Nowhere [Ise]

The sun hung high in the sky, casting small shadows on the saiyans that toiled away under it. Numerous saiyans went about various activities, from maintenance of their craft, to others transporting smaller craft to better storage spaces. Others were doing repairs or performing upgrades. The rocky field was less of a space port, but more of a landing area, especially for low class warriors, as the nicer landing areas were typically reserved for the elites or special military purpose. So until such a time she was needed to serve with her attack ball, Vennel had to unfortunately keep her new attack ball out here. 

After her little 'trip,' out to the Lychee sector, she realized that she hadn't even come close to becoming strong enough, not for her own liking. While she outclassed the two combatants she'd faced during her attack, she had to resort to her Oozaru form to do it. Perhaps one on one might have been a different story, she lied to herself. No, that wasn't true. The one that called herself Leriac was strong in her own right. It would have been a tough battle if anything. But Cheri, now she Vennel could have taken as she was now. But now that she knew there were stronger opponents out there to deal with, she had to strive for more, work harder. 

However, before she could get ahead of herself and set to training, she needed to get her pod some upgrades she'd purchased. She'd had the parts shipped to the field and so now it was a matter of paying the engineers to install them for her. It wasn't much, a faster engine, a stealth field generator. Simple in the grand scale of things, though perhaps the stealth generator was a bit much. Still, she wouldn't want her enemies knowing she was coming before she wanted them to. And she had some plans on something she could do with the pod like this. But that'd have to wait for later.

Vennel walked past all the hurried laborers, pausing to let tow vehicles, or other pedestrians pass, she wasn't in any particular hurry. She'd take her time as she approached the engineer station. "Yo!" She called out to a portly man seated atop a crate. "What?" He grumbled back to her as she approached. "I ordered some parts to be sent here for my pod." She said, producing her paperwork which included receipts for the parts, and also the registration papers for her pod. "Fine," the man said, sighing with resignation as he pushed himself up and off the crate, snatching the paperwork from Vennel's hand, presumably to go work on her pod. At least, she hoped that's what had happened. She'd hate to have to track the man down. But now she had some time to kill before the work was completed. Curious, she tapped her scouter, looking for any power readings that might pique her interest.