Now That She's Back in the Atmosphere...(Open)

“I think I'd prefer to stay alive as long as possible either way, I'm in no hurry to find out what's on the other side just yet.”

She listened to him talking as they both floated there, her pod shining in the sunlight that reflected off its shiny surfaces, the light making both of them light up as it danced around them in the dark of space. When he continued, her jaw set and she gave a slight nod of recognition after considering his words. Many horrible things had been done over the years in and around Plant so it wasn’t that shocking that a child had been killed somewhere in the years past...it did pose the question as to how he’d still managed to grow up if he’d died as a baby...it was hard to tell what was truth right now...especially knowing so little about Yakone that she did.

She nodded again when he asked about her heading on…

“I don’t know how long I can hold this current state for and I'd rather not push it...I'm already way past what I was expecting to be able to achieve on the first attempt...and unlike you...Ghosts...I can’t survive up here without my power holding out.”

The young warrior drifted back but their voices carried easily despite the distance that was growing, her hand resting on the cold smooth metal of her craft, eyes back on the white haired Saiyan hybrid...ghost...person.

“Maybe we’ll find out some day when the battlefield isn’t weighted in your favour...who knows what the future holds for us?”

The pod hissed as the door opened behind her, a panel blinking beside her hand,

“Still with the short jokes? You trying to be funny dead man? My height hasn’t stopped me getting this far so don't expect me to change just because you start teasing me about it.”

She gave a chuckle as he floated there and fired his fingers at her with that wink, her head shaking,

“If we keep saving the galaxy one ship at a time it's going to take an eternity...but maybe we’d be friends by then after all...it's a strange place in this universe of ours…”

With a wave and a nod farewell Jagaimo allowed the hatch to hiss closed, sealing her back inside the pod and re-pressurising itself, finally breathing in a real lungful of air, a few taps of her fingers setting the pod on its way back to the surface. She couldn’t glance back but something in her gut told her that she was more than likely going to see that man again for better or for worse...but for now it was a good deed and a farewell that parted with them...