Presidential Campaigning At Its Finest [Open]

    Fend was scouting through West City one one of her usual vigilante patrols, handing any occasional crimes she'd stumble upon in the streets. The western capitol of Earth was definitely one of her favorite places so far- it wasn't as overwhelmingly crowded as Central City, but it did have just as much interesting things to do inside. A lot of the city felt like it was ripped from a sci-fi movie, with hovering monorails, sprawling arcades and amusement parks, invention and industrialization galore. Politics too now, apparently.

    She hadn't intended to stumble upon this campaign for a new President of Earth. All Fend knew about the thing was that apparently the last leader did some uncool things, then bailed. Corrupt people in positions of power were at the very top of the list of things Fend hated- but it was good to see some people interested in filling that newfound power gap.

    The shinjin didn't know enough to have any strong opinions on this Derrick Ottoy planning to run for President, though- all she knew was that he had a cool fight in the Budokai a few months ago... At least, as cool as a fight against Ward of all people could be. Her disdain for the other Shinjin aside, this seemed to be as good of a chance as any to get to know a fellow fighter- and a planetary leader one day, perhaps.

    Fend seemed to have arrived just in time for refreshments. The ornate banquet hall was full of well-dressed reporters and civilians, and food galore. The shinjin's casual garb made her stick out like a sore thumb, though. She had shed her cloak for a casual red hoodie and sweatpants, though she still wore her catlike mask and had flipped her hood over her head.

    Before she could think about wolfing down any of the food, a voice stuck out near her, mentioning something about a dirty snake?... No, wait, THE Dirty Snakes. Fend had heard rumors about the crime gang- and something about the guy attacking the saiyan capital as well? Fend clenched her fist- if she ever crossed paths with this Yangcong person, he'd be in for a whooping. The voice had come from an odd, frog-like person. Sitting nearby, she could also see a strange green... goblin? Fend wasn't sure what to make of Saiba-Ban yet, but the man seemed to be keeping to himself for now. For now, there was a perfectly good conversation to barge into.

    "Yep, havin' a plan to handle crime and stuff as a leader is pretty important. That Yangcong person you mentioned sounds disgusting." Fend piped up to Derry and Gabu from where she sat nearby. "I've been doing some vigilante stuff but sheesh, in some places it's like playing whack-a-mole with baddies. You bonk one and two more pop up!" She breathed an exasperated sigh before turning to Derry.

    "Buuut anyways, name's Fend, fellow Budokai contestant. Nice ta meet 'ya, Derry. 's cool to see some folks gettin' to work on pickin' up on the last president's slack." Of course, she had her own civil questions to ask the candidate, but the frog guy seemed to beat her to it- it was only polite to wait her turn.

Fend's Utility Technique, Ki Masquerade is in effect. This hides her Ki from feeling like that of a Shinjin!

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Total Word Count: 542
Items: Healthy Bean, Energy Drink, Turbo Energy Drink

    "That and I'm pretty sure Earth's law enforcement folks are kinda, uh..." Fend paused for a moment, figuring how to word things nicely. "...a bit outdated. I haven't seen a lot of officers with any sort of tools that can pose a challenge to a novice ki user. Expecting them to take on this city-attacking guy seems like a lot, which is not great. Making the police force more competent seems like a good idea." Relying on vigilante do-gooders to dispatch any greater threat seemed... extremely unreliable.

    Fend raised a brow at Derry's response. She'd been out of the loop about the happenings in Central City, and by extent the mysterious Dirty Snakes- she was somewhat sure they were some kind of gang, but knew little more than that. Why would they be bringing Yangcong to justice? "I uh, think I'm missing some context here." Fend managed to pipe in between the frog and presidential candidate's exchange. "What are these Dirty Snake people, exactly?"

    While Fend was busy chatting with Derry, though, the little frog man seemed to have disappeared into the crowd. The masked Shinjin would give a brief glance around as Derry was likely responding to her questions, unable to spot wherever the amphibian ran off to. It seemed odd that he'd just disappear in the middle of an interview...

    ...Fend's silent concern was soon met with the loudest sneeze she had ever heard. "GAH--!!" The Shinjin jolted, quickly swinging out an arm to deploy a swirling barrier of ki on instinct. Thankfully, her barrier would manage to protect herself and the people behind it from the mighty wind stirred by Gabu's sneeze, but...

    "oH GOD that's disgusting." The front of her ki barrier had been coated in snot from the sneeze. She breathed a deep sigh of relief- at least that didn't wind up on her or Derry.

    Fend shook her hand, dispelling the barrier and cautiously stepping out of her seat. There were plenty of dazed civilians that had been slammed by Gabu's violent sneeze... Thankfully nobody seemed too hurt, but if anyone was in need of healing than she was the only person for the job currently. "I'll... take the bullet and try 'ta handle this real quick. Be right back." Fend awkwardly excused herself, leaving Derry and Saiba-Ban at the table- perhaps the little green man finally had that chance to talk with Derry now...

    Once she was done helping some of the civilians back to her feet, Fend approached Gabu. She knelt down to appear less tall and imposing, giving the downed alien a quick glance over. "Uh... are you good, dude?" She spoke, waving a hand in front of his face. He seemed to be the most dazed by the whole thing... "How many fingers am I holding up?" Fend splayed open her hand, holding up two fingers.

    Regardless of the frog's response to Fend, she'd hover her other hand over his torso as it began to glow with a pale white aura. It had been awhile since she'd used her healing magic, but she was pretty sure she wasn't that rusty. "Stay still for a 'sec, I should be able to heal you up real quick..." 

Fend briefly activates her barrier, Tesselation, and uses Mystic Arts to try to heal Gabu. As we're not in combat right now, this is all cool flavory stuff!

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