Of the Low and High

"A tour?" Zuqetta would question with a slight laugh as she made her way to the exit of the room, "Hehe, how quaint; maybe you're not as 'savage' as ya seem ta think." She would remark, exiting the room through it's automatic doors with Lottus presumably in tow, "Though, if you're lookin' ta be sold on the idea of joining me as opposed ta anybody else, then you may be in for disappointment." She would begin as she led Lottus down the hall of the medical wing, intending to lead the man towards the central hub of the ship while she spoke, "Each member of my crew follows me for reasons that are their own; if they join me on a mission, I give them tactical commands or else allow my second-in-command, Shivvz, to do the things requiring a bit more finesse while I do the dirty work." She'd explain with a smirk, "No one is being bound here or is under any kinda contract, I allow my crew ta come and go as they please; what they miss out on is on them, and besides the money from our various odd jobs, the only benefit I could see them havin' by bein' part of my crew... heh, is me~!" She'd finish smugly as the two reached a pair of blast doors that would begin to spread open to reveal the central hub.

The walk down the hall wouldn't be too long, as the room Lottus had been placed in was one uniquely designed for the more unruly of the crew that didn't take well to confines. Two sets of blast doors barred the path to the destination Zuqetta had set, upon her approach however, the doors would react immediately; the first set of doors would spread apart to the left and right, revealing another even thicker blast door behind the first set that would begin to rise into a section above. Once the doors had opened, the grand design of the inner ship would be revealed to Lottus along with the plethora of crew and residents whom called the ship their home.

As Zuqetta had described, the Freezing Horizon was indeed a city ship in an incredibly literal sense. While from the outside, it was easy to tell that the ship dwarfed the city of Sadala with it's sheer size, one might argue that the ship was even bigger on the inside. In the central hub sprawled a city filled to the brim with shops, homes, restaurants and more; both combatants and non-combatants alike went out their day as though the were in any other city on a planet, but each was well aware of their true location. While a specially designed form of lighting above simulated the sun with it's basking light, the transparent shielding on the ceiling above would display the vast emptiness of space. A mix of Tuffle and Arcosian technology, with a touch of Zuqetta's own Saiyan flare in the mix is what made this seemingly futuristic city; but regardless of how peaceful the inhabitants might have seemed, each and every one was a member of Zuqetta's crew.

"I wouldn't advice a blasting escape just yet, heh, not unless you've developed a method for breathin' in space." Zuqetta would remark as she walked out onto what could only be described as a high rise sidewalk that overlooked the city, "Ya want food? We got food! Need weapons or a place ta sleep? Well we got that too. I don't care what ya need or if ya got your own personal missions ta take care of, we got the resources ta make it happen, and we've earned it all ourselves." She'd explain as she stopped at the railing, "We've a specialized combat deck capable of enduring world ending attacks, decks dedicated to crew quarters if ya don't fancy the crowded city, decks for weapons, for information, for research, you name it." She'd continue, before quickly turning around to lean against the railing and look towards Lottus with a more focused expression, "But you're probably thinkin', why would I even wanna recruit you, right?"

The scouter Zuqetta held would suddenly chime, prompting the girl to take a quick look before inputting a command. The demeanor in which she held herself was much less like a captain of a crew looking for a new recruit, and more like a casual friend who couldn't have cared less how the interaction went. She held respect for Lottus, but it was respect enough that she saw no point on putting on her typical act with the man; it could have been due to a subconscious familial bond she felt, or it could have been something else entirely. She neither knew nor cared, but the man had asked a question, and she saw fit to answer.

"Heh, they found it-" Zuqetta would remark quietly before activating an image on her scouter that would project Lottus's lost arm, "Why do I wanna recruit you? Would ya believe me if I said I thought you could use a hand?" She'd laugh as she spun around the holographic image of the arm, "Ahh, but bein' a bit more serious, I honestly have no reason at all. I don't intend ta compete with any others lookin' ta capitalize on our power, an I couldn't care less if your goals aligned with or countered my own. You're a Saiyan, you've got the spirit of a True Saiyan, that's al that matters to me. I've only just met ya, so other than a fight, I couldn't begin ta imagine what would even sway ya." She would explain with a nonchalant wave of her hand, "Though, if fightin' really IS the only thing that could, heheh, then I can at least promise ya a lot more fights than just Earth-" She'd remark, cutting herself off as a small realization came to mind, "Heck, if this Fukuboy or yours has his eyes set on Earth, then I can promise ya a fight with him! I mean, what's he gonna do? Promise you a fight with me? Pfft, I'll already take ya anytime! Heck, I'm lookin' forward ta future 'bouts!" She'd say with an enthusiastically sharp grin, "We decimated the landscape of out arena! We might destroy half the planet next time! Hehehe, sounds pretty awesome if ya ask me!" She'd cheer as her tail beat firmly against the floor, "Though, I could also just keep things small and simple, heh, join me and you'll get your arm back? How's that sound?" She'd finished, barely containing her composure in her final remark before laughing at the silly idea of offering Lottus back his own arm in exchange for joining her crew.

Their discussion continued, and Lottus seemed keen on the idea of joining her crew; though whether it had been thanks to the resources she had to offer, or simply because he wanted his arm back, who could say. It seemed Lottus had an offer of his own to present as well, and one that seemed to revolve around Hatchi City and more specifically, the Destron facilities. He sought to bring his all to bear against the city, with the main purpose being to destroy the facilities, and he was looking for able bodies willing to join him. His reasoning gave Zuqetta pause, causing her to contemplate the situation rather deeply. Turning back towards the railing and hearing Lottus express what the Tuffles had taken from him caused a tinge of aggression to build up inside her; she would grip the railing tightly as she tried to hold back her anger, leaving an impression of her hand when she finally released the railing and gave a deep breath.

"Hmph, it wouldn't do for me ta refuse a crewmate askin' their Captain for help." Zuqetta would respond with a smirk, "I'm sorry for those you've lost... we seem ta be of a similarly cut cloth in that regard." She'd remark, crossing her arms and looking towards the sky above as she thought further on the matter.

The gears in her head would turn as she thought of the advantages of such a mission; equipment and information outside her reach would be readily available, as would a plethora of riches for the crew to divvy up. The more she thought on it, the more the realization became of how lucrative such an encounter would be. While Lottus focused on a single, simple matter, Zuqetta had begun putting together a multi-layered plan of her own. The idea's that spawned brought a smile to her face that she simply couldn't hold back; one way or another, the universe would be made to see the might of the Saiyans.

"What can I say cousin, as some Earthlings would say, we're ohana! I ain't gonna let ya barge in and have all the fun for yourself!" Zuqetta would answer firmly as she turned to face Lottus, her tail slamming excitedly against the floor as she spoke, "Name the operation whatever ya'd like and consider it a go!" She'd continue, holding out her hand to shake Lottus's own; purposefully choosing the left hand in opposition to her cousin's missing arm, "Pfft, though, maybe you should get yourself fixed up first Mr. One-Armed Wonder." She'd tease with a laugh at Lottus's current expense.

She'd accepted his request and had work of her own to get done in preparation for the chosen day. With negotiations having gone smoothly on both ends, from here Zuqetta would use the remainder of the day to give Lottus a proper tour of the facilities; allowing him to come and go from most any section of the ship that he saw fit. She expected his interest to focus on the training deck and restaurants as most Saiyans did, though she wasn't opposed to showing off some of the less dubious research projects should he have been interested. Beyond helping to fix the man up should he have requested, and assisting him in endeavors he couldn't otherwise achieve on his own, the two would be free to go their separate ways and prepare as they saw fit; outfitting Lottus with crew card and a decent ship, he'd be free to return to and from Plant whenever he saw fit.