Plan to Eradicate the Cinnabun Saiyans [Kori]

[PL: 400, Heavy Weights on, reduced PL: 100 | Tomoyo ]

That was a pretty big tower here in the middle of nowhere. Tilting her head slightly, the brown-haired young girl at the bottom of the structure wondered how far it went up while adjusting the weighted bracers on her arms and legs. Nethil told her that wearing these would make her stronger really fast, so that she could really control the power of the goddess freely. Rituals and such were for weaklings and useless ones unable to grow strong without them according to her, so she had to obtain strength on her own, without the help of fellow Kagami.

There was something up on the tower, she could feel it. A power level higher than hers - in desperate need of dying! Lifting off of the ground slowly, Kori began to ascend the tower. She was unable to hide her energy, but a power level of 100 wasn't exactly in a realm that would even register for powerful fighters! The flight upwards took quite a bit longer than she wanted it to, though. The tower went up and up and up... Without end, it seemed. She broke through the clouds and almost felt like just giving up and returning to some easier to stab targets, but Mimikku had told her that different ways of murder required her to train them to become good at them - so she couldn't just quit.

Finally, a top of the tower came in sight! Kori was already breathing heavily, the weights wanting to drag her right back down to the ground. That just made the small Kagami angry - drawing her knife, black blemishes of corrupted, evil Ki spread through it, blooming like flowers of pure black across the metal, melting together, flowing around, blooming again... It was a dance of darkness on her knife, as she slowly peeked over the edge and into the tower. A kid was exclaiming how bored he was and flopped to the ground... Wait, a kid with this much strength? He had to die, surely. Climbing into the room of the tower, Kori began to slowly sneak up behind the young boy...!

Her prey had spotted her?! But how - her approach had been flawless! ... Well, aside from broadcasting her aura that was way too high to pass for a bird, of course. That might've had something to do with it. Now, she had to act quickly, and with deadly precision, to take out her target - sadly, that didn't happen, because the Kagami girl panicked just as hard as the small boy, quickly hiding the knife behind her back while giving of an "Eep!" sound. If Nethil still had a body. she'd probably be groaning right now, but as it was, said groan was limited to the inside of Kori's head.

"H-h-h-h-h-hi." stuttering out a single word in greeting, Kori wore a slightly worried smile as she tried sheathing the knife back into her sleeve behind her back, which turned out to be more difficult than she thought at first. Tomoyo was the name of this kid? Well, she didn't look much older than him, so it wasn't like could be sure that he didn't look younger than he actually was, too. A nervous wave with her free hand, she begged Nethil for help...

'What do you mean you don't know either?! C'mon Nethil, don't leave me hanging here! Yes, I know you're a goddess of darkness, but... Nethil! Hey, don't ignore me! HEY!' Just great - even her goddess left her to her own devices. She had to follow Mimikku's advice! Look unassuming and non-threatening, THEN strike. It was the only way out of this mess.

"I'm Kori. N-Nice to m-meet you." That was a reasonably normal greeting, right?! Well, not really, mostly because Kori's voice sounded paper thin and she was really not feeling too good about trying to be nice to this kid correctly. How did 'nice' even work for normal people?

'Oh great, he's just as awkward as you!' 'NOT helping, Nethil! Not helping at all!'

Great, now the goddess of darkness was snarking in her head instead of helping. Kori almost dropped the knife behind her back in her attempts to sheathe it, a problem she never had before - but she also didn't just want to drop it, the clattering noise would surely call attention to it. She tilted her head slightly when he messed the greeting up so entirely... And yes, Nethil was correct! This boy was so awkward that it made the tiny murderer seem like a complete social butterfly!

"Uhm... thank you...?" Answering the 'compliment' with a head tilt and confused look, she figured that saying that was the correct response to a compliment. She had never gotten one of those before, after all - so to her, it sounded pretty normal. Faces were important, right? As was that they looked good on you. Or something like that, at least!

"S-same to... you?" Was that the correct response to give a compliment back? Kori had no idea how compliments were supposed to go, but she had at least heard people wish each other a nice day. Hopefully this worked like that, too. Finally, she managed to hide her knife in her sleeve, making her able to not stand there QUITE as awkwardly, though she still wished that she could just flee right away. "Is this... your tower?"

Smalltalk. If there was something she was worse at than greeting someone, it was smalltalk that didn't involve belittling Saiyans or stabbing. There was just not enough stabbing going on lately in her life, that had to be the reason for her being so scatter-brained right now. Not the fact that this young boy was kinda cute in his own attempts to make conversation, that couldn't be the reason.

'Nethil, quick! A compliment to give to him!' 'Your neck looks very slice-able?' 'NETHIL! He's way stronger than us!' 'Sorry, sorry...'