Long Distance Phone Call (Flare/ask)

Just in orbit around the planet Earth laid in wait an idle ship. Large by its standards the unfamiliar star traveler silently laid in wait as its passengers surveyed the world. The alien ship bore a dark red tint along its very angular design from nose up to a broadened stern with oversized engines. It wasn’t the biggest but it was certainly one of the more advanced. It easily fit the small squad of fifty plus two important individuals onboard.



“Wow, you weren’t wrong Raggy. This woman’s on fire! I’ve only felt Saiyans go to this and beyond.”
The young lad in one of the three centered chairs on the main deck, facing out towards the world they were orbiting, spun around in a sort of gleeful praise as they and several others at the controls watched a certain young flame from above on a holographic monitor. “Think we should go down and stop her before she burns herself? That boy doesn’t look like he’ll take much more of her backl-” The armor clad individual sitting in center of the room put a single hand out towards the boy and waved it there for a moment to get him to hush up. In the same move he turned to lean towards the monitor.

“She’ll be fine. Though, it is almost time to go down anyways.”
A bit of fire flares around the individual as he spun out of his chair and stood up with a clanking of his boots. Something seemed to have come up suddenly for him to take leave of such an interesting event. A smaller, teal woman with large curly green hair stepped aside and assumed the third chair as the man started walking back and out of the deck himself.

“Sit tight and just enjoy the show prince, we’ll get to meet her within the hour! I’ve got something I must take care of beforehand though. Don’t soak the popcorn out of excitement alright?”
Was what he put face to before the deck’s door opened and closed again to his back. This audacious flame brushed a bit of his hair back as he proceeded onto his main captain’s quarters on his lonesome. He didn’t seem all that enthusiastic.

“I know I’m here for my blood, but I distinctly remember feeling someone close… but so far out.”
He spoke a bit quietly to himself as he took to his computer and sat it it for a long while in thought. The flame’s idea? Well, the whole while he was trying to sense out that source of power again. However strong it was before it seemed to have died down once more, but traces of it he could remember where they were. He didn’t want this to be a phone call to be an ex or his bastard of a father. Should he ring?

[“Huh. Didn’t think I’d find someone so close so far away.”]
The man would send out simply, scratching his chin as he leaned on back in his chair. Looked like he was an office worker taking a phone call for the boss. [“Don’t be shy now, I’m not contacting you with ill intent.”]

An abrasive response. The person on the other end of the mind phone took a moment to see if she was actually went any further with the protocols talk. Mentally clearing his throat in a sense the man on this end responded coolly. It wasn't what he was expecting but one would suppose most any saiyan would be as rough as this one was.

["Ahh, my apologies. I wasn't completely aware, I only really got a read on you when you unleashed a great amount of power... But it wasn't even that which is why I'm contacting you."]
Ragnarok grabbed a bit of coffee, ready made at the desk just waiting for him. This was going to be a longer discussion than his mind would probably want to take right now, what with everything going on. This halfling wasn't going to be the first child opened up to however. Tapping to the same song he had a few times already.

["How aware are you of your elemental nature? I'd rather ease you into things if you're not really sure on everything. You wouldn't be the first I had to make contact with regarding this."]
He got even more situated in his room, rolling back around in his chair to sit the coffee on down in a stationary position. ["Like the attitude by the way. Reminds me of my sis."]

Ragnarok was taken a bit back by how she explained her knowledge over the subject. Direct, perhaps scrupulous to the point of detriment. Girl sounded like she was working off a wiki page and just reading off that. Ragnarok suppressed a sigh and took his cup back in hand. She wasn't aware of the organization or anything of that sort. Her mother at least didn't tell her of it which was a bit of a drag but not something he couldn't work around.

["I'm part of a galactic organization, one dominated and ran by our kind. A community like no other. I hold a high standing chair in this said organization. I see your mother didn't really tell you anything about me or it. It's my fault too that you don't know, and I'll fully take blame for that. Call me Ragnarok."]
He took a deep breath and reached for something under his desk, a small and high pitched tone buzzing for just a moment as he continued.

["You seem to share your mother's saiyan attitude and blind loyalty towards strength. It's what makes you strong. If I had found out I had a bastard somewhere else out there this strong I'd have spent more time building onto your drive rather than your aunt... Though you two are pretty much identical in age. And, excuse me for sounding arrogant for a moment, but our line has a tendency to become prodigies. Leagues above our leaders even."]
Soon that teal-haired blue skinned girl walked in from the halls of the ship, assumed to be from the buzzer, and bowed to him before she sat down in a chair opposite of the charming fireslinger. She remained quiet and waited for him to speak up to her, him seeming to just be thinking as he telepathed Tomina.

["You'll have to excuse this busy man for never having been in your life. We weren't so freely able to take visits to saiyan occupied space, nor did your mother really care for me beyond creating you. Go ahead and take your time to think on all this if you may, I have most the day today free for this conversation."]


Tomina

The girl was giving him quite the rundown. Seemed the mother really didn't like him all that well after the two got together. Ragnarok sighed and rolled up straight in his chair. Eyeing the young girl before him and giving her a hand gesture to 'hold' for the moment. If it wasn't for the fact basically every partner he had didn't care or hated him he wouldn't be so regressive in the next statement.

["And she told you this? Heh... well that's not much different a story from the others. Guess I deserve it for sleeping around and being active in my youth. You probably understand that notion right now better than I do. Guess I kicked myself in the gut for all of that."]
It was hard for the higher standing man now to admit he had wronged in the past. Tomina, if this was really the saiyan girl, would have been one of Ragnarok's last minglings before he straightened up. It's been around ten years since he got the spot and served as a head chair for the organization. Still, at least he had the gut and rationale to own up to it calmly.

You couldn't say the same about his sister.

["I'll be honest, I'd rather much catch up in person but that doesn't seem to be an option for either of us as of now. The least I could do is accommodate the questions. Feels less personal this way but here it's... You have... a dozen? No, thirteen half siblings. You have an aunt and two uncles. Too many grandparents and cousins to count or even recall. Your great great grandma works at a strip on Earth. Just a little fun tidbit to know about. As for the organization, you realize we have no homeworld, correct? Elemi have always been foreigners. We had one from eons ago we found records on. With enough luck we can bind the race together and have a place to call home. Home World Reclamation Effort. Silly name I know, something zany like "The Terraformers" I thought would snag more attention but noooooOooOo. Our leader is a bit set in his ways. Which is why I was hoping you'd be able to hear me out on it. Perhaps past just seeing me as your father you'd find passion in the cause. Or don't. I mostly just care for us as a race being strong in body and mind. A homeworld can be moral boosting and unifying, but it will not stave away invaders. In fact it may invite them. The Planet Trade is still large for a reason. No, we need more like you. Like me. Like most of your siblings, really."]
He'd go into detail a bit while taking drinks of his own coffee, watching the girl in the rom twist her thumbs around anxiously. She wasn't really sure what was going on.

"Oh sorry dear. Mental communication. Go ahead and start briefing me, I can multitask."
Confident in that ability alone he cleared his mental throat and pinged Tomina. Reassuring connection.

["I'm ready for any big things you throw at me. I can't answer anything too confidential but please.
Do go on."]

Tomina

As Tomina responded to the older flame in kind the younger woman next to him started briefing over today's schedule and contact she's had with those back at HOME. He concentration was strained making sure he was taking in both of their discussions. He had plenty of experience with this though, having to mess with Flare beforehand. Mentally that is. In terms of her response she knew well enough about planets just blowing up and becoming inhospitable. Recently that is, and in full saiyan way went on to explain conquering as an option for a home. A majority of the oligarchy that controlled the HWRE were too passive and weak for that option and Ragnarok was against purging the weak himself. What actually set him off was the rightful suspicion of his motives. Would he really had bothered with trying to find her?

["It's not a matter of if I'd bothered with it. For the past several years I've tried to, when I had free time, make amends for my naive ways. You happened to be one of the few furthest out of my bounds to even consider visiting. I don't expect you to help me just from blood, that'd be even worse to try insinuating. No, if I wanted tools we had plenty of young ones back HOME that would fit the bill. Your power is great, and yes it is the reason why I was ABLE to contact you. That didn't mean I didn't care. If I didn't care I wouldn't have my subpar heran daughter Vitalerra here in front of me.

One wouldn't think you could think Elemi was weak just by nature. You've felt your own strength, and those of similar elemental fortitude. We have strength, we lack unity. Cutting out the fact the saiyan empire you work under is nothing short of barbarous the thing they do have is drive. Will. A goal. That's what makes them strong. No, most of our kind are far too complacent with taking things slowly. With conforming to other society's rules and culture. My sister, your aunt, she was a lowly Earthling mechanic of earthly vehicles, barely strong enough to pick off a fresh saibaman, before I interfered. And she would have continued on that path if I hadn't nudged her."]

Passion and fire was heard through his mental voice as he delivered more of a rant than anything, rubbing his chin and giving the heran, Vitalerra, attention as well in doing so. This chick in question seemed chy just off appearance, stuttering every few lines she was delivering.

["I've no comment on you sleeping around. You can do as you please. As far as strong siblings? My girl,
you're the mightiest of them by lightyears. That is, with brute power. Be proud in that. You, however, are not the strongest in our family. No, that's reserved for your aunt. Flare. All the same energy, vibe, and heat I feel off you and more. Wrapped up inside a full blood elemi who was raised as an Earthling."]

The old flame looked aside the Heran and went to grab something inside the desk, fumbling around for some small disk that lit up s he touched it. Mid-conversation with Vitalerra he popped open this holodisk and started putting the conversation with the heran through it. Recording.

["Actually your aunt might become a problem for you if you aren't at least aware of what she's capable of and who she's against. Nasu, was it? Your glorious leader? It wasn't too long ago his life was threatened by some other saiyan. One you'd say isn't 'proper' by your standards, right? They're both warriors of Earth, allies. She'll be there if anyone, saiyan or not, comes around to try putting their claim to the already occupied blue sphere. I made sure of that myself."]

Tomina

He didn't quite expect the halfbreed to go on describing something sexual as that. And when he was referring to Herans. Ragnarok physically snorted and cracked a wide goofy smile at it which nearly sent the now seemingly timid Vita in a panic as she flinched and suddenly stopped the briefing she was giving. Ragnarok shook off the laugh quickly and shook his head, shutting his smile down hard.

"Oh, it's just this girl. The one's I'm telepathing. Actually, take a break for a moment. Tomina is wanting to say hi."
Ragnarok tapped the holodisk on the desk to pause it. The suddenness confused the assistant even further. She looked around for a moment, expecting someone coming from behind her through the door.

"Huh?"
Ragnarok pointed to his own head and winked at her.

["Think. We're all together now. We can all hear one another. Excuse any interference, doing it from this far is. A bit new -"]
But at that moment the younger heran's mind started racing. Her mental message came across way too fast to be comprehended. it all ended up being a muffled mess that just gave the audacious flames a headache.

"Slow down hun. Giving me a headache. One thing at a time, please."
Ragnarok rubbed his temples and took another drink of coffee as Vita, embarrassed, tried composing herself in her less comfortable chair. Straightening her hair, adjusting her gear and belongings. All the things, perhaps overdoing it just to have something in her hands to fidget around with.

["Hello? Is this right? Are you there?"]
Her mental voice seemed withdrawn. Almost like it was held back by some inability she had. I was slow and meticulous, probably from training herself not to just think everything at once. Ragnarok continued to listen while Vita was sorta baffled that she was getting to hear it all in her head. When everything was said and done the audacious flame just had to laugh.

["Hahahah. That sounded somewhat hostile. So, you understand our plight but are set in your ways by loyalty to a race. I at least see their culture is consistent with teaching everyone it's all about prowess and abusing the lessers. I've no fear of confrontation but I'm not going to sully around and destroy civilizations just because I can. The squishier and lenient council members even less so. Figures the strongest of you kids would have a detrimental upbringing.

I can't exactly tell you why or how I push your aunt. Most of what I can say is that there is a reason for it. A very good one. I just can't tell. Trust me when I say she's well adjusted to dealing with galactic issues. She's met everyone in person who has been blowing entire civilizations. The fallen god King Caesar and Nasu both. She has a particular hate of them. One that drove her to where she is now."]
Vita had been quiet for a while now, twiddling now with her thumbs and looking down s she heard her saiyan sibling be so calculative with possible destruction. It wasn't something she was comfortable with, being incredibly passive herself. Something very evident if Tomina were in person talking to her.

["That sounds harsh. Can't we just talk through things?"]
Ragnarok himself knew it wasn't that easy, sighing physically at his daughter before standing up with his cup of joe in hand. He'd remain silent and see what this little tidbit would invite from the more aggressive Tomina.

Tomina

["Skeletons? Are you joking? And... why the race stuff."]

Vita felt herself shake a bit as Tomina jokingly spoke of the skeletons and the degenerative value of her passive nature. Well, she was sort of shaken through most of the conversation actually. Having any sibling so vicious would, at least to her. Ragnarok was having fun just watching her squirm himself but the way she brought up her ways of fighting and killing. Wasteful. Not only that she started prying more into his secretive work, like she wasn't working under someone who went against his ideals.

["Killing off potential allies or tools is wasteful girl. Slaughtering the enemy indiscriminately, it leaves nothing of substance. I find it more interesting to watch people try to deal with reality. Overcome obstacles and threats. There's no threat to be had if you easily put them down, is there? A good fight would happen if you let them grow more. But I suppose that'd get in the way of your pillaging.

I have a good reason for not telling you much more about Flare. It's not like I don't know you'll most likely have to face her should the saiyans continue plundering planets. She's usable, if I give you the tools to destroy her she'd be of no use. Besides, she's kind of my sister. Who doesn't want a strong sibling who's a passionate, empathetic Earthling? A lot will use that empathy to put you as a main priority even above themselves should push come to shove.

Assuming you knew how you felt when you first transformed I've taken notice that those able are passionate, desperate, angry. Something along those lines. The emotion swells up to fuel their powerful forms. Judging by what I seen from multiple elemi I can confirm that it's more akin to a super saiyan transformation than anything else I witnessed. What am I meaning by that? The potential is there to go further.

Your Aunt has gone further than that initial step."]

Ragnarok turned to look out of the large clear pane back behind his desk. It's current view of the blue planet was clear and marvelous. Almost breathtaking. He had seen it too many times now but it still was a gentle place. Maybe it'd calm him down before he got riled. Still, he did plenty better than what his sister would have done by now.

["That's the problem, Tomina. You and most of that Kingdom of yours thinks everyone is an enemy. That everyone's out to get them. There are no boogiemen anymore dear. It's been shown that anyone from anyone can harbor betrayal and aggression to eliminate entire cities. Worlds. Races. Do you really think Nasu is helping preserve the saiyan race by wiping out other saiyans and passive societies?

What your mother taught you was filth. Disgusting tribalism that is selfish to the point of detriment. You will always find more people willing to stand against you when you make a monster of yourself. You think you can just eliminate entire worlds and think that anyone is safer for it? You give the saiyans too much credit.

They are bullies. Simple as that. If you were wise you'd pick fights more carefully. I guess you can't expect a culture so prideful and arrogant as the Kingdom's to get that however."]

Tomina