Tunic's Tale

"Fifty-niiiiine, sixty!" Zuqetta would call out, "One, two, three--"

"Hey chief, the heck you even countin' for? I can't even tell where you're at by this point."

The Colosseum, one of the largest open attractions in Sadala, an arena located beneath the palace with multiple entrances and exits for spectators and combatants alike. Though, for the past few months, "attraction" would be a poor descriptor for the place. While it had seen use during both of Zuqetta's throne challenges, it'd not been frequented for much more than training purposes. Some few had attempted to host small, personal tournaments, though despite the paperwork finalized, nothing had come of it. Rather than let the place fall into disarray once again, it had become the personal training ground for Zuqetta herself.

The entirety of the location had been renovated; the walls and foundations reinforced with katchin, Arcosian/Tuffle hybrid tech used to construct force fields during more intense training. Gravity emitters could boost or lower the intensity of the rooms gravity depending on the need of those partook in the training. Weights, drones, and all kinds of other equipment were available for use, and a track line had been painted along the edge of the arena for standard exercise.

It was a fitness paradise at this point, and Zuqetta always had attendants on hand ready to assist in whatever desire came to her, though this typically involved the procurement of food.

"I unno!" Zuqetta would respond, "I'm just distractin' myself I suppose, hehe, I'm just so excited I can hardly sit still!" she'd exclaim, curling into a ball from the position in which she hung.

Upside down, suspended by her tail; Zuqetta had taken to some light training in the Colosseum. A pull up bar that stood twenty feet high was setup, Zuqetta's tail wrapped around the bar; she alternated back and forth between tail-ups and tail-hangs, and had been at it for at least an hour. She was garbed in her typical black spandex, the staple Saiyan training attire; her face just a bit red from having been upside down for so long.

A pair of female attendants in more refined attire, black suits of similar design to the outfits one my see on a butler from Earth, sat at a table off towards the side of the arena. They seemed content, sipping at their drinks while they conversed, awaiting instruction from their Lady. In the spectator stands, two pairs of royal guards were stationed on opposite sides, clad in their rather fancy white suits, chatting away with one another. The overall mood of the arena rather casual, all except for one particular guard who stood with her arms crossed only a few feet from Zuqetta.

"If ya wanna distract yourself, I'm always up for a brawl!" she'd laugh, slamming her fist into her palm, "C'mon chief, pretty sure their ain't nothin' ta be gain from... whatever the hell it is you're doin'."

Rachis, a personal guard of Zuqetta's, standing one-hundred and ninety-eight centimeters tall and rather built, she struck an imposing figure. Unlike the rest of the royal guard, Rachis wore the armor of a typical Saiyan grunt. A simple body armor piece without the shoulders, white in design to match her boots; a dark blue spandex underneath, but the entirety of her outfit seeming rather raggedy and well worn. She sported a half shaved style, her hair long and incredibly spiky and unmanaged, reaching to just between her shoulder blades. While her spandex stretched from her torso to her feet, what skin did show revealed an array of scars; she was a woman who took to combat like a fish to water.

"And work up a sweat before she arrives!?" Zuqetta would exclaim, clearly taken aback, "I think NOT!" she'd say, brow furrowed and cheeks puffed in a pout, "I don't wanna be all sweaty and stuff when we hang out! Heheh, it's been awhile since we saw each other, maybe we can have a slumber party! Oh! Or watch a movie? I could show her all around Sadala and show off all the places I like ta eat at, I'll bet that'd be fun!"

"Alright, alright, you're excited, I get it. I don't wanna hear about your little kid games." Rachis would sigh, crossing her arms once again, "What's the big deal? Just some human, yeah?"

"She's my friend!" Zuqetta would remark firmly, "Of course I'm excited ta hang out with a friend!"

Rachis would merely shrug, Zuqetta's sentiment failing to reach the mark with the woman. To her, and the rest of those in attendance, it seemed it was bound to be a rather uneventful day. For Zuqetta however, the day couldn't have been more special, as today was the day of a special visit from a friend. Today, of all people, Tunic was coming to visit! One of the only normal friends around her age that Zuqetta had, the friend that'd taken care of her on Earth after she was shot down, and now was finally time to return the favor!