Post by Deleted on Aug 19, 2017 5:12:02 GMT -5
Zartreon had learned much of the universe since he'd left his families estate; Namely that it was a very dirty, mean and often smelly place to be, he his teal skin crawled just thinking about it but he refused to be discouraged from his noble and beautiful goals, he would live up to the stories he'd read about in that enchanting book he'd gotten on import from earth about Chivalrous Knights fighting for good and valour against the forces of darkness, a thought that made him tingle all over.
It wasn't as easy as the books made it out to be of course, he was no fool, he knew that they were stories not accounts of factual events so for now he'd opted to remain quietly observing the events unfolding around his home system and learning what he could from those who were willing to teach him and those whom were not but had big mouths, little sense and terrible complexion in equal measure, he'd lived a deeply sheltered life amongst his family, supported by their wealth, enabled by there influence and connections to pursue any goal he'd desired and before he'd left he'd put that to use arranging training from the finest crocolisk Instructors money could buy.
It wasn't that he had a problem with other species of course, simply that they were in the best position to teach him about his innate nature and power than even the most talented sayian or perceptive namekian, that they were also handsome and beautiful to look upon, pleasant company and more than willing to indulge in a quick game of croquet or bowls as peers was merely a bonus.
now after months and months of Sparing, Yoga, Pilates, Squats and Juice he felt that he was ready the dark green bruises he'd once looked upon with disdain he know thought of with prides, adornments of honour and strength that had faded with time, that the mayakyo star was on its way out now was also nice; though he had been encouraged to tolerate the hideous form the celestial object evoked from his flesh for the power it could provide he felt it would be wiser to make a good first impression on those he met and so had quietly awaited for its influence to wane before making himself known to the universe at large.
Though right now that took the form of taking on simple jobs working to rid the sector of small time criminals, smugglers mostly, the occasional serial killer as well though he tried to avoid those as they were prone to being utterly filthy with blood from numerous sources and to be honest rather creepy, though on top of the experience and the money he was also getting quite the work out, he couldn't help but admire himself more and more with each passing day, his body was lithe but powerful, unblemished teal skin on top of firm, steely sinew.
needless to say he was feeling particularly good about himself as he strolled through the commercial level of the space port of Planet Ochad a wad of completed bounties in his pocket, a smile on his face and the artificial light gleaming on his ornamental but otherwise useless armour.
He merely needed to turn these in but being rather pleased with himself he deigned to take something of a victory lap around the stations recreation park, exchange pleasant words with the locals and maybe grab a bite to eat before heading to the bounty office to receive his payment, nothing could knock him down out of his good mood, not the Unsavoury sensation of the demonic Makyo star's pull, not the mugger he incapacitated somewhere between the park and market not having a bounty or much money on his person.
Infact is was such a good day he decided he would treat himself, stopping in at an ice-cream parlour he'd frequented before he'd undertaken his burden of glorious purpose, ridding the universe of evil.
it was with a big, gleeful grin that he approached the counter, though he wouldn't allow himself to indulge in a parfait there was a far more healthy and perhaps most importantly, fashionable item on the menu, a little treat from earth that had caught on in this corner of the northern galaxy
"I'll have a lemon Sorbet Please, in one of those charming little glasses, thank you."
Eagerly handing over the money and taking a window seat in the front of the shop he turned his thoughts to the future; running around and beating up small time criminals was all well and good but it wouldn't bring any major changes about, nor was it the best paying work he'd ever undertaken; He would need some means of sustaining himself now he'd forsaken the wealth and shelter of his families holdings.
He would need to put his second greatest aspect to use, his brilliantly cunning mind to make the correct investments with the pay for his grunt work here whilst also establishing his name.
So deeply he was in thought that he'd almost missed the cute waitress approaching with his frozen treat, though manners were a reflex for a gentleman of his calibre, thanking and tipping her he wasted no time in digging in with the delightfully dainty spoon, were it made of silver it would've been a nearly perfect ensemble, but alas it was simple stainless steel, oh well, the sorbet was more than delightful enough to make up for it as he turned over his plans for the future in his head.
WC: 930
[Repressed Form] -25% PL +10% PL Gain
Vanity: +10% Zeni
PL: 1,531
(Repressed form active)
Detectable PL: 1,000
Zeni Please.
It wasn't as easy as the books made it out to be of course, he was no fool, he knew that they were stories not accounts of factual events so for now he'd opted to remain quietly observing the events unfolding around his home system and learning what he could from those who were willing to teach him and those whom were not but had big mouths, little sense and terrible complexion in equal measure, he'd lived a deeply sheltered life amongst his family, supported by their wealth, enabled by there influence and connections to pursue any goal he'd desired and before he'd left he'd put that to use arranging training from the finest crocolisk Instructors money could buy.
It wasn't that he had a problem with other species of course, simply that they were in the best position to teach him about his innate nature and power than even the most talented sayian or perceptive namekian, that they were also handsome and beautiful to look upon, pleasant company and more than willing to indulge in a quick game of croquet or bowls as peers was merely a bonus.
now after months and months of Sparing, Yoga, Pilates, Squats and Juice he felt that he was ready the dark green bruises he'd once looked upon with disdain he know thought of with prides, adornments of honour and strength that had faded with time, that the mayakyo star was on its way out now was also nice; though he had been encouraged to tolerate the hideous form the celestial object evoked from his flesh for the power it could provide he felt it would be wiser to make a good first impression on those he met and so had quietly awaited for its influence to wane before making himself known to the universe at large.
Though right now that took the form of taking on simple jobs working to rid the sector of small time criminals, smugglers mostly, the occasional serial killer as well though he tried to avoid those as they were prone to being utterly filthy with blood from numerous sources and to be honest rather creepy, though on top of the experience and the money he was also getting quite the work out, he couldn't help but admire himself more and more with each passing day, his body was lithe but powerful, unblemished teal skin on top of firm, steely sinew.
needless to say he was feeling particularly good about himself as he strolled through the commercial level of the space port of Planet Ochad a wad of completed bounties in his pocket, a smile on his face and the artificial light gleaming on his ornamental but otherwise useless armour.
He merely needed to turn these in but being rather pleased with himself he deigned to take something of a victory lap around the stations recreation park, exchange pleasant words with the locals and maybe grab a bite to eat before heading to the bounty office to receive his payment, nothing could knock him down out of his good mood, not the Unsavoury sensation of the demonic Makyo star's pull, not the mugger he incapacitated somewhere between the park and market not having a bounty or much money on his person.
Infact is was such a good day he decided he would treat himself, stopping in at an ice-cream parlour he'd frequented before he'd undertaken his burden of glorious purpose, ridding the universe of evil.
it was with a big, gleeful grin that he approached the counter, though he wouldn't allow himself to indulge in a parfait there was a far more healthy and perhaps most importantly, fashionable item on the menu, a little treat from earth that had caught on in this corner of the northern galaxy
"I'll have a lemon Sorbet Please, in one of those charming little glasses, thank you."
Eagerly handing over the money and taking a window seat in the front of the shop he turned his thoughts to the future; running around and beating up small time criminals was all well and good but it wouldn't bring any major changes about, nor was it the best paying work he'd ever undertaken; He would need some means of sustaining himself now he'd forsaken the wealth and shelter of his families holdings.
He would need to put his second greatest aspect to use, his brilliantly cunning mind to make the correct investments with the pay for his grunt work here whilst also establishing his name.
So deeply he was in thought that he'd almost missed the cute waitress approaching with his frozen treat, though manners were a reflex for a gentleman of his calibre, thanking and tipping her he wasted no time in digging in with the delightfully dainty spoon, were it made of silver it would've been a nearly perfect ensemble, but alas it was simple stainless steel, oh well, the sorbet was more than delightful enough to make up for it as he turned over his plans for the future in his head.
WC: 930
[Repressed Form] -25% PL +10% PL Gain
Vanity: +10% Zeni
PL: 1,531
(Repressed form active)
Detectable PL: 1,000
Zeni Please.