Mechanized and Furry

The Capital wasn't like anything Acous thought he would find out in the harsh lands of plant. Sure it was the capital but Acous had been ill informed of the saiyans and their abilities when it came to technology. Sure they weren't as advanced as a tuffle, but it wasn't necessarily hard to see why they won. Battles made them stronger, they fought constantly, and they weren't stupid brutes like most would paint them... most of them. Acous had run into the occasional brute here and there, but nothing his RCU unit could not handle.

When bullied, Acous quickly put them down and returned to his work. The Namekian currently sat at a table of what could be only described as a fancy restaurant, one of the most expensive one could find in Sadala while he simply sipped away at a refined drink. It had some foreign name to it that Acous didn't bother to learn, but he simply enjoyed it nonetheless. Acous sat cross legged while he held up a small handheld device and was scrolling through feeds while replying to messages that needed answer. Not one for social or friends... Acous had only ever known Business and work. It was how he functioned, and what kept him at ease.

The waiter would occasionally give him a refill, and was giving him a scowl befitting the scum of the universe, yet the Namekian didn't bother to look up from his phone to acknowledge it. SIN had already told him, and he didn't care. He only cared when the waiter decided to take it a step further and spilt his drink on his trousers and shirt. The Namekian's eyes looking down at the stain before looking at the waiter who sneered down at him. However, despite getting upset the Namekian simply smiled, setting his device down and placing his hands on his lap. 

From his sleeves came the grey mass of Nanomachines, the tiny little robots quickly removing any traces of the liquid from the fabric and then returning under his sleeves. Once cleaned up and dried by his tiny droids, he went back to what he was doing while still smirking at the saiyan waiter. Being defeated through his ploy, the waiter simply excused himself without apologizing and returned to their duty. This left Acous to return to his reading and messaging in peace.