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Player Character🔹 Character Sheet Character Page Fight the fear, blood, sweat, tears, make the pain taste sweeter. Nasch •	Post by Nasch on Jan 24, 2019 9:00:49 GMT -5 Docking a ship on Katchin isn't necessarily difficult if all you want to do is have your ship touchdown on the planet's surface somewhere. That part in particular was easy enough. The difficult part that most encountered was the landing procedure, the thorough checks for cargo and illegal paraphernalia and other assorted contraband, and lastly the background check of each individual being screened for entrance into the main parts of the habitable planet. It was a strict intergalactic customs check to be specific. Nasch's racial ancestry granted him some level of immunity to the check, though getting his assorted passenger through the procedure proved to be a... process, to say the least. After brief scrutiny, a short intimidation and an exchange of stern glances, both Nasch and Niha were granted entry onto the planet's surface. Travelling through the port city was barely anything special. It was dusty and covered in a variety of sediments, often creating small mounds or dunes around the less commonly tread corners of the city itself. Nasch kept a very close eye on his floaty friend as they started taking their paces around the city toward the main attraction held at its core: the Saiyan training center. It was unreasonably large in size and for good reason. The amount of attention it received from warriors across the galaxy looking to test their mettle and improve where they've gotten rusty was numerous. Even combatants of other races renowned for their strength are often granted a degree of clemency as to see where they line up with the Saiyan progeny. Trudging through the soot-settled city, Nasch scanned the alleys and low-hanging huts and buildings, making sure everyone had their eyes in the right places and that their trip was as tidy as it possibly could be. Getting into Katchin was as much trouble as could be regularly, but trying to get out of trouble in Katchin? Questionable at best. The planet was known for only one other thing than being a breeding ground for the greatest Saiyan warriors, and that is its reputation of being a rabblerouse of a planet. When the primary inhabitant of the planet is a hot-blooded brawler itching to prove their self, it becomes quite obvious why struggles break out on the planet regularly, and thus must be removed immediately or face the consequences. Nasch himself gave himself a mental pat on the back for learning to exercise patience, though he wondered how Niha would fair in such a dangerous cityscape. Word Count : 417 \| Niha

A Rowdy Rumble Posted Jan 24, 2019 9:00:49 GMT -5 Edited by Nasch Jan 24, 2019 9:23:34 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top

Player Character🔹 I have nothing to say. Niha •	Post by Niha on Jan 25, 2019 19:41:20 GMT -5 Niha would be trying not to bounce off of the walls of Nasch's ship while she tried to get a look down at Katchin through the viewport. After working tirelessly to get the fuel the vessel needed, Niha was all packed up and ready to make the trip with him for the training that he promised! She would have hugged Abut tight and told him that she would be back soon before they left the surface of New Namek. Now that they were looking to seek entry to the planet's borders through its checks, Niha was on the edge of her seat! By the time they were put through their tests, the young pale blue girl was smiling from ear to ear. Even the Saiyan's frightening intimidation tactics couldn't scare her down from the joy she was feeling, and she patiently answered their questions one by one. It was fairly easy to see that Niha carried nothing dangerous on her person and it was easy to just assume that Niha herself wouldn't be able to harm a fly. Flying by Nasch's side, Niha zigs from one side of the path to the other to get a better look at her surroundings. She tried to remember one of the first rules Nasch gave her, and that was that she should not leave his sight nor train with the other Saiyan's without him for her safety. She would sometimes reach out to gently tug on the edge of Nasch's shoulder plates to get his attention, pointing out new buildings to ask what they were for. "Wow, to think, I never met a Saiyan before I met you. Now, look at everyone! Are any of them friends of yours Nasch?" The Saiyan's that would pass them by would give the floating girl strange and wary glances, but the sight of the warrior that stood nearby her was usually enough for them to continue on their way without fuss. Quiet whispers that questioned who she was and why she was brought here would gradually start to spread on the way to the training center. Was it a foreign species that was strong enough to rival their own people? Usually, this speculation would be met with snorts and scoffs since most couldn't even gauge her power levels when they tried. Sure, she could have been suppressing her own for all they knew, but it was much easier to assume that she was just so weak that she couldn't even register on their scouters. Did Nasch acquire a personal servant during his trip abroad? This appeared to be the explanation one that strangers would believe the easiest. Niha points out the training center coming up to Nasch and asks, "Is that where we're heading next? Oh, I'm so excited! What are we going to be working on first? Whatever you say, goes! I am your eager pupil." She had no problem with Nasch being the one that called the shots here. Niha was most comfortable falling into the role of a follower than a leader usually. As a follower, there was a smaller margin for error to be had. You get told to do something, then you go and do it. You don't have to question or debate if the thing you're telling people to do is the right thing and you don't need to question if you're setting the people around you up for failure. In her excitement, she briefly flies ahead of Nasch when they get closer and hovers in front of the door. Niha tilts her head back and quietly breathes an 'ohhh' out under her breath. It looked even taller and massive than it did before! She wasn't sure if she could fly to the top of it, even if she wanted to! The Namekians didn't have many facilities like this. Where their warriors and mystics trained tended to be much smaller since they could focus on training a much smaller body and didn't have to think about opening their doors to many outsiders. They probably trained fifteen or twenty warriors to Katchin's hundreds or thousands by comparison. "Hurry up, Nasch, we're almost here!" She calls over to him, flipping in the air in excitement. She was going to do her best today, just like the Saiyan's did! WC: 716 Nasch

A Rowdy Rumble Posted Jan 25, 2019 19:41:20 GMT -5 Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top

Player Character🔹 Character Sheet Character Page Fight the fear, blood, sweat, tears, make the pain taste sweeter. Nasch •	Post by Nasch on Feb 2, 2019 18:36:54 GMT -5 The Saiyan could barely withstand the bundle of excitement and jovial personality that came packaged within his small companion, Niha. She was something that many other people on this planet were not, which was happy. Or at the very least, outwardly visibly showing an emotion that was not anger. The whispers of theories of who she was, why she was here and how she got here all surrounded the pair as they traveled semi-silently to the training grounds. Silence from Nasch for the most part, anyway. Niha exclaimed and asked questions as they moved about but were met for the most part with nods and one-word answers. Were any of them his friends? No. Certainly not. Is that where we're headed next? Yes, it is. What are we going to be working on first? Well— Before he could finish his response to her excited series of queries, they seemed to already be at the facility entrance, to which Niha was eagerly prodding Nasch to enter so they could get started. He blinked for a moment, gently pinching the bridge of his nose as more whispers and words passed around the alleys and streets around them. He straightened up, relaxing his shoulders as he rolled his neck around briefly to get out any cracks and kinks, then gesturing for her to move forward into the building as he traveled behind her. If one were to think the architecture of the facility was impressive from the outside, then the interior was awe-inspiring. The entry hall was decorated sparsely, but quite well for what little was within it. Calligraphy on the walls, mostly inspirational or motivational quotes from prior Saiyan champions. Some was likely propaganda. Much of it were speeches or monologues from Queen Radia herself, before her untimely death. The floor was made of obsidian slate and flint, giving it a glossy exterior like glass. Though god forbid somebody fall and cut themselves on the stonework for it was more than painful if they did. Minimalist architecture was dangerous. As the two proceeded toward the registry, Nasch put himself down for his regular training routine and added a plus one of foreign ancestry. The registrar leaned over the desk to get a better look at the pale-skinned girl, peering through her glasses much like a stereotypical librarian or teacher. She leaned back with pursed lips, eyeing Nasch for a moment, who gave no tell as to what he was thinking or doing. There was a shared glance of skepticism from her to him, and from him to her as she nodded and waved for them to pass into the back. "We're good to go. Stay close to me, and do not fly too far off. The facility training grounds are, for the most part, open space. It is not unheard of for battles in one part of the facility to bleed into another." Nasch said this quite matter of factly, but he seemed anxious. The Saiyan felt a certain nervousness for taking somebody so blindly into the equivalent of a warzone for somebody who had never seen combat on such a scale. Though perhaps he would be surprised by what she was truly capable of. Passing into the training grounds, a large complex opened before them. Much like an Olympic Colosseum, hundreds and thousands of people stood off in stands surrounding a gigantic ring of combatants battling both in aerial and ground battles, firing blasts, beams, as well as throwing kicks, punches, barrages and a variety of other dangerous techniques to defeat their opponent. Nasch looked to Niha for a moment. "They are in the middle of a lesson now, I believe. We should wait until they are done and we shall enter for the next one." The Saiyan crossed his arms with his regular furrowed-brow expression, watching the competition within. Saiyans were aplenty both in the stands, as we all as battling, but many more foreign races appeared here as well. A Namekian was lumped into the bunch, surprisingly, as well as a handful of other aliens that Nasch was not familiar with the races of from this distance. He watched silently, waiting for he and his friend to make their entrance with the next exercise in store for the group. Word Count : 1,128 \| Niha

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