Jingle All the Way [CONQUEST]

After finishing up with helping the scaffolding and other structures in East City, and reporting on her activities to her Accords assigned handler who was honestly unsure whether to tell Glainne off or praise her for her actions in the reconstruction efforts, the crystalline woman had made her way back to the frozen north. Glainne had to admit that she was feeling a little bit homesick. Earth was so very different from what she had expected it to be like, even after listening to its broadcasts back home on Europa... And the people were just as different as well.

This worlds cold north was as close to feeling like home as she was going to get, at least without leaving the planet at any rate. Breaking her free of her ruminations however was a sudden surge in power from somewhere nearby. The crystalline woman bit her lip as she could feel it was at least double her own current strength... But she came here to Earth to try and help people and that's exactly what she was going to do.

As she approached the place she recalled to be called "Jingle Village", she could sense another power that she recognised arriving on the scene! Of course this little moment of elation was broken when she heard the cracking thunder of a gun being fired. Without any hesitation the crystalline womans body grew colder, ice trailing down her attire as she arrived on the scene with a plume of snow trailing behind her.

Her eyes tracked the scene in front of her, with a blonde woman holding a weapon that looked to be recently discharged, a crimson figure sitting on a chair, who appeared to be the source of the power she had sensed earlier, and Celerous was here as well. Glainne gave the Saiyan a nod in greeting before she took into account the current amount of civilians and started to construct a set of basic crystalline barricades between the villagers and the potential combatants as best she could. "Please, everyone take shelter!" the crystalline woman called out, hoping that at least some kind of peace can be kept...

At first, Celerous didn't notice the Earthling girl or the small boy. Their power levels were just too low to parse. He did feel Glainne set down behind him, but opted not to turn his head to greet her, not with a potentially dangerous opponent right in front of him. Whoever this red person was, they didn't exactly seem all that threatening, but looks were often deceiving. 

That was a lesson Celerous had learned all too well.

"Glainne," Celerous pushed his thoughts toward the glass woman, "do your best to keep collateral to a minimum. I don't want a repeat of East City here. Leave the rest to me."

Celerous could feel the red individual's power, and while it more than doubled Glainne's, he figured it was only a little over half of his own. Still, he didn't want to bank on having the power advantage in this fight. Thus far, it had been his experience that he was the underdog. Always on the backfoot when it came to raw power. He'd gotten stronger, a lot stronger even, but he wasn't about to let overconfidence be his downfall.

The red figure referred to him as a "champion," which Celerous supposed fit, but he didn't like how pretentious it sounded. He opened his mouth to retort, and reject the notion, only to be interrupted by a gunshot. The bullet sped for their aggressor, and Celerous' eyes widened, already knowing that simple gun wouldn't do this person in.

The blonde turned to him, and away from the enemy, with a quip of some sort, but Celerous didn't have time to engage with her in conversation. He watched as the creature caught the bullet, though not in time to save their drink, and knew that the chance to talk had likely been ruined.

"Get behind me!" Celerous barked to the blonde, as he stepped in front of her.

He felt not-Santa Claus' power explode, and matched it in time. He let out a roar as he pushed all his power through his muscles, rapidly expanding them until he looked like he was on steroids that were on steroids. Raw fury burned through his blood, and that primal desire to dominate beat within his heart, but Celerous forced it down as he always did.

Then the attack came.

A red burst of Ki energy came raced in their direction. Celerous raised a forearm up, the skin hardening and tightening until it took on the appearance of flesh colored scales. The creature's Ki blast exploded against him, failing to harm him through his thickened skin, and the young hybrid leaped into action. Reacting on blind instinct, and welling power into his arms, Celerous slapped his palms closed with all his might. Compressed air shot toward his opponent like an arrow, hopefully with enough force to knock them over.

Regardless of whether or not his attack struck, Celerous opted to try for words one last time:

"I'm willing to chalk that up as a kneejerk reaction to getting shot," Celerous warned, "but this is the last chance I'm going to give you: walk away now. I'll let you leave in peace."

With a determined effort the boy made his way out of his vase. He was excited that his friend had shown up. He didn't expect them to meet so soon after their last encounter. This small frozen village was the last place he expected. She seemed a lot more serious this time around. He was impressed with just how strong she actually was. He never would have guessed.

Hey Glainne! Long time no see. What's going on here?

The boy yelled at this top of his lungs so he could be heard over the commotion. He made a bee line while he spoke up towards where the action was happening. He figured she had citizens covered so the best thing he could do was to try and eliminate the threat as soon as possible.

He wasn't sure who the guy was but if he was a friend of Glainnes then he was a friend of his. He tried to keep a close eye on the one with the gun also. He assumed they were all on the same side in this fiasco but you just never know these days. He stopped when he was just behind the guy. With a deep breath he entered his optimal fighting form. Since there was no physical transformation and his power couldn't be sensed he doubted anybody would notice.

Not quite sure what's going on here but I got your back. I will protect the people of Jingle village with you. Nobody is getting hurt today that does not deserve it. The names Zain by the way!

The boy would take a defensive stance while the gentleman attacked. He was certainly strong and his attack packed one helluva punch. The boy  was sure he could probably handle this all by himself but he figured he would offer his assistance just in case. If his opponent were to try anything funny Zain would be there to shut it down.



Zain gets ready for defense
Antisense on
Battle sense(x3) activated
Pl 60,000
KP 6/6
Mp 1/6
Wc 330
TWc 620

"Yes!" The Demon sounded giddy that Celerous blocked their attack with nary a scratch. "You! You truly are a powerful warrior! You're exactly what I need to redeem myself!" Their aura flickered, gaining a malicious purple hue as the Saiyan's counter-attack came flying. Chervii threw up a weak barrier in response, shrugging off the residual damage with an elated laugh. Yet Celerous had to go and ruin the moment: "Walk away?" Oh, the mere THOUGHT made Chervii spin. "Apologies, Sir Champion, but if my fate is between exile and redemption in death... then I MUST choose the latter! There is no peace in Chervii's future."

The blonde then squawked, righteously indignant. "Kill?" They replied, voice laced with confusion. "Of course not. A champion of your caliber would surely be able to withstand such a blow." The gun was leveled again. "Oh! 'For real?' Do you also have latent power to show!?" The sudden wall of glass and subsequent literal arena that formed only served to embolden Chervii more. "Ah! A proper area to fight, befitting of this legendary battle. You've my thanks!" They'd turn back to Celerous, a glint from within their helmet serving as the only warning to a sudden pair of dual beams shooting straight at the hero!

"I am Chervii, of House Coryndyr. What are the names of the powerful champions that oppose me?"

Cato was all but ready to fire at the conqueror, when the martial artist raised his hand to stop her. She let out a howl of indignation, mixed with a little shock. Did he not know how dangerous it was to stick your hand in front of a loaded gun? If it weren't for her cool, calm, and collected nature, she might have blown his hand off in an instant.

She whirled around on her heels and made to march off, stomping her boots in the ground as loud as she possibly could to emphasize just how much offense she had taken to his comments. That monster had tried to attack her for no real reason, and all she had done was shoot at a cup in his hand! That's all she tried to do.

Definitely. That was it.

She got about two feet away from where the martial artist was standing when his order began to sound not all that good at all to her. Why should she leave it to someone who wasn't even armed? Stupid.

She whirled around, taking aim with her pistol again -- but this time she loaded an oozing green bullet into the chamber. This shot, this would do something real if it hit. And she only hoped that big red monster would know to give up when it hit him. Or after it hit him, and everyone else hit him too.

"Hey, dumbass!" she yelled. "If you're so tough, try to take this!"

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