Twin Snakes (Renkon/INV)

Usumi would just watch as the saiyan explained themselves. While, yes, she wasn't referring to physical burns and marks caused by such agitated spirits that did in fact happen as a by-product of their rampant energies. Renkon would just have to figure out the deeper meaning behind their words at a perhaps inopportune time. Griselda was more tentative towards the man's proposal to get them to this 'outpost' for something proper. usumi would want to chew on something a bit larger than Renkon in terms of strength.

"Tch. Good luck getting away with hitting on the girl in any capacity. She can't handle the slightest bit of compliments without folding over."
Of course that dickhead gravitated towards that part of his suggestion. Snickering. He might come to like these Saiyans more and more as time went on if they really did act like that. Griselda just grew a bit red in the cheeks and walked on up to her twin. Smacking her on the back of the head.

"Can you not!?"

"Oof... She's also violent. Maybe they WILL like her! -Ow."
Another rap of her hand smacking and ringing the raven-haired one's skull. It didn't really hurt so much as just disorientate her. After all, this was her own body still. She had some modicum of control over either pair. Made it a lot easier for her to inflict what was essentially self harm.

"Please shut up... I'm sorry, I think we'd appreciate the guide towards this outpost, sir."
This sensible one would be the first to raise with him off the ground. Shortly followed by usumi who was still giggling to herself some at the human's discomfort. being the sensible one too, she would also be one to ask actual questions. Since he offered, it might not hurt to get a gauge on what was going on out here nowadays.

"I only really know of that war that's on galactic news constantly. Is there anything else broadly you know about the settlements out here you can tell? Recent events?"

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WC: 344
TWC: 2918

Gris took some mild interest in the ruins surrounding them and the far-off distant city that was laid to waste by some mega weapon. For how empty the place looked out here there sure was enough to bring up a few different locals. The two of them supposed the planet was never dead after all. It'd be like dropping onto Earth from one of its deserts and judging the rest based on that. Both would remain quiet with only the silver-haired lass nodding at the warning about needing protective gear out in some parts. Up until they landed at the outpost. Greeted by others.

Usumi laughed as they teased the spirit having mortal with his ghost hunts before being targetted with some rather crude attempts. These chucklenuts weren't subtle, and while it did illicit some awkward fidgeting from Griselda, the Raven-haired chick just turned her laugh into a full cackle. The demon literally had zero use for these worthless sacks. Offering them a smirk with one of her hands pulled up to show some pretty sharp canines.

"We'll see how long you last with a pool of blood at your feet, boy. By all means, try me."
The taunt was genuine, she wanted nothing more than to make them stains if given an excuse. Unlike this volatile half of her, Griselda was growing increasingly unsettled by the provocations. Never before did she have some sort of agency to prevent herself from starting fights and preventing death. Everything before this split was one way or the other way.

Renkon provided that sort of out by ignoring the other saiyans can continuing onwards. Griselda would take that opportunity to drag her other half by the arm and bring her along. Harsh tugs were given to make sure she knew she was being pulled away from conflict with a stern glance from silver locks. By the time they were a good distance away from the others, that's when she'd let them go. Usumi shook her shoulder to throw off the hand as it finally releases her, almost hissing at their other half for trying to make them follow.

"Huh. Alright. Well if they are anything like your other friends out front we'll have our work cut out for us. And don't worry. We've got our own ways of... tracking people if need be."
Griselda's eyes scan the building up and down a moment while speaking, tapping her fingers together as a sort of tick.

"Well, what will you be doing now? heading off against with your spirits?"

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WC: 428
TWC: 3346

The paired twins would laugh off the saiyans, either timidly or quite loudly in their respective personalities, following through with the spirit monkey's words as they headed towards a bar. Lively as ever, especially so with this walk of life. It wasn't much like even the shadiest of town taverns back on Earth. Gris made sure to cling to Usumi nearly. It was in there that Renkon mentioned more about his spirits though, and wished to know more on it.

"Mmm. That takes a lot of prep work, and I ain't exactly an expert on spirits. Well, ones that aren't contained in vessels or used to fuel power that is. It seems more like what you have are really clingy wrathful Yurei, wanting to enact their pain through you."
Usumi would offer rather casually, trying to grab a seat and take a drink. There was something... that comes up on both of the twin's radars though. mentally speaking, a large force of powers rushed all along the east, where she assumed this capital was that was spoken of prior.

"And my... 'help' with that usually involves removing them and using them. So, unless you wanna say goodbye, I- Whoa, speak of the devils up above. It's been nice taggin' along, big guy, but I think I know exactly where we're off to next. Come, young one! We've got some powers to chase!"
The pair, one with a drink unpaid for in hand, sauntered off. Rather abruptly, the demon of course giving the few Saiyans that took issue with her blatant thievery a good smack before they vanished into a portal. A void of darkness just outside the bar. It's open and close for them alone, both of them vanishing just as quickly as they appeared beforehand.

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EXIT
WC: 300
TWC: 3646