Post by Captain Verst on Apr 15, 2024 17:15:29 GMT -5
Ashes to ashes, as the proverb goes. Verst landed, his body shrinking back to its original height, and marched towards the Emperor, with a significant hobble. Measured breathing hid the pain, and the mask hid the slight winces with each step. He took a moment, halting his march for the briefest of seconds. He surveyed the battlefield, and whilst the loudest noise was definitely the Mognians hammering at the fortress there was a moment to breathe.
He took the chance, as he relaxed before the trepidation set in, he had disobeyed his Emperor. Of course, it was for His benefit, but with what Verst had seen, Ticoga would have been fine. But that was not certain if Gira and Zuqetta did not return. As the unconscious criminal had his head crushed, satisfaction spread over the Arcosian. Ticoga wiped the stain off the planet. But as Verst knew, there were reports of Otherworld being permeable, Lottus for instance had escaped, and who knows how many others had fled their ‘final’ fate.
Tambo was the last remaining Mazoku that had not fled, been captured or as the battlefield demonstrated, found their own fate cut short. Verst looked at the corpses, some of his Empire, the Mazoku Namekians and the mix of other species that had participated. He saw the spot where Patch fell, being watched by Zuqetta. He could be any one of those bodies if the Tuffle or the Demon wished him dead… He dared not to think about the rest but it came anyway. His death was a distinct possibility here, and yet he would have sacrificed it if it brought the Emperor even a breath’s reprieve. A strange thought, that he would examine later.
“Queen Zuqetta,” He bowed his head for a moment. “You and your fellow Saiyans fought well, despite the losses.” He took a moment to look at the area where Patch fell. “I did as much as I could to keep our side safe, but things happened so fast, somewhere an attack was going to make it through the cracks.” He sighed, he looked down ashamed. Turning lastly to Tambo “Namekian, I hope you make wiser alliances in future.”
Returning to his walk, he patted Terra on the back, subtly using her for support to kneel before Ticoga. “Forgive me, Imperator. I disobeyed your orders, therefore. I submit myself to your judgment.” He said, not with fear but in expectation of some consequence. His armour was discarded, he looked weary after the battle and his leg wound had seemingly reopened as it openly bled down his leg.
TLDR: Verst powers down and reunites with the rest of the armoured squadron.
Speaks to Zuqetta and the Saiyans in general.
Briefly talks to Tambo
Asks for forgiveness from Ticoga.
He took the chance, as he relaxed before the trepidation set in, he had disobeyed his Emperor. Of course, it was for His benefit, but with what Verst had seen, Ticoga would have been fine. But that was not certain if Gira and Zuqetta did not return. As the unconscious criminal had his head crushed, satisfaction spread over the Arcosian. Ticoga wiped the stain off the planet. But as Verst knew, there were reports of Otherworld being permeable, Lottus for instance had escaped, and who knows how many others had fled their ‘final’ fate.
Tambo was the last remaining Mazoku that had not fled, been captured or as the battlefield demonstrated, found their own fate cut short. Verst looked at the corpses, some of his Empire, the Mazoku Namekians and the mix of other species that had participated. He saw the spot where Patch fell, being watched by Zuqetta. He could be any one of those bodies if the Tuffle or the Demon wished him dead… He dared not to think about the rest but it came anyway. His death was a distinct possibility here, and yet he would have sacrificed it if it brought the Emperor even a breath’s reprieve. A strange thought, that he would examine later.
“Queen Zuqetta,” He bowed his head for a moment. “You and your fellow Saiyans fought well, despite the losses.” He took a moment to look at the area where Patch fell. “I did as much as I could to keep our side safe, but things happened so fast, somewhere an attack was going to make it through the cracks.” He sighed, he looked down ashamed. Turning lastly to Tambo “Namekian, I hope you make wiser alliances in future.”
Returning to his walk, he patted Terra on the back, subtly using her for support to kneel before Ticoga. “Forgive me, Imperator. I disobeyed your orders, therefore. I submit myself to your judgment.” He said, not with fear but in expectation of some consequence. His armour was discarded, he looked weary after the battle and his leg wound had seemingly reopened as it openly bled down his leg.
TLDR: Verst powers down and reunites with the rest of the armoured squadron.
Speaks to Zuqetta and the Saiyans in general.
Briefly talks to Tambo
Asks for forgiveness from Ticoga.
Thread PL: 50000
KP: 5+1=6
MP: 2+1=3
HP: 112%
Resources: Supremacy, Durability(used), Die by my Hand (used), Restrained Might (Active), Avenger (used)
Items: Armor(used), Blaster(used), Ruby
WC: 3009+426=3435 ((IDK what happened to my previous WC))