The Buzz in Sadala (OPEN)

So, apparently the new Queen of the Saiyans was wanting to hold some kind of grand announcement or something to that effect. Well, the mercenary crew were in the area and it would behoove them to keep themselves abreast of the local politics as well as get an idea of who was exactly all here. And so they made their way along with what looked like nearly every other Saiyan in Sadala if not the Vegeta region of Plant itself towards the palace. Sure they probably got the odd look now and again, but hey when the leader of an entire species declares an open forum, you're bound to get a few visitors popping by right?

Erbia gave a low whistle when he took a proper look at the Queen up on the balcony in the distance. "Not bad... I'd definitely need to go all out if I wanted to consider tussling with her." he said, chuckling as his comment earned him an elbow in the ribs from Rassica. "What? I wasn't actually going to try and challenge her." the Heran said in an attempt to defend himself.

Rassica just gave him a sighing glare. "Not yet you mean..." she grumbled, the Heran chuckling as he was guilty as charged, before she went back to listening to what the Queen had to say, including a couple of people asking their questions from the crowd. "Huh, there's that soldier from the jungle back on Earth. Seems she made it back home at least... And that guy... I've heard rumours about him." the Saiyan woman mused.

The green skinned Broljin placed her hands behind her head and sighed. "Reckon we'll be coming back here in two weeks to hear what she'll say about how to "raise the Saiyans from the muck" and if she'll be needing extra bodies for that?" Korla asked, already knowing the answer but asking the question all the same.

"I think we can find something to keep ourselves busy with between now and then aye..." Erbia mused as he stroked his chin in thought. "Course, that depends on what the plan is exactly. You know how I feel about vague causes and shite like that." Both of his crew nodding along in agreement.

The Heran paused to consider something before shrugging. "Ah well, we're here now right?" he asked before raising his hand. "Sorry if this'll count as spoilers for your grand declaration in a couple of weeks your Majesty, but you going to be looking for any extra hands for that line of work or is it a locals only kind of arrangement you've got thinking of? Or for help with this Joint Saiyan Tuffle Destron Removal Operation of yours?"

Both Rassica and Korla just stared at Erbia as he so brazenly asked that question, the former looking like she wanted to kill the Heran whilst the latter wanted to hide herself from the inevitable wave of eyes that would probably find themselves looking in their direction. Words were definitely going to be had once they got back to the ship!

Cato crossed her arms as she listened to the new Queen's words. She nodded along, and made no attempt to interrupt--though she did notice the Queen brushed past her comment about the Tuffle monster she had encountered. Maybe it was on purpose, or maybe she was dismissing it as an isolated incident. Still, she got to the important part.

"A people of action in a galaxy plagued by predators," Cato murmured, before raising her voice in response. "Is that to say that you want us to play the role of protectors, then? Hunting down these predators, as you call them?"

She didn't quite like the idea, but it did bring Celerous to mind. That was what he had suggested she become, the guardian of some planet, strong enough to stave away the many threats that seemed to rear their head endlessly. Before she could say more, she was caught off-guard--the Heran from Earth had made it here, and he had brought his entire entourage. She flashed them a weak smile in greeting. It was the last place she expected to see them.

Lottus' time on the stage was the most surprising of all. He spoke with passion, and clearly spelled out the plan he had alluded to before. She found herself nodding in faint agreement, though she wasn't sure if they would agree on the finer details of how to go about it.

"If we're going to be doing anything away from Plant, the Tuffles need to be disarmed the way they aught to have been before," Cato offered in support. "You don't have to meet many of them to know they harbour revanchist sentiments. We would too, if we had been on the losing end. As long as they have horrifying weapons of war ready to be pointed at our cities and our facilities if our mightiest warriors leave, we're vulnerable."

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Erbia and his crew listened to the one called Lottus and his speech, which was quite passionate, if a little on the blood thirsty genocidal side of things for the Heran's tastes. The Queen also figured it was a bit heavy-handed and over the top, and no doubt clashed with whatever plans she already had in mind...

The fact that a Saiyan leader was calling their hidden agenda for the Tuffles to be unappealing meant that it wasn't the usual "Rip And Tear" style of plan. And that concerned Erbia. He disliked vague plans and details missing from a potential contract, but then again this wasn't the time for those details to be revealed apparently...

"Lottus was it? You're also missing out a bit of a flaw in your Scorched Ground policy for the Destron issue." the Heran called over. "You're presuming that all their shite is still only here on Plant." he said as he pointed out the potentially obvious flaw in the Saiyans plan regarding the Tuffles.

When the Queen addressed the Heran and his crew, he felt himself genuinely chuckling at her response to his hiring request. "I like her already." Rassica mused as she folded her arms across her chest, Erbia nodding along in agreement. The Saiyan crew member spotted Cato offering a smile in their direction, and returned the gesture with a nod towards her.

When the discussion turned to the Saiyans becoming galactic wide protectors, Korla scratched her head and looked over towards Erbia. "Well that's probably going to cut into the Planet Selling market if the entire Saiyan race takes up this protection racket." she mused, the Heran captain scratching his chin in thought at this potential scenario. Rassica listened to the Queen rallying the crowd of Saiyans to this idea, a smirk gracing her lips.

"Oh she's good. Whether she genuinely believes it or not is a different matter..." she muttered to herself, trying very hard to resist joining in the fist chest bumping of the rest of the crowd. Rassica glanced over towards Erbia. "Sounds like a similar philosophy to your own Erbia. If she believes in it."

The Heran nodded in agreement. "Should be interesting to see how well this goes... Time will tell if this will be a turning point, or a brick wall they can't break through."

Cato raised an eyebrow as the new Queen formed a spear out of thin air. It was impressive, but she knew it was just a way to show off for the crowd. She glanced around that very crowd, as she tried to gauge their reactions. It was more than a little difficult. They seemed impressed by the speech, but she privately wondered how many of them would be so impressed when they were in the thick of things, ordered to play nice.

"Money seems like a pretty poor return in most cases," Cato commented, looking back to Amara. "Half of these people don't have any need for it, outside of the occasional trip to buy liquor. The powerful opponents -- well, you might have a point there, but you have to admit that there would be a more ready supply of opponents if we were the ones making enemies, rather than waiting for them to turn up."

She glanced aside briefly to Lottus, unable to suppress a slight wince. It wasn't so much that she could honestly disagree with his appraisal of himself, but there was something a little sad about describing yourself as a barbarian.

"I'm not going to throw water on your plans without reason, but you have to admit," she looked back to Amara. "That it'll take more than the promise of a slightly bigger bank account to get people to want to make such a sudden change."

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Erbia rolled his eyes at the more... primal Saiyan, he supposed he could call him, Lottus as he dismissed him. But the Heran knew the seeds were sown in the mans mind at least. The possibility did exist, and this guy had such a massive chip on their shoulder in regards to Destron that he would have to be a tremendous idiot to ignore it. When the Saiyan began to make a rapid ascent towards the Queen he was having a disagreement with, both Erbia and Rassica tensed up anticipating a fight... But the fight never came. At least not physically.

For the moment it seemed that Lottus was at least willing to work with the new Queen of the Saiyans, if not work for. When Cato pointed out that not every Saiyan wants coin, it seemed the Queen already had an answer for this very scenario. "She's rehearsed this..." Rassica mused, folding her arms across her chest. "Or at least expected this kind of line of questioning." Erbia and Korla both nodded in agreement. "A leader who actually thinks ahead... There's a novelty." the Heran said with a chuckle.

"No, that's actually the expected level. You're just a twat." Korla said with a smirk, quickly ducking as Erbia tried to clip her up the back of her head. The Broljin stuck her tongue out at her captain, whilst he rolled his eyes playfully. "But aye... I don't envy her goal though. Sounds like she wants to try and rebrand the whole Saiyan races image, and as soon as possible..." she mused, Rassica sighing and nodding as she rubbed the back of her head.

"That's one hell of a mountain to tear down and rebuild..." the Saiyan admitted. She looked over at Erbia. "Really think this ones worth it if she does agree to hire outside help?" asked Rassica. The Heran stroked his chin in thought before shrugging. "It's a vague cause... but not so vague as to be omitting details of import. My concern is all this talk of legacy... She really wants to leave her mark on her reign, and that usually spells trouble..." he surmised. "But we'll see."