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When she had first heard the new upon her arival towards this newer planet, she would admit she was the tiniest bit nervous for her first time alone. After all it wasn’t like this was a regular habit that she did frequently. It was simply her father’s wish that she gather experience around the universe for such. Sadal having been his choice for her to head toward. A good starter world for her to visit. That wasn’t to say that she wasn’t going to have to be cautious, in fact quite the opposite no matter where she planned to go. Even if she had a respectably large power, she was quite strange in appearance compared to most other races and with her species being as rare as it was, only twelve of them existing at a time in the universe, she had to hold the slightest of worries when it came to such. Attention was by no means what she wanted.
As she strolled with her beige cloak driven over her, she walked through the streets seemingly as a tall figure, her face hidden by the darkness of the hood. She did find that Saiya seemed to have a very excellent market to say the very least. As she bought an apple from the nearby market she made sure to give her own voice of thanks for the purchase. She ahd built up quite frankly an appetite from such a long trip. That was to say at the very least that she was the slightest bit hungry about then. As she took the bright shining red apple and began to chew on it, she couldn’t help but think that maybe, her father hadn’t had a bad idea afterall, she was actually quite enjoying this currently. She had a nice juicy apple to chew on adn frankly the nice weather reminded her of home. It was indeed quite a shocker to say at its very least.
Just like that however, everything began to topple over all at once. As she was walking she felt as if someone stepped on the back of her cloak, a pure accident most likely, but an accident that was easily the cause of her reveal of her identity as her cloak fell off. Her eyes trying to adjust to the light of the sun as her bright red eyes stared towards the possible cause for her reveal. Her fur a very bright white seemingly more so than a normal white. She was an albino and she didn’t have a doubt that her appearence would cause a few stares. After all there was no other living species that really looked similar to how she was. Overall this was a very awkward situation. Turning slowly towards the one to accidentally knock her cloak off however she spoke for the first moment. “Excuse me, but please could you watch where you’re stepping next time? These stares were exactly what I was trying to avoid…” She would simply say awaiting for the seemingly blonde female’s response.
Wataya was walking through the Sadala market, head covered partially under her hood and a few blonde tendrils of hair visible in the sunlight. As she walked, the elemi came across a strange being by the feel of the cloak surrounding it. Sensing possible danger, her response to the Anubian went as such. "My apologies. I didn't mean to make you feel awkward." Her voice held concern and worry, eyes unseen by the shadows under her hood and mask covering the elemental woman's face made her voice sound male.
Rosé would still admit she was slightly annoyed that others were easily able to see now her bright fur and for the creature she was. It was too late however for anything to change for that now however, she could only make the most of it that she really could to be honest. As painful as that might have been she was willing to tough out such attention. Still there was the fact of the one who had managed to pull the cloak off of her. The person was indeed taller than herself, a peculiar thing to say at the very least. A good inch taller than the tips of her ears even. However they looked to be rather slim lined as well, a feminine tone held to their body. Though this feminine tone to their body was possibly easily able to be mistaken by some with the deep voice they gave. Even if they were trying to hide their face if they were trying to hide their gender to someone else they should at least have worn clothing that wasn’t going to be so...prominent in its features. There was indeed quite a bit of skin in her outfit. It personally wouldn’t have been her choice of outfit in daily wear, however with that type of hood was it possible she was hiding something else? Or had their gender really be all of it. If so on the latter Rosé couldn’t help but think maybe a better choice of clothing would have done wonders. There was only one way to find out if this person was really hiding something or not.
“It’s fine, but please watch where your walking next time miss.” Rosé would say with a tone to it, a tone of slight politeness but with the slightest hint of annoyance over this whole ordeal. Everyone had their reasons for things and she considered her own to be very dire to their own. After all, when there was only so few of your species in the universe well...it made things rather abundantly harder to not get noticed. Especially when it seemed there were no other species in this galaxy that looked as animal like as herself in appearance. Still if her own cover was already blown, there was no point in trying to continue with it. “Tell me? I heard the saiyans of this world have an arena? Is it possible for you to give me directions to such? I don’t wish to grow rusty on my skills while I’m on this planet.” She would simply ask of the male sounding female. They seemed to be a native here and frankly Rosé felt the stranger owed them directions at least for having caused them such grief.
She wondered if she was going to even have to push past about one percent of her power, it would be rather interesting to meet someone like that who she could fight. It would be a good training experience indeed. Just because she was in a sense on a journey sent by her father...didn’t mean had any right to slack off on something like that.
Wataya's eyes remained hidden, contrary to her element of water this woman had red eyes as well. Sure she wasn't very strong, but she was a defender of Sadala and this animalistic creature seemed to be faintly polite yet clearly somewhat upset. "The arena is for people mainly being trained in the arts of self defense. If you're looking to sharpen your skills, you need to fight someone that is willing." Her voice was flat, directly stating the information asked of her.
“Well of course I plan to fight someone willing, but are you sure you’re not mistaking an arena for a gym? An arena isn’t where one learns, but rather a place where one competes.” She would say still quite annoyed that the strange woman wouldn’t give her directions. Maybe she would simply just need to ask someone else, however by no means did she enjoy the casual accusation by them that she would have attacked someone there without any forward warning. Frankly to her that was quite rude of a thing indeed, if it was because of her appearance either well...even more so wrong it was! Honestly it made her about willing to punch something right then and there. Not at her full power of course, but maybe at say a percent. She simply just didn’t appreciate such disrespect like that. “If you can’t bother to give me directions, then I’ll just go find it myself. Next time you talk to someone at least drop the flat tone, you come off quite rude of a person. Makes one wonder if any of that concern was actually real or if you're so ready to accuse me that you just don’t care.” The anubian would say in almost a hiss as she would begin to walk away. It was clear to many in the marketplace that she was quite annoyed. With this humanoid creature.
In truth the feeling inside of her at the moment, she truly felt ready to punch something or someone. Maybe coming to this planet had been a horrible idea in the first place. It wasn’t like anything was going right at all. At least it wasn’t entirely in vain it seemed. For she managed to find a large coliseum like building, a sign in front declaring such as the arena. Finally maybe she could get the adrenaline out of her system and head on back to her ship to end the day. No need to think of an afterthought while she was still doing such however. She just couldn’t help but wonder who here would be willing for a fight. She would be holding back of course, she didn’t sense anyone on this planet strong enough for three percent of her power even. In truth if she was a bit stronger she didn’t doubt that maybe she could destroy this world even. However she held no desire to, Gods above would decide when such was necessary, however she would take pleasure in the destruction of the Ocyrian world...one day. Their species was nothing but a hindrance and a destruction towards that of the rest of the galaxy. Their beserkish tendencies were nothing that could simply be ignored.
“Is anyone here willing to spar for a couple of rounds? I need to let off some steam….” She would simply say, dead staring a few of the saiyans who were just looking at her in confusion. There was indeed one benefit to being so few in racial number. Very few if any knew the true power of your race.
Kondai was in the market today to purchase some provisions for any upcoming missions he might end up having to go on, even though he hadn't received any in a while. That was possibly the worst part of no longer working with the Sadalan army is sometimes he wouldn't get any missions for weeks at a time, and it really wasn't helped by the fact he sometimes got really eager for something to do as things tended to get incredibly boring incredibly fast. Kondai shook his head and approached a vendor selling dried meat, stuff that was good for packing due to its long shelf life. Kondai bought a few slabs of the dried cooked meat and the man wrapped it up for him before Kondai took off a travel pack he had on his back and put the meat safely in there.
Soon afterward Kondai took notice of two people having what seemed like a disagreement of some sort, Kondai watched from a distance and decided to take a few mental notes about them for the hell of it, starting with the white-furred cat lady. She seemed rather out of place but the things she said didn't exactly seem hostile, she was perhaps just here for sight-seeing. Of course, Kondai had no clue what race that she was supposed to be despite how many planets he'd been to with his siblings and his father, in fact, the only thing that really clued him in that she was female was her voice.
After that, he turned to the other and did the same thing but this one was somewhat harder to figure out as she hid under a hood, but her hair was visible, she was blonde. That seemed odd if she was a Saiyan but then again his own hair was Dark Brown and his eyes were green so he had no room to be questioning. Then again it was very well possible she wasn't a Saiyan too. Kondai stayed there listening to their argument quietly, making sure they didn't start fighting as that could potentially end up rather badly. Then again it'd be an interesting way to get a scale of the cat girl's power.
Soon enough Kondai overheard her asking for directions to the arena on the planet. "The arena? Hm, that'd be a good opportunity to see her power-" Kondai said before cutting himself off as the other woman mentioned she needed to fight someone willing, Kondai growled slightly, he was kinda excited to see her power and surely enough Kondai's complete morbid curiosity overwhelmed him and he ran in. "I'll spar with you if you wish." Kondai said to her, offering a spar to her so he can see her power. "Just uh, let's move to somewhere where nobody will get hurt due to being in the middle of it." Kondai said to her before bowing slightly. "Sorry for listening in by the way, I was just really curious, I've never seen your race before." Kondai said to her apologetically.
Wataya could only sigh at the predicament before her, with the Anubian seemingly very irritated at her for asking for directions before walking away. Part of the Elemi felt horrible for offending the white catlike being, but another part of her was mildly annoyed at the entire situation. A Saiyan with.. dark brown hair? Seemingly male, he approached the feline warrior and offered to spar her being slightly stronger than herself, but weaker than the eerie-feeling female.
Taking a couple steps forward, she paused and debated her options. Already having annoyed the cat, her options were slim but her guilt was sincere; for she hadn't meant to agitate the cat. Sighing, she'd turn away and Wataya would fly off of the scene, feeling unneeded and unwanted.
While her current temper was quite...flaring...indeed, she truly desired to cool off for a bit maybe, at least the water elemi didn’t say anything more for her to get annoyed with. That was a blessing hidden inside of a blessing in a way. Maybe yes she didn’t like being accused or quite frankly so publically seen. However she had her own reasons for such. Frankly when you were the only one of your species with billions of lightyears here, it was quite unnerving to get attention from such. Her own genetic state helped in no means with this. It was why she wore the cloak usually to new worlds. How many would look at her ghostly white fur and be completely lost in wonderment? Harassment? She knew of one species that had already done such to her before. She promised that they would pay one day. Those damn Ocyrians would suffer for such one day. They were no benefit at all to the galactic society after all. All their species did was constantly pillage and plunder. They were just plainly and simply detrimental to their own society.
Maybe something on fate was on her side however, for just like that at the arena someone seemed to have a desire to spar with her. At least someone here at the arena had the willingness to do so rather than stare. However at their suggestion of moving she couldn’t help but disagree. “Nonsense, we will be fine fighting in the arena. That is what it’s built for after all. No need to worry of too much destruction, I will be holding back from using one hundred percent of my power.” The anubian would say simply as she would effortlessly float further away from the saiyan warrior. Frankly readying for the fight. After all it was better at times for one to be ready for the fight before talking. One never knew when the first punch was going to fly. One simply had to be ready to deliver it in the first place. Simple fighting one oh one with the anubian it seemed.
Still however they at least needed a referee, someone to decide when the other had enough incase they were knocked unconscious. As much as she personally didn’t like the thought, the girl was the only realistic option it seemed. Reaching out with her telepathy she would tap towards the girl’s mind attempting to broadcast her own mental thought to them. ‘Girl if you wouldn’t mind, we need a referee for this match.’ Rosé would simply send before turning towards the saiyan. “Your strength isn’t as high as I would wish, but it will do. Hopefully you can at least push me past myself using only seventy five hundredths of my power….yes I said that right, this power you sense from me is only seventy five hundredths. My own species may be rare to spot, but by no means are we weak in any way. Though I suppose the only way to find out...is to test it in a fight?”
Wataya was flying away from Rosé and Kondai, slightly angry at herself but the sudden telepathic message broke through her concentration and made her slightly lose altitude. Hovering where she was, the water elemi weighed her options but thought she'd done enough damage for one day. The catlike warrior just wanted her as a stupid referee, which was mildly irritating considering the cat lady was pissed off at her before and now apparently had some random change of heart.
Looking back at the ghostly white-furred female, Wataya's lips tightened into a thin line. Descending onto the ground near them after soaring closer, mild confusion now took place. On one hand, the damage done was enough for one day, and two since she was twice as strong roughly than the Saiyan, the match would be a washout. That was provided that Rosé didn't suppress herself; but maybe the underdog would provide challenge. "I'm sorry, I've done enough for one day." She decided, taking off for the outskirts and her mud shelter.
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