Disinfected Depths (Open)

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"Probably cleaned up if it ain't deeper underground." The voice of Zuqetta would call out from above as she descended down toward the strange man's position, "People have been tryin' ta clean up the destron mess for awhile. Heck, even the good ol' Saiyan Queen tried once, though I couldn't tell ya if anyone succeeded or not." She'd explain as she touched down on the ground, glancing around before looking back up towards the man.

With her energy hidden thanks to her magical ability, it wouldn't be immediately apparent as to whom she belonged to. Though Zuqetta hadn't necessarily been trying to hide her allegiance either. She currently wore a rather large pink hoodie which hid her Saiyan Armor, though on the arm was a clear and bright symbol of the Saiyan Empire. While the black tights that went down her legs wouldn't have given much away, the traditional generation two boots she wore were a saiyan army staple, if not a bit outdated. With all that paired with her black spiky hair and tail which swayed behind her as if to purposefully draw attention to it, for any familiar with the race, it was plain that they would be talking to a Saiyan.

"The footing's much more stable than it was the last time I was here." She'd say as she stomped her boot on the ground, "Maybe it really is all gone? Either that or you're just lucky-" She'd state, before narrowing her eyes on the man, "Or perhaps... unlucky?" She'd question with a curious but stern expression, crossing her arms as she stared attentively at the man, "Nice ta meet ya stranger, names Zuqetta-" She'd introduce with a flick of her tail, "It's good ta be on the lookout for Destron, that stuff will rot ya pretty bad... but, tell me, were you on the lookout for it? Or perhaps just looking for it?"


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Someone else searching for destron, though b the mans claims it seemed to be for the sake of protecting his people. Zuqetta thought about Namek for a moment, she certainly enjoyed the tranquility there which made it a perfect place for meditation. She hadn't been back in a while however, but considering the Namekian before her current searching for danger, she could only surmise things weren't as calm on Namek as they usually were.

"Lottus?" Zuqetta would question, raising a brow and crossing her arms, "Is that the friend you mentioned?" She'd ask, giving a light laugh, "Heh, yeah, he'd certainly be one to... "express concern", when it comes to destron. Though I didn't think he was the type ta take on friends."

Zuqetta would take a deep breath, lowering her guard before moving over to a wall to lean against. She could tell the man was a bit on guard as he spoke to her and hoped to assuage his possible fears, if only slightly.

"I know him to a degree, but he and I aren't too overly familiar with each other. I also know there's a great many whom consider him a menace, and others who actually consider him a hero of sorts." She'd explain, laughing a bit more at the thought of her violent cousin being considered a hero by anyone, "So like I said, is he a friend of yours? Or... perhaps an enemy?" She'd ask, he tone accidentally turning a bit darker as she finished her question.

She'd clear her throat hoping to push aside her momentary lapse in calm, thinking of how destron affected Lottus however made it difficult. Hearing the man before her speak of both destron and her cousins name in the same sentence was unsettling to say the least, but if the man was here to learn of how to fight against destron then perhaps he wasn't so bad.


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Zuqetta laughed when Gandigan spoke of avoiding a fight. "Hey, I'm always up ta enjoy a good fight regardless of who my friends or enemies are." She'd say with a mischievous wink.

She maintain a playful demeanor as it didn't seem like Gandigan had any real interest in fighting, at least not with her. Zuqetta's nerves calmed momentarily with how Gandigan spoke. He wasn't a friend with Lottus, but expressed equal disinterest in destron. His comment of Lottus being more dangerous than the substance couldn't have been more true, and Zuqetta found the concept novel. Gandigan brought up Taori however, which elicited a reactive sigh from the Saiyan.

"Oh? I didn't know Namek had King's too." She'd begin, taking a deep breath that would grow into yet another sigh as she averted her gaze with a slight pout, "Yeah, you could say I'm familiar with him, though all things considered I doubt he is or ever has been aware of my existence." She'd explain, thinking about her younger self's past actions, "And if he IS aware of me... well, I don't think I could help ya meet with him." She'd finish with a laugh, knowing that if Taori kept tabs on her at all then she was probably the last person he'd ever want to meet again.

While Gandigan was interested in meeting with Taori, Zuqetta was beginning to grow an interest in the concept of a Namekian King. She'd always felt that the Namekian were much more free and somewhat nomadic, but to be fair she didn't exactly go around researching the people. There was likely far more she didn't know about them than what she did know, and the fact that they had a king meant the the assumptions she'd made about them couldn't have been further from the truth.


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"Zuci?" Zuqetta would chime in quizzically, "Hehe, whatcha tryin' ta meet Taori for when ya already met the next royal highness?" She'd question with a laugh, recalling the name and her last encounter with the woman.

Their meeting had been short, but the woman had left a decent enough impression with all her gumption and her open statement about being the next in line to take the throne. Zuqetta wondered briefly how different things might have been now had she altered her arrangement with Amara, and stayed fast on the path of claiming the throne. When she considered many flaws and many more enemies however, she'd quickly dismiss the thought. Whether it be Amara, Taori, or anyone else on the throne, so long as it wasn't her then she couldn't have cared less.

"Well, as for the Super Saiyan-" She'd begin with a hum, "Have you tried hitting them REALLY hard?" She'd say with a serious expression that would quickly give way to a bright smile, "Hehehe, sorry sorry, you're goin' through somethin' rough, I shouldn't be joking like that." She'd say in apology, thinking seriously about the man's plight and his accompanying questions.

It'd been quite the while since she had a good fight, but she certain wasn't looking for a war, especially not on the home field. Sadala had already experienced issue after issue, with one of those many issues being she herself so that last thing she wanted was for yet another problem to be at Sadala's front door. Still, with the kind of questions Gandigan was asking, Zuqetta found it difficult to lend anything of substance to his endeavors.

"Let me double back before I even try ta entertain the thought-" She'd begin again, clearing her throat as she organized her thought, "I'd rather not see my home on fire again, so let me try ta help as best I can with your questions. First, the destron-" She'd say sternly, lifting a finger as she stared intently at the man, "It's effects can vary greatly, but it's primary effect is to act as a poison which leads to a swift but painful death. And assuming you survive? Consider yourself even more unlucky as you fall into the pits of insanity, racked by terrible, unending pain." She'd explain, hoping to dissuade the man from even deigning to think of using the substance as a weapon.

No matter how careful the man could be, no one was capable of controlling every moment in the universe; one wrong misstep and Namek would share the same fate as the Vegeta region. What the man would chose to do with this new information however was his choice, if Namek was lost because of it, then she'd simply lament the loss of a good meditation spot.

"I mentioned the Saiyan Queen, yeah? Not sure if she's still Queen, but her name was Amara. She's a scientist of sorts and had the ability to clean up the destron, she could neutralize it even. If you could find her, or maybe someone super close to her, then you could find and answer to combating the stuff." Zuqetta would explain, wasting no time in continuing on with her explanation.

"Now, as for Taori... judging by what you've said so far, I'm startin' ta piece together what's been happening in my absence." She'd say with a sigh, accidentally giving away her current position when it came to the politics of Sadala, "You don't gotta know anyone familiar ta meet with the King, we Saiyan's are cut from a different cloth." She'd explain with a laugh, "Just walk on up to the capital and demand he come out to speak. And if the guards try ta stop ya? Beat 'em down and just walk on in. Heck, if push come ta shove, issue an official challenge for the throne-" She'd explain, cutting herself off at the end, "Though... that last bit doesn't guarantee he'll show... but hey, maybe the next king will!"

She'd tried to keep a cheery expression, but the memories of her own spectacle of a throne challenge caused her nothing but grief. Sadala had already been in a state of disarray and there she was stirring up further trouble. The memories was enough to make her puke, but it was high time she began moving past the person she was in the past. With a deep breath she'd suck up her woes and finish with her hopefully helpful explanation.

"And last, the super saiyan-" She'd say with a sigh, "I wish I could tell ya it's just a legend, but... we'll, if you're upset about seeing one out there in the universe stirrin' up trouble, then I have bad new's for you..." She'd continue, pausing momentarily as she tried to properly focus on how to explain it, "The universe is changing, and fast... what was mere myth and legend quickly became reality and doubled in an instant. As far as I can tell, power can only be met with power, but what I can say is that such overwhelming power is... intoxicating. And us Saiyans, bein' the way we are, are already a bit cocky and overconfident. Couple that with such overwhelming power, and perhaps that's the method you could exploit to take advantage of your situational encounter with a Super Saiyan." She'd explain, nearly all in one breath before stopping and finally taking another deep breath, "Just pray ya never have ta deal with one!" She'd finish with a sharp grin.

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Zuqetta was glad the man seemed to be gaining a few bits of new information from her, if it prevented war then all the better. He'd mentioned being attacked by Lottus, but to Zuqetta's surprise the man still lived. As far as Zuqetta was concerned, this was exactly due to the overconfidence that she'd spoke of before. For better or worse, allowing a foe to live was sure to come back to bite him from behind, just as it did for her when she left her own enemies alive. Luckily her own concerns were well in the past or died from other means, so it wasn't something she had to dwell on now.

She'd snort as she tried to contain her laughter at Gandigan's remark of Amara, but would disregard it and calm herself, focusing instead on his question. "That's an excellent question." Zuqetta would remark with a soft, contemplative hum, "For me personally, if for example you were to fight Taori and win the throne, I wouldn't necessarily follow you. At the same time though, I wouldn't oppose you sittin' on that fancy seat so long as whatever you did was for the benefit of my people." She'd explain, leaving it at that rather than going into further detail as to her potential actions should the man have attempted to harm the Saiyans.

"As for others? You'll find very few to be open minded enough ta let a foreigner sit on the throne, but hey, if ya just kick literally everyone's butt, then who can stop ya?" She'd say with a laugh before pushing away from the wall and taking a few steps away, "Well, with all that done, I hope I was able ta help ya out, even if just a tad. It doesn't seem like you're up ta no good around here, so I think I'll be off myself." She'd continue with a smile, giving the man a trusting nod as she steadily began to rise into the air, "Try not ta let our planets go ta war Mr. Envoy!" She'd finish with a slight laugh, before causally taking off into the sky.

High up she'd stop, looking back towards Gandigan and giving a quick farewell wave before then taking off over the horizon. She'd stay in the area a while yet, investigating any other potential visitors, though with her energy still hidden it'd be impossible to tell. She wasn't sure how useful any of the information the man had gained from her would be, but she'd certainly gained much from him. The current state of affairs, an idea of Lottus' activities, the potential of an oncoming war; there was a good deal to process, and it seemed like her time in peaceful seclusion was to come to an end.