Brawlhalla

Another long day spent in search of information. He continued onward to try and catch the tail of any possible event that could involve the Tuffles, or basically anything out of the ordinary in general.

It was an imperative need he felt, for a while. It just felt too odd for him that things would remain this quiet. Maybe this was a dream or there could really be some progress. Even if he doubted relations could ever be restored between the two civilizations, he could at least prevent anything tragic from taking place again.

That was the least he could do for these people.

One such place to gather information and get an idea of both sides was the mercenary outpost. It was not quite the delight to even be nearby such a place; even the wastes were superior to such an experience.

But of course he did not really find much trouble during his time in there, even if he did find anyone looking for a contest, Nasu would often times be 'ignored' due to how intimidating he could look to some of the individuals in said location.

In the end, all that led him in one random tavern. The day could basically be called over for him, and now he could just have something and then leave off to where he was supposed to be. He shoved down a jug of... whatever it was, a strong drink surely, and just let his mind carry him off.

He was still struggling to deliver some heavy hitters with his arsenal, and yet he could not figure out why. What was limiting the amount of energy he could release one at a time?

"Do you not get it?"

A voice from within the depths of his mind had been speaking to him, not regularly but it would usually pop into his mind at will. There was no doubt that he had been hearing it more than usual, lately. But Nasu did know that it was best not to openly respond to it, least people think he was crazy.

"You are denying what you are."

The symphony of the dark dragon once more whispered in his ear, before that voice would fade away. Sadly as a consequence of some guy being shoved into his table. Nasu did not react, he stayed still much like a rock before he stood up, somewhat upset now that he was finally having a good moment. The tall man began to walk ahead, and basically through anyone standing that would step away to make space for Nasu to travel the currents of the situations.

"Cut it off."

He would say, and that was about it. He did not need to try and pull this one's ear any longer. Upon a closer gaze, she looked somewhat familiar, but all things considered he could tell her behavior was as wild as her features were. While Nasu looked pretty much like a Saiyan, his demeanor, words and gaze would often carry a certain weight. A sensation similar to what one would experience in the presence of a dragon. That was why he did not need to say anything more. Those three words were meant to be enough.

Thread Power Level: 89,768
Power Level: 8,000
OOC Notes/Items Used: Ki Suppression

WC: 537

By now the approach had already been made. Of course he did not expect this kind of individual to even just take the command and execute it. There was no way it would have been that easy, but it could have been. Good, perhaps this one could be worth something after all. It would have taken him a couple of moments to figure it out, but he could recognize those kind of scales. She was definitely a reptile, partially. Not that he could tell just any lizard apart from a dragon.

But in any case, he could feel some level of sympathy for this one. Sadly by her own personality she did not make a good impression on him. Would she reveal herself to be just any fighter or have the makings of a warrior?

The man did not need to respond any further, until she approached herself. While she was evidently taller than him, he did not seem intimidated. His eyes remained still like stones and continued to stare straight into hers. By now he was basically studying her, to try and get a feeling of how the next generation was coming along but it was not too far off what he had imagined. Of course she would try and relish this attempt yet into another conflict.

"I am Nasu. I do not have any authority but have they not taught you to respect your elders, hatchling?"

He would say. In other days, he would be likely to respond with a title. He possessed one back then and even had the authority back on his planet to stop this kind of stuff, of course he did not have anything of that kind any longer but something still spoke to him; a memory's fragment. However in this case, he was just supposed to be the eldest elephant in the room. He did not really goad or feel provoked to attack, he was not going to attack unless she was going to continue this foolishness.

"By what do you answer then? Is strength all you value?"

Of course the more the Saiyan would look around, the more he figured out that it was better not to continue any further inside here. He could not speak for her, but his techniques were destructive enough that they could end up causing even more damage to the area. Nevertheless, he did not believe that this young fighter was hiding her true power. Perhaps he was wrong, but he had already suppressed himself down to her level for fairness' sake.

"I am hungry. I would appreciate it if you would stop this nonsense. You can keep it going outside, so you will not not have all this stuff flying around."

Power Level: 8,000

WC: 455
Total WC: 992

He did not exactly find any real surprise that she did not enjoy the term 'hatchling', for one so tall it would probably be the first time to hear words such as those. But that was about all that he thought of her at that moment. His eyes tried to look for any redeeming qualities but he was afraid that he was wasting his time. It did not feel like much different from confronting anyone else in this room.

A shame, given how unique this stranger was. But nevertheless, the insults basically passed him the same way breeze would with one's hair. It was gone, and that was it. It did not exactly make him feel any different, even if they currently stood in front of many others.

"Is that a compliment?"

Nasu questioned that much, but not too seriously. Of course Saiyans did not look old at his age, but he was from another generation nevertheless. Maybe not everyone was able to tell. He did not feel like he needed to use his strength for a couple of reasons. One of them was the Sadala Restoration Plan, if he needed to be a recruiter of sorts or at least help with his presence, he could not just let himself get caught with stuff this meaningless.

Of course, if she had attacked him, things would have gone quite differently. He began to feel a little pressure from this, perhaps in a certain way now he did not just need to fight to grow stronger but also to protect this idea. He could not be taken seriously otherwise.

"Which is a waste, honestly. The likes of you could do much better if you actually knew what monsters are waiting for you in this world. But of course, if you are content with chasing a contract and some zeni, then let that be it."

The options themselves were not as obvious as he had expected. Of course the first one was nearly taken for granted, at least for him, but he did not expect that she would sit down just for some food. Well, not that he had any other use for those few coins he had anyways. The man reached for the inner reaches of his cloth, from there his hand extracted some zeni that he proceeded to throw at the waiter.

"Get us whatever is on the house today."

Of course he was going to eat too, he was hungry.

WC: 410
Total WC: 1,402

He could not help but scoff a little. Not that he needed to feel better, but of course Nasu did not really care to see it as a compliment. He just saw that response coming. That was about it. Most of the rest instead was just not new to him. Nasu, having come from a medieval background, it was easily one of the first duties they would have given you back in the capital to patrol and stop these kind of fist fights.

To be completely honest, this felt just like it. There were big, burly dudes that would just run their mouths off on the authority and so on, in a way it was almost comical to him.

"I do, yes. But I do not need to be a hero, receive fame or money. I am not sure what you are on about, but you have a fervid imagination. And thus far you are yet to hit me. In a way, I have already won without having to raise one finger given my request was that you would stop."

He smiled shortly and pretty much shrugged it off.

"Ideally that would be it. But do you know what a monster is? What makes a monster to you? Their appearance, their intent or their strength?"

Nasu followed while the other approached the counter, he would also do just that but he did not have much intent to stay. This one did not seem the kind of person open with their mind, too bad. In a way he felt everyone in this place lived in their own little world, but it was perhaps true that it was not his place to really decide what they should be worried for or whatever. Perhaps the experience on Namek had some after effects on him, having seen all those innocents mutate or outright die, was no easy feat even for one who had seen death up close before.

He felt a little sympathy given the fact that she had reptilian blood in her and maybe with some sparring he could have helped her grow a little stronger. In truth, a part of him wanted to find some weaker fighters to train for a while now. He knew there were some real monsters out there, good and bad alike, but he wanted the people in general to be ready. They could not always depend on the good guys for salvation.

"Despair, feeling powerless, loss. That is what a monster does to you."

He said and then he tried to offer the fellow dragon a friendly pat on the shoulder, except he did so at full power. When he released that much, some scouters accidentally exploded around them, being outdated models or from the sudden overload of energy picked off from the sensors.

"You are right, it is not my place to question your view of the world. I only ask you think about this, dragon to dragon. You can not win just because you try really hard. Like it or not. The day you meet a monster, there may not be anyone at all to save you. Maybe to some it is a worthy death when handled by one ten times stronger than you, but to me and many others it is wasting your life. Do not treat it all like a tavern fight."

With that, he sighed. His appetite was a little spoiled, he preferred quiet places usually, maybe he would have to scratch off this place.

"Just some advice. Take care."

One final statement before he turned on his heels and headed out of the tavern with only a short-lived wave.

Power Level: 89,768

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WC: 608
Total WC: 2,010