Fate of the Would-Be Conqueror (Invite/Vi-Poi?)

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Gira flew through the air as fast as she could, hoping she wasn't too late to show support for Jala. Things with her grandfather didn't take as long as she thought, so once that was finished, the teen half-Saiyan headed straight for the BBA Headquarters. That was were they would take her, she figured. She hadn't been flying awfully long when the Central Capitol caught her eye. She had arrived. Heading straight for the army's HQ, she landed at the entrance. She sensed Pieter before she saw him, approaching him once she landed. She waved to the man in greeting. Her usual smile was gone, replaced by a look of concern.

"Um... hello." It just occurred to Gira that this was the first time she ever spoke to Pieter. "I'm Gira. I was present for that whole thing with Abbadon. Did you maybe hear anything about her?" Gira hoped that Pieter knew something, because all she knew was that Jala was in there. She sensed her familiar power from inside. Gira was a little mad at Jala for trying to take over part of the Earth, but the girl still considered the older Saiyan her friend. She was a good person, Gira knew that. It must have been a momentary lapse of judgement. That was the only thing that made sense to her. She hoped that they could talk to Jala and make sure she was okay. Gira didn't know what BBA practices were when it came to interrogation, but she would bet that they weren't at all pleasant.

It took a while for the criminal to wake up, as she was taking her time.  She gloated a little about avoiding death again, which wasn't that impressive to be quite honest, after asking about where they were.  Taking a deep breath, she admitted to the girl, "BBA headquarters, where else would we take a criminal like you?"  Vivian didn't want to deal with this crap right now, but god she wanted to knock her around a little before she knew what to do.  But then this Jala decided to take this up to the next level, by bringing out simple insults and nonchalance about her situation, as if this was a norm.  She was cocky that Vivian, as an officer, wouldn't touch her, even as she offered a cigarette.  Nodding, she stretched her hand over to the carton, slipping out a single stick and lit it with a simple energy flare.

Though, she didn't even put it anywhere near her lips, oh no, she had other ideas with it.  And she wanted to know what was going to happen to her, as she knew that nothing happened.  Though, to be fair, Vivian was waiting for a particular signal that she told Panzer to give her, depending on how things went.

And wouldn't luck have it that Panzer finally got a message concerning the fate of Jala, as Vi-Poi outright stated in his message that since Jala didn't murder, she should be let go.  Balling up his hand into a fist, he knocked it into the glass three times, which was just the thing Vivian was waiting for.

"Well, seems like you're gonna be let go," Vivian said with a sneer, leaning towards Jala with dark intentions.  "Though, I'm going to make this clear, since you seem to have the wrong idea about me.  I.  Don't.  Fuck.  Around."  Her grin turned into a straight serious face with each syllable uttered.  Twisting her hand holding the cancer stick around, Vivian slammed it straight towards Jala's arm, aiming to stab the burning cigarette into the back of this girl's hand.

"Truthfully, I would have killed you right there and then.  The only thing that kept me from doing it was the amount of people there who have their own fuckin' moral codes which don't align with the BBA.  It's bad to kill people, they say, I will stop murder from happening, they say, even as their own hands are bloodied up to hell.  This world's full of hypocrites, and you are feeding into their heroic addictions.  It's my job to keep people safe from psychopaths like you.  OH, and you better realize that I can tell what you are doing with your energy building up right there."

Rolling her neck around, she slid her hat off the top of her head, completely revealing her orange locks.  She slammed her heavily weighted hat into the table down below, putting a slight dent in it as it landed with a deft thud.  This woman doesn't learn by words alone, the android figured.  She learned by actions.

"PANZER, SHINE THIS BITCH!"

Heeding her orders, Panzer from the other side of the glass pulled up his hand and created an intense amount of energy.  Flipping a switch with his spare hand, the other side of the one way glass finally became visible, as Jala would be able to see the pink haired grease monkey building up a ton of energy.  And with a suddenness to rival those who travel at the speed of light, Panzer unleashed a blinding flash of light, which Vivian used to pull off a little fun attack.

"Learn that what you experienced out there...  Was a mercy.  As I'm going to hit you with all my power, so you can learn your lesson," Vivian said coldly, as she brought up a hand aimed straight at Jala.  A crimson ball of energy formed in the palm of her hand, feet away from Jala as the android whispered the simple words, _{"Scarlet...  Gleam."}

A torrent of red energy exploded from her hand, aiming to blast the entirety of Jala's body within the interrogation room.  There was no doubt the room can handle such energy, they can handle the strength of super saiyans after all.

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".... Alright, just gonna go in there and ask for her," Pieter thought in a whisper, finding himself having stood out there for a few minutes now. He was about to take a step over there, when Gira, the girl from several minute ago, approached him, reminding him about her being there! Pieter stopped, looking at her and stating, with a smile, "Of course! I thought you had matters with family to take care of though... Regardless, I'm Pieter. A friend of Jala's too. We'll need to pool our money together for her release. Let's just get inside first."

Pieter walked across the street and inside the headquarters. It was a very large place, bustling with people going in and out of the place. He was hoping this wasn't going to be much of an issue. He, and hopefully Gira approached the Front Desk to the teller, a soft look Majin man in the BBA uniform.

"Hello! How can I help you," the Majin spoke cheerfully! Pieter wasn't expecting that, a smile able to put on briefly for his questioning.

"Hi! We're here to pick up the girl, Jala? She was just brought in maybe thirty minutes ago or so," Pieter asked.

The Majin cracked his rubbery fingers and got to typing quickly in his computer. He pulled up the information, seeing that she'd been getting interrogated right now. He stated, "Oooh... Tried to conquer the Eastern Lands? It also seems she didn't actually kill or harm anyone, from what the current report's saying. Until then, what I suppose we could get someone to help you out until then, to bring you up there."

Pieter sighed, hands flat on the counter before nodding in agreement. The Majin teller begun getting around to asking people. The hunter went over to the counter at the side to wait with Gira... Then came the sensations of energy! Upstairs! He gritted his teeth and sprinted upstairs in a blur. He could feel the energy was around here. Pieter flew by everyone upstairs and approached the door where the energy was being flung. He opened it, seeing and feeling Jala's energy behind the glass and door of the interrogation room! His black button shirt and tank top wearing self saw the pink haired guy outside for a moment.

The hunter opened the door quickly and got in between Vivian and Jala, energy developing in his hands and tail that unfurled quickly from behind him. He shattered each of the blades in an instant with a slap of his tail and hands, before catching Jala in a tight bearhug with the remaining energy, aiming to keep her in place. Pieter told her, pressing his barrel chest, aiming to knock her out if she continued to struggle, "Jala, cool it down! You're in no condition to be doing anything here, of all places!"

Pieter turned him and Jala to the side, a angry look upon Pieter's face as he asked, "Are you alright? Why did I sense you two acting up way before this?!"

(Gira back to you! Using Wolf Tooth and Claw (UP2, Style, Splittable) to split the attacks up into 3 to stop each of the [N1] Ki Enhancer strikes and get Jala in a bearhug hold that would Knock her out if she continued struggling.)

(KP: 1/3 from 3/3 for Wolf Tooth and Claw (UP2, Style, Splittable) usage)

(Wolf Tooth and Claw (UP2, Style, Splittable) splitting strikes PL per attack: 39,995. 39,995-2474=37,521 pl! Only 37,521 is being used for the bear hug that will KO if Jala struggles!)

It was absolutely perfect, the way that Jala tried to escape when she did.  Good thing that there were no recording apparatuses inside of the interrogation rooms, due to the advantages the criminal can have considering that androids could hop their consciousness through multiple pathways.  Cameras included.  Inside the Interrogation room, it's essentially like being closed off in another dimension.  And with that, Vivian would be able to twist the truth in her favor, since it was true that Jala had been preparing to attack her with that charge.  Would have done anything?  Not really, but intent was everything after all.

And after the blast engulfed Jala, it seemed that the saiyan still had the strength to stand and actually fight.  Maybe she'll actually have her chance to kill this criminal, seeing as how she was fighting so intently against someone of the law.  Though, that hope faded once a certain Mr. Poopy butthole appeared and stepped right in between the two of them, apprehending Jala in his bear hug of a grasp while catching the attacks that the would be dead criminal had thrown.  Although not showing it in her posture or facial features, Vivian was quite perturbed that this was yet another moment this stupid Saiya-jin Indian decided to stick his nose in her business.

Then just as fast as he entered, it seemed that the girl that stood on the sidelines during that conflict was also here, following into the room along with Pieter.  Great, just what they needed, a background character who does nothing when it really mattered, but does everything when there is no real danger anymore.  And it seems both of them were berating into Jala, blabbing on and on that this wasn't her and that what she was doing was wrong.  Yes, it was wrong, because it's in her character.  Jala, in her heart, was nothing more than a violence loving criminal, just like Vivian.  Though, unlike Vivian, Jala still had to learn how to reel in her blood thirst in order to learn more about self-preservation.

And when asked about why things were getting heated, it was time for Vivian to story it up the best way she could.  "Well, Mr. He Who Barges Without Knocking, since you were able to tell that both of us were doing something, I'll admit it was this psychopath of a girlfriend of yours charged some attack up.  As soon as I confronted her about it, she decided to prepare to use it, but my Partner over there-..."

Pointing through the glass, where her pink haired doofus of a buddy wasn't there, as he was entering the room with them.  There was a visible red mark on his face, reminiscent of a foot print seeing as how he got ran over by Pieter on his way into the room.  And a shoeprint visible on his yellow jumpsuit thanks to Gira following right behind Pieter.  Grumbling a little as he wanted to berate them on proper manners, he kept his mouth shut because he knew that the Saiyaindian is quite literally much stronger than everyone in this room combined.

"Panzer blinded her with a stunning flash.  With that, she tried to run out of the window, so I had to use force to blast her to the ground, aiming to knock her unconscious.  Since I can't really control my power output, she ended up looking like a mess, but hey, look at that.  She was still able to get up to try and attack me, and that's where you came in Mr. Jumps In Front of Knives."

She was really hammering in that stereotypical Indian naming sense on him.  With that, she added on,

"Feel lucky that I didn't try to kill her for what she tried to do, as I did tell her that I was going to let her go, since she didn't do anything.  I'll never understand why she thought the best thing to do after being told that she'll get freedom, was to try and attack me.  Then again, it's in her genes, what with her being fuckin' saiyan monkey trash."

Eyes widened as she realized that blurted right of her mouth, covering her mouth with a hand as she was angry at herself for letting traces of her old programming show.  To think that even after a year of trying to eradicate that part of her, her saiyan racism was still lingering on somehow.  Welp, now she was in the process of deleting that as she says, "So sorry I let that slip.  Old programming that still lingers and whatnot."

"Yes, that is your choice," Pieter pronounced, looking at the woman in his grip, "However, I'm also caring about you, damn it..!"

She wasn't stopping her struggle. He didn't want to knock her out, as from what he felt, she wasn't in the wrong for what was happening! He felt some violent and powerful come from the robo-officer, who was literally lying to his face. Pieter looked at her, stating, "From my standpoint, your vastly LARGER energy assaulted her, with his energy on top of that, prior to her freaking out. Considering whom your boss is, if word got out that you literally attacked someone for not doing jack shit to get a reaction-"

Pieter gritted his teeth hard, as Jala tried put the lit cigarette to his ear to try and weasel her way out of his grip. This only served to tighten his grip even more... The man was someone who was fueled by his rage and pain. Gira tried berating her before, but her approach was too light.

"I'm going to take her outta this place," Pieter growled, walking towards the door where Vivian's friend was still at, on the ground and twitching, Jala still in his arms, "Pardon me... Gira, let's be moving. Jala, I'm putting you down and you're going to be holding my hand while we walk out! I need you to keep calm until we're outta the city, alright?!"

When he was speaking to Jala, he was looking up to her with an angered scowl. He set her down, and before she could run, put his fingers between his own and clutched her hand tightly. He was done with this asinine event and wanted to have her understand that too!

(Pieter is not moving to knock out Jala. However, he is putting her down and wrapping his hand up with hers before attempting to walk out. Gira, it's your go.)

(Pieter is being that guy.)

(KP: 2/3 from 1/3 for no KP usage.)

Vivian wasn't entirely surprised at all by the onslaught of obscenities shouted by the infuriated Jala, who kept on preaching that she should be allowed what she wanted to do.  And this is what she hated about Jala, as with what similarities there were between the two of them, this inbred monkey trash didn't know when to actually follow the rules when the times came to it.  And currently Vivian was following all the rules, seeing as how she has the authority to pretty much do so due to her position in KAOS.  But what started to infuriate her most of all was the Indian Saiyan's bold proclamation that she was lying.  Not even considering the possibility she was telling the truth, Pieter was being a complete obscene moron for not even looking at it from her point of view.

It was definitely obvious that Pieter hated her for no reason at this point, seeing as how despite how rough she was with Jala, there was no reason that she was lying.  HELL, Jala DID try to escape, Jala DID try to charge an attack to use at a moments notice, Panzer DID stun her, and Vivian DID use a lot of power to attack Jala.  She opened her mouth as she wanted to say something witty, but knew that no matter what she said, Pieter was going to impose his own stupid bullshit morals onto her and claim that he was right and she was wrong and nana nana boo boo.  So, all she could say was, "I'm not even wasting any artificial breath I have on you, as you won't even give me the time of day as it obviously seems."

With that, she watched as everyone started to spill out of the room, finding Gira to actually feel a little betrayed as evidenced by her own facial features, even as she was told by the psychotic saiyan herself to butt out.  And as everyone started to file out, an unbridled rage started to build up until it exploded.

"NOW LISTEN HERE YOU INSUFFERABLE MORON!"

Panzer had been fuming over this entire situation for the past couple of minutes, remaining silent as he really didn't approve with Vivian's little attack on Jala.  Yeah he didn't like the saiyans due to the saiyans, but it was obviously innately wrong to abuse those who are weaker.  Though, his thought process started to change once he witnessed the actions of Pieter, who quite literally trampled over him and through Vivian in order to get what he wanted, while spewing about how he wanted to prove how Jala didn't mean all of what she was doing.  And just watching him straight up call Vivian a liar, when everything she said was true, albeit one little event was not included, the one in which the android instigated Jala to attempt to escape, there was no reason as to completely distrust her like this.

Pieter didn't care about what was right or wrong, he just wanted to win on his side.

"On my standpoint, you weren't here when she woke up, because ever since she's woke up she's been all, 'Fuck you bitch ass butt munch asswipe stupid cu-' You get the point.  She has been NOTHING but a complete nuisance, a complete problem, and a complete jackass!"

Placing a hand on Pieter's shoulder, he tugged on it hard enough to get him to look in his general direction as they were now outside of the interrogation room.  A communicator panel on the wall wide open, showing a message which straight up told the orders of letting Jala go.  Continuing on letting his steam out, Panzer raged on, "Now ever since your monkey trash slut woke up, she quite literally started building up energy for some attack.  I'm sure YOU were able to feel that since you can feel energies as well as Vivian can track them down with the scanners I built for her eyes.  If you actually stood and realized it, then you would realize Jala was the first instigator to build up that fuckin' energy.  I stopped her with a stun, but she started running because she's not in a good mental state.  JUST LOOK AT HER!"

Pointing at the very estranged Saiyan, he let his rage start to build up even more as he quite literally accidentally shifted over into his Half-Shark form, his skin turning blue as his grip on Pieter tightened even more so.  There was nothing to stop Panzer from continuing as he said, "She quite literally has been screaming nothing but those obscenities and tried to attack you, Vivian, strangers, anyone she can her hands on this entire day!  We knocked her unconscious unlike a certain meddling twat over here, who continued to preach how this wasn't her, and we actually did our job in stopping her, again unlike you.  Well, tell me something, why is she still SUCH AN INSUFFERABLE BITCH then?  Do you just get absolutely excited at the thought of reforming those who are inbred delinquents, who can't tell an acquittal from a death sentence?"

Letting his voice raise even higher, his gaze started to bore holes into Pieter's eyes as he was not even close to done, "AND DON'T GET ME STARTED WITH YOU MR. HOLIER THAN THOU.  Ever since you've arrived and interfered in BBA business, multiple times, I have started to see what Vivian was saying about you back there.  She was totally right as you are doing nothing more than meddling in our business, imposing your will and morals on us without even thinking about if you're on the right side or not.  OH, no no, Mr. I got Blonde Hair powers because I descend from War born Chimpanzees from Space over here thinks that WE are lying!  Just because we're stronger and used more power to put her down, we are lying.  Well look at the god damn hippie monkey standing front of me, who meddled to the point of MURDERING a culprit, rather than leaving her alive.  What's the change, you an android racist you piece of garbage?  You have a soft spot for fuckin' monkeys of the same kind?"

Letting his words pause on that for a second, he continued, "You are nothing but a disgrace to anything of Humankind.  I feel disgusted just standing in the same room as someone as you, because you'll probably spin this in a way to say that I'm wrong and you're right without even considering the possibility that there is merit in our words.  Because you have you head so far up your ass, that I'll need God himself to even let light shine its rays in your eyes!"

Taking a deep breath as he finally got a lot of pent up rage, culminating from having to deal with bullies ever since his father disappeared from his life as Pieter made him feel the same way as back then.  Pieter was bullying them with is power and morals, because he wants to help his monkey friend.  Eye twitching rather horridly, he released the grip on Pieter as he concluded, "Now, I'd like to see what our boss would say about someone who keeps interfering in our job, just like that Galactic Patrol which is banned on Earth!  I'd like to see what your boss would say about protecting garbage like her- but Oh I'm sorry you don't have a boss, as you look like a god damn penniless hippy.  Now, before I get even more infuriated by you, why don't you get out of our building with your friend, because the next time you interfere with our business like this, you aren't getting out unscathed.  And the next time your lil' psycho friend there decides to vent her frustrations on Earthlings, I won't hesitate to deport her into space without a ship!  NOW GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!"

Closing his eyes as he tried to calm down, he let his own emotions die down along with his energy, his blue skin reverting back to its normal hues.  Turning around on his heels to look at Gira, he added on, "You're cool though.  Dunno why you consider that psychopath a friend, but you have done nothing wrong and are okay in my books."

Vivian just stood in the interrogation room as she listened to all of this unfold, her jaw dropped much further downward than she would have liked to admit.  She had no idea that her own Panzer had one hell of a mean streak inside of him, especially with how he unloaded a lot of luggage and words upon the bullheaded Saiyaindian.  Blinking rather rapidly at how thoroughly he did his best to tear Piet down, a newfound respect budded in her chest for her friend and body-creator.