Post by Duvainel on Aug 28, 2018 22:51:27 GMT -5
It had taken nearly two years for the plans to be finished, two long years hiding on this planet contacting the black market of the trade centers. Gathering the parts needed to give her a true means off this place. She would have been lying to say she hadn’t been quite desperate before over these two years. The demons haven’t contacted her, and she feared and hoped they had forgotten about her. Considering her head hadn’t been blown off yet, she was quite positive that they had. It was possible she could survive the control chip in her neck…maybe, but it was something she wasn’t willing to try just yet.
During those two years, she had spent in the underground training, getting stronger. She had to keep getting stronger, enough so she could at least achieve her very desire, her perfection.
One lured dragon clan namekian was all it had taken. She had lured him into her cave and subdued him. Taking advantage of his lack of offensive power. When she had felt such evolution take hold, she had felt invigorated, her body shifting and no longer being a monster in design. She had found a strong control over her acidic blood, able to control it even. Whether that be by diluting its acidic properties or enhancing them when necessary in her attacks. Her perfect form gave her such freedom, unlike the second skin of her disguised form. This form she was confident enough to walk around in. It gave her many strong similarities to that of a heran, mixed with features of a demon and others. Her body composed of fur to cover herself. A simple cloak being all she needed as she walked the present day.
During the packing of her home into capsules, the ship having finally finished completion. She couldn’t help but think back to what she had overheard in the black market. Rukia was looking for her, Duvainel, on planet Bris. Such news…was wonderous, she had worried that her old friend had died. Yet it also brought a true pain to Duvainel. She had intended to go back to her after the mission, and yet, while she had succeeded in a absorption. She had failed to survive shortly after when the planet went boom. She had been asleep during the time of course and was just lucky that even a tiny bit of her had survive to gain the regeneration factors of that namekian. “You better be ready Rukia, I’m coming back to you. I promise that much.”, she would scoff as she would finish her packing, entering the mothership. It was time to head back to a real home, with some real friends. Maybe, just maybe…she could even get rid of this control chip.
WC: 460
Departing into Space towards Bris!
During those two years, she had spent in the underground training, getting stronger. She had to keep getting stronger, enough so she could at least achieve her very desire, her perfection.
One lured dragon clan namekian was all it had taken. She had lured him into her cave and subdued him. Taking advantage of his lack of offensive power. When she had felt such evolution take hold, she had felt invigorated, her body shifting and no longer being a monster in design. She had found a strong control over her acidic blood, able to control it even. Whether that be by diluting its acidic properties or enhancing them when necessary in her attacks. Her perfect form gave her such freedom, unlike the second skin of her disguised form. This form she was confident enough to walk around in. It gave her many strong similarities to that of a heran, mixed with features of a demon and others. Her body composed of fur to cover herself. A simple cloak being all she needed as she walked the present day.
During the packing of her home into capsules, the ship having finally finished completion. She couldn’t help but think back to what she had overheard in the black market. Rukia was looking for her, Duvainel, on planet Bris. Such news…was wonderous, she had worried that her old friend had died. Yet it also brought a true pain to Duvainel. She had intended to go back to her after the mission, and yet, while she had succeeded in a absorption. She had failed to survive shortly after when the planet went boom. She had been asleep during the time of course and was just lucky that even a tiny bit of her had survive to gain the regeneration factors of that namekian. “You better be ready Rukia, I’m coming back to you. I promise that much.”, she would scoff as she would finish her packing, entering the mothership. It was time to head back to a real home, with some real friends. Maybe, just maybe…she could even get rid of this control chip.
WC: 460
Departing into Space towards Bris!