Finding One's Place Jun 1, 2022 17:07:57 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Jun 1, 2022 17:07:57 GMT -5
PL: 31,000 WC: 315
Matoto had spent his time sitting about in the outpost for mercenaries, watching the coming and going of all the different people. Saiyans mostly who had been put out of work what with the war being over. Yet there was always the dirty work of cleaning up beasts that needed culling, and other tasks beneath the official services. Matoto simply sat leaning forward while watching from his seat on the crates which had collected dust. No one apparently having moved this in a long time made for a good spot to sit down.
He had no idea why he was here... perhaps he wished to see what all the fuss was about on plant. The war had ended, Azoth had disappeared and Matoto having settled for a mediocre life on earth... He had gotten sick of his weakness. When had he lost his pride as a saiyan? When had he simply laid down to let life pass him by? Even as he took a drink from his canteen and looking down at the ground, he felt frustration building in his gut. He wanted to punch someone... something, anything! He really needed a good fight.
Liari had disappeared, having lost contact with her eventually made him feel frustrated with himself. Just where had she gone? All things considered she was probably fine... but it did frustrate him to now be able to find her. Maybe if he went to find this "rosemary" queen of the saiyans he could find out. He had been out of the loop with saiyan politics and now he felt frustrated for not being around to find out more. He was beginning to think Azoth had died during the war... if that was the case then he would just fight whoever was stronger than Azoth and beat them up instead. One way or another... he was going to get to punch someone.