The Old Wild West

Yakone was dressed in his old father's teal colored saiyan uniform, the only difference was that he was dressed with a black jumpsuit underneath the armor along with white gloves and boots. His uncle, Ches, had a slightly darker version of Yakone's armor but chose to wear a robe underneath his armor rather than a typical jumpsuit. His blue scouter was on his left eye and he get pressing on the button repeatedly, still unable to pick up any signal on it. Ches had briefly sighed to himself as he held his cane with him and using his right hand to walk with it.

"I have to give your father some credit. He was able to survive this long without a cane. Hehe, it's pretty fascinating to say the least."

Yakone shifted his eyes to his uncle, having a red colored scouter over his left eye.

"Have you ever met my father before his death?"

"No, I wanted to stay far away from your father as much as I could. Even though he believed in the cause to fight for what he believed was right, he went about it the wrong way and made enemies."

"Is that why you dyed your hair red and your beard to look less like him?"

"You really are a smart boy, just like your father. I just hope you don't run on emotion like he did. It will be the end of you if you did."

They had finally arrived at this village, looking as outdated compared to Hatchi City and Capital Sadala, this place looked like it was abandoned but clearly wasn't since they both spotted nearby villagers roaming about, eyeing their articles of clothing. Ches had spotted a nearby bar and entered it, Yakone followed suit and now eyes were locked onto them like predator would look at potential prey, just waiting to strike...Ches took notice and so did Yakone, a particular group of guys had briefly stopped their card game as they idly shifted their eyes back to the game yet still focusing on these two guys that had entered. Ches was quick to whisper to Yakone as they walked into the bar together to make it less awkward.

"Stay on your toes boy..."

"Right.."

They both arrived in front of the bar counter just looking over the menu and now sitting on the wooden stools. The bartender was a hefty looking saiyan that grew out his beard and shaved off his head.

"What can I get you two fine gentlemen?"

"Just water for me."

"A whisky."

Their beverages were handed to them and the group of lowlife criminals had approached them, five in total as the leader held a toothpick on the tip of his bottom lip.

"You saiyan army soldiers have traveled to the wrong side of town. Hand over your loot and there won't be any trouble."

"We aren't saiyan soldiers."

"We are just simple travelers."

"Even better..."

The leader had stepped forward, Ches was quick to quickly turn towards the man and getting off of the stool as he tossed his whisky drink against the leader's face. Causing him to almost drown in the liquor as he stumbled back in mere shock. Ches' false bottom of his wooden cane had dropped to the ground and he immediately drew his sword to the leader's neck. The cold steel of the blade brought chills to the leader's back. Yakone was quick to bypass the leader and aimed both his hands towards the four members with his red orbs already shown and just being charged up and held. The power that both of these guys had displayed, had shocked the bandits and had caused them to walk away from the incident unharmed and they left the bar in embarrassment.

Yakone sitting down on the bar stool and Ches sitting back down as he sheathed his sword into his cane again. The bartender had refilled Ches' whisky glass and replied to him briefly as he walked away to clean the nearby tables.

"Its on the house don't worry about it. That Black Hand Gang have been causing tourist a lot of trouble and even forces us to pay them monthly for 'protection'."

"They won't be coming back anytime soon hehe."

710 // both Yakone and Ches' is at 10k pl.