Jala walked through the streets of Ginger Town, in her usual Ee-arthling garb, an 'I love Bao!' shirt that showed off her busty chest, a pair of blue jeans with a hole for her tail, and some running shoes, looking around for two things, this place called a ‘bar’ and a person to mess with because she was a bored Saiya-jin and wanted someone to play with! A couple people tried to stop and talk to her… But they were no fun. Two guys tried to hit on her, but they were sent flying.
Then two people called, ‘cops’ tried to pull her aside and arrest her. Naturally, they freaked when her tail came out of nowhere and began screaming something about Saiya-jin’s and she frowned, annoyed by their screechy voice. She continued to walk around the city looking for someone and this elusive ‘bar’ while talking to herself.
“Tch, damn that Kami! Tempting me with power; I know she searched my whatever, so why!? Why did she let me leave and be able to come back?! I’m a Saiya-jin, usual group of killers and I’m an Assassin for Kami’s sake, so why!?” Jala muttered, thinking to herself. “I just… Don’t understand…” She sighs and continues wondering, looking for a bar and someone to mess with HW are active! | Thread PL: 1999 | PL W/O HW: 7,997 Pieter Wolfbane
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 24, 2017 4:38:31 GMT
(Thread PL: 176,752)
It'd been fairly late at night over in Ginger Town, the night having been fairly warm with Spring having arrived! Pieter, the hybrid hunter of the Karinga, had been in deep rut as of late. Meeting the Majin Presto not once but twice within a week, the first time having been after a battle gone deadly at Ginger Town against a wild android and a girl snapped and slew one of her comrades, and the second finding the girl had been deeply troubled with the loss of loved ones. Pieter couldn't remember how that went because he'd become quite peeved at two of Maeve's students, Chai and EGG, having accused him of showboating how he'd been a strong hero when, in the first place, he was there trying to assist them! He'd hit the point where he needed to lose some stress in at a small pub Pieter's part of the tribe, the Monkeys of the Karinga, went to: The Loose Talon.
The hunter had a lot of free time as of late, which led him repeatedly thinking about what had happened ever since reviving and getting partly upset with himself, and that resulted with him deciding to head to Ginger Town! They had a policy about people having no shirts, so he'd gotten himself his black tank top and a black long sleeve dress shirt that was mostly buttoned up and contoured towards Pieter's bulking body. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows neatly, exposing his forearms. His necklace was tucked into his shirt and his hair tied back, save for the spikey hair above the feathered yellow headband, those feathers numbering 8.
Pieter had taken to the street, hands in his pockets as he tried to recall where the 'Loose Talon' was at. He knew it had been around here, but it'd been so long that Pieter was a bit lost! The hunter was finding this embarrassing, looking around at the street names and not recalling which way to go.
"Really don't want to have to ask where to go," Pieter thought to himself aloud, scratching his head and looking around. He could sense a rather larger than normal civilian power level near by, that energy feeling very vaguely familiar to him. He didn't really anything of it, as he just wanted to get himself a drink.
He came across a scene of a crime, where two individuals looked as though they'd been smashed into a wall and were needing a stretcher. Officers were at the scene, spouting something about a crazy saiyan woman in a Bao shirt having done this damage and was calling for some back up! Pieter walked up, his own saiyan tail behind him wagging, and spoke up to the officer to get his attention.
"'scuse me, officer," he announced, "I heard you had some trouble with a saiyan girl?"
The officer turned, acknowledging him and seeing his tail, about to stutter madly into his scouter radio. Pieter put his hands up, requesting aloud, "I'm someone who's worked often with the Blue Banner Army, officer. I'm just here to ask about this person that caused this. I'm also a member of the Karinga tribe, who live not too far from here. I was trying to recall where the 'Loose Talon' was when I saw you over here!"
The officer nodded, turning off his outgoing message and explaining, still sounding quite nervous about what happened with these two guys. They were talking to this saiyan girl, whom the officer quoted, 'Had a nice shirt,' and they were immediately smacked. He and his partner arrived soon after and tried to arrest her, but she alluded them quickly after! Pieter frowned and nodded, thinking to himself, "Alright, so a couple of pervs got what they deserved, and this racist idiot and his partner freaked out at this, before learning what happened..."
"I'll hit the nearest phone if I see her and restrain her afterwards," Pieter told him, floating up into the air quickly, rising above most of the buildings. The information he was give and this presence he was sensing told him that this was the girl. Frankly, he wasn't actually gonna do what he said, instead seeing if she'd been alright before alerting her about what happened. He flew over to the presence in less than 5 seconds, landing fairly lightly on the ground not too far behind her! The girl did seem to have a nice body from what he could see at this distance, which struck why those guys were hitting on her. However, something was oddly familiar about her and it was starting to bug him now.
Pieter called out to her, waving a hand in the air, his voice fairly loud, "Hey miss! In the with shirt with the black hair! Wait up a moment!"
The hunter briskly walked forward, almost going into a jog. As he did, he saw the building he'd been searching for, and nearly tripped for looking towards it on a piece of raised concrete! He caught his balance by using a nearby wall, looking at the crack and cursing at it before continuing to walk up to her... Why did she seem familiar?
Jala heard a man call her from behind and she cursed turning around and glaring at the man. “Can a Saiya-jin get some goddamn peace and quiet!? If you're gonna hit on me then I’ll send you through a wall!” Jala said glaring at the man, seeing him being familiar. “Wait a moment… You’re that Pieter guy from Kami’s aren’t you!? The hell are you doin’ here? Ya following me, coming to get me?!” Jala roared, preparing to attack him.
“I don’t take kindly to someone following me! What, you come after me to take me out because Kami said I was bad or something’?! Or maybe you're trying to hit on me, huh?!” She continued, slipping into her fighting stance. Her body closes up, her arms guarding her stomach and face as she looks past her arms. Her accusations father from the truth than possible.
“If you’re tryin’ ta hit on me, then I’ll break every bone in your body, ‘cause I’m gettin’ tired of people trying to be pervy ‘nd shit!” Jala continued her accusations grower louder and getting more annoyed at the man. “Hey, it’s that girl!” a voice shouted behind Pieter as a couple policemen were about 20 feet behind him and Jala’s went from annoyance, and started to shift a look of rage. “The hell are those racist people doin’ here!? They your men?! I’m not in a good mood so you better answer me.” The female Saiya-jin quickly said as the police officers quickly closed in on the two Saiya-jins.
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 24, 2017 19:57:05 GMT
The girl turned around and, first that comes out of her mouth: Accusations! Accusations about him following her because Maeve asked him to get her, or thinking he wanted to hit on her.
Threats came outta her, interrupting him immediately before he could get in a single word.
"No, I j-"
Another interruption came about, with some people not far behind Pieter calling out. It'd been the cops who're looking for her before! Someone must've tipped them off about the noise... And then came the comment about her being in a bad mood. Pieter scoffed, looking back to her uttering, "Oh, you've been in a bad mood? How funny..."
The hunter been over by a deep alleyway as the officers went by him, patting him on the shoulders for his thanked assistance. Pieter, however, in a motion so quick, he destroyed their scouters and equipment, before vanishing with the two officers into the alleyway into a blur suggesting that he dragged them in! There was the sound of fighting for a few seconds, before 2 thumping sounds came about, followed by glass bottles breaking. If Jala came around the corner to see what happened, she'd see Pieter walking out, straightening his shirt after having dumped now shattered glass bottle upon their knocked out bodies, drenching them in a pungent liquid, before putting the shattered bottles around their hands.
Pieter would walk up to her in the streets, suggesting to her in a irritated tone, "Now, I'm in a bad mood myself. There's a bar right here if you want to get a drink and share your story of why you're irritated, but don't really care if you don't join. I'm going in there, getting myself a pint, and be a social animal!"
The hunter pointed across the way to the, 'Loose Talon,' which had its sign carved into an ovular slab of wood colored green surrounding red letters, with an enormous dream catcher with many bird talons underneath the sign and just above the doorway. Pieter called, getting greeted by a high pitched voice that suggested Spanish-like descent, if Jala was to follow up behind.
Jala glared at Pieter as answered back and she was ready to attack him when the police officers that messed with her walked up and thanked him. In a flash, the two officers were pulled into the alley and she heard the officer's asses getting kicked and she began to grin. “Heh, maybe this guy isn’t so bad. Maybe he knows where a bar is.” She muttered to herself, going to tap her scouter and realized it was in her capsule.
He came back out and she could tell he was ticked off. Her head shot up and her tail unraveled from her waist and moved through the air quickly, her eyes widen as she spun around and saw the bar that Pieter was talking about; her smile stretched across her face. She turned back around, her personality doing a complete 180. “Yes! I’d love to get a drink! I’ve been trying to find a bar for the past… I don’t know Ee-arthling time, but it was a long time!” she said. Her tail swished through the air excitedly as she spun around and headed toward the bar, eager to get a drink. “I’ma coming to there!” the female Saiya-jin yelled and took off toward it… Completely ignoring any laws she broke.
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 25, 2017 4:06:38 GMT
Pieter heard the girl coming in, excited to finally get a drink at a bar, and saw her tail wagging behind her like a dog's, holding the door open for her as she made her way inside. She seemed to be quite the airhead, too. Pieter thought to himself, as she went by him, "Does she have dog-zoan in her or something? Never seen a saiyan act like that before... Eh. Whatever."[/font]
The bar itself wasn't too big and was dimly lit up. Upon looking to the left of the entrance, there'd been a pool table with some people playing at it, the first thing Jala would notice about it being that there were a surprising number of saiyans in here... Even some people that bore similar clothes to Pieter, though they didn't have the blue and red tattoos upon their face like the hunter. There was also a small stairwell right next to the bar, leading to another pool table, bathrooms, and even some small 2 person booths for people to sit at. Next to the bar, too, there'd been some really old looking virtual arcade games with some people people grouped around at, and a few substantially larger tables with others eating fried meats and potatoes, as well as salads among them. Arcosians, Saiyans, Namekians, Human, Zoans, and other oddities were all scattered around, talking, laughing, and enjoying their drinks!
"Petey, you son of a bitch," the bartender called out upon seeing the hunter and hastily walking over across from the hunter! His accent seemed to have been thick Northern accent, suggesting he may have been from further north. He and Pieter shook each other's hands, as he questioned aloud, "How're ya doin' today? Saw you on the news the other day, all blonde-like and bare chested while you and these people were battling that weird ghoulish guy in the TV! You were lookin' like you were standin' around while the danged guy and those who were fighting him were talkin'!"
Pieter rolled his eyes, as he responded, "You saw that in the news, huh? Some lucky camera guy saw that?"
"Aye. Speculative shit was being brought up about what happened, as the camera feed fizzled out for some reason. People've been saying you and those 3 at Satan City flew off somewhere afterwards."
"Yeah... I'd rather not get into that just yet. Just had a few bastards give me and the girl here a hard time for being saiyans. Can you get me and the girl there a pint each of Argous'," Pieter painstakingly answered, clearly annoyed at that! He then quickly mentioned, "The two asshats were being racist sons of bitches, so if the local cops ask, can you-"
"Got ya covered, Pete."
That put a smile upon Pieter's face, the hunter's tone of voice reflecting it as he stated, "Thanks a ton, Harry."
"Not a problem... So are you going to introduce me to the lovely lady in the Bao T-Shirt or do I have to knock you over the head for that name," Harry spoke, looking toward Jala!
Pieter looked toward her and mentioned, "To be quite honest, I never did actually catch your name before that crap happened just now."
Jala wandered in and noticed the other Saiya-jin and raised some eyebrows and scanned the entire bar, surprised at different races coexisting in here. “Holy shit. Usually, I see Arcosians and Saiya-jins brawling it out. Usually, the Arcosian wins.” Jala muttered to herself.
She looked around, confused about some of the things. She noticed a guy call out to Piet and begin talking to him. She listened to the two of them. Satan city? That is a bit weird of a name. She perked up when he started talking about her.
“Ar… Argous? The hell is that?” she asked Pieter, turning slightly to him. She heard Harry ask about her name and before she could say anything, Pieter asked as well, having this long thing to say. “I’m Abaddon. Nice ta meet ya both. So, what’s up with that fight I heard about?” she asked, eager about hearing him fight. “So, how strong are you Pieter? And another question, you know anything ‘bout Kami and what she is about?” she continued her next question, hoping that he knew something. Post Order: Pieter Wolfbane | Jala
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 25, 2017 5:57:00 GMT
"It's a type of ale that comes from the desert area south of the forest from here, where we first met," Pieter explained to her, before she introduced herself as Abaddon. It was a peculiar name, but Harry and Pieter thought nothing of it.
Rather, Harry instead stated in an enthusiastically charming tone, "Good to meet ya, Abbie! I'll be right back with the pints.
Harry walked over to the bar, getting caught up into a conversation with some of the other patrons, talking about the rivalry between the SSE and the AE in Foot Ball, the soccer kind and not the pigskin game, as he got the drinks from the tap. Meanwhile, Pieter was first asked about the fight, if it even could be called that. Before he could answer, she also asked him about how strong he was and what Maeve was talking about before, when they first very briefly met.
Pieter held up his hand, wagging it up and down as he told her, his eyes closed with a sigh beforehand, "Let's get the drinks and a booth after I tell what happened in the city to Harry, before I get into that with the Kami."
Just as he said that, Harry came up with the pints, which looked like cylindrical golf balls, due to their large dimples all over the glass except the glass handle and the lip of it. Inside them, a dark liquid with a nice caramel white head of froth danced. Harry spoke up, "Here ya go, fellers. Hope you enjoy this in particular, Abbie dear!"
Pieter handed her the glass, making sure not to spill it and grabbed his own. He held his up to hers, to clink the glasses before drinking as he called out, "Cheers!"
After, or rather if they clinked the glasses, Pieter proceeded to gorge down half the pint, not a drop falling out the glass before he gasped for air! He wiped the caramel white 'moustache' that formed upon his lips and looked between 'Abbie,' and Harry, explaining, "So, I cannot even really call that a fight... Now that garish looking guy was someone creating a mess of many things in Satan City, as you know probably from the report Harry. There were four guys there... Well, more like 3 and a blob medic of sorts that were fighting this guy. Now, I sense this going on and I'm rushing over there to help, and when I arrive, one of them's lost an arm, a saibaman guy, and the other guy, a goat zoan, is in this bastard's grip! I decide to terrify him with a Karinga war cry, which gets the guy to let go, but he tries to attack one of the others, a silver haired kid. Before that, though, I give the saibaman a senzu bean to stop the healing and recover, which I'm willing to bet you know is a damn common item! Although, thinking about it now, that was probably insulting because they grow from beans... Mm."
"Aye, that's a bad thing, but did you at least try to correct that mistake?"
"Didn't have time! That creepy guy ends up attacking one of the others helping defend, and meanwhile, the goat guy and the saibaman are both thinking I'm trying to take all the glory for myself, that I want to be known as a hero," Pieter explained to Harry, taking a sip of the thick drink before continuing, "So I decide to ignore them and I try to get in the way of the attack coming at the young guy... Blob thing ends up blocking it when I had it covered. After that, they all started getting on my case about being a- a glory hog and not wanting them to fight anymore! Gets to the point where, somehow, saibaman gets his arm grown back, power expanding dramatically, and suggesting they end it peacefully at that point. Meanwhile, I'm realizing that this guy's this really weird thing that we need to get a specialist to take care of, so I tell them to knock the guy out and we take them to the specialist to take care of them!"
"So this guy was some sorta off worlder or something, Pete," Harry questioned Pieter. Pieter nods in response, not wanting to go into the major specifics here.
He continues, "End up having to play bodyguard to these two guys and peacekeeper towards this guy at this point. We took them over to the specialist and... Well, I ended up getting decked so hard in the face for shouting in range of a baby, who I didn't know whether or not was awake. Can't recall what happened, at the moment! All that I remember is that the guy was gone!"
Harry ended up laughing at that, Pieter too laughing in the process at what happened. He slapped the table, exasperating, "Shit you not! That's literally what happened! Aaaaah... Harry, mind if we get another couple of pints? Gotta talk to her about some stuff. Oh, and put this on my tab!"
Pieter ended up downing the rest of the pint he had, handing the glass to Harry as he nodded in response. The hunter looked back to Jala, nodding to her with a smile, as he told her, "We'll get a seat shortly."
Harry came back with 2 more pints filled up and handed them to Pieter and a menu, letting him know that they were going to be cooking food through the whole night. The hunter picked them both up glasses and the small laminated menu and guided her up the stairwell the quietest booth he could find in the pub. No one else was with in close enough earshot for them to hear, so he took the furthest seat away, letting her have the spot with the easiest path out. He put the glasses down, one pint in front of her and the other remained in his hand.
“First met? Oh! That damned place! It’s so hot there!” Jala said, remembering it and frowning from a memory. “H-hold on, ‘Abbie’? It may be a cover name, but please not ‘Abbie’.” Jala said, sighing softly. She listened to Pieter and she was eager to hear about the Demon. “Sure. I have a couple questions ‘bout her.” the Saiya-jin said, eager to get answers.
She grabs the glass and smells the beer, making a face due to the strong smell. “Man, this is strong… Let go! Kanpai.” Jala said, remembering what Sansho said and copied him, clinking glasses with Pieter. The young assassin took the glass and began to down the drink, eagerly drinking it. Within moments, the drink was nearly gone as Jala grinned, completely happy and good as she wiped off the mustache made by the Argous.
Jala listens to the story, snorting at it, chalking it up to make-believe. “Pft, no way. Saibamen are creatures without any thought process. No way it could think.” she said rolling her eyes at it. No way, it’s not possible. She burst out laughing when he said he was decked for waking a baby up. “I-I call bullshit. Who the socked you for that?” the Saiyaness asked still snickering. She had the finished a pint in her hand and gave it to Harry. She listened to the two guys talk, eager to start talking about Kami. She followed Pieter to the empty booth and sat in it, taking the Argous and drinking a bit of it. “So, can we talk about Kami?" Post Order: Pieter Wolfbane | Jala
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 25, 2017 9:39:06 GMT
"Sure can," Pieter responded, sipping the beer before placing it on the table with both hands on it, clasping one another, "First things first, the Kami's name is Maeve, who's the one who punched me. Second, Saibaman lately have been showing intelligence! Heck, the saibaman I was talking about, who calls himself EGG for your information, has a fascination with Super Heroes! Third, and also getting to the first official part of why the Kami's got an issue with you having, 'darkness,' in your heart: You have a fake name so people don't know who you are."
He gestured to her with both hands, telling her, "I don't know exactly why you have yourself a nickname, but the thing about the Kami is that the Kami is the guardian of the Earth. The previous Kami is also the husband of the current and also father of their child. Before that, it was a Namekian named Scargot, all of which are powerful people in their own rights! The Kami have some pretty impeccable abilities, upon assuming the role. Bing, the father and husband I just spoke of, gave a recommendation for me to go visit a man in the Afterlife, who taught me abilities I cannot fathom to describe. Maeve, meanwhile, had been able to help me return to life, and she's also able to read souls, on top of that... You with me so far, Miss whatever your real name is?"
Jala listened to Pieter as he talked wondering to herself. “Kami is called Maeve… She kinda looks Demonic. It’s really weird-, wait did you just say a Saibaman is a superhero, and there name is EGG?... Was that what that pink and blue thing was on Maeve’s tower? Pft, as for Maeve kicking me off, I already know why Kami doesn’t like me. I can tell that. I know why, and it ain’t due to me having a ‘cover-up name’.” Jala said, snorting the last bit.
The young Saiya-jin knew exactly why Maeve kicked her off. But she had a different question for Pieter. She listened and registered the name. “Bing? The hell is a name like Bing? What does this Bing guy look like?” Jala said curiously, wondering what a Demon’s husband would look like. “Yea, I’m following you, Namekian was Kami before Bing, and Bing was Kami before Maeve. I have a good memory… For the most part.” Jala said, admitting to lapses in her memory sometimes.
“My question isn’t about the beginnings of Kami’s or whatever, or what they have done. My question is that she knows I am evil, I’ll admit it, I’m not good… So why did she put up the charade and kick me off the tower? Why is she giving me a second chance, even though I’m evil? Is this a question I’d need to ask her directly? Or are you able to answer it?” Jala sighed and mutter this last part out. “... My name is Jala.”
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 25, 2017 11:34:45 GMT
'Abbie' seemed to have been finding the details about EGG to be quite funny, snorting at the thoughts with her laughter! It got Pieter to snicker, too, more about her snorting laughs than about EGG. She asked about what Bing looked like, on top of what type of name it'd been. Pieter quipped jokingly, "Says the girl in the 'I heart Bao' t-shirt calling herself Abaddon!"
Pieter laughed briefly once more, but begun focusing on why Maeve let her go, if she felt Abbie, or rather Jala, as she finally spoke.
"Nice to meet you, Jala," Pieter responded, a warm smile sent her way before he'd attempt to answer her question, "As for your question... Maybe I can help shed light on it."
Pieter leaned back in the chair, kicking his left foot up above his right knee and started tothink about it a bit. His own experiences since returning to life told him that the chance to do good should always be given to those who've done bad decisions in their life. Those chances, when offered, define a person's core of their soul, so perhaps Maeve was offering the good in her to come out?
"Well... You can go ask her at one point yourself, as she lives in one place that shouldn't be hard to find now that you know where it is," Pieter spoke, sipping his drink lightly, eyes returning to Jala's from the ceiling, "However, I think she wants you to discover a part of yourself that you may not have been letting be free to show itself! Namely, for one, you admitting your actual name... That is your actual name, right? Jala?"
Jala jokingly glared at Pieter. “And the person who I’ve seen half-naked can talk about what I wear? Get real. You didn’t answer me on what Bing looked like.” the Saiya-jin said, eyeing Pieter. “Are you avoiding it?” she continued frowning at Pieter, but in a second, that frown changed into a smile when he said he’d try to explain Maeve’s decision.
Jala paled when he suggested that she go to Maeve’s place to question her judgment. “U-uh, how a-about I don’t do that. She seemed adamant about me getting off there.” Jala said, stuttering slightly from fear. “Yea, Jala is my real name. I’m not a… ‘Fan’ of giving out my name. With my line of work, it’s not a good idea to give out real names unless you want betrayal or death. Only really close partners give out their real name. Hence the reason why I don’t give my real name out much.” Jala explained to Pieter her situation. Post Order: Pieter Wolfbane | Jala
Post by Pieter Wolfbane on Mar 26, 2017 2:06:46 GMT
Pieter laughed again, at the mention of him being half naked the last time they met! He admitted, "Well Jala, that's because in my tribe, we believe letting the weather helps mold our body, and not to mention it teaches us to be comfy with our form instead of hiding!"
She went on to explain that she was in a line of work where she could be badly injured or killed for just her name being out there! It made her sound like a mercenary of sorts to Pieter, which helped him start putting the pieces together.
"Glad I can call myself part of that group! But, back on topic, though. Think of this... She probably was giving you the chance to think about your work," Pieter explained to her, open palm moving to help him get the words out, "She might have been thinking how you've been acting in your life has been against the grain of who you are... Who Jala is. That's some personal questioning and answering you personally have to do, though! In the meantime, what say ya to drinking, eating, and chatting the night away? Have ya ever been off world in your work, Jala?"
Jala listened to Pieter and snorted. “Yea, no thanks for that ‘tribe’. I like clothes and being warm.” Jala said chuckling, not wanting to join the tribe. “I like to hide my ‘form’, as you could tell with the assholes from before. Fucking perv’s.” Jala muttered with an annoyed tone.
“My work? Huh… I guess it would make sense… There is a problem with that. I-I don’t have anything else besides being an assassin. It’s my life. I don’t know really anything else. It’s not like if I was taught anything else, so ya.” she explained taking another swig of her beer and taking it to about half of what it originally was. “Nah, this is the first time I’ve been on Ee-arth. Kinda cool here, though, some people don’t like me… Like this guy who gave me the name ‘Snake’. I mean really, Snake!? The hell kinda of a cover name is Snake?” Jala says, starting to get slightly tipsy. Post Order: Pieter Wolfbane | Jala