Korado had been hoping to quickly find his place on Earth. To be able to fit right into society and to forget about his life on Plant. But that had not happened. He was still thinking about that life. Nothing had really changed. There was a still war going on and he ran away from that. He really was at a crossroads. If he could not find a place to fit in maybe it really was his place to return to Plant. But what would he do if headed back to plant? Korado needed to somewhere to think this all out. Away from the eyes of others. So he brought himself and Sickle out to the Mount Paozu. On one of the highest peaks he and his slime sat next to him. "This is nice sickle just away from the cities." Just out with nature. He had to admit he was not much of a nature guy in his youth but seeing something like this made him swell with happiness. But the feeling was replaced always with that dread. The dread of deciding what to do with his life. He had finally obtained what he had wanted all his life. A sense of freedom over his being. Now he had no idea how to use that freedom.
Post by Articho Reville on Jul 16, 2021 9:13:16 GMT -5
"I don't know but I've been told... Outer space is very cold... Full of aliens and Saiyans too... To survive out there, you're gonna need a crew... Left, left, lefty-right, lay-o..."
Articho chanted the little cadence as he continued along the path around Mount Paozu, his feet lightly touching the ground before leaping off again in a large stride. The weighted vest he was wearing bounced with each forward jump.
"Warbands out there, roaming the skies... Making planetfall with a battle cry... Take up arms and stand your ground... Send those Saiyans right out of town... Left, left, a-lefty-right, a-lay-o..."
Higher and higher he climbed, sweat pooling on his forehead as he got closer and closer to the summit. Articho would have kept up this simple exercise all the way up, only for something to register on his senses. He landed on the ground and paused, looking towards the top of the mountain with a quizzical look. There were two possibilities: either someone had come all the way out here for whatever reason or a random bear had taken the phrase "apex predator" to its extreme. Articho was hoping it was the latter option, as that meant the fruit or something on this mountain was the secret to quick power ups, but logically, it would make sense for it to be the former.
The young hybrid lifted himself up off the ground and flew the rest of the way to the top. As he arrived, Articho could now see that it was an older man in Saiyan armor. Not a great sign, but there was no need to act hostile outright, especially as, a moment later, he spotted a weird slime-like creature sitting next to him.
"Nice weather today," Articho said with a casual wave, trying to appear nonchalant despite his eyes probing for some sign of aggression to surface.
Korado opened his eyes as his scouter beeped. Sickle peaked over to where Articho was. Sickle formed a slimy hand and waved at the Saiyan man. Korado looked at him, "Well it is nice to see you. I am Korado." Korado stood up. "I am just trying to relax up here. It is hard for me to think anywhere else. Since I was from Plant." He assumed that Artchio was from a plant or at least knew about the planet. "Now that I've finally left I thought I'd be happy. However, I am not happy at all. I just feel I'm stuck in the middle." Korado shakes his head, "I thought heading out to someplace like this would help me think. Allow me to take in a fresh breath and looks at things from a different angle. To figure out exactly what I want with my life?" Korado leaned back hoping that Articho would be able to give him some sort of answer. Thinking just to himself had done him no good. Maybe Articho maybe would be able to give him some sort of insight. Sickle meanwhile was looking over Articho up and down from all the angles he could get a look at the saiyan to try to analyze the type of person he was.