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Post by Zerori on Feb 3, 2016 23:28:28 GMT
![]()  Articho RevilleThere was wide spread panic through the entire ship. Officers that specialized in science were trying to figure out what had happened to the ship and why it was behaving this way. Mechanics that were apart of Kringes’ crew were also working around the clock to try and repair the dissonance between the navigation controls. What had happened that caused such chaos and discord, you may ask? “I don’t care you have to do! Launch the core, pull the damn thrusters completely back – rip out fucking WIRES if you need to. Stop. This. Fucking. SHIP!” Zerori demanded loudly, trying to stop it herself. If it was a black hole, she would have likely preferred it. Even a space battle with a new species she’d never fought before. But no… The ship had to be on a ship-docking course with Planet Vegeta of all places. Sure, in time she would have chosen to return to possibly get some like-minded revenge on the people that had made her feel like shit in her younger years as a youth. But she rather just let bygones by bygones and NEVER return! I never get what I want anymore and I can only ‘imagine’ whose responsible!Tapping in more commands on her console, she would eventually just get far too frustrated and finally smashed her fist into the panel. As it sparked and fizzled from the impact, now useless, she would stand with a snarl and march towards doors of the lift. “I’m going to be ready to fight,” She informed the crew as they stared at her disappearing form in terror. Before the doors closed behind her she would tell them in a soft tone, “Do not resist and just do as they say to get through the inspection.” Zerori could admit to herself that she was concerned for the safety of her crew, but they didn’t need to know that. She’d not been to the planet in over four or five years. Would they remember her? Was she still an unwelcome reminder of Zinathra’s betrayal to the Saiyan regime? I need to go undercover or something! Maybe don that cloak that Ari made for me again… It hardly covered any more than her head but her face might be the recognizable part. When the lift finally opened and she stomped her way to the cargo bay that would lead to the exit ramp outside of the ship, she would bark orders for those of a less significant power level to remind in their quarters and await the inspection. They were to cooperate with whatever enforcement would demand of them. She seethed outwardly now, her lip bleeding from a stray fang cutting into the flesh and she hissed, “When I find the bastard that fucked with this ship, I’m going to incinerate them. They were already breeching Vegeta’s atmosphere towards the space dock… |
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Post by Articho Reville on Feb 4, 2016 5:16:02 GMT
Articho had seen the planet in the distance as he worked out and while he didn't sense any power levels, he figured that there wasn't any fighting happen. Surprising, from what he had heard was going on down there. He decided to get himself cleaned up and ready for their entry into the atmosphere. He took a shower and dressed in his gold and blue dogi. He was tugging on his gloves when he heard the sounds of panic out in the halls of the spaceship. The hybrid's eyes narrowed as he left his room and entered the hallway. He searched through the numerous panicking power levels, searching for Zerori's. He managed to pick hers out and followed it, shoving through the mass of crew members in the hallway. Something was very wrong and he needed to know what it was.
Articho found Zerori in the ship's cargo bay near the ramp. He stared at her as she brooded about their situation. "What's wrong?" he asked. He let a few moments of silence pass before he sighed in frustration. "We're not near Namek, are we? I should have known something was up when I didn't sense any battling power levels down there. And I definitely sense some familiar ones down there."
The hybrid sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose, "This is Planet Vegeta, isn't it?"
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Post by Zerori on Feb 5, 2016 7:04:25 GMT
 Zerori stared at the scouter on her face, keeping tabs on the descent and trajectory of the ship as it began an automated docking sequence with the planet’s surface. On her face was a very dark expression, arms crossed and her tail lashing back and forth with very obvious irritation. When the sounds of boots against metal got louder and enter the room, she would glance behind her to see Articho enter. He must have been disturbed by all the ruckus, Zerori thought stiffly before turning her head back to the window that looked out to the planet. At his question of what was wrong, Zerori’s felt her face fall even deeper into a frown. If you have to ask-! She paused her thought, looking back at Articho as he waited for a response. When he made the assumption that they weren’t anywhere near Namek, she gave a wry grin. “Was it that obvious?” By now the ship was fully entering the atmosphere and the red hue of the entry could be seen as they ship quickly took the dock nearby. It was almost time for them to prepare… Taking a deep breath, Zerori spoke to Articho, “This wasn’t an intended stop but I have to apologize, either way. Planet Vegeta is the very lastplace I want to be but… once this ship lands, we need to handle this situation,” She snarled in his direction, “-VERY. CAREFULLY. Is that understood?” As the ship settled into the dock, metal clanking and settling being heard as The Descent was soon fully one with the docking bay, she would uncross her arms and walk toward the landing ramp as it hissed and lowered down to the ground. Giving a final swallow, Zerori started to walk out towards the surface of the planet down the ramp. When she finally laid eyes on those outside, she would take in the appearance of the various armored Saiyans, Kagami and she could swear she saw a few brenchians. One female saiyan came to her, a fierce look in their eyes with their arms crossed as they demand firmly, “Your ship’s communications were deactivated. You’re lucky it was blasted out of the atmosphere before landing. State your intention on our planet.” Zerori raised a hand, a played grin on her face before she waved at the obvious enforcer saiyaness, “My apologies, uhh…” “Letuche…” “-Mind if I call you ‘Letta’?” Zerori asked coolly, receiving an eye roll in response. “No.” “Fine, fine. My name is Ze- Celori… of Vegeta.” In the end, she just didn’t trust giving her real name. “Just coming back home after an extended stay on Earth.” She gestured to Articho with a hand, “This is my student. Giving him a tour of my home, you kn-” The woman stalked past her, looking around her to the Articho as Zerori mentioned him. “I don’t care. You! Boy. Come out, let me get a good look at you. I need a squad to search the ship.” Obviously, she wasn’t buying what Zerori was selling. Glaring at the woman, Zerori would glance up at Articho as a small group of armored saiyans – likely from an inspection team – started past her towards him and into the ship. Her crew would be fine and the saiyans would find nothing. But if they dared to steal from her or attack them… |
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Post by Articho Reville on Feb 5, 2016 14:35:35 GMT
Articho glanced out of a porthole on the ship's wall. The inky blackness of space slowly gave way to the deep red of the atmosphere. Namek didn't sound like the kind of place that would have a red atmosphere, as what he had heard led him to believe that Namek had more of a green theme going for it. "A little," he replied, looking back at Zerori. "The panicking crew and blood red sky are pretty solid evidence supporting the fact that we missed our mark." He looked out of the porthole again, where buildings began to pass by the ship. He grimaced as the gravity of the situation began to weigh down on them even more. "You don't have to tell me twice. After their invasion of Earth, I'm pretty sure I landed myself high on their 'Public Enemies' list."
Articho rocked a bit to keep his balance as the ship landed. As the landing ramp began to open, the hybrid looked down at himself and his face went white as he remembered what he was wearing. It was still his gold and blue dogi with the Turtle School symbol emblazoned on his chest. Shit, shit, shit, he thought, attempting to regain his composure before the ship opened completely. At the last second, he pulled his over shirt off and tossed it behind a few crates, leaving him in his blue undershirt with no defining marks. His tail was curled tightly around his leg nervously as he watched Zerori bluff her way through this inspection. Then the female Saiyan called him over.
The grip his tail had on his leg tightened as he walked down the ramp. He glanced around at the surrounding Saiyans, praying that they none of them recognized him or had the brains to glance at some nearby wanted poster with his face on it. The young hybrid halted in front of the inspector. His blue eyes stared hard into her black ones. She scrutinized his face for a few moments before he spotted faces flashing on her scouter screen. Color drained from his own. She must have somewhat recognized him and was checking his face against wanted criminals. Articho flicked his eyes over to Zerori desperately, nonverbally asking for help. If they didn't stop her now, their meager cover would be blown.
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Post by Zerori on Feb 9, 2016 6:39:31 GMT
 The squad passed by her, going into the ship as the leader of the inspection team took no time in stomping up the boy. Looking at him, she’d noticed that he’s taken off the Gi – likely to try an obscure his recognizable image. When it seemed that they had a snare off for a few moments, Zerori caught Articho’s gaze as he looked to her. Oh, you dumb motherfucker… She thought with desperation in her thoughts before she went with a very hastily made, very risky ‘Plan B’. Uncrossing her arms, Zerori pretended to look off to the side and gasp at something loudly. This would draw the attention of some of the inspection team before she clenched her fists and snarled for good theatrical effect in a direction with no one there. “You followed me here, did you?!” Yelling at apparently nothing, Zerori hoped that the saiyans in the vicinity were as easily riled up as she hoped they were. The captain of the inspection team frowned, giving Articho one last glare before she made her way back down the ramp to confront the battle-ready saiyaness, “What’s the problem?!” She was already quite miffed with the shady on goings of this sudden ship. Waiting until she got closer, Zerori stared at seemingly nothing with a fierce expression before she moved her gaze to the woman and acted swiftly. Controlling her power enough not to snap her neck, she pivoted on one heel and swung her arm around to launch it straight into the captain’s face. Almost caught off guard completely, the captain only had time to move her face away an inch before she was clipped in the cheek and felt herself twist from the impact and fall into a console. Looking at Articho, Zerori yelled. “Go, damn it! I’ll meet you back up here later! Keep in contact,” Before she would avoid an incoming blast, swinging her head away from it just before she leaned into a Wind Step and avoided another blast in a powerful gust of wind. Appearing a good twenty feet away, she leaned her back against a corner and observed the ship chaos for a moment before the alarms started going off. “Well shit, this went south fast,” She growled lowly, stepping away before she disappeared once more as they closed in to secure the perimeter. She’d give these guys a chase, alright! |
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Post by Articho Reville on Feb 10, 2016 13:12:03 GMT
Articho breathed a silent sigh of relief as the captain's attention left him and went towards Zerori. The guard hadn't yet reached his face the the surprisingly long list of wanted people. Exactly how many people did the SSE hate and why was the hybrid's main question. He didn't get to wonder about it long as Zerori decided to suddenly throw a punch at the captain. Chaos soon broke lose and Articho's worried look was replaced by a frustrated glare. "Way to go, Ms. 'Play it Cool!' Really damn subtle! So much for getting off of this rock with no trouble!"
Articho quickly jumped off of the ramp towards the captain, his knee raised. She was recovering of Zerori's knick and had straightened up, only to have Articho's knee smash into her face. The sound of bone breaking could be heard as she grunted in pain. The hybrid quickly moved his legs so his lower legs were gripping the captain's head. He threw himself back and smashed the captain's head into the ground. He somersaulted backwards and stood up, his fists raised. "Come on, you pansies! Show me what a real Saiyan can do in a fight!" he jeered, hoping to rile them up. It seemingly worked, as he heard a loud roar behind him. A taller Saiyan charged at him, his fist raised. Articho turned and blocked the blow before sending his own into the Saiyan's stomach. The hybrid followed up with an upward kick into the Saiyan's jaw, making him stumble backwards and causing a few teeth to fly out. He finished with a swift side kick into the Saiyan's chest, sending him flying back into two other Saiyans and causing all three of them to crash into a wall.
"Anyone else want some?" Articho called out. His eyes were burning brightly in exhilaration and he was grinning madly. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins as he waited for the next Saiyan to get the courage to attack him.
"I do," came a voice from behind him. Before he could turn and face the threat, a powerful electric shock began racing through his body. His voice caught in his throat, keeping him from crying out in pain. The shocking persisted for a few moments before being cut off. Smoke trails curled off of Articho's body as he collapsed to the floor unconscious.
"That was for my foot," the Saiyan spat. He looked to another Saiyan and pointed at the boy on the ground. "Get him to Knutts. See if he's so cocky there. Everyone else, find the woman. If she gets off the planet, it's your asses." With that, he left the hanger with the remaining Saiyans scattering in search of Zerori. The remaining Saiyan picked Articho up, slung him over his shoulder, and left to find a prison transport.
[Thread Exit, I guess]
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Post by Zerori on Feb 18, 2016 22:38:36 GMT
[Imma go ahead and put this up! I pretty much exited how I wanted x3 ZENI PLEASE! <3]
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Post by Mayze on Feb 20, 2016 17:46:51 GMT
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