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It was a harsh day in the desert. Actually, it was a killer day in this Diablo Desert. Leena slowly wandered the wastes in an attempt for something. She would have her company, Lancer follow behind her in a hologram. "You know Leena, this is completely useless. You might as well stick with your original plan. I'm sure you would be better off going back to Vegeta and..." he was quickly stopped. "No! That will not be the case anymore, Lancer. Vegeta is now the planet I fucking hate! Vegeta should be gone! Instead, it comes back and now... Now we can't have our old ways. Instead, the damn government wants to push us around when they've forgotten everything! Saiyans are a warrior's race. They throw their EVERY man away and it sickens me! We are not tools! We are ALL powerful! Instead of leaving a Saiyan behind we should bring forth a new light! Something that the Saiyan Alliance fails horribly at! Keeping the original tradition! I come here now to seek a start! With that I will allow every Saiyan on Earth a privilege to stay and feel welcome too! The Kami has a heart but she doesn't have the mind of a Saiyan!" she yelled towards Lancer. Indeed, the Saiyaness had goal but they were long set goals. "I'm going to start something new... I'm going to create a society where Saiyans will still be themselves but at same time peaceful! We will wage peace but fight those who are tyrants! The Saiyan Alliance doesn't realize the threats in the universe. One being the Kold Demons and possibly the PTO if they have such hateful thoughts! When I met that girl, I knew damn well she had a grudge against the Saiyans and I really disliked her for that! If that's how PTO will be then they're a threat towards anybody who they hate! I will ensure they will live but to prove a valuable point that Saiyans are not ALL blood thirsty!" she said in pure rage as she wandered the desert for something. She would sigh slowly, "Planet Vegeta... A place of history is no longer a historical home. It's an Empire who is searching for more power. Planet Natto... They are all weak saiyans who have a point but will not express their own race. They think they're mighty but yet the most of them are weak! So... I shall find a spot on Earth... A spot where I will construct ourselves a safe haven. We will establish a Saiyan Society like no other! Train the children with the Saiyan ways but never send a child away! Saiyans can still become the boldest warriors but with the best training."
It all sounded promising but Lancer sighed , "You're an idiot. Honestly, do you think creating ANOTHER society will be different? The Saiyan Alliance is sure... A weak empire. But why not go over there and actually spread your point?" he asked her in a serious tone. "That's because they're still soft! They're all nothing but fearful saiyans who think doing EVERYTHING in peace will assure they're safe. WRONG! If someone is a threat, we shall take them on! We shall protect anyone under a bully. Kold Empire, Demons, PTO... I'll assure that everyone is safe. As much as I hate non-saiyans... They're all unique and possibly stronger then Saiyans. If I can't form a society... I shall form a group. A group of highly changed Saiyans who were exiled, betrayed, or abandoned by the Saiyan Empire and Alliance. Our goal... Become a protective saiyan elite group and allow the pure come with the evil out. The group will comprise of the strongest Elites. And if Super Saiyan is possible for ANY, then they will be branded a number. A number to resemble the main... So let's stop talking and find a place! I'm tired of searching! Isn't it time we find ourselves somewhere to rest?" she said in a bit of frustration. She wasn't mad, she was just aggravated that no one could understand her. She wanted a home on Earth where Saiyans can thrive. That's something Atsuko or anybody else will never understand! Never!
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Rakasei called out. His dead and wrathful eyes sticking onto the also angry female Elite. His hands by his sides, and his face covered. This time, to protect himself from the harsh conditions of the weather. He didn't need to be choking on the Earth's weather. He'd rather choke on something edible, instead. Ah..that phrase could have been taken wildly out of context. Lucky for him, it wasn't audible nor detectable by his thoughts or person. His eyes darted toward the side, every so often. Making him up to appear as a Non Playable Character would in a video game would when set into an idle position. His brows had lowered, giving an intimidating appearance while he continued speaking out to the huntress. - Another society isn't going to do shit, considering youre starting so small. And you're aiming to contend with Vegeta and Natto. Planets with large numbers of populace, a fact you and I know equally. Right? - He tried reasoning.
One more question had surfaced, though. Why was he traveling behind her? Well, simply put, he was put to follow her. To, make sure he wasn't doing anything vile behind anyone's back. That first encounter most certainly set a very harsh tone for the Saiyan's time on Earth. At least, he felt so. Being as he was subdued through a shit hip, then pistol whipped before then finally tended to and hauled off to safety. It was like being on home again, just without the yelling and shouting of striving for more. He almost kind of enjoyed it. Just a little bit. But, they didn't have to know about his little pleasure that was derived out of the abuse. What could he say? Some people were masochists, and he fit the mitt. Never the less, he had taken to traveling with Leena. Forcing a sort of wolf pack, that he had wanted to propose. Such behavior prior to this scene had only deserved an, albeit half assed, apology. It was only fair. - Sorry, - He muttered. His right eye covered by the emerald green piece of machinery. The object getting battered with stray grains of sand. Nothing he couldn't handle.
- Anyway..your idea does sound interesting. Educate me, will ya? - Rakasei asked. His body moving a bit faster, aiming to bring him by the elite's side. His clothes hadn't changed, not in the slightest. His upper uniform hadn't been scathed, only his pants. A crude bandage had been wrapped around him, courtesy of that child. Ruttsu, was his name. - A group. Now that's sensible and not all that crazy big. - His brows had rose momentarily, as his head turned. - Leena, listen, - The male's eyebrows furrowed quickly. His jaw visibly moving. Raising, dropping. Indicating that a pattern of speech was being ushered. - I'm interested in your group. But, I'm also interested in making friends with you. What I did back there was pretty fucked. I cant deny that, not at all, but it was one person. Think you can try and forgive me for that? Huh? - Rakasei's pupils darted to the sandy ground as he spoke his mind. Asking for forgiveness and apologizing. Though, it may not have been completely obvious and visible at first glance, he was more or less genuine. Enemies of the same race were not of the primary objectives nor would they be a positive impact toward his experience on this rotating sphere of stone and water. - Anyway..the group. Do you have a name set and ready? -
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Leena quickly turned around to aim her pistol at her allied Saiyan. She would quickly look at him quickly and felt a sense of relief. "You shouldn't call me a glitch! She'll jump your ass in a heartbeat, you fool!" Lancer said as he began to laugh for some reason. She would lower her pistol down and look at him, "Rakasei," she said as to acknowledge him. She'd spin her pistol and shove it into the holster. "Lancer made somewhat of a point... Don't ambush me like that unless you want to get shot and I intend on avoiding another ki bullet going into you, trust me..." she said as she looked at him. She didn't have any grudge against him anymore but she was now just looking at him. Her Saiyan tail would sway around, her armor colored white with Saiyan logos. She would look at him, look at him with a sense of understanding. "Indeed, another society is hard but when both fail, why not create the ultimate society for what it should be?" she said. She would cross her arms very slowly as he would actually apologize... That made her surprised and he found that amusing but not to make fun of but to respect.
"You don't need to be sorry. You were stating a thought. Nothing wrong with that," she simple said. He then asked her to educate him. She pretty much said it all. However, she heard him bring up a point, a group is more reasonable. Maybe less people with a stronger power. "That could be a better thing to do..." she simply said as he went on. He was interested in this whole thing and was also interested in becoming more then just allies. He even admits his mistakes of killing the man was pretty fucked up. She would smile under her helmet, not showing any sign of it on the outside and what surprised her the most was he was very submissive. It was like a pack of wolves. He was submissive towards her as an Alpha. An interesting sight in her eyes but she simply shook her head, "I've already forgiven you, Rakasei. I wasn't having any grudges after that and I sensed you would change. If you are like me then of course we can be friends. Perhaps you could be someone who would understand my goals in the group," she would explain to him. "You see... I hate Vegeta and Natto... I want Vegeta gone and Natto taken control. I need it balanced so the Saiyans can be popularized and peaceful... YET STRONGER!" she yelled in an optimistc tone. She would look at him and sigh, "A name I don't know... Possibly The Saiyan Lanza... Comprised of us so far if it came to be but it won't be bigger until I hit some kind of powerful form... Any ideas?" she would ask her now friend. She had hoped he maybe had a few ideas up his sleeve... It would be kinda pointless without them in mind. Just... hope...
– My bad, then, Lancer. – The male spoke back, his fists swinging to and fro beside his waist. Eyes keeping forward, brows furrowed as he listened further to the elite huntress. Considering what she had to say as important and borderline essential to getting to know how she thought and the way she believed the world turned for her. In other words, he seemed to consider her important. Now, anyway. Perhaps, back a long time prior to this day, he would have thought her to be some broad and pushed her aside. He'd shake his head and shrug his shoulders once, pausing. - I guess when both fail, you can only work on what didn't succeed. That's what I think, anyway. - He stated. Eyes darting back to her as she actually confirmed his forgiveness. While it was a minor subject, it most certainly was a bit of relief on his conscious.
His cheeks, though veiled by the metallic mask, had lit up a crimson red. His eyes still appeared quite wrathful, angry and hateful, but his cheeks easily denoted and debunked the supposed negative emotions. Instead, they would have conveyed the lowering of his guard. His jaw had seemed to tighten as his cheeks burned a crimson red. The thought of being genuine friends with someone was foreign to him. It gave him this kind of, warm feeling in the pit of his stomach. He'd ignore it this time. Rakasei's red face lightened back to it's usual tanned color. - Saiyajin Lanza. Lanza no Saiyajin. - He repeated. His hand brought to his face and gently rubbing his chin. - I can get behind that. It's not bad at all. - She asked him for ideas? Well, it didn't hurt to spit ball. At least, he thought so. Looking to the sandy ground, he began speaking.
- Alright. I'm working off what you were shouting on about. You said, the Lanza would fend off the bullies of the galaxy and subsequent universe upon obtaining a huge spike. We'll need some kind of outpost. Right? Like, a settlement. Or an island. Or, this is a wild thought, but..a planet? Though, the planet outpost would have to wait until an incredible amount of Saiyans are accumulated. My only issue is, what can we do to even recruit new men and women? All the Saiyans in the galaxy are either here, Vegeta or Natto. At least, from my understanding. We'll cross that bridge when we get to it..ah, you said something about ranking men. Mind explaining? -
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Here was the Frost Demon to just ruin it all. "I find it almost adorable of how you claim my race as a threat. I like the name of a tyrant however. I think I might just keep it. Now what is this I heard of a plan to kill my race? Frankly I still need my race alive unfortunately if I one day want to destroy the monkeys from Vegeta." Lord Bris would say with a smirk as he lowered down to the two monkeys. "I hope you haven't forgotten our date here in the desert now have you? That would be rather....annoying." The demon would say as his feet hit the ground and he looked at the both of them. The monster was in his third form and he didn't even bother to suppress the power of it. "I see you've made a friend though! Maybe once I'm done with you both I can go visit your little families.." He would say with a rather snarky laughter. One that was just unforgettable for smaller children. Bris in all honesty didn't care of these two and frankly didn't see them as a threat as long as they couldn't turn into a damned super saiyan. However he could only imagine the looks of their beloveds once they heard the news, their brothers or sisters even. Bris didn't know why he enjoyed thoughts like these but he just so so did.
The demon had only known the joy of pain his whole life. It was just a wonderful feeling to cause to others that it almost made him shed tears of joy. Every time he caused another pain it just made him feel even stronger than before. He had chosen what he was going to do here and that smirk of his only confirmed his to be actions.
She listened to her new friend speak his mind. It was reasonable to work on one when the other was gone and she would nod, "Right, it's a good point... It's an interesting way you named our new group... We certainly should go by one of those two you listed. Recruiting will be a problem but it'll be something to discuss another time..." she said as suddenly Lancer vibrated. "Leena! There's someone around here at a higher power level then you both! Incoming!" he yelled out as he stood close in panic near the two. Her scouter went alarming when suddenly... he shows up. It was Bris. "Oh great! You couldn't have shown up at a better time? I love the cute transformation you did there. Not even showing off your others? How pitiful, light bulb..." she said in a smirk under her helmet. "Your race is a threat. They were a threat back then and still are but they've become weaker over the years. Oh? You need your race alive? Well, that's a pity." she said as she nods to Lancer. Lancer knew what to do! He would slowly fade away and go into his body in the weapon. The bolt would automatically open itself up and begin draining her slowly. She was charging her body in case of further tensions... Her sniper begins to glow, becoming noticeable a bit but not too much do the sun. "Oh believe me, I didn't forget but I wasn't expecting you to arrive so early! Let me guess... You were getting a reservation?! How cute! I need to get my makeup on though!" she said she her tail slowly sways around. She would take her helmet off and throw it on the sand on the top to avoid sand getting into it.
He mentioned she had gained a friend and how he'll go after their families next. Her fist would tighten, feeling a bit angry... "Yeah, he's my battle brother! He is more bold then you will ever be! Also... You really know how to get up someone's skin don't you? Threaten my family? Too bad I've only got one I truly care about and if you ever hunted him down and tried to kill him... I'd hang your skull above our throne. So... My advise to you... Never... mention... family..." she said as she cracked her back and wrapped her tail around her waist. She would look to Rakasei, "You've gotta help me beat him down. I guess we could practice our future together now, huh... Partner?" she stated to him. She remarked him as Partner. A high honor for those close to Hunters. A partner was someone who is equal in stance with them and relies on them with great aid. It was an important role. She would smirk... She turned to Bris, "Before we continue, Bris... Let me take my pads off... If you're going full power then I'm doing full power! Unless you want to dumb your power down for me?" she said chuckling... She would tap her wrists slowly and her armor would unlock. It would fall on the ground with her suit going down with it... The teal tight suit Rakasei was familiar with was next to him... She'd bend down and grab her tools belt and attach it on.
[Weights off with 29,292 now charging up!]
"Now... Let my ally warm up!" she yelled towards the Kold demon.
[Her weapon begins to charge at an (OT-3) level... It's hard to see but some aura is seen around her. It could easily fool anyone because it looks like she's charging her overall aura... But really... it's not!]
- One of those two? You sayin' there's a chance..eh? - Rakasei grunted, cocking a brow. A deep chuckle escaping his lips as the duo walked. But, alas, his laughter had come to a stop. As something had gotten in their way. And that something was a dirty lizard man with white bone armor and a sickly blue skin. Pretty freakin gross if he did say so himself. His arms had folded over one another, brows moving and positioning themselves in a set where the left brow had been brought down and the right was raised. The hell did this freak want from their lives? His black eyes moving from his partner, to the Kold Demon, to his partner and back again. Though, they then rested on the woman as she shed her armor. It was hard to believe that she'd trade her traditional armor for something so..tight. Truthfully, he didn't mind. He himself preferred the secure feeling of his strapped on torso piece. Made him feel indestructible. As his partner finished her dialogue, he'd lower his arms and crack each and every single one of his knuckles. A blood curdling, yet satisfying, crack breaking the whipping winds. He had a mission to carry out and he intended on securing success.
- Looks like I'm your opponent for now, meat sack. Get ready to eat shit and get a hole through your stomach; Courtesy of my good friend, Lefty. - Rakasei stood boldly. His right foot out and his hands formed to balled fists. Tightened and held closely by the sides of his legs. The mask on his mouth keeping any potential weakness out of sight. Effectively putting the facade of a poker face up. Although..he knew, more than well enough, that he was severely outclassed. Good thing extreme differences between he and his foes never really stopped him before. In fact, his blood was boiling!! Yes! - Let's start this off with a bang, freak bag!! - He roared, dashing away from Leena and throwing himself into the monstrous and freakish Bris. His fist extended out and aiming to leave at least some kind of dent, to take the breath out of this mongoloid.
Well this would be very interesting indeed. As he spotted the one named Leena charging up their aura he smiled. Now this was the power he wanted to see. However the much weaker one that had launched towards him...just no.. Bris would use his far superior movement to grab the gist of he Saiyan before flashing him a look with his eyes of...did you really just do that. "The funny thing is that I'm not here to actually kill either of you. Funny as it may seem." Bris would have said with a amused laugh as he attempted to grab the Saiyan Raskasei by his throat with his tail. If successful he would hold him right in the direction between Leena and himself, for any attack for her to launch would go right through him as well if it was successful. Frankly he never knew a fighter to just sit there and charge without having something planned. "I hope you rather don't die, frankly I'm not here to kill any of you. More or less I came for a fight as I said. So shall we agree to neither of us killing the other? I would do hate to kill this man right here. " Bris would say looking up towards Leena. It was her call whether they risked death here. He was going to follow through with not killing any of them as long as she agreed.
He would always be willing to frankly just snap this man's next or a death beam to their glorbock wherever that was. Though what could he say, he was in a good mood from having nearly killed the Majin earlier, of course it had lived because of his choice but no he was here to rather talk of something else. "As I said I would prefer my race not to be hunted to extinction, however I am willing to bargain if you go for Vegeta and Natto first. I would even help you with those two...in return I wouldn't got for any of your family. I swear on my great great grandfather's own legend."
She looked at him with a distasteful look, feeling a hint of rage. "Damn... This is going to be a tough match with him at this level..." she mumbled to herself. Lancer begins to talk aloud, "Leena this opponent is too strong... He may kill you both if we don't think of any methods! Perhaps end our presentation here?" he said to her. She shook her head, "Don't you know saiyans...? We will fight and fight! We refuse to flee!" she would say in a smirky tone. She would crack her knuckles and let her rifle charge as her partner charges in! However, things change quick when he quickly outmaneuvers her partner and quickly pulls Lancer off with a very powerful charge. She'd slam the bolt in and aim. If this rifle was to fire, it could easily go so fast and quick... The Kold demon would easily die. She looked at him as the rifle still was draining ki. "Oh...? So you don't actually want to die today? You make it sound as if we're fighting to the death! Well... Let him go and we shall talk. Sounds like we have much to discuss, Bris." she said still aiming the rifle at them. Unfortunately, he made a point where Rak was in her crossfire but she wasn't dumb... She has tricks up her sleeves. She would listen to him discuss more and more and it sounded all reasonable but this is where she'll jump in. "An interesting bargain though I don't want Natto completely destroyed. I want Vegeta destroyed and possibly Natto under my control. Though, something quite isn't right. You claim you will help me but yet in exchange you won't harm our family? There must be more into this than that... Just let him go and we won't have our threats on each other for now." she said to him, just giving him friendly advice not to continue this little cold war. She would keep her rifle still locked on from this point.
This was the second time he was both, incapacitated from battle as well as held up, bound by some upper torso part. Frankly, it made him pretty darn angry to be unable to fight, as well as to be offered aid from the disgusting, slimy lizard freak holding him up. His ears pricked and his hands were raised to the tail wrapped around his throat. Fingers wrapping, firmly pressing down against the fifth limb. Wanting to loosen the grip. His ears allowing him to properly hear what exchange could have been done between the two entities. His brows furrowed angrily, eyes darting back to view the charging buster. - ?! - He grunted. Hoping this freak bag would do him that favor of dropping and allowing him to retreat back to the other Saiyajin.
"That sounds reasonable, I won't interfere with you wanting to gain control of Natto but Vegeta will be destroyed. It is a dead planet that should have stayed dead. Let's just leave it that one of it old old former leaders was despised by one of my ancestors. He probably wouldn't have lived long if my ancestor had just believed the Super Saiyan legend and just killed him when he had the chance. I say what I mean though. Your family has no interest to me. I won't harm anyone of your family as long as your willing to destroy Vegeta or for along as your family lives. In short I will never harm anyone related to you. Than there is one other who I will deal with later on, though I doubt you would know them so that shouldn't be a problem." Bris would say as he released his tail from around Ras's throat slowly though to make sure that there wouldn't be any shots fired yet. This was more of a temporary peace negotiation of sorts. He still had his plans of course but if they were to retreat all the way to Natto eventually he couldn't care less as long as they never intervened with each other again. He couldn't truly care much though, he knew that they all sought to a changed life style and that no one wanted to die today.
She would slowly lower the weapon once he released him from his nasty grip. She would pull the bolt out with a tiny blast of ki breaking loose. "Leena!" Lancer called out as he thought of this as a trap. "Hush, we are now in a discussion of an alliance," she said to her weapon as he lets go of her partner. She would begin applying all her armor pieces on and with that finally finishing she looks at him with her rifle going back on her back. "So, we both can agree that planet Vegeta has to go... However, I bet you're unaware that I've just ordered a ship that's soon to arrive... Once my ship gets here I need to have two people with me because I'm actually heading to Vegeta... My first goal is to blow up the Saiyan Capital and ensure that the Empire is crippled. With that, many others can swarm and feast upon the crippled ox and then we shall move back in months later and destroy the entire planet!" she said crushing her fist as if it were to impress herself in her goal. She was eager to set her mind into this. "As you can see, I have my first partner.... However, I need another to inflict terror on the Empire... Another who's willing to help me cripple the capital and burn their crops. We will ensure that their capital is destroyed with all we've got and we shall ensure them that there's nothing left! With no government means no structure. From what I can see, we have potential to do so and cripple it... But we are going to be outnumbered. We are going to struggle and struggle. The only bright side of it is... There's no Saiyans on Vegeta that know ANY legendary Super Saiyan forms. Rak is strong as the average Saiyan so imagine several like himself fighting us.... Of course by the time we arrive, he will be much stronger and possibly a higher tier then most but with us three... We can begin our attack on the capital and inflict hell. Now, this attack will not automatically dispense until AFTER we feel we're ready. We're going to be devastating and we WILL destroy the capital. Once that is done and our missions is complete... We can quickly get on the ship and escape out of Vegeta with ourselves launching back to Earth. If we are to attack Vegeta's capital, we should do it after the full moon event to prevent any saiyan from going Great Ape against us. I'm gonna tell you Bris that once this happens.... All three of us will be hunted down but we'll be making a dominating point that no one should EVER mess with us." she said in her epic speech of points. She was determined to get this attack launched and ready. She gave him a smile under her helmet.
"So, Bris my possible new ally in this universe... Will you join my invasion on Vegeta and help me eliminate the capital?"
God damn, it was about time. That thick cranium finally let something other than hot hair through and recycle some information presented. Damn Kold maggots always were more stubborn and paranoid than the Saiyans. Who could blame them, they were probably the most hated in the galaxy. What with their overcompensating attitudes and diminutive bodies, as well as their grossly raspy grandma voices. Maybe he was just a massive jerk. Or, he was sensible. Chances are, Rakasei was the former. Who could blame him? Everyone. He could have been nice, but with the presented circumstances of being nearly choked out and used as a meat shield. Those were not reasons to be nice to some overzealous meat sack with armor too big for his midget body. Rakasei, released from his hold, quickly retreated. Standing beside his partner, still keeping an erect posture. His fists notably clenched. Brow furrowed, twitching nearly every other second out of pure hate for their supposedly newly acquired ally. For the sake of travel, he had hoped Leena wouldn't bunk the two together. For now, he'd become silent. Thinking instead of saying, and occasionally muttering swears beneath his breath.
- Dirty scale biter. Thinks he's strong for using a transformation and not his first form. Heh, freak must be compensating for something. There's no way anyone would storm into a scene immediately powered up, if they weren't compensating for something their missin'. And with these form toting creeps, there's plenty their missing and have to make up for. - The Saiyajin's lips curved to a coy smirk. Hidden beneath his mask, though. His arms came to fold over one another, head turning to the side. The slime body didn't deserve his attention.
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It was an interesting bargain with many risk and that was what he liked about it. He saw many points that he personally could benefit from, but... He wasn't going to serve as just a soldier for them. It was just this one attack and that was it. Bris knew exactly just what he was going to do with this. "I will accept your offer for only this planet. After it is destroyed we will split ways. Though I do hope this training will be enough to atleast raise that low class Saiyan to a higher level. It's pitiful how weak he is in all honesty. Usually when I encounter someone that weak I just use a deathbeam to their glorbock wherever it is. However due to our current temporary alliance I suppose I won't. However before we can go we must bring him higher than just that. Unless you just plan on using him as a meat shield, which I believe would make him even more useful to us than how he is now." Bris woul say as he flew higher up to match their level of height. He frankly didn't care about them and he knew they didn't care about him. It was perfect. A team without trust just how he liked it.
He glared right towards the masked one though before flashing a quick smug look towards them before resuming his normal tone of face. He frankly wanted to destroy Vegeta and to make sure that it wouldn't be revived this time. Even if he had to destroy the dragon balls later on, he gladly would. He would make sure that Vegeta would be nothing but a memory for all to never remember.
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