Post by Clove on Dec 12, 2022 18:50:51 GMT -5
PL: 48,000 | Items: None
With everything that has and is happening over in Hatchi City, Clove seeks to look for other tuffle settlements to see if the fight has spread anywhere else aside from the capital. Thankfully as he continues his exploration into the Berri Forest, he spots several small settlements and even a handful of research buildings, all of which still had some tuffles moving out and about, though their faces certainly tell a different story. News must've reached the people about what has happened in their capital, and the elder saiyan anticipates that many here might just be on the cusp of fleeing from their homes and seeking refuge elsewhere. He doesn't blame them, though, considering what has happened.
Even he is starting to feel the pressure being laid down upon him. He still hasn't put his mask and hood back on from earlier, and even though he was starting to get some looks from the tuffles recognizing just who Clove actually is, he didn't care. All that mattered at this point was the safety of Amara and Cheri, and considering how Hatchi is still a massive hot zone and that it's far too dangerous to go searching for them else he get himself killed, only adding to the potential casualties of the attack on the capital. It still tears his soul having to stay behind and watch as the city burns while they're still in there, but he must remain steady. Until he knows it's all clear, he must stay.
For now, the elder saiyan has positioned himself on top of a nearby hill overlooking one such tuffle settlement, the other side giving him a view of Hatchi City, still burning far away from where he is standing. Clove can only watch the carnage unfold, unable to do much of anything about it.
With everything that has and is happening over in Hatchi City, Clove seeks to look for other tuffle settlements to see if the fight has spread anywhere else aside from the capital. Thankfully as he continues his exploration into the Berri Forest, he spots several small settlements and even a handful of research buildings, all of which still had some tuffles moving out and about, though their faces certainly tell a different story. News must've reached the people about what has happened in their capital, and the elder saiyan anticipates that many here might just be on the cusp of fleeing from their homes and seeking refuge elsewhere. He doesn't blame them, though, considering what has happened.
Even he is starting to feel the pressure being laid down upon him. He still hasn't put his mask and hood back on from earlier, and even though he was starting to get some looks from the tuffles recognizing just who Clove actually is, he didn't care. All that mattered at this point was the safety of Amara and Cheri, and considering how Hatchi is still a massive hot zone and that it's far too dangerous to go searching for them else he get himself killed, only adding to the potential casualties of the attack on the capital. It still tears his soul having to stay behind and watch as the city burns while they're still in there, but he must remain steady. Until he knows it's all clear, he must stay.
For now, the elder saiyan has positioned himself on top of a nearby hill overlooking one such tuffle settlement, the other side giving him a view of Hatchi City, still burning far away from where he is standing. Clove can only watch the carnage unfold, unable to do much of anything about it.
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Word count: 306
Word count: 306