Acquaintances, Perhaps? [Closed, Denim]

Nearby where Polara landed on the giant super continent Denim was taking a walk by herself. Her own ship was parked a good two miles from where she currently was near a small human village on a less rocky side of the mainland. She was out on this side of the continent though because after fighting with Gitar in a short spar she figured she might be able to either find more Namekians or other aliens on the planet. She was pretty sure in her talks with him about Namek that he had mentioned other Namekian villages on the planet and if, and a human village could exist here, then maybe in some small quantity there were other aliens here as well. The trek was a long one but to keep herself in the best shape possible given her fecund figure she took to wearing an extremely stretchy pair of white shorts she wore and a yellow t-shirt that was twice the usual size of her once normal attire. These had been offered to her by the other humans living here and for that she was grateful.

The reason she was so grateful was that even during this walk as she headed up along the edge of the cliffs near her she found herself sweating again far more then usual. The excess energy spent in just her moving around long distances really annoyed her but the six month pregnant Denim took a moment to stop and pull out a bottle of water from a fanny pack she also carried around the side of her hip. Her ki senses though would go off immediately as she stood there drinking and felt the presence of someone nearby her. It was a power that almost rivaled her own and yet it felt somehow different then any creature she was coming to be accustomed to on the planet's surface.

"Please don't let it be out to kill me or something?" Denim thought as she left the water bottle drop from her hand. So far she had been lucky in learning most things on Namek's mainland were not deadly. In fact, they were so peaceful that it made Denim look like the aggressive one with all the power compacted into her body. If her enemy could somehow sense her then their powers of observation would feel her strong ki as well as a much smaller one resting at about 100 PL within her stomach. This was her yet to be born daughter and concurrently she was sleeping so Denim was glad of that. Mommy couldn't worry about her child and the potential threat at the same time. Not like she had with Gitar during their spar. She was far past the point of being able to truly fight anyone.

"Oh," Denim stated quickly reaching out her hand to grab her water bottle from the lizard creature standing in front of her. From what she could tell the creature had a slightly feminine voice and sounded non-aggressive in its tone and the way it stood now. She had not expected them to land so close to her though in such a short time. Thus it had scared her into a flight or fight mode.

She leaned forward in a state of curiosity and squinted at the woman as she spoke of being hydrated and staying nourished. Denim had never seen a creature like this on Earth nor Namek with such dark, smooth skin and horns on their head, plus some kind of lizard tail to boot. The creature was also covered in strange blue gems and its chest seemed slightly pronounced due to plates there and on the rest of its body. "Are you a creature of the planet Namek?" Denim asked before taking a swig of her water bottle's water. She wanted to ask if it was possibly a woman too, but didn't want to pry that deep just quite yet.

"I see..." Denim muttered looking over the cuts on this Arcosian's arms and chest where said gems she spoke of rested. Denim would then cross her arms in tandem and asked, "You said your name is Polara. I'm Denim and I'm a human from Earth. That said, is Polara a female's name among your species? I couldn't help but notice your, ahem, more feminine features." Her eyes would then gaze down at Polara's chest in order to help her understand what she possibly meant. She didn't mean to be rude, but she only truly knew of the aliens called Saiyans on her planet.

"You aren't a woman?" Denim stated now letting her jaw go a little slack. She could clearly see what she thought was slightly pronounced chest now appeared to be some kind of armor over the Arcosian's skin and the gems from before clearly were attached to it. Denim soon found herself watching the Arcosian's tail swish back and forth as she digested the information. There didn't appear a clear way for Arcosians to carry children like she currently was. Yet now that she tried to think deeper about this strange aspect she thought it was better just not to ask.

So she placed her hand on her stomach and stated, "I guess that's quite an interesting feature you all you have. We humans have to mate in intimate, sexual relations to have children. Once we do the females of our species, like myself, end up carrying the eggs of our mates for a duration of nine months. That said, I'm only about six months along but kind of wish at times it would be over. The stress on the body can be tremendous I sweat at random times for instance and as you can see my stomach's distended almost way beyond what's possible for us."

Instead of the usual kick from her child Denim would feel the little girl within her flip over. "We're like Saiyans, if you've heard of them, they can mate with us actually and on that regard at times I've come to question what my child is because I'm certain my husband wasn't a normal human now. Perhaps you can help me with that? I'd kind of like to know if a man named Plaid is familiar to you. He said he ran supplies for your empire."

If Polara could answer this kind of question the nagging sensation of what her child might be would finally be over. She knew it was a girl but what kind of girl she was hard to tell. With a power level of at least 100 PL, despite not even being born yet, it was kind of frightening. The reason why was due to the fact humans rarely ever got extremely strong early on. They were too multitudinous and divisive among one another at times to be considered a large threat to the galaxy normally. That honor fell to Saiyans or other alien species yet over time a good number of humans had at least gotten over 5 PL. Some even said the world average of humans had risen since a thousand years ago to higher values resting around 30 or so PL. Unfortunately, because there were so many humans that was actually hard to test in all of them.

"Class-classified iformation!?!" Denim cried as she wrest her hands out in front of her. She then took a step angrily towards Polara and stomped her foot down in front of her swishing tail.

"I don't want to bother you more with this then I have to, but it's extremely important. I need to know what kind of man he was so that I kind of have an idea how to raise my child. I'm all... alone here." She whimpered her voice now going soft. Her hands fell to their sides and she stated in addition, "If you can't tell me. Then at least, let me know via a blood test or something. Cause I can clearly say I have no idea where someone like that with that name would even be." She understood the circumstances and could feel some comparison between herself and this alien before her, however, she hadn't come this far out here for nothing. The magical beings Pennini and Xanara had told her to come out here after all because learning that information on Earth was likely not safe.

"Ok-okay, take me to the ship you own." Denim stated now feeling her nerves lessen. She would then follow Polara on foot once she moved towards the ship and during their trip would tell her, "I know Plaid is the father of my child. He's the last man I ever mated with and the only one I know I was with in recent memory that way. What I really want to know is why my child is so powerful. A normal human should have 5 to 10 PL at most when grown to full adulthood. My child isn't even born yet and it has 100 PL. I have sensed it quite a few times to confirm this." She only hoped Polara now understood her dilemma now that she had explained it more.

It took Denim a little while to reach the ship with Polara but once she did she followed her inside, albeit was a bit nervous in doing so. The reason being the moment she stepped into the ship the door hissed as it closed behind her. Then Polara led her to a a medical bay where an examining table sat. She was made to climb onto it and when she did felt rather cold as she lay her back on it. Then Polara began feeling her stomach region and in that time frame she was sure the woman had pricked her with a needle to get results which she soon input into a computer nearby.

When all was said and done though she confirmed Denim's prior thoughts on her child's father, which made her smile slightly. "Does the DNA say anything else? I now know Plaid is for my child's father, but I want to know what he was in terms of his species or kind. Someone said to me if he was a full robot, like I initially believed, he couldn't be someone who could get me pregnant. I doubt now that he was, but I'd like to hear even if it turns out to be really bad. I'm sure he wasn't human yet I feel it's important to know since I'll potentially be raising an alien."

She'd sit up where she lay and wait for Polara's answer. Her stomach would push very far forward as she leaned towards her expecting some kind of answer. She understood stuff on him was classified but it couldn't hurt to know what kind of species he was. If Polara did actually answer her on this she'd find the readout clearly saying he was part Saiyan and part Ferrosian two aliens that likely would never mix but if mixed had the chance to create an extremely powerful alien hybrid. The reason being that a Saiyan's often natural anger and rage had a high chance of connecting with a Ferrosian's notable wary nature and extreme loyalty to create an odd offspring. Denim, of course, wouldn't know about this but Polara might since she said it was classified. Yet the end result of the above would yield a body guard/killing machine that had a chance to tap into their Hidden Potential and other hybrid skills much easier then other aliens.

Denim soon wrapped her knees around her chest and sighed. If Denim ended up explained this information by Polara it would result in her understanding why her child was already abnormally strong. It was up to the lady Arcosian to do so though because otherwise it would breach very deep into the Arcosians' known information on aliens.