Reku’s saiyan pod crashed onto an island on the Planet Namek. The opened in the crater it made and the Saiyan King stepped out. He stretched his limbs, hating the cramped feeling he experienced while inside. He looked down and took on a disgusted facial expression upon spotting the sweat his body made in the cushion. He didn’t bother hiding his power level, not expecting any really high level energies on a peaceful planet like this. He was thinking of possible allies for his plans and couldn’t help but take the namekians into consideration. Their healing techniques and mystical ways are a force to be reckoned with.
Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Jul 11, 2017 16:36:00 GMT -5
Sanctimonious Asshat
Powerlevel: 61,300
Active Element - Null Active Transformation - Null
Namek was generally quiet, possibly the quietest in the known universe that had life. Sanctimonious Asshat had accepted this years ago despite not knowing there was intelligent life in the universe other than namekians until recently. The existence of Humans or Saiyans was completely new to him and the thought of it was still rather baffling to him, his entire cope of the universe had been shattered in a single encounter with the two alien visitors. While the two he had met prior and the compound that had set on the planet for so long opposed no threat, the looming fact that others may come overwhelmed the Namekian as he was one of he strongest of his kin, if not the strongest and protecting the others was his unofficial task henceforth.
So when a new power level approached the planet, an astonishingly high one at that, he wondered if it were another alien and if they were of any hostility towards him and his people. With this in mind he waited for them to draw closer to the surface before making his way towards the estimated impact site, an island not too far off the main Ajissa continent. Keeping to the air above the island, he spied on the small metal pod as it crashed into the planet, leaving a crater in the island that, were it closer to the shore, would have filled with sea water in no time. The shape of the pod was almost perfectly round and the hatch opened up to a peculiar looking fellow, he seemed similar to the saiyan Sanctimonious Asshat had met before, except his hair was not green, rather it was simply black. As Sanctimonious Asshat examined him he tried to estimate the sheer gap in power between him and the fellow, perhaps it was roughly twice his own, this worried him some should he happen to be hostile as Sanctimonious Asshat was not completely sure if he stood a chance against the alien if that was the case.
The wind blew gently from the sea unto the island, creating a salty breeze that shook the Ajissa trees gently and set a calm scene despite the tension dwelling within the young namekian warrior that was meters above the saiyan that had crashed on his planet so abruptly. What could his purpose be? Why was he here in the first place? These were the questions that raced through Sanctimonious Asshat's mind.
Reku looked around, trying to remember where the Grand Elder’s place was last time he was here. It was difficult to find the direction he could even go in, since everything around him looked almost exactly the same. “Damn Namekians, have some variety for once." He muttered, complaining. He looked at the water up ahead and walked towards the shore before kneeling down before the water. The amount of sweat he had expelled left his body dehydrated and he needed something to drink. He cupped his hands together before putting them in the ocean. He brought it up to his mouth and took a sip from the puddle in his palms. The water was surprisingly refreshing. Arguably even more than Earth’s.
Reku dried his hands on his pants as he stared at his reflection in the water. I wonder if they got a new elder anyway. He wondered, than shrugged. No, they probably did. I just hope that this one can stay alive. As he continued to stare in the water, he couldn’t help but eventually notice a figure in the sky through the reflection. Reku’s head quickly snapped behind him and looked upwards. He couldn’t tell from this distance, but it looked like a person. ”Is that a namekian? Or another invader…" He said as he wiped the dust off of his pants. The saiyan king didn’t quite know what to do, since whoever or whatever it was, wasn’t doing anything. Just staring. Reku kept staring, trying to think of whether to ignore it or try and investigate. If it is a namekian, then he could help with directions to the Grand Elder.
Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Jul 12, 2017 8:58:36 GMT -5
Sanctimonious Asshat
Powerlevel: 61,300
Active Element - Null Active Transformation - Null
Sanctimonious Asshat continued to watch, his eyes glued to the saiyan like being as he moved about some. He seemed to be talking to himself, but the distance made it unclear as to what exactly was being said. However he thought he heard something to the effect of 'variety' and 'Namekian', Regardless of this fact, it was good to know that this being, much like the others spoke one of the languages that Sanctimonious Asshat knew. Apparently the humans referred to the language as English, but Sanctimonious Asshat had always been taught it as the Neo-Namekian language himself. Either it was refreshing to see a language in general as moderately universal.
The humanoid being made his way over to the ocean, it seemed he was going to take a drink from it. It was quite an odd choice when fresher springs of water were less than a mile away in every direction. Hell to the West there was a village that had a fountain in it. A random thought crossed Sanctimonious Asshat's mind as he watched, he wondered if these species he had met needed water to survive or if they drank it out of pleasure. As random as the thought was, it passed in the same second it came to him, unfazing his watch of the humanoid alien.
It did not take long however for the humanoid to notice Sanctimonious Asshat. The way he turned around seemed to carry some hostility to it, Sanctimonious Asshat however did not recoil of this. Rather he began to descend to the ground below, his speed moderately sloe, adding an unnecessary tension to his descent. Without speaking his feet hit the ground, a tiny thud as the namekian sack shoes he was wearing met the dirt. He looked the saiyan like humanoid over some, still a matter of meters away.
"Perhaps you should answer that first. You are the one with the space pod after all."
It seemed like fate had chosen for the saiyan hybrid as Reku saw the namekian descend the ground and finally speak. As he did so, the hybrid was able to relax, dropping his shoulders. Looks like it wasn’t another warlord, or something similar, after all. “I’m not here to take over your world, if that’s what you’re wondering. I just need to see your elder. I’m going to have to ask you to take me to him." He said politely, though admittedly he wanted to force the native to his knees and force him to show him the directions. Being King made Reku a little used to ordering people around. While he recognized that there were plenty of people that he had didn’t have control over, it was hard for him to still have to ask for certain things sometimes.
Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Jul 12, 2017 19:08:20 GMT -5
Sanctimonious Asshat
Powerlevel: 61,300
Active Element - Null Active Transformation - Null
Sanctimonious Asshat looked at the humanoid with skepticism as he spoke. What purpose could he have wanting to see the a village elder? Or did he mean the Guru...? IF he did then he would be sorry to realize that his wish wouldn't come true, the guru Nexon had gone missing some time ago, and the villages had decided to leave the seat empty until someone once more strived forward and proved themselves worthy of the seat, to protect the Namekian people from all outside threats.
"If you want an elder there are villages in every direction you can travel, but if you seek the Guru, he is long gone. And if you seek the strongest Warrior Casteman on the planet, you are talking to him."
Sanctimonious Asshat replied, starting solemn and emotionless, but picking up a tone of cockiness as he made it to his final retort. While it was a rather unnecessary bit to include; Sanctimonious Asshat had an off feeling about the alien. He seemed to have an air to him that radiated and vibrated differently than the breeze blowing past. Watching carefully he awaited a reply from the mysterious being.
Reku listened carefully to the information he was given, and couldn’t help but smirk at the namekian when he said he was the strongest on the planet. “I see. Well this complicates things. I need to speak with whoever is in charge, but it seems like there a quite a few." He said. As he went over the namekian's statement in his mind, he felt like he was asking for something. Despite him sounding emotionless, the more times Reku thought about it the more it seemed like he was being challenged to fight. Whether or not this was the actual intention didn’t seem to matter. ”So, you are the strongest eh? Well, mind if I see what strongest of the namekians has to offer?"
Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Jul 13, 2017 10:55:44 GMT -5
Sanctimonious Asshat
Powerlevel: 61,300
Active Element - Null Active Transformation - Null
Sanctimonious Asshat looked over the humanoid alien, his tone was obvious with competition. Perhaps it was Sanctimonious Asshat's insistence on his own power. Either way the namekian liked the idea of a challenge despite the gap in their power. Smirking some, he took a much less abrasive stance as he stood on the ground. The breeze shaking his antennae lightly as the wind began to pick up some more , almost as if a storm was brewing in the ocean nearby, perhaps this could be an interesting setting if a spar were to break out between the two of them. Sanctimonious Asshat clenched his hands lightly before replying to the humanoid alien who looked like a saiyan.
"Sure, as a native here I'll let you land the first strike.Come at me monkey boy."
Sanctimonious Asshat replied to the humanoid alien, confidence and sarcasm in his voice as he spoke. He shifted his body into a more combat ready positions. His left arm coming down to his hip, bending at the elbow and clenching his fist; his right arm came up over his head, bending and seemingly elongated as he hand bared their claws. His feet were separated at elbow width ad his ki was leveled as to not stress himself. Shaking his right hand at the saiyan looking fellow, he was waiting for the alien to take his strike, listening to the air and feeling it around him, when the aline moved he would surely know it.
If one were paying attention, they would notice a vein seemingly pop out from Reku’s forehead as the notorious term “monkey” came up. He hated the racial slur, as it mocked the saiyan’s natural ability to transform into an ape. The fact that he was the King made it all the more insulting. “Very well then.” He replied with his tone having somewhat of an annoyed tone to it. Seeing the namekian take a martial arts stance, Reku would take his own as well. However, this was a lot more simple, one would even calling it a typical boxing stance. He brought up his fists towards his face and bounced on the balls of his feet.
Reku grunted as he rushed forward, pushing up his dominant foot and dashed towards the Namekian. He would draw back his right hand while keeping his left hand close to him, should he need to block a counter attack. He would then throw his right arm forward, attempting to strike the Warrior Namekian in his left cheek with a powerful right hook.
Post by Sanctimonious Asshat on Jul 13, 2017 12:54:43 GMT -5
Sanctimonious Asshat
Powerlevel: 61,300
Active Element - Null Active Transformation - Null
Sanctimonious Asshat noticed the irritant tone of the humanoid's voice. With that however decided he would assume that they were a saiyan, because they seemed to take the most offense to the statement. The stance he proceeded to take reminded of the innate stance many of the younger namekians took when they were first trained to see their overall potential, primitive and yet effective is the way Sanctimonious Asshat saw it. Compared to his at least, but by the same argument Sanctimonious Asshat developed his style purely of his own volition, varying it drastically from that of the other namekians of the Warrior Caste, or at least those on Namek that was.
The saiyan launched forwards, it seemed he was going in for a strike with his right hand, Sanctimonious Asshat watched closely as he drew forwards and saw an opening in the stance of the saiyan. Centering his weight to his rear, Sanctimonious Asshat would drop to the ground, landing on his right hand and spinning with his right foot, turning to the left.
"A big downside to that stance you are using, your weight is on your legs."
His intentions were to sweep the saiyan and push himself into a roll, to roll behind and recover outside of the range of the saiyan's fists should he not trip him entirely. The one downside to his movement however was that it left his head wide open on the right side as he took the sweep. Afterwards he would be airborne for a matter of seconds.