Aftermath; KGSF Survives! [Virion/KGSF] (Retake)

[Nam Reikonaga]

Suki, Maruca, and Toshiro, please bring your first posts to this thread. Dynammo, don't post, you're currently under Virion's control. Please do this quickly, I'd like for us to move on.

Posting order:
Nam
Suki
Maruca
Toshiro
Virion

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Nam had signaled Dynammo to follow him as he flew back towards the Lookout. Like them, it had survived the attack –but not without getting hurt first; a part of the roof in the main building had collapsed with that first energy blast Geurin had senselessly launched. What was the point? He wondered. Was he trying to burn off some steam? Demonstrate how well he could destroy buildings? He really didn’t understand the logic behind that first attack.

Nam walked towards the center, inspecting the place, when Maruca finally came back. "I think someone split off from the group, Toshiro, I'm going to power down now and leave the planet. Earth is not safe, not at all.” Nam’s eyes widened when he heard this. Was he already losing a member? Was their resolve so weak? He looked down at the debris, not looking at her until she finished. As she did, he sighed from relief. “I feel we need more training, but if we're going to do it we need to do it off world. There might be a place we can go, but we'll need to find Toshiro first."

She was right. Although Nam didn’t want to admit it, although he didn’t want to leave the earth; if he were to keep his team together and actually get some training done without fearing that Geurin could pop out any moment, then they were to go where his teleportation technique couldn’t take him –another planet. But where would they go? Nam didn’t know how to get to any of the other planets. The only ones he had heard about were planet Namek and Vegeta, but he had never seen or been there. He had never left the atmosphere of earth. –Okay, once during that intergalactic tournament Touketsuki sponsored, but that was it. Right now, Nam was just glad she was staying with the group.

“I agree…” he admitted, clenching his fists tightly besides him. Nam was gonna have to swallow his pride and accept that Geurin would defeat him if they stayed. The fact they were alive was simply a courtesy of the green man and he knew it. He was playing with them. But if any kind of logical reasoning were to suddenly strike the namekians mind, and then it’d be the end of Nam and the KGSF before they were able to even grow as a threat. He turned to face the present members. “If we are to grow and overthrow Geurin’s reign, then we’re gonna have to leave the planet until we can. Any objections?” He asked, turning to face Dynammo who most certainly would probably have something to add –he always did.

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Boki's heart was racing, he had just witnessed the single most intense situation he had ever seen...Or rather the second most. Suki's fight with Rensou had easily been the biggest shit in your pants fight he had ever witnessed. But Nam's tussle with Geurin was a close second.The trader had been hiding within the confines of the lookout. It being the highest point on the earth, he had made his way there in search of what else...but intel.

The problem was, showing up on Earth, and being recognized was an instant sign of war, and clearly all cannons would be pointed in his direction. The good news was that with the exception of Geurin himself, nobody knew who Boki was, or what he looked like, and so he could be pretty honest about who he was around most people...except for Geurin...who had been right in front of him only moments ago.

But the fight concluded, and Boki continued to watch, and listen. Nam had begun addressing his squad once more, and Boki had deduced a few things from the situation. For starters his nose curled at the three eyed monster who was with them. He had shown signs of the same infection that had once been spread on the Arena. If Virion was involved on Earth, that was worth mentioning. The second thing he noticed was that there was an Amazonic woman here. Another notable quandary as the World Trade Organization was currently at a cease fire with the Nor people. If Earth was recieving aid from them, that was important to return as well... But the most important thing that Boki had learned...

Geurin did not have Nam's support. The only thing keeping suki at bay was the fact that Nam, the only person to have nearly defeated him, was not in support of the earth government. While the earth squabbled in civil war, Suki could easily strike.

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Maruca raised her hand in response to Nam's question and waved it around vigorously she was pretty tired, but had at least one other thing she wanted to say. She looked around as she did and noticed that everyone else who had gathered had not said much yet so she voiced what she wanted to say, "I have no objections. Although, I hate to say this, but after such a dangerous fight I really think I scared myself so much I ended up getting really hungry." Right on cue Maruca could hear her stomach growl very loudly. "Yeah, I think I'm going to need to go back to my own planet where I can get the best quality foods like wild rhino, wild pig, toucan, fried monkey, seven types of piranha, and anteater. I think this fight scared me so much I realized I was under my ideal weight and maybe actually lost a few pounds while fighting."

Maruca did feel or seem sweaty at the moment from having taken Geurin's clone, but there was a clear emptiness she could feel in the pit of her stomach too. She could feel the sweat slide down her shoulders and it made her shiver as she wondered how such a scary ordeal could have pushed her this much. She wanted to be in tip top shape and if she had lost weight or had begun to feel sick she needed to find a way to relax, so she burst out with long drawn out speaking. Talking a lot calmed her down at times. "I almost feel like going through a maturity cycle my people would want me to go through. I have spent 120 Years as a Baby 120 Years as a Preteen though and 120 Years as a Teenager though due to my genetics, compared to other Florians, I really feel more like an older teenage or just matured adult at heart. I don't know about you guys, but I feel I need to become more adult like if I want to go ahead and fight these fights with more seriousness and ability than I have, so if you could help me that would be nice. My people always see me as a teenager despite my fast growth rate, but more likely respect me as an adult due to my status and ability. I feel if I am going to stay with you all I need more confidence boosting since this fight was a clear no win situation."

She had not wanted lodge so much information at them, but her heart was racing so fast she could not stop talking. She could feel the green blood in her body pump quickly as she worked her way over her words and tried not to seem whiny. She had a way of switching back and forth between seriousness and whining in an instant and it kind of troubled her due to the fact she knew she could not complain anymore in the future fights or before them. It would only bring trouble. Maruca was so busy talking about her fears and such she had no reason to search out any people with her ki or sense threats so she did not see or feel the stranger's presence.

[Raki Zakros]

Toshiro was no idiot, even though he was the only one that fled. He had kept tags on his ally’s energy signals as well as Geurin’s even as he hid in the forest, looks like the ki training he did there was paying off now, the area he could sense out was enough to just barely reach the lookout if he focused hard enough. “Geurin and that other guy are gone, so was that child too who was with Nam before… could that have been their purpose the whole time?” he wondered, still keeping his power as hidden as possibly, he made his way slowly back to the lookout. If what he was sensing was true, he was very glad, very glad they were still alive.

“I feel we need more training, but if we're going to do it we need to do it off world. There might be a place we can go, but we'll need to find Toshiro first."

“There’s no need for a search party, I’m already here!” Toshiro called once he heard, he had just been able to return in time to hear Nam’s words, they would have been wasting time if they went out looking for him as it was. He went to listen intently at Nam’s words, he proved a valid point.

“No objections here Nam, I always wanted a good excuse to go into space.” Toshiro gave Nam a grin, well it was about time their dire situation turned around, it would be a nice adventure too. Before he became a hybrid, he was a very curious high school student who was fascinated with the alien species that arrived on the Earth, the ultimate trip around the universe was one of his lifetime goals.

“What about the discussion on how we are going to communicate with each other? Should we leave for when we leave the planet?” he asked, his tone more serious. Though Geurin didn’t eardrop on them before, the fact that he could turn up any time like he did before was not setting and he might just walk into intelligence with some good timing.

“I’m sorry for fleeing like that, everyone…” While he tried to keep his mood positive, but he really was in denial the whole time but he grew some guts and admitted what he did. “I was so powerless, that was the only thing I could do…” he admitted, looking down at the floor, his master’s fearing status didn’t help things either, he put her in such a position in the first place, and the guilt was, overwhelming.

Then out of nowhere, he brought Maruca into a hug, with a mixed intention to apologise further and to reassure her that she was well, still alive despite her fears. “I’m sorry Senda-sensei, I’m so sorry. But I’m very glad, that you survived that, if you didn’t…” Toshiro said, trying not to get too emotional and pour his heart out. Sure he was a proper man of age, but an experience like this, no one should ever have to go through that, no one.

[Virion]

((sorry this took so long guys, been surprisingly hard to get on the computer without something coming up to interfere >.< ))

Dynammo’s body moved sluggishly, arms blackened and bleeding from his previous overpowered attack and energy reserves utterly decimated. The forms natural capabilities were gone, literally gone, and were it not for Virion right now the man would be completely comatose, though the criticality of his injury were evidently not as notable to his allies.

He had after all managed to fly to the lookout under his own steam, and did not make mention of the incredible distress wrought upon this body, even if he could not keep the physical signs of a over-washing fatigue from his mannerisms. The bio-android himself felt a detachment from these, he could continue to push the shell if he so pleased thanks largely to the transferred energy from his own body, a fraction of his own power which he used to ensure it would continue just a little longer, though in any form of combat it would be all but useless, and permanently damaging this fighter by drawing things too far was certainly not his intention.

The triclopse shambled forward, feet dragging, pink coloured eyes downcast. Virion noted that this body appeared to be the work of some crude human-based genetic experimentation, what to him seemed like a clumsily induced mutation by the standards of the genetic sciences he was familiar with.

Maruca appeared both fatigued and excitable as she floated down to where the two now stood, atop the lookout’s platform. She had fought against the weakest of geurin’s clones, but even so she had been forced to desperately shield herself from a sustained rain of malicious energy.
She was the one to begin talking first, coming alongside and declaring her intent to leave the planet, though Virion was unsure whether this was simply her rattled nerves talking or if this was her true intent. While attempting to identify her race based on the plant-like characteristics the hastily-speaking woman, he also became aware of another (insignificant)energy rising up from the forests far below, like a timid rabbit venturing from it's burrow.

The source revealed itself as Toshiro, and as Dynammo’s gaze swept over the boy as he came into land, Virion also noted the ear-marks of yet more human genetic tampering, hybridisation, though on an even more limited scale than Dynammo’s. The bio-android of course found all of these crude attempts at genetic manipulation to be severely lacking in sophistication and elegancy, but again he was delving into irrelevancies. It was perhaps no surprise in the end that it was beings such as these who had rallied behind Nam, limited though the group was.

It seemed that the super saiyan was taking Maruca’s suggestion quite seriously, not altogether an unreasonable course of action given their predicament, but a potentially problematic one none the less.
Nam brought the question forward with a pause, and Toshiro came forward to join the circle that had formed and outlined his support, as did Maruca. Infact she in particular appeared to feel the need to fill any silences as quickly as possible… with as many words as possible - talking about hunger, the foods of her planet, losing weight, aging, her racial heritage, feeling more adult, fighting better, the respect of her peers, and a need for confidence - only one of which perked the bio-android’s interest in even the slightest, Virion noting the Amazonian involvement in Earth’s affairs as she finally identified her race for him.

It then appeared to be Toshiro’s turn to convey his own drivel, but Virion was only superficially focused on such events. He had developed a talent for asynchronous trains of thought, his mind running simulations and crunching data like some sort of computer, able to divide his attention between multiple elements without ill effect on his ability to rationalise and calculate.
Virion mulled over the character of this Amazonian even as the younger man groped to her.

From behind this triclopian guise Virion questioned whether he was not the only one presenting a falsehood, the distinct possibility arising that this somewhat ditzy-appearing floarian was infact an assumed persona, the woman secretly a spy from the Sayian Solar Empire, keeping tabs on Earth… or perhaps more specifically the super saiyan, Nam.

It did seem unusual that an Amazonian would risk themselves fighting against such a distant enemy, for a world they held no true ties to in an entirely different quadrant of the galaxy - without some form of ulterior motivation. *The Solar Empire’s* motivation for stealthily positioning an agent within the ‘KGFS’ however was quite self-evident, and utilising this alien rather than one of their ow showed a concerning cunning. Her suggested world had been Niwa which, just like her home world, also fell within the jurisdiction of the Solar Empire.

The real question was, were they looking to lure away their fellow super saiyan in an attempt to recruit him, or were they merely using this as a method for weakening the earth’s defences for an attack of their own. It was obvious which was the more diplomatic option, and with Geurin acting as a common enemy they could easily dupe this former protector into serving their cause... It represented a dangerous paradigm shift in the fundamental balance of power within this universe.

Placing a hand on toshiro’s shoulder so that the man would draw him face up from where it was muzzled, ‘dynammo’ spoke.
“I am glad -” he said, fatigue written across his features
“- that you are all relatively uninjured. I do not know you well Maruca, but even so I must apologise, for plighted as I was with that powerful clone, I was unable to step forward to protect you. I could easily have dispatched the clone he sent after you if only I hadn't been caught out as I was”
He struggled in a small bow, hastily re-adjusting his balance on his ravaged body. Now was the time for kind, reassuring words, subtly… tact;
“Toshiro my friend, your escape was well crafted, do not feel burdened, for at your strength you lack the ability to confront such an enemy and unnecessarily risking yourself would serve no purpose. Unfortunately, this is indeed the case for all of us, in our current state we simply lack both the power, and unity, that we need.”

"Outmatched as we were you fought valiantly and bravely against our enemy, Maruca the florian, as I do not doubt Nam was doing far above during our struggle, though it is indeed very evident that if we are ever to stand a chance it is clear that valor alone is not enough, we must grow substantially stronger, more than mere training alone would allow…Maybe if we had done so sooner, the child would not have been taken… not be facing his fate at the hands of that namekian monster.” His fists were clenched and he looked away, eyes closed as he spoke what were apparently such difficult words. None had yet made mention of this absence, but Virion could sense the lacking presence and was not about to let it go unaddressed. Highlighting this loss would only strengthen their sense of vulnerability, reaffirm their need to reach out for assistance… It was all setting the stage.[/color]

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam was looking and listening to his teammates, but at the same time, he wasn’t. His mind was elsewhere as Dynammo began to ramble about their training. He began to wander away from the group; they suggested going to Namek, Maruca and Dynammo had a ship through which they could travel. But the whole idea was a bit frightening to him –apart from that, it all felt so sudden and unorganized. He didn’t like this. Regardless, it was necessary to leave earth if they wanted to survive long enough to make a difference. Even now, they were being spied on.

His attention was then regained by his group. Nam would have said something to ease Toshiro’s mind, but Dynammo was quick to do so first and decided there were no words left to say –he had said it all. Nam merely nodded in agreement and then his interest began to perk. “Just what are you getting at?” he interrogated and squint his eyes. Nam knew exactly –er almost, the type of method which could get you power without actually training. He had received the Holy Water from Kami after-all, but only Tenshu knew how to get any. Could Dynammo possess something similar, or perhaps, did he know the source?

It wouldn’t really surprise Nam if he did. Dynammo was known for knowing things others don’t –or things he shouldn’t know.

“You, I have finally found you…”

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That...diction.

He had heard it somewhere before. He had never met Dynammo but as the man spoke, Boki couldnt help but feel they had met once before. He was so charismatic. His words melting off of the ears of others. Unfortunately without a little more power to draw on, or maybe a face to go with the voice, Boki would be unable to tell who was talking to them.

Valiantly, evidently, burdened. These were all big words for the mutant, at least from what Boki had already witnessed in their previous conversation, before the Namekian Geurin arrived. This all seemed too strange for his liking, and so rather than fully revealing himself, Boki continued to listen. Jumping the gun could only cause chaos, and that was not something anybody wanted.

His eyes were planted on Nam. He was so calm, and yet so conflicted, just as Suki had described him. This was the hero he had been told about, and yet he seemed so troubled. Boki could only imagine the stress the boy was under, but couldnt bring himself to pity him. Every man has a job to play in war, and if you are not the bastard Geurin, then you must be the outmatched Nam. That he did shed pity on, although not because he liked Nam, but rather because Suki would one day have to face the Geurin monstrousity, and with Nam so nearly beating Suki in their last match, it was seeming rather unlikely that Suki could defeat Geurin.

But that kind of talk was not helping, and so the trader would simply watch, waiting for the perfect moment to interject, or simply leave with the information gathered.

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Maruca hugged her pupil Toshiro back tightly, but not tightly enough to squeeze the life out of him and said, "Look, Toshiro-kun... You're really not so bad for abandoning me at all. I would rather have a student slip away then have them watch me get beaten up or have themselves beaten up at random. Seriously, much of the time here, I think Geurin's violence is quite random. We have not essentially caused his planet too much trouble yet have we? I mean it's not like we're planning to blast houses and people out of their homes..."

Maruca let him and the others ponder these thoughts and released Toshiro from her grasp. He needed to be a proper man now. She turned on her heels towards Dynammo and bowed back to him. "You have my gratitude, but all of us are overwhelmed some days. I feel that's why we need to leave this planet. Hardship is good, but a healthy amount of hardship is what we need right now." She raised her fists up to her and slammed one into the palm of her other hand.

"I believe the king of my planet, Boliko Koregutsu, can provide this. I have not interacted with the Saiyans who have ruled the planet Amazonica the past five years much, but I have watched them fight and they put themselves through a tremendous amount of work to get where they are." she assured the group, hoping they would take the chance to maybe go there. Maruca at this point and time was in no mood to trick her friends. She had made good promises to Nam two to three years earlier that she was going to help him and she intended to stick to this.

[Raki Zakros]

“Huh?” He turned to Dynammo briefly, well he got to hand it to him his words were very reassuring. He was of course trying to tell himself that as well, but it made a whole lot of different hearing it from his alliance superior like that. “Thanks Dynammo-senpai, that means a lot,” He gave him a warming smile and soon started feeling his doubt from earlier slip away. Nam didn’t have to say anything either, the nod of agreement was enough to convey it through as well

“Senda-sensei…” Heart warmed further in his teacher’s motherly embraced, he was reassured further by her words. And now without a doubt, he knew his decision to flee was the best course of action within that situation. No one was mad at him, so why would he be down about it himself? “Thank you, everyone.” he gave a slight bow in respect to his fellow alliance peers before the subject got back on track and serious.

“What could we have done sooner?” Toshiro asked, adding on to Nam’s question. He was speaking of something that was beyond just training? He then listened to Maruca’s suggestion, yes he had heard about the Saiyans and their empire. They were plenty strong and the fact that Maruca were allied to them, meant it would extend to them also. He was pretty sure they’d oppose Geurin as well, because eventually that Namekian might just expand past the Earth, he was a potential threat to them all.

“I agree, I have heard about the Saiyans. They are a warrior race, if anything training on their planet will bring the best kind of training. If we get the King’s pardon as well to allow us access to such facilities, even better.” He went on to agree with another glance at his sensei, well it may be up to her with the talk with the King on their behalf, he just hoped he wasn’t as savage as some sources had told him.

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((will endeavour to have my reply posted tomorrow... it's 3 in the morning and I need sleep, had a lot of stuff getting in the way of posting so apologies yet again for these agonisingly slow replies ))

[Virion]

“Emperor Koregutsu?” so, the florian was cutting straight to the chase. Whether or not she was a spy did not ultimately matter, for it seemed that she believed appealing to Nam’s own saiyan heritage would garner favour for her alliance, that their neutrality towards earth and association with her own world would sway his judgement. Toshiro was already making optimistic noises, and Nam appeared to be somewhat distracted, as if going through some deep inner negotiation on the matter before voicing his opinion perhaps.
“I would not be so hasty on such matters… You are quick to sing their praises Maruca but I think you’ll find there are certain facts about the Saiyan’s Empire that would make even your petals wilt…” His gaze swept past Maruca and Toshiro, turned back to Nam, the man appearing to rouse from is musings, but before he said anything Dynammo spoke with a piercing seriousness.

“I urge you to think very carefully before striking alliances with the tyrants of this galaxy Nam. Touketsuki may have been the most proactive in attacking Earth, but remember that you don’t come to rival the World Trade through kind words and civil liberties, out of sight should not render that out of mind… The saiyans have built their empire on blood just like any other, a few peaceful surrenders do not change that, any more than it does for worlds which have peacefully joined the World Trade under Touketsuki” He looked out over the lookout, the clear skies, the now damaged main building and the pile of rubble which had come from it.

The combination of his triclopian gaze and the super-computer of a brain masterminding their operation picked up on something, so subtle that at first Virion wasn’t sure whether it was a flaw in the host-bodies eyes or a trick of the mental link. Were he even an inch or so to the left or right he may not have been able to see what he would later comprehend to be stray wisps of black hair which peaked out from just behind the rubble, but a handful of lose stands blown around in the briefest flicks of a sudden breeze, but by shear luck he had been looking at just the right time to witness this slip. Though his suspicions were subconsciously raised he dismissed the anomaly and continued talking, barely missing a beat.

“It’s easy to want to believe the best of them, cause they look so much like us, while races like touketsuki’s look so strange and incite our primal fears of the unknown, but do that and you’re letting yourself be swayed by the same ideals Gurin is exploiting.” Yes… don’t judge a book by it’s cover now… even if it goes against your instincts but even as he thought this a new plan sparked across his consciousness, prompted by this primal understanding.
He looked down at the drips of blood which had slowly been gathering at his feet, coming off his arms and as he looked back up he secreted another discrete glance towards the rubble, though it was completely disguised under the motion of his gaze swapping from Nam to Maruca, to avoid the others noticing his interest in the unassuming debris.

He could sense nothing coming from the stones, but even so he could not dismiss the paranoia which gently brewed… if he were in his own body maybe he may have been able to sense things out with his finely tuned eyes and ears, but this proxy was not gifted with the same sharpness of senses. Making a show of looking up at the skys, he licked his lips and fidgeted ever so slightly, subtle signs meant to indicate unease, though ofcourse all a part of his act.
“We can discuss this more in a moment, for now how about we move inside? I know Gurin could probably just as easily teleport in to there as out here, but I’d feel a little more at ease if we weren’t so out in the open…”
He limped back a step and indicated the entrance to the lookout with a slightly extended arm, inviting them to follow his request, though acting on an impulse from the host form he faked a sudden twinge and flinched painfully, as if the action had hurt him more then it really would have (though he was skilful enough to avoid over-acting, and it helped the believability immensely that his movement had cause yet more blood to drip from the raw skin on Dynammo’s damaged forearm. He had pulled the damage flesh tight, and used the bodies natural protests to guide his own acting). Taking a depreciating breath and gauging the groups response to his proposition
“I need to tend to these injuries anyway. I’m sure you’re all curious about the gift I was alluding to before, and you’re in luck cause he’s curious about all of you too, and especially looking forward to seeing you again Nam.” he added tantalisingly, holding the limbs gingerly out infront and beginning to walk towards the entrance, ready to begin explaining further as he walked as soon as the inevitable questions began. He spoke in a trusting and warm tone, designed to allay concerns, but at the same time the mystery and impact of his words would hopefully draw their minds away from the Saiyan Empire and back on track to what he had been speaking about earlier, before these distractions surfaced.

((Assuming they did agree to follow: ))

Stepping forward, making his way around towards the entrance his new vantage point over the rubble finally confirmed his suspicions, and the realisation locked in place to what he had seen earlier. While the movement had been subtle he had definitely noticed someone repositioning themselves behind the debris, trying to stay hidden. While Dynammo’s head remained locked forward, his eyes were affixed firmly to the fallen stones, meaning that from behind the rest of the KGFS would have no idea how intently his gaze was focuses on this spot.

He smirked knowingly then allowed his eyes to roll back forward, so it appears Geurin has left someone to keep tabs on them, smart move, but they won’t be able to move from their hiding place while the KGFS was around without being seen, not until the group enters into the interior of the lookout itself. Virion had no intention of revealing the spy however, for it would only act as another distraction.

He did however intend to dispatch a clone the moment the platform was out of sight and find out exactly who it was that was that was watching them, assuming the spy was subtle enough to remain undetected by the others in the following moments.

The clone would not be combat-equip, but that did not matter, he wasn’t out to start a battle. Instead he would circle from behind, either revealing himself to the man in the hopes of scaring the individual into retreat, or utilise his Zanzo-Majutsu to keep the spy pinned in place - a projection standing out in the open to deny the man a chance to move from his rubble pile unseen.

Either would prevent Geurin from learning of what was to transpire within the lookout, assuming he did not reappear in person.

[Nam Reikonaga]

Nam’s eyes narrowed as he relayed his undivided attention to this mysterious but familiar voice. It was a ringing buzzing feeling he felt in his head and he couldn’t just ignore it. “Your energy having risen again, I extend my hand to you.” The voice said. “I am Boliko Koregutsu. King of the Saiyans, Lord of the Solar Empire, and a fellow Super Saiyan.”

"King Boliko, eh?” Nam repeated somewhat surprised. He wasn’t sure how this telepathy thing worked, but he assumed he could be heard through the channel this man had opened between them.

“Your power is great and your cause righteous, but your enemy is a great one. If you require assistance, then send an envoy to Vegeta. You will always be welcome here…”


“I've heard much about you but I don't think we ever met..." Nam paused. This was certainly an opportune occasion and the timing was perfectly ironic. The problem was, why did the King of Saiyans look to him? Zach had already mistakenly labeled him as one of the man’s henchmen or ‘spies’. How would it look if he joined forces with them now?


In that moment, when Nam was now considering the possibility; as if they were reading his mind, everyone began to speak about the saiyan king and going to his planet. But he specially paid attention to Dynammo, who for once, was doing something other than point out their flaws. He was right though. Touketsuki Yakedo was most easily portrayed as the villain –not just because of his actions and words, but just looking at him yelled out ‘WARNING’. On the other hand; the saiyans, being one himself, seemed more appealing and it was probably because they looked more human than any other inhumane being that exists out there. Nam knew how terrible the saiyans could be. He had yet to see the day which he met another saiyan like himself.

"If it's not a problem,” he finally spoke, “may I ask why you want to help me? What do you gain from this? What's your aim?"


“I wish to erase Touketsuki and Guerin from the universe.” The voice replied. Nam listened intently, analyzing every word and the context behind them. “Both are a threat to the stability and expansion of my noble empire. But I do not have the power alone, as of yet. I also wish to just meet you, as a fellow warrior. I'm sure we'd have a lot to learn from each other. I'll give you time to think on it, but now I have your energy signature I can speak to you even when you aren't fully transformed. I only wish to end this conflict, for the sake of my empire –and the sake of Earth.”

"Humph, well said…” Nam replied. The man had convinced him, at least just a little, that they could be trusted. Matters of his ‘Empire’ were none of his concern as long as Earth wasn’t in the plans. His targets were clearly Touketsuki Yakedo and Geurin, Nam’s targets –or partially. Ever since his battle against the tyrant, Nam was getting a different vibe from the man. The way it all ended, the way he just left without killing another soul. It made Nam feel like he was no longer his enemy. Regardless, he couldn’t just deny what Dynammo had just told him. This could all be but a ruse to lead his entire team into another mouse trap. And if they were to enter another planet, finding themselves in a trap, then all would be lost and the fault would fall under his own shoulders.


“I thank you for your offer; I'll definitely keep it in mind. I as-well wish to meet you,” he said.

The buzzing left his head, which left Nam to marvel over the properties of telepathy. However, his concerns were overtaken by the immediate situation which required his attention. Everyone had been moving inside and, with a glance; he had a good idea why. He knew someone was within the rubble, but who? He could have told everyone to wait for him while he spoke in private with their eavesdropper, but that served as another distraction from their ever so needed reunion. They have been thwarted by Geurin and now this. Nam couldn’t allow it, so he ignored the man for now and proceeded inside.

Entering the building, everyone was already waiting inside. He gazed at the rubble briefly before assessing the rest of the room. His mind started placing things by memory where they should have and have been before this entire mishap, like the pedestal that was now broken in three separate pieces, a big table buried under debris, among other things. Maruca, Toshio, and Nam found themselves facing Dynammo from the other end with nothing but a few pieces of debris in their path.

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(This is only if admins agree. I’m providing our injured but no longer present Dynammo with an imaginary senzu bean with all the effects of a real one just for story purposes. Otherwise ignore.)

“Dynammo, take this.” Nam said, reaching into his pocket and tossing a lime green bean towards him.

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“So, care to explain?”

(I'm gonna take Suki out of the posting order. Since he's sneaking around he can post and intervene whenever he wants. He should really only have a posting order with whoever it is he directly interacts. Which in this case, will soon be Virion. Maruca, please proceed to post.)

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Maruca did not know what to say or do everything was beginning to move a little faster than she anticipated. She realized as she walked into the building on the lookout to see how Dynammo might heal himself, that establishing a strong friendship with others was important for her planet and she needed to keep Korgutsu's trust. She had come in part to the planet to tell them eventually her people were being ruled by them and now that she had told them a bit of this she felt better. She had not met him in a while since she felt that maybe one of her diplomats had taken care of the deal to allow her to rule her planet, but she did not know who, she was simply offering it as a safe haven since it was safe. Last year, when she had come home things were kind of confusing since everyone was in a hectic mood to prepare for some kind of interstellar war. A war now that she had to fight on the front lines it seemed. Despite this though, no fighting had come to them yet.

Inside the building she found an unharmed stone that had shaken partially loose from the foundation and took the time to sit down on it and wait. Dynammo's injury was hopefully not serious. He did not look like he was bleeding badly, but it was hard to tell from the way he had held his arm so long. She only hoped his wisdom would lead them in the right direction since he seemed pretty wise in telling them not to trust someone like this one space villain he mentioned named Touketsuki Yakedo.

(If it is okay, I have been told by Nam yesterday over chat that I think it's okay to post here? If not, well, then I shall remove the post here. He said something like "It's okay to post based on the fact that Suki is having Boki sneak around." Or something like that, but don't quote me on it. If this is not the case, I intend to take this post down and re-post it afterwards with changes.)

[Raki Zakros]

OOC: Just replying here quickly to get things moving for Toshiro, lol

Toshiro admitted that Dynammo had chosen quite the wise words, yes despite there being Saiyans on Earth and that the planet was allied with Vegeta, they were still a warrior race. Their roots he had researched led them to being part of the World Trade Organisation the first place, the Saiyan alliance was merely the WTO but just sided with them. While these facts were true, there really was no other way to get training and protection at the same time, and that was their utmost priority for now.

He gave a nod as Dynammo later suggested they talk further inside while he could heal himself, well seeing as Geurin dropped in uninvited like he owned the place, there was a chance he could do it again. So he followed the group inside and listened intently on what would be said next, this was beginning to become serious business.

[guest V]

((sorry, having troubles posting >.< I really hate holding up this thread so much, and i have heaps of other stuff i need to catch up too, but RL stuff is conspiring against me.

Anyway: As I said, already got something lined up for healing, kinda an upcoming plot point. So lets just leave the imaginary sensu bean out for now.

On a side note... did I hear dy got banned or something? :X

and sorry suki, I'll reply to your bit separately... or we can make a separate thread i guess. Up to you, though i did not plan to have Virion fight Boki.))

Dynammo had paused inside and waiting for the others to step into the main building, and it seemed as though he was perhaps using the excuse to catch his breath. Even as part of the structure had slid and collapsed to rubble outside, there was more damage just inside. It was clear looking at Dynammo that even without the injuries, the triclopse was seriously fatigued, and talking so much was no doubt making things worse despite his efforts to power on. He had used a truly devastating attack, extending over 100,000 power units greater than his scouter-based maximum strength. It may seem as though his energy was simply relaxed, but in truth it was all the power he had left, and the only reason he hadn’t slipped into unconsciousness already was because Virion was in control. Dynammo’s body was running on borrowed strength, and it was obvious that the moment Virion ‘disconnected’ the mutant would be out cold.

Just as the group appeared to be seeking to settle down though he indicated to continue moving, suffling further back and coming to a spiralling stair way leading downward; they were moving further within the lookout, following it’s corridors and rooms. As he walked he spoke, addressing Nam’s query, the others also appearing to be awaiting his words intently as they walked down and down along the spiralling stairs.
“It is as I said, there is someone here who wishes to see you, and it is they who decides who to bestow the gift upon, a gift which would be invaluable to our group” He took a left, identical to so many corridors before it, following the curving, narrowing hallways. Somehow he seemed to know exactly where he was going, despite the labyrinthian qualities of the many rooms, stairwells and corridors within the lookout. However, it was growing more noticeable that Dynammo was slowing, his whole body slumping.
“No need to be concerned, they are entirely trust worthy.” He continued, referring to the individual he had mentioned before in a well-assumed earnest tone,
“Perhaps I won’t need to say this to you Nam but for you Maruca and Toshiro… the one we’re about to meet, don’t let his appearance frighten you. He’s not what you might think, I assure you he’s no enemy, and the kind of guardian I would trust with my life. It is thanks to him that I have the strength… to fight as I do, against the tyranny of Geurin.”
Another change of direction and another stairwell. Dynammo’s fatigue was beginning to come into his voice, Virion was building up to the moment when he would abandon dynammo’s form, and so he allowed his energy signature to begin sinking even lower. Despite their supressed/relaxed states, it was possible that the others would notice Dynammo’s energy dropping further, but he would brush off any concerns and continue walking, assuring them it was just up ahead. He continued to speak as he lead the way;

“It didn’t work out so well…. in this instance cause we are still outmatched… but just as you have all been saying: if we… all grow stronger, unite our powers, then we will stand a far greater chance. Training is a valuable tool, but sometimes you need something more. Toshiro, Maruca, with this gift you… would surely double your strength, such is the power it would bring” it was true, they would gain much from this proposed ‘gift’ dynammo kept alluding to, if they could secure it. Nam unfortunately already boasted a considerable power, meaning the effect would not be the same on him, but even so it did not matter. It was a hefty advantage that would help them in their goals, and for some reason Virion felt compelled to see that this planned meeting took place, despite his ultimate detachment from Earth and it’s politics. He was an alien creature, we no ties to this world and sights firmly set to the future. Perhaps it was simply his intrigue over this strange new super saiyan…

“As you know, I am a mutant, a scientific experiment much like you Toshiro… we’re both adjusted with different DNA, though it manifests more drastically in my form then yours.” He drearily blinked his 3 pink-coloured eyes one after the other, and stumbled slightly. His speech was becoming further fatigued but he continued on with the explanations, speaking as a Dynammo.
“Part of my strength, just like yours, is derived from this. However, it would be a lie to boast that my strength comes from this alone, and while I train hard I doubt I’d be much stronger than Maruca if it weren’t for the power this guardian provided me with. You see this isn’t the first time I’ve been here. The one we are meeting seems to know you Nam, and I assume since you knew of this place that you know him.”
Opening a door, and shortcutting through a simple furnished room, dynamo continued to lead the way. It had been growing darker as they walked, side rooms unlit, though still enough light somehow making it through this structure to keep the halls relatively light.
Interfaced with Dynammo’s mind, virion was aware of the triclopse’s sometimes unintentionally grating manner, yet had chosen to adjust these natural behavioural patterns just slightly into a more agreeable and tactful persona. It appeared to have been well received, and not knowing Dynammo well enough meant that the subtlety of this shift would not raise suspicions. All in all it seemed a wise move, and as he continued speaking he took note of their responses to what he was saying, further gauging and reading reactions.

There would be enough time for people to reply to what was said before they arrived, but finally Dynammo would place his torn and damaged hand upon the door and pause.
“They’re waiting just through here… As I said, his appearance may be shocking but don’t panic, he is a friend. He was watching our whole exchange, he knows what's going on and I'm sure he can help”
And with that he would open the door and walk forward into the surprisingly vast, shadow-filled room.

Deceitfully puppeteering Dynammo's body, luring the KGFS deeper into the lookout. What sort of game is the black-tongued bio-android playing at?