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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 18, 2021 18:53:42 GMT -5

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Post by Amara on Mar 18, 2021 18:53:42 GMT -5

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A choking, acrid smoke filled Amara's lungs as she coughed in a futile attempt to expel the foul substance from her body. With every desperate breath, only more of the foul tar-laced burning cloud was taken in. It smelled faintly of spacefuel, clue to a leakage somewhere in the ship. Normally such a major issue would warrant immediate attention, but the rapidly flashing warning lights and blaring alarms took priority. Part of her ship had been blasted away already, the emergency sealant working overtime to keep the harsh vacuum of space from suffocating what little passengers remained aboard the escape craft. Amara's eyes watered as she stumbled forward, hacking and pounding her chest as she clutched the pilot's seat. Another Saiyan warrior, one of her crew and the one she knew the best, was seated there. The stretchy lip of his armor was pulled to cover his nose, though evident by the man's shaky demeanor he hadn't managed to escape the smothering smog either. "Tomay, we need to land NOW-" Interrupted by another harsh coughing fit, the other Saiyan kept his shaky grip as best he could on the control stick. "I'm trying my best, Commander, but our left flight stabilizers are shot and we're losing fuel fast. I don't know how much longer I can keep the ship together - let alone the prospect of landing it-" The entire vessel was rocked by a shudder as it dipped suddenly downwards, Tomay snarling as he fought against the controls to keep an even flight. "Our only chance is to go for a planet called 'Earth'. Its not listed as high priority on any of our databases but it houses intelligent lifeforms."

The name of the planet struck a distant chord of familiarity in the warrior but Amara didn't have the time to pause and ponder what it could mean. She nodded swiftly, copying Tomay's technique and lifting the edge of her armor to form a makeshift mask. "Do it then. We've no other option." With a pang of loss, her eyes swept across the ships interior at the three other remaining Saiyans. Five had either died on contact with the unknown enemy or suffocated from the smoke already. What would Father do in a situation like this...? Swallowing a small amount of bile with bitter resolved, Amara moved to near-gap in the ship, kneeling down next to Courne and moving to assist him on the upkeep of the seal. Amara was tempted to wave him away as this job was closest to the leaking fuel, and therefore the smoke - and Courne's gasping and shuddering body told her that he wasn't exactly in good condition. They needed every available hand, though, as much as it pained her. If they all didn't work until they physically couldn't, it was likely none of them would make it out. Her breathing steadied as much as it could, the 'Saiyan' lying prone as her fingers gripped an already lit repair tool.

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It was early morning on a planet called Earth. A peaceful blue ball in the midst of a sea of stars that saw little strife throughout its' life, and that rang doubly true for the smaller clusters of islands to the far south. And yet breaching the otherwise cloudless crystal blue sky was a fiery speck - one that rapidly grew larger and larger. It wouldn't take a genius to recognize that something was crashing down from the heavens above, and quite close to a populated island at that. In the span of a lone fateful minute, it crashed. Not unto the island below but instead adjacent into the frothing waves a ways away. The hunk of space metal groaned audibly, shuddering as it slowly began to sink. A trail had leaked from the fuselage, a bright blue flame lighting the surface of the ocean in a ring shape around the vessel. Though this wasn't just an ordinary downed ship, if anyone was capable of sensing within...

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 18, 2021 22:46:56 GMT -5 Carro likes this

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Post by Dion on Mar 18, 2021 22:46:56 GMT -5

"Ah, geez, the burgers are burning."

Blooming entrepreneur and owner of a brand new home and restaurant location by the seashores of the coast of Papaya Island, Dion Haddock, was currently testing his grilling skills on the sandy beaches, whilst also attempting to keep track of both his little brother Carro- who was currently busying himself with nerding out on the newest edition of Star Warriors (the comic adaptation, it was actually pretty decent, or so he's been told) on a bench away from the sandy linings of the coastline a hundred yards or so out from where they were standing.

Normally he preferred the more homey indoors of a well polished bar, but today was most certainly an exception. It was the first day they had ever been on the island in the first place for he and his brother, with them having moved from one of the archipelago's smaller isles. After having worked countless hours in multiple bars, Dion had saved up enough to buy themselves a sizable little property right by one of the more prettier looking shorelines- not only for the sights, but also due to the fact that their lodgings doubled as Dion's own restaurant business, and a restaurant right by the beach was bound to garner quite a bit of foot traffic from tourists and locals alike.

However, Diono's could wait on it's grand opening for another day or so. Both of the brothers had agreed straight away that they were allowed to at least enjoy a bit of the fruit that had been spawned from their feverish labor. Between Carro normally being busy with his schooling and Dion burying himself underneath a pile of bartending duties as well as going over taxes, he wasn't sure exactly how the two got through it all.

Of course, every time he saw a half empty beer bottle, Dion was reminded how he in particular got through some of the rougher days, but he didn't like thinking over those late-night matters. Point was, they were more than due for a break of some sort, and so the two now found themselves enjoying the sun and the sights in their own special way. The older brother deciding to make the two an unorthodox breakfast, and the younger finally getting to catch up with whatever bookies like he liked to do in their free time.

Sadly, it looked as though their lunch would have to wait, as along with the smell of burning coming from the burgers, a much stronger smoky scent began to pollute the air around the two brothers. Dion's face scrounging in slight disgust as he attempted to wave it away- where in the hell did he buy these meats from?

Looking around, and readjusting his glasses just to make sure he wouldn't lose sight of anything of crucial importance, his eyes widened as he caught sight of something he never thought he'd see within the middle of the ocean. A blue colored fire had erupted from within the white and froth-filled waves, the sounds of metal grinding on metal accompanying the crackling as he promptly switched off the gas on his grill.

"Hey, Carro, can things catch on fire while in water-" was all Dion could get out before his heart began to fill with at first, shock, and then utter dread. If his senses weren't at all as busted as he thought they were at times, and he was feeling what he was feeling, then there was very much a power signature entrapped inside of whatever had just landed within the salty embrace of the surging seas. And it felt, oddly familiar..?

"Uh, Carro, call me crazy, but I think someone might need our help," Dion said worriedly as he began to try and think of exactly how to approach this unfavorable circumstance. On one hand, while they sat idly by, someone was being sent to a watery grave twenty something feet below. On the other, what if the person, or thing, inside that pod was better off? Indecision began to grip at his psyche, and the fact that this energy somehow felt familiar to him did not at all help to soothe his growing anxiety.

"Oh, Kami, what do we do..?!" The out of depth Dion now wondered aloud as he looked over at his brother for some encouragement. "Should I go in after them?! I mean, it's not everyday some potentially dangerous yet somehow all the more familiar stranger crash lands a few miles off of your home's coastline!"

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 0:08:45 GMT -5

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Post by Carro on Mar 19, 2021 0:08:45 GMT -5

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    Carro laid back against the folding chair set outside on the beach, kicking his legs idly to and fro as he buried his nose in some old editions of the Star Warriors comics he'd finally gotten his hands on. After a long day of moving everything into their new home on Papaya Island, he and his brother were finally taking a well-deserved break on the shore. Thankfully Carro was far from a picky eater- he hardly even noticed the difference between the smell of a normal burger and a burned one...

    Though it did definitely smell odd, now that he was paying attention. "Yeesh, what did those poor burgers do to deserve that?" He teased, glancing back from his book. "...But uh, more seriously, is the grill good? Could be somethin in there."

     Carro shrugged it off for the time being, glancing back to their new humble home. It felt surreal to finally have a real place to call their own. From living on the streets on Plant to the guest room in Caper's house to finally their own whole house with a whole other building for Dion's soon-to-be-open business!... And yet, in spite of all that, Carro could always read his brother like an open book- there always seemed to be something troubling his older brother. But it wasn't anything a few rounds of Majin Bros Party couldn't help with!

...But now there was something bothering Carro, too. That smell, most notably. Carro opened his mouth to say something, only to be cut off by a shrill whistle and an explosive BANG as a starship plummeted through the clouds, falling into the seas. Carro yelped as the ship came into view, watching in frozen shock and terror as it landed into the ocean. Sweet merciful Kais above, did he just watch someone die?

"I..." Carro stared, stammering before shaking his head to snap himself back to reality for a moment in response to his brother's shared anxiety. Someone was alive in there?! "W-well we're not going to find out if they're good or not if they're dead! And one of us c-can fly at supersonic speeds while the other can hardly swim!" Carro gestured to himself, and then the ocean as he quickly pulled out his ZPhone to call the police or an ambulance. "...I-If you're going in, just be careful, alright?" Carro glanced back to the slowly sinking wreckage disappearing into the sea. Part of his mind registered what he could make of the crashed vessel's design as scarily familiar, but that was pushed aside in favor of the urgency of the situation.

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 8:20:27 GMT -5

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Post by Amara on Mar 19, 2021 8:20:27 GMT -5

Amara was flung backwards as her ship met the ocean, slamming against the wall with enough force to leave a dent as a pained groan left her lips, the Saiyan tumbling to the floor, arms scrabbling in a desperate attempt to keep herself upright. Control panels and cabinets were tossed around like toys, Amara slipping and coming to an unfortunate head with one as it sandwiched her tail between itself and the reinforced metal floor. Biting back an agonizing scream the Saiyan tried to tug herself free, an overwhelming pain surging through her as the appendage was slowly crushed. Amara finally managed to free herself, limping away as the floor started to slowly tip sideways. The blaring warning lights and sirens had faded, replaced by a cold blackness as the first signs of flooding crept in, a thin layer of salty icy water pooling at her feet. "Hello!?" She shouted in desperation, hoping for any of her crew to have survived.

An explosion rocked the sinking vessel, Amara's heart racing as the distinctive sound of space fuel igniting came from above. It was all too likely that the fuselage had finally torn asunder, and no matter how wet or watery Earth's ocean was, it wouldn't be able to douse a fire started on it. Amara's body began to move automatically, ingrained memory allowing to work her way towards the rear exit of the ship. The biggest threat had been the crash itself, if worst came to worst she could always either transform into an Oozaru or fire off a powerful enough beam to cut straight through the hull. She had been making steady progress right up until another surge of water cascaded into the ship, Amara bracing against the tide as it bore down upon her with vicious vitriol. Growling, a small amount of Ki pooled into her palms as the girl deiced to go for the nuclear option. A Great Ape would have no difficulty tearing themselves free of this wreck and flying out afterward. What power she had at the moment was focused into forming a power ball.

Amara stared into the bright rays for what felt like ages, feeling little more than a light stirring in her tail which still throbbed painfully. Panic began to seep in the longer nothing happened, the Saiyan looking back to briefly see the water level rapidly rising. "No no no..." In a final desperate attempt Amara attempted to blast open the side of the hull with a beam, though little happened other than a few sparks from her palm. "NO!" She slung a punch at the metal, denting it ever so slightly but otherwise leaving the integrity intact. Even as the water began to coil around her ankles... then knees... then waist, Amara didn't stop. Her arms tired, knuckles bruised from the constant impacts, and her energy was waning. "no..." The water reached her chin.

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 11:50:59 GMT -5

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Post by Dion on Mar 19, 2021 11:50:59 GMT -5

Dion quickly realized that Carro had an incredibly good point to make about the physical ability of one of the two brothers currently present yet doing absolutely nothing to remedy the situation- and with permission suddenly having been granted to intervene, the older brother sprang into action, leaving a cloud of sand in his wake as he blasted off straight into the sky and bee-lined it to where he could sense the now dangerously weakening energy signature seemingly struggle within their potential final resting place. Readjusting his glasses midflight to ensure that they wouldn't fall in the midst of the hurry and get lost somewhere within the waves, the young man reeled back a bit in surprise as he heard something that was either big, strong, or perhaps even both make a huge dent within the side of what he could now see was a space pod that had crashed.

Wasting no further time, Dion immediately landed right on top of the metal wreckage, surprised for a second at its potent buoyancy as it remained afloat even with his added weight. Not wanting to harm whoever, or whatever, happened to be inside, the Earth-raised Saiyan opted to avoid blasting the whole thing wide open. Instead, choosing to forcefully grip into one of the weaker walls of the pod itself, tearing through the shakily kept together steel with relative ease, enabling him to get a look at exactly who he was saving as the water inside the pod began to empty rapidly.

His eyes widened behind his glassed gaze as he realized why the energy felt so familiar now- even as she was partially dampened by the large excess of water that had almost swallowed her whole, and in worse shape for wear it seemed from the crash, Dion could recognize that face from anywhere- how could he forget, anyways?

Amara was, after all, indirectly one of the very reasons why he was even here in the first place. Something that anyone would find hard to forget.

Shaking his head to try and remain focused on the task at hand, Dion decided that it would be best to offer one to her- not wanting to swipe her out of her seat and potentially further an injury that he probably wasn't aware of himself. And if Amara did happen to be too weak to even take his offered gesture, the emboldened bartender would then gently take her by the undersides of her arms, pulling her out from the wreckage and beginning to carry her, one arm placed underneath her knees whilst the other positioned one of her arms around his back as he muttered with a concerned tone, surveying her battered and bruised self as he spoke,

"Yunno, I always did want to see you again, if it is you, Amara. But not like this. Just what in the hell have you gotten yourself into..?"

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 12:07:53 GMT -5

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Post by Carro on Mar 19, 2021 12:07:53 GMT -5

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    While Dion darted off to helping whoever was trapped within the sinking vessel, Carro quickly reached into his toolbelt, quickly sorting between a few of the many capsules he kept on hand until he found the one full of his first-aid supplies. While they waited for actual professionals to respond, Carro was experienced enough as a medic to be able to hold the fort until then... hopefully.

    He grew anxious with each passing second when he didn't see his brother resurface, Carro breathed one of the deepest sighs of relief of his life when he saw Dion exit safely, carrying a figure. Should the two safely return to shore Carro would be waiting, already opening up his equipment. Something in the back of his mind registered the woman as eerily familiar, but it was a bit hard to tell with both her injuries and his mind more concerned about the whole making sure this person didn't die part.

The sight of a ripped and twisted monkey tail caused Carro to feel sick with his mutilated the appendage was, his own tail twitching in discomfort. "Kais above--" Carro shuddered at the sight of how battered Amara was before shaking his head. "A-agh, uh, h-hello, we're here to help." He tried to affirm- Carro could only imagine what was going through Amara's head right now. "I'm, uh, going to look over your injuries to make sure you're not gonna die, if that's alright."

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 12:22:26 GMT -5

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Post by Amara on Mar 19, 2021 12:22:26 GMT -5

Water had already gotten to her lungs, vision slowly drifting off. Amara had truly thought she'd die here... when the weakened wall she'd been futilely bashing was ripped off. Blurry-eyed and sluggish in mind Amara allowed herself to be lifted from the wreckage, coughing harshly as bouts of seawater were forcibly expelled from her body. It wasn't hard to tell that they were moving towards shore, though something the man said made her blood freeze. "That name-" She was interrupted by another bout of coughing, though her body language had obviously changed as Amara rolled free of his grasp and onto the sandy beach herself. A smaller person with orangish-brown hair was waiting, some sort of medical equipment at the ready. In automatic response to his words, Amara hurled up her largest bout of water yet, staining the sand below her with a mixture of salty water and traces of blood.

Rolling over onto her back, the Saiyan stared blearily up at the sunny sky, taking heaving breaths now that her lungs were free of their icy prison. "I'll be fine," The girl managed to spit out. "I wouldn't be much of a... Saiyan if I couldn't bounce back from this." Then again the reminder that her 'savior' had known her name somehow came to her mind. "You-" She propped herself up after a short struggle, making it a bit harder for Carro to try and actually do any practical medicine. "How did you know my name?" Her tone was accusatory and distrusting. It didn't help that he was quite clearly a Saiyan judging by the tail. "Did you save me for interrogation later!?"

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 14:44:34 GMT -5

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Post by Dion on Mar 19, 2021 14:44:34 GMT -5

While he was most definitely impressed with Amara's ability amongst other things, Dion was also sure that she shouldn't be overextending herself in any which way after having nearly drowned to death in a metallic underwater tomb. He was tempted to reach out and try and keep her from finicking so much so that Carro would have an easier time at actually applying first aid- he was a medical student after all, he would at least know how to do that much- but he decided not to, considering she was already looking, and acting, quite paranoid as she was.

Speaking of paranoia, a tinge of anxiety dropped into his expression as Amara began to interrogate Dion right from the get go- an expression of confusion slowly shifting to one of slight hurt as he realized she legitimately had forgotten just who in the heck he was in the first place despite his memory of her being more than crystal clear. With his concern quickly over encompassing whatever indignancy he had as her words seemed to imply that the cause of her crash landing wasn't just because of faulty navigation. Readjusting his glasses, he raised his hands quickly as a means of showing he meant no harm, saying first and foremost in a reassuring yet still slightly shook tone from being accused of harboring ulterior motives, "H-hey now, why would I ever do that to you of all people? You've only done right by me the entire time you've known me, I-I got no reason to sell you out to anyone!"

And if that still didn't ring any bells, he'd sigh, saying in a bit of a disappointed tone as he knelt down in front of Amara to keep level eye contact, "You really don't remember me, do you, Amara? I'm hoping the name Dion Haddock rings some bells, but, considering you thought I was some sorta kidnapper a few seconds ago.."

Managing to shake off, at least for now, the feeling of insecurity in order to better focus on actually helping Amara's physical wellbeing at the moment, Dion turned to face his younger brother, asking in a much more steadied tone than before, "How's it looking, Carro? D'ya think we'd be safe just taking her with us back home to clean her up a bit? I know the rest of your actual equipment is back in your room, still in their boxes.."

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 15:33:07 GMT -5

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Post by Carro on Mar 19, 2021 15:33:07 GMT -5

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Carro shuffled back a little as the saiyan spat out a torrent of water and blood, face scrunched in disgust and concern. If there was internal bleeding to deal with, that was a whole different can of worms he didn't think he was prepared for yet... Somehow, he doubted her in spite of her claims of being fine. "You'll be fine if you let me stop you from bleeding out." Carro corrected, continuing his work with trying to apply some bandages soaked in medical fluid in spite of Amara's stirring making it a bit difficult.

Snapping at Dion in an accusatory tone, Carro raised his brow at his sibling's response. "Wait- Amara?" As in Amara Bloodthorne- that Amara?! Now that he had a moment to really look at her face... "Holy crap, i-it is you! It's me, Carro!" Carro perked up, eyes wide in shock. What were the odds of their childhood friend crashing in front of them on the day they moved onto this island? Carro had only more questions than answers, though. Who shot down her ship? Wasn't there still a war to fight on Plant? Where were Korado and Garrick...?

All things that would need answers later. Amara didn't seem to recognize either of her childhood friends- perhaps it was still the adrenaline and panic. It had been about a decade since they'd last met, though...

In response to Dion's concerns over their old friend's conditon, Carro sucked in a breath through his teeth before he spoke to Amara. "Well, the burns and gashes I can treat and will recover with a few days of rest- I-I'm not sure if there's any internal bleeding... Your tail, u-uh, though..." Carro glanced down to Amara's destroyed tail. That thing wasn't going to heal anytime soon, if at all. It almost look like a chunk had been ripped off of it... Would it have to be amputated?

While Carro was working out how best to word that, a string of high-pitched beeps and buzzes resounded from behind the group- robotic, binary-speech. <Hello, friends!! I have returned and acquired us fresh celebratory drinks!> A small robot skipped over to the group, carrying a small platter with some juice and soda on his head. <Oh, did you also hear a big boom earlier? It was very loud! I didn't like it. And who's...> The three pairs of antennae on the drone's head perked up at the sight of the third saiyan after his question. The little android hopped around to look Amara in the eye after setting down his plater, the eyes on his pixellated face narrowing as he scanned through his facial recognition software... <...Amara?> Bud chirped.

<Maker!! Friend!!! It IS you! I missed you!!> Bud hopped up in glee, scampering around the trio a few times like an overexcited dog before approaching his wounded creator. <Why are you covered in red? What are you doing here? Can I help help you?> Carro sighed in response to the little robot's excitement and concern. Though Bud had some new augments from when he and Amara last saw him and the once bright purple luster of his metal had faded with time, he still had the same bright face and chipper voice that Amara made the tiny robot with.

Bud's text in brackets is translated from his beeps and boops!

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 15:59:38 GMT -5

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Post by Amara on Mar 19, 2021 15:59:38 GMT -5

The taller one's words still failed to register, Amara scowling a bit as she assumed he attempted to keep up some sort of charade. Trying to tug at her emotions and admittedly foggy childhood memory right after a deadly crash like that? There had to be some sort of trickery at play here. It wasn't like she could fight back at the moment if his intentions truly were hostile, but the Saiyan didn't intend to sit back and let herself be used like a board piece in a game. The guy knelt to keep eye contact, meeting her steely defiant gaze. Though his full name - Dion Haddock - rung some kind of distant bell. "You..." Amara relaxed just a smidgen, unsure of whether or not her was telling the truth. Dion... Dion was the name of an old childhood sparring partner. He was sent off the planet along with another Saiyan child by her father at their request. Nobody sans their parents would even remember their names at all. ...Well, Carro's parents. "This could still all be an elaborate ploy." Though the accusation lacked her usual venom.

"I'm not going anywhere unless I want to go there," She snapped at Dion's suggestion. Amara was still unsure of who these two were, let alone allowing them to bring her to their house wherever that was. The shorter orangish one then took his turn, seemingly remembering her as well. Carro, he claimed to be. Carro... who happened to be the same name of the Saiyan child that accompanied Dion off planet. Her frown loosened a bit, reading his energy she knew that any sudden violence could seriously harm him... and also the question remained on why a pair of kidnappers would send a one power-level midget to help capture her. He mentioned something about her tail, Amara brushing it off curtly: "It'll be fine. It has to be." Yet still Amara couldn't quite bring herself to fully trust the duo. What were the odds that she'd crash directly next to them after a decade and some change apart?

The odd sound of beeps that registered faintly as words reached her eyes, Amara turning her eyes to the approaching mini-bot with a dawning flicker of recognition. He'd be extensively repaired and seemingly modified, but the core design was still there. The very same helper that she had built with Korado before his departure. "Bud?" She said with no small amount of disbelief. Faking names was one thing, but faking a recreation of the very robot she built? Next to impossible. Did that then mean that these two truly WERE Dion and Carro? "Wait why does he have cog legs? What happened to the cylindrical flux grips he had before? And the other mods too-" Amara caught herself, coughing into a closed fist as she pushed herself up, standing on a pair of shaky legs. "...Fine, take me to your house or whatever."

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 19, 2021 20:00:52 GMT -5

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Post by Dion on Mar 19, 2021 20:00:52 GMT -5

Dion's contrastingly soft and somewhat knowing gaze brightened a bit as all the sudden he could see the gears work themselves a bit in Amara's head, her tense atmosphere suddenly lightening a bit as speaking his full name aloud finally rang a few bells, his initial hurt now replaced with flattery that he was after all still somewhere hidden in that head of hers. Plus, if she was able to critically think in such a manner, that meant her noggin was still intact after that nasty crash landing of hers, and that was always a plus.

He raised both of his hands up once more, shaking his head understandingly as he said in reply to her continued skepticism and hesitancy to go anywhere with them, "I don't blame you, nor will I judge you for it- I haven't a clue what you've been up to all these years, but if my reasoning is correct from what I've been able to see, then you must have been through enough. But that's exactly why, well.."

Struggling to find the right words without it coming off as an ultimatum, Dion paused for a moment, heaving a big sigh as he decided to go with what first came to mind, saying, "..That's exactly why I think you oughta let the weight fall on someone else's shoulders, e-even if it's just for a little while. We don't have much, but.."

"...But it'll be enough, if you would be kind enough to, uh, let us of course."

His gaze shifted focus off of Amara and back onto the medical miracle worker of the group while he awaited an answer from their hotheaded friend, running his eyes over Amara once again as he began to describe the extent of her injuries, also beginning to wince at the sight of her mishandled tail. He wondered how he hadn't taken closer notice to it, probably caught up with the fact that he was seeing anything of Amara in the first place, much less her tail.

Dion got up from his kneeling position, crossing his arms as he began to fidget a bit with his prescription specs, about to suggest visiting one of the local hospitals for a check up when the familiar jingle jangle of machine parts began to sound itself right behind the three of them. His eyes widened, and an exasperated expression appeared on his face just as he realized who had just made their entrance.

"Not, the greatest of times, Bud," Dion muttered as he placed a palm upon his face, attempting to rub the pique right off his face, which was slowly replaced by amusement as he saw the reaction Bud incited out of Amara. He couldn't resist a low chuckle as he realized Carro must have edited the artificial assistant to near unrecognizability. Thankfully, the robot helper appearance's apparently was enough to seal the deal for Amara, and a jubilant air came about the young man as he was given permission to start paying back what he owed to the Bloodthorne family for what they did for the two brothers all those years ago.

Dion moved to pick Amara up again, but now that she was a little less delirious, he decided it was best to ask first before he tried carrying her again. So, he knelt right beside Amara, wordlessly, gesturing from himself and to her, waiting on her word.

"Dreams can become reality.”

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 20, 2021 2:55:57 GMT -5

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Post by Carro on Mar 20, 2021 2:55:57 GMT -5

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Despite Amara's adamancy about her tail, Carro's concerns only grew. He was afraid to touch it to try and bandage it. But slowly but surely, helped in no small part due to Bud's appearance on the scene, Amara began to remember and believe the two when they said they were here to help.

<Yeah! I made them myself and also with Carro! They look cool.> Bud chirped in response to Amara's comment, giving his legs a proud stretch. "E-Earth has, uh, different resources than Plant, o-of course," Carro clarified. "I had to replace a few parts of his when they wore down after a few years." Still, Carro was sure to leave the little robot's programming and personality alone. It always felt wrong to him to fiddle with any robot's memory and their very being- Bud developed entirely on his own in that regard.

Still holding his many questions in to allow Amara time to recover, Carro turned to look at the sinking remains of the ship as he let Dion take care of the situation. Horror bubbled in his chest, causing his tail to sneak its way between his legs. "..." It had been a long time since he'd seen anything as terrible as this. That ship didn't look like one that could be piloted by one person. They'd just watched people- likely Amara's friends- die. It was hard to look away.

Carro shook his head, turning back to his supplies to quickly re-capsulize them and slip their containers back into his pockets, trotting ahead of the group to begin their way home. Bud would move to hop and perch himself Dion's shoulder as well- he would have climbed atop Amara's shoulder for old time's sake were he not afraid of dislocating it. <Don't worry! We have a very nice place! We're still moving in, but... Still!> He chirped as he adjusted his footing.

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 20, 2021 9:55:49 GMT -5

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Post by Amara on Mar 20, 2021 9:55:49 GMT -5

"I said yes to a degree already didn't I?" Amara grumbled, rubbing her head. "You don't need to get so verbose about it. Then again as far as I remember you've always been like that and I doubt that habit will break anytime soon." The Saiyan pushed herself up, shooting Dion a defiant look. "I can walk myself. I appreciate you pulling me out of the wreckage but I'm not disabled." True her entire body hurt like hell right now but that wasn't important to a warrior like her. "...When did you get so TALL anyway?" She added in, a faint bitter tinge on her voice. Amara had always disliked how short she was compared to the rest of her kin, and the only person here shorter than her had a literal defect. She quieted a bit, eyes wandering to the final parts of the ship getting swallowed by the ocean, an unreadable expression plastered to her face. "There were a half dozen people aboard with me." Her voice was calm, but an icy fury dripped from each word. "Whoever did this will pay." The girl turned heel in the sand, ambling forward and brazenly gesturing for the other two to follow. "Well? Were you going to take me to your home or not?"

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 21, 2021 1:27:29 GMT -5

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Post by Dion on Mar 21, 2021 1:27:29 GMT -5

A concerned look persisted on the older boy's youthful features, but in contrast a smile had also formed, something akin to relief filling his body as he could see Amara was still just as fiery as she was despite whatever hellish events she's had to endure in the duration of her absence. Although he did feel a bit sheepish as she pointed out the needlessly verbose manner of which he approached her with. There was much more that the young man wanted to say to Amara after all these years apart, but considering she seemed to be off-put by his already uncharacteristically talkative nature- Amara's presence definitely made him much more verbally inclined than he usually was these days, though considering the last time they saw each other, she probably believed this was decently in line with his personality- Dion decided to put the brakes back on for a little while, replying with a bit of a sheepish look to the side, "M-my apologies, Amara- I'll cut the yapping for now. You're probably spent as is, no need to tire ya further with my bluster..."

And as she got to her feet out of her own conviction to, Dion eyed her worriedly, but also was well aware that now she was on her feet, there was no way she was letting him help her out again, so the best he could do was watch carefully from a distance. His head tilted a bit in slight confusion as for her remark about the height differential shared between the two.

After all, for as long as he could remember, he was always considerably taller than her. It wasn't his fault his parents blessed him with that partial parting gift. So, considering he wanted to keep to his promise of staying relatively quiet, and as his characteristic insecurity began to seep itself in once the adrenaline ran itself out, all Dion could do was shrug in response. The hint of venom Amara had spoken with also helping to keep his bazoo shut.

He had just gotten the chance to reacquaint himself with his first childhood friend, he'd rather not lose it over his big mouth, just like he has so many other things in life.

Speaking of loss, that was most definitely something that was bound to come up in conversation later as Dion slowly took the lead of the three, looking back at the remaining wreckage for a few moments before shifting his focus back inland. He patted Bud on the head gently as he gestured for the other two to follow behind him, thinking about exactly what Amara's words now implied.

Since both Carro and himself were dead set on helping Amara in any way they could, that meant they now had made themselves potential targets for whoever caused the casualties of her entire crew- which now also meant that Dion not only had Carro to look after, but also Amara, seeing as she wouldn't be combat able for at least a good while.

Considering his meager power level in comparison to many other fighters his age, as well as his lack of training in both strategy and over all ability in a fight, Dion knew he was gonna have to do something he didn't believe he was ever going to need to do for the rest of his life, and that, was pick up training again.

But, that was a matter best saved for later. For now, Dion was content with simply leading the four of them back home. Which happened to not be too far away- it was about a hundred yards out from where the group now started their walk.

While making their way, Dion kept decently quiet, hoping that she'd at least tolerate maybe Carro or Bud breaking the silence eventually.

"Dreams can become reality.”

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Burning Daylight (CLOSED) Mar 23, 2021 11:17:12 GMT -5

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Post by Carro on Mar 23, 2021 11:17:12 GMT -5

Carro's PL: 1 || Bud's PL: a number

Carro took the lead swiftly, heading up the steps to their new home's front door- he had to hop up to reach the doorknob to push it open, though. Inside the living room were a few carefully organized stacks of boxes full of belongings still in need of unpacking. Empty shelves had been set up already, along with a couch, an old television, an old Baotendo Swap, and several of Carro's plants he'd set beside the windowsills were a few standout bits and bobs set up inside.

"We really need to get around to unpacking the rest of this stuff soon..." Carro mused, reaching and sifting around in one of the boxes. While Carro took out a few towels to toss over to the other two soaked saiyans, Bud was still hopping along beside Amara, head tilted curiously to the side. <You got taller! You were thiiiiiiis tall when I saw you last!> The little drone raised one of his legs in the air, settling it a little higher above his own head. <My databanks say it has been over ten years since we last met! What's happened in the last ten years with you!... T-the not terrible stuff that's happened, of course!> Bud quickly clarified. Surely Amara had many thrilling stories to tell! <Are Korado and Garrick going to stop by to say hello sometime, too?? I miss them a lot also!>

Carro could only hope Bud's questioning wasn't enough to strike some nerve they were unaware of, but he was equally concerned and curious about what had happened during their time apart. It was still hard to believe all this was actually happening- the possibility that this was all some sort of vivid dream lingered in the back of his mind. The odds of Amara's- their singular childhood friend who lived on the whole other side of the galaxy- ship crashing right outside their home on the very same day they moved in was one heck of a coincidence...