Trespassing [Open]

Ricu bobbed his head as the latest earth pop music played in his wired headphones. The shinjin sang along poorly and off tune as the song played loudly in his ears. Ricu had picked up the music player during his last visit to the mortal realm, his true home. His legs were crossed and his feet bopped to the beat as he sat in a back aisle seat aboard the plane.

The shinjin wasn’t sure how he boarded this plane, most of his motivations were not his own since Shroom came into his life. The old namekian suggested every step, word and thought that Ricu could not help but obey. Shroom was the only one that needed to know why Ricu was in the otherworld, perhaps the namekian was looking even farther for his recruits. It could also be possible Shroom intended Ricu to scout the otherworld for future plans of his Lord. Either way Lord Shroom was at the helm and Ricu only a pawn, Ricu yawned.

The plane landed upon the Sacred Land of the Kais, a place Ricu had not yet visited. He was more often a fan of Hell and their forms of devilish entertainment, but as Ricu looked out the plane’s windows he could not see a casino for miles. As Ricu unboarded his luggage levitated beside him and he couldn’t help but notice a supreme presence. This is exactly what Lord Shroom would hope to find in the otherworld, other worldly beings.

Ricu followed from behind, blending in amongst some of the other souls that unboarded, though somewhat obviously as most of the souls were in the form of puffy clouds. Ricu’s fingers moved anxiously, just like Shrooms would, his golden rings glimmered in the reflection of this planet’s light source.

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“Tourists? Of course not! Ain’t a tourist that could handle the nightlife like this anyway! Woo! Ever take a spin on the wrong side of Jergis Four? I’ve got a special someone in here that’ll take good care of you! Woo! Take the edge off my friend, let The Natural show you a good time! Woo! Woo!”
Ricu spoke confidently, his hands as animated as ever.

The Shinjin floated in the air, just a few feet above where he stood and continued to speak with the powerful one.

“See, when you party with Ricu Flari, NOTHINGS ordinary! WOO!”
Ricu strutted his stuff as he danced a bit in the air.

The Shinjin smirked and grinned in the friendliest of ways he could, but his mind was rife with turmoil. The mental spores of Shroom’s touch had infested Ricu’s being and he was no longer who he had grown to be but a tool of the old one. Ricu tried his best to remove himself from the Namekian’s grasp, but it was no use, the old one grew stronger by the day and his mental power seemed endless.

Ricu motioned for a few of the club’s patrons to step outside. Two female aliens ran to either side of Lottus, one green and one purple. Ricu floated down, upside down, towards Lottus and began to suggest with his eyebrows. The music from the club was bumping even louder and it could be heard very well from where they stood, it was a good song too. 

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Retemed's facial expression did not shift in the slightest as Lottus made his joke. The Shinjin simply replying with a dryly delivered "Hilarious..." Nevertheless, follow the Saiyan to the club he indeed did. At the very least in hopes that he would see the blathering fool promoting it atomised within the next few minutes.

A decision he soon regretted when the two of them were received at the door. Or rather, one of them was received. He was waved off like he was some kind of mangy animal. Whilst mangy he may be, an animal he most certainly was not.

"If your awful choice of location wasn't bad enough. Your attitude towards customers will certainly kill business. Now wave your filth-encrusted paw elsewhere." The three of them soon entered the club, and Retemed witnessed the whole environment change in a not so subtle attempt to kiss Lottus' ass even harder than before. He didn't exactly blame the Saiyan for being motivated by his stomach but if the warrior was truly drawn in by all this glitz and false praise than perhaps the horsemen had made a mistake in aligning with him.

Retemed didn't particularly care that drinks had not been offered to him. With a small tilt of his head Ricu would find his drink evaporated within seconds. He considred doing the same to Lottus, but figured the risk of such an act backfiring was a bit too high for his liking.

And then they came to the crux of why the other Shinjin was here. If it hadn't been obvious before. Ricu's goal was to ally with Lottus, similar to Retemed. Yet it seemed Ricu acted on behalf of another. Retemed listened quietly to his short pitch.

"You don't mean to imply that this shriveled up old toad you call Master is in some way equal standing to Lottus? Do you?" He questions, mouth opening slightly to reveal grey teeth in a small smile. "I wish this blindfold truly did inhibit my vision, so I would not have to witness even pictures of such a pitiful creature."

Ricu gave the other Shinjin a look of displeasure as he entered the club. Ricu didn’t know what it and the Saiyain’s relationship was and so he preserved he true feelings.

“Shriveled? TOAD?! WOO! You are in NO PLACE WOO, to be TALKIN about SHRIVELED MY BOY! WOOOO! WOOO!”
Ricu got excited as he snapped back at the Shinjin, his face turning red as he went on.

Ricu had to remember where he was and why he was even here, Lord Shroom’s orders must be obeyed. He ignored the Shinjin, but made sure to adjust his rings along each finger to show he was ready for a tussle if need be; even though he had no intentions and was just posturing. Ricu turned his attention back to Lottus, thankful that the other had mentioned the Saiyan’s name.

“The Great Lottus, yes My Lord of Course has heard of you and your amazing work! He too is someone of such grand ability such as yourself, for he is my Lord! Lord Shroom!”
Ricu held his hands to his heart and let out a breath of compassion.

Ricu eyed over some of his servers who brought more drinks to the table. He could tell Lotus was enjoying them so he wanted to keep a steady stream coming.

“Yes, Planet Namek. It is an interesting place… you see my Lord has great plans for the place, really great plans, but he fears there will be violent retaliation from their government… who’s really just a so-called powerful tyrant… yea, it's really bad. Name’s Nero.”
Ricu looked off to the air as he magically materialized a cloud that stemmed from his head.

The lights of the club dimmed and the music changed to be something otherworldly, it was a heroic ballad with a live symphony of horns and strings. On the cloud everyone could see Lord Shroom completing amazing feats and daring heroic gestures, the footage played against the large cloud like an old film. As the film stopped and the lights came back on everyone was crowded around RIcu. Many were in tears of joy and awe, some even cheered and high-fived their partners; applause followed.

“Well…”
As Ricu wiped away a tear and cleaned his glasses against his shirt.

“That was Lord Shroom if you could even believe someone so great lives on Namek. And yes, your current situation is unfortunate but possibly my Lord can find a way to change that… he is very resourceful when he needs to be! But my Lord, when possible, will request a meeting of your choosing.”
Ricu bowed to the Saiyan, and as he reached the bottom of his bow he stuck his tongue out at the Shinjin without Lottus catching a glimpse before he returned to stand.

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