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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 26, 2024 16:20:30 GMT -5

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Post by Delia on Oct 26, 2024 16:20:30 GMT -5

“This place sure is.. somethin’..” Delia muttered to herself, eyes wandering out Plant’s mercenary outpost.

Numerous figures of all shapes, sizes and colors roamed the dirty streets of what had to be up their on Delia’s list of the shadiest places of all time. Despite not being a huge fan of the mercenary outpost on Plant, she knew well enough that it was the place to go if you were searching for work of any kind. Given that she was still trying to get into the rhythm of things and the Nova Corps was a mercenary outfit, it felt like the perfect place to hang around for the time being- at least until it was time for an actual assignment. Besides, maybe she’d be able to find some schmuck that might’ve needed something done around here. Otherwise, Delia had been needing to get in some good training. Having been stuck at that dreaded acting school sure took her out of the groove of things.

"Ah well! No point just standin' around doin' nothin'! But.. hmm.." Delia felt as though there was one small issue. How the heck did one advertise that they were looking for work? She pondered on this for a brief moment, before she came to what could definitely be considered an answer. The Saiyan scrounged up some paper and a pencil, scribbling away on each of them until she was done. "Perfect! That'll work nicely!" And before long, just about every structure found itself decorated with a rather poor drawing of Delia's face, with the words 'NOVA CORPS MERC FOR HIRE' written crudely underneath.

"Now! Time to wait.." And wait she planned to do, Delia finding herself leaning back against what appeared to be a rather rowdy bar. That was where mercenaries and bounty hunters hung out, right?

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 26, 2024 18:55:35 GMT -5

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Post by Tatsui on Oct 26, 2024 18:55:35 GMT -5

    There was a list in very tasteful Spencerian font etched into a thin sheet of copper that was then polished to a shine, pressed between glass, and framed in some long dead ancestor to the modern Plant foliage that listed the particular habits one of the Tat Choy family would always adhere to and avoid. The first among these was the ever important and consistently impressed remark to ‘NEVER HIRE MERCENARIES’ for amongst those who strode the stars on the pay of another there was never one so low as a mercenary.

    They were cruel, dirty, hand-eating lessers that could be replaced with a properly trained force of Saibamen who would be ten times as loyal and only half as likely to run away. Their companies were mercurial and greedy that parasitically latch onto any well-meaning payor and drain their coffers and then may well leave the job half-finished. The Tat Choy family were businessmen first and not mercenaries like their lesser brethren and had no need to dirty their hands when they could supply material for others to dirty their hands with!

    Tatsui knew this but then she had also disregarded much of what her household had taught since birth and after the recent war she had even ‘re-negotiated’ the patron of her house to be herself.

    Thus this was to be a learning experience.

    The Saiyan had landed in the mercenary outpost a few moments ago and had laid a dour look on the dirt roads covered in suspect fluids and debris and chose instead to float just a foot or so off the ground to avoid having to actually touch it. Then her gaze lingered upon the Tuffles, Saiyans, and assorted Aliens that called this place their home or something close to it. She sort of assumed they all slept on the dirt or in some holes they dug. The poor bastards.

“No. No. No. No. Ah-”

    She shot a look from one mercenary to another in the odd sort of ‘discount war alley’ that had been set up by those various groups looking to be hired or simply existing to remind others that they had turf. Then she found something that finally stood out in the crowd of over-muscled apes and aliens.

“That is adorable.”

    Her voice was coated in humor as she contained a shocked laugh at the sight of this mercenary hiring themselves out. Another ape but this one seemed to not need muscles or weapons to stand out and with a rather impressive Ki signature standing out like a bonfire in a room of candles it was hard to see why none had hired her yet. Though Tatsui also assumed when someone saw the poorly drawn face above a crudely written line of ‘NOVA CORPS FOR HIRE’ they couldn’t help but want to steer clear.

    Any good businessman would never hire someone so utterly flashy for mercenary work.

“You there. Girl-”

    Tatsui stopped herself, took a moment to remember she was not in some Tat Choy cruiser or facility where someone so powerful had no reason to smear her and began again.

“Hello you…fellow Saiyan. I am Tatsui and I am making your acquaintance. Are you finding much work with this method? You stand apart from the other mercenaries but…well to be quite honest I’m not sure what the Nova Corps is but I’m finding it hard to believe you’re part of an official organization with that sort of signage.”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 27, 2024 2:26:28 GMT -5

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Post by Mayze on Oct 27, 2024 2:26:28 GMT -5

Another contract fulfilled on the north side of the galaxy, another return to Planet Plant. It was a trifling campaign that took entirely too much time. He really should have demanded a bonus for how mind numbingly boring it was. Far too much time was spent standing as a bodyguard for some pathetic alien general. Time wasted that could’ve been spent improving his own strength. Instead the saiyan saw next to no improvement in his own abilities.

A whole year had flashed by since he last set foot on this planet. Zuqetta- whoever that was- had claimed the title of monarch. Mayze had seen a few pictures of her. Something about the queen was familiar, but he couldn’t quite place it. Apparently, she was making rather sweeping reforms to saiyan society, but he hadn’t heard details.

A bump to his side pulled the mercenary from his thoughts. A small, green alien had been talking to a comrade, and knocked into the saiyan’s side while their attention was elsewhere. Mayze regarded the fool for a moment before knocking the alien onto their back with a soft push, “Move it, saibaman,”

The alien scrambled back on his butt, stammering, “I-i-i’m not a s-saibaman,” The alien’s comrade shot Mayze a nasty glare, but otherwise didn’t escalate the situation.

“Hn,” Mayze grunted, paying the feeble duo no further mind. The two scurried away, not looking to pick a fight today. A good choice by them to continue their good health.

In front stood his destination, an old haunt of his where he picked up his first contract so many years ago. A rowdy, dive bar that had seen its fair share of bar fights during the many years it had been open. He had a few memories of this place. A small grin nearly crossed his features as he prepared to head in, but something off to the side of the building caught his eye.

Two saiyan women stood near one another, talking about some paper attached to the side of the building. One- well really both from his perspective- were dressed rather glamorously. The shorter one he would describe as flashy, while the taller one screamed rich. He wouldn’t be shocked if the rich looking one was some sort of noble. However, what really stood out to him was that their energy signatures dwarfed the other denizens of the outpost. One- he couldn’t tell which due to their proximity to one another- outclassed himself.

Curiosity piqued, the mercenary made his approach. He caught the tail end of what the taller woman said, and glanced towards the post she was referring to. The drawing on it bore a slight resemblance to the shorter women if he had to guess.

“Actually, this isn’t really that bad. Most of these I see are hardly better than stick figures with an aura colored in around them,” he mused aloud. He shifted his focus to the smaller women, “Although, my advice? You’d have better luck posting these on the notice boards within the buildings," he pointed towards the front of the building, "A lot of people will just rip ‘em off and toss them out here. Competition,” he finished with a shrug.

Out of the corner of his eye he spotted someone doing exactly, but made no mention of it.

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OOC: It seemed like we were still outside? LMK if I got that or anything else wrong.

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 27, 2024 11:25:57 GMT -5

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Post by Delia on Oct 27, 2024 11:25:57 GMT -5

Delia had been waiting as patiently as she could for someone to respond to her little advertisement. It was unlikely that anybody would make contact with her so soon after it was posted, but the Saiyan woman was holding out hope! For now, at least. A quiet tune was hummed, some time moving on by. Much to her surprise, it didn’t take nearly as long as she expected before somebody approached her in regards to her advertisement. A blink or two followed as the voice called out to her, her star-like pupils finding themselves moving towards the source of the voice.

“Oh! Hey there! Nice to meet ya’, Tatsui! I’m Delia! Hi!” Delia greeted in turn, corners of her lips curling to form a slight smile. Delia had been rather flashy and chipper for a mercenary, that was true- but in her eyes, it didn’t matter too much. Most of the other Nova Corpsman didn’t exactly fit the typical description of a mercenary. Besides, she was able to get the job done and that was all that really mattered in the end, right? Though.. Tatsui did have a good point.

“Well.. I haven’t really had nobody ask me for anythin’ yet, so.. can’t say I’ve had too much luck with findin’ any work just yet! But I’m sure I’ll get somethin’ comin’ my way soon! I’m sure somebody needs somebody beat up! Or dead, even!” Delia nods happily, despite what she had just said. “But! The Nova Corps is totally legit! We’re, like.. super cool! Heck, we’re kinda like in charge of Konats, even! Just ain’t sure we’ve got any sorta’ official signs or nothin’.”

Before long, Delia had noticed another individual chime in, her attention brought to the male Saiyan approaching. "Not too bad, huh? Awesome! At least somebody thinks it's alright." Delia was no artist, nor had she ever been interested in marketing- but she figured the advertisement was more than enough to make her intentions known. Sights wandered towards the noticeboard littered with posters and the like. She rubs her chin for a brief moment. "Hum.. guess I shoulda' put 'em up on the noticeboard, instead. Good point.. ah well! Too late now, unless y'all wanna help me move 'em! If not, if I catch anyone rippin' 'em off, I'll just have to teach 'em a lesson! Heck, that might even be good for helpin' show off how strong I am!"

A light bulb went off, a thought sprouting to life. "Say!" Sights hopped back and forth between the two other Saiyans, her hands coming together to clap a singular time. "Do y'all got any work that needs to get done? Anyone needin' to be beat up? Anyone causin' trouble? My rates are pretty competitive! 'N if ya' cant afford it, maybe we could at least work somethin' out! Like a payment plan, kinda."

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 28, 2024 19:30:53 GMT -5

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Post by Tatsui on Oct 28, 2024 19:30:53 GMT -5

    There was a moment and turning in a circle to take in the various displays of mercenary corps plying their services in the market before Tatsui came to a quick agreement with the new Saiyan. It was easy to understand why the rabble here seemed less than impressive with their displays given their life probably rarely boasted for immense wealth or education unless they were inordinately successful. She wondered if that was a reliable measuring stick on the strength of a mercenary and the logic seemed sound enough.

“Indeed. Most of these could do with a touch more…professionalism.”

    It took her a few moments to conjure a word that was not outright antagonistic to the collections of species around them. In that way could she not remark Delia as a less successful mercenary? Yet the girl was clearly her superior in raw power so perhaps it was just a particular quirk to this very bubbly killer-for-hire.

“Perhaps I’ve been in the sand for too long and missed some new cultural experience but I’ve never heard of the NOVA Corps but you seem the earnest type so I shall believe you that this group is formidable indeed! Perhaps had I heard of you sooner I would have hired you for some particular apes I had a disliking of and not cost so zeni elsewhere but what is done is done.”

    Certainly having someone as powerful as Delia on retainer would have made acquiring her company much easier than a fast, dirty coup but she was over it by now.

“There is always someone who would be better off in a heap of broken bones, though, and I shall remember your name and face for when I next need a bruiser to pummel a foe. Unfortunately I have not come with such needs today but the desire to learn about this mercenary business. You could say I was raised in a very isolated environment but with the dissolution of the caste system I see no reason to not dirty my feet.”

    She said while still floating above the dirt and literally being unwilling to dirty her feet.

“And you seemed the most competent, or at least the most interesting of the bunch. The only business I have to offer is if you have tired of the mercenary game and would like to spend your days punching rocks. Otherwise I am here to simply observe and learn as a good CEO never knows when they’ll need some sort of corporate killsquad.”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 28, 2024 23:04:20 GMT -5

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Post by Mayze on Oct 28, 2024 23:04:20 GMT -5

Mayze nearly chuckled at Delia’s declaration of “teaching ‘em a lesson”. He didn’t bother mentioning the person who ripped her poster, instead giving a small shrug as he tilted his head to the side. That’s how he got his start all those years ago. A dominating performance in a fight seen by the right eyes easily led to future contacts.

“Meh, I hope the posters stay low effort. Makes getting jobs easier for me,” he offered up.

One thing that nibbled at the saiyan’s thoughts was this Nova Corps that had been mentioned. Curiosity piqued, he piped up, “Haven’t heard of the Nova Corps either, and I’ve been in the business awhile. This a new outfit?” he had been absent from this region of the galaxy for quite awhile. It seemed likely to him they were formed recently. He sure had missed a lot.

Mayze turned his attention toward the more eloquent saiyan, eyebrow raised when he noticed that she was hovering for whatever reason. He rolled his eyes at most of what she said, but a particular tidbit caught his attention. Dissolution of the caste system? The news bulletins hadn’t exaggerated at all. The new monarch had got to work quickly. He wondered how the nobles reacted to that decree.

Putting that thought aside, he crossed his arms and appraised Tatsui, “You seem plenty strong to deal with your own enemies. Not sure why you'd pawn that job off. Most of those fools working in business are pathetically weak,” he sneered. Granted, he didn’t actually know the truth behind that. It was merely his natural assumption. Why else would someone not fight and battle?

He turned towards Delia, “I’m in the same boat as you. Also in need of a new contract, but,” he raised a finger, “Those same notice boards I mentioned earlier sometimes have job offers posted. It’s usually nothing too major, but might be worth your while. And,” he gestured toward the rich one, “She could ‘observe’ or whatever,” he finished lamely with an eye roll.

He crossed his arms, and leaned back against the wall, curious what the saiyan women would say.

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 30, 2024 18:43:08 GMT -5

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Post by Delia on Oct 30, 2024 18:43:08 GMT -5

"Man.. what the heck have Jinx 'n the rest of 'em been doin' while I was away? Ain't exactly 'new'! Been around for a lil' while now, actually. I feel like everybody should've at least heard of the Nova Corps by now.." Delia brought a hand up, scratching at the side of her head some. There was the possibility that word just hadn't traveled to wherever Mayze and Tatsui had been hanging around. Either way, it didn't matter too much. Now that Delia was here on Plant, she was going to try her best to spread the Nova Corps presence. "Ah well! I s'pose y'all at least know about the group now, at least."

Her attention shifted towards Tatsui specifically for a moment, an idea coming to mind. "Oh! Here!" It seemed like they had been in charge of some sort of company, so perhaps giving them some contact information could help. A small, rather plain looking business card is taken out of a pocket and offered to the apparent CEO. "Here's our business card! It's all our contact information and everything! Heck, even has our address on Konats if you wanted to check that out. So if you ever do need anything, you should be able to get in contact with us pretty easily without havin' to hope you'll just randomly bump into us. But, uh.. ain't sure none of us would be too keen on smashin' rocks."

"I didn't realize you were a merc' too! Guess that means your competition, huh?" Delia turned her attention to Mayze. She didn't necessarily think there would ever be any conflict between herself or him, but there was always a chance that their paths could cross at some point. "Well! I'll try not to yoink any jobs away from you! No promises, though! But I'm sure there's enough stuff to go around. Always somebody out there that needs some random task done!

As for the board.."

A quiet hum left the Saiyan woman for a moment. "Takin' a peek wouldn't hurt none! Heck, you might even see somebody lookin' for a job that involves punchin' rocks, Tatsui! Or you might find a job yourself, Mayze! Everyone could come out with somethin'! Maybe." Delia began sauntering towards said board, looking back towards the others who had been conversing with her. "Was there anythin' in particular ya' were lookin' to see, Tatsui? Like.. did you wanna actually see a job in action? 'Cause if ya' did, ya' might have to stick around for a while. Some of these jobs can take a lil' while to complete."

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Oct 31, 2024 10:57:39 GMT -5

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Post by Tatsui on Oct 31, 2024 10:57:39 GMT -5

    Tatsui let a smug little smirk play out on her lips as she looked at Mayze, eyes cast down like a proper noble looking on a lower class Saiyan who had never had to joust in boardrooms or deal with assassins sent to the home. Ruminating on it actually made Tatsui consider that the new Queen likely had a good point about changing the class structure with how turbulent things had been. It was neither here nor there at the moment.

“My strength is irrelevant but I thank you for the compliment. As strong as I might be, the competition could always hire someone like her.”

    Her thumb jabbed at Delia.

“Who would fold me into a tiny pretzel rather quickly. It’s sort of a game I suppose where an arms race develops to hire better and better mercenaries or empty the pockets of others. Really the circle of economic life is a beautiful thing.”

    In the next moment she was holding a small business card and squinting at the address on ‘Konats’. Wherever that back-water sounding place was she was sure it had to be some sort of hell to be where a mercenary company would headquarter though with how bubbly Delia was this corp was seeming a bit less violent than what was expected.

    Her gaze drifted to Mayze

“I don’t suppose you have a business card as well? It’s not something I expected, Delia, but I must say that this is good convincing of this ‘NOVA Corps’.”

    She had some humor in her voice as they jabbered over acquiring jobs and Tatsui let her eyes drift over to the notice boards, plenty of ragged papers attached to in lieu of something as technical as an actual digital screen.

“What I wanted? Well I supposed I never thought of it. I had come here on a whim because I had never been allowed before but if given the chance? Yes I do believe seeing a job in action would be very enlightening. Or you could laud us with stories of older jobs if you cannot find anything. Though have no worries as there are always people who would love to ‘punch rocks’.”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 1, 2024 18:39:04 GMT -5

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Post by Mayze on Nov 1, 2024 18:39:04 GMT -5

Mayze scratched the back of his head as Delia continued on about the Nova force, “I haven’t exactly been around lately,” he lamely explained. Haupien was from Konats, he wondered whatever happened to his erstwhile friend. He hadn’t heard from him in over a year.

The saiyan was shaken from his thoughts when Tatsui addressed him. The elitist look she gave him quickly got under his skin. A glare flashed across his features before shifting to a more placid one. He quirked an eyebrow, and frowned at her words, looking up in thought, “I understand what you’re saying. I was born to a noble family. Dunno how you’re gonna get stronger without fighting opponents stronger than you though,” he angrily muttered. Really, what gave her the right to look at him like that? If anyone were to ‘fold her into a tiny pretzel’ it’d be him! No wait a minute, there was something wrong with that phrasing…

Mayze looked back to the duo, only for a bemused expression to cross his face. He was unsure if Tatsui had caught his words, as Delia had handed over her business card to the CEO at that moment. Why had he never thought of something like that? He should look into getting his own business card!

Naturally, the pompous C-level executive asked for his next. He quickly answered, “No, not exactly. I usually just give my scouter contact information,” he thought for a moment, and continued, “I can exchange the details later,”

Mayze turned his attention to Delia as the saiyan woman addressed him. He was a bit put off from her bubbly persona. Most mercenaries he had been around were rather surly and curmudgeon. He wasn’t really sure how to react to her.

“Ahh,” he sheepishly started while following her to the board, “I’ve been doing this for eight years. I’m sure there’s plenty of jobs to go around even with the war's end. Wouldn’t be much of a mercenary outpost if there wasn’t,” he trailed off.

He stopped in front of the board, looking over the postings. Indeed, despite the end of the saiyan-tuffle conflict, there were plenty of jobs still available. He looked over them as he keyed in on Tatusi’s question about stories.

“I’ve got plenty of stories. My last job was protecting some loser general for a year in the northern galactic quadrant. It was boring. Nothing happened. The best jobs though,” he smirked, glancing over to Tatsui, “are hell. Fighting for days on end with adrenaline pumping through your veins. There’s nothing else like it. You… probably wouldn’t get it,”

He turned his focus to Delia, “Spot anything you like?” he jabbed a finger over to Tatsui, “Why don’t we team up, and ‘enlighten’ her. I don’t care about pay just pick something interesting,”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 3, 2024 20:04:52 GMT -5

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Post by Delia on Nov 3, 2024 20:04:52 GMT -5

"What the heck! I'd never turn anybody into a pretzel No point in makin' a target suffer!- well, unless they were a Tuffle, maybe!" Delia nods her head a few times, a smile still present on her face as she said that, and even as she continued on. "Ain't too fond of em', so the pain 'n sufferin' that'd bring would probably make me a lil' happy. Otherwise, a quick chop to the head's probably enough to get the job done!" Unless, of course, whoever had employed her wanted something specific to be done. Despite her rather bubbly nature, Delia seemingly had no issues with beating people to a pulp or taking things further if needed.

It didn't take very long for the trio to arrive at the board, Delia immediately getting to work looking for a job of some sort. "A general, huh? Ain't never been a fan of those high rankin' folk! Always think they're better than everyone, then once somethin' just a lil' dangerous comes along, they start cryin'!" She'd chime in on the topic of stories after a brief moment. "As for myself.. ain't really taken too many jobs recently! Got wrapped up in some sorta' scam. Actually, I missed out on a big job that all of the Nova Corps was involved in, actually.. kinda sucks, but no point in cryin' 'bout it! Gettin' back in gear so I can hopefully get some cool stories soon!"

"Now, let's see.."She trailed off, taking her time to read through the job posters. "Oh!" One of the numerous job offers was ripped from the board. "This one!" Delia turned, showing the paper to the others. The poster featured an older, rotund Saiyan accompanied by two Saiba-beasts with appearances similar to crabs. The description at the bottom read:

'ARULA

WANTED (PREFERABLY ALIVE) FOR CHEATING IN THE GAMBLING HALL

BRING TO VEEL IN THE GAMBLING HALL FOR REWARD'

"This one shouldn't be too bad, right? Seems simple enough 'n all that. Just gotta find the guy 'n drag 'em back to this Veel fella!" Delia looks around for a brief moment. She'd already began trying to see if she could pick out the round Saiyan from here. "Heck, the hardest parts probably gonna be findin' the guy! Don't think smashin' some saiba-beasts 'n this guy should be too much of an issue!"

Her attention turned back to the two of them. "Well!? Let's go ahead and give it a whirl!"

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 4, 2024 15:46:21 GMT -5

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Post by Tatsui on Nov 4, 2024 15:46:21 GMT -5

    Tatsui had a few amendments to make to her mental evaluation of these two. Firstly that Mayze was apparently some sort of Noble which was an odd thing in her own eyes but she had met other Nobles who had chosen a life more befitting a lower-class Saiyan so it was not unheard of. Yes even she was prone to some bout of violence now and again so it was very far from impossible.

    Secondly was that Delia had a bit more of that Saiyan viciousness in her than presumed. The way she had gleefully attested to a willingness to visit unimaginable harm onto a Tuffle was not expected but was particularly heartening. It was always good to keep in mind who the truest enemy was and that would always be Tuffles. Tatsui believed every strata of Saiyan could agree with that.

“No business card? A shame. Provide me your details before we leave and I can show you to some favorable places. Very good typesetting and such. Any business needs to begin with presentation before you get to the substance because one is much more important than the other.”

    Still to think that Mayze had been doing this for so long and had yet to get a proper business card. Tatsui felt a tick in her brain and a need to correct that for her newfound acquaintance but he seemed to be giving her some sort of glower but those looks were so common in her direction that she could hardly tell if it was something in particular or just a natural resting face. Oh well.

“Unfortunately I do not ‘get it’ but that is the point of observation. Most battles in my youth were one-sided affairs and I never had to experience much in the way of blockage. Still your story is fascinating, a drama of some sort based upon war stories is always profitable.”

    Yes she could see it now, legitimate stories from a Galaxy-adventuring soldier who had seen all sorts of hells and political humdrums while maintaining the humility of the lower class. Brilliant.

“Being wary of scams is a full time occupation unfortunately. Too many are willing to cut the corners.”

    Tatsui squinted at the job selected and chewed on the inside of her cheek, but not at the rotund Saiyan but the two little ‘saiba-beasts’ that he had with him. She was aware of the little aliens but had never actually encountered one before. They were repulsive to look at.

“I believe this is called ‘Jolly Cooperation’?”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 5, 2024 1:31:28 GMT -5

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Post by Mayze on Nov 5, 2024 1:31:28 GMT -5

Mayze nodded along in agreement with Delia on her thoughts on Tuffles. The male saiyan didn’t hold a lot of respect for the pipsqueaks. There was only one he had a somewhat favorable opinion on, and that was Cheri. She was a respectable fighter and strong. As for Delia? Bubbly, but she sounded like a saiyan at her core.

He smirked at Delia’s thoughts on generals, “They don’t like to get their hands dirty that’s for sure. Usually they’re a snot nosed brat given the job through nepotism,” he side eyed Tatsui for a moment.

“Typesetting? I’ll keep it in mind,” really he should’ve thought about a business card long ago. Though, he had usually left the job-getting to Haupien when he first started out his mercenary adventures.

Tatsui offered a response to Mayze’s own vague mention of stories. He couldn’t help but give her an incredulous look, “Drama? Profitable? Hold on, you mean like turning it into some sort of tv show or movie? What’s next, a toy line for saiyan children to play with? Like earthling kids?” the thought of saiyan children playing with figurines did amuse him somewhat. He decided to humor Tatsui, “...well how much would you pay?”

Mayze turned his attention to Delia and the notice board as she ripped a paper off. He took a look at the job offer, humming in thought. A pretty basic bounty, easy enough, “Should probably lay off the booze,” he noted aloud after glancing at the pictured saiyan. Two ugly saiba-beasts and an out of shape saiyan? This wouldn’t even qualify as a warm up for him.

He smirked at Delia’s enthusiasm, “Sure, shouldn’t take too long. Guy’s gonna regret he ever gambled here real soon.”

Mayze brought a hand to his chin in momentary thought at Tatsui’s quip about ‘Jolly Cooperation’, “I feel like I’ve heard that phrase before. Some group that was obsessed with the sun in their system? Don’t remember what they called themselves…” he trailed off with a shrug. They were some interesting fellows from what he recalled.

The mercenary surveyed the crowd. He seriously doubted they’d find the gambler meandering the crowd, but it wouldn’t hurt to ask around. Unfortunately, the job offer didn’t mention any known associates of Arula, so they’d have to settle with asking random passer-byers.

Mayze spotted his first target across the street from the trio. A male saiyan, lean build with a few tattoos and piercings. He seemed like the gambling sort! Mayze quickly strode his way over to the likely gambler.

“Hey you,” that got the saiyan’s attention. The likely gambler stopped whatever unimportant thing he was doing, and looked over the trio with an annoyed expression.

“Whaddya want,”

“You know an Arula guy? Bigger, keeps two ugly-looking saiba-crabs with him? Big gambler usually seen ‘round the gambling hall?”

“No, and I’ve never gambled in my life. Now pi-” the saiyan shut his trap once it occurred to him he was outnumbered three to one. The not likely gambler grunted and turned back to whatever unimportant thing he was doing.

“Useless,” Mayze sneered before turning back to the other two. It was an unlikely prospect anyway.

“Guess guy isn’t that popular,” he sighed, “Could take ages asking the crowd about him. Might be best if we ask around the gambling hall. He might have been a regular. Thoughts?”

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OOC: Mayze is kinda a hypocrite : )

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 7, 2024 21:13:07 GMT -5

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Post by Delia on Nov 7, 2024 21:13:07 GMT -5

"Yeah, yeah! Cooperation 'n all that! With us, this should be real quick." Delia nods her head a few times, a quick glance to the side towards Tatsui given. "Even if ya' choose to just watch!"

With everyone seemingly in agreement on the chosen job, it was time to get a move on! If Delia knew anything about mercenary stuff, it was that these jobs typically weren't going to solve themselves. But where was the best place to start? A quiet hum left the young woman, her gaze wandering about, hopping from each person within view. A hand rose for a finger to lightly tap at her chin. Mayze spent no time in getting to work questioning some random passerby. Unfortunately, they hadn't had much useful info to share. As the stranger turned to leave, Delia yelled out to them, "Yeah that's right! Keep walkin', loser!" She huffed.

A nod was given to Mayze's suggestion. "Yeah! I guess that'd be our best bet in findin' this fella'. Ain't too far of a walk or anythin' from here, neither!" Delia nods her head a few more times, beginning to shuffle in the direction of their destination. It wouldn't take more than a few minutes at a leisurely pace before the trio would arrive outside the rather noisy establishment.

Even from outside, the sound of people arguing and groaning over their loses could be heard, with the rare sound of someone cheering breaking through. "Okay! If we all split up for a lil' and ask around, I'm sure at least one of us can get what we need! We can meet up in like.. I'unno.. ten minutes 'n see what we can gather! Okay? Okay! Aaaaand.. break!" Delia ran on in, wasting no more time in asking around. With these rather simple jobs, she didn't like to spend much more time than absolutely necessary, truthfully.

For at least a few minutes, Delia could be seen hopping from person to person, asking the same few questions with no luck at all. It seemed like she wasn't having very much luck in finding, until..

"Hey, hi, hello! It's me, Delia! I'm sure ya' know me. Kinda, like.. a big deal! I've got some albums on hand if ya want an autographed one!" Delia blinks a few times, sights fixed on the older Saiyan. Given that he was covered in battle scars, dirt and dressed in some pretty heavy armor, she figured the fellow wasn't someone interested in her work. "Wait- that's not what I'm here for. Okay! Look, I'm lookin' for this Arula guy. Ya' got any idea where I can find 'em?"

"Arula? Yeah.. I know 'em. Bastard still owes me for the time I let him borrow my pod." The man grumbled for a moment. "Last I heard he was hiding in the basement of his parents house. Real nice folk- total opposite of him. Anyway, they should be just on the edge of town if you're lookin' for 'em."

"Sweet! Thanks, dude! I'll see if I can't get that pod back for ya' while I'm over there." Delia nods thrice. She reaches into a pocket and withdraws an autographed CD case. It's tossed to the Saiyan. "Give it a listen!"

Delia made her way outside, hopefully running into Mayze and Tatsui soon enough. "Okay guys! Were ya' able to get anythin'?" She'd ask, smile on her face. "Some guy told me he's probably hidin' in his parents house, just on the edge of town. Soooo! Unless there's any objections.. let's go!"

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 8, 2024 19:23:52 GMT -5

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Post by Tatsui on Nov 8, 2024 19:23:52 GMT -5

“That’s usually a licensing deal and in that case it comes down to a lump some of however much the prospective investment is worth followed by royalties based on gross sales over a period of time usually with some minimum pay rate…”

    A toy line of Saiyans for children? Tatsui had never actually considered the idea before but this would be something she could actually use those blonde freaks for that did not include violence. Surely if there were plenty of commercials to propagandize the adventures of the Queen and her merry band then a toy line could sell like cake! Tatsui gave a contemplative gaze to Mayze and nodded at the inspirational and quite Capitalist idea he had provided.

“That’s quite a good idea actually. I can’t believe I didn’t even think of it. What is the use of a warrior culture if that culture isn’t properly used to produce propaganda pieces like toys? I may have misread you, Mayze, as some fallen noble. Clearly the blood in you is strong to think up such an idea. I will be sure to contact you at a later date to discuss payment.”

    Tatsui had little to say on the failure to find this ‘Arula’ from the first Saiyan to be interrogated but did wonder about the efficacy of assaulting random strangers until they gave a profitable answer. There was a humdrum to it that removed a bit of the shine of the entire premise of working as a mercenary.

“I would suppose that his favorite haunt would be the best place to start, yes. If we ask every passerby we might never find him.”

    Yet that was just what they had to do when they arrived at the gambling hall. A crummy little thing befitting the wastes this far out with a single solid floor large and empty enough to allow as many Saiyan’s as possible to fit in and try their hands at the various games run by other Saiyans or what manner of Alien that were dubious in their earnest at best.

    Tatsui was confident this place saw regular scuffles.

“Split up…?”

    The words had barely left her mouth by the time Delia was already flitting about the hall like an overcharged rabbit and Tatsui was left to think about how to gain information for their little team in the next ten minutes or so. She was far more comfortable in something a bit more swanky but the basic philosophy between a gambler and a venture capitalist was essentially the same if on different scales.

“Very well.”

    Tatsui had a better hand at bribing than she did nicely asking and chose to instead venture amidst the gamblers as another patron. Finding a small table playing some sort of dice cup game while sitting at an incredibly low table. The rules were barbarically simple and was almost entirely left up to luck. The woman placed a small bag of zeni she had kept tied to her waist and crossed both arms.

“I require information on Arula. A single game. If you win then this entire bag goes to the pot. If I win you all will inform me of what you know.”

    There was no room for more than one in the ten minute timeframe that Delia had offered her and Tatsui had little knowledge on if trying to gamble with cretins would work but she stilled dirtied her legs by folding them up and plopping onto the ground as the dice switched hands and into the cup.

    Ten minutes later she would be returning to the pair with her zeni still attached to her waist and a smaller bag accompanying it.

“It is as she says. He is a reprobate with but a few saiba beasts though if he is with his parents I doubt they would give him up so easily either.”

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Hire me! .. pretty please? [OPEN] Nov 12, 2024 1:14:37 GMT -5

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Post by Mayze on Nov 12, 2024 1:14:37 GMT -5

Mayze chuckled at Delia’s comment about the aforementioned ‘loser’ as the saiyan man walked away. The aggrieved feeling in his chest settled down, and he turned back to the other two.

“No, not far at all,” he nodded to Delia before shifting his focus to Tatsui, “Right, clearly he’s not quite infamous around these parts. Still, it was worth asking,” he shrugged.

The saiyan remained silent whilst following the other two to the gambling hall. He thought over Tatsui’s comment from earlier. Mayze had been joking about a ‘toyline for saiyan children’, but Tatsui clearly intended to take that idea and run with it. Without a doubt, there’d soon be ‘collector’ editions of these same toys. Actually, now that was another idea… he better bring that up later with Tatsui.

It wasn’t long before they arrived at the avaricious establishment. Mayze wasn’t one to gamble, but he had played a few games of poker here before. The rough exterior of the building hadn’t changed at all since he’d last been here.

Mayze nodded along to Delia’s plan on splitting up, “Yea I think tha-” he began, turning to Delia, only to find that she had run off, “Well try not to g-” he cut off glancing at Tatsui, or would’ve if she hadn’t already disappeared. The saiyan sighed with a shrug, “Welp.”

The mercenary made his way to the bar, taking a seat on an empty stool. He nodded to the bartender, a saiyan man he recognized from his past incursions here. The bartender finished making a drink for another customer before sliding over to Mayze.

“Don’t see ya around here often, Mayze. What can I get ya?”

“Just a beer is fine,” he slid forward some zeni. The barkeep grabbed a glass, filled it up, and slid it over to Mayze. The mercenary took a small sip before rapping his knuckles on the bartop to keep the barkeep’s attention.

“Oh? Need something else?”

Mayze nodded, “Yea, know an Arula?”

The barkeep grimaced, “Aye, I know ‘im. Used to come around ‘ere lots, but not lately. Not since he swindled Veel. Why ya lookin’ for ‘im?”

“Yea, what can you tell me about him?”

The barkeep contemplated a moment before replying, “Well, guy doesn’t tip for one. He’s pissed off a lotta regulars here. Has a lotta unpaid debts. Heard he owes several thousand to a lotta folks here. Think it was just a few days ago he got caught cheatin’ against Veel,”

Mayze snorted, “Sounds like a real character. Anything else? Know where he lives?”

“Aye, a group of guys hadda carry ‘im home one night after a few drinks too many. Surprised they didn’t leave ‘im in a ditch to be honest with ya…” the bartender trailed off before shaking his head, “Anyways, he lives on the edge of town with his parents still. Should be towards the east end. Lemme right down the address for ya,” the barkeep wrote the address on a small piece of paper, and slid it over to Mayze.

Mayze slipped the paper into a pocket, “Thanks,” he placed a bit more zeni on the table, “For your trouble.”

The saiyan turned away from the barkeep, nursing a drink while surveying the establishment for his compatriots. He spotted Tatsui at a table playing some sort of dice game. From the looks of dismay on the faces of others at the table, she seemed to be winning.

On the other side of the hall, he spotted Delia. She seemed to be tossing some sort of case to another saiyan. A case of what? He didn’t know, it couldn't be anything major given its size. She made her way out shortly after. Mayze finished off his drink, and decided to follow suit.

Regrouping with his two temporary compatriots, the saiyan nodded to the information they’d found out, “Pretty much the same, though I did get the address,” he took out the slip of paper, and offered it to Delia, “By the way, what’d you toss that guy for the information?” he questioned her with a hint of curiosity.

Mayze glanced over to Tatsui next, noting the new small bag attached to her waist, “And the rich get richer,” he smirked, “Hope this foray hasn’t sullied your character,” he considered bringing up his ‘collector’s edition’ thought from earlier before dropping it for now. He could mention it later.

“Whether his parents give him up or not doesn’t matter. We’ll drag him back here one way or another.”