A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT]

Commodore Kimono
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Item Malus: 2,500

Minion PL: 30,000
Minion Forms: Creature Of The Night (x8)

A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 9, 2024 19:12:21 GMT -5

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Post by Commodore Kimono on May 9, 2024 19:12:21 GMT -5

An Eye For An Eye [CARNAGE]
~~Kimono Lamellar~~
Mother of Mist: Komashitsu
~~Intergalactic Terrorist, Ex-Earth Military, Wanted Criminal~~
UNKNOWABLE, UNSEEABLE, UNSPEAKABLE
Base Power Level: 50,011 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Current Power Level: 250,055 (Antisense NOW ACTIVE)
Word Count: 960
Total Word Count: 6,532
Text Hex: d40000

So close. Komashitsu had been so close to utter freedom from this nightmare and back into the fold of her ever growing plan. Her creations, her foundation of production to release her Mist-Borne demons, all of it was just within her grasp. Yet as she enveloped herself in the black mist around her body, it's energy formulating complex magical incantations to evacuate the area, the sudden wash of holy energy throughout the portal disrupted her plans. The physical circle was swept away, it's transmogrifying lines twisting and contorting against the opposing energy as it's demonic attributes gripped down against the positive Namekian magics of the Guru. The black mist around her body burned brightly around her figure as she hissed angrily at the pair. What they did, what they said, it made no sense to the demonic entity piloting the flesh automaton that was Kimono's body. One said to leave peacefully, the other stopped her. She was clearly behind on the attitudes of mortals since her own turning into a demon by the Playwright, that was certain.

"You-" She'd hiss back at Nero, her eyes narrowing with an annoyed look as she attempted once more to call forth the black water mist inside of her body. It's unfiltered, unfettered variation from the modern Hutong was intense, but even under the powerful glaring light of Nero's magic it was impossible. She gripped at the air, softly breathing to no avail, the small percentage of black mist leaving her lungs like a cough before dissipating into nothing in the air once more. It was gone, and she was suddenly defenseless. "You mortals make no logical sense. The tall one told us to leave, and now you wish to me to stay to be 'punished' by you. I am reminded once more why I stayed out of the goings of living beings." Komashitsu would continue to hiss through her teeth, popping her knuckles as she prepared herself for whatever it was that Nero planned to do. "Do not mistake my intentions, holy one. I have no ill intent towards the home of the Namekians, nor this Kai forsaken hellhole you have me trapped on. The sooner I can leave and be rid of you all, the better. What my granddaughter was doing here is her own doing, you made good work of putting her trapped inside of that phylactery as a prison to hold her until she can be properly dealt with by your disturbing retributions. What I do with my own kin is none of the concern of someone bathed in your essence mortal, and I suggest we part ways before someone makes a mist-" She would try and finish her argument, appealing to Nero's morality and trying to explain herself, but to no avail.

As she spoke, due to the sudden forceful removal of the nearby mist she was completely defenseless and unaware of the immediate reaction by the odd-looking Namekian rushing towards her. Komashitsu held the first punch into her direction as it connected to the side of her face, throwing the defenseless human form possessed by the demonic entity to the ground, blood splattering the floor of the underground cavern room. Komashitsu had just enough time to turn to look at him as he spoke his peace, before going back to beating down on the woman. Without the layer of mist to defend her body, she had to take the strikes head on without recourse, feeling the pain and agony of each strike as if she was truly alive again. Just before the final strikes could be played, Komashitsu would look at Band, trying to match eye contact with him with the final breaths she had held onto for her consciousness.

"G-Good job Namekian. Spare not the criminal the rod. Stop me from taking this body by destroying it. That- That makes total sense." She would spit out blood in frustration and odd enjoyment of the situation. Komashitsu had not felt true pain in so long, it was almost enjoyable. "S-See now, holy one. Even your own do not know their limits. The cursed born is correct. This universe, this existence is far more than your moral compass. Do not mistake my actions for hos-hostilities. I go in peace... I... I would go in pe-" she'd try and finish her statement before the pain overcame the body, the demonic entity unaware of the broken ribs and major bruising from the impacts had caused her to go into shock, her body finally collapsing back onto the ground silently. Breathing was labored, but functional, and the little strength she had left was into keeping herself alive. As consciousness faded from the woman, all that had remained for them was her to stay alive.

As this all occurred, the poppet containing Kimono's soul was quiet, it's faint glow and pink mist about its shape brightened and dimmed, before shaking lightly as the knowledge of her body's defeat. Kimono did not care about her loss, or the loss of her body. All her unconscious soul could dream of was the memories of her past, her many losses and injuries. The time she was framed for attempted murder, the jail break, her building of the bomb in Sadala Capital, and to her bisection in Hatchi City. Her soul in deep slumber thinking only of how it could not accomplish its missions. She was, by all references and means, a downhill spiral of a soldier.

Kim's Current Power Level: 250,055 (Antisense NOW ACTIVATED)
Komashitsu's transport is overtaken by Nero's Moonlight Masenko and she is hit with 1,008,000 PL in DMG! (403% DMG) and is incapacitated of all offensive and defensive capabilities.
Komashitsu berates Nero and Zhalla for conflicting commands and reiterates that she wants to leave peacefully, with or without Meara as well.
Komashitsu is caught off guard by Band's Brutal Bullets for 58,000 PL in DMG (23% DMG) and is Wounded and KOed after the hit, knocking her out of consciousness.
Kimono's soul inside of the poppet is in a deep slumber, unresponsive to attempts to communicate or associate with it.

Kimono is KOed and out of the fight.

Kim isn't Kim anymore.

KP: 0/6
MP: 0/6
HP: 574%/250% - INCAPACITATED / WOUNDED / KOED

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Zhalla
Indomitable Force

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Oozaru (x5),
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A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 11, 2024 7:15:58 GMT -5

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Post by Zhalla on May 11, 2024 7:15:58 GMT -5

Band's surprise at how she'd gotten in the way so quickly echoed Zhalla's own inner confusion on it-- She had no idea how she had either but she chalked it up to having to do with the Super form she was in, she still needed more training with it clearly because even now it still surprised her. Speaking of surprises she watched on in interest as Nero fixed some parts of the Android using his telekinesis, the robot was made of much more different material then she was used to seeing from Androids. She had known Nero could heal too but, an Android? That was a first at least from what she'd seen.

As for whoever was in control of Kim's body now Zhalla scowled when they mentioned that she had told them to leave. "No. Actually I told her and her cousin to leave" She'd point a thumb to the faun, "As far as I'm concerned, you are neither" And she wasn't about to try and help someone who was using someone else the way this person was. So when Nero and Band moved to stop them from leaving she did not interfere this time-- Though the Namekian going over her head did earn a sound of surprise from her! She echoed what they thought about it too though, it wasn't their body to use.

Zhalla placed her hands on her waist as she watched the Faun practically shout back at them, she understood that the younger woman was likely in a state right now where it was hard to remain calm and understandably so, but the yelling she was doing was getting jarring. "Probably because he's Guru" If anyone here had a greater grasp on things it was probably Nero. She was a bit biased on that front sure, but even before they were a pair he'd had a level of understanding on so many things that she hadn't, it was part of what had charmed her to begin with really.

She rolled her eyes though, if the Android had actually been aiming for the faun directly maybe she wouldn't have gotten in the way. What was even the point of having power if you didn't enforce your morals and ideals with it? What a childish and foolish way of thinking. If they had truly let power go to their head then her and the younger girls she'd brought with her today wouldn't of been allowed to leave at all either. And what the hell had she meant about 'your kind'? "And if we're lucky, we won't have to see your ungrateful bratty ass anytime soon again either. Take your fatherly issues out on your own dad" They were already pushing it on the whole not making her regret helping them thing. She tried to remember Nero's words on that they were stronger for being beings of love and kindness but sometimes she honestly thought some people didn't deserve those things from them either. Maybe the faun and her accomplices would've learnt more from today if she had of just let the robot stop their attempts to leave. Or maybe not, who knew.

Zhalla would take one brief look down at Kim's body after Band's efforts had seemingly knocked the new host of it unconscious, she hoped that someday Kim would be able to call it her own and only her own. Her hair returning to her usual ginger curls as her eyes faded back into their regular watermelon colours as well, she'd give a nod to Band and Delta though wished they maybe could have met under better circumstances, maybe some other time? She'd look to Nero, "I'm not the best at sensing but it seems to me like the others who came to cause trouble have already all ran away-- For the most part anyway" There was still one familiar pirate left but she was already preoccupied enough, the Saiyan felt a sort of sense of pride in Salvo's bravery though despite all odds. She trusted she'd be allowed to leave alive.

"I think it's time we head home now, I'll wait for you on the ship" With that she'd turn and start to make her way back to where she'd left the thing on their arrival.

Word count: 711
(Total; 6,076)

KP: 6/6 (+1)
MP: 6/6
DMG: 0/270%

Zhalla powers down from Super Saiyan and is attempting to EXIT

Current PL: 150,000
Resources; Saiyan Pride, Burning Ki, Noble Blood, Restrained Might, Bare-Knuckle Brawler

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Nero
Indomitable Force

Guru of Namek

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PL: 145,000
XP: 1,104
Howling Oozaru (x4),
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A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 13, 2024 6:33:36 GMT -5

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Post by Nero on May 13, 2024 6:33:36 GMT -5

|| Nero’s PL: 2,520,000 || Namek Heart & Lifeweaver’s Preservation are Active || x18 Super Garou Eclipse is Active ||

It seemed that the Arcosian Android had a moment of pause— the reason for which was twofold. Zhalla getting in the way of their assault was one thing, but being repaired in the wave of a hand was another. Nero eyed the Android for a moment. “I’m watchin’ you too, you know.” Hopefully this construct wasn’t going to do something stupid anymore.

Others however, decided to push their luck.

The Faun for one, though understandably at her wits end due to the current condition her cousin was now in due to effectively having her soul stored elsewhere, was seemingly incapable of reading the situation. “Watch your language.” Nero responded lazily. “If we didn’t interfere, you, your cousin and your entourage would likely be dead, nevermind the Android being turned into scrap in the process.” Looking between the Faun and the Android, Nero shook his head. “Sorry that trying to teach others the value of giving chances and believing in the betterment of others not yet beyond saving is so massively inconvenient to you. The both of you need to look inward, though I doubt either of you will even bother.” It was also always other people that made the big hubbub about Nero’s position as Guru— be they aware of it or not. Was he as saintly as many would say? Probably, but he didn’t think about it, he just did what he believed to be right. Zhalla stepped in for him on that matter anyway. “If you ‘could care less’, it means you do care, at least in some capacity.” So long as they left and were safely allowed to do so, Nero had nothing else to add. All he hoped for was that they wouldn’t put themselves in this kind of situation again.

Then there was the bodysnatcher, what Nero saw mostly as an invasive thing, perhaps even seeing it as less of a person than the Arcosian Android. Nero slightly bared his fangs in annoyance. Zhalla clarified her statement, it was indeed as she had said; Kimono, the Faun, and the witches were being told to leave together, not whoever or whatever was using Kimono’s body. “Since you clearly didn’t hear what I said; here’s the gist— Though it is a lot of things, the entirety of existence isn’t logical.”

“If you wanted to leave peacefully, going for a horrible mental assault didn’t help. It wasn’t the logical choice. You want logical? You could have just made your case normally. That said...” Hearing Band’s rage build within his body— from the reaction, the adrenaline, to the tension of muscles mere seconds before the explosion of the Namekian’s aura and his movement towards the entity within Kimono’s body, Nero stepped aside. Moments before Band was upon them, Nero gave a disappointed frown at the mysterious individual. “Your biggest mistake was taking over someone else’s body to use as your own.”

Band unleashed his fury upon them, and Nero only moved so as to stop the Namekian from killing them— even though Nero didn’t sense killing intent, that could change if Band took the last conscious words of the entity seriously. Stepping over to Band, Nero attempted to place a hand on his shoulder. “They’re down for the count, Band. Let it be, it’s best not to play into their hands. Besides, Kimono can’t exactly have their body back if it dies and cannot house her soul within it now, can she?”

Zhalla powered down, she was now clearly done with the situation. Nero reached out with his senses as well— and it was as Zhalla had said, practically everyone had left the battle as of now. “Ideally they won’t try this sort of shit again.” Though it wouldn’t surprise Nero if certain individuals among today’s invading party tried again. “I’ll be along soon.”

Now all that was left to do was assess the state of Band and the Arcosian Android, just to be sure they were sufficiently level headed and such. “So, now that Arcose still stands, I’ll be taking my leave soon and hopefully speak to Ticoga about all of this when time permits.”

Looking to the Arcosian Android, Nero gave a polite bow of his head. “I know that I may seem strange to you, and my actions perhaps even moreso, so all that I ask is that you try to understand where I’m coming from. I believe it would be best if you were to go and assess casualties and structural damage.”

Lastly, there was Band. “Hey, so—” Nero began, speaking casually. “How are you feeling? You were pretty surprising today given what I’ve been told about you.”

KP: 6/6 (+2 for no tech)
MP: 6/6
HP: 0/290%
Resources: Extraterrestrial [2/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
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A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 14, 2024 20:31:04 GMT -5

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Post by Band on May 14, 2024 20:31:04 GMT -5

Courtesy of the Guru, there was nothing left to stop Band’s harrowing barrage. Her mist and tricks were expended, leaving Komashitsu momentarily vulnerable to each and every hit that he threw at her. This whole debacle was all too complicated… but this he knew. Whatever Komashitsu was, he didn’t have to think a whole lot to know she had this coming, and it didn’t help her case that the face she wore had been violently attacking him not minutes ago. Still, Band couldn’t find himself enjoying the beatdown. The last blow threw the Earthling a short distance away, leaving Band wheezing from the exertion of raw anger. He palmed the back of his hand in the other, rubbing sore knuckles while the beaten possessor choked out more derision towards himself and Nero. The panting turned to a growl as he grit his teeth.

“Peace? Get the word off your tongue you daft twig, I’ll knock your…!” The Namekian nearly shouted, taking a threatening step forward before he felt the firm hand on his shoulder, tensing under the grasp and turning his head to see who had the gall. A beat passed, Band’s eye wild on the man with the silver glow, before he lost the tension burdening him. Feeling no hostile intent, Band shrugged off the hand but made no further move. He’d balled his hands back into fists without realizing, and as they unwound he winced, a few drops of purple blood falling down his palms and nails. Band wiped his hands on his damaged vest, then nonchalantly tilted his head toward Nero with a cool facade. “Hmph. Not feelin’ real burned over it, you shoulda seen the slasher smile she ‘ad. But whatever.”

A half-truth. However justified his frustration with Kimono was, that she’d been robbed of her freedom by something potentially worse was just too unpleasant. Besides, the Namekian could tell he wasn’t much of a voice of reason here, and these other two still didn’t want to fight. Though he was vaguely ticked over the familiar tone Nero took, still unaware of the man’s identity. Wiping his face with his arm wraps, Band turned to take in the rest of the battlefield, starting with Meara. The distraught half-Oni sought again to escape, lambasting the rest of them for their part in this. Definitely not the kind of attitude he thought was smart to have in this situation. All the same, he didn’t have it in him to stop the completion of the circle. He glared, wanted to come up with something rude to say, but ultimately had nothing to offer before the witches vanished. It was probably for the best, which didn’t stop Band tsking moodily.

Placing his hands on his hips, he turned his attention toward the blonde woman speaking up. Or formerly blonde, that is. He could swear she’d been very overbright before, but now her hair was a rather clement shade of orange. Weird as that was, Band managed to focus on what she’d said and turned his ear upward, listening for the telltale signs of combat now that his fight had died down… To which there was nothing.

“Huh, whaddya know? Here I thought I was gonna be rattlin’ the skulls of them masochists,” Band grumbled, his odd inflection betraying a terrible mispronunciation of Mazoku. His mouth pulled into a line, suddenly discontent, as he realized he’d have liked some answers out of those jokers. Though maybe it was optimistic of him to think he’d have gotten a word in edgewise if the clan themselves were anything like their bloodthirsty enforcer. He chalked it up as an opportunity missed, but at least he’d be walking away from this intact. Band remained in thought while Zhalla announced her leave, to which he spared a glance, and Nero spoke to the android who’d come to his defense. He’d done the right thing, hadn’t he? Ticoga had been clear — the Mazoku wanted to drench their hands in the blood of Empire citizens. Their actions here did poorly to contradict that claim. Band helped to stop them, his wounds were healed, and yet he felt like he’d lost something. Something that shouldn’t matter to him.

“Heh?” He turned to acknowledge Nero, who was now addressing him, with a frown. How’m I feeling? He wondered sarcastically, damn well aware that the answer was a general bad. Sparing the Guru his immediate belligerence, Band blew out a raspberry and scratched the back of his neck while pondering his response. “Got my arse dragged through the floor by a lady half my size n’ twice as crazy, didn’t even see the real tossers, so now I… I…” Band’s insincere damage report trailed off, his mind snagging on something the half-Saiyan had just said. He quickly stepped up to the shorter man, clawing at the fur mantle he wore to get a hold of him. “Hold it! Who the Hell’re you anyways? Whaddya mean you’ve been told stuff about me?!”

PL: 145,000

KP: 2/6 (+2)
MP: 4/6
Damage: 0/250%

WC: 4,090

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Delta Sentinel
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A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 15, 2024 18:34:14 GMT -5

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Post by Delta Sentinel on May 15, 2024 18:34:14 GMT -5

Delta Sentinel watches impassively as the invaders only made their own case worse. Truly, the two great powers should have allowed Delta to terminate them - but as it stands... Well, they got away. It turns to Nero as the Guru speaks to the Android, logging the speech for later analysis. Delta returns Nero's bow.

"All that matters is that this civilian ultimately has been protected against these aggressors. Their reasons for being, or why they do what they do, is beyond the scope of necessary understanding for my programming." the Android replies. "You have my thanks - I am expendable, as I can be recovered and rebuilt. Civilians, you living beings, only have the one life to live. That is my ultimate purpose - to preserve."

Delta Sentinel regards Nero for a moment before continuing.

"I agree with your assessment." Delta turns away, gazing through the massive holes leading outside above them. "Casualty assessment first. Structural data second. Lives lost and lives yet still present must be accounted for - buildings can be rebuilt. Thank you, Guru Nero and your Partner. The Empire will not soon be forgetting your aid."

With that said, Delta turns to Band, offering them a nod.

"Civilian - please report to a medical facility when able. Mental and physical stress assessments must be made, to ensure your health is undamaged." Zhalla begins to leave before Delta, drawing the Android's eyes. "...This will not be the last time we face these foes."

With that grim declaration, Delta Sentinel rockets forth, and out of the damaged palace...

Attempting thread exit!

WC: 256
TWC: 2,441

Nero
Indomitable Force

Guru of Namek

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PL: 145,000
XP: 1,104
Howling Oozaru (x4),
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Tag: @nero
Posts: 637 Male

Item Malus: 14,500

A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 17, 2024 9:30:04 GMT -5

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Post by Nero on May 17, 2024 9:30:04 GMT -5

|| Nero’s PL: 2,520,000 || Namek Heart & Lifeweaver’s Preservation are Active || x18 Super Garou Eclipse is Active ||

Well, for all the rigidity that the Arcosian Android was displaying, he wasn’t without kindness, there was the capacity to care— be it programmed or learned. “Eh, to be honest, I sometimes have trouble understanding why people do what they do.” It wasn’t often, given that Nero was practically a genius when it came to social interactions, but even geniuses get stumped every now and then. Nero didn’t entirely agree that the Android was ‘expendable’. Repairable? Yes, expendable? Not so much. “You have a point. People tend to fight hard in order to live. So you should try livin’ sometime.”

Quite quickly afterward, the Arcosian Android made his leave, taking on Nero’s suggestion as to what should be done next. Most of the remaining Imperial personnel would probably be doing the same now, eventually they’d do something about Sen’s corpse and the unconscious surprise pilot of Kimono’s body too.

For now, Nero’s focus was on Band. “Jeez, what is it with people and slasher smiles these days?” Nero raised a brow, recalling that he saw Cello give off a pretty menacing grin earlier as well. Picking up that Band was actually trying to say Mazoku, Nero interjected. “Oh, it’s Mazoku, and these guys were just a small group of the larger whole.” As for how Band was feeling... Well, understandably, not great. The point of asking was mostly to let someone know that they weren’t alone or without support after all. Though the Namekian did try to say something about it, it definitely seemed like he was downplaying something or being insincere. Probably some kind of tough guy attitude? “Hrrm.” Nero grumbled lightly and put his hands on his hips. He’d let Band off the hook for this, just this once.

Band had some questions for Nero in the meantime. Nero gently swatted Band’s hands away when the Namekian tried to grab at him. “Hey, no need for that. It’s nothin’ bad. Anyway, sure, bit goofy that I know more about you than you do about me. I’m Nero, Guru of Namek— which is where your ancestors are from.” He explained casually, never really one to put emphasis on the title unless it was completely necessary. “It’s just some basic stuff. Ticoga said you caused a bit of trouble, property damage, yadda yadda, did some minor prison time, that stuff. I’m not one to judge so harshly unless given reason to. I’d say you’re a decent fella.”

Stepping away, Nero began to head off in the direction that Zhalla had gone. “If you ever feel like it, come visit Namek.” Nero said over his shoulder towards Band. “You take care now, yeah?” With a short wave, Nero picked up the pace. He would have to brief Ticoga on what had happened from his side of things sooner than later...

Nero will be attempting to Exit the AT.

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Split [Last Stand] Total Thread WC: 1922
Split [Tooth For Tooth, Blood for Blood] Total Thread WC: 3700

KP: 6/6
MP: 6/6
HP: 0/290%
Resources: Extraterrestrial [2/2], Hardy, Efficient Adaptation, Tactician, Restrained Might
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Band
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A Tooth for a Tooth, Blood for Blood [SPLIT] May 17, 2024 16:36:33 GMT -5

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Post by Band on May 17, 2024 16:36:33 GMT -5

While the reject Namekian confronted Namek’s Guru, the android had left to continue its duty. Band didn’t turn to face it, but offered a rudely dismissive wave, obviously not intending to abide by the suggestion. What a silly thing to even recommend! He’d already regenerated and blocked out whatever mental frenzy the others had suffered. Getting checked out would only be more bothersome in the long run, he was sure. Though Delta had no reason to know why, he supposed. No, he just needed to rest.

That would come later though. Nero, after a quick correction in regard to the name that the attackers rallied beneath, was equally disinterested in tolerating or matching Band’s aggressions. The light reprimand gave him pause, long enough to acknowledge how unreasonable he was being and made him lower his hand in kind. His unimpressed scowl remained, but only until the Guru introduced himself and Band rapidly recollected his conversation with Ticoga, who had spoken of this very individual. Eyes going wide and one brow quirked, he did poorly to conceal his sheer surprise at Nero’s identity.

“You’re the bloke he went an’ blabbed at? But you’re all furry and smooth-skinned!” Band replied, running a nail gently across the lines and pads on his arm for emphasis. He’d evidently been expecting Guru’s Namek to look significantly more green and hairless, based on his limited understanding of its ordinary people. The shock wore off quickly, and he actually had the decency to flush a slightly darker purple at the insensitivity of his reaction, folding his arms awkwardly across his chest. “Ahhh… Sorry, not that I don’t… believe you.”

Having sufficiently stumbled over his own words, Band elected just to listen. Though he came here with good intentions, he wasn’t sure he bought into Nero’s assessment of him. There was little decent about an unwanted and violent brat like himself. The shorter fellow just didn’t have the bigger picture, as he began to take his own leave but not without wishing Band well and offering an invitation to his world. The corner of his mouth twitched at that, but he didn’t speak up as the Guru’s back eventually disappeared from sight. According to Ticoga, that had been the man who knew about Band’s clan, even if there hadn’t been much to tell when they spoke. Maybe there was something for him on Namek, but… Band groaned quietly as his skull throbbed. Yes, that was a thought for when he didn’t have such a headache. Powering down, Band took to the air and retraced the trail of carnage that had brought him to the sublevel, soon emerging from the palace and back into the city where he could hopefully find rest.

PL: 145,000
[EXIT]!

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