Post by Deleted on Jun 19, 2018 12:34:36 GMT -5
Tetra had a can of worms ready to open in regards to the saiyans. She knew some of their history, and what her family had told her of them.
"The saiyans are a battle hungry race and love to throw their weight around. I met one here when I was forced to land here, and his attitude was atypical of what I'd been told. He spoke only of his own failure, like he'd lost a big battle rather than losing millions of lives. He felt no resolution to help, more to throw frustration at others, and I can tell the other Saiyans would be the same when put in a negative light. They don't like humans. They use us to challenge themselves though." she began her rant, picking up her shield and seating it back on her forearm once again. She wasn't exactly pleased, but perhaps hearing someone speak of the Saiyans in something less than disgust for their barbarism had given her a chance to vent. "And expecting no less from them, I know they'll eventually see us as a dog to kick around for their amusement, the endangered humans. If you were wise, you wouldn't think so mildly of them." she finished, turning aside to look back into the woods, thinking about future plans for the ship. Perhaps make a clearing, carve out some winches from the trees here...
The redhead turned back as she heard what'd happened with Earth. Another brazen realization that Earth wasn't just destroyed. It was picked apart before finally having its corpse blasted away.
"The namekians work with the Saiyans here. I can't say it's a close relationship, but I reckon the Saiyans would cause more than a little bother if the Nameks tried to keep Earthlings around. I'd rather leave and find the survivors, ensuring our survival and future, over wallowing here as second rate citizens living off scraps." she stated quietly, continuing her earlier rant. She truly felt a disdain for the Saiyans, and would rather they keep well away from her. A race that lived for battle had no reason to keep the peace. They lived for war and battle.
"The saiyans are a battle hungry race and love to throw their weight around. I met one here when I was forced to land here, and his attitude was atypical of what I'd been told. He spoke only of his own failure, like he'd lost a big battle rather than losing millions of lives. He felt no resolution to help, more to throw frustration at others, and I can tell the other Saiyans would be the same when put in a negative light. They don't like humans. They use us to challenge themselves though." she began her rant, picking up her shield and seating it back on her forearm once again. She wasn't exactly pleased, but perhaps hearing someone speak of the Saiyans in something less than disgust for their barbarism had given her a chance to vent. "And expecting no less from them, I know they'll eventually see us as a dog to kick around for their amusement, the endangered humans. If you were wise, you wouldn't think so mildly of them." she finished, turning aside to look back into the woods, thinking about future plans for the ship. Perhaps make a clearing, carve out some winches from the trees here...
The redhead turned back as she heard what'd happened with Earth. Another brazen realization that Earth wasn't just destroyed. It was picked apart before finally having its corpse blasted away.
"The namekians work with the Saiyans here. I can't say it's a close relationship, but I reckon the Saiyans would cause more than a little bother if the Nameks tried to keep Earthlings around. I'd rather leave and find the survivors, ensuring our survival and future, over wallowing here as second rate citizens living off scraps." she stated quietly, continuing her earlier rant. She truly felt a disdain for the Saiyans, and would rather they keep well away from her. A race that lived for battle had no reason to keep the peace. They lived for war and battle.
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