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(( OOC: OMGI'MACTUALLYSTARTINGIT! XD I'm bored. I know we don't have nearly enough players, but it just means we'll be doing lots of NPC'ing. And no appearance by royals for a while, so this is all going to be the group. We really need more PC's for this, though. Oh well. It gives Kruen and Vorn something to do IC now. XD;;;

Remember, this takes place after their first relocation, hence "planet 2". See Kruen's suggestion on the planet's description in the OOC thread. ))

Rocky terrain. Primitive inhabitants. Sparesly populated. Reishi yawned and rolled her eyes. 'Why is it that half the damn planets in this galaxy are like this? I swear I cleared a couple of this type...' Sure, it'd been a month since Bejiita-sei was destroyed, and having the ice lizard as a looming threat to their very existance wasn't very comforting, but it didn't mean she'd quite enjoy their lifestyle now.

It felt so.... weird. Lazily sitting up from her shady spot by a random rock outcropping, she gazed around what was left of her race. And there was her teammate, Takenoko, shamelessly flirting. Again. 'Well, at least some things are normal...' she sighed and laid back down.

If only she had some purpose of what to do.... Oh wait. She didn't much care. Oh well.

((OMGWTFBBQW00T!!!!!!!

Yeah, i fugre wanted to feel like part of the group. Maybe i'll make something resembling a post tomrorow after i reply to AU.

and Xmen.

And, you know, sleep, and before work...gah... sad ))

Reishi jumped with a bit of a start at hearing Bardock's booming voice. The fact that he was standing on the rocks right above her made it all the louder. "Kuso. Why do you have to stand right above me and scream..." the young Saiya-jin grumbled as she rubbed her finger in her ear. "That hurt, damnit.."

Not only had it been a long month, but this place was especially hot. If it weren't for this one shady spot, Reishi probably wouldn't have left the ship. Well... she wouldn't have allowed Takenoko to drag her out. What was there to do here, anyway? Sure, she could see the strategic value of the planet, as Bardock put it, for them, but still... There was nothing to do. Even for all her laziness, she was abnormally bored. Of course, the idea of picking someone to train with her was the furthest thing from her mind. Train? Nah. That was effort... Oh wait..... doing anything required effort. 'Tch. Whatever... I just hope we can find something to actually eat while we're stuck here...'

As if on cue, her stomach started to growl. Groaning, she slowly got to her feet, dusting herself off as she did so. The heat was deterring her sense of really wanting to go anywhere, but her stomach seemed to override her sensibilities. Damn Saiya-jin appetite...

Sighing, she looked around the area. She could have tried to get something from the ship, but they only had so much for all of them. Sure, some had found food at the previous planet, but there was no sense in depleting all that they had quickly. Reishi just hoped the rest of the group would realize the same idea......

(( Man, I'm having the hardest time with my posts lately... ))

Mud. The final fronteir. These are the voyages of the star-ship Mud-u-prise. Our mission: To hop from one mudball to another in a vain attempt to not get our intestines exploded by a being of questionable gender.

Stardate: Who gives a flying ********, too, was shocked at the harshness that plagued Bardock's voice as he demanded their attention. And their steadiness. Was he really trying to counter them all? Good luck...

He was one of the younger warriors that had joined on Bardock's little pilgrimage away from Vegeta-sei. He was very glad he had joined him, though. The alternative was incredibly less appealing, so say the least.

Despite being so young, Rensou noticed he had already accumulated a lot more experience than a vast majority of the others. Namely based on the fact that a lot of families had come, but also do to the fact that rare was it for a Saiyajin to have an ounce of intelligence, and those that did rarely were the ones sent out into battle. Rensou prefered it, but many of the others didn't.

Clasping his hands behind his head, he began to wondering away from the group, not particularly interested in anything Bardock had to say. He was starving. Countless other had failed to find something edible, but Rensou was a little more resourceful than the rest of them.

As he walked down a path, he made sure to kick over any stray rocks that appeared in his path. Often times some plantlife grew in the darkness, and sometimes that plantlife was edible. Most people were too lazy to look. Though, despite this fact, Rensou was failing at each endevour.

Ah! But what luck? Mushrooms? Rensou dipped down, plucking up a very small plant that was poking out from under an overturned rock. He brought it to his nose, sniffing it gently. The sweet fragrance of natural sugars wafted into his nose, very slight, barely noticable. Well, moment of truth. It looked safe...

He nibbled a bit off of the end, swashign it in his mouth. It tasted very familiar, like a species that had existed on one of the planets he had been to before. His stomach wasn't turning, and the taste was very bearable. These were safe.

He plucked some up and bundled them into his arms, heading back towards the group. No point in trying to hide it, everyone needed their strength if they were all going to survive. No point in creating conflict so soon in their journey.

As he approached the group, he cleared his throat to get the group's attention. "I've found some stuff we can eat. It's not much, but it's better than nothing. Don't owrry, it's all safe..."

"...stuff we can eat..."

'Cue the mayhem, panic, and disorder.' she thought immediately upon hearing those words. The teenaged second-class was not about to join in such antics, however, and chose to simply stand where she was and watch. Besides, what idiot would walk into a group of hungry Saiya-jin and announce having food?! 'Ba~~~ka.' She couldn't see, by this point, who the moron was, and she didn't recognize the voice- then again all she really heard were those four words. Of course any Saiya-jin's ears would perk up at the sound of "food".

Her hunger must have really had her out of it for the time being. Well, hunger and heat.


Reishi hadn't entirely heard what was said until the end, and even then she didn't realize she was being spoken to. "Eh...huh?" she blinked, turning towards the source. Oh, right, Bardock was still there. Quickly re-registering the spoken words in her brain, she nodded in response. Standing there like a dumbass wasn't exactly a good idea when everyone seemed to be on a short fuse nowadays. "Oh, yeah. Uh, okay. So..if anyone asks, do I say you're out looking for ...." she stopped, glancing back towards the mass chaos. Lowering her voice, she added on the last word, "..food?"

(( *sigh* This is the best my muse-on-vacation would give me. =T ))

Bardock had the sudden, sneaking suspicion that telling the nearest female that he was leaving wasn't really the most reliable way of getting a message across. It hardly mattered, he supposed. By the time the mob was done eating the (most likely poisonous) mushrooms, as well as the guy who found them, he'd probably be back. Empty handed, maybe, but he'd be back.

"Er, yeah," he responded, grimacing at the disorderly bunch below. "I doubt there's anything really edible to be had on this rock, but you never know."

There was a sudden beep from his scouter that pulled his attention away from Reishi. He glanced towards the east in the direction indicated and waited for the device to give him an accurate power level reading. The numbers jumped around in their usual way before settling on a whopping power level of 10. Exciting.

In his experience native animals could have anywhere between 1 and 300 or so power levels. Any higher than that and they tended to be the only inhabitants of a planet and quickly died out after eating the rest of the populace. It was rare that animals with high power levels turned out to be herbivorous or unaggressive. A power level of 10 could be anything from a carnivorous plant to a humanoid.

"Got something," he muttered, half to himself, half to Reishi. "I'm going to go check it out. If it's less than 50% bone, I'll bring it back," he said in a tone that made one wonder if he were joking or not. As hungry as they all were, chances were good he WASN'T.

"You're in charge!" he told her with a jaunty grin before flying up into the air and turning towards the blip on his scouter. A-hunting we will go...

It smelled like ze poo-poo.

After flying around the desolate landscape for what seemed like months (Har har! Bardy made a funny! :B) he'd finally chanced across the beast that was registering the miniscule blip on his scouter. It was... um, hairy? He wasn't sure how to describe it but it was definitely an animal and not a plant, the Universe be praised. Or an insect. Man, he hated eating insects. They always gave him gas. Plus you had to bust open their shells to get at the "good" stuff, which was never really all that good. But he digressed...

Yes, definitely an animal. A hairy... furry? one... with large gnashing teeth. It'd been pretty amusing how the thing had jumped up and tried to gnaw on his forearm with those huge chompers. Really the thing looked all teeth from the front, with a smallish, round head, beady black eyes, and huge downward turned tusks. Its mouth took up half of its face and there was no nose to be found. They were probably under the jawline or something like some of the lizards he'd seen on other planets. Its body was bulbous and heavy in the chest and six clawed feet scrabbled angrily on the ends of thick legs. All in all it was pretty hideous, but, hey! It wasn't an insect!

After letting the thing think it had the upper hand for five seconds or so, Bardock smashed its skull in with a quick fist to the forehead. Going by the "where there's one, there's many" theory, he quickly scanned the area and found a good ten more of the things feeding in a quarter mile radius from the first. Some noggin' smacks later he had a goodly sized pile of beast meat on the dusty ground at his feet... and no practical way of carrying them all. Most of the ones that he'd found had been using those tusks of their's to rip open the ground to eat some kind of root-like plants about two feet down. Maybe they absorbed moisture or something. Science is fun!

An hour later he'd scavenged as many of the vine-like roots together as he could and woven a make-shift harness to put the dead beasts on... because he was just that good. Absurdly pleased with his handiwork, he grabbed ahold of the thick handle of his harness and hoisted it slowly from the ground into the air. The damned thing held by some miracle and he allowed himself another grin of self-satisfaction. Moving in the direction of the Saiya-jin camp, he started his slow flight back.

It was a little while later, as he was adjusting his grip on the harness to compensate for the shifting bulk, that he noticed the smell. It smelled like... well, poo-poo. They'd only been dead for an hour. Had they smelled that bad before or did they have some kind of stink gland? Regardless, it wasn't a very NICE smell, and he decided it was better to risk his harness breaking and speed up than to deal with it any longer than he had to. Actually, it'd probably be a blessing if one or two of the stinky bastards rolled off...

(Un)happily, the harness held up nicely and, five minutes or so later, the rowdy camp of hungry Saiya-jins sped into view. Joy and rapture! A few heads turned his way in interest as he flew towards them. He considered dropping the stinky load onto a few heads just to be a b***h, but rejected the idea as it didn't seem very leader-ly. Leader-ish? Whatever.

"DINNER TIME!" he shouted as he swept in low. With probably more relief than he should be feeling, he let go of the harness and dropped the 10 or 11 carcasses noisily onto the ground. Saiya-jins didn't care how the food was delivered just so long as there was a lot of it. There wasn't in this case, but it was better than nothing. Before the mob could swarm the pile, he ripped off a leg... er, whoops, make that two legs and a pelvis... with a noisy crack of bone and flew up out of the way. He chose a slightly less sunny spot and landed, dropping the haunch of meat at his feet. Reaching up a hand he sniffed at his right hand, then the one that hadn't handled the meat...

... Maybe it was the harness that smelled like poo...

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With a jolt and some incoherent mumble, Brasshil awoke abruptly from where he sat. He hadn't remembered falling asleep, but it really was no consolation since there was nothing urgent to take of, and probably there wouldn't be for a while. ... Or was there?

Turning back to the direction of camp, he made out the returning form of Bardock (who was only recognizable by his wonderfully high-spiking hair) who was carrying, dare he think it, food? Brasshil's stomach urged him up with a painfully loud gurgle. He complied of course. The leader had brought back food, after all.

Quickly flying back over to camp, the young Saiya-jin male fought his way to the food source. Or rather, he squeezed a small path between his more wide comrades, sometimes ducking and making himself smaller, before his hand reached a furry.. thing that was not mistakable for one of others' tails. Aha, food!

Wait, what smelled like crap?

The thought was gone from his mind less than a second later as he grabbed for whatever to could from the bug-like... furry, food source animal-thing before his fellow Saiya-jin could attempt to snatch it completely away from him. Now with something that was hopefully nutritious (at least nutritious in terms of what was available on this shithole for a planet) in his grasp, Brasshil quickly scurried out from the mob of monkeys to eat his prize, clutching it close to him until he felt he was a safe distance away.

Now, where to eat so that he wouldn't be bothered so much? Brasshil spotted a female, one he knew to be a class higher than him (damn it all), sitting beside herself at a collection of rocks. The location was a good distance away from the food pit, and had some vague sense of shade to it. Yeah, that looked like a nice spot.

Walking closer to the female, he nodded to her (just to say he was one of the saner in the lot) but kept his distance, and took a seat some feet away from her. He preferred eating more to himself, and had no interest in starting up a conversation with the higher female. She'd probably just kick him in the nuts anyway.

Content with his location, Brasshil plopped on the hard, dusty ground and began working at his food.

(( This somehow came out far longer than expected. ._. ))