The Gingertown Food Festival was in full swing! A well-populated city that had been there for a long long time, Gingertown had been torn down and rebuilt at least a dozen times over the past two-thousand years. Yet throughout its long history Gingertown had always had a Food Festival, nobody even knew why anymore, but every year in the late Spring the entire city stopped on a dime and threw a party; every chef, cook, and baker took to the streets with an amazing assortment of food that brought people in for thousands of miles just to enjoy. During this time the streets would be packed with locals and tourists alike as they tried new experimental dishes, and a lot of food fads had begun in Gingertown.
Katsu wasn't here for the Food Festival but instead to make a deal with a certain Black-Market dealer who had gotten their hands on some Ankoku corpses, a very rare species not normally seen in local galactic space. Their genetic make up was a little unique compared to the million or so other DNA samples Katsu had collected so far, being a species from a planet with no Sun. He was looking forward to digging around in their genetic structure! What wonder might he discover, what new things could he make? It was making Katsu just as excited as the tourists were for the Festival.
His thoughts on the many wondrous things that he was going to get to do very soon Katsu didn't even notice his micro-scouter, conveniently placed as contact lenses in his eyes, had been giving him an alert for the past minute, attempting to make him aware of a Mechanical PL. Pressing the holographic button to focus on the signature Katsu started using it to track it down. He still had a few hours to kill until the Sellers would be ready to send coordinates for the exchange, so sating his curiosity about a shiny thing was fine, right?
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 22, 2016 2:38:45 GMT
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There was something about this town which made this ginger haired android get a little angry. It was not the fact that the citizens of this city were celebrating for what seemed to be no reason, as Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt was more than willing to join in. It was not the fact that others have discovered that she was an android, which nobody had no idea she was one yet. The thing about this town that was driving her mad was the fact that everyone, and I mean almost anyone that she ran into, was bugging her about a performance of sorts.
From the scattered bits of info she could get from the mobs of people surrounding her, apparently there was a play today where a little girl wearing a red hood would fight some sort of monster. Seeing as how she could also see posters around the city, it could only be assumed that this must have been some sort of play that was put on for show every year for these lunatics. The fact that they were surrounding her for her appearance alone was maddening, but the fact that they were insulting at how she changed her hair 'from a ditzy blonde to an intimidating ginger tone' was driving her mad. She had to keep herself from launching a punch at some old man who tried to hit on her until he realized she was a ginger. WHAT!? DO PEOPLE NOT FIND GINGERS ATTRACTIVE!? FRIGGIN' MORONS WOULD NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT BEAUTY IS EVEN IF IT KICKS THEM RIGHT IN THEIR SENSITIVE SPOTS R.E.D. would angrily think inside her own data-like mind, as she loved her hair. She had some frickin' fabulous locks compared to most of the people here. Heck, most people have the most casual of hair styles that you would find at the work place or owned by scientists who have clearly not had a woman's touch in decades, OR they had hairstyles that were so ungodly hideous that she was was more than tempted to slice their hair into much more neater and/or interesting fashion.
Just as she had made her way to escape the crowd and thought she was safe, there was danger approaching. She could not detect it all that well, as this danger blended in so well. This metaphorical danger was someone who was dressed as a little red riding hood rip off, but wore girly clothes underneath the red hood versus Rebecca's own teal garbs. This Riding-Hood lass would prance all the way to Rebecca, and grab the orange haired android by the neck and lifted her into the air, screaming with anger filling her voice, "You think that you, YOU, can take my damn job. I worked so hard to have this role, and I even decided to change the outfit for the better as the last costume was so SO damn ug-you-lay! Then you come along, thinkin' that you could steal my performance from me with such ugly garbs as those. Your clothing is ugly, your red hair looks like it came from Tronald Dump's own personal quote unquote hairdresser, and your eyes make you look like a trashy, nasty pig shit. Just go in a hole and d-"
This was the point where Rebecca could not restrain herself any further. This little pig shit was coming out of nowhere, and started badmouthing Red for no reason, insulting parts of her body that she currently could not control. She had grasped her own hand around this blonde riding hood's neck, and squeezed it. The sheer force alone made the human regret her decision in trying to overpower R.E.D., as she let go of the android and was trying to claw the hands off of her own throat. Throat still in hand, Rebecca would pull her own hand back, and quite literally pitch the blonde lass into a nearby dumpster that was out in the open due to the huge festival that was being held. With a THUNK, the blonde riding hood would crumple up inside the dumpster, letting out loud moans of massive pain. All the while, Rebecca would shout, "WHY DON'T YOU SHUT THE HELL UP YOU DUMB BOZO"
Hearing the moans of agony were so pleasing to her ears, that she would almost not notice a certain power level that was different than all these lesser beings. Almost being the key word. She would pull up the inner data screen that would seek out this power level that was just a little stronger than her own, which made her desire to meet this being. She had relieved some of the pent up stress that this woman caused her, along with the rest of Ginger town, and decided that a way to relieve more stress was to learn more about potential allies and threats... Or, to be more accurate, to have fun with.
After weaving through crowds that were rushing towards the dumpster after witnessing the display that the blonde riding whore and R.E.D. had, she would locate the source of this strong power level as a human. This was not just any human, but one that looked like a scientist. Well, to be honest the guy looked much younger and more handsome than the old fart and the jackasses that created her. Not Rebecca's taste, but the guy was decently handsome to most of the people she had recently seen, which kind of makes the fact that he is a scientist a good thing rather than a bad thing. Then again, she was being wary of him as she had no idea what kind of guy this man was.
She would approach this man and simply say to him, "Yo, you the one that I am pickin' up, or are you hiding some stronger being behind you or somethin' else?"
It appeared that the android that he had been attempting to track down had also sensed his presence, which made sense given the fact that despite having suppressed part of his power Katsu still felt a thousand times stronger than the average human. It was rather easy to pick him out of a crowd if one had the ability of Ki Sensing. Of course by the time the android had caught wind of him he had already been close enough to overhear her little run in with one of the Red Riding Hoods running around town. Well she's definitely got some sort of combat programming to be able to whip that woman into the wall like that. Pretty impressive given her teenage frame. Katsu mused to himself idly as R.E.D. approached him directly, giving him a quick look over and spouting off her greeting.
Katsu would raise his left hand to her in a half-wave half-salute motion as he gave his response, ”Yo yourself. Name's Katsu Yuda. I'm a Bio-Engineer, and you're an Android that looks like Little Red Riding Hood. You look more authentic by my estimate as well. Little Red Riding Hood was obviously a Ginger after all, that hood was to keep the wind and sun off her face so she didn't burn while traveling in daylight.” Stopping for a moment Katsu would pretend to look behind him, as if expecting to find the person that R.E.D was trying to find before turning back, “As to your question, I'm the only one nearby your internal scouter would be able to tell apart from a normal human, yes. A benefit of working with improving living organisms.
“Now I've a question for you, because I find it strange. Why does an android with obvious combat-programming imbedded in their coding and a military grade internal chassis look like a teenage girl with breasts? What purpose is there to make you a teenager? I can understand blending in with society but an adult woman would have been less likely to arouse suspicion....because right now it just appears as if you were made to be a fetish bot, and your creators could be arrested and convicted for such a thing. We have laws against this kind of thing.”
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Apr 23, 2016 1:15:36 GMT
She stood in front of this man as he introduced himself as K-... Katsu Yuda!? This was a major discovery for her, because this was the guy who old man Ayumu pointed her toward. After the guy would try to make sense of why Red was a much better Little Red Riding Hood, Red would say to the man, "Well, I was given word to find a certain Katsu Yuda. Although I was given nothing but your name, I was wantin' to find ya since I need someone to help me out every once in a while. Did not expect to see you all the way over here to be honest."
Then the man would start to talk about her appearance. She would have gotten angry again as he would be making the same insult that some of the other people would say when she is not in Ginger town, but he was in fact questioning the logic of Red's body. She would have a double take as she reeled over in this question, as this was a question that she was not expecting in the slightest. In fact, this was a question that Red did not even think of asking herself in what would have been many years.
Her face would brighten up as she would realize the implications of what the old farts were doing at Lab Cero. Sure she knew that the intended use of her was to be servants for anyone who bought her, but she would realize that the body that they designed was for some of the sleaziest intentions. She would open her mouth, trying to argue, but all that came out was, "Ah... B-... Why I.... MGRGRGRGRGGRG! THERE ARE CERTAIN AREAS WHERE THE LEGAL AGE OF CONSENT IS THIRTEEN..."
After that embarrassing outburst, she would try to calm herself down, only barely managing to do so, as she looks back into Katsu. She took a deep breath before saying to him, "Well, I murdered my creators after they shoved a second Artificial Intelligence into this body. What soon happened afterward was me wanting freedom, and having to take them all out as they were all sleazy, short-minded sleazeballs. Hell, they were so incompetent that they had to HIRE a separate company in order to build my body. Thank god they did, as that company actually filled my body with weapons, as Lab Cero did not specify that they wished for no weapons in my body."
She was shuddering with rage at Lab Cero all over again, as she now saw them as perverted sleazeballs.
Katsu started to walk to the side, across the street towards one of the food vendors that had set up, he'd motion for R.E.D. To follow him as he moved, listening to her as he walked. He ordered some food for himself and asked R.E.D, “Do you want anything? I'm not sure if you can eat or not, some Androids can.” If R.E.D expressed desire for some food Katsu would order it for her, handing over some Zeni to the vendor before chowing down into his Chicken Fajita. Chewing his food easily Katsu chuckled at R.E.D's outburst and subsequent explanation of how she had meted out a punishment far more harsh than the law would have placed upon her creators. Yeah, making an underage fetish bot was just creepy; the sign of mental sickness. Probably better off to have people like that dead. At least the final product of their work was intact in R.E.D herself.
“Well, I'm not sure who sent you my way but they did good. I'm not a Robotics specialist but I know a few, especially one who specializes in combat-ready Androids. Dr Breech, if you're a Combat-droid his info is probably already in your databanks, lots of companies use some of his designs. He's an Android himself now, transplanted his own brain into a body, so you can trust his skill with your life, since he's literally done the same for himself.” Katsu munched on some more of his Fajita, eyeing a pretty woman in a slim black dress as they passed on the street. He didn't stare too long before returning his attention to R.E.D again.
Taking out a datapad from his pocket Katsu began to fiddle with it with both hands, his Fajita locked in his mouth as he focused. His fingers punched in a lot of data very fast, and eventually Katsu handed the device over to R.E.D. Munching on his Fajita again Katsu would grab it and speak after swallowing, “Here, fill that all out. Once you're done I'll beam it over to Dr Breech and we'll see if he can't make you a body more to your liking, hmm?”
Should R.E.D look at the datapad she would find out it had a very extensive questionnaire for her to answer. It had just about every question you could think of in relation to a person's appearance. What Age did she want to be? Did she want to be female, male, or something else? Skin Tone. Hair Color. Eye Color. Freckles or No? Bust size, Waist Size, Hip Size? Height? Thickness of Ankles? Beyond that however were some questions to address more internal functions. Would you like a Digestive system? To Breathe? To Feel Emotion? To Feel Pain? To Feel Pleasure? To Experience Sex? To Bleed when Wounded?
For his part Katsu would just continue munching on his food until it was gone, giving a stretch as he continued to walk down the street. It shouldn't take R.E.D too long to finish the questions, after all.
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jun 27, 2016 18:24:38 GMT
At the offer, Red would just swipe her head down and say in a matter of fact way, "Nah nah, Food ain't really my thing. It's just that there's nowhere for it to go after I wolf it down." Red could still taste food, and she learned the hard way that she can't eat food. Had to puke up that wolf meat she cooked and ate back in the mountains, and that was the worst feeling possible since she had to flush it out using a nearby river. There was no way in HFIL that she was going to consume food just to get it regurgitated like some sort of insect.
After the man walked over and got himself something that looked appetizing, he would resume talking to her about the robot specialists that he knew, the name she know kept prominent in her data banks being Dr. Breech. However, she had to raise an eyebrow about the comment on how she would probably have his name in her data base, she would huff out a little puff of air while responding in a curtly manner, "How the hell 'm I supposed to know him?! I don' even know all my own functions yet, because of the little power locks those scientidiots."
Then she had to stifle a little laughter as the man decided to hold his food in his mouth, while procuring a small personal data device of sorts. Red would then fumble around with the device, trying her best not to drop it once he forced it into her hands. She would read some of the queries as Katsu explained what the device was, her eyes skimming over some details. Her fingers would work fast in checking every option that would allow her to have a body that still looked similar to hers, because for all that she hates this god damned body, she still is happy with it as it was hers to call her own. Those scientists don't own her, as they were rotting under giant boulders by now, and the people who actually created her body have no idea what the hell happened to Lab Cero.
Then she got to the latter half of the questions, and if her cheeks would be able to redden they would be tomato read by now, as they were questions going into personal territory. She grumbled a bit as she answered some of these questions, as she did want to actually experience what eating was like AND to sense what her body is touching. She even check marked the box right next to the words of feeling pain, but noting that she wanted to feel 1/4th of what that pain would feel like. I mean, she witnessed humans quite literally turning into driveling messes when a boulder smashes their legs back in Lab Cero, and the little android wanted to be able to make rational decisions in dire times of danger. Pain would only hinder that process, but some pain would also enhance the need to get out of said dangerous situations to have more favorable events occur.
Then she went to the section of the questionnaire asking about pleasure and the ability to experience sex, and Katsu would start hearing Red grumble a bit, before she exploded out in disbelief and anger, "The hell is with you trying to make me answer questions like that, you friggin' perv!" After saying that, she proceeded to throw the device back at Katsu, half-intentionally aiming to hit his face with the small device.
Instead of avoiding the small object that RED had decided to lob at him Katsu merely placed a free hand up, telekinetically catching the object an inch from his face before grabbing it with his hand and looking it over as he replied to the android's question, “Simple. I expected you to answer them. Many humans consider sex and pleasure to be an integral part of being human; it's something that is just part of what we are, like hardcode programming. Thus a lot of androids that are going for the full “human experience” desire to be able to experience pleasure and sex.
“Honestly I don't see the need to be violent about the whole thing; since you decided upon a body that is immature in appearance by human standards anyway the program was supposed to block out that sex choice in the first place. Perhaps I need to tweak it; like I said I'm not a robotics expert, nor am I an accomplished programmer. It's only biological things that I know how to program and build.” Munching on his Fajita a bit more Katsu eventually finished up the questionnaire for RED, checking yes to sensory pleasure but no to sex. After all pleasure was more than sex, it could be found everywhere. In the food one ate, in the actions one took. Without a proper programming for pleasure RED might very well find no point to her new body.
Katsu quickly and simply explained this little nugget of information to RED as he showed the tablet to her, holding it in front of her in case she wanted to change it to no on her own or was fine with Katsu making the choice for her. Once the information was all prepared Katsu sent it off. Dr. Breech would eventually get around to it, assuming his mind hadn't been absorbed in one of his many projects lately. Either way Katsu finished off the rest of his food in a few more bites and then made a show of dusting off his hands. “So now what do you wish to do? I have a business venture I have to attend to soon; involving people who probably aren't going to be very friendly, and are transporting dead sentients about as cargo to sell off. Perhaps your combat programming could use a practical diagnostic eh?”
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 6, 2016 2:08:05 GMT
While listening to the man, Rebecca decided to remain silent as she was listening to him, as she had no way to verbalize any response to having sex and pleasure being ingrained in human programming. However, when he started to drone on about how the android was getting all defensive over choosing something extremely similar to her own body, to which she curtly replied, "Well, humans are stuck with the bodies they start with. I can change them, but there are these things called sentimentalities. I believe I have some sentimentality for my own god damn body, no matter what intents were put in the creation process that I had no part of mind you. Plus, those screw bags do not own me, as they are resting under boulders for a long while now."
After this short fuming, she would stay quiet as she watched him push some holographic buttons before showing it to her, in order to confirm whether she liked these or not. Not wanting to say a word about this, she would sign her name at the bottom of the page which agreed to her consent of all this, signing as 'Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt'. Katsu would take it back and ask the red-headed android what she wanted to do. All she could do was shrug as she would reply, "I don't know at all to be honest."
With this said, Katsu would throw up a suggestion about aiding him in a tech trading deal, in which he offered her a position of being a bodyguard. She would raise an eyebrow, and open her mouth to ask him about why he would need her to defend him and why she would care to do so in the first place; but stopping herself from actually saying so as this man was at the very least trying to be amicable.
After stopping herself shortly, she would continue to say in a much lighter tone, "Heh, fine. I'll go along with you and kick the asses of any neanderthals that try anything funny." She would stretch her mechanical limbs, as it felt like they were metaphorically rusting inside. Beating up that woman was nothing more than a warm up, and she felt the need to knock some heads together right now.
Katsu half turned his head to look at Red as she gave her reasoning, his mouth turning up into a small smile as he continued to walk down the street, “Sentimentality, huh? I wouldn't know of such a thing honestly. I'm not one prone to nostalgia, sadness, or tenderness.” For just a tiny moment that simple grin seemed a bit more...sinister. Perhaps it was the angle of the sun off of Katsu's face, or maybe the way Katsu was staring straight ahead as they moved forward, but for a small moment Red would see a face completely bereft of empathy; the face of a mentally deranged psychopath. Just for a moment, and then it would pass, perhaps having never happened in the first place. Katsu seemed like the rather relaxed and casual Doctor he had first appeared as once again.
Leading the way to wherever Katsu had his business, he brought Red towards the back streets of the little town, his datapad out and following coordinates given to him by his “business associates”. Katsu looked over at Red as they traveled further into the bad part of town. “Be on your guard. You're not far wrong in your comment about neanderthals. They have some Heran bodyguards, a species known for a battle lust that exceeds that of even the Saiyans. If for some reason they decide to attack you shouldn't hold back at all, because they certainly won't.”
When they finally came to the place that had been arranged to perform their business Katsu couldn't help scoffing, “Oh for fuck's sake... they really know how to pick 'em, don't they?” Heavy sarcasm rolled off Katsu's tongue as he looked over at the building. It was a decrepit looking old warehouse, big and empty. Almost every window had been knocked out, shattered glass and bits of rotted metal littered the area around the building for half a dozen steps on all sides. Several of the big doors that would normally secured the building had been either torn off through some great force or were severely rusted and falling off their hinges. It was obvious that there wasn't even electricity flowing to the place, and even if there was Katsu doubted any of the lighting inside would work anyway.
It was an old, dead place. It screamed “This is a place to kill people in peace” at the top of its lungs as well. Sighing Katsu shook his head and put a hand to his face as if to block out something, “Well. Two things. First; Seems these guys have ill intentions and planned on just murdering me and taking my money rather than following through on our transaction. Second. They're apparently not very bright or imaginative, else they would have picked some place that didn't scream murder like this warehouse.”
Katsu lifted his head to look at Red, giving her a sort of helpless shrug, “I'll let you in on an opportunity. These guys are criminal smugglers; wanted not just by the BBA but also the Galactic Patrol for black market deals and every greasy little thing that comes with the territory including murder, theft, blackmail. You name it, they've probably done it.
“Anyway, there's a standing warrant for their arrest and a Bounty on their head besides. Since they obviously plan me some harm I figured we could just mess up their day and turn them over. I'll give you the choice of who though. The BBA or the Galactic Patrol. If we turn them over to the BBA we get a small Informant's fee, but they'll look more favorably on you in the future, maybe throw some extra jobs your way. The Galactic Patrol just has the Bounty, which is much higher than the Informant's reward the BBA would give us. So what do you think?”
Katsu waited patiently as Red thought through her answer and hopefully gave her response. He was using this as a sort of test of Red's intelligence and personality, to see what she would prefer so he could get to know her a little better...
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 13, 2016 17:49:30 GMT
Rebecca would just nod along, at least to make it seem like she was listening and to have Katsu shut up about how he does not feel any sentimentality. Even the red riding droid herself did not understand the feeling of sentimentality, but it was the only thing that could describe at how she felt disgusted with an idea of getting a new body. And Red was not oblivious to how he had a dark looking grin on her face, as she could rewind her memory and re-watch that moment again and again. Apparently this human was less human than everyone else, at least when it came to emotions.
Then he gave her a warning to which she nodded along with, not really caring about this meaningless drivel as that was common sense to be on her guard. I mean, from the way he talked, it was completely obvious that this was on the wrong side of the law, meaning that it is of the rules of anything goes. When they arrived, her eye twitched once out of a reaction to what she was seeing, and hearing what Katsu said about this decrepit warehouse. "Jeez, couldn't those maroons choose anything else? I mean, look-at-it! It screams out the fact that the fuzz musta keep an eye on this place twenty-four-seven. Well, I'm in it for da' long haul no matta what."
After a little bit of silence as the two examined the warehouse, Katsu would give Red an option. He would offer that they turn in the criminal scum to the Galactic Police, or something called the BBA. He gave interesting options for both sides, because having ties to the underworld might be a good idea... However, the fact that they don't get as much money was not very good for her, as that money could be used to improve her own systems.
So obviously, she would blurt out, "I don't know who this BBA is, but screw 'em. We need money more than we need connections, am I right? So let's get this deal over with and when worst comes to worst, we turn em in for that good moolah!"
Rebecca would rub her hands together, waiting for Katsu to make the first move.
With Red having made her choice Katsu gave a nod and began to walk forwards into the obviously malicious trap of the black market traders. Inside of the building it really was just like Katsu had expected it to be. There was trash on the ground completely hiding whatever type of floor the warehouse had before, some of it still moist in place. Katsu opted to float above the grime on platforms of air rather than touch whatever liquid filth was concealed beneath the pieces of wood, paper, plastic, and metal that littered the area. It really was appalling the amount of filth that humans tended to let build up in the nook and crannies of their civilization. Apparently this extended into the other more advanced space faring species as well, considering the smugglers were a thing.
Stepping into the center of the building Katsu felt the Ki signatures of the people nearby. Most were pathetically weak, even by a human martial artist's standards, but a couple were capable of fighting on par with what his scouter told of Red's Powerlevel. Interesting. It seemed this might be a good chance to discover what kind of combatant Red was. There was over a billion ways to recombine the same Combat AI moveset to create a different fighting style, after all. Of course to start off their combat Katsu had to get things started, “I'm noting a distinct lack of the Ankoku corpse on ice I was promised, Captain Fitz. You wouldn't be thinking of trying to double-cross me, would you?”
One of the voices from the dark answered, their accent very strange, as if their mouth wasn't designed for human speech at all, “Y-y-you brouch another-r-r.”
Another voice, more civilized and with no accent at all, continued, “Quite right. We can't help but carefully guard our investment, good Doctor. You bringing someone else here puts us in a bad place, so we hid the goods below.”
There was more talking, but Katsu pretty much ignored it, paying attention to the data his scouter was giving him. He was hoping that maybe, just maybe, these idiotic smugglers weren't going to try and double-cross him, but it seemed not to be. His scouter was telling him that there wasn't even a below in this building. Police archives showed that some horrific series of murders were committed below and after the police mopped up the bodies and shot the perpetrator full of holes they cemented the entire lower floor and left the warehouse to rot. It wasn't very logical, but emotions overrule logic far too often, and apparently the murders were really nasty bits of work. The property had been left alone ever since, although it was technically owned by the city.
Ideas of owning the property started to filter through Katsu's head, it was always a good idea to have multiple places of operation as a Scientist, so you had a working lab nearby any place you went. Still, it proved that the smugglers were up to no good here, and right on cue Katsu overheard two of the more stupid members of the crew whispering off to the left, his scouter filtering and refining the noise into something he could hear clearly, “So once the Doc's dead what do we do with the girl? I don't like the looks of her, she might be strong.”
“Fool, she's just a human brat, she's so weak she's not even registering to my Ki sense. She ought to sell well in the flesh markets, I hear there's a good market for human women amongst the Herans..”
Katsu gave a sigh. Well if Red didn't have the desire to slaughter these smugglers before; they were giving her plenty of reasons to want to now. “Once the Doc is dead, huh? Selling the girl to the flesh markets? You should really keep a tighter rein on your men, Captain Fiz. They're complete idiots.
“Also, I would suggest not trying to hurt my female companion here.”
“Tch. Tchailo, Mrkclae, after this is done I'm going to flay you both... Grab the girl, kill the male! I'm taking any loss of profits out of all your hides you swine, GET TO IT ALREADY!” The suave voice rang out, and the voices in the dark revealed themselves.
Three Herans, a couple Saiyans, a half dozen Saibamen, and remarkably an Ankoku, his complex mouth parts making unintelligable noises as they stepped forth. The two capable of fighting with Red were one of the Herans and one of the Saiyans, one male and the other female respectively. The female Saiyan was apparently the Captain Fitz, as she stepped forth she barked orders at the others, telling them to concentrate their attacks on Katsu.
Sighing again Katsu merely raised a finger, a thin orange beam of light extending from the digit, skewering one of the Saibamen in the head, and two more beams ended two more Saibamen. Fitz was taken aback, and changed her orders, “Grab the girl first, use her as a hostage!”
“Honestly, you really shouldn't attack her...” Katsu grumbled...
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 14, 2016 23:22:07 GMT
Rebecca would follow Katsu into the warehouse, and lo and behold it was a complete dump. There was literally no way to describe this place, other than a complete waste of space. With her built-in scanner, she was able to find that there were a handful of people here, many of them of varying power levels. Most of them weak, which was to be half expected for some two-bit lowlife black-marketeers. The pint-sized android rolled her eyes as she was walking alongside this nerdy scientist in order to make sure his deal went smoothly, even if they were going to double-cross him.
She remained silent as Katsu would speak the obvious about the lack of what he wanted, which was apparently an ankoku corpse. She had no idea what those were, as she only knew about the major species of the universe. Saiyans, Humans, Namekians, Arcosians, and surprisingly the Majins, thanks to the people who made her one-half of her original artificial intelligence. Ankoku was nowhere in those archives, to which she decided to start a new file in her data banks about Ankoku. Although blank, she felt like she was about to fill those archives up real quick.
Red would then just idly stand as she continued listening to the banter of the shady dealers, and using a similar fine-tune hearing in order to pick up on what the moronic maroons said about her. She could not help but create a vicious grin on her face, which she bit the inside of her lip in order to keep them from seeing it. Although her lips curved slightly, she was definitely going to have fun with these scumbags.
Katsu could not help but remark on the fact that they were going to betray them, like the obvious two-bit low lives they were; while on top of that warning to not mess with the 'girl'. Almost immediately with a command from the supposed leader of this troupe, the whole mess of attackers came forth, ready for a rumble. And with an almost comedic value, Katsu iced a total of three green alien creatures because they were nothing to him. With this sudden attack, RED could not help but the smile to grow even larger as she could not hold back any longer, glad that the darkness within the warehouse was able to mask this smile of hers.
It was time for RED to act as the leader commanded for someone to grab the girl as hostage. Obviously, the larger blue man decided to man up and rush for the red-headed girl. Red feigned being weak by stepping backward a single step, while saying with a meek tone, "D-... don't touch me you monster!" Ignoring her, the blue alien grabbed her from the front and pulled her in towards him by grasping onto her two small arms, forcing her to stare at his dirty shirt as he started laughing in victory as he managed to grab her as a hostage. Seconds later, Red would be unable to contain her vicious smile any longer as she gripped the alien's arm.
She would start to pull on the arms, the alien surprised with the sudden resistance. While pulling on the arms, she would walk up his legs and plant her feet in the middle of the man's chest, and pull twice as hard, saying with a vicious smile, "You know... This is going to be a day to dismember, don't ya think you big blue palooka?!"
With a sudden pull, she would dislocate the man's shoulders, allowing the blue alien to start screaming in visceral pain due to the surprise. With a shriek, Red would say, "You think that hurts!? I AIN'T EVEN DONE WITH YA YET!" Pulling harder and harder with her arms, and pushing with much greater strength with her feet. Soon enough, one last shriek would escape the heran's mouth as his arms would be ripped off in the most brutal way. Still holding the arms, she would roll her eyes as the man would trip over his own feet trying to get away from Red, and say with a creepy nonchalance, "Eh, you bore me now. Enjoy your trip into the empty void!"
With a huge swing, she swung the lifeless limb into the man's face with great force, causing the man's head to swing itself to the ground, his cranium cracking and his brain being too damaged as he collided with the ground. With a smile once more, she said out loud, "And don't think I forgot about the rest of you bozos!"
She turned around and with a single downward swing, she slammed one of the saibamen who were trying to sneak up on her, using the other lifeless limb that she ripped off of the Heran. With that being done, she let go of the dead limb as she would reach into her own red cloak to reveal her own concealed weapon. A silver rapier was now withdrawn from her hands, as she pointed it towards the two saibamen that were charging towards her. And using afterimages, she sped towards the two other saibamen and impaled their craniums before they could realize what had happened.
Their bodies crumpling to the floor, RED would return to Katsu's side, and could not contain herself no longer. She let out loud a long, "Kyahahahahahahhahaaaaa~," cackling in amusement to how these idiots thought they could take her on. Bringing her free arm to her head, she bent forward slightly as she pointed her Silver Wulf at the remaining people, bouncing its tip from one to another. All the while, she had calmed down enough to say, "Now, which one of you is next? Huuuuuh? Give me a rea-"
And without any warning, she points her tip towards the other two blue herans who seemed to be shaking in rage at the fact RED completely slaughtered their fellow heran. One of them opened their mouths moments before Red pointed her sword at them, shouting at her, "That kid is a mo-"
A large Scarlet Gleam escaped from the tip of her rapier, speeding towards the two herans who were grouped up together, the energy beam encompassing their bodies and disintegrating them into two piles of ashes. After unleashing her most powerful attack, she would stab her rapier into the ground and lean on it as she was getting a little worn out from this burst of over-exertion. With a chuckle, she said, "Faaaaantastic. Now you have been whittled down less than half of what you nitwits were. Now, are ya gonna do the smart thing and surrender your pathetic lives to us, or are you going to hold onto that notion that you guys could possibly overwhelm us?"
Looking upon the brutality that Red was meting out upon their would be assailants, Katsu merely shook his head and gave a shrug of his shoulders. He turned to find the female Saiyan almost frothing at the mouth in fury at the death of her crew. She screamed once, aiming a blast at Katsu that could topple the entire building, and Katsu reached out and caught it with a wave of his hand. Perhaps this Saiyan woman would be a challenge to Red, but Katsu was nearly twice her powerlevel. The Saiyan wasn't even capable of harming Katsu. He looked at the charging Saiyan and spoke, “I did warn you not to attack her. It's not because she's a friend or anything, it's just because she's more than capable of killing all of you.”
Katsu might have spoken further but was interrupted by the woman's series of punches, each one trying to take his head off. Katsu merely blocked the first three with his free hand before bringing his other hand down, tossing the woman's own Ki blast back at her point blank. The woman screamed as he own blast tried to incinerate her, but with a great effort of will she managed to catch the blast and toss it to the side, slamming it into the side of the warehouse and rocking the foundations of the building.
At which point Katsu merely struck her in the diaphragm followed by a second blow to the back of her neck. “Bored now. So where did that Ankoku go..?” Katsu turned his head, his eyes searching for the semi bug-like creature that had been a part of Captain Fitz's crew. Red was just finishing up her brtual beat down of the rest of the crew when Katsu spotted the Ankoku fleeing for the exit, on foot no less. Another lazy wave of his hand and the door the alien was trying to run through was suddenly filled with a barrier. A barrier of air, but a barrier nonetheless, and one that the Ankoku bounced off of when it tried to continue it's exit strategy.
Dropping the unconscious Captain to the ground Katsu began to walk after the Ankoku in a calm manner, his hand in his pockets. “Hey Red. You got any data on Ankoku? They're pretty rare so I doubt it. If you don't, pay attention and put this information in your databanks.
“This creature right here is an Ankoku. They're a species that comes from a rogue planet, one without a star to orbit and instead wander through space. They're able to see in absolute darkness, and are immune to being blinded short of ripping their eyes out and their skin off. Their skin is incredibly tough, and they're energy vores, capable of eating energy such as sunlight and Ki directly...” Katsu continued approaching the Ankoku, who by now was attempting to jump out a window only to find it was also blocked off. Even trying to break down the wall only resulted in the creature running into Katsu's barrier. Becoming increasingly desperate to get away from the incoming human it tried to blast the barrier down with a Ki Blast, even that failing.
When Katsu was within arm's distance, only then did the creature try to attack him, a swipe of its clawed limb trying to take Katsu's throat. Instead Katsu simply poked two fingers forward at the creature's head, lightning discharging from his fingertips and striking the creature's snout. It made a strange noise that had no sense of language in it before it slumped to the ground unconscious. Which was a good thing, because it seemed Katsu wasn't finished with his lesson on Ankoku, switching to a practical explanation by cutting the creature into its component parts.
Limbs were severed, skin neatly sliced away by an invisible force, muscles snipped from bones, vein's pulled free of flesh. When Katsu got to the torso he cut it open down the front, exposing the ribcage, removing it in sections to expose the organs beneath, explaining to Red all of the functions of those organs. Where the weak spots were, what sort of chemicals affected the Ankoku. All the information a combat android could need to fight an Ankoku in head on combat or from the proverbial shadows. Throughout the entire process Katsu took samples from the body. Muscle tissue, fat tissue, veins, organ samples, blood, he even took an entire femur.
Leaving the head intact Katsu stood from his dissection of the Ankoku, who was very thoroughly dead now, and luckily hadn't experienced any of the pain that went with it having been unconscious. Turning back to Red he pulled out his datapad and took a picture of the Ankoku off-hand. He moved to the body of Captain Fitz and took a picture of her as well, and any other of the crew that were still intact enough to be recognizable for the bounty. It made no matter, Fitz was really the clincher for the bounty.
”So. Did that get the stress out of your system, Red? All we need do now is make sure Fitz doesn't get up and leave, and just wait on the GP to come pick up the bodies and give us our money. You were pretty effective as a fighter, by the way. Any chance you'd be interested in some more mercenary work...in the future?” Katsu would continue to make some small talk with Red until the GP came and gave him and her their cut, and then would set off back to his lab. It wasn't the way he had imagined, but Katsu had still gotten his Ankoku samples, even fresher and more complete that he could have hoped to receive from a frozen specimen, and he had a lot of research to get back to. He was a scientist after all...
[Exit! This thread's pretty much done. I'll take Zeni!]
Post by Rebecca E. Dewitt on Jul 15, 2016 3:07:08 GMT
As she was resting, she would finally notice that the nerd had actually taken out the leader of the group. She would watch from the sideline and notice the final saiyan trying to sneak off in the opposite direction of the supposed Ankoku. Red would pluck her own rapier out of the ground, and started doing calculations inside of her own head in order to make sure this would work out extremely well. With pop up toss to warm her right arm up, she would launch her own sword like a javelin towards the sneaking off saiyan. The Silver Wulf would plunge its silver body through the saiyan, launching her towards the wall she was heading towards in order to crawl out the window above. Now pinned against the wall, Rebecca Edolvein Dewitt decided that she was going to have fun.
Meanwhile, Katsu would ask whether she knew about Ankoku, to which she replied with a stern, "Nnnnoooope!" making a popping sound with her synthetic lips in order to enunciate the P of that word. Striding on over to the saiyan, she would take the information that Katsu was giving her as she strides on over towards the pinned saiyan. The trapped enemy trying to pry the sword out of its back with no luck. Once RED reached the wall, she grabbed the saiyan by his hair, and pulled him down as she wanked the rapier out of its back. Slamming the saiyan down to the ground by using his hair, she would mount his chest and smile cruelly down upon him.
On top of him, she would pull his head as far up as she could, just so she could look at the fearing saiyan right in the eyes. The moment of despair in this man's eyes was truly glorious, reminding her of the pleasure of destroying the people who created her. While face to face with this saiyan, she would say to her, "Sadly, I feel no sympathy nor mercy for you two-bit backstabbers... Because I'm an android, whom you mistook for a weakling. Heck, You were already dead from the get go."
With that said, she released the saiyan man's head and unleashed a barrage of punches straight to his face. One after another, it looked like her arms turned into machine guns in order to allow her to pummel his face in so much so fast. Faster and faster it seemed, as she put more and more force into her punches. Her knuckles on the verge of tearing from the excessive amount of punching she has been performing, stopping once her fists were making contact with nothing but the concrete floor. She stood up from the pile of mush that was once his head, and walked off just as she heard Katsu finish up his little speech about the Ankoku.
Flicking the blood off of her rapier before putting it back in its little holster, while walking towards Katsu as he incapacitates the Ankoku creature with a simple attack. And the following was a sight to behold as she watched the human practically dismantle the Ankoku, effectively killing it in such a savage dismemberment. She couldn't help but say out loud, "Heheh, it really was a day to dismember."
She would only observe as Katsu would go around the room, taking pictures with his device in order to capture evidence for the bounties these criminals were given. While doing so, Katsu would proclaim to RED that she was not that bad of a fighter, and would even offer up future mercenary work whenever he had things ready. With a chuckle, she would say to him, "Heh, not too bad yourself, even if you're a bit of a nerd. Also, if it means I can break people like this again, then I would definitely work with you again."