A message received

[jinzon]

He had heard the message as many others had. Comeing from a saiyan this meant something big. So at the first chance he got he got a pod and headed for namek. This would be the perfect chance to get his plans on track. After he landed he took to the air with a powered jump to get his bearings. Once he landed he let his senses reach out. He found a signature in the direction of a village he had spotted. The signature was from that area at least so that was his direction. He needed to find this saiyan. He may not be powerfull right now but he knew every little bit would help. So he let his ki rise and channeled it into his body so he began running and jumping from area to area. He had not learned to fly yet so this was his best way to move around for now.

What was going to happen when they met? He knew this man was their leader. Continuing the traditon of Bardok so things were going to be interesting. This would be a good way to gauge his future opponent and help protect his people and home. But he just hoped he would be accepted. After a while he stopped his motions and let himself calm down. He had come to the old village now. This felt like the right place from what he could sense so he began looking around for signs of life.

[Gray Callahan]

(Jinzon, you do have to pay for pods you know)

[jinzon]

( Everything has been changed around. Hope that is better. Now hope this can get moving finally )

[Gray Callahan]

Boliko yawns and sits up. His bedcovers fold around his body as he does, white and crinkled in the morning sun. He was at the apartment the Namekians had arranged for him. He spent nights on-and-off here, depending on what his plans were. Odd days he learnt things from the Namekians, such as new techniques, hell even new political and philosophical concepts. The Namekians were skilled at fighting to a degree, but as a peaceful race were quite intellectual if not geniuses.

The apartment was in itself great. They had especially prepared it for one of Boliko's needs. It had computer access (he wasn't sure what exactly the computer ran on.. some Namekian magic?) and warm water, and the fridge was stocked full of meat and replenished after every meal, even if Boliko didn't leave the house. It also had access to Namekian literature, which had been conveniently translated into the 'universal' language.

He puts his right hand on his forehead and feels the dull pangs of a waking headache. He slips out of bed, foregoes showering by slipping into a simple black gi he had obtained from a kind Namekian. They hadn't exactly showered him with gifts, but what he was given were well-thought out and useful. This one was loose-fitting and comfortable, the fabric created by a Namekian materialisation technique. He tied a red sash around his waist. Perfect.

His toes slip into the grass, cool and comforting to his feet. A slight wind ruffles his hair. The saiyan stands gaunt as a statue for a moment. He tilts his head lightly, and sniffs like a dog. Something felt familiar, a scent.

Saiyan?

Boliko's instinct (which was a small amount of latent ki sensing ability that lingered at the back of his mind) told him to go fine it; perhaps another ally? How wonderful.

And with that he allows chi energy to bubble up around his feet, allowing him to levitate. He pushes the energy behind him and he soars off, flying through the vast settlement in search of the new acquaintance. He was at the ready, however, to fight if need be. Touketsuki may well have captured, or even asked, Saiyans to join him in his conquest, and Boliko would treat them like any other enemy. Crushed.

[jinzon]

He kept himself ready for anything. Though this place looked abandoned he doubted the planet was. And there was always the chance someone would want to attack him just for the fun of it. He could hold his own in most fights. But he didn't have the power to take on anyone much stronger than himself. He walked slowly but steadily down a central path between the cluster of dull white domed homes. Dark patches and stains crawling up the bases of many of them. He felt something further off ripple through him and he became more wary. He couldn't be sure but that felt like ki. So he breathed deep and did his best to mask his. Pushing it as low as he could wich wasn't a lot since he was still learning alot of this himself.

[Gray Callahan]

The saiyan king moves through the streets pretty fast. He wasn't tracking the other saiyan through energy sensing, he had no need to - he was fairly close, and Boliko at least had a sharpened sense of smell. Yes... he was close.

He turns off into a street. This part of the village was deserted today, it was true - most of the Namekian villagers were tending to the crops at this hour. Only a select few warrior caste were hanging around, mostly to act as a police force - and most of the time they had no action at all. Boliko's arrival had made them more alert; he was a saiyan, after all, but he had no intention to hurt the populace. They had done right by him and he meant to do the same to them.

There he was, the saiyan, cutting into his vision. The street looked abandoned, but Boliko's acute eyes could spot several Namekian warriors looking from the windows. It appeared the other saiyan hadn't noticed them.

Boliko steps into view, raising one hand; Hile, warrior. "You. You are looking for me, yes?" The king remarks, his voice and stance neutral, but his eyes twinkling with faint good humour.

[jinzon]

Something was off but he couldn't tell what it was. He stopped in the middle of what appeared to pass as a street of sorts for this place. He felt the hairs on his neck standing. Almost as if being watched by something or someone. With his skills still so low he couldn't detect the Nemekians that were scattered here. And he could barely sense the other. And that one was close but he didn't know from what direction the signature was coming from. This annoyed him greatly because in battle the one with better skills won the battle. And his skills were far from high enough to contend with anyone higher than him.

He listened though to the area around him. His senses still lightly dull from the trip in that old junk ball of a space pod. He breathed in slowly and deeply turning around just as a figure stood out with hand raised. His hands went into fists as he was trained to ready for battle on an instant. The figure spoke as he looked him over. A saiyajin warrior stood before him. And the words he heard told him what he needed to know. Relaxing his guard slowly but not completely. " If you sent the message then yes you are the one I am looking for. I've come to try my hand at this little army of yours. "

[Gray Callahan]

Boliko listens to the saiyan, nodding his head. His own youthfulness was hidden behind his giant figure, and his beard. He looked like a middle-aged man, not one still in his teens. Yet Jinzon was young, too - you could tell by his appearance and by his power level. Boliko chuckles. "Well, I could have use for you. But you definitely need to train more, whelp - I doubt you could fight the lowliest of Touketsuki's lackies."

He smiles. He doesn't mean to act harshly, but the criticism was what the other saiyan would need to push himself harder... or at least, Boliko thought so. He hadn't -known- Saiyankind as it was on Vegeta for very long, and though he had learnt much about his race, there was perhaps more to learn at a later date... once the threat of Yakedo was surely doubt with and his planet could start the rebuilding process.

Yes. He had need for more soldiers, and one he could train from scratch could be influenced later on. "The last of the Koregutsu clan says thank ya, warrior. Consider yourself a member of the Solar Army."

[jinzon]

He kept his features blank for the most part. But hearing what was said about not being able to beat the lowest of this Touketsuki's minions got under his skin. But he gave a grin as he took it for what it was meant to be. A challenge to push himself since he needed that in order to grow stronger. But what this other one didn't know...was the particular power he held was more than enough to wipe many out. As long as he was fighting on a planet at least. He folded his arms and looked at the other.

" There are many ways to win a fight. I was taught the best skills won the battle more so than power. And believe me, my particular power is unique. But power level helps. " He unwrapped his tail from his waist momentarily as he spoke. Though when he finished he wrapped it back around and nodded. He had been accepted but he knew this was only the start of what was sure to be a hard paced life. And he grinned at the thought.

[Gray Callahan]

Boliko nods at what the saiyan says. "Aye, you say true - but allow me to give you a metaphor. What use is a master swordsman if his only blade is a toothpick?" The king nods. "You see, skill is the deciding factor, but you -must- have power behind you, especially against the likes of Yakedo's forces. You may have a few special techniques, and they'll help, but so does the enemy."

He then turns away. "The Namekian clans will find a home for you to stay at. You are free to use the public fifty-times gravity machine that was installed in the Elder's Fortress, the Elder will not mind. Use it to your advantage, and use it well." He twists back around, and grins. "Thank you for coming to my side, and not the lizard heretic's. May Apollo watch your step."

Energy jettisons from beneath his feet with these last words. The saiyan raises into the air, and with one last nod at Jinzon, flies away. He had some training to do, and had granted Jinzon the permission to do his own.

[jinzon]

He listened well enough to what was said. As he rolled those words around his mind he found the truth behind them. So much still to learn and he finally would have that chance. Though the way this saiyajin talked was odd. Half of these things said he didn't understand. But then again some saiyajins didn't live on planet Vegeta either. He was curious though about this gravity chamber. Training in higher gravity than normal? That sounded promising indeed. That would have to be his first stop. He just had to find the place and then start training. Then there was the fact he didn't know the other ones name nor did he give his own. That could be a problem if not rectified. But for now he watched the other leave before he began his search for this elder that had the gravity chamber.

[Gray Callahan]

(believe this is finished. I'm going for PL. Jin?)

[jinzon]

yeah it's done. i'll work training threads for a bit. Pl would be good. )

[Jorlaxl]

Boliko: 3200 Power Level awarded!
Jinzon: 900 Power Level awarded!

Enjoy!