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Post by Shemha on May 25, 2017 2:32:11 GMT
| Reinforcements|SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543 SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,538,125/5,748,317 |
GAIN BONUSES: NONE| | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x15/19) |
The Enigma roared through the last stretch of space as it neared Beppa. Strapped into her captains chair Shemha watched the planet grow in size as they drew close. Even as the atmosphere began to burn against the craft she remained focused. This was her first mission as Commander and a vital one for the Empire. All across the galaxy SSE forces pushed for Acrosian and Dominion territories. Here she was to do her part along with those that accompanied her.
Pin, the android that Habana awarded such high praise was already here. Little did she know he was at this moment quite literally strangling a the resistance out of a select group of Beppan Saiyans. In the past she preferred diplomacy, she really did, but the time for that was over. Powerful warriors threatened the Empire’s movements and their soldiers. The days of trying to figure a strategic way out of this were done. Now, it was time for war.
Down through the upper atmosphere the ship went and in a moment it burst through the sulfurous clouds that dotted the planet. Eyes squinting, she saw the small outpost far below that was their destination.
After Habana took the planet for the Empire, she left soldiers behind to keep order and enact the will of the Queen. Unfortunately, the Acrosian resistance aided by the sudden arrival of Xylo and his goons was pushing them back. Shemha planned to make them pay and in the process, reclaim lost territory.
With the moons cycle barely missed, she would have to rely on the might of her warriors without their Oozaru form. She was confident in them and if worst came to worse, she would unleash her full furry on those that opposed them. Hopefully though, there was no need. This would be good experience for the young warriors with her and a chance to show off their skills.
A few more minutes and The Enigma began to level out, thrusters engaging as their momentum slowed. Then, with one final solid thud, they ship touched down.
Immediately Shemha threw off the straps that secured her in the chair and rose to her full height. Alongside her Meridia did the same, the girl’s white dress a poor choice for the environment they were about to enter. Without a word to her or the others on board, the Commander made her way towards the already lowering ramp at the back of her ship.
Her bare feet slapped against metal as she marched down, all business as a few dozen dirty faces greeted her.
”Commander??”One soldier up front asked as if there was another six foot Majin that served the Empire.
”Captain?” She asked with a glance to the insignia on his breastplate. ”Give me an update. Where do we stand?” The Majin demanded as she continued to walk, presumably with the other warriors that accompanied her in tow. They were all ranked below her, but for now had no orders. They knew what their duty was here and she trusted them to act like professionals.
”Commander, our forces were doing fine. The soldiers left behind by Queen Habana were more than adequate to keep the general populace under control and even deal with the Acrosian resistance. However, it wasn’t long after the real fighting started that a ship shaped like a giant fist descended from the sky. A Namekian who by all reports seems to have been Xylo himself, led an assault that forced our warriors to fall back. Since then we have been gradually losing ground and soldiers. Their side has taken loses as well, but far less than our own.”
He then paused as if hesitant with his next bit of information, but a glance from Shemha bade he continued.
”Recently though, Xylo and a number of his lackeys departed. In light of that we have begun to push back and retake defensive positions, but our forces are depleted and the progress has been slow. We are honored that you would come personally to make sure Beppa is secure.” He finished with a salute.
”The pleasure will be mine, but I am not the only capable warrior here. The soldiers I have brought with me are more than adequate to to crush those who appose us.”
TAGS: Cepa Ginge Brassica Sundavr Andlat Pin OOC NOTES: This is an open thread, a place for us to arrive and help the tired Empire forces push back against those who seek to challenge our rule. Feel free to add NPCs and the like as you see fit. This is our first push into the battlefront!
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Post by Brassica on May 25, 2017 13:32:35 GMT
PL: 59,376 Light Weights: Active Weighted PL: 44,532
For the majority of the trip, Brassica had been making use of the training facilities that this ship had to offer. As much as she would have loved to just lie back in the very comfy pillows and beds that had been supplied to them on this mission to Beppa, the short haired Saiyan female just couldn't get much rest. So what better way to burn off excess energy to try and get some rest? Punch, kick, smash and generally blow stuff up.
As the ship began to make its descent into the Beppan atmosphere, Brassica was in the middle of a round with a combat droid twice her size, the machine trying to take advantage of the ships shaking. But, a little ship rumbling meant naught to the savage jungle Goddess of the Simians. Earthquakes were a regular occurence, and on a world where everything wanted to kill and eat you, sometimes not in that order, one got used to the shakes and shudders. Brassica's tail quickly wrapped around the constructs waist before crushing it, her fist slamming straight into the edifices approximation of a head.
The short haired Saiyan gave a triumphant smirk, wiping her forehead a little as she left the training room and made her way for the ships main hatch, her tail bouncing along behind her as she walked. She spotted that Shemha had already left the ship and was in the middle of receiving an update from the local forces. "You rang?" she said, as the large Majin female mentioned other capable warriors on the ship that had come along with her.
Brassica looked out across the volcanic landscape, letting off a soft whistle at the sight. "Well, that's a sight alright..." she mused before looking to the troops. "So, how regular are the eruptions here? Daily, weekly, monthly, annually? Just lava only, or superheated steam as well, or only the latter?" the short haired Saiyan asked the soldiers, resting a hand on her hip.
"First rule on any world, know the environment and use it to your advantage." she quickly explained. "If you know when a place is going to become extremely volatile, lure the enemy into it if you're sure they aren't aware of the time table. Let the world destroy them for you if they outnumber and overpower you." Brassica surmised with a shrug. "Since it sounds like we're going to be here for a while, might as well get as familiar with the planet as we can. Right Commander?" she inquired of the giant Majin female.
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Post by Pin on May 26, 2017 0:41:46 GMT
Pin had been gearing up to bring the Pixie - and his new trophies - back to planet Vegeta when his scanners alerted him to an Empire vessel entering Beppa's atmosphere. He wasn't familiar with this particular ship, but something in his gut told him he might want to link up with whoever was on it, if only to check in and make sure they didn't need his assistance. Habana may have sent more forces for a separate mission with the knowledge that Pin would already be on the planet. She tended to trust him with making those sorts of connections, and gave him plenty of freedom to move about. Worst case scenario, he met up with a bunch of accountants before heading home. He had the Pixie calculate the new ship's trajectory and set a course to meet up with them.
It wasn't long after Shemha's ship landed that the Pixie Blue roared into the skies above and gracefully set itself down about fifteen to twenty yards from her own landing spot. A hatch opened on the Pixie, which became an offloading ramp. Pin stepped down onto the cracked Beppan soil, his cape showing the colors of the Empire. He surveyed the area and quickly identified two warriors of note - Brassica, who he was always happy to seen and whom he'd been running into more and more often lately, and the new Commander of the Empire's armies, Shemha. He wasted no time in approaching them, kicking on his thrusters to close the distance quickly.
"Commander," he said, saluting, "Saw you landing, figured I'd check in and see if your operation could use an extra few sets of hands. Her Majesty sent me here to deal with a minor insurgency, I wasn't aware of a situation that would merit your personal attention."
He nodded to Brassica separately.
"Always good to see one of our finest." ______________________________ PL 122,324
Effective PL 1,100,916
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Post by Shemha on May 31, 2017 18:43:13 GMT
| Reinforcements|SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543 SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,840,688/5,748,317 |
GAIN BONUSES: NONE| | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x16/19) |
A quick glance to Brassica confirmed her as one of those elite soldiers that accompanied her to Beppa. Only vaguely familiar with the warrior, Shemha knew the high regard Habana held for the woman. On that alone she believed her to be a capable warrior, the Queen's word and recommendation carrying plenty of weight with the Majin. In time the Commander could render her own judgment.
”Agreed, Brassica.” Shemha confirmed, curious herself as to what the environment of Beppa was like. Officially this was her first time here under the SSE banner and if memory served, she only visited once in her past life. A mere servant than, she hadn’t even left the ship so her knowledge of the volcanically active rock was limited. Casually her eyes shifted from the short haired female to the Captain as they both awaited his answer.
”That depends, Commander.” He began, addressing the higher ranked of the two simply because he didn’t want to look the fool glancing back and forth between them. ”Most of the volcanos follow random schedules. The planet's tectonic movements are erratic at best and there has been little documentation about their movement. I apologize, but I cannot answer those questions. What I do know, is a rumble always precedes an eruption so we will be given warning before lava and steam being bursting from the ground. He ended with a hard swallow, unsure if the answer was satisfactory.
Shemha expected something like that for an answer, environmental factors so often unpredictable. However, before she gave any sort of indication whether she approved or disapproved, the scouter clipped to her waist beeped. Familiar with its many beeps and chirps, she recognized it signaled an approaching signature. A single swift motion had the device in her hand and raised so that she could view the screen.
Ah yes, Pin. His energy signature logged in the military databanks, Shemha was aware that Habana sent him here ahead of time. Uncomfortable with androids on a couple of levels, she again trusted in Habana’s relationship with the robot. A creature capable of stealth did have its uses, undetectable by natural means and as long as he was loyal, she saw no reason not to utilize him.
With the others she watched as his ship came into view and soon after, the android himself. Present at the Queen’s claiming of the throne, he knew who she was and paid the proper respects. Shemha smiled at that, she appreciated manners.
”Pin.” She responded with a respectful nod. ”We received news that Xylo entered Beppan space so the Queen decided it was time myself and a select few made our way here. According to the Captain though, Xylo’s time here was short lived. Tell me, did you run into the Namekian during your tenure here? Perhaps he received word that reinforcements were on the way.” She finished. The last bit was barely a mumble as her voice faded. Silently she pondered what might prompt him to leave the planet so quickly. From what she could tell, he was no coward.
TAGS: Cepa Ginge Brassica Sundavr Andlat Pin OOC NOTES: This is an open thread, a place for us to arrive and help the tired Empire forces push back against those who seek to challenge our rule. Feel free to add NPCs and the like as you see fit. This is our first push into the battlefront!
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Post by Brassica on Jun 4, 2017 10:21:08 GMT
The short haired Saiyan sighed and rubbed the back of her head. "Well, that's annoying." she muttered, her eyes sweeping across the volcanic environment. "But I suppose it can't be helped with this kinda world. Was hoping for some good news at least, aside from the head honcho himself buggering off from the planet." mused Brassica, her mind not so much concerned with the Namekian himself, but that egg-like weapon of his that was spoken of from the Namek conflict report. That thing was what really gave her the shivers... a biological weapon that could spawn forth a creature that could take on virtually anything and come out of it unscathed. That was something she'd want to have the planets volcanic help with at the very least.
When Pin arrived and complimented her, she gave a smirk and flick of her tail. "Good to see that you haven't been turned into spare parts." she said before glancing at Shemha's muttering statement. She narrowed her eyes a little as she considered something before frowning. "Maybe that's his game?" the short haired Saiyan mused aloud. "He lands on one of our worlds, makes his presence known, we rush over there to try and deal with him, but by the time we get there he's long gone and disrupting something else on another planet." Brassica theorised. "Keeps us out of position from whatever his real aim is. Misdirection and sleight of hand." she surmised.
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Post by Pin on Jun 5, 2017 3:02:08 GMT
Pin shook his head. He'd not encountered any Namekians thus far, and certainly hadn't detected any power signatures of particular strength - aside from present company. He wasn't thrilled with the idea that the Mazoku scum would be so bold as to make a personal appearance on one of the Empire's claimed planets, and wondered what such a report might mean. Surely Xylo didn't go anywhere without at least something of a retinue with him. Had he brought the Saiyan traitor Kizuki with him? Had his mission to Namek so long ago been so thoroughly for naught?
"I'm afraid I've seen no sign of him or his influence. Just a few primitives getting too big for their loincloths."
He turned to Brassica as she offered a theory on Xylo's movements and tactics. The theory had some value. It was a nice change of pace to see another SSE warrior with not only power, but brains. Too many Saiyans failed to use that which was inside their heads, focusing too much on their fists.
"It's possible that his entire game relies on the Queen growing tired of chasing every lead. If he draws us out time and again, only to vanish with little trace every time, he may be expecting us to stop responding to sightings, allowing him to strike at an opening we might otherwise not offer if he were to try a standard covert strike. Even our grand Empire has finite resources, and he may be counting on that."
Pin looked off into the blighted volcanic wasteland that was Beppa. He still found it hard to believe that this planet held much value, but he would keep those thoughts to himself. The Queen wanted Beppa. She would have - and keep - Beppa.
"Still, I find it hard to believe that he would leave no forces behind if he were here. Even just a small cell of warriors, waiting for the right time to strike. It would be best to remain vigilant, perhaps install a few outposts at key locations staffed by trained squads. Surely we can spare the manpower for such an operation. Just an early warning system - men brave enough and strong enough to fight off the enemy while sending word to the Throne."
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Post by Shemha on Jun 7, 2017 15:03:07 GMT
| Reinforcements |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543 SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,840,688/5,748,317 |
GAIN BONUSES: NONE| | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x16/19) |
Shemha’s was divided. Disappointed Xylo was gone and she wasn’t given the opportunity to take care of him herself, his departure meant that fewer soldiers would need to be sacrificed. As Commander she understood and accepted the losses that came in order to achieve victory, yet every Empire soldier preserved was one useful in the next engagement. Regardless if Pin and Brassica were right or not, the war was far from over and diversion tactics only got you so far. Eventually, Xylo would need to make a push to weaken the Empire further, spreading their resources wasn’t enough.
”It’s possible.” She admitted in response to the potential tactical advantage of hopping from target to target. After all, his presence drew the Commander to Beppa and she was one of the Empire’s strongest fighters…here that power was currently being wasted. ”Yet, I personally don’t believe that is his goal. From what I know of Xylo, like on Namek, he tends to grasp for what he wants with displays of power instead of cunning. That creature that aids him gives him confidence, hopefully he will overstep soon enough.”
She hoped he did, and then he and his collection of lackeys could be dealt with. The longer this war dragged on, the worse it was for the Empire. Shemha didn’t doubt the strength of the SSE, but she didn’t trust the Premier of Earth. As brilliant as Habana’s “truce” with Earth was, Vi-Poi didn’t appear to be a fool. From a tactical standpoint, striking at Vegeta when its soldiers were spread across the stars fighting the Mazoku Dominion was ideal. She worried such a thing might become a reality.
Attention drawn back to Pin as he shared his doubts that the whole of the Mazoku forces had left Beppa, Shemha slowly nodded. He might be right. Leaving a small strike force behind to engage in guerilla type warfare was smart and something Xylo might have done, despite her view on him. At the very least, the Empire should be prepared for that scenario.
”A sound idea.” Shemha said with a pause as she looked between the two of them. ”I see why Habana speaks of you two the way she does.” Eyes then shifting to the Captain. ”Gather a platoon of volunteers that wish to remain on Beppa for the foreseeable future. They won’t be needed immediately, but make sure they are prepared and have the supplies they need.” She ordered with the belief she would be present for the coming days at the very least. Little did she know in short order her presence would be needed elsewhere.
”Pin, you spoke of resistance separate from the Mazoku. Do you believe we will see more? It would disappoint me to see our soldiers left behind only to be ambushed by the fools they are here to protect.”
TAGS: Cepa Ginge Brassica Sundavr Andlat Pin OOC NOTES: This is an open thread, a place for us to arrive and help the tired Empire forces push back against those who seek to challenge our rule. Feel free to add NPCs and the like as you see fit. This is our first push into the battlefront!
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Post by Brassica on Jun 8, 2017 19:04:16 GMT
Brassica proceeded to tap her lip with a crooked finger as she thought over the situation. If it wasn't for an act of cunning that this Xylo was doing this whole planet hopping schtick, then what was his goal? Best way to figure that out would be to figure out where it was he had gone to. Which meant that they had to try and locate any of the Namekian's forces here on Beppa and interrogate them, although the short-haired Saiyan doubted somewhat that he would have told his minions where he had flown off to. She didn't believe this Mazoku was that naive to not consider either his forces being captured, or intending to plant false information.
She grumbled and sighed, shaking her head and shrugging her shoulders. "Urgh, I think I preferred dealing with the Spiderians back home over this Xylo... least they were more straight-forward than this guy is with his designs. And they were giant, acid spitting, web-spinning spiders..." the woman said somewhat exasperatedly. She began to grin though and slammed a fist into a palm though at the mention of some primitives getting too big for their loin cloths. "Sounds like my kind of party." Brassica said with a grin as she cracked her knuckles in both hands, eager at the prospect to finally get to do something other than hit robots in a training room on a spaceship.
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Post by Pin on Jun 9, 2017 4:32:53 GMT
Pin nodded, acknowledging Shemha's orders to find willing soldiers to remain on Beppa. He hoped it wasn't for naught. With luck, the soldiers wouldn't see any combat while on this planet, wondering why they had to hold this particular rock over something like Namek or Shikk. When Brassica mentioned Spiderians, Pin couldn't help but chuckle lightly. The Spiderians surely sounded like a better option than Xylo's Mazoku, that was for sure.
"It was just some native Beppan Saiyans," Pin explained when Shemha asked him about the rebellion. "Gotten it in their heads that they're somehow better off without the Empire, and that they should have autonomy. Or something. I don't know, they mostly just shouted about being sick of hiding in caves, it didn't make a whole lot of sense. I have no doubt that there will be some grumblings from that group, but they should keep to themselves for a little while. I dealt with their two strongest warriors decisively. I doubt most of them had seen an Imperial Saiyan soldier before that, so they should have a healthy fear of us for the time being."
Pin thought back to the tails currently on his ship. He really had no idea what he was going to do with them.
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Post by Bell on Jun 10, 2017 1:47:48 GMT
~Nearby, a pod fell through the air, sheets of metal tearing off its sides as it descended from the atmosphere with great speed~
Inside, a panicking Bell fidgeted with the pod's worn out controls, trying desperately to keep the pod in flight as he searched for a landing zone. Ever since the beginning of its decent onto the planet, the pod had been letting out a loud beeping noise coupled with flashing red lights; Bell, who was already confused enough by the pods controls was beginning to get pretty stressed having to deal with all the annoyances of a failing pod. He sat warily within the small space of the pod, his stress soon turning into anger over the pods sudden failure. "Tch... im surprised this piece of garbage managed to leave vegeta..." Bell grumbled to himself as he looked out the pod's small window, watching as the pod grew closer and closer to the planets surface. "Well... guess I cant be too mad.... at least I made it here... I think...." Bell muttered, a violent turbulence kicking in as his pod grew even closer.
Soon, Bell begun to make out features on the surface of Beppa, which he took as his que to get out of the pod. Kicking his right leg upwards, The heel of Bell's boot smashed into the back of his pods door, tearing it off and launching it into the air. A flood of hot wind flew into bell's pod, which had recently begun to beep even faster. Bell took that as yet another sign and leaped out of his pod, activating his flight as his Pod continued its path towards the ground. The flying piece of metal caught fire not a minute after bell had lept out of it, causing a nervous grin to form on bell's face. "Heh.... well...thats that.... guess I should try to find some fellow soldiers now huh.." Bell muttered, his eyes closing as his energy senses activated.
Almost immediately, he noticed a gathering of a few powers far stronger than he. Bell didn't know who they were, but being stranded in the middle of some volcanic fields with nobody else around didn't really appeal all that much to Bell, so he began flying in the groups general direction. After a while, he found that he'd arrived near where the group was, as well as noticed the large SSE capital ship that had landed nearby. "Oh?.... now isn't that a nice functional ship.. wish I had one of those.." Bell mumbled sadly, soon deciding to land before arriving and walk the rest of the way there. "But man.... why do we have ta protect such a worthless pile of lava and rocks anyways?" Bell pondered, his arms crossed and head tilted in a thinking sort of pose as he approached the ship. His eyes soon set their sights on a weird group of warriors consisting of an android, saiyan, and very tall majin, none of whom Bell recognized, at least from afar anyways. "Are those the people i sensed earlier?... welp... whatever.. better introduce myself I guess..." bell groaned as he approached the group.
Notes : Bell has joined the front-lines, I guess
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Post by Shemha on Jun 11, 2017 1:15:07 GMT
| Reinforcements |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543 SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,840,688/5,748,317 |
GAIN BONUSES: NONE| | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x16/19) |
”Spiderians sound awful, if I am being honest.” Shemha commented. The name and the description provided immediately put the creatures on the list of races the Commander was in no rush to meet. Durable and capable of handing most foes, acid wasn’t something she was found of. Cells struggled to regenerate when chemicals ate away at them. Not to mention the images that came to mind at the mention of giant spiders were none to pleasant.
”Glad to hear it, Pin. The Empire is pitted against enough right now, we don’t need local resistance to go along with the Mazoku threat. Thank you for snuffing any thoughts of resistance.”
Glad the issued was handled, she was pleased it wasn’t something she needed to address. Why was it that the inhabitants of all the worlds the SSE chose to liberate from their oppressive rulers chose to finally find their courage? Why resist those that looked to liberate you? She understood that the Empire wasn’t about to offer full freedom to planets under its banner, but they were leagues better than Mazoku Dominion and its Acrose based allies.
About to suggest that they establish a permanent command base for their stint on the planet, Shemha noticed the approach of an unfamiliar signature. Looking past her Saiyan and Andoid ally, she looked to the hybrid with curiosity. She didn’t recognize him or his signature. A glance between Pin and Brassica asked the silent question, “is that one with you?”
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OOC NOTES: This is an open thread, a place for us to arrive and help the tired Empire forces push back against those who seek to challenge our rule. Feel free to add NPCs and the like as you see fit. This is our first push into the battlefront!
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Post by Brassica on Jun 11, 2017 17:55:27 GMT
Brassica pouted when Pin gave his report that he'd already dealt with the local threat, folding her arms across her chest. "Spoilsport." she said, sticking her tongue out a little bit childishly before shuddering as Shemha agreed with her regarding the Spiderians. "They were... especially their webbing. Strong as starship steel. Never went near them unless I was in my Oozaru form." she explained further, thanking the stars for the one small mercy of her world having gone full on volcanic apocalypse meaning that there would be no more of the damned things.
The short haired Saiyan raised an eyebrow at the approaching figure, taking note of their patchwork fur and hair first before their respective power. She caught the Commander's glance and gave a slight shake of her head in the negative. She'd never seen this person before, that was one thing she was absolutely certain about. Now the trick was trying to figure out if they were local, or someone from another planet... as well as what their intentions were. If they were looking for a fight with the trio, she had to pity the suicidal moron.
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Post by Pin on Jun 13, 2017 1:40:08 GMT
"Next time I'll bring you along," Pin said to Brassica in response to her playful taunt. He was fond of that one.
"Even if the locals do decide to get uppity again, I believe it unlikely that they'll be able to muster a big enough force to really pose a thread. Their strongest were no match, even without my significant upgrades. Anyone qualified for an officer's position would have been sufficient."
Pin turned his head to the now-approaching new Saiyan, if only because Shemha and Brassica had acknowledged their presence. A higher-than-average power, but with quite a long way to go, Pin had to wonder if it was courage or ignorance that allowed them to approach three of the empire's best during a private conversation. Since neither of his companions said anything, Pin took it upon himself to greet them.
"Identify yourself," he said, and then ventured a guess, "Half-breed." The term carried no venom, no ire. His sister, Kay-el, had been a half breed and had resembled a saiyan save for blue hair and a few other features. He didn't think it unlikely that a hybrid might have blue skin.
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Post by Bell on Jun 14, 2017 19:05:31 GMT
As he approached the group, It dawned on bell that he really didn't know what to ask them, Bell had just sort of, followed their powers here. "... Oh well.. better play it cool then..." he decided silently, raising his head as the android from earlier stepped forward and asked for his name. Bell opened his mouth slightly, as if about to respond before the android continued, calling Bell a "half-breed". Bell raised an eyebrow at this comment, wondering- "did he just get racial with me?...". Bell sighed and decided not to dawn to much on the comment, considering that the group might've been a bit wary about him in the first place.
"Uh.... im Bell, Bell Pepper... my ship crashed so i just sort-of followed your powers here..." Bell said, the comment from earlier still bugging him. "..Anyways.. what about you ro-butt?.. whats your name.." Bell asked, His tone having a slight hint of anger in it as he spoke, putting a slight emphasis on the "butt" part of his question (probably as a petty way of getting back at pin for the hybrid comment, something bell felt was personal).
Notes : Sorry about the small post
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Post by Shemha on Jun 16, 2017 13:03:18 GMT
| Reinforcements |SHEMHA'S BASE PL: 302,543 SHEMHA'S CURRENT PL: 4,840,688/5,748,317 |
GAIN BONUSES: NONE| | PL MULTIPLIERS: EVIL/GOOD MAJIN (x16/19) |
Shemha slowly nodded her head in response to Pin’s assessment of the remaining resistance. If an officer was all that was required it meant the SSE only needed minimal resources to hold the planet. Should any sort of counter attack come or if Xylo reappeared, reinforcements were available. She didn’t want to tie up warriors on Beppa when they were better used elsewhere.
Neither Brassica nor the android knew the fellow that approached and despite her higher rank, Shemha said nothing as Pin questioned the new comer. Well aware of the authority and responsibility that came with the position of Commander, old habits died hard. Since her younger years she was taught to observe and assess, get a read on a situation before inserting herself. She knew little of Brassica and even less about Pin so with him taking the lead in the conversation she could see how he handled things. If his recent actions on Beppa were any indication, he would get straight to the point.
She didn’t recognize the name Bell Pepper. Perhaps he was a new recruit? Then again Saiyan armor wasn’t worn only by SSE soldiers; plenty of others used the attire for combat thanks to its proven track record. Dark eyes calmly focused on the boy, she held her tongue for the time being, curious as to how the android might handle the awkward response Bell offered.
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