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Loud cries that broke through the cacophony of noised the city already had to offer; another merchant no doubt, with a penchant for annoyance. Taking the smallest bit of time to seek out the originator of the voice however would reveal a much more alarming truth; merchant or no, this was an individual sporting a rather large battle power, and quite obvious features that gave away their species without a care. They seemed to be a brazen fellow as they loudly explained themselves with hardly a care of any enforcer showing up to regulate the accords, not like any common cop could do much anyways. Regalia had half a mind to adjust this kids attitude herself, at least until the individual spoke up about a possible reward.

Shrouded in a white hood with a black mask hiding most of her face, and clad in an assortment of red and black garbs, Regalia would quickly make through the streets at a break neck pace in an attempt to get ahead of the individual above. With a few quick wall jumps, the five foot tall girl would find herself atop a building directly in the path of the loud Saiyan; removing what appeared to be a gun from her hip, Regalia would fire it directly upwards, caring little for if the Saiyan ran into it or not, she wouldn't be much of a Saiyan if a basic gun did her in. Even better, it was no basic pistol either, but a combination flare & smoke gun; a dark blue plume of smoke would quickly rise up in the air to attract the Saiyan's attention, though the smoke would be quick to clear as well so as to not draw in too much attention afterwards from unnecessary actors such as the police.

Regalia would do well to stay out in the open upon the building after firing the smoke signal. She allowed a portion of her energy to be sensed, though used her magic to hide its actual feel to be like that of a human as she continued to host her current guise. While the energy that could be sensed would be minor in comparison to Cheery's, it'd at least be much greater than that of any other common Earthling.

Her method to attract the Saiyan proved successful; luckily, it seemed a change of venue wouldn't be necessary either as the Saiyan saw fit to disperse the smoke of the flare upon her approach. Upon flying down, the woman spoke with a particular level of excitement that caused Regalia's chest to tighten just a bit. It was endearing and familiar, reminding her of her own particular mannerisms in the past with her sister, Zerori; now however, wasn't the time to be reminiscing. Regalia would give a small sigh as she crossed her arms and leaned slightly, looking over the Saiyan with an eyebrow raised.

"Isn't it customary to give ones own name first?" She'd remark teasingly before quickly speaking again, "I kid, I'm not so uptight; I wouldn't call it 'cool' or anything, but you can call me Regalia." She'd answer, "My turn, though rather than a question, a comment- you are aware of the Presidents mandate, aren't you? With your power overflowing as it is, you're liable to be attacked by an enforcer; just what exactly are you drawing so much attention to yourself for?" She'd finish, realizing at the end her own hypocrisy as she really did ask a question.

In spite of her words, Derry's forces were rather lackluster; there wasn't likely to be anyone strong enough to actually qualify as an "enforcer" and those that did were on a much tighter, shorter leash. In spite of such facts, with every common citizen so willing to brazenly disobey the law, it was impressive that Derry held any power at all; then again, perhaps it was BECAUSE he was in charge that people broke the laws so easily. She didn't know too much about the pink haired man, but considering he was willing to invade another planet at the word of another, it was likely that he was less that the upstanding person that the media made him out to be.