Reawakening [CHALLENGE]

Cilas and Celari shuffled awkwardly. After the massive show of force on Tulse that left the former Oozaru in a pool of her own blood, things simmered down. Less fighting, more earthshattering revelations and heartfelt confessions that they weren't all that apt at understanding or pitching in on. Luckily Zuqetta gave them an immediate goal! "Think we were too rough? She might've been disobeying direct orders but I can't say I don't understand why someone would want him dead." Cilas' tone was neutral, level, free of open remorse, but the Saiyan's face was scrunched up ever so slightly.

"She's a Saiyan," Celari shrugged. "And by the looks of it a show of force was the only thing she'd understand. Besides! Ain't like she died. A round in the healing tubes and Tulse will be as good as new again. Might even fetch a nice Zenkai!" Cilas glanced back at the Monarch, in the midst of wrapping up the situation.

"We still need to question Zuqetta on the nature of her relation with the Earthling and the... gross dereliction of duty. I'd ask Tulse to share more but I get the feeling she'll spit in our faces before being cooperative." The twins marched over to the downed woman, Cilas carefully kneeling down and gently picking her up in a medical carry if allowed. "We're taking you back to Sadala for treatment. As far as I know you aren't in trouble beyond what happened here. If you don't want to be treated, you can say so. Good?"

Cilas and Celari will attempt to EXIT with Tulse!

Zuqetta continued to loom over Lottus and Jagaimo, ready to spring into action if need be, not merely against her cousin but against any other who would seek to betray the status quo. The twins gave no verbal response, but through their actions Zuqetta could tell they'd gotten the message to evacuate Tulse. With the state she was in, it'd have been a rough ride back to Sadala for sure, luckily a platoon seemed to be en route from what she could sense, but whether they'd aid in Tulse's evacuation was another story.

Tulse's condition wasn't Zuqetta's most pressing concern, Lottus and Zuci were; as Lottus spoke however, it was clear he'd come to his senses. Zuqetta would breath deep, sighing through her nose at Lottus' childish response; she nearly rolled her eyes, but quickly found herself embraced from behind by Gira. The Earth raised Saiyan didn't say a word, but her presence helped to calm and mellow Zuqetta out, a boon considering the incredulous remarks Zuci would soon make.

Gira aired her grievance with Lottus; while Zuqetta's attention would turn towards Zuci for a moment.

"I don't make a habit out of issuing punishments, regardless of my station." Zuqetta would explain, her face a bit flush from Gira's affection coupled with Zuci's teasing, "Everything's been settled without issue, so neither you nor Tulse are in any trouble... heck, if Tulse was, she's already received her punishment..."

Lottus had begun to leave with Jagaimo in tow, powering down as requested... or rather, of his own free will since he was going off to get a meal. Zuqetta could hear an absolutely horrid sound come from Tulse, certainly not a sound a person would make. She winced slightly, knowing how badly Tulse wanted her revenge; yet though Zuqetta was against it for personal reasons, she had no real intention to stop Tulse from taking it, so long as she did so in an honorable manner.

"If I didn't make healthcare more accessible, that woman might not even still be kickin'..." Zuqetta would say to herself with a rather heavy sigh, "Maybe I should talk to Tinker about getting her more grievous wounds fixed up?"

There was so much to think about, too much even; the only ones she felt she didn't need to worry about were the Twins, though she didn't yet know of the hidden issue they held with her. Gira and Zuci had both powered down as well, Gira' rushing up with further affection that finally began to melt away at the icy wall Zuqetta had placed between herself and everyone else. She smiled to Gira, giving an enthusiastic nod to Gira's request, dispelling her held swords as she relaxed.

"Hehe, I look forward to it! We haven't gotten ta hang out much since returning from Namek, I have... more than a bit ta tell ya." she'd say, feeling a bit awkward as she thought of how to approach her concern of Earth; little did Zuqetta know, the immediate future from Gira's departure would see the streets of Radditsu once more under siege...

Not yet privy to this knowledge however, Zuqetta's nature remained more easygoing; she would even shoot a playful scowl towards Zuci at her final "insightful" remark.

"Maybe it does! So maybe don't resort to sudden, unnecessary violence!" The pot would say to the kettle, Zuqetta's remark being a tab hypocritical considering her immediate assault against her own cousin, "There's a proper way ta do things; I won't let Lottus off the hook for the crimes of his past, but what I do may not be to your liking either. When the time comes though, you, Tulse, and anyone else will surely have the chance to confront Lottus yourselves, in a fair, honorable manner."

Her words would have surely fallen onto deaf ears with Tulse should the woman have been around to hear her, but she hoped Zuci would at least understand. The woman loved fighting after all, a conversation of fists was her one true language, and she surely wouldn't have been the type to pass up a proper conversation with Lottus.

With those final words however, the outskirts of the metropolis was cleared; it was nothing short of a miracle that things ended the way they did. Zuqetta continued to linger in the air for a short time, sensing the powers of everyone as they faded into the distance, blending with the masses if not plain vanishing entirely. She thought of how terribly things could have ended if there were any small changes; if Gira or Zuci were just a bit angrier, if the Twins were a bit less loyal as soldiers, if she herself had moved less aggressively...

The chance of death was high, it could have been Lottus, it could have been Jagaimo, Tulse, or even the Twins. There was no telling how things could have ended if things were a bit different, and that fact left Zuqetta a tad shaken. Her power began to wane as she readied to undo her transformation and return to Sadala, but she would hesitate, looking off into the distance, her gaze in the direction of where her city and her people would be.

"No wonder you were so grumpy all the time-" she'd remark with a heavy sigh, thing of Taori's permanently grumpy face, "-this is harder than I thought."

She would clench her fist before her a few times, taking notice of how shaky her arms were as the adrenaline rush of these events died down. Her eyes would shift as she took notice of her golden bangs, she'd take a lock of her hair, examining it, before steadying her breath and returning her gaze forward.

"Maybe... I'll stay like this for a little bit, like Zuci and Vocado do."