Post by Rensou on Feb 8, 2022 11:19:00 GMT -5
It seemed like months had past since Rensou was involved in the current affairs of Plant, or anywhere else for that matter. A whole war had been fought in his absence; what did this mean for the future of the planet? The Tuffles were forced to accept surrender, and despite his new found affection for the Saiyan people through his interactions with a particular girl he couldn't help but feel a great sorrow overtake him. The Tuffles had built him; not that it would have been his choice to turn out the way he did, but still that creation had a purpose. He was supposed to be a weapon against Saiyans, and he wasn't there in their time of need.
Though the peace treaty was not as brutal as the Saiyans would have surely liked, it still resulted in grave injury for the Tuffle people; not just physically, but to their pride and respect. It'd be be a long time until they properly recovered, or was it 'we'? Emotions were in conflict, without Zuqetta's guidance he found himself lost in Plant; it was a similar feeling as when they had first meet. Though he had a mission in mind he was at that point lost. Leaving Plant was an option, but where would he go? It's not like he'd never left Plant before, but it was never without a purpose.
Without contact from Zuqetta or Azoth in a while if left him unsure as what to do next, though the one thing he was sure of was that he ought to try and get to know the new leaders of Plant. Taori on the Saiyan side; friend or foe? And Cheri on the other. Rensou knew virtually nothing about either outside of their reputation, but if he were to take a side in the greater conflict then he'd want to fix that. Would he follow through with his original purpose and strike at the Saiyans while aiding in the building of the Tuffle people? Or would he turn his back on that path to build his own?
No; there'd be no following the script. No matter what path he took he'd knew that it'd be his choice to make. Due to his appearance he figured that it'd be easier to blend in with the Saiyans, and he really didn't feel like causing a scene with the Tuffles right now. Dropping by to the Saiyan palace was always a risky decision, but it you wanted to rub shoulders with the Saiyan high class then there was no better place to go. He wasn't expecting an audience with the King or anything, but maybe he could get his foot through the door. As long as he found someone stronger than him he'd be happy.
Saiyans were all about strength; as long as he didn't mask what he was packing then the common doorman would give him respect, but it'd been so long since he tussled with one of the big boys that he didn't know whether or not he could still stack up with them. Touching down near the entrance he casually strode up the stairs; he made sure to put on his battle armour since that would stand out less than his casual clothes. The guards gave him some looks as he walked through the door, but nothing more. From there he got to work looking out for any one who looked important.
Saiyans were all about strength; as long as he didn't mask what he was packing then the common doorman would give him respect, but it'd been so long since he tussled with one of the big boys that he didn't know whether or not he could still stack up with them. Touching down near the entrance he casually strode up the stairs; he made sure to put on his battle armour since that would stand out less than his casual clothes. The guards gave him some looks as he walked through the door, but nothing more. From there he got to work looking out for any one who looked important.
PL: 50,000
No Items - KP: 6/6 - MP: 0/6 - HP: 0/250
Resources: Burning Ki, Vampiric, Impossible Recovery, Tactician
WC: 572
TWC: 572