going down as she giggled. " "This armour I got on Planet Vegeta, where the SSE empire is stationed. Born there and hate it... Though... The last couple of queens... Hehe~." Jala had a lewd smile for a moment before shaking her head. "Uh, anyway... Yea, pressure points are fun, but hard to use." She said thinking before changing the topic. "White coat? Huh, sounds interesting! Maybe you were made or something... Huh. Anyway, are you a part of the SSE? Warning, if you are, they'll discrimate against your looks and your power, you must remain strong around them! Never let your guard down!" Jala said, warning her with a serious tone. Jala then looked up and down Kat, and began thinking how she would taste. she was starting to get hungry, but pushed through, not wanting to end her new friend(?) so soon, or at all. OOC: All good my fleshy friend!
So this person was a Saiyan, that was a good thing to know, but they clearly dislike the SSE. I guess I am glad I'm not part of the Saiyan's yet Ymir thought to herself with caution. She shouldn't outwardly express her liking for the Saiyan empire to seemed, so she decided to hold back that information and continue into her speech. She looked at Jala with an odd feeling in her gut. Like a prey looking at it's predator before being eaten alive. Maybe it was her instinct, and maybe it was just her second liver failing on her. She didn't fully know.
"Oh, made? I guess. I never saw my mother, but I saw pictures of my father. He died before I was fully born though. Judging from my looks though, I like the idea of being made over that." Ymir said aloud, avoiding the talking of the SSE as best as possible. "The Saiyan Empire has been nice to me for a bit. I'll take your warning though!" She only kept getting scared vibes from this woman, as if she was about to be devoured.
"W-wait backtrack, did you make a sexual innuendo about the queens... You have seen the queen? Let alone all of them... Maybe I am just thinking to hard" Ymir was freaking out slightly trying to figure out how old Jala truly was. Maybe the Saiyan queens didn't live long compared... "H-How old are you?"
Jala realized she was eyeing Kat as if she was food, so she shakes her head and chuckles. "Sorry 'bout that... I get a little jumpy when I'm hungry..." Jala said chuckling, not wanting to scare off her new friend. Jala then raised and eyebrow at what Kat was saying. "Uh, I'm only 20. I've heard that the old queens were strong. So ya. I'm attracted to strong peps, mostly girls to be honest. I have never seen a Queen... Thank Kami, because I prob would've made an advance on her." Jala half-joked, and was serious. "Yea, I think you were made. I've never something like you in my life, ever. Uh, no offense." Post Order: Katherine Jala
"Oh! So you love others of the same sexual origin. That is really interesting! Or maybe you like both of them... Anyway, you haven't seen a queen?" Ymir said talking to Saiyan while wiping off her body, and looking up the canyon. The crumbling of dirt and rocks falling from the ninety degree angled walls showed age and time. She continued pondering about what Jala had said. She was twenty, which made her fifteen years older then Katherine. So she was a superior in Ymir's eyes, someone to look up to. Someone with experience. She will need to remember to keep up with her and take her advice.
"Well, I am only five years old, so I am not entirely sure about these things. I have only been told stories of the terrible Queen Zucceta. Mainly of the horrors of the wars. That is about all though." She spoke aloud, telling Jala of her age. "As for me being made, don't fret it. I know I look odd, I like my appearance. I look normal under all of... this?" She said, waving her hands on the sides of her body to reference her pulpous figure and the light amounts of blood dripping off of her. The muscle contraction visible as she moved her fingers and arm to her chin, rubbing gently against her mouth-like appendage. Word Count Total: 1,809
"Ya, I like women and guys, but guys are my less desirable option," Jala said, without interest with the last option. "Though, there is that Snake guy... Meh, I need to find out about him." Jala said, seeming to go in her own world for a moment before hearing Kat's next question. "Uh, nah. I've seen, or met one. I lived in the slums of Vegeta when I was a kid. That was the lowest point I've been at." She said nonchalantly. She slowly warmed in front of the fire. "If there is a being like this out there... What else is there?" Jala thought to herself.
"Oh, that's cool.... Wait, your five?! You look much older! Man, this is hurtin my head." Jala joked with Kat. "I've heard those stories as well. You have to wonder, is she still even alive? Is she is, what would she be doing? Those are questions to ponder at least to me." The Saiyaness said as Kat continued. "Well that's good thatcha like it, would be bad if you didn't!" Jala continued with smile and laid back attitude. She watched in intrigued, curious about Kat. "So, do you know anything about what your made of?" Post Order: Katherine Jala
"Oh, the slums. For my first few weeks here on Earth, I lived on the streets. It was an interesting experience, though I have to worry about bears and wolves trying to eat me. They seem to think I am some kind of edible kibble... Heh" Ymir said, sitting down by the fire and letting it's radiance warm her body. "What I am made of... I know it is referred to as a Biomass, which is what makes up the meaty stuff that covers my carapace. Othert than that, I have no clue as to the reason it exists. Below all of this junk, I look like a human... Soon I'll learn to control this and can finally hide among the crowd."
Ymir stared at Jala, wondering her origins, thinking of how normal creatures, how normal people were born, and raised, before something struck her. She had a load of other places to visit soon, she might need to hurry along their discussion.
"Below this meat-" Ymir said, pulling apart the thick pulp clumped on her chest, showing a gleam of white bone that swished, as if it were jello to the touch, yet harder than rock, "-I have this bone stuff. I don't know the purpose, besides protecting my sensitive skin, which is pointless when this sensitive stuff grows outside of it... I really need to research myself more... What about you? Normally I heard Saiyans turn into monkeys at night time. Why aren't you one. Or is that a rumor?" Ymir asked curiously. She had never truly seen a saiyan, nor one at night, so she needed to confirm her sources.