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Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
Now that the Queen and all the high ranking commanders of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom had arrived on Planet Namek, things fired up quite a bit and Fennle was loving that. Of course she wasn't willing to break the King's peace by starting a fight, but now that she had the okay from the one in charge of the Kingdom to actually start recruiting people - in special the ones that died before the split between the two factions - she was feeling rather delighted. On top of that, to be finally out of the shadows and be recognized as a strong saiyaness for the first time in her life was the most satisfying thing; the intense training regime she was subjected to while serving as Nasu's sparing partner was showing its results.
The smirk was now pretty much stuck on her feature and the cockiness in her chestnut colored eyes was sparkling while she pierced through the skies of the green planet. As of now she had already managed to recruit quite a few saiyans and she was having a very productive and satisfying day. Her feline-like eyes were looking all over the place in the search of a group she hadn't approached yet and that was when she saw something rather interesting: a couple small spacepods were pulling another rather damaged one to the ground. From the looks of it, they were rescuing this pod from space and that made her arch one of her brows and widen her smirk. "Hmmm... That's not something we see everyday, hehe..." she said to herself, giggling a bit.
With her next target in sight, Fennle sped up and headed towards that direction as the Remnants saiyans began to try and open the damaged pod. She could sense a power level in there and, to be honest, while it could be deemed underwhelming when you live among titans such as Nasu and Komatsu, from a more pragmatic point of view, it was enough to put this mysterious person into middle-class territory, so something definitely worth checking.
She hadn't come here by choice. She had set out from a world far from known space, the planet where she had been born, hoping to grow stronger and carve out her own legacy. It had been a harsh world swept by tempests, the only inhabitable land being small craggy islands scattered like discarded shards of rock across the planetary oceans - it had been battleground once, when a Saiyan warrior fell from the stars and sought to conquer and enslave, despite having forgotten who he was and why he felt the urge to make war upon the unsuspecting inhabitants. To become world-wide ruler of the islands and oceans, king of the storms and the waves and the rock spires, he began a great conflict and killed all who opposed him, save one: the world's strongest fighter, a red-haired woman with unmatched courage and skill.
The Saiyan had hit his head a bit too hard when he'd landed and got confused... and then the woman finally hit him hard enough to really confuse him. He'd fallen in love with here. After years and years of trying to kill each other, the re-haired woman beat the Saiyan in battle and spared his life. Together they had a daughter.
And then another Saiyan showed up, this time running from his Imperial past, not fighting for it - and he was dealt with the only tried and proven way the planet's inhabitants knew how: send out the half-Saiyan daughter of the last would-be conqueror to beat his ass, as was the traditional courtship ritual. Probably. They had really only met one Saiyan before and that seemed to work the first time; it sure as hell worked the second time. He fell for her and eventually, locked in combat and inches from killing each other, he confessed. And she realized he meant it. And her own feelings came to the fore.
Two Saiyans had been conquered by Okora's homeplanet. Her grandfather, and her father - and now she found herself on an ancient planet, the site of legendary battles, the place where one of the greatest heroes of her race had avenged their near destruction and saved the universe, where the Dragon Balls and their infinite power were born, and the site where the Saiyan Remnant Alliance stood as a bastion of order in a dangerous universe...
And Okora was fucking furious.
She hadn't wanted to come to this backwater at all! She'd wanted to go out into the uncharted wilderness of space and create a bloody swath for herself after her mother had thrown her out for being too belligerent and aggressive. Explore the galaxy, learn to fight beyond what her family could teach her, kill every last rocks-for-brains warrior who stood in her way until she was strongest - but now she was surrounded by uptight Saiyans and green bald people obsessed with order and regulation and oh gods they'd probably make her get a job or a passport or something lame and oh, right, they so much stronger than herself. Members of the race she belonged to yet had never encountered before, at least not beyond her own family, and she could tell they were stronger than her.
All because her brother had turned her spacepod's map upside-down to spite her.
Her idiotic, annoyance of a brother - the one she'd bitten the fingers off of during a training match and then went and tattled to mom, who was always telling her to stop being so reckless and learn discipline, who had somehow tricked her into coming to the most annoying damn planet in the universe - and he wasn't even here for her to throttle.
It was infuriating.
The red-haired Saiyan warrior inside the battered, dented space-pod grit her sharp jagged teeth and screamed in frustration, drawing back her arm to start pounding against the viewport.
All the Saiyans outside the pod heard was a muffled sound like particularly homicidal whale-song and a dull banging.
"Eh... you... think they're all right in there?" One of them turned to another and shrugged, before sighing and flying over to tap on the red circle of dusty, opaque glass that didn't give them much of a look inside. "Hey! You okay? Just calm down, we're gonna-"
They trailed off as a crack appeared where they'd knocked. The view port shattered suddenly as a fist emerged in a storm of shimmering crimson glass, shards trailing behind it before the hand unfurling to claw towards their face. The Saiyan swore and ducked back as fingers swiped past their nose.
"Aw, shit... one of these assholes huh..."
The fingers clenched back into a fist, grasping at the empty air before the forearm fell back against the pod's exterior and their fingertips dragged against the smooth hard, surface. A single enraged eye peered out past the jagged shards of the hole that'd been punched out, and the pod's inhabitant snarled - flecks of her blood dripping down the spider-web cracks spread out across the viewport.
The woman inside pulled her arm back, long cuts from the glass bleeding slightly as she grit her teeth around the knife in her mouth and brought both powerful legs up to slam into the spacepod's damaged door, denting the interior. Another smash of her boots against it sent it creaking open with the protests of damaged metal hinges, the fresh air outside whistling past and filling the inside of the pod to ruffle the woman's hair.
With one last kick she busted it partially open and Okora pulled herself up out of the darkness of the pod, short messy hair billowing back in the wind and her knife flashing in Namek's sun where she held it clenched in her teeth. She growled out a muffled curse past the steel in her mouth, anger at all of today's bullshit burning in her eyes.
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
"Motherfuckers" was the first word Fennle heard from the unknown saiyan inside the pod as she was being rescued by those ball-less saiyans from the Alliance, or the Remnants, or whatever the heck they liked to be called nowadays. Fennle couldn't help but to widen her smirk and chuckle lightly as she observed the scene while floating midair. They did a very lousy job in taking her out of the ship, and to be completely honest, it felt like they didn't even know what the hell they were doing and that prompted the saiyaness to roll her eyes in the orbits, mildly annoyed by the sheer amount of incompetence they displayed. In a sense, she was slightly relieved they were no longer part of the same faction, but on the other hand she felt quite irritated saiyans could be so much like those useless earthlings when they lacked the necessary spirit to become real warriors.
The tail was enough for the mysterious red-haired to be identified as a hybrid saiyan, as no pure-breed would have the crimson hair she displayed, but that didn't really matter; the very Queen of the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom was a hybrid herself, so far from Fennle to be judging anyone by that. As long as they were to honor the warrior blood they carried inside their veins, she would embrace them as a fellow saiyan, just like their King would.
Deciding she had enough of just observing, the saiyaness landed near the pod and stared at the members of the Remnants first, resting her hands on her waist as her tail swayed from side to side, showing a mild display of excitement. "Do this is how it's gonna roll, boys." and she paused to chuckle for a bit. "You losers are gonna piss out!" she said while making a quick motion with her hand, pointing the thumb at somewhere behind her. "While I will take the honors of welcoming this new guest!" Fennle glanced over to the red-haired saiyaness before staring back at the soldiers. "And it would be great if you two had a problem with that, because it has been a while since I had the chance to break some bones! Hehehe!" she teased them, making no effort whatsoever to hide her absurdly high power level.
Okora ran her tongue across the length of steel inside her mouth, scowling past it at the two Remnant Saiyans now looking back and forth between the two ladies staring them down.
She jabbed a finger forward. "Yuhh hhrd th-! ...whtasec."
She frowned and took the knife out of her mouth so she could actually speak clearly, holding it by the blade between two fingers and letting it dangle at her side as she snarled.
"You heard the lady with the spiky perm mullet shit goin' on! I've had a long, annoying day and I really, really want to break something. And I really don't want to deal with this crap right now."
One of the two men set his jaw and frowned. This looked to be the more serious of the two, a bit taller and older as well and likely more experienced judging by the scar on his eyebrow and the way he had managed to at least try and keep up appearances in the face of the second, far more powerful woman. His partner on the other hand had grit his teeth and taken a half step back, looking about ready to take her advice and screw off. Both of them were, of course, facing down a power level capable of killing them both without much of a fight...
But this was Namek, their capital world - he wasn't about to be intimidated into leaving by some upstart, and not especially not in front of a newcomer.
"Alright, there's no need for posturing. We're just out here tryna help a stranded traveler after all." Okora bristled and grit her teeth together tighter as the man walked over to her, keeping an eye on Fennle as he pulled a pack from his belt.She never asked to be rescued - she was perfectly capable of helping herself! These bastards were sticking their stupid faces into her business and now-
"Here miss, let me see if you need any medical attentio-GAH! Son of- she bit me!"
The red-head growled under her breath as the man stumbled back in more shock than pain, clutching the bite-mark she'd put on his hand as her shoulders tensed up and she brandished the knife in her hand, making it gleam in the sun. "Don't you go touching me you old fuck!"
"In fact you'd all do me a big fuckin' favour by fucking off." That was probably about enough convincing for the two Saiyans. Their choices were between the pissed off woman hovering above them or the knife-wielding crazy lady who'd try to tear a chunk out of their finger if they came near - they cut their loses and bailed.
And now Okora was left alone, glaring up at Fennle with a scowl.
Mastered Forms: Super Saiyan [x16], Super Saiyan 2 [x32], Super Saiyan 3 [x46]
Mastered God Forms: Super Saiyan God [x56], Super Saiyan Blue [x60]
Afterlife: Makaioken [x2-x10]
Advanced Scouter (Red), Perfect Medical Machine,
Training Dojo, Martial Arts School,
Palace of the King (Estate 75%)
Planet Yasai
Mothership (Star Javelin) +x2 Cargo Bay Adjustment
E.S. (Heaven's Arrow) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
E.S. (Brave Vesperia) +x2 Cargo Bay + Stealth
This red-haired was quite wild and Fennle liked that quite a lot as she was now having a hell of a good time watching those wimps from the Remnants having a tough time dealing with this mysterious stranger. The saiyaness laughed out loud when she witnessed the tan skinned girl biting the knife of the hands of the lame excuse for a soldier and just decided to watch the scene without much interference now. Of course this savage girl had to bark and bite everywhere, going as far as to call Fennle spiky perm mullet, to which she arched one brow, more amused than pissed. "Look at that." she simply said, not moving an inch.
When the soldiers tried to tend to her injuries it got even more hilarious as she actually attacked them with her sharp teeth again, this time successfully biting the fingers of one of them, who cried in pain, making Fennle laugh again. Didn't take long after that for them to put their tails in between their legs and leave the place. Now it was just Fennle and this stranger and the saiyaness finally made a move, taking a few steps towards this wild beast that had captured her interest; the Saiyan Kingdom could definitely use someone like her, even though her power level wasn't that great. Nothing training couldn't solve, spirit was far harder to polish.
"Alright, alright! You've got spirits, girl! Haha! Most of the people around this parts are wimps! Now now, why don't we introduce ourselves? My name is Fennle and I'm a Captain for the Saiyan Galactic Kingdom and if that tail of yours is anything to go by, I would say you have some decent saiyan blood in your veins!" he pointed out after introducing herself, now waiting for the response from the red-haired.
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