Post by Amara on Feb 2, 2022 13:55:44 GMT -5
Getting an audience with the Tuffle Chancellor was a LOT easier than Taori. Mayhaps that's because the Chancellor had an actual appointment system that scheduled ACTUAL meetings rather than impromptu drop-ins. The main sticking point was convincing the bureaucracy that the person in charge should spend any of their precious time speaking with what looked to be some random peppy Earthling. Some choice knowledge about Yangcong's attempted insurrection months earlier, an exhibition of her Hardlight skills, some excerpts on her research for restoring the ecosystem on Plant, along with a hearty helping of puppy-dog eyes helped secure a spot. Lucky that Hatchi didn't really need any rebuilding efforts. The damage had been limited to an area where Azoth had fought and apparently blew the top off of some Saiyan android before getting obliterated by an angry Taori, while Sadala had an entire darn ship rammed into it.
Amara's fingers tapped the edge of her stiff corporate waiting chair in a loose rhythm, mind drifting off as she went through the most horrible experience of all: waiting for an appointment. The hybrid wasn't sure how often Cheri was really here in the office as opposed to doing things out in the field, as the entire waiting room was empty save for herself. The woman's eyelids started to finally droop when a harsh buzz knocked her from her daydreams, Amara blinking as a small light flickered from red to green. "Sheesh, took long enough..." She stood to stretch, ambling towards the now unlocked door to the official Chancellor's office. There was so much she wanted to say to the pink-haired woman... but take it one thing at a time. Entering with a bright smile, she'd beeline for the desk and stick a hand out. "Hello! Name's Amara, but you might recall me as Leriac... we teamed up that one time to fight the red-garbed Saiyan?"
Amara's fingers tapped the edge of her stiff corporate waiting chair in a loose rhythm, mind drifting off as she went through the most horrible experience of all: waiting for an appointment. The hybrid wasn't sure how often Cheri was really here in the office as opposed to doing things out in the field, as the entire waiting room was empty save for herself. The woman's eyelids started to finally droop when a harsh buzz knocked her from her daydreams, Amara blinking as a small light flickered from red to green. "Sheesh, took long enough..." She stood to stretch, ambling towards the now unlocked door to the official Chancellor's office. There was so much she wanted to say to the pink-haired woman... but take it one thing at a time. Entering with a bright smile, she'd beeline for the desk and stick a hand out. "Hello! Name's Amara, but you might recall me as Leriac... we teamed up that one time to fight the red-garbed Saiyan?"
Ki Suppression brings Amara's PL to 5
Thread PL: 60,000 | TWC: 313
Thread PL: 60,000 | TWC: 313