Post by Majin Moire on Sept 16, 2022 22:26:57 GMT -5
Thread PL: 25,000 | Items: N/A
Perhaps Moire shouldn't have gotten herself into another small pod so soon after she only just recently escaped from the seal. She really should've found someone with a bigger ship, but it wasn't like she had much time to pick and choose what she wanted when people back on Earth were chasing her around in that damn space-port. It was time that she took a bit of a break from Earth and return when she's stronger, but at least it gives her an opportunity to explore the rest of the galaxy and see if there are any better spots to find the unwitting. Given the few choices she had, the saiyans would likely turn her into paste when she lands, the tuffles might get the wrong idea and attempt experiments on her, Konats was a wild card, and Namek was too sparse. Arcose it is, then.
By the time her pod arrives on the planet, one of the attendants approaches her craft and pulls out some sort of electronic pad, likely looking to get her name or something. Moire swears that if they have something like those damn accords on Earth, she's immediately going to take off. She'll have better chances on Namek in that case. Her pod opens up and allows the majin to climb out, Moire now able to see that a brenchian of all people was checking her in. "Name?" "Moire," she responds before beginning to walk away. The worker seemed a bit confused as to what she was doing and grabs hold of her wrist, asking, "Ah, hold up a second. There's a fee to keep this spot, you know. I'll need just a bit o' cash to act as collateral while you're parked here." The earthlings certainly didn't appreciate it when she conjured up money to pay them, so it likely wouldn't work here either. Seconds in, and she's already gotten herself into a pickle. At least she could probably go into hiding once again...
Perhaps Moire shouldn't have gotten herself into another small pod so soon after she only just recently escaped from the seal. She really should've found someone with a bigger ship, but it wasn't like she had much time to pick and choose what she wanted when people back on Earth were chasing her around in that damn space-port. It was time that she took a bit of a break from Earth and return when she's stronger, but at least it gives her an opportunity to explore the rest of the galaxy and see if there are any better spots to find the unwitting. Given the few choices she had, the saiyans would likely turn her into paste when she lands, the tuffles might get the wrong idea and attempt experiments on her, Konats was a wild card, and Namek was too sparse. Arcose it is, then.
By the time her pod arrives on the planet, one of the attendants approaches her craft and pulls out some sort of electronic pad, likely looking to get her name or something. Moire swears that if they have something like those damn accords on Earth, she's immediately going to take off. She'll have better chances on Namek in that case. Her pod opens up and allows the majin to climb out, Moire now able to see that a brenchian of all people was checking her in. "Name?" "Moire," she responds before beginning to walk away. The worker seemed a bit confused as to what she was doing and grabs hold of her wrist, asking, "Ah, hold up a second. There's a fee to keep this spot, you know. I'll need just a bit o' cash to act as collateral while you're parked here." The earthlings certainly didn't appreciate it when she conjured up money to pay them, so it likely wouldn't work here either. Seconds in, and she's already gotten herself into a pickle. At least she could probably go into hiding once again...
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