Korado had been working on more tech but things were not ready just yet. What was ready was some new upgrade to his Nanobots and some big innovation in his studies for Project Genesis. He and Sickle had both been able to grow stronger but he needed to test all these things. So he had headed to the Destron Crags. He wanted to test his innovation and new strength that should be done away from sight. He wanted to make sure that things he was testing was not seen by other eyes. Especially what he wanted to test with Sickle. Korado sat nanobots spreading across his body. He just wanted to prepare himself for what he was going to ask Sickle to do.
"Alright Sickle. I want to see what you can do. I been testing the blood sample we have taken. I want to see what you can do. Use that blood and morph into your true power." Sickle blob like body bounced forward as ki began to swell around its body. Then a large pulse of wind pushed Korado back slightly as he looked up at Sickle. He could see the slime slowly morphing into another form. He would see Sickle transform into an Arcosian like form. Though his tail seemed thinner more akin to a saiyan tail. That was a combination of the dna samples of Vocado and Azoth that had been added to Sickle's Dna. He had become far more powerful then he was before. Though he would have to hide this power. If anyone saw this he would have to explain some things.
Wc:268
Korado Powerlevel:33,000 Simulated Strength:99,000 - Sickle Powerlevel:29,084 Royal Form:174,504
The dumbest decisions sometimes had the best results. While it wasn't a complete success, it had been a very strange way to train. Matoto had heard stories of a gas known as Destron and a whole valley full of the stuff. It was a life taking gas that weakened the person who entered it, effectively weakening the individual to the point where they couldn't hardly move. Matoto, in his infinite wisdom and stupidity in one, had a unique idea. One where he was going to weaken himself down so that he could enjoy fighting the locals again... But unfortunately for him that didn't work out as he had planned.
Yes his effects had indeed weakened him, he was alone in this place, unable to find anything to fight. So at least now he understood a good method for training, he just didn't have anyone to test it on.
"Tch... Damn."
Was all he could say as he meditated silently on a large spire of stone. His legs crossed, fists upturned and together while he kept his eyes closed. He felt blood thirsty after fighting with Vocado and he was unsure how he could possibly get over this situation. How he did it before was to separate himself from the fighting, but that couldn't always be his answer. He cursed the desire for battle now more than ever, and wondered if he was broken in the head. Perhaps that was why he was cast out in the first place... regardless he was not going to be deterred any longer.
Korado scouter beeped to life. Someone else was out here? Korado would check the power. It was <31,000>. Whoever this person was they were pretty powerful. "Sickle Transform back to base." The Slime ball would begin to morph back as he glanced around. He didn't want anyone to see what Sickle looked like. It may get people to start asking questions. Questions that Korado was not going to have good answers towards. Sickle gave a nod and his mass would return to its normal state. Korado was going to see what this power in the area was about. Hopefully, it was just someone passing by but considering the power, he doubted that was actually the case. They must have had some other reason to be out here.
Korado would head to where Matoto was located and he could see the guy meditating. Guess he was trying to train or something. Not sure why he choose this place of all his options. A Saiyan would only find survival out here. Then again, maybe that was the point. To test oneself against an environment they were not meant to thrive in. An environment that was only meant to bring death. "Greetings." Korado called out to Matato. He would slide down to meet the man while Sickle bounced after him. "I can't say I understand why your here. This place is quite dangerous unless you had your body prepared to deal with the destron gas in the area." Hopefully, he could a reason for Matato and moved him out of the area so he could do so more testing.
Matoto's mind was all over the place, thinking of Liari and how she was doing... Thinking of Taori and where Azoth was... He was thinking about his place in the saiyan society. He was beginning to wonder if he perhaps had been a bit rash to simply leave. All of this things and more flooded his mind while he tried to calm his nerves. He felt like a boat in a turmoil filled sea, and being tossed about violently in the storm was not something Matoto was use to. He was a saiyan warrior at heart, the less he thought about things the better off he was.
Until a voice distracted him. The saiyan's eyes snapping open as he immediately pinpointed the source and frowned. He didn't know who this was, but it was clear that they were not a tourist. Something was following the person too, but the saiyan cared little.
"Eh? Don't understand why I am here? Probably the same reason you are... for my own reasons."
Matoto snorted, feeling ruffled from being interrupted in his thoughts. Even if they were not pleasant ones, Matoto somehow felt frustrated even more.
"I'm here training, why do you care bub?"
Matoto asked, defensive as if he felt put on the spot... but quickly shifted in his seat while he rolled his shoulders.
"Who are you anyways?"
Matoto asked, snorted his displeasure though it wasn't directed in any particular reason. He was just feeling antsy and unfortunately that translated into a prickly personality.
The man was vague and didn't give him an exact answer at least at first. But eventually, he would note he was here to train. "I see, that was what I was assuming. But it is never good to assume. Especially with the peace between our people. You never know how the peace may change at a moment's notice." Korado shook his head. It was a good enough reasoning for him to be out here. Not having to give away his own reasons. He had a lot more reasons to be out here anyway, so if Matoto did ask what he was doing out here, he should be fine. One of many excuses would hopefully be enough to get the saiyan off his back if he pressed. But Matoto first asked who he was, so he'd deal with that.
"I am Korado. I am a tuffle scientist. Just was doing some work out here when my scouter picked up your power level. Not many tuffles are as strong as I am so I went to check it out. Turns out it was not a tuffle." Korado gave a slight chuckle. "Anyway, I didn't mean to get in the way of your training. But as I said, such a high power is not common so I thought it was wise to see what was giving off some strength. For all, I knew it could be a threat to me and my people." Sickle peered from behind Korado as he listened to this. "Oh and this is Sickle. He is my partner." The little slime ball formed a slimy hand to wave at Matoto.
Matoto got more comfortable as the individual spoke, but his guard was still up. Matoto had never met a tuffle in person and had a conversation... he had fought one or two but not for the sake of war. He could only guess one of those egg heads had come here to invent some new way to do war and his suspicion was written as skepticism on his face. Though he didn't particularly care what this tuffle was doing, if it meant a good fight in the future he supposed.
"Its all good, no harm done. Names Matoto."
The saiyan poked a thumb into his chest as he rested an arm on his knee, leaning forward while still cross legged.
"So you are one of those smart guys huh? Nice. I uh... ain't so smart when it comes to tech stuff. I do have a car that could use fixing at some point, if interested."
Matoto asked, clearly trying to be friendly and not let years of influence hinder his ability to be nice. True Matoto was not the friendliest of people but he knew when to not be a complete jerk.
"And neat partner. Looks weird but I ain't one to judge on appearances alone. So this science stuff, it a weapon or something?"
Matoto wasn't trying to pry for any suspicious activities though it may come off as it he supposed. He was just trying to make ideal conversation to distract himself. Sweat was beading his face as he felt the effects of the destron gas. He felt ill, but nothing willpower couldn't shake off. At least he hoped.
"Matoto huh. Good to meet you." He was glad that it seemed there would not be any trouble at least that was what it seemed. Matoto noted that he had a car that he needed fixing at some point. "A car huh? Well, I am more than willing to help out with that." Korado was not sure why the saiyan had a car? He could fly pretty fast he imagined. And he didn't see any reason that a saiyan would want a car out of sentimental value? Then Matoto wanted to know if Sickle was a weapon, Korado cracked a grin. "Well, it can be. But it is not intended to be a weapon. I created him when I was off-world. I got infected by a dangerous virus. I was able to remove that virus from my body and it was used to bring Sickle to life." Sickle would bounce a few times in place. Korado wondered for a moment if maybe he should have just said it was a weapon. Maybe he could test Sickle's new power against Matoto. It could be wise, but it also could show too much. He didn't want anyone to know about Sickle new strength. It had to be something he hid for the right time. But, without testing that strength would he be ready for battle? It was a question he had to consider based on Matoto's next steps.
Matoto gave the tuffle a thumbs up as he confirmed he could fix it, that was awesome. He needed to give it to an older gentlemen after all for his help. Now he would have something to give his friend that wasn't nearly broken. Though Matoto was shaken from his thoughts when the man did confirm that it was a weapon, but it was evident that the sickle named creature was the science in question. So that was how it was huh? Matoto didn't have any issues if the creature looked friendly enough. He didn't like being judgmental off hand for no reason, he was seeking strength for his own self. Someone seeking weapons for their own sake was another form of power.
"Oh, sorry ya got sick. But you seem healthy enough. So its a weapon huh? Thats cool. You seem strong, both of you. Want to fight me? Two at once? I need to train."
Matoto was already feeling excited, heart starting to pump a little faster as he felt himself getting ready. He leaned forward as he waited patiently for a response. He wouldn't force the interaction, but he certainly didn't want to pass up the chance to at least ask. Korado seemed like a decent sort, and Matoto was eager to fight two people at one time. It seemed fun.
"I did get sick but I got better. This was years ago now. But your concern is appreciated." Compared to a lot of saiyans Matoto seemed quite kind. Or at the least respectful. He could never tell with saiyans nowadays. But that concern ended pretty quickly as he wanted to get a challenge. To get stronger, he wanted to fight. Two on one was his suggestion. Korado glanced at Sickle who bobbed with approval. Korado had already wished to face Matoto to test his gadgets and Sickle's new abilities. He had not exactly had the chance to test all of what Sickle could muster. "That seems like a fine idea but we should spar somewhere safer. They are a few bubbles of safe air in these crags. Let's head to one of those to fight." Korado would float in the air and grab Sickle. He was sure that Matato would be strong enough to get a good test going but not enough to have him show all his tricks. It would be a good time to get some valuable data collection. Maybe he could study the saiyan transformation more if he could push Matoto to that. Considering how hungry for battle saiyan typically was, he was sure that be easy. "This way." He motioned for Matoto to follow him to the clean air pocket.
Matoto slowly stood up as Korado seemed to be wanting to move to a new area. He had gotten sick but fortunately had recovered. Good, he didn't want to be fighting a sick man, it wouldn't feel right. Rolling his shoulders, Matoto began to wonder just what sort of weapon that slime thing was. The saiyan practically bouncing on his feet as he got ready to fight in the future when they got to the safe area. He followed without any complaints, taking flight and rushing after Korado.
He wasn't sure where he was being lead, but so long as it was to a good time the saiyan didn't really care. Crossing his arms before flying through the air in silence. Tuffles were truly a different species to saiyans. They used technology to win, but because saiyans had the overwhelming might the tuffles had lost. What if that hadn't been the case? What if Matoto had been born a tuffle? This were all things the saiyan had considered at one point, but in the end it always ended with it doesn't matter. A smirk came across his face as he thought about who he was. He would be himself no matter what body he was born into.
Korado flew into the air and allowed Matoto and himself to head to a safe spot to actually have this sparring session. They would arrive to one of the bubbles of safe area. It even had some grass growing while everything around it was destroyed. Just an example of what the war between the Saiyan's and Tuffles had done to this place. Though to be fair, it was the tuffles that did most of the destruction in this area. Regardless, it was not the time to be focused on the past. It was about the present. Matoto wanted a fight and Korado wanted to test he and Sickle's current combat abilities.
"Alright you wanted a fight. Now we can have a fight." Korado would cross his arms. Sickle the slime bounced forward ready to face off with the Saiyan warrior. "I'll command him for now." He was sure that Sickle alone would be able to handle Matoto. Then he'd jump in if he was needed. "Alright Sickle test yourself against Matoto. Don't hold anything back." The Slime bobbed its body in approval. The Slime would began to slowly shape the top half of its body into a giant fist. The the slime would spin around and fire the giant fist towards Matoto try to send him flying into the dirt with one heavy blow.