Post by drei on Feb 16, 2019 18:03:12 GMT -5
Like a tall Saiyan might stick out in a crowd of Tuffles, Drei stuck out in a crowd of Saiyans. With her pink hair and well above average height, despite not being a Saiyan herself she was able to meet if not exceed the height of other and more burly figures despite her apparent small frame. Of course it didn't help her case that her eyes had this LED pink glow to them, making for a rather unsightly and anxiety inducing thing when viewed from the end of an alleyway or otherwise dark area. Her visibly prosthetic arms didn't help her situation much either, making her very prone to frightening children or elders not used to seeing such things out in public.. or outside of movies, whichever case it may be.
No doubt by now someone would have called complaining about a "pink-haired menace", even if in reality she minded her own business.. mostly, anyway. She had a strange, robotic look on her face as she would scan certain people walking by her. Which to be fair to those individuals, having an anomaly as strange as Drei staring you down on a public street is at least a fair reason to call some kind of authority figure. For all anyone knew, she was some freaky robot lady on the loose from some mad doctor's underground lab. It wasn't an exaggeration too far from the truth, but there was still some semblance of a sentient humanoid being behind all that apparent mechanization.
Drei wandered the capital for a time, and though her face may not express it she was still very clearly lost. Walking about as if she were looking for something in specific, but couldn't find it. The cyborg was looking for Sadal's Defense Force, hoping to throw her hat in the ring in pursuit of some form of law enforcement career. Somewhere she could apply her skills without falling back into an old life of underworld crime. She knew she couldn't get too in-depth into the darker and more complex details of where she earned her skills or who she was, but that was what her new alias Drei was for. To the universe, she was a blank slate. Hopefully a blank slate that had a lot of potential to do something great, but she wouldn't get to test that idea if she kept wandering around blindly.
She contemplated the option of starting her own personal kind of business, perhaps as a bodyguard. She wouldn't fall into the trap of becoming a mercenary a second time, not with the clarity of mind that came with her recent experiences, but it would give her a greater foothold into the sort of career she aimed to pursue. Perhaps then she could hire a mechanic or biomedical doctor to repair some of the damage done to her, while also hopefully giving her an upgrade. She wouldn't resort to that yet though, as she was certain she could spot something that would push her in the right direction.. Like a castle, or a police station. Honestly she had no clue how this planet worked. Being a lightning Elemi, she was far more used to her own home kingdom with all it's electronics and great metal structures.
Rutaba
WC: 543
No doubt by now someone would have called complaining about a "pink-haired menace", even if in reality she minded her own business.. mostly, anyway. She had a strange, robotic look on her face as she would scan certain people walking by her. Which to be fair to those individuals, having an anomaly as strange as Drei staring you down on a public street is at least a fair reason to call some kind of authority figure. For all anyone knew, she was some freaky robot lady on the loose from some mad doctor's underground lab. It wasn't an exaggeration too far from the truth, but there was still some semblance of a sentient humanoid being behind all that apparent mechanization.
Drei wandered the capital for a time, and though her face may not express it she was still very clearly lost. Walking about as if she were looking for something in specific, but couldn't find it. The cyborg was looking for Sadal's Defense Force, hoping to throw her hat in the ring in pursuit of some form of law enforcement career. Somewhere she could apply her skills without falling back into an old life of underworld crime. She knew she couldn't get too in-depth into the darker and more complex details of where she earned her skills or who she was, but that was what her new alias Drei was for. To the universe, she was a blank slate. Hopefully a blank slate that had a lot of potential to do something great, but she wouldn't get to test that idea if she kept wandering around blindly.
She contemplated the option of starting her own personal kind of business, perhaps as a bodyguard. She wouldn't fall into the trap of becoming a mercenary a second time, not with the clarity of mind that came with her recent experiences, but it would give her a greater foothold into the sort of career she aimed to pursue. Perhaps then she could hire a mechanic or biomedical doctor to repair some of the damage done to her, while also hopefully giving her an upgrade. She wouldn't resort to that yet though, as she was certain she could spot something that would push her in the right direction.. Like a castle, or a police station. Honestly she had no clue how this planet worked. Being a lightning Elemi, she was far more used to her own home kingdom with all it's electronics and great metal structures.
Rutaba
WC: 543
