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Post by Cato on Oct 24, 2022 16:39:25 GMT -5
THIS IS YOUR WAKE-UP CALL
Cato's PL: 35,000
Cato's PL: 35,000
The palace was unusually busy for a place that had no sitting ruler. Cato didn't know much about the new monarch, save the name -- and that they weren't in any way related to the old King, Taori -- the very King she had waited for hours in the main chamber, only to be ignored entirely. The state of Saiyan politics was still something of a mystery to her, and other than he voiced opinion that deciding the best administrator by force of arms was liable lead to poor rulers, it wasn't something that she had ever much tipped her hat into. But she knew there was someone who had to have strong opinions on all of this, and someone who ought to be informed about her recent time on Arcose.
That someone was Vocado, the leader of the Shredder Corps, who she had all but lost contact with after she went on her informal exile into the neutral area between the Saiyan and Tuffle sectors of Plant.
At first, she had simply assumed that Vocado had fallen out of contact with her because he no longer considered her as valuable a prospect as he once did. But when she returned to Plant this time, and he was still nowhere to be seen, she decided to look into it -- only to be told by some low-ranking scientist that the warrior was still locked away in the palace in a healing chamber, apparently in a coma for weeks since some previous incident. Now would have been the last time she would have wanted to come to the palace, but circumstances were what they were.
She pushed past a couple of grunts on the way in to the medical facility, ignoring their protests. They had only to take a gander at their scouters, and they would know not to interfere with her. She was far from the most impressive power on hand at any given moment in the palace, but she knew full well she was enough to take on any of the lower ranking soldiers -- perhaps most of the royal guards too. With the help of her scouter, it only took a few minutes to locate Vocado, where he was resting inside his healing chamber.
Against the protests of one of the doctors on-hand, she raised her palm and released a sharp blast of ki -- just enough to send the air rushing towards the glass sealing the chamber. In an instant, the glass cracked and then shattered, leaving the contents of the chamber to spill out onto the floor. Cato was sure from a glance that he didn't actually need any further healing, anyways -- if anything, she wondered if the influence of the soothing medical machine had helped to keep him unconscious for longer than he aught to have been.
"It's time for you to wake up," she snapped. "You managed to miss the end of your King's reign."
That someone was Vocado, the leader of the Shredder Corps, who she had all but lost contact with after she went on her informal exile into the neutral area between the Saiyan and Tuffle sectors of Plant.
At first, she had simply assumed that Vocado had fallen out of contact with her because he no longer considered her as valuable a prospect as he once did. But when she returned to Plant this time, and he was still nowhere to be seen, she decided to look into it -- only to be told by some low-ranking scientist that the warrior was still locked away in the palace in a healing chamber, apparently in a coma for weeks since some previous incident. Now would have been the last time she would have wanted to come to the palace, but circumstances were what they were.
She pushed past a couple of grunts on the way in to the medical facility, ignoring their protests. They had only to take a gander at their scouters, and they would know not to interfere with her. She was far from the most impressive power on hand at any given moment in the palace, but she knew full well she was enough to take on any of the lower ranking soldiers -- perhaps most of the royal guards too. With the help of her scouter, it only took a few minutes to locate Vocado, where he was resting inside his healing chamber.
Against the protests of one of the doctors on-hand, she raised her palm and released a sharp blast of ki -- just enough to send the air rushing towards the glass sealing the chamber. In an instant, the glass cracked and then shattered, leaving the contents of the chamber to spill out onto the floor. Cato was sure from a glance that he didn't actually need any further healing, anyways -- if anything, she wondered if the influence of the soothing medical machine had helped to keep him unconscious for longer than he aught to have been.
"It's time for you to wake up," she snapped. "You managed to miss the end of your King's reign."
TWC: 496
