Post by Jujube on May 1, 2024 23:41:58 GMT -5
JUJUBE'S PL: 60,000
The old mercenary outpost lodged between Saiyan and Tuffle land was the same as ever.
Although Plant had fallen under the thumb of the Saiyans following the conclusion of the war, the land between the Saiyan and Tuffle sectors of the planet still had the air of a 'no-man's-land'. The Saiyan Queen may have been the law of the land, but the only law the residents of the outpost saw fit to uphold was their own: smugglers, assassins, thieves, and guns-for-hire marched through the streets without fear of reprisals. Alien warlords and ambitious Saiyans alike bartered for the only resource that really mattered here: soldiers.
Most of them would look for conquests out in the stars now that the worst of the conflicts on Plant had subsided. Some of them would find riches, some of them would find death, but none of them would find the glory they thirsted for. At least, that's how Jujube saw things. There was rarely any glory in war, and the wars that the mercenaries of Plant's borderlands would go on to fight would hardly carry the galactic significance of the war that had guided them to this little refuge.
In the absence of much experience in the Sadala Capital, the outpost -- however uninviting it was -- was Jujube's choice for a first destination to drag Chord to. The android seemed to have a lawless preference in the first place, and it would spare them needing to deal with checkpoints or other problems. Most of the good spots she knew were in Hatchi City, but she wasn't even certain she'd be served. Out in the stars, Jujube might have been known as a Tuffle agitator -- but here, she was a turncoat.
She pushed her way into the nicest of the taverns she could find, though that wasn't saying much: the whole place was made of wood, which might have offered a homey feeling if not for how porous the whole place looked: between holes from ki blasts and damage from scuffles inside, the sun's light filtered in to the point they hardly needed the braziers that blazed atop the barrel-mounted bar. Jujube evaded the first table, which hosted a handful of Tuffles, to sit instead in the corner: behind a rowdy group of Saiyans, a pair of paranoid aliens with several eyes flitting in every-which direction, and a lone Earthling who seemed more than a little lost as he struggled to handle an oozing green liqueur.
"It isn't the best spot," she admitted, as she hopped into her seat, and glanced across the menu.
The fare here was ... limited. Saibabeast meat was as popular as ever owing to how cheap it was, while more hearty cuts were in short enough supply to warrant a staggering price difference. Jujube patted her pockets: while she was lacking in Zeni, she had enough in the way of raw gold coins to at least convince the waiter to allow her to purchase one of the more costly meals.
"The -- 'everything soup', please," she ordered, before settling in. "... And wine for the table."
TWC: 516
HP: 0/250%
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
Combat Resources: Arm Blaster, Battle Armor, Capsule Carry Kit, Dyno Capsule, Sage Staff
HP: 0/250%
KP: 6/6
MP: 0/6
Combat Resources: Arm Blaster, Battle Armor, Capsule Carry Kit, Dyno Capsule, Sage Staff