Where's The Leader (Satsu)

So this was Planet Namek.

It was full of life, but in a way that was different from earth. Where her own planet had bustling cities and faces, it also had pollution. Here, life seemed to be more peaceful, and one while sparse in technology, didn't seem to bother its inhabitants. Though she wondered if her companion had felt the same. Her gaze fell onto the brunette, who had shapeshifter into a bat, and seemed to be struggling to adjust. It was a sign that the form hadn't seen use in awhile, as well as an opportunity for herself, which she took upon noticing this difficulty.

There was nothing to be gained in offering her hands out to give the bat something to stand on. Rather, the opportunity presenting itself in such a form such as difficulties, would pave way for some other one to arise later. Whether it was good or bad, she had the belief that they would learn as they explored this part of the planet together. That was her belief in the universe. The idea that an action would produce something in return. Even something like an observation down the line, was what she would see as a gift, even if it wasn't for her, but someone else.

She could feel her fellow Vampire, in this transformed state, perching onto her shoulder, as her offer for a boost was accepted. It might lead to consequences for the brunette to not have been able to properly adjust herself, or it might just be a loss of time on their part. Whichever one it was, the question laid on her mind like the presence of the sun as a Vampire, and she took off into the air.

Though it was the ki doing all of the work, the practice she put into suppressing her own power, made it to where it was more like levitation. That heavy gush of wind she knew the others not apart of her main group to have, was less precise and condensed than her own. But that seemed to be a result for their desire of forcing power to come to them, rather than naturally.

This was what she had concluded, and even after opening her eyes again, and shaking her thoughts from the state of peace she used to start up this flight, she still couldn't wrap her mind around any other reason. They were leaving behind the others and the ship just as quickly as both the Majin and Saiyan had. Ki signatures she had gotten familiar with were fading away, but even beyond theirs, were numerous others she didn't normally focus on, but did so within this moment to go and get a feel of the area that they would leave behind for some time.

The presence she had felt, which was much different than the inhabitants of the planet that she could feel, came to her like taking a gasp of air. But as quick as it had came, it had gone away. This wasn't a matter of them having gone too far. Her level of sensing was beyond most of those she knew, only second to the lavender-haired girl from her group. The signature that she had felt willingly chosen to suppress itself. Whether it was out of fear or some other reason was another question, but the decision to pursue it wasn't one that would be left to the bat.

An offer was already extended to her ally, and with this new opportunity, she must grab it for herself. What part of the northern area they were about to head into was abandoned, as she stopped completely in midair. There wasn't any outlash or disagreement from the brunette as far as she could feel, though the girl should have been able to feel it also.

"Please, allow me to do this one."

It might not have been as strong as her sensing, but it was something. Slightly turning her head to ask the bat for her permission, she had continued flying towards the direction she had sensed the disappeared signature, after seeing the nod of approval. It was only going to be a quick warning towards the general direction. One which would acknowledge those of her allies who were positioned to guard the ship from anyone they didn't know and seemed to be hostile. It was only a matter of time before the creature they were healing, recovered from its injuries.

What would occur when it awoke, was something she would find out when they all gathered together again. But it was sure to be an exciting experience for those she knew. A test of resolve that her fellow Vampire would likely appreciate their handling of. It wasn't everyday after all, that one encountered an alien who was of a species with quite a reputation.

"Whoever is lurking around, know that my allies and I are here in relative peace. This planet here would otherwise have been destroyed the moment our group had separated If it appeases you at all, we were planning on observing the more livelier areas of the planet."

It would be false to state that they were here in complete peace. The actions of some of the others and their different approaches to scenarios was what made her state relative peace in the first place. One that was accompanied by a warning, before the offer of a solution. Three things in which from talks she had with the brunette in the past, she knew the girl would have approve of.

The corner of her lips had this curved into a slight smile as she made the proper gestures in the direction of the ship, and although she gave a pause after finishing, it was to gauge her companion's approval. Her transformed ally, by the looks of things, was busy thinking if the silence so far was any indication. Though from the expression, it was clear enough she had the girl's favor.

Turning away from the direction of where this hidden figure should have been, she took her leave in the direction she had said she was headed to. The speed at which they were flying at, wasn't one on the level of a dire need to get away, but one where it was quite capable of making out the shapes of those below them. It would seem as they had gotten closer to the main area where the Namekians lived, they came across figures wearing armor, which from their viewpoint, was similar to the mutual Saiyan that they had both knew was elsewhere on the planet.

So this must have been what the Supidoan had meant when he had said the planet had changed rather recently.

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The planet was different, she had heard.

In what way, she had chosen not to explore, though only because the Supidoan and his stories, were ones she couldn't bear to listen to. The fact of the matter was, she had told it wouldn't be something she would have to worry about.

As it should be, seeing as how the only inhabitants roaming this planet, should have been just the Namekians. But while her ability to sense the power of others, wasn't as refined as the others, even she was able to tell that things were different. The kind of signatures she felt while not worrying, were more numerous than she imagined.

What she knew about the green being she was looking for, was that he was nomadic, and had a sense of peace to him which her more space born allies, admitted was natural for his people. Through reasoning and her own experiences, it was rather easy to infer a race of this sort, would be better off having a more condensed population.

Like a traveling group of some kind. This was true for some of the signatures, though she wouldn't say all of them felt that way. Even if they were just pertaining to whatever they normally partook in, she would have thought beings who some of her allies refer to as 'slugs', wouldn't have a need for anything beyond the consumption of water.

Any fighting as well, however sparse she imagined it might be, should have also fell within a certain reach. It was too early to mark it as a sign of a threat. Especially when she had yet to witness any notable power levels.

Even the allies she had left back on earth, held more strength than the Namekians, and whoever else was here with them. Measly strength alone for sure, though forces joining together would be a different thing entirely.

The climb up onto her companion's shoulder, difficult as it might have been, was made up for as they took off, and her suspicions were right. For a moment, she had sensed a power level far greater than any of the others ahead.

It was too weak to have been the Namekian she had been looking for though, and the signature didn't feel the same either. She knew the man to like holding back, but she couldn't see his strength having regressed from the last time they had met. This was someone else, and she had seen the opportunity to have her questions answered.

Though as she pulled her wings down, which would have been her just straightening herself, if she had been in her regular form, she found that the silver-haired girl had took that chance instead.

A decision that would have been a mistake, if not for the Vampire asking for permission, and as she turned her head to listen, do it in a way that had addressed the three things she would have enjoyed talking down to this hidden figure.

It was difficult to be spiteful at someone who was doing things right. If her companion hadn't already proved herself, she would have questioned whether or not the girl was capable of reading her mind. But it was established between them the girl would feel her wrath, if she or anyone else in her coven, were foolish enough to go and do so.

The mind, whether one was human or not, held within it all sorts of memories and things significant to a person. For there to be a real possibility of invading that, was a weakness she hadn't trained herself to block and overcome.

"Good work, though I'd appreciate it if I'm the one that gets to talk down to them."

Though it was different if it was just telepathic communication. That tug on her mind, light as it was, still surprisingly required a certain hold to it, in order to establish a connection. Or at the very least, it was for her.

She was able to talk fine in this form, thankfully, though this form of communication was beyond useful. Whoever this being they had both felt was, they weren't going to get any info unless she had approved or chosen to give it.

"My apologies. I'll do my best to give you some leeway."

The vampire had flew away after her announcement, both vocally and mentally, allowing her to settle comfortably again for the moment. As ridiculous as it might have seem for the girl to have gone shouting at someone who purposely suppressed their power, and possibly just scattered away, there was also a chance that they would follow.

But where it would lead if such a decision was made, depended on cooperation. If she had been here to take over the planet, she and her allies would have surely been enough to go about doing it. That move she had in her arsenal, was one that could easily destroy the planet at its full power. She was sure of it. But she was a reasonable person.

Her decisions weren't one without judgment. That was the decision she could so easily choose to make, because she had both the power and resources to potentially get away with it. This was what the people here would learn.

All she needed was to find the right audience to listen. With that signature not having made an appearance, it was easy to distinguish that presence from those below them. A mix of Namekians and what looked to be people with armor.

The former were an expected sight, but the latter was one she found peculiar, though unable to make out. Not when they were approaching with the out of sight, out of mind ideology, with this flight. She didn't bother to hide the power she held, even in this form, unlike her ally, though she cared not if they looked. What would she have to fear?

The idea that there were people out there stronger than her, was one which she had acknowledged after witnessing the destruction of the Saiyan Outpost on the Southern Islands. But power wasn't one to fear. More so, it would instill within her caution, with the kind of pressure she knew could be let out. Like a presence that couldn't be escaped.

What speed her companion was going at, wasn't one which anyone would have trouble chasing after. It was slower than she liked, but not one she couldn't say wasn't appropriate for what they were doing. To not only find notable power levels that could be the Namekian she was looking for, but also some ritual of sorts for those artifacts.

With limitless power at their grasps, they must occasionally have used those things. Not for uses that couldn't be fixed with time, she imagined, but she could see the idea of them doing some kind of mass revival for those fallen too early. That was her theory at least, from what she knew about the magic these artifacts had. Though a bit of a waste in her eyes. Resurrection wasn't something to be played with, even if death for some people, did come too early.

Much like earlier, the sudden appearance of the signature they had left, came about. While the silver-haired girl didn't slow down her flight, as she should, a look was given at whoever this was. Young, was what went through her head. The tone in that voice, and its directness, she thought was also similar to her young Saiyan ally.

But this girl and her appearance, was one which should have been an anomaly. For what reason would someone human looking need to travel to a planet like this? There were no possessions nor valuables that man's people have, which they would be willing to give away. This kind of planet was so clearly just sparse with technology.

"Your appearance here would be one of those observations."

Perching away from her companion's shoulder, who had taken this as a sign to stop flying, she had made her way onto the girl's head, wings pulling down as she crooned the answer to one of the girl's questions. The mistake by this girl was acknowledging what she had been thinking about this place, and the invitation to go and continue talking.

Even without her real form, she was far above this girl's strength. It would be a waste to not make that part clear through what else she wanted to reveal with what had been proposed to her so far. Nothing that would be too much.

"It's curious you would say there's nothing here, when you don't look remotely Namekian. Even stranger that what could potentially be seen as apprehension, was immediately cleared away."

Though still in her bat form, her voice and tone wasn't too different from her natural voice. A bit higher, but not something she would see as degrading enough to revert back to her normal form. If the girl wanted answers, perhaps this would be the best approach, seeing as how she had made herself out to be so willing to go and offer help.

"Won't you speak about yourself first, seeing as how my companion already did so earlier?"

Head slightly tilted to the side, both her expression and power should have been clear enough, she wasn't just any ordinary bat. Whether that would affect the girl's answers at all, didn't really matter to her.

What did was testing patience.

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Telepathy was a peculiar thing.

While it had came naturally to her, sometime after being turned into a Vampire, the fact that she had another form of communication was astounding. Language was an ability that seemed simple to grasp, given the time and development, but it was actually more complex than what most people would give credit for. Nature was the proof of that.

Animals, although were able to talk in their own language, could not communicate with humans, or vice versa. There were language barriers, mostly physical, but telepathy could possibly be the key to getting around that.

She was thankful for this gift. Practiced it whenever she found it appropriate to do so. To spend time completely on one thing, and one thing alone, would not shift or create any opportunities. Things could be missed, and what nudges required to put events towards a certain direction might take even longer than what should be necessary.

That was her belief, and what she always tended to speak for or about. There were no ulterior motives to 'talk down' to anyone as her fellow Vampire was suggesting. What words she spoke of, got across what was needed.

Much like how the bat wanted to do most of the speaking. The flight away from the strong presence, was a short one where she was able to better observe the surroundings. Better feel who and what were below them.

A reward for her patience came in the form of that presence following not long after taking their leave, revealing itself to be a girl with human qualities, like her and their other allies. But as they were living proof that appearances weren't everything, she knew this to couldn't have been as simple as it appeared to be.

Confirmation was gained, as she accepted and agreed to the proposition the bat had made earlier, accommodating the animal as much as possible, while it talked to their mysterious follower. Though it might have been with the other girl's own nudging towards this direction, it was revealed that this person was an alien.

The name of the planet wasn't familiar to her, but from the movement she was feeling ontop of her head, her companion seemed to be familiar. Interest took place in her eyes, as she knew where her questions and comments should lie.

"I suppose this isn't a good thing?"

"Unfortunately."

Tugging onto the link that they shared through telepathy, it was a rather quick and short exchange from the other Vampire, who from further movements ontop of her head, didn't like what was heard. The reason as to why became clear as the girl introduced herself to be a Saiyan, and one who was apart of some new alliance now. It was subtle, but she felt small wisps of air in which she could only go and assume meant the animal had lowered her wings downward.

"Whether trouble comes depends on cooperation, of which you seem to pay sparse attention to. My companion has already said we come in relative peace, and this will continue, so long as I hear what I like."

A bit of pain came from her head, followed by the distinct flap of wings, along with the smell of blood. Her own blood. Temptation struck her to mat it down, but she found her gaze had instead followed after the flying bat, who flew in front of her. Perhaps her disregard for her own needs was a sign they should move away from higher ground.

"It's disappointing to admit I'm already hearing things I disagree with."

Though it would be a mistake to believe that her fellow Vampire had been finished. The flight off her head, and between her and their follower, was a decision that seemed to be leading towards something more opinionated.

Even while the girl was a bat, she was still able to recognize the tone in her voice, which going from the advice she had been given earlier, was meant to talk down the Saiyan that was in front of them. It was easy for others to hold an opinion of such things, but the decision of others, was one meant to be left alone. To reap their own grievances.

Wiping down the speck of blood her companion had unintentionally induced on her, what remained of the substance, had made its way to her lips. Patience was a virtue, and her actions were deserving enough to have a moment for herself.

"However...I'll put aside my ire for the moment, and if it means showing some good faith, I won't look over how meaningless introductions can be."

Putting a wing over herself like it was a cape, the other Vampire's body seemed to have collapsed and folded over itself, until reforming into the human appearance she knew the girl to have. Although there was a different pressure in the air with this shapeshifting, and one which she recognized to be a power that was even lower than her own level.

Refined Control. It was a bit of a shaky entrance, much like when the girl had shapeshifted into a bat, though being in both the air and having been in such a tiny form for so long, this was one that could be excused.

"Please, allow me to do the introductions."

Though she never knew her companion not to have some reason behind her actions. Putting her trust into the other girl would surely lead them somewhere even more promising. They had already learned more than they already had before.

"Lady Rukia, and I, Natsumi of Planet Dirt, are Vampires. We might look like the humans there, but my lady wishes for anyone not to compare us to those sort. Depending on your knowledge of our culture, information about us should be plentiful, but mixed with only partial truths to comfort the kind of power they cannot grasp."

While a reply had not been sent through the shared telepathic link, it was safe to say this was the better decision to take upon, knowing the kind of wrath that could be displayed by the Vampire, who had a good few years of experience.

Her own explanation should have also been more than enough for the other girl to recover, and room to continue 'talking down' to the Saiyan if she had wished to. It was clear there were some things on the mind to speak of.

"If you wish to talk, then we may on lower ground. Know that isn't a ploy to leave, and if you would like some continued good faith, then my companion can stay within your reach, by the pull of her hair if needed."

Voice less high pitched, and containing more of a tone meant to challenge any doubts, the other girl had waved dismissively, confidently even closing the piercing red eyes in that state as her back was turned away.

She abided by the demands of the other Vampire, but whether or not the Saiyan took her time in answering, her companion had already made it clear she was going down. It was similar to her own earlier speed, though like with most things when it came to the girl's leadership, this just had a certain kick to it that carried boldness.

"I hope you're not troubled. We've already stated our conditions, and I'm sure my lady wouldn't oppose to explaining again that we do come here in relative peace."

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Rukia activates Refined Control: 1,541,232

Silence.

Some would find it to be one of life's greatest joys, when being involved in matters that requires it, and while she was able to appreciate such moments, she appreciated the insights that silence could bring even more.

This Saiyan made herself pretty clear that she was cultured, and not the only ones either. These energy signatures that felt off to her, and sights of people wearing armor, must have all been with her.

The idea that there were groups of Saiyans who were seeking peace, was a thought she found to be beyond infuriating. It went against what she knew about the people in general, and their apparent, undying lust for battle.

She considered herself to be open-minded, but it was a difficult thing to consider, when also factoring in her own morals. Resources and allies were needed to be put to use, so that she could garner more wealth, and some semblance of loyalty that could have her further her plans of power. Whether it was through legal or other means, it didn't matter.

Guided by her hand, Vampires would be a dominating race that would leave behind others in their wake. Currently nothing but a dream which reach felt short, but it still remained to be a soothing thought in the presence of a girl who wrongfully desired peace. Looking the red-head over, she couldn't help but think of one fitting possibility.

"Continue to speak on my behalf for the moment, will you?"

The tug necessary for telepathic communication, much like the sun feeling like a presence on her body, proved itself to be difficult holding onto. Though Vampires in media were known to have an affinity for such things, clearly, that had to do with one's way of thinking. Her own use of it required picturing her silver-haired companion, but in a way that the image of the girl wouldn't be drained of its color, like most things tended to do, picturing them.

"You said that your group have been here for quite awhile, and a few months, was it? This change is rather unexpected for those who have always known Saiyans to have a thirst battle."

The reply had came in the form of an answer to the girl who found them to be suspicious, said in a way that what flow of conversation they had, was kept going. As her ally had spoke, she continued to toy with the idea that this Saiyan Alliance, could have really consisted of hybrids. A whole army, she imagined, of those cultured and with Saiyan genes.

They were people who dared to call themselves Saiyan, even though just about every hybrid she met throughout each of the cities, revealed themselves to have lost their original culture, or having apparently not known it at all.

It was sickening that history could be easily be forgotten, just because one was raised elsewhere. How were mistakes made in the past, supposed to be avoided? Successes recognized, and drive one or many to go and do even better?

Hybrids, those who at least knew of their culture, but chose not to pursue old traditions and practices, she found were doing nothing more but being a bane on those that did. This girl and her little alliance was clearly apart of this annoyance, if they were as willing to throw away norms for peace, as the Saiyan was making themselves out to be.

There were two particular events she could personally see going down, for attempting to go on this path. The rest of Saiyan society which she knew and favored more than this one, would likely go on and bring this group to extinction.

A war would occur of course, seeing as how this group would have to defend themselves, but that was the laughable thing. Months of so called peace, ruined, as they would have to abandon their pacifist ways in order to live.

The other event was that things weren't as perfect as this Saiyan was making things out to be. Surely there had to be some boredom being on a planet full of slugs, and having to abandon the reins of destruction. Were they really no exiles that was once apart of this group, and told to leave? No group that had fighting in their blood, could just be that perfect with only a few months of being away from their home planet. She wouldn't believe such a thing.

"I'm sure Lady Rukia would be willing to part with some knowledge of our own people, so long as you do the same."

Being back on solid ground again, was certainly more preferable than having to talk in the air. Especially at such heights. She knew there to be uses when it came to being aerial, but her type of speed was more catered to land than the air. Not that she couldn't transition if her life was dependent on it. Things would just be shaky until her movements could be better refined. That was one of the things about using ki she had to go and learn since turning.

She felt the gaze of her companion fall onto her, as her title was addressed, and her own thoughts on what was said, she had acknowledged with only the slight twitching curve of her lips. Too much was on her mind to really say anything just yet, and she didn't yet see an opportunity to do so anyhow. What power she had displayed, hardly seemed to have gotten much of a reaction out of the girl. Difficult to really believe her second theory wasn't likely.

There had to have been someone the girl knew with power even greater than what she carried, if what pressure she was exuding from this transformation of hers, could only go on and bring silence. Judgment she wasn't aware of.

"That would be for my lady to best explain."

Again, she was acknowledged by the other Vampire, though the situation was more suited to her tastes this time around. The piercing red eyes she gained with this form, practically glowed with delight, as her lips curved up with interest.

"It's been more of a bother than you could realize, hearing this alliance of yours have really gone and give up fighting, as my companion had said, in just a few months. Could it be because your group consist of solely hybrids?"

Her response hadn't been what was asked, though she wasn't exactly done either. Of all the things she had heard so far, this was the one most curious on her mind, and a question she oh so wanted to confirm her suspicions.

If they were solely hybrids, then she would have to go and be reasonable with talking down to this one. Though if it turned out to be a mix of both, then there would still be caution, but it would lead to other questions.

The words this girl had shared made it as if it really was settled her group wanted to live in peace. That an outsider like her, if tested just one of them, wouldn't drive this one to the brink of abandoning this peace nonsense.

"I suppose if you're willing to part with information, then I will admit we're here for three things. One of which, as said earlier, though you might have missed, is your alliance's presence on this planet.

This leader of yours must be remarkable, if going by your words that your people have long settled, there are sparse exiles. Even the Namekians aren't that perfect, having met one that left this planet for his own reasons, though that curiosity of his showed there are certainly flaws to be had in a group which practiced peace longer than your own."

Excited would be what described the tone in her voice the most, which if the Saiyan had been paying attention to what she had personally said since their encounter, was due to being able to talk down to the girl, with what had been established.

The Saiyan's greeting earlier was just more suited to a Namekian, now knowing she was a different kind of Saiyan.

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There were no wrong answers, but ones that no one was looking for.

It was what the brunette had assured her once was true, and judging from the response this Saiyan had gave, this was leaning towards the latter, yet still held some middle ground. They were hearing information they had not previously known, as far as she was aware, yet the other Vampire wasn't one who seemed to even remotely like being wrong.

The girl was the type to speak with a purpose, and one which must have considered any responses that could be given. So she had remained silent as the red-head talk, preparing herself if needed to speak in her companion's place.

"Make note of her words."

That pull on their telepathic link, brought a response that was as short as the last one. The reasons were quite clear to her, knowing someone needed to continue speaking, in order to avoid rousing possible suspicion.

However, there those who would have taken such responses offensively, perhaps even thinking them as distant. That mindset would be unreasonable, if one were to truly be under the lead of someone who was like the brunette.

The kind of power that the Vampire held, was enough to warn that decisions weren't meant to be questioned too excessively, if at all. There was clear confidence the girl had, and something she was unsure of, would at least be noted to her in private. A change in the air, and even more power, made itself known her companion wasn't pleased.

She didn't need to look to know the girl's next form had been taken, red eyes holding onto that glow, but alongside with it, were the growth of claws and elongated fangs. A power of someone their kin would deem Countess of the Night.

"Misunderstandings are likely when one has experience with Namekians, and a reasonable thought your group would be like-minded. But if you're really choosing to refute that, then I must question where your drives lie, choosing to refrain from the practical beliefs of your other half, even if your leader would be a better fit for explaining."

Compared to her companion, the difference between their tones were rather noticeable with their latest conversation. Whatever reasons there might have been, she was certain the other Vampire took credit for the change.

There had already been a good mix of both something one side would find pleasant, and the other not as much. Rather large changes such as these might advance certain thoughts quicker than what time could give alone.

"The same can be extended towards our other allies, and certain interest in your kin."

The mention of this girl's companion and possible interest in their kin, sounded more fitting as a spoken thought out loud. Even so, she knew not to leave the brunette answering something that might be considered trivial in her eyes.

What pauses the red-head was showing, seemed to be indicative of difficulty in being able to properly gather her thoughts, in a way that might lead to even bigger gaps. There was patience to be had when it came to information, but patience was dependent on one's own mood. Wasn't really fitting, seeing as how the girl's power would likely continue.

"If your numbers are truly dwindling, then I might have a proposal. Though as you've said, it might be more befitting given to your leader."

The Saiyan's tone had changed, but looking at the other Vampire, she didn't seem to be phased at all. This next response hadn't really carried the same tone from earlier regarding the girl's own thoughts about being wrong.

A bit of a reversal, and what she had correctly assumed was nearing the end of this conversation, as they were given their own proposal. The response from her companion had been a simple gesture for the way to be led.

Her own opinions about what others did, might not have been more open than others, but she was still able to see for herself the kind of different things would be, if not for culture. Such an offer as they had been given, could be taken differently from the change in tone they were given. But not one undeserved, but rather returned.

"A bit foolish to allow an audience without trials. Be aware of the surroundings, knowing what power can do."

No matter what kind of differences that weren't being made aware however, the offer seemed to still remain true. Another tug at their telepathic link, and she heard the brunette's voice once more. Much longer than previous responses, but still concise. It was the best that was likely to happen while they walked, with what was said so far.

The leader of this Saiyan, she didn't recall ever hearing about. But the other Vampire wasn't one to really let on if she knew less. They were certainly unaware of what had been happening on this planet, for the last few months.

Things were quiet with their journey towards this leader, but certainly not unrewarding. The liveliness this encampment had felt nice, and she noticed quite a few seemed to have had more strength than what was detected earlier.

With this being a place it was clear they called home, it was no mystery as to why. She appreciated the sights, but looking at what they wore, her thoughts had also gone back to the Saiyan ally they had. This sense of peace she imagined would likely be scoffed at, with the lack of obvious, but useful things such as gravity machines.

They were led past the largest building, where a school of sorts seemed to be in attendance. The Saiyan in charge, was acknowledged to be the leader of this alliance, and much like how the red-head had been, he was mostly welcoming.

"More so what you seem to be capable of, and the kind of power you've yet to even reveal."

With certain exceptions regarding its situation, fully concealing her strength, wasn't something which the other Vampire seemed to really do, knowing how often it was just released at the mansion. There would have to be leverage to be had not to just go and reveal everything, and for something like this to be admitted, she had no doubts for it.

This leader didn't go blond the way she knew a Saiyan was capable of doing. Their own ally had already proven compared to their own kin, the transformations Saiyans had were much less refined and controlled. More wild if anything.

"Our presence here isn't something that can be easily explained in a matter of just a sentence, so I do ask for some patience, having heard that this group has taken a different approach from the other faction."

The view of the man was partially concealed as the other girl took a step in front, although didn't move an inch closer. Hearing what was said, and sharing the same experience as the Vampire, it was difficult not to also feel some form of disbelief. Their own Saiyan ally could produce such a notable temper, which seemed to be inherent.

"Perhaps it would be best to start with confirming if any of those you're in charge of, have anything to do with the destruction of that outpost on Planet Dirt's Southern Islands. There's not many beings that can cause that kind of damage. While you might have also started to move on from any ties to our planet, I do find myself curious of your current beliefs on the capabilities of those that protect it."

Her own part in the conversation, as her companion spoke, would seem to rely on acknowledging accomplishments, if she was reading things right. Whose accomplishments wouldn't matter, so long as there weren't any pauses in conversation.

Hopefully, they would leave with what the other girl wanted.

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Usually people would be proud.

To possess a power that hadn't even begun to reach the limits she had heard of, greater than even her own at the moment, was one deserving of a smirk if she ever saw one. Though he hadn't chosen to do such a thing.

That was the thing that came with experience, she supposed. Not needing to boast about power through words, but with actions, even though she didn't consider there to be anything wrong with doing both. Knowing he and his alliance were trying to make themselves out to be good enough to live with the Namekians, however, it was appropriate.

Her believing how true this peace of theirs was didn't matter. What concerned her, and would continue to take her attention, was whether or not she could form something from this group of theirs. Life was made easier siding with the winners, using what resources they had, and only having to exchange what the other would consider valuable.

For many that could be resources they wouldn't be able to get so easily, while others wanted something more like being able to fight for them. Like some pawn that could be used in a way that her allies were serving her.

Nothing that would be said outright as such, with morals and the like usually getting in the way, but it was the truth. Him displaying his power in the first place, held words that sounded as if it were supposed to hold a question.

One which she would have declined, already having known what a Super Saiyan was, and the idea of coming here to meet one, was simply ridiculous. She wasn't one to get enamored over a power and transformation not even her own.

But he had shown it before she could even get a word out, hair and eyes changing without much effort, while also releasing a pressure that was similar to her own, although felt just a tad bit different. Stronger even.

She found it to be irritating truthfully, but it wasn't something she would voice, when she was trying to gain something from this audience in the first place. His appearance truly had a similar look to her youngest ally, though unlike the girl, whose aura tended to wildly spike around, this was more in line to her own transformations.

He did say he was holding back however, so it wasn't much of a surprise. A rather bold claim to go and say it was enough to destroy the planet. That was one of the things that made her own kin better than most.

No matter how much power she could possibly exert herself, the full extent was more something which bottled inside, releasing when force was met with force. But that seemed to be more of a biological thing, if her experience with studying those she had invited to her mansion, was any indication at all. None were truly of this power however.

"It's appreciated, though not necessary. I've been acquainted with a young Saiyan for several months now. She's reached that level, but yet to have grasped beyond. If it's anything like I've heard however, the difference lies more in the power that is exuded, excluding the changes in hair."

If there was any leverage she currently had with being allowed such an audience, one of them would be having her own Saiyan. Clearly unaffiliated with either of these factions going on, if being with her served as any indication.

A summation of only about a piece of why she was here in the first place, was raised into an actual question. She was interested in knowing their ideals in a way that red-head was unable to understand, yes, but there were other aspects.

The encampment they had going on would be considered adorable, compared to what it could be, with the proper resources. Though she had a feeling they had chosen to live on this planet for its simplicity, than comfort.

She allowed him to go on and explain what he felt was complete enough, keeping things in mind she wanted to say herself. They weren't here to start wars, but would that really be possible if the leader of the other faction had decided to come after him? Something must have been keeping the other side from attacking this planet.

Their Guru was likely powerful, but he wouldn't be able to beat a culture that thrived on fighting. She had heard about an honor code from her own Saiyan, but that tended to differ more based on the background they had.

The idea of forming a contract was interesting, but even more was how despite being seen as the leader of this whole group, they were acting on their own regards. Willing to just abide to things that were their own tastes.

"You might not want to start a war, but it's only a matter of time before that sanction your alliance has branched away from, collides with this one. Willingly or not. I assume there must have been a falling out, and if what I've heard from my own that this culture has a taste of pride on the mind, then they'd surely come back for seconds, depending on just who the winner was."

Knowing less than someone else, wasn't something that sit well with her. But there was plenty that went on within space, compared to her own planet, where it was perfectly excusable of not knowing. One of those being any battle both this alliance and the faction they had broke off from, possibly had, which news wouldn't reach her own planet.

Ignorance wasn't an excuse however. It made her susceptible into being viewed as less than competent than she really was. That was one of the things about living on a planet people referred to as Dirt. Undeserved perspectives.

"So decoy or not, you couldn't prevented its destruction. Those ruins that could easily have been mistaken must have been a battle, was actually the sole cause of another."

They weren't questions, but more something to have afloat into the air, knowing just how much this group was confident that they were able to handle their own. It might have been something of a past event, but it was something to learn from nonetheless. To go and ignore it, would just say to her, give off the impression, they would save themselves.

"It might not have been a recent event, sure, though it's still always a possibility, if you really view our forces that way. Competent as she might be, the queen of the planet, even if she were to join what fighters I hear work with the planet's guardian, would still likely have a hard time against a just as competent army."

Whether the Queen of Earth, had even reached out to these people, she couldn't possibly be aware of. But with the kind of wealth and power such a position had, there was nothing stopping that kitsune from taking such an opportunity.

She disagreed when it came to viewing her planet's forces that way, having quite the preference for what Majins she knew lived on the planet, and what they were capable of doing. They just needed to be guided in the proper direction that the Queen and her laws of neutrality, and kinship, just weren't likely to allow. But it was livable.

Not an ordeal which would have her unwilling to live on the planet she had been born from. It would take much more than something like politics to go and have her willing to live anywhere than a place she was familiar with.

"Because as you've said, a force that could rival what some might consider to be the big bad, are few in number. I'm sure you must have thought of a way to combat it, if you're alliance is as helpful as you're making them out to be. But I will say that my own kinship, who are waiting on a ship around this region, can do better.

It's in our very vains to tap, refine, and control power which in that of your people's hands, is likely to be as destructive as you've said. Something possibly attributed to a biological difference, if you're not willing to believe in the Anubians, and how they handle their power. Though I can also simply propose a reform of my Saiyan companion, one who I've been told left your originally planet well before these recent events.

You're affairs when it comes to schooling, do seem just."

Laying nearly all her cards on the table, was practically what she was doing as she had spoke, carefully phrasing things in a way that agreed with what he was saying, and even considering the idea he had a solution.

But she had one of her own, which she knew fair well was something to work towards. Exactly why she had also, much like Satsu, was using one of her own as possible leverage. Only someone who could possibly relate better.

She still had other ideas in mind, if he was insistent on declining them, for regular, though those were more something to work for on her own terms and pace. Rather than something set by his little group here.

All in all, she had confidence in what she was doing.

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