An Elemi's Personal Regrets [Kondao]

Wataya meditated, taking her mind off her irritation at her own stupidity and her faint sadness that she'd managed to irritate someone from the getgo and it made her wonder whether she should just stick to the sidelines away from everyone. A bad feeling in the Elemi's gut was a response to the fear she'd had trailing down her spine when the catlike female had gotten angry.

A slightly familiar ki cropped up, snapping her out of it and slowly standing up inside the rock overhang mud shelter. Sure the mud was dry, but it didn't exactly look too sophisticated. Looking out the window she'd made by leaving a hole in the mud, Wataya went out to see what the brown haired Saiyan wanted from earlier. "You going to stick up for that cat woman? I'm used to being hated by many."

Wataya watched him while her eyes were covered in shadow from her hood, some of the long blonde hair she bore atop her head showing. He was clearly a hero but not a nosy goody goody two-shoes who thought everyone's business was their business. He revealed he was here because of curiosity, knowing she wasn't Saiyan and earning a faint smirk under the mask in response.

"You aren't stupid, boy. No I am not a Saiyan, and I am not from this world. I am an Elemi, my homeworld is far away from here and I choose not to stay there. I prefer here. Elemi are humanoids that are imbued with an element as a young child, though each Elemi doesn't have a name that represents their element until they have been blessed."

"Two Elemi when making children, they may not be the same type as their parents. I know of a girl who was born to Fire and Earth Elemi parents, yet she was imbued with the element of electricity. I myself had an Earth Elemi father, my mother was a water Elemi. Allow me to show you some of what I can do."

Drawing both of her blades and facing away from Kondai, she sliced them through the air and two jets of boiling water emerged, radiating heat and cutting through the stone they struck cleanly; burns on the undersides of stone pieces that fell off. Sheathing the blades, she turned back towards him still speaking in a deep voice thanks to the mask. "I am a Water Elemi, if you have not gathered that yet by my display."