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Ryuseki
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PL: 40,000
XP: 11,612
Rolling - Mach 10 (x4)

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Minion PL: 2,500

Warrior For Hire Mar 31, 2023 11:22:56 GMT -5

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Post by Ryuseki on Mar 31, 2023 11:22:56 GMT -5

Ryuseki flew through the desolate wastelands of the Northern Scar, wearing his newly purchased energy scouter. He noticed all types of power levels, high and low, far and close. He knew he was in no mans land, and could possibly run into any of the worst types of beings this far out into the barren areas of Namek. This was a part of his plan though. Ryuseki was new to the planet, and if he was going to go after the money and power he was seeking, he knew there were always going to be opportunities for work in places like this. He had to start somewhere. "Jeez, this place is a shitshow," he muttered to himself as he approached the middle of a somewhat populated neighborhood -- according to his scouter.

"I've heard things of the Mazouku clan being based around here...I don't know much about them, but friend or foe, there's reputation to be gained around this part of the Outer Plait," Ryuseki thought. "I wonder if any of these boys know where the party's at."

He walked into a communal tavern and inn, and spoke to a stoic Namekian man who was serving drinks behind the bar. "What can I do you for?" the bartender asked. "I can tell you're a long way from home by the look in your eyes."

"I'll have a Porunga Sour," Ryuseki responded. "Yeah, I'm not from around here."

"What's a soft pretty boy like you doing over in The Northern Scar? Watch your step, you might get hurt son," the bartender said, while serving him the drink.

"I'm a warrior, first of all...and I'm looking for work. Anybody that needs a hired gun who is willing to pay good money, I'm their man. Like you said, I'm not from here. I have no allegiances; so getting my hands dirty won't be a problem," Baltimore said confidently.

"What's your name, young man?" the bartender asked.

"Baltimore, Ryuseki Baltimore," he responded while taking a drink of his Porunga Sour.

"Well I'll put the word out...be careful what you wish for. This is Mazouku Clan territory. Who knows, they might hire you, but if one of their enemies hire you, you might make an enemy. Keep your wits about you," the bartender said with his back to Ryuseki, cleaning a glass.

"Good to know," the alien responded. He put some money on the bar to pay for the booze, and gave a little extra tip for the information. There was a pin-board in the back of the tavern. He got up from his bar stool, and with a pen and a piece of paper from his pocket, wrote down the following:

WARRIOR FOR HIRE. BATTLE TESTED.

WILLING TO GET HANDS DIRTY FOR THE RIGHT PRICE.

FREELANCER, NO ALLEGIANCES.

SCOUTER NUMBER - 0017009300GX

Ryuseki took a push pin and pinned the notice onto the board. He let out a sigh of relief, cracked his shoulders, turned around and went back to the barstool -- taking a few moments to enjoy his drink.

PL: 22,000
WC: 507

Last Edit: Apr 7, 2023 15:18:35 GMT -5 by Ryuseki

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Captain Salvo
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Warrior For Hire Mar 31, 2023 16:36:55 GMT -5

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Post by Captain Salvo on Mar 31, 2023 16:36:55 GMT -5

SALVO'S PL: 67,000

PL MULTIPLIERS: None

Salvo was always on the lookout for more... Let's say 'morally flexible' folks to associate herself with. The Nova Corps were a nice find for her to have squeezed herself into, but it never hurt to have contacts in other places, too. Chances were, every now and then, they might still need some outside help. And what better way to track down like-minded miscreants than fishing around the seedy parts of a planet? It was no secret that Mazoku territory was, at the very least, a bit rowdier than most other spots on Namek, even if it had been beautied up in recent times. It was no Lux, but it'd do.

After a bit of looking around, Salvo landed herself in some crappy Mazoku settlement in the Outer Plait, which had probably seen better days, but had likely also seen worse days, so she'd cut them some slack. Wasn't like she was allowed to get into any trouble until the tournament was over, anyway.

The place of commune for wanderers in any town tended to be the local bar, and so of course that was the first place she checked! The pirate Heran shoved the door open forcefully, her boots thudding against the wooden floor of the establishment as she walked in, her crimson eyes glancing around the room as she sized the place and its inhabitants up. Nothing too special at first glace, though there was a board with a lot of pamphlets on it in the back that looked promising. Salvo walked up to it and scanned it over, placing her hands on her hips and frowning as she did so.

"Let's see here..." she mumbled. She appeared frozen in place for a solid minute or two, before she finally whipped out her communication device, and tapped in the number on one paper whose wording had particularly appealed to her. 0017009300GX... And it was dialing! And was it just Salvo, or could she hear the ringing coming from inside the bar? Frowning, her ears twitched while she turned around and stared back out towards the bar. "A'right, which 'a you blokes is this supposed 'battle tested warrior fer hire' fella? Ye didn't even put down a name!" she called out to the bar, impatient for an answer.

CAPTAIN SALVO

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Warrior For Hire Mar 31, 2023 18:20:19 GMT -5

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Post by Ryuseki on Mar 31, 2023 18:20:19 GMT -5

Ryuseki turned around slowly, with a cunning smirk across his face. He was satisfied in knowing his intuition was right, and that the Outer Plait was the exact right place to get into some trouble. He had never heard an accent like the one he had just heard, and was curious to find out who was already calling his number.

"That didn't take long," he thought to himself as he stood up from his stool and walked towards the orange-haired pirate who stole the attention of everybody in the room. "That would be me," he said, raising his arm in the air. "The name is Ryuseki Baltimore, fists of fury, Chohan of The Eighth Ray," he continued, putting his hand out to shake with the unidentified pirate. Assuming the pirate wouldn't reciprocate the gesture, retracted his hand and sighed. "Fair enough," Ryuseki said, unbothered, lowering his hand back down and placing it into his pocket.

"In any event, I'm the guy who made the posting. How can I be of service?" he asked. His scouter told him that this was no ordinary pirate -- she was strong, and extremely capable of handling herself in a fight on her own merit.

Before he could complete his statement, a tall demon wearing a suit made his way into the bar from somewhere downstairs, that seemed to be off limits to the villagers. His dark energy captured the concentration of the two newly acquainted warriors, and he approached them, walking up closely to intrude upon their conversation.

"I couldn't help but overhear talk of warriors for hire..." he said. Ryuseki couldn't believe it was this easy to find work. The demon had an incredible mysterious charisma about himself, and it was hard not to hang on every word he said.

"Yeah -- that would be me, big guy," Ryuseki said, pointing his thumb to his poked out chest like a cocky bastard.

"I will cut to the chase. There is a settlement forty miles southwest of here called The Mahogany Citadel," he continued. "A foolish, dirty man named Emeric and his friends have stolen something very valuable to me. It is a large black orb known as The Dark Pearl...They have no idea what it is or what it is capable of. They think it is just an expensive trinket, but in the wrong hands it can lead to great destruction and cause many problems for the entire population of The Northern Scar, and possible more Namekian lands than that."

Ryuseki listened intently...He was thinking one simple, basic thought. What's the payoff? The demon could sense that this was the next topic of concern.

"I will pay greatly if you can retrieve The Dark Pearl. I have plenty of Zeni with your names on it. This can also lead to more work for you. I do not care if these men are left dead or alive. They are warriors in their own right, and will give the average man much more than they can deal with, so you may want to focus on the item first and foremost," the demon said.

"At least you're being somewhat transparent, my last job sent me into a death trap with no warning of what I was up against. Either way, I've got some new techniques I wanted to test anyway -- Ryuseki fears no such foolish dirty man, and I'm rearing to get paid," the Gemoonian alien responded. "What's your name, how will I get in contact with you?"

"For now, feel free to refer to me as Tarshish. I have telepathic powers, if you call my name and tap into my energy, through your scouter you will be able to reach me," Tarshish said, solemnly. "You will know you have reached The Mahogany Citadel when you start to see the dirt fields marked by garnet runes. Emeric is a reckless android who wears rags. His men are Namekian."

It seemed as if the Heran and the Gemoonian were about to have their hands full.
That is, if Salvo was enticed and convinced enough to go along with this job by Ryuseki's side.

PL: 22,000
WC: 686
TWC: 1193

Last Edit: Mar 31, 2023 19:32:13 GMT -5 by Ryuseki

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Captain Salvo
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Warrior For Hire Apr 5, 2023 9:54:58 GMT -5

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Post by Captain Salvo on Apr 5, 2023 9:54:58 GMT -5

SALVO'S PL: 67,000

PL MULTIPLIERS: None

Salvo, luckily, did not have to wait particularly long for her demands to be acquiesced to. A man stood up shortly after she'd called out to the bar - tall, blond, and muscular was he, and he carried with himself the sort of ruggedness that only an experienced fighter could. Well, perhaps Salvo had struck the jackpot on potential allies-for-hire already! She briefly reached out with her senses to gauge his strength, and while it wasn't as if this fella was the most powerful warrior she'd ever met - he could probably kill him with one hand tied behind her back if she had the need to - he was still a cut above the rest of the galaxy. Besides, having a leg up on your allies wasn't the worst thing. No guarantee they'd always be allies.

"Ryusekai Balt'more?" Salvo replied, the name sounding odd as it rolled off her tongue. She also didn't know what the hell a 'Chohan' or an 'Eighth Ray' was, but it must have been important enough for the blondie to want to introduce himself alongside it. He had also asked how he could be of assistance to her, though just before she could answer that, some other bloke popped up and interrupted them.

Salvo let out a snort at seeing how dapperly this gentleman had dressed himself up just to visit some rundown bar in one of Namek's more desolate regions, but she listened as he explained what he was looking for. And, admittedly, it was of relative interest to Salvo. Cursed loot? Immense payoffs? Namekians to go beat up and kill? It was like a dream job for a pirate like her. And if this Ryusekai lad was going along with her, it'd give her a chance to size him up as a potential hire down the line, too - all without her having to spend a penny.

"Sure, I'll fetch yer little cursed trinket," Salvo replied with one hand placed upon her hip. "The pay ought to be quite handsome fer a dangerous jaunt like this'un, though." The Heran then turned to face Ryusekai, and continued, "I be Salvo. Ye may've heard 'a me, ye may not've, but if yer game to lend a hand, I'd be willin' to split th' pay with ye. Not that I need the help, 'a course." At her current strength, Salvo had her doubts that even this Namekian wizard with his dark pearl could stand a chance against her. "Though I am a tad curious about them eight rays ye were talkin' about. Shall we?"

CAPTAIN SALVO

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Warrior For Hire Apr 6, 2023 10:43:12 GMT -5

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Post by Ryuseki on Apr 6, 2023 10:43:12 GMT -5

Ryuseki sensed a cockiness about Salvo that didn't sit well with him, but he knew in his heart of hearts she was stronger than him...for now. The new scouter he had just started using alerted him to this. He was new to Namek, and the inter-planetary travel from his original home of Gemoon was still something he and his powers were still adjusting to. Baltimore had a long way to go before he was at absolute peak, full strength. With that said, it might be a good thing that Salvo was as confident as she was -- she would make a great asset in retrieving this "Black Pearl" that the mysterious suited man was talking about. She seemed to be up for the task, and he turned to her and nodded as to affirm that he was ready for an adventure. When he turned back around, the one who referred to himself as Tarshish was gone.

"Well he's an interesting guy..." Ryuseki said under his breath. He looked up and began to talk to Salvo, in an attempt to go over their travel plans. "So -- how do you want to head to The Mahogany Citadel? I have a motorcycle outside we can ride on but it may be more conducive to success for us to fly in...it would make less noise." He walked towards the exit of the inn and looked out at landscape of Namek's Northern Scar. "I'm a long ass way from home, but I still manage to find a way to get to the bag," Ryuseki confidently thought to himself, awaiting Salvo's response.

Ryuseki's canine best friend and loyal demon pupil Shem was waiting outside, resting on the ground. He was plenty willing to be Baltimore's extra set of eyes and ears as this bounty hunter job unfolded.

PL: 22,000
WC: 302
TWC: 1,494

Shem's PL: 1,500

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Warrior For Hire Apr 7, 2023 13:09:35 GMT -5

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Post by Patchwork on Apr 7, 2023 13:09:35 GMT -5

Initial Objective = More difficult than intended
Sub-objective initialised = Ask for information

It was this sub-objective that lead Patchwork to enter the bar in the midst of the conversation between the Warrior, the Pirate and the Demon. Yet the Android didn't approach them, at least not immediately. Instead he came up to the bar to speak to the bartender. While he stood his oculars danced about, taking scans of the locale, the people and the drinks that were nearby. "Pardon me. I am currently searching for a Tandem MKIV power coupler. I don't suppose you might know where I could locate one?" As he waited for the bartender to mull his question over he took a scan of the drink immediately to his left. This would prove to be a mistake.

"Oi! The hell ya doin' ta' my drink!" A voice. A voice that Patch soon realised was attached to an organic lifeform. The species of which he could not place, and as such he was unable to make an accurate determination on whether the figure was male, female or non-binary in any sense. What he could tell for certain though was that they were annoyed, apparently at him. "Oh, I was just making a scan for my records. Did you know that drink is almost twenty percent in alcohol content?"

The other person apparently did not care for Patch's fun nutritional facts. And they showed it physically. Shoving the Android backwards with some degree of force, right into the back of another patron, causing them to spill their drink. "You lousy! I'll kill you for that!" Now it seemed he had two people who were rather upset with him. "I believe a misunderstanding has occurred here. I am just hoping to find a..."

A sudden fist in the jaw would cut that sentence short. A heavy sound of flesh impacting metal ringing out in the bar, that combined with...what definitely sounded like bones crunching. Anyone watching the scene would see that Patch hadn't moved, in fact he hadn't even flinched when the impact ocurred. Now he was merely stood with the first alien slowly coming to the realisation of what had happened. "GRAAAAH" They leapt back in pain, clutching their hand. "I must recommend against that. My skeleton is very..." He stopped short again as an attack came from behind. Within moments the Android turned and caught the incoming bar stool, holding it up and staring his would be attacker in the face, but with a look of concern, not anger. "Please, I don't wish to damage the property of this fine establishment." He gently forced the stool back down to the floor, but now it seemed more of the bar had become interested in taking a pop at him.

Original objective = suspended
New Objective = De-escalate situation

His ocular's scanned for a quick exit, or a means to calm the patrons down. Then he spotted them, two people who didn't seem like they wanted to attack him. At least he hoped so. He didn't have time to run even a rudimentary scan of the pair. Only enough time to run a quick calculation of what to do. The success rate was low, but it was a chance.

"Oh, my friends! Over there. That's who I was looking for. My very powerful and well-connected friends. It is fortunate we are just leaving otherwise there could be trouble." Convincing performance was definitely not one of the Android's subroutines. Nonetheless he swiftly darted over to the Warrior and the Pirate. Standing close to them both. He said nothing more, at this point it was up to them to either help him out or throw him back to the wolves.

PL: 28'000 (unsuppressed)
WC: 618
TWC: 618

Last Edit: Apr 7, 2023 13:10:11 GMT -5 by Patchwork

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Warrior For Hire May 16, 2023 10:28:50 GMT -5

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Post by Captain Salvo on May 16, 2023 10:28:50 GMT -5

SALVO'S PL: 67,000

PL MULTIPLIERS: None

Well, that was that, then. Salvo blinked over at the muscular blond as he inquired about how exactly she wanted to be getting over there. Well, normally, she'd fly over there, or have her ship take her there if it was a long distance and she didn't feel like getting her hair frayed all over the place by the wind, but then Ryuseki mentioned something that certainly piqued her curiosity. "A motorcycle?" Salvo replied, sounding rather excited by the mention of such a device. "Ye mean those bikes with engines slapped on 'em? Ye got one 'a those? Oi, t' hell with flyin', ye gotta ride mf on on tha' thing!" She'd never actually ridden one of those before, but damn if it didn't look like it was fun.

"And who gives a barnacle-sucker 'bout how much noise we make? Ah guarantee ye, nothin' over thar is gonna make me so much as burst into a sweat, Ah promise ye. Ah'm a wee bit tough if ye hadn't noticed," she eased Ryuseki. This wasn't even close to as powerful as she could get, either, so it more than likely didn't matter even a little if their future opponents were given time to prepare for their arrival.

And it was at that point that someone else suddenly appeared at Salvo's side, and she glanced down at them with a frown. Who was this? Some... Lost child? Teenager? Salvo didn't really do so well with kids. Never planned to have any of her own, either. So, she didn't really want to hang out with whoever this kid was. "Wot? Bug off, kid, we're doin' grownup stuff 'ere," she hastily scolded off the thing, stepping back from them as if they smelled bad. She glanced up at Ryuseki and frowned, gesturing towards the kid. "This one yours? Ah think Ah'd know if Ah 'ad any kids," she asked him with furrowed brows.

CAPTAIN SALVO

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