Saiba-Ban had really not been doing much lately, just working to make even more money. He was really rich at this point but that was it. He was just rich. He didn't have a lot of power. He still needed to free his people. It was easy to sit around when you had money, and forget about one's goals and purposes. Escpailly since he still had to recover from getting his butt kicked from Dark. Physically he was fine at this point. Mentally, he was still figuring it all out. Anyway, he heard that at least one person was going well. He had kept tabs on Chomei since he meet him at his bar. He had found his establishment and he had to make sure he didn't' find out Saiba-Ban bar had been an illegal front. But it seemed that had not been the case. Instead, he was working on a dojo now. He could not help being happy for the man. When he saw him at his bar he had been down and out. Now he was working to improve himself and others. So he decided to check it out. Maybe he'd put some of his money behind him. If there was more dojo that was not a bad thing for the planet. As long as the dojo then followed suit the laws of earth to keep people safe. He was sure that was something he could arrange with Chomei. Anyway, he still had to find the Dojo, he saw what seemed to be like a tarp and tent but no way was that the dojo? He assumed it was already done. "This where Chomei lives?" He called towards the tarp and awaited a response.
Sweat rolled down Chomei’s brow as he hammered another set of nails into place. The quiet wind blew through the tarp-covered construction, revealing various patches of the monstrous mess within. Ugly piles of wood lay strewn about the ground, with unorganized masses of paint, tools, and tiles, laying right alongside them. Parts of the floor were uncovered, revealing the earthy foundations of the Dojo… though, it had no right to be called a Dojo just yet. The walls were a skeleton framework of wood, one good blow from tumbling over.
Building a Dojo from the ground up was hard, it seemed. And still, Chomei was proud of what little he’d accomplished. He wasn't sure when he’d gotten the idea to open a school, but the fact that he was actually doing it represented something far greater to him. That he was finally moving forward. He might never have any disciples, but he was content with that. He’d left behind his past struggles, and was working to build a new future. He began hammering again when he heard a faint voice from behind him. A familiar one.
Putting down his tools, he wiped his forehead with the back of his hand, lept down from where he’d been working, and then went to greet the newcomer. Pushing aside a large tarp wall, he smiled. Saiba-Ban, in all his green glory, had paid him a visit. “Well well, if it isn't my little friend!” He laughed, firmly grasping the alien's arm and shaking it roughly. “I’ve been meaning to call you soon, but it seems you saved me the trouble,” Chomei spoke brashly. Gesturing at his unfinished Dojo, Chomei ushered the Saibaman in. “Come, Come sit! We’ve got a lot to talk about.”
"Oh well guess you are here? I didn't sense you." Saiba-Ban blinked. He did seem to be doing a lot better. And Chomei did remember who he was. He was not sure how good that actually was but guess he would play along. Plus he was happy to see in a way, that this guy did remember who he was. And it was also interesting that he was going to look to see him in the future. Wonder what that was all about. Guess he'd find out once he talked to him. He would glance at the Dojo for a moment. "You could have asked me to help you get some people to build it. I think I told you before I got a lot of money. Or is this sort a trial of sorts? That the person running the dojo has to build it?" Saiba-Ban asked as he looked for a spot to sit. He didn't want to break any of Chomei's work by accident. So he made sure to find a spot where he couldn't cause any trouble. "So what do you exactly want to talk about? Personally, I just wanted to see how you were doing. Last time I saw you, seemed really down on your luck. Now you seem to be doing better and are finding your purpose."
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Chomei blinked at the Saibman’s blatant generosity. He’d never even considered asking anyone to help him build the Dragon School; Why was that? Certainly, having the Saibaman's fortune at his disposal would’ve sped the process along… But… He didn't like the idea for some reason. Having help, that is. He didn't know why, he just knew that HE had to build this. Himself. Alone. “Something like that, Ban,” He replied, turning to his makeshift construction. “It’s like a calling. I wouldn't call it a trial, but… it is, I guess. It’s hard to explain,” He laughed, motioning the Green Alien over as he held the tarp ajar. “It's a feeling, I know that much!”
Chomei looked over at the alien as he walked in, reminiscing on that hazy night when they first met. He still found it strange how blatantly he wore his power… and how different he was from his kin on Plant. He grimaced slightly, and let the tarp close behind him. He walked over, sitting opposite the green alien as he began to speak. “Yeah, yeah I'm doing a lot better now. More than you can imagine,” He said the last in a near whisper. He sat quietly, hands clasped, and locked eyes with Saiba-Ban. An almost crimson glow enveloped Chomei, culminating with an explosion of wind that whipped the tarp about and shook the wooden framework around them.
He exhaled, and his strength disappeared as quickly as it appeared. “I've been to Plant, Ban,” He started, eyes still locked onto his. “I've changed far beyond the disheveled man I was a few months ago. Something triggered this within me, an incident with a worthless piece of garbage… but ever since, I've only grown stronger and stronger. I haven't trained once since last we spoke,” He paused. “I don't really know what’s happening to me… But im strong now. That aside... What I wanted to talk to you about was the Saibamen,”
He stared at his friend. “Do you remember the promise we talked about? I never did wind up making one but… Ban, I think we should help your kin. No, I promise you that we'll help them. The Saiyans definitely won’t, and the Tuffles can’t do much about their own situation anyways. I don't think your people are meant to wander wastelands and blow themselves up... It's sad what's become of the Saibamen”.
Pl: 39000 (Wasnt stated before, but Antisense is ACTIVE)
“A feeling huh. Understandable. You just want to build your dojo. I respect that.” Saiba-Ban knew that sometimes you needed to do something on your own. You didn’t want to have someone do it for you. That how he felt when it came to trying to save his people. Anyway, that was enough focusing on himself. He was glad to see that Chomei was indeed doing better. But clearly, Chomei then explained what he had been doing since there last meeting. He had headed to Plant which allowed him to gain his self confidence but it also gave him a new goal. His goal was to help the Saiba-men! He knew that the saiyans and the tuffles were not going to help so he was going to help instead.
Saiba-Ban smiled, “Thank you for the offer. Yah, it would be good to help in that cause. But it is not going to be that easy. The Saibamen species are not exactly like me. Most of them don’t have that same intelligence. Or at least have shown that ability. I think alot of is the environment. I learned that on Namek from a man named Nero.” Maybe he should of asked Nero for his help. But he had to help Namek. “Anyway your strong but your no where near as strong as you need to be if you wanted to really change their situation. Trust me I tried and I was put in my place. I almost died.” Saiba-Ban shook his head. “So i’ll find my path to help them. I took some saibamen with me to help them grow and maybe that will help convince the saiyans and tuffles in the future.”
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Chomei nodded along as Ban spoke, remembering his brief encounter with his kind on Plant. They were mindless—Simply animals looking for their next meal. He thought that made their circumstances more unfortunate… because they could have been capable of greatness. He arced a brow as Ban went on. So all they had to do was relocate the Saibamen… It seemed easy enough. From what Chomei knew, the Saibamen were only active around the wastelands of Plant. With Ban's money and his primal instincts… surely they’d be able to sweep across it and be done in no time! He heard mention of some guy called Nero, a friend of Ban’s he assumed, and was about to speak up when Ban quickly cut him off.
It seemed that the Saibaman thought he was unsuited to the task. Apparently, he had tried this before… and was stopped?!
“Huh?” Chomei stared confusedly. “What? Why? Who stopped you?” He went on, before hurriedly answering his own question. “...The Saiyans I’ll bet…” Chomei grimaced. He went on, somewhat flustered at the revelation. “I guess that makes sense… of course, you would have already tried…”
“But why? You told me once that they use Saibas for experiments, is that still happening? If so, that’s all the more reason to go now!” He explained in a near shout. “I might not be very strong now, but just give me a few weeks. I'll be in tip-top condition to whoop those big brutes,” He growled, feeling his blood pumping ever faster through his body—Dragon force coursing through his veins.
"Yah the Saiyans stopped me. I was trying to get rid of their base for the saibamen hunters. But they were too strong. Too many of them that are strong too. It was even timed right when The tuffles were being attacked. I was being a coward but still, I was gonna use that big fight to my advantage. Whatever the outcome of that battle had been I was gonna try to free my people." Saiba-Ban shook his head. "But now I am gonna focus on building up a nice place for my saibamen to be. You know somewhere everyone can rest and live. Maybe was gonna make Saiba-World on the moon. Since it got part of itself blown up maybe it could use some cleaning up." That event had been no good he might as well use the moon for something good (as long as he got Derry's permission of course).
Chomei seemed ready to go and head over to stop the saiyans and free all the saibamen's. If he was just able to train for a few more weeks then he'd be able to help out. Saiba-Ban shaked his head. "I don't think i've told you that but I am pretty strong. I like using money to solve my problems but that time I knew I needed power. I've had to run a lot of times in my life from people who don't listen to money. And I can tell your no where near strong enough. I'll show you..." Saiba-Ban aura began to rise. First his skin turned on a red hue but then it would shift into a purple hue. The ground near him began to crack slightly but he was mostly able to control the power so he didn't destoy Chomei's dojo. "I don't know if you can sense ki, but I can. My current power is over 10 times your current level. And this level I'm at? Ain't enough."
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"I mean... I can sorta tell," He mumbled under his breath as the Saibaman began—Explaining his failed attempt to save his people. He was still a little heated, so maybe his tone gave off more animosity than he'd intended. His skin had colored slightly, taking on a pinkish hue by this point. Still, he listened intently—He'd had to run a lot too, especially recently. He could understand a bit why Ban was so hesitant to go back, especially because of what he'd experienced.
But that was no excuse! Chomei had fought through his fears, found a solution... and now? He was supremely confident in his ability to whoop some Saiyan ass. He opened his mouth preemptively, in order to launch a retort. But promptly, he clamped it shut, feeling a shift in the atmosphere. His animalistic instincts told him of an immense danger, coming straight from Ban. He was growing rapidly in strength, far eclipsing him within moments. Even as Dragon Force had started coursing through him. He stared, perplexed at the raw energy coming from Ban, and at what he'd had to say.
And... that's not enough? He wondered, bewildered. Sure, he could imagine that his strength would eventually reach such heights... But surely not anytime soon. Chomei's confidence wavered for just a moment before he caught himself. No, I'm different now! Things are different!
Slowly, Chomei stood and stared down at the small green alien. Steam rolling off of his shoulders, his power also shot up, not nearly to Ban's level... but enough that he could go— "Not quite ten now, I think. Maybe five," He replied with a false confidence. "I've gone higher, but I can't quite do it on command just yet," He acquiesced, giving in a little to his doubts. "But with some time, I'm sure I'll outgrow you. By year's end, I promise," He said, watching Ban for some sort of reaction.
Saiba-Ban was sure his display of power would make Chomei back off. He knew he wanted to help but Saiba-Ban also knew a human rushing off to Plant to try to save all the Saibamen? That was a problem and a half. However, Chomei power began to rise increasing from the almost 40,000 to nearly 120,000! It was a nice boost in power but at the same time it was not enough. Chomei however seemed confident that in the future he would be able to surpass him and then? Yah then maybe they could save all the saibamen. But Saiba-Ban knew better. “I was at this level of power or less when I attacked. And I image the people of Plant have gotten way stronger. So I mean? Even if you reach my level and surpass me? It won’t be enough. Sometimes you gotta know when you gotta fight. And when you have to try to find another way to win.”
Saiba-Ban grimmiced. He felt the Determination that Chomei had. He really wanted to help his people. He was glad he was not the only one. “Anyway don’t forget about them. I don’t plan to free my people through violence. I learned the hard way. I use to believe violence was foolish, and then I used it myself to try to solve my problems. It didn’t end well. No, I’ve made a lot of money for a reason. I have a plan. For a place where all my saiba people can live. I’ll call it Saiba-World.” He grinned. “I’ll make it very soon. Just need to work the details out with the president. I’m sure he’ll agree too. And then I’ll use as the platform to start truly freeing my people.”
Last Edit: Jul 8, 2023 12:18:59 GMT -5 by Saiba-Ban
The unassuredness of his bluster began to falter in the face of Ban's blunt, but harsh words. He'd thought for a time that he was truly breaking through, into a new realm of prowess and competence. He remembered all too clearly the immense gap he'd felt between himself and the villains that accosted Earth so often. He believed Ban was a good person, and so thusly, he was telling the truth. More than anyone, Ban wanted to save his people—And so why would lie?
Somehow, despite the lengths he'd come... there were still heights to reach for. Ones far beyond his grasp, even now. It was a harrowing thought, really. Slowly, he powered down. He felt a pang of sadness for Ban, who likely felt even worse about the whole thing. They were his people, after all. "Wise words..." He answered glumly as Ban denounced violence. They were true enough... although Chomei found that it was often nessecary to fight. Especially with the dangerous times they were in.
Sighing, he let himself relax and abandon further talk of grand rescue missions. His ears perked up as Ban went on, and he found himself intrigued. "Saiba-world? Sounds like a theme park? Or like a weird nature reserve," He inquired, sitting up. He squinted his eyes as he went on, confused. "... How are you gonna get the president to agree? Seems like a big deal, making a big new place for alien refugees only... For that matter, how are you gonna contact him anyway?" He asked. In his mind, that Derry guy seemed awfully busy, announcing new accords and laws every other week. He wasnt very knowing, but he had watched some speeches. Derry didnt seem too keen on alien folks. Maybe Ban was more influential than he'd thought... But wasnt he just like a factory manager dude? He stared at Ban as he waited for an answer.
Anyway, it seemed he had gotten Chomei to not throw his life away by chasing a battle he could not win. He was relieved in that case. And now they could focus on his big project. Choemi seemed to be a bit thrown off by the name. "Fuck you man, it gonna be a whole world for my people. I ain't the best when it comes to names." Saiba-Ban rubbed his head. However, there was something that Chomei did point out and it was a mistake on Saiba-Ban end. Why was he so sure he could get Derry to see things his way? It was a big ask to be able to build an area for all the saiba men. He needed a way out of this...he didn't want to expose that he was working with Derry. That would cause a lot of uneasy questions to be asked.
"Well, I am a businessman, after all, I can make a deal. I got a lot of money and a lot of other businesses. I run an entire Hetap Company after all. I am sure with the elections coming up Derry gonna want to fund. It may not be a nice way of going about things but it is the way I'll go. And if Derry refused? Well, whatever candidate is willing to support my idea will get my support and funding. Plus I have helped him in the past for other stuff. Like that attack on the old dojo. I cooled that shit down pretty effectively and told everyone to sign the accords. That what I do, I follow the laws and the rules. May not be from this planet but I defend it like it my home. Saiba-World will be an extension of that." Hopefully it was convincing enough to make Chomei not ask any more questions.
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Chomei chuckled slightly, hearing Bans feigned anger. Truth be told, he was hard-pressed to come up with a name himself. Saiba-Land? No... that sucks! It's the same as Saiba-World. Laughing, he turned his attention back to Ban who was going on about all the ways he could get the president on board. It was surprising how sound his reasoning was—Chomei hadnt actually stopped to think about how a rich guy would go about gathering support. Of course he'd just use money, that was the obvious thing to do!
And apparently, they had a history also. Chomei was not well versed in things he hadn't directly experienced, so he had no clue what this 'dojo attack' had been. "Dojo attack?" He inquired, waiting for the alien to elaborate. Whether or not he did, Chomei would turn his thoughts to the accords briefly. His only experience with them had been a few months back when some policemen accosted him for walking around with such a high 'power level'... Whatever that meant. That and the most recent one, which he'd actually bothered to watch as it was announced. That one bothered him... On the surface, it seemed rational, if overly cruel. Chomei believed that violence was often necessary, but there was a difference between using violence and killing. The majority of people he thought could be rehabilitated, probably.
"Speaking of that, What do YOU think? About the Accords I mean," He wondered, curious. He'd of course wait until the Saibaman was finished, before asking, and he appreciated the aliens loyalty to his homeworld. "I dont blame the guy for making them harsher and harsher. Dunno what I would do in his shoes, given all the attacks that happened last year... but I dont know... That last one doesnt sit right with me,"
"It was some Temple. They were a lot of people messing around there." Saiba-Ban explained. "Had to go there and get everyone to cool off. It was a real pain to deal with but I managed to keep everyone from killing each other." Saiba-Ban waved his hand. "I just hope that ramen shop is going well now. And that temple is being fixed up." However, his focus was then taken away from that temple attack as Chomei asked him about the accords. He pointed out that things were getting a lot harsher. Which was indeed troublesome. He had not talked to Derry about that. They had been making a lot of money so why was he gonna complain if he was making things harsh?
"Well, the accords are not a bad thing in of itself. I think they make this planet safer. You can't just have a ton of superpowered warriors running around without a semblance of control." Saiba-Ban shrugged his shoulders. "But maybe it is going a bit too far now. But at the same time, people have been attacking the planet and expecting little consequences. If you try and kill someone anywhere else, they're gonna blast you to bits. But on Earth? We should let people do what they want? I don't know if that is right." Saiba-Ban decided to not say more than that. Let Chomei make what he will of his words. He didn't want to dig himself into a hole by accident, after all Chomei started to seem a bit suspect of his motives.
Last Edit: Aug 17, 2023 9:18:57 GMT -5 by Saiba-Ban
Chomei listened to the Dojo tale, relatively intrigued. He didnt know how a ramen shop fit into it, but the Dojo—Or Temple, he supposed—Was apparently being taken care of. That was good news! Martial Arts seemed to have become more of a 'product of the times' type of thing, lately. A tourist attraction or a fun afternoon activity. The mention of politics had gotten him thinking (well, more than usual anyways...) and he figured 'If everybody practiced Martial Arts—Truly, practiced—Maybe we'd be able to repel all of these invasions and attacks more easily'.
There were arguments to that which he went over quickly in his mind, but he quickly shook his mind away from it. Ban had started talking. Seemed he didnt agree with Chomei, at least, not exactly. He didnt think having super-powered people everywhere was safe, which to be fair... It wasn't. Normally. "...Well, I dont much like debating... But I think there is a an important caveat to that, Ban," He paused, regretting for just a moment that he was about to get political. "We Earthlings are very unique, in that we are naturally weak. Compared to the rest of the galaxy... Its just an unfortunate fact. We have to work for our strength ninety-nine percent of the time, and those who don't follow that rule are usually some mix of aliens," He explained.
"This uniqueness is important. We have to hone fighting styles and martial arts just to give us an edge. And martial arts require discipline—I would know, I used to be a cocky little kid who got into fights all the time. My teacher... Martial arts, set me straight," He explained wistfully. "Im kinda dragging my feet here... I'm sorta bad at conveying these big ideas, but the point im trying to make is... It depends on the type of super-powered person. This is going to sound really arrogant, but if we just had a bunch of martial artists like me around... Maybe these terror attacks would still happen, but we'd have good-hearted, powerful disciplined folk to intervene," He finished, scratching the back of his head meekly.
"It's not a great solution, but it sits better with me than just restricting folks more and more," He finished, not wanting to speak further of his own accord. He listened to the rest of what Ban said quietly. Sighing, he replied-
"Again, I'm not sure what I would do in his shoes. I dont blame him for all these accords—He's the president, and we're in a constant crisis—He has to try and do something,"
"I just have a feeling, and my instincts are usually right. It feels like maybe, we're approaching a point of no return..." He said quietly.
Saiba-Ban shrugged as Chomei noted his belief that Humans were just weaker, it was a natural thing they could not change. "I disagree." Saiba-Ban eye flashed for a moment. "I think Humans are weak because this place is so peaceful. You live on a planet of peace for so long. I think Humans can be very mighty, even at a young age. But it's like my kind. Your environment has dictated your species' natural strength. Why be born like a Saiyan when you don't have to fight for scraps." Saiba-Ban did agree with what Choemi had to say though. Human strength seemed to be more from training and their martial discipline. But everyone could learn that. And he didn't wanna believe someone like Chomei was already reaching their limits. Saiba-Ban assumed that a long time ago but then he evolved. So it was possible to keep growing until your power could match anyone in the cosmos!
"Hmmm...I can see what you mean but at the same time we are not the saiyan's or another species. Power is a good thing in good hands. But who is to say that most people are those good hands. I knew a lot of people in my life. Fools who just use power to get what they want. Those who have concept of good or evil. Just wants, needs and desires. I use to be one such being but I was not strong." Saiba-Ban shook his head. "I'd rather a world be weak then strong. And those who have to be strong can be trusted by the people of this world. How can we do that if they are not laws to punish those who abuse their power over the weak? We would have nothing to keep dangerous ki users in check."
Last Edit: Sept 4, 2023 10:49:43 GMT -5 by Saiba-Ban