Post by Sawba on Aug 8, 2022 19:39:49 GMT -5
Sawba would enter the atmosphere of The Broiling Moon within an Acrosian Empire transport, gazing out one of her many viewports as the Moon came into view in the first place. Once they were close enough however this view would go from a galactic beauty to a Hellish landscape, a living volcano of a planet, a fiery pit that was being siphoned until she imploded on herself. Owned by several if not dozens of Acrosian-related corporations the place's fate had been sealed long ago, even if anyone had ever spoke up on saving it, even if someone attempted present day it wouldn't matter. The Broiling Moon was destined to decimation through abuse and when she was gone surely no one would remember her once the next planet-to-siphon had been chosen.
Still, the Moon had its uses beyond resources to corporations....at least for the likes of Sawba, a Saiyan traitor among the ranks of the Acrosian Empire. The latter individual using the place as his personal training grounds when he got the time off to do so, enjoying what seclusion it offered him so that he might avoid prying or judgeful eyes. After all he was surrounded by the likes of Acrosians and their slaves/servants leaving him on edge with anxiety when it came to having to listen to the more often than not side comment about his "Low-class Saiyan" heritage, "Low-power level", etc. Taking to the "Firesalt Vents" Sawba would exit the transport and fly himself when able. Eventually finding the place per usual he'd descend into nigh the center of the Firesalt Fields he'd take in his surroundings as he always had when returning to the place. The ground was obsidian black gravel with the occasional small crack within the land glowing orange and yellow as the heat and molten magma were exposed below.
But, alas the place was known by it's namesake for a reason, stalactite like protrusions jutting out from the ground with some being upwards of ten feet tall that would blast out a reddish-orange powder-like substance. This substance in turn was collected and processed into a performance enhancing substance commonly used by Brench-seijin athletes. But, this wasn't why Sawba trained there, nay, he chose the place because due to the nature of the place no one else went there willy nilly, just robots for resource collection and even then they lacked the AI to register him as being there and not being on the job. And with this freedom given Sawba would shift into an open fighting stance before proceeding to enter a bout of shadow boxing. However, this day of training would be unlike any other for due to Sawba taking a misstep during a ghost attack, caused by avoiding a random collector-droid that flew into his path, which would lead to him taking a header into one of the Firesalt vents.
In this he'd stumble back onto his rear, sitting in the smooth glassy gravel as he began to desperately rub at his eyes and face to remove the Firesalt irritant. Yet, the naturally occurring substance would already begin to take effect as it entered his bloodstream rapidly causing his heart to begin to "enlarge" with each pump leaving his chest almost heaving. His eyes would go bloodshot and his pupil would almost glaze over to white as the veins along his body, from his head down to his feet, would also intensify by bulging in appearance. He hadn't gone fully berserk, but he was pumped up on Firesalts, this would lead to him launching back to his feet, performing a half-rotation of a spin before launching a random sphere of ki which would collide with the same collector-droid from a distance. At this point though even the infected/enraged Sawba could tell what had just transpired.
" Oh shiiii....That's coming out of my paycheck.....Hehh, hehh...."
Panting as his chest continued to heave the angry Sawba would nonetheless continue with his training all the while ignorant that a direct message had been sent out about one of the droids being destroyed planetside. Which meant that he was also unknowingly about to become subject to a visit for the very same matter.