Ending the War Nov 9, 2021 21:32:48 GMT -5
Post by Taori on Nov 9, 2021 21:32:48 GMT -5
|TAORI'S PL: 60,000 (Suppressed to 5)|
|ACTIVE TRANSFORMATIONS: None|
Well, here he was. Taori had gone to quite great lengths to scout out as obscure a place he could in the neutral territory to avoid any eavesdroppers, and while it had taken some digging, he had discovered a highly dangerous and remote acidic lake in the far reaches of the Saiba Breeding Pits, where few dared to go, and even fewer returned alive from. Whether it was Destron or some other natural disaster that had ravaged the place to become so utterly inhospitable, he couldn't say for sure, but one thing was for certain: words that few ears should hear were meant to be spoken here.
And few ears indeed were meant to hear his words today: in fact, only two ears in particular were meant to. Those of Cheri's.
It hadn't taken long for word of her election to Chancellor to come down the grapevine of intelligence, and it was a great relief to Taori that she of all people was the one chosen to lead the Tuffles, as, above all the others he knew, she was by far the most reasonable. And seemed to carry the least grudge towards Saiyans, given how she had been in bed with one. ...Er, he probably didn't need to let her know that he was aware of that part. This was a purely political meeting.
He had sent an encoded message to Korado, whom he'd instructed to deliver to the Chancellor and the Chancellor alone, though it was anyone's guess whether or not he had actually come through. There was the possibility Cheri might seize the knowledge of his being all alone out in the middle of nowhere to attack him, but he did have his scouter ready to call for emergency backup, if the need arose. Besides, Taori had enough faith in his abilities that he felt confident he could escape if necessary.
As for the message, it had given Cheri a time and place to meet - namely, the present time, and the current place Taori was standing. And it had given her a brief explanation of what to do: to come alone, to expect Taori be alone, and that Taori intended to end the war. ...She wouldn't have taken that as him challenging her to a fight, would she? Taori suddenly wondered if he should have been a bit less cryptic in his message. Oh, well.
All he could do was stand, wait, and see what happened. If she even came at all.