Makafushigi Adventure! The Fiery, Jackie Jeans!

For a moment, Zuqetta wondered if she really did crash again and if this time, it'd been a bit more serious. Some sort of entirely peaceful place surrounded by sky and clouds in all directions? Was this that heaven place?? She'd managed to once break into hell, but never heaven, so she really couldn't be sure, but it certainly seemed like it could be the case. Her momentary thought would be interrupted as a voice suddenly called out; thought it initially startled her, the individual approached rather casually with a friendly demeanor, a nice change of pace from the constant yelling of armed or super powered bullies.

"A faire?" she'd question, taking the woman's hand to allow herself to be hoisted up; she wasn't quite sure what this faire thing was, but she wouldn't dwell too much on it, "I'm fine, well.. well enough at least." she'd say with a tired sigh as she dusted herself off, "I've fallen from higher-" she'd remark, looking out over the Lookout's edge, "I think... a lookout you said? Where the heck IS this place?"

Zuqetta would take a moment to glance around further, noting the woman's mention of the place being newly renovated. Everything certainly looked new and nice, and with all the plants it was like a miniature floating paradise. Of course the depictions of Sun Monk culture was completely lost on Zuqetta, but it didn't make things any less visually appealing. She'd step closer to the edge, peering off over the side, realizing the clouds below were INCREDIBLY below.

"Wha-!?" surprise overtook her as she dropped to all fours reactivity so as not to fall, of course she could've just flown if she did, causing just a bit of embarrassment, "I thought you said this was a lookout!? The heck are you supposed ta see from this high up!?!?" she'd question, rolling backwards and jumping once more to her feet, "Wait, you said YOU renovated this? Is this your place?" she'd ask curiously, her attention turning back to the mysterious sky woman, "How is this place flying!? Is it some kinda fancy ship???"

Zuqetta would flinch, ceasing her questions as she realized she was getting just a bit ahead of herself. She'd take a momentary breath, calming herself before looking the place over once more, then looking back towards the woman.

"You're not gonna suddenly attack me are you?" she'd say in a rather curt, skeptical tone; she'd shake her head, trying not to be so mistrusting before question amending her words, "Sorry, I don't mean to presume, Earth just... hasn't been so kind the past few days." she'd explain, taking a long drawn breath, "I'm Zuqetta, nice ta meet'cha!" she'd introduce; though initially giving a smile, her eyes would narrow a bit, her head tilting slightly as she looked over the woman. Though she wouldn't say it, she was sure the woman looked familiar, but she couldn't for the life of her tell from where.

Jackie's explanation on how she saw the people below was just as the woman expected, completely lost on Zuqetta. Sensing energy and magic was one thing, even sending her thoughts via telepathy was something she had familiarity with, but sending her feelings? Other than with Gira, she wasn't sure she'd ever literally felt another persons feelings, and certainly couldn't imagine making her own external. Jackie admitted that it was something she was rather skilled in however, and Zuqetta chose to leave it at that.

She'd give the briefest, and most relatable of explanations on how the Lookout remained airborne. It was more than a bit impressive, especially considering the experience Zuqetta had with keeping her own materialized plethora of swords airborne in a fight. To keep up something as big as what they walked upon? She felt Jackie had a far greater wellspring of magic within her than it seemed; either that, or there were just plainly some pieces that Zuqetta was missing on the matter.

Regardless, she was able to breathe a true sigh of relief as Jackie expressed her genuine hospitality; there would finally be a break from the constant fleeing across the planet.

"Heh, thanks, but I've visited before-" she'd admit, relaxing a bit as she spoke, "Just never been greeted by armed forces... or chased by them so much. Luckily a girl named Tunic helped me when I came crashin' down the first time, but I promise ya, I haven't been threatenin' no one here! I've got friends here!"

She hoped it didn't come across as too difficult to believe, but Jackie seemed the rather approachable type. As she explained herself however, Zuqetta would find herself rudely interrupted by the thunderous chorus of her stomach, something that would stop her in her tracks, her face going red with embarrassment.

"Heh hehe, uhh, you wouldn't happen ta have food all the way up here, would ya?" she'd question, a hand coming to her stomach, "I've been on the move nonstop for a while now..." she'd say, her stomach giving another long, low rumble on cue.

As the two spoke, Jackie would lead them toward the domed building center of the Lookout fora better place to speak out of the sun. Zuqetta thought about what the Kami went on about, recalling the previous President, Derry. She still had a gripe about that man considering his assault against Vocado and Lottus, but Amara had long since cleared up the reason for them being on Plant back then. She didn't feel it necessary to hold a grudge considering her actions in disguise back during one of the man's public appearances...

Then, it began to click; that day Derry was to put into place further Accords, Zuqetta recalled the red headed woman being there. Then there was the footage Vocado had once shown from his battle against Amara, Jackie had been there too!

Zuqetta felt a bit of awkwardness set upon her, she couldn't very well mention either situation lest she implicate herself and her more cringe worthy, dubious past. Luckily for her, Jackie didn't seem to inquire on anything of the sort, something which brought a bit of relief to the girl. In fact, rather than begin a game of a thousand questions with Zuqetta, she instead decided to show her hospitality, accepting Zuqetta's request for food and materializing a loaf of bread from fire of all things!

Zuqetta's eyes sparkled, not merely at the conjuration of food, but the ability to freely conjure flame from her finger tips!

"That was incredible!!" she'd exclaim, tail swishing back and forth behind her in her excitement as she stared intensely at the bread, "How'd you do that!? Not just the bread, but the fire! Heck, the bread too, you transmuted flame into food!" she'd seen Jinx conjure up food from nothing, but the Majin's explanation had never really... explained much.

"I've got magic too, I can conjure weapons, armors, clothes, even more complex things like machines and tech so long as I understand it. Food though?" she'd explain, recalling her last experience trying to materialize food and the unholy abomination spawned from the attempt, "Ehhh, I dunno if mere practice would be enough..." she'd say with a nervous laugh, her stomach growling rather loudly once again, reminding her of her hunger.

"Ah-! Hehe, but uhh, my curiosity can wait~" she'd say, rubbing at the back of her head, "I'm fine with anything really, I'm just happy to finally get some food!" she'd say happily, before flinching with a bit of realization, "Oh! But please, PLEASE, none of those "noodle" things..." she'd say with a grimace, "Too slimy and creepy... vendors on Plant have begun selling stuff from Earth, yoba or soba or somethin' like that. I'm not sayin' it tasted bad or nuthin', but..." she'd shiver, "Brr, the noodles specifically felt gross." she'd admit, giving a quick shake of her head to forget the experience.

Zuqetta listened intently to Jackie as she spoke, it wasn't everyday she got to talk to a fellow magic user after all. In fact, since Zriracha had returned to living in Hell, Zuqetta had lacked basically anyone to talk to regarding it. Jinx' explanations were far too vague, and Zerori stayed holed up in her little pocket dimension. There was Ayu, but she was far too young to have a proper conversation with on the matter, and while Patience seemed like a good bet to converse with, the situation on Earth was making it hard for Zuqetta to even get around, let alone visit anyone.

Jackie went on to continue her demonstration alongside her explanation, but her actions would be much further from humble than her words suggested. Zuqetta's eyes lit up seeing the piece of bread Jackie took a bite from suddenly be transmuted through flame into a staff! Jackie insisted it wasn't anything at all, hardly special, to which Zuqetta would wave her hand before her, shaking her head as she protested.

"Nonononono, not special!? Where the heck do ya get an idea like that!?" she'd question, "There must be a whole cornucopia of you pullin' this kinda stuff off if ya think what you're doin' ain't special! Heck, if I tried ta make even just BREAD right now, you'd be met with a---" Zuqetta paused, shivering as she remembered the scream of the creature she conjured and how Zriracha had to put it down, "--well, it wouldn't be pretty, that's for sure!"

Despite herself, she was hopeful; though Zriracha had tried, Zriracha was a demon so Zuqetta wondered if that was the reason she couldn't quite get down the conjuration of food. Jackie wasn't a demon however, at least, as far as Zuqetta knew. This was a human, so perhaps that would make a bit of difference in learning. She was tempted to ask, but as Jackie made an offer of a far more delicious sounding dish than noodles, Zuqetta made an observation of the terrible scar that stretched the woman's back.

"Yes, yes please, I would love that!!" Zuqetta would remark, nearly drooling, "Ah! I mean, only if you're okay with that, I don't mean ta impose too much." she'd say awkwardly, her swaying tail giving away her anticipation and excitement, in truth after all, she hoped the woman would still be fine with the self-imposed challenge mentioned so she could enjoy a big meal.

Zuqetta then paused, a moment of hesitation before she allowed her curiosity to become a bit more open, "And... by the way--" she wondered if it would be rude to ask, but continued regardless, "Your back, are you okay?" she'd question, her expression shifting to one of slight concern, "Ya don't seem too strong from what I can sense, but compared ta the average Earthling? I don't imagine there's much down there that coulda done that to ya..." she'd remark, her expression a bit firmer, "And it seems... recent..." she'd remark with a grimace before looking upwards towards the woman, "Was it cause of all those thugs down there with their guns and planes!? I've been playin' it passive, but I can give 'em a good beat down if they're who did that!"

Considering Jackie mentioned being friends with the President mere moments ago, it might not have been the best to offer beating up the military. At the same time however, if she was his friend, then perhaps she could schmooze it over with him. Zuqetta new well how dangerous Earth tech could be with how her ship was blasted out of the sky, she survived and recovered, but she was strong. With as low a power as she felt from Jackie right now, she'd have certainly been in danger if she was blasted by the same weapon, that must have been why she kept her house so high in the sky!!

Zuqetta's eyes were wide with anticipation, and her enthusiasm grew as Jackie led the two of them into the building to enjoy the soon to be conjured meal proper. The room was wide, with a pleasant light trickling within that gave it a serene vibe; a tranquility Zuqetta hadn't gotten to enjoy for some time. She laughed to herself, wondering if she should conjure such a place on Plant, but shook her head, as powerful as she was there was no way she could keep such a massive home aloft in the skies perpetually with her current level of magic.

As Jackie continued speaking, Zuqetta felt a bit more confidence than before; hearing Jackie defy common convention was inspiring, yet also seemed to stab at Zuqetta's pride a bit. It was true, limit's truly were nonsense and the only thing that truly stopped someone was giving up. Zuqetta's own failed attempt as such conjuration magic when she was younger led to her quitting and never trying again, yet with all things combat related she never stopped and only grew more powerful as a result.

In a subtle motion, Zuqetta would materialize a small notepad and pen in her hands, confidence now flowing through her as Jackie began to prep the meal. The two would take their seats, and while Jackie focused on magic, Zuqetta was intent to learn what she could from the visual display, and while it wouldn't yet be much, it would be more than she'd ever focused on learning before.

"Strugglin' a lot more with fish than with bread?" she mumbled to herself, turning her attention to her notepad as she jotted the information down.

It was a simple piece of knowledge, but one Zuqetta had been to prideful to realize before; it was no different than with her own magic, complexity of what was being conjured seeming to play a huge roll in the difficulty. The bread Jackie conjured earlier from fire was quickly made, and easily too it seemed; the bowl had come with equal ease, both items with much less complexity in their design than fish, a once living and breathing organism.

A smile came to Zuqetta's face as she took her notes, her enjoyment in learning ever clearer; of course it was less learning and more memorizing, but it served her all the same in the end. Jackie went on to explain her wound however, and the previously positive mood Zuqetta sported would drop.

"Oh, I... guess I can..." she'd say reluctantly, "It'd be easier if they wouldn't keep chasin' me down with their "shoot first, ask questions never" mentality." she sighed, "At least-- I mean, I don't just think they're all bad or nothin', they're just following orders as soldiers do... so I won't hold it against them."

While she wouldn't hold it against the soldiers that chased her directly, that didn't mean she would so easily forgive the one who gave the order, but this was something she'd keep to herself. By this point she understood that Earth had seen it's fair share of attacks, despite the reputations of Arcose, Plant, and Konats, it seemed like Earth might've been the most dangerous place of them all for those without the power to defend themselves. To Zuqetta, it didn't excuse the extremist rational behind the new laws put in place, however what Jackie would bring up next would make things clearer.

"Undead...?" Zuqetta said with a clear confusion on her face, "Zombies!?! Those are real!?! I thought they were just things in the games and stories that Earthlings made!" she'd exclaim, her confusion replaced with enthusiasm, "What about vampires and werewolves!?" she'd question, eyes sparkling with a clear interest in the unknown of the occult; quickly realizing the situation in which these undead emerged however, Zuqetta would pull back, sitting back down and clearing her throat, "S-Sorry, considering how ya encountered these zombies, it obviously wasn't a pleasant experience."

Zuqetta felt a bit ashamed at her excitement, the shame displayed on her face as she settled down. It might have seemed like an interesting topic, but for the Earthlings that had to deal with them, Jackie included, it was more so a harrowing experience. Zuqetta felt like a child for even allowing herself to get excited over what was to Earth, a terrible disaster. The disaster felt worsened when Jackie mentioned what counted as the biggest Zombie of them all, Lottus.

"Lottus--?" she mumbled, quickly ceasing her words.

Her eyes widened a bit with dread, just what had he done THIS time!? A chill rushed down Zuqetta's spine as Jackie mentioned her encounters with Lottus. Zuqetta would place both her hands to her face, giving a long, tired sigh; it likely wouldn't be long before the relation between she and Lottus reached every corner of the galaxy. Thing were going smoothly with Ticoga, but if Lottus was jumping around causing even MORE trouble, how was she meant to deal with his actions!?

She struggled with words that wouldn't implicate her or seem to sanction the actions of her cousin; from the interaction they'd had thus far however, it didn't seem like Jackie was aware of who Zuqetta was yet, nor her relation to the "dangerous, hulking Saiyan". She'd take a breath, consolidating her thoughts before looking back up to Jackie with a concerned expression.

"As a Saiyan myself, let me say I apologize so, SO much for what Lottus has put you through!" she'd exclaim, lowering her head to bow, "He's a solider, err, and EX-solider and has dealt with his fair deal of trauma. That's not an excuse for his actions, not at all, I'm not saying I forgive or excuse any of his actions personally!" she'd explain, being sure to make her stance as clear as could be, "I just wanna make clear that he, and many other reckless, downright destructive Saiyans are a product of their environment. The war with the Tuffles molding them into what they're become; the loss of their comrades, the damage inflicted by destron, their past rulers inability to give them proper guidance."

Zuqetta was unsure where she was going with this, it felt as though she was just making excuse after excuse in favor as to why Lottus did was he did, something she wanted to avoid. She knew it'd be difficult for the universe to forgive him, impossible even for many that dealt with him and his actions directly. The most she could hope for was tolerance, and so finishing her bow, she'd look up towards Jackie once more with a much firmer expression.

"I'm not asking you to forgive anything he's done, he should be made to pay for his transgressions against others properly. In case you're unaware though, he's... died once-" she'd explain, a clear struggle in her words as she mentioned death, "-and he came back, so if he's to be dealt with, alternative means of punishment is necessary."

She felt once more like she was rambling; she paused, taking a breath to calm herself before speaking her mind much more plainly.

"I just, wanna make clear that there IS a reason behind who he is and why he does what he does, not to excuse him or to ask for forgiveness of him... but..." she hesitated fora moment, worried her next words would clearly implicate her and sour what was so far an amicable mood between the two of them, but would press on regardless, "I believe he can change." she'd say firmly, "I don't believe anyone is inherently evil, and I don't believe people do terrible things simply for the sake of being bad. So again, I'm not asking you to forgive him, just..."

She paused again, unsure of what exactly she wanted to ask; did she want to ask Jackie to tolerate him? That felt the same as asking her to let him get away with what he's done. Context clues led Zuqetta to understand much more of the situation than she had before. The new Earth laws were a result of whatever Lottus had taken part in on Earth some time prior; and if Jackie was able to stand toe to toe with him, then she was far more formidable than the power she currently displayed would suggest.

She failed to find the words to speak further, questioning internally what exactly Lottus had done and how much damage he had caused. If it was only against Jackie, while it still wouldn't have been forgivable, it'd have been a greater relief to know he hadn't gone out slaughtering civilians of Earth. If he did however...

Zuqetta listened intently as the Kami spoke; so much of what she said was heavy, she wanted to rebuttal... but she couldn't. An attack on Earth leading to the death of so many, the dangers Lottus had already posed from location to location. Entire worlds had been removed in his quest to deal with destron producing manufactures. All of what the Kami said was true, Lottus was dangerous, and regardless of his past, it was no excuse to take it out on others. Zuqetta couldn't be with him every second of every day, she couldn't prevent further harm in the future if it were to occur, and it likely would... Lottus being whisked away from Namek in such a state was one of the reasons she'd even come to Earth, to assure that she'd be here if he suddenly appeared and began to rampage... but he wasn't here...

Zuqetta's face tensed, her tail lay flat along the floor, flicking slightly with agitation. Her eyes became watery, but she didn't shed a tear, holding back her accumulating frustration. She felt that anything she could say would simply be more and more excuses, empty words with nothing to back them up. Regardless, she looked back up towards the kami; her brow furrowed and eyes confident despite her small nervous swallow.

"I agree." she'd begin, plain as could be, "Violence shouldn't be met with violence. That's why, despite all the soldiers and all the vigilantes playing at hero, chasing and attacking me across the planet, I haven't fought back." she'd explain, taking a deep breath to calm herself before she did something stupid, like cry, "I don't know what happened that day, but he hurt you, and even if he didn't kill anyone, him being there likely didn't make things better..."

She averted her gaze, if she was trying to make a case for Lottus, she was doing a terrible job at it. There wasn't much in the way of positives to say; he'd destroyed worlds, attacked Plant multiple times, and had taken his brand of destruction across the galaxy, what the hell COULD she say?

"But... I'll take that pressure." she'd remark, looking up towards Jackie once more, "I'm not some stranger, I'm his cousin." she'd admit, hoping this wouldn't set the Kami off, "And I'm the new Saiyan Monarch besides, whenever he came to Earth I wasn't... but I am now, and--"

She had no idea where to go next, just trying to formulate the words was causing her frustration. To defend Lottus in any way would be to defend his killing, to support all the death and destruction he'd wrought, and that certainly wasn't how she felt in the least. Her face reddened, from the days of chase, the lack of food, and now this? It was impossible to maintain her composure in such a state. Her expression tensed further, the tears wanted to flow, but with a smack of her tail on the floor, she refused.

"I just... he's family, I just want him to have the second chance he never got." she'd express, a small hiccup in her voice as she spoke, "He can be good, I know he can! He just needs a chance..." she'd finish, her wide eyes pleading as she looked up towards the Kami.