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Post by Bass on Nov 19, 2020 7:51:36 GMT -8
Following the events of A Tale of Our Two Companies which allowed for Momentum Financial to get a lead over Velocity, even if only a temporary measure, it was decided that Team Citrus was a noteworthy threat to the area of South City due to the fact that they've beaten proper martial artists in the past.
Just after Bass had given his closing statements towards the two of them, naturally if it was necessary there was ample time to respond to what he'd said before. However getting up and moving towards the door the Namekian would speak up.
"So. You mentioned a Team Citrus around here, right? They sound like a rowdy bunch, and if they're wanted by the World Government and in my neck of the woods it looks like I'll need to have a quick chat with them. I don't really care about the zeni involved,- y'know. Silver, you haven't outright said it but you've implied you're alright with uh..." The Namkeian rubbed at his forehead as he tried to find the right word.
"Joining the security force, I guess. Right? If so, feel free to tag along. Sounds like a perfect opportunity to show you what it's all about."
With or without them the next place Bass was going was out the door. Down through the multiple floors and office space, around corners and through halls. Eventually seeing the secretary again he'd move up to the sign-out sheet and write Bass and people times two. Moving out of the doorway, he'd look back if one or both of the others decided to follow along.
"So, I can fly. I can also probably get a lock on their energy signatures if they're outside of a high population area. I..." He chose his words carefully. "... Figure given your military background you're more of a tactical person and can't fly, yes? If so, I might be able to teleport us. Though it's a bit excessive, if you are going to be part of the team it's better that you get a good look of the Southern Islands anyways. We can take the scenic route.
I could technically carry you through the air, but, well, your choice if you can think of an alternative."
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Post by Will O. Wisp on Nov 19, 2020 16:36:35 GMT -8
Flying on his Nimbus, Will seemed to be on edge. Frantically looking for something. He then sensed someone familiar, someone he hasn't saw in a while. The business Namekian Bass, looking as sharp as ever. He quickly flies down and drops gracefully on the ground next to him. As he stops to catch his breath for a moment. He then looks up towards Bass, who seems to have been in the middle of talking with a woman in a military uniform. "It seems that a friend of mine by the name of Clove Tea is in danger, she texted me recently said she found a lead on a group of criminal called Team Citrus that she and I had a run in with recently. Though she ended up not being able to respond in a long time and I can't seem to find her Ki signature anywhere. I fear the worst and that they might've gotten the upper hand of her. Bass you are one of the most greatest warriors I have ever had the pleasure of meeting, I need your help in rescuing her. That is if, you're willing to," Will said. The last time he and Bass met they took down a gigantic strange mushroom monster, but they haven't talked to each other much after that. Most likely due to how busy Bass has been due to being a salary man. Though considering that there's three opponents he is going to need all of the help he can find. Especially cause he has a suspicion that when he fought them back at that fight club that they were not fighting seriously since their plan was most likely just to steal the fight club money and the fight was just a distraction to do so. Even so he does know what their abilities are so he can least give Bass and the military woman that information.
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Post by Silver Snow on Nov 19, 2020 19:17:00 GMT -8
"Yeah, count me in. To be honest though, aside from their extreme levels of technology and what you said Clove, I don't know much else about them. But I suppose this will be a good opportunity to find out..."Walking out in a slower, more dignified manner, Silver would take a slow look at the new Phaser Ring as she would slowly slide it onto her gloved hand. The ring would seem to have a sinister blue blow coming out from it, and as she looked deeply into it she could feel her power flow in and out of it, as if she could focus her own energy through it, for a quick and effortless shot. This sort of weapon was exactly what she was looking for, a weapon she could hide on her own person and then use to get herself out of trouble, and now that she had it on her person, she was not gonna let go of it. As Bass would make his way out of the doorway to the entrance, Silver would not be far behind as she would hear his comments on his ability to fly, as well as guessing correctly that she was incapable of it. She was capable of jumping quite a bit into the air... but flight was still out of her reach at the moment, even with her own heavy training. She would have to fully learn flight another time though, as she would quickly hear the Namekian offer the ability to teleport her if she was okay with it. "Teleportation? That certainly does sound like a interesting thing, but I prefer taking the scenic route of things. I'm sure we can find some sort of boat to use so we don't have to rely on flight or god forbid- what the fuck?"Staring up into the sky, Silver would notice in the far distance what appeared to be some sort of cat flying on what appeared to be some small yellow cloud, getting closer and eventually landing near Bass and herself. Watching the cat introduce himself to Bass and worrying about Clove, she would merely rub her eyes in confusion, as she would switch around between looking at the cat and looking at the cloud. Eventually after a bit of coming to terms with the weirdness of the situation, Silver would walk a bit up to the cat, before leaning down to try looking at eye level with him. Hello... uh whoever you are. I'm not exactly sure who you are... or what the heck you were doing with that weird looking cloud, but your worrying over nothing. Clove is fine, and she's right in there. Though I will say, you express a desire to hunt for Team Citrus too right? Well, so are we... more for keeping this planet safe rather than for saving someone. Still, if your up for it we'd be glad in joining your solo mission."Turning her gaze to the cloud, Silver would walk up to it, hopping up to try riding on it. "So you were riding this cloud huh? Maybe it could-*THUD* "Hey! What the heck, I thought this thing was solid from how you were riding it not a few seconds earlier!"Getting up after having landed in the ground on her bottom, Silver would struggle a bit in trying to get on the Nimbus more, but each attempt would fail to get her onto it with each attempt infuriating her even further. Eventually, after the sixth try in trying to get on the Nimbus she would hold her hand forward, an icy energy forming around them as she would contemplate freezing the cloud, only to relent and lower her hand, the energy disappearing. "No, I need to save my energy for against Team Citrus. Damn though, if I could ride that cloud it would have saved me quite a bit of time in looking for that group of Tuffles. No matter, I still have Plan A of finding a boat to check each island. Still though, how the heck were you able to ride such a cloud? From what I felt it's just air, and yet I could see you flying on it in the air like there was no issue. Is this something you created, or do you just have the ability to walk on clouds or something?"
(1420/14000) Bass Will O. Wisp Clove
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Post by Bass on Nov 19, 2020 19:57:20 GMT -8
Still wrestling with Will showing up out of the sky on his flying Nimbus as if by divine decree, Bass would have his awe overtaken by the statements of Will and his very recent experiences. The Namekian that'd been looking towards Will and listening just seemed to slowly rotate until he was looking up at Momentum Financial. He blinked slowly, and then gradually looked back towards him. " I uh... You did say Clove Tea, yeah? I'm pretty sure unless they're like those weird people that name their kids the same name as themselves that a Clove Tea just finished having a meeting with me. Nevertheless, you're in luck because with or without your friends involvement we were intending to do exactly that. I can't say that I necessarily mind the extra body. Besides..." Bass said loosely gesturing towards Silver. " Looks like she wants to explore a bit of the Southern Islands, by boat." With that the Namekian would turn towards Silver as she'd spoken her words. Not just what she said- but more particular what she'd done and was doing numerous times over again. Bass couldn't help but let out a hearty laugh at her shortcomings, a hand resting on a chest as he pointed towards Silver. " Oh, bahahaha! That just made my day! It's not everyday that happens, afterall as far as I'm aware there's only one Nimbus in the world." Bass said, his voice becoming normal again as he transitioned into answering Silver's concerns. " If I'm not mistaken from previous conversations I've had with Will, the Flying Nimbus only allows the pure of heart on it. It's picky to, when I say that I mean it. That means no taking two servings at a lunch party when everyone else has had one kind of picky, but obviously I don't know the details- I've never needed to use something to fly, I just fly. Don't feel bad about it." The Namekian started to walk down the street, expecting to be tailed by the others. First they needed to get out of the city and get their hands on a boat to use. Not owning one himself, the Namekian would ask without looking towards either of them. " Silver, you wouldn't happen to have a boat that you arrived on would you? Given I can fly and we don't often have company yacht parties I didn't ever really have a need for one." Then he turned around, remembering something as his eyes widened some. Raising an index finger he mildly exclaimed. " Also, the Earth isn't much without the people that live on it, so yes, they're a derivative responsibility of whatever our team ends up being called. It's best we treat helping people and protecting the actual planet as the same thing." He said, rubbing the back of his neck- a nuance he often did. Turning back around he'd keep speaking. " I'm going to make a stop at the local burrito shop. I actually got something I need to do there, my roommate said they're debuting a new type that uses shark meat or something. Really niche, most places don't risk running that stuff but for a Burrito enthusiast like me I can't quite let it up. It'll be a quick trip honestly, just a few blocks and also on the way to the docks where we'll find our boat if one of you don't own one that's somewhere I do not know of." With that, the Namekian would be on a pedestrians warpath. Crossing sidewalks when it's not time, towering over the other Humans and slouching forward with his hands in his pockets. The reason for his sudden behavior was likely the occasional callout he got frequently referencing a massive shark, some kind of attack on the city? Lots of mentions of being saved, hero, seems the Namekian had some fans and a certain reputation around the Southern parts when he really started to make the rounds. Though lo and behold in just a couple minutes the Burrito shop would be visible, and inside standing at the counter would be a nice uniformed lady with a hairnet and plastic gloves waiting for the next customer. Walking up, Bass was recognized and spoken out too. " Hey Bass! Glad you came, so it was what I thought it was, we're offering the sharkmeat burrito for a limited time- though if it does well we'll probably bring it back for good. Want a few?" " Yes please Icey, thanks. Besides the meat I'll have the usual stuff." He responded. " Sure thing." She said as she quickly whipped up the food. Glancing over his shoulder to gauge what the others might've been thinking of his selfish subtle detour (if they'd even chosen to follow him) he just waited for his food to be done. When the three burritos showed up wrapped in tinfoil in a neat little bag he'd scoop it up and set some zeni down on the counter for them. " Thanks, good luck and don't work too hard." Bass said to the employee- perhaps he knew them. " I won't, h- Oh. Hi, what can I get you today sir?" She said as another customer walked up. That was their cue to move on. Turning towards the street once more he spoke up. " Should just be a few more blocks until we get to the port, then I can probably rent us a boat for the trip, should only cost me a couple hundred if we're just renting for recreational local use. South City makes a big banking off of their tourism and shipping industries, so it only makes sense getting a boat is dirt cheap with how many are constantly at the ready." Already the Namekian was fidgeting through his wallet before tugging out a few hundred zeni bills that he lightly folded up in a partly closed hand. Walking around another corner he and any who followed him would perhaps land their eyes on the South City port, a booming industrial hub with commercial ships coming in and out nonstop. " Actually, can one of you rent the boat? I'm going to go grab something quick and then I'll be right back." He said with the zeni held outwards. If taken, he'd zoop up into the sky and fly back towards his office. 1,050 2,470/14,000 Will O. Wisp Silver Snow
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Post by Will O. Wisp on Nov 19, 2020 20:50:49 GMT -8
"I did feel her energy in that building, I fought with her and even sparred against her and spent enough time to know what aura feels like. It was definitely there, but as soon as I was getting close she was gone in an instant. I was going to go to that building to search for her until I found you and-" Will said before he is interrupted by Silver Snow's antics. He couldn't but chuckle seeing her repeatedly try to climb it, though if she's not pure of heart one has to wonder what she did or what impurity she has to be unable to ride it. "Indeed, it helps to keep thoughts positive and clear the mind, a lot of years of meditation helps in the long run. Not only is it a cozy ride it's actually a lot faster then flying normally. Though I doubt even if you could the three of us couldn't be able to ride it unless you want to hang by it's tail silver fox, nya ha ha ha ha!" Will said. As Bass said he had to go get some kind of burrito with shark meat, which causes Will to remember that one small shark that they helped that had a Dragon Ball Shard embedded in it and prays to Kami that it wasn't made into one, he then turns to Silver. "Well I suppose should I introduce myself, my name is Will O. Wisp, just a humble student of the Turtle School and a friend of Clove Tea. While we wait for Bass I suppose I should let you know what Team Citrus looks like, their names, and what their powers are, that is if Clove didn't already tell you if you had been talking to her before she disappeared," Will said. It is was then Bass explained that getting a boat should be no problem for them, of course that is when Will adds. "I'll be using my Nimbus to fly over head, I'll be your eyes, ears, and fifth sense in finding them. It's three on three so they won't have the number's advantage on us, but their teamwork in using their abilities in tandem is a real issue. Along the way we should really discuss a game plan and strategy." Will said. It was then Bass said he had to go back and get something leaving them to rent the boat. "Uh...okay, second time he had to leave. Don't worry missy I won't you pay I got some Zeni to spare to be able to afford it myself," Will said. He then looked around for a boat for them to rent, since Bass and Silver will be riding in it a speedboat for two should do nicely. He then sees one in good condition and pays the owner of it in the boat house to get the keys for it as he tosses it to Silver who he hopes is able to drive. It was then he and Silver waited on Bass. As Will sat on one of the dock anchors that people would tie their boat to so they wouldn't leave. It may look uncomfortable but cats are well known for sitting on anything and anywhere they damn well please. Word Count: 544 Total Word Count: 861 Bounty Word Count Total: (3,014/14,000) Tags: Silver Snow , Bass
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Post by Silver Snow on Nov 20, 2020 19:12:08 GMT -8
Hearing Bass and Will's comments on the Nimbus and her inability to ride it due to having a impure heart, Silver would merely cross her arms in annoyance as she would begin walking with them down the street. In her thoughts, she couldn't understand in the slightest how impurity could impact a person's ability to stand on clouds, it just didn't make any sense in her mind how someone with a pure heart could sit or stand on a cloud, while others could not. Still with her arms crossed as she would walk with the other two down the street, Silver would continue to look at the Flying Nimbus, with a bit of annoyance. "I just don't get it... it's just a cloud isn't it? What, do the ice crystals within it just manage to form together for those with a pure heart to let them sit on it, and it just doesn't do that for impure people? How does it choose who is pure and who isn't? Is that cloud sentient or something? Ugh, so many things for my mind to unwrap, in such little time..."Seeing Bass's departure for the local burrito shop, Silver would feel her own stomach rumble, leading to her going in with the Namekian, in order to grab a quick snack for herself to eat. Slowly taking a walk within, Silver would wait for Bass and the next person after him to finish up, before getting to the front of the counter and greeting Icey herself. She would try her best to put on a nice demeanor, but she was slightly worried that her large stature would put off the lady by quite a bit. "Hey, can I have a... hmm... nah, I just had shark meat yesterday at Surf Burger... Ah, here we go! One dinosaur meat burrito, and a boba tea, small. Here, let me find something to give as a tip."Searching through her pockets, Silver would eventually find a loose slip of five thousand Zeni, before placing it on the table for Icey to grab. Waiting for her food a bit impatiently, Silver would tap her foot a bit before seeing her come back with her meal in a bag as well as her small boba tea drink. Heading out after paying for her meal, she would quickly walk out to reunite with Bass and Will, as he would begin talking about the plans to buy the boat Taking a seat on a nearby bench, Silver would quickly unwrap her dinosaur meat burrito before beginning to chow down on it, enjoying the prehistoric and spicy taste of the blended dinosaur meat combined with the rustic beans and mouth watering cheese. She normally preferred dinosaur meat raw, but with dinosaurs being somewhat difficult to hunt down due to their huge size and somewhat powerful strength. When she could enjoy it though, she would take her time in eating it, her mind being in a somewhat pure bliss... Up until she would be knocked back into the real world by Bass asking if someone could get the ship for him while he went and did something else real quick. Seeing him leave as Will would say that he could afford it himself, she would briefly take a bit of a annoyance at being called "missy" by the cat, as she would walk up to him, looking down on his miniature body with her large figure. "Look. I have a understanding we're on the same team, but please don't call me missy. I forgot to tell you this but my name's Silver Snow, and I want you to remember that, and while I thank you for paying for me since I don't exactly have a bunch of money to begin with, I also prefer going by my real name... or that Silver Fox name you mentioned. That's okay too, I actually liked it a bit. Just not missy, or any other name but those two."Walking with Will to make sure he would pick a proper boat, Silver would slowly sip away and finish her boba tea as well, before spitting out the tapioca balls into the ocean and throwing the cup away. Seeing the boat that Will would purchase, Silver would take a few steps to look around and check it, before nodding and agreeing with the cat somewhat. It wasn't exactly a nice boat, Silver thought while waiting for Bass to return, but at the very least it would serve to hold the three of them long enough to find the Citrus Crew within the Southern Isles.
(3780/14000) Bass Will O. Wisp Clove
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Post by Bass on Nov 21, 2020 13:43:32 GMT -8
Needless to say it went without mention that tipping five thousand zeni to the average person was a hefty sum. Icey received it and, having a slightly muted reaction as opposed to the average person (likely familiar with Bass doing the same thing here and there) offered a smile and a gracious thanks before attending to the next customer. As for Bass, " Thank Kami that was close." See, there was something Bass didn't want to make readily apparent. He was absolutely atrocious at picking out boats, he'd picked out boats before and every time he picked a boat it ended in disaster. Namely as he flew back to just blow off time until he could return with an excuse he remembered a company party that they planned on a rented yacht. It was earlier on and Bass was a little more ignorant and naive compared to how he was now, but he still is struck with the memory of renting a canoe thinking it was the wisest choice considering it costed the least zeni. When nearly fifty people showed up, one could imagine how the ordeal played out. Not wanting to make a (while likely less extreme) mistake like that again he figured the best choice was just to fly off and buy time doing who knows what until he'd fly back and land triumphantly as if he'd had it all planned all along. A smirk formed on his face and he muttered out. " Heh, it's almost too easy..." Soaring through the air he at least went back to his office, flying to the window and sliding it up to enter. Within would be the office the way it was left five minutes ago, now empty of all others except for him. Sliding open a drawer he pulled out a roll of paper indicating future Momentum plans, scratching at his chin for a moment. He'd wait a couple of minutes fidgeting around his office, rearranging display stands and polishing various surfaces with a small cloth. When the time felt right to return, the Namekian decided to make it quick and to the point. Focusing on the higher power level of Will, Bass would appear next to them on the boat. Adjusting his stance and taking a peak around until he saw the boat his brows raised and he comment. " Hah, wow, this is the boat we chose? Pft, I suppose it'll do the job." He brushed a thumb across his nose whilst looking away, it was almost too easy. Then he remembered something, and his cobalt skintone shifted a shade brighter as he zipped open the pouch at his side. Inside were the burritos he'd ordered and almost forgotten about resting within wrapped up in tinfoil. " Ah! Shi-" He cut himself off, doing a double take of the other two. First he looked at Silver, she didn't look like the type that'd care about him cursing, meanwhile Will was an enigma. Though looking at the turtle school cat made something come back to him. " Wait, wait, Will. Did you say fifth sense? Did you mean six? We have five..." Blinking the Namekian would situate himself in the boat, unbuttoning a few buttons on his dress shirt and loosening his tie as he relaxed into one of the seats- sprawled out really. He'd drop the pouch to his side on the deck and tug out a pair of sleek looking sunglasses, resting them over his eyes and bringing both palms back to rest against his head. " Well, who's driving? My driving is carrying the boat, probably not the best idea- never had to drive one before. If Will's going to be flying around, then I suppose it leaves one option." While he was referring to Silver, he was more than ready to spit out a for-hire captain for the trip if the need arose. As and if they settled in and took off, the Namekian would take out the first burrito and with an appetite only found in the martial arts world with two massive chomps removed the burrito from existence. Now away from the office and out adventuring, it seemed he acted much more casually for one reason or another. " You guys ever wonder why they don't sell these in bigger sizes? I mean I get most people don't need that much energy, but come on. Shouldn't there be like restaurants that are niche for martial artists who need a lot to sustain themselves? Hm... What would you both think of something like that? Say... In the Central Lands so it's equally accessible to tourists from all across the world. Hm? Wait, Earth isn't flat... Meaning anywh- Semantics, look uuuh..." He unravelled another tinfoil wrapper and where there was once a burrito there simply wasn't anymore. He balled up the tinfoil and tossed it overboard- but before becoming the scum of the world by littering the ocean he'd fire off a ki blast with a flick of the finger to atomize the wrapper leaving but a poof of smoke to rise up into the sky. " You said you were Red Ribbon, right Silver? I've only ever heard of them here or there when it comes to history buffs, what are they all about? From the looks of it they're a military, but what'd they do? If they were a current military I'd have heard of them I think. Or are they special forces?" Letting Silver have a window to respond, the Namekian dug into the third and final wrapper. Truthfully he'd order more, but it took Icey longer to make them than it did for him to eat them. Not wanting to hold up potentially new customers for him- an old and solid customer, he typically ordered light. Crunching it to food pebbles into mighty bites he'd call up towards Will. " What have you been up too!? Clove told me you got your *ass's kicked by these three in the underground spot, tell me what their uh... I don't know, weird tricks are I guess. Not as bad as Kiryu I hope, right?!" And then Bass merely awaited what answers would come, letting out a yawn and closing his eyes to soak up some rays. 1,035 4,815/14,000 Will O. Wisp Silver Snow
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Post by Will O. Wisp on Nov 21, 2020 19:44:08 GMT -8
Will shrugged as the Silver Fox continued to express her confusion. "It's a magic cloud it does what it wants to do, though considering it can come at my call I suppose it has some degree of sentience like a pet almost." Will said giving the Flying Nimbus a pat. After for Silver to come back and was alone with her he couldn't but help chuckle and rub the back of his head when she told her to not call her missy. "I did it mean it in the disparaging way I meant more so in the affectionate way since you're much younger then I am, of course you're probably couldn't tell from my deep voice." Will said. Will then waved to Bass as he returned from whatever he had to do when he went back to his office. Probably had to lock up some important documents or something. None of his business. It was then Bass corrected Will when he said sixth sense. "Ah right, sorry just a bit of memory lapse after that massive amount of brain damage I suffered thirteen years ago, being in a coma can be such a crick in the neck too," Will said as he massaged and stretch his neck out as it caused a loud cracking noise after doing so he relaxed a bit. As Bass talks about how martial artists need to eat more and how restaurants need to be in larger sizes Will joins in this conversation. "Well it's all in moderation, it's important to portion your meal especially when you're on a diet, though nothing wrong with helping yourself now and then. I have known to been quite ravenous on my cheat days, especially in the winter time, at the very least it has been nice to subsist on something other then Senzu Beans," Will said. It was then Bass asked an important question, and he asked bout Team Citrus abilities. "Well I wouldn't say it was so one sided, although while it seemed like I could been able to beat them back then they were definitely not trying to win as they went ahead and stolen the money, and Clove was incapacitated cause they did some trick and had her inhale smoke from extinguished flame that was trapped with her when she was trapped in a block of ice, I thought she could've gotten out on her own but she only did till after they left with the money. I can do better then just tell you their abilities though," Will said. He then flies over next to Bass to show him is C-Phone and hold it up, and then shows them a compilation he saved showing various fights of Team Citrus that various fans took with their C-Phones.
As first it showed the muscle bound spiky blue haired one, using cyrokinesis or power over ice to pelt his opponent with icicles. "Tangelo, able to summon and control ice at will, can cover the floor around him in ice for an instant so we should be not on the ground when engaging him," Will said. Another clip shows a fiery green haired member who puts their opponent in an inferno. "Narin, an effeminate male with a heated temper and abilities to match. I find using Tangelo's abilities against Narin will work best as the ice will just melt his flames." Will explained. And then the final one, a cute pink haired girl who then opens her mouth as the phone makes a high pitched screeching sound like when thunder is captured on video. Will then picks his ear after that noise. "And finally Nova, her power is emitting supersonic waves, which of course most troubling for me due to my advanced hearing. Though I found stuff cloth into my ears does help there's nothing stopping Narin from just burning them up as I found out. They are highly coordinated for instance Tangelo was able to make ice walls for Nova's sonic waves to bounce off of. Luckily though we are about equally matched in terms of numbers," Will said. After showing off the footage he pockets his phone as he then looks to Bass and Silver Snow. "I think taking out Tangelo first as it would prevent Nova from taking advantage of his ice, but we should also use Tangelo to our advantage somehow to weaken Narin. That is unless you wouldn't happen to have cold based powers as well Silver Snow?" Will said.
Word Count: 746 Total Word Count: 1,601 Bounty Word Count: (5,561/14,000) Tags: Bass , Silver Snow
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Post by Silver Snow on Nov 23, 2020 22:42:10 GMT -8
"Younger then you are? I... actually that does make some amount of sense. Plenty of people on this planet have crazy lifespans anyway, but from your size I expected you to be some sort of young adult. Not a kid, the voice made that obvious, but at the least some form of young adult."Already sitting by the wheel of the ship, Silver would wait with Will for Bass to return, staring out at sea before seeing the blue skinned Namekian teleport back onto the ship. Listening to his comments on the ship that had been gotten, Silver would merely shrug since she found the ship to serve just fine, since they only really needed to use it to sail and search for the Citrus Trio. Besides that she didn't really care of the shape the ship was in when all was said and done. Ignoring the talk about a sixth sense almost entirely due to assuming that they were talking about some sort of Ki sense, Silver would instead take more attention on Bass's asking about who would be sailing the boat. Standing up, Silver would raise her hand, smiling. "That shouldn't be too difficult. I've studied a lot of vehicles during my childhood years, including boats and planes, and even tanks. I... I didn't really do well with aircraft, but I should be fine with boats."Taking the helm of the ship, Silver would slowly turn the boat around, before turning on the engine of the small ship and letting it slowly move out to the sea. Staring back to the island as it would slowly leave the horizon, Silver would smile a bit and turn back to the open sea, before being snapped back into focus by Bass's questions about the Red Ribbon Army. Smiling at the chance to impress the Namekian, Silver would sit down for a bit before beginning to monolouge. "Well... it's actually complicated. Some of them are certainly special forces, working for Capsule Corp. Other small groups, like the one my family is from, as well as the Red Ribbon army from the far past, are more of the full on military side though. In the past my ancestors had our sights set on domination, but all that lead to was their defeat and scattering, and now I couldn't even tell you what the remnants are for. We're basically scattered local armies looking for a purpose. I personally wish they'd all reunite under a big banner though. Maybe instead of trying to conquer, this new version could instead help stop the threats to the world? It's just an idea.While Silver would be holding a somewhat calm and miniature grin, deep down she was somewhat lying about the last part. She did indeed want to reunite the Red Ribbon Army, but for it's original purpose of conquering on top of helping stop the threats of the world. While she would be talking to Bass and Will though, she would leave that part out though since she didn't want to alienize them about her, not when they were still plenty useful to her. Continuing to sail the ship, Silver would hear Will's eventual explanation about Team Citrus, as well as look at the picture of the three members while listening to the cat's explanation of the trio's powers. Hearing about Narim's issues against ice being able to melt his fire, Silver would let loose a menacing grin, as she would raise up an arm, letting loose a small and harmless amount of chilly air-like energy out from it. "You won't even need to do that. If he's weak to fire, I should be able to deal with him with my own freezing techniques. Heck, give me enough time, and I could shower heavy amounts of hail on them. Speaking of which, if we're talking about their powers, we should discuss our own strategy going into this, shouldn't we?"Turning the ship a bit to the right and away from a storm in the distance, Silver would look up to the sky as she would think about what lied up ahead. "I think once we actually find them, we're likely gonna have only one shot at taking them out for good, but before we can do that we have to likely bring them to us in the first place. Now think, if I were some Tuffle group out in the open, what would I do to get out of the limelight? It's simple, I... I would have to get rid of all witnesses..."
"Oh crapbaskets, we should have brought Clove!"
(6326/14000) Clove Bass Will O. Wisp
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Post by Bass on Nov 23, 2020 23:21:09 GMT -8
The Namekian mainly remained laid out over the seat he was in. Eyes now vaguely on the sky as his arm dangled over the side of the boat. Listening to Will's explanation of the Citrus trio made the Namekian's eyes lightly close. He hated those types, the ones that tried to fight with not tactics- not power, but... 'cheat' or dishonorable actions. Though he had the upside that he's fought Kiryu, and thus he doubted these three would necessarily be on par with that one. When Will finished his explanation the Namekian opened his mouth as if to speak, but hearing the final question tailored towards Silver he allowed it to shut and resumed listening to the Red Ribbon soldier this time around. Lightly propping himself up he'd get a close look at the parting waters at the hulls of the boat over the rail. The open sea was awesome from up high, endless blue horizons- but there was something special about travelling by boat that he hadn't experienced recently. When Bass had heard Wills voice, the Namekians face seemed to contort in confusion. In pure bewilderment he looked towards the turtle school master former or current aside, searching for an answer to this supposed revelation. Surely Will was speaking with such a voice this entire time, but was it possible that the blue skinned Namekian had truly subconsciously refused to accept that the pitch of a trombone was in a miniature anthropomorphic feline. Though the expression faded away as quickly as it'd come as he had more important things to listen to. Namely, he had to listen to Silver's response to his own questions and comments. " Sounds like a pretty violent history, not much of a surprise honestly. Why not rebrand? I'm not a history buff, but I'm sure there's a lot of people outside of the descendants of those soldiers that have heard stories and know what the Red Ribbon Army stood for. A different name could help clear a lot of the legwork needed to not have people impeding your path." There was a shrug, " Just a suggestion though, don't feel like you need to hear it out." Following that, Silver proceeded to mention they should talk about strategy. Bass for one had his figured out from the very beginning, a slight smirk forming on his expression as it came to mind. Though it dropped as Silver went on to talk about Clove's exposure to the potential Tuffle assassin squad. " You think so? Didn't strike me as the type, if they were that underhanded why wouldn't they have just thrown a slightly too hard punch during their arena match to kill them by mistake? It's an underground fighting ring, it does happen now and again. That being said, so long as I can keep a lock on Clove's ki signature I can have a vague idea of if she's in danger or not. If it drops out of nowhere that might be a cause for concern, but I highly doubt after running from the city they would turn back and heat into a metropolice. Inefficient, the brainiacs didn't strike me as the type to spare efficiency on the job." Twisting his wrist to allow it to pop and crack lightly, the Namekian let out a yawn. " Our best bet is to follow the reliable intelligence Will received. When it comes to our plan, well..." Bass feigned thinking for a moment, before his eyes widened and he raised a finger as if striking an epiphany- one he'd had since fighting them was even conceived. " Oh I know, beat the ever loving sh** out of them." After a moment, the Namekian elaborated. " Prove me wrong if I am, but from what I can tell I'm the strongest one here. How these kinds of fights go is ideally best with you helping me get more windows to work in. Distract them, make openings, do what you have to do to let me do more. Of course, if you have a better idea of contributing you can feel free to let me know, but generally speaking that is the best bet." Resting his elbow on the railing now and his fist under his chin he looked out to the sea towards islands that passed right on by. Still from the day they fought the shark there was a pit in his stomach of giant things that lurked below the sea, and it made him the slightest bit anxious as they travelled- creepy things ocean creatures were. " Anyways, am I mistaken or were you with us when we fought the shark Will? If you were, you know how it goes. It's difficult for anyone without the perfect counter to stand up against that amount of firepower, I have a means to channel that kind of assistance pretty well in a group battle. I've learned a lot since we last met, more than I ever thought possible six months ago- and I think I'm just getting started." Rubbing the back of his neck Bass yawned and laid back down. He didn't like having to think so much about combat, having to think meant there was a chance being foolish would lead to his defeat- it just meant he didn't have enough raw power, something that he beat himself up mentally for. Adjusting his glasses with the clink of a few screws and metal bits he'd just make out shapes in the clouds. " And you said you were a Red Ribbon Soldier, right? You must be busy to have all of those medals. What kind of operations have you done in the passed? Just curious, considering the future and potential operatives for BSB- a security place I'll be setting up in... Uuuuh... Oolong City I think. I was going to put The Burrito Bass there, but it seems a little more opportunistic to capitalize on the exorbitant crime rate. Lots of paid security detail, biggest problem is I need to make sure the people I hire aren't corrupt themselves." Bass said, tossing a balled up piece of tin foil up before catching it in his palm- again, and again, and again. 1,027 7,353/14,000 Will O. Wisp Silver Snow
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Post by Will O. Wisp on Nov 24, 2020 0:59:12 GMT -8
"Understandable, while I lived for almost a century a bit over ten of those years was during a coma so, though don't call me short just because of my age, I have trained and perfected just about every technique I know in my arsenal before I got the message from Clove. They'll have a hard time trying to even lay a finger on me nya ha ha ha!" Will said. It's good to know that Silver Snow was trained in driving different types of vehicles especially with boats, otherwise, they would be in trouble. Though Will took note of Bass mentioning the Red Ribbon and that she was with them. He has heard a bit of their history, some good and some bad, but he waits to hear what Silver has to say as he strokes his whiskers. Thankfully he gets a good answer as she says she wants to make it into a force with the sole purpose of defending Earth rather than conquering it. A noble gesture Will can get behind. "A military is only as bad as those who control it, history has shown us many times corrupt leaders using soldiers for their own means especially when it comes to silencing people they don't like. And I agree a name change could, perhaps instead of Red Ribbon maybe go with Ruby Ribbon instead or Red Ruby. Keep the initials but you have a friendlier-sounding name cause it's named after a gem. And who doesn't like gems?" Will suggested. Will was glad to hear that Silver has ice powers of their own, they would most likely not expect something of the sort. Will then began to think of this more. "Hmm if Silver can be our support and take on Narin, while I take on Nova, while Bass takes on all three. It should divide their attention enough to allow us to beat them before Bass is unable to stay a giant any longer. Although why do I get the feeling there is something we're not considering." Will thought. It was then Silver mentioned a horrifying truth about what they could be up to, and also what they could be doing to the missing Clove after exclaiming a colorful new swear. Will's eyelids open and widen with shock. Bass argues otherwise but of course, Will has his own theory. "Tuffles are a strange bunch from what Clove told me. A reclusive race with no records in the history books. I believe ran into one, a very peculiar one, she was a pirate captain named Jewel who had advanced tech and weaponry on their hands and also had two captured beasts that were apparently experiments of some kind, as one minute one of them was a crocodile before turning into some kind of reptilian girl who said that her kind was experimented on by the Tuffle captain. Of course she evaded capture and is still on the loose though an acquaintance of mine Kiryu Miwazawa, you may remember him Bass, is on the hunt for them using his affinity for magic to track them down. So besides varying psychic abilities of some kind like Team Citrus, they also have a lot of highly advanced technology on their hands as well. The kind of which they can use to teleport and getaway in an instant...or even to hide the Ki signature of someone. Whatever their reason if Clove really did suddenly disappear while being close on their tail it's no coincidence, though if she has been abducted by them it could be more than just hiding their tracks or even some sort of ransom. They could be up to something far more sinister. Though of course this is just all speculation and I don't have much to go on if she's one or not besides her having an animosity of some kind to the Saiyans which Clove told me they seemed to rival in strength." Will said Although it just a theory and Will hope he is wrong. Will then looked at Bass and raised an eyebrow as his plan was basically just hit them hard. Of course, he explained himself when mentioning the giant shark fiasco and that he is probably the heaviest hitter out of them. And his ability to grow larger would be able to have him target all three of them. Though of course, that has its own drawbacks. Will stroked his chin as he heard Bass's elaboration. "While I agree that is a wise strategy when dealing with them especially with your ability to become a colossus that ability also makes you a bigger target and they may all focus on you, then if they are not beaten quickly it would be a matter of time until you can't use that form and you are unable to target all of them. This is why we should have a backup plan in case such a scenario happens, though it wouldn't hurt to go with your plan in the beginning. So as it stands, I will fight and distract Nova, Silver will go after Narin, and Bass will fight all three of them." Will said. It's a good strategy as any, though with the possibility of Clove being captured by them lingering in the air, things might be more complicated than he originally thought. Word Count: 888
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Post by Silver Snow on Nov 28, 2020 20:02:37 GMT -8
As her head would slowly click the information of what Team Citrus would potentially do, at least if she were in their shoes, Silver Snow would make a beeline for the wheel, holding onto it tight as she would look behind her to check her team mates. Surprisingly to the soldier, while Will would look a bit worried just like her, Bass would seem to not be worried at all, and while she would begin turning the wheel around, she would stop as she would listen to the Namekian's words of wisdom, stopping the ship for a bit as she would begin calming down. "I'm sorry, I was just following what I would do if I were in their shoes. Your logic does make sense though, a area as metropolitan as where we were would be hard to get into, so maybe they won't go to capture Clove that easily. Still though, doesn't ease my worries about her, especially if she can't be easily traced as Will claims. Without a way to track her we have no idea what's going on with her, but hopefully your right and the city will serve enough a deterrent for them to not focus on her."Turning the ship back into the direction of the open sea, Silver would listen through the strategies that Will and Bass would go through, closing her eyes and imagining various scenarios of fighting between the three of them and Team Citrus in a form of training. With each plan, she could see various scenarios playing out, from a absolute victory to a deadly stalemate to even total defeats. She would even include Clove in these mental combat exercises, due to the possibility of her being a hostage in the upcoming fight. In the middle of these mental exercises, she would quickly hear Bass ask about the medals on her chest, to which she would slowly detach the only genuine medal before handing it to the Namekian to look at. The medal would show a first place victory award for a old martial arts tournament from around 16 years ago, and while the truth of the matter was that she had lost the tournament, the medal would show her as a winner instead, something that she would wish was true considering her martial arts career before becoming a lone soldier. "To tell the truth, most of these medals are just decorative. I have fought against small time criminals and the occasional Saiyan hooligan in the past, and have even tried and failed to win the World Martial Arts Tournament at age 12, but 12 years after that I did win a local tournament. Experience isn't much though, you got to have the intellect to back up that experience, as well as power and speed to make sure you actually survive the first few seconds of a fight. If you don't have that sort of power... well then you end up as a stain on the ground as soon as someone busts out their most powerful attack. And I can assure you, I have those latter three things in spades. Hell, if you want after this is all done I can always find a chess set and challenge you to a game to prove it."Continuing to sail forward, Silver would begin to see what appeared to be a large uncivilized island in the distance, with a large multitude on it. Looking as far as she could onto it, she couldn't find anything out of the ordinary, but she could feel the energy of almost a dozen people on the island, which would get her intrigued, as she would begin sailing towards the island. Once she would get close enough, she would turn off the engines, letting the ship come to a stop before hopping onto the island. Waiting for Bass and Will to jump off as well, Silver would look forward into the jungle, frowning a bit as she would worry about what would lie forward in this first check of the journey. "Well I'm not exactly sure of what could happen, but I can certainly feel something on this island. Not exactly sure if it's what we're looking for or not, but if it's not we should at least have a plan for getting back to the ship in case things get wrong."Stopping as she was about to pass into the jungle, she would quickly turn to Will, coming to a realization. "Hey, while we're searching through the place, can you perhaps search the area from above the treetops? I think the two of us should have it good on the ground, but with your Nimbus it should be easy for you to spot stuff we'd miss on the ground, like some sort of hidden bunker or anyone else wandering through the place. That way, we should be able to make this search go a lot quicker, at least that's what I believe. At the very least, it wouldn't hurt to try, now would it?"
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Post by Bass on Nov 30, 2020 13:34:10 GMT -8
" Uuuuh- wait, Colossus what? I don't have anything like that. At least, not yet. Great Namekian for all of its benefits is pretty impractical in my opinion. Plus, being that big really isn't my style. I like big, just at that point I might as well be a statue in South City, it's a little excessive." Rubbing his palms together before blowing hot air between them as they approached one of the islands, the Namekian reflected on what Will had actually said. " Look, hypothetically that can happen, but I make sure to fix my flaws. It's unlikely they'll be able to actually do anything meaningful to me for some time. That is taking the stretch of assuming they're even as strong as me." Bass said, still laying back - he seemed to be cloud-watching again. Listening to Silver now, there was a small raise of the brow when she mentioned most of the medals being decorative. That didn't seem right no matter how he framed it, whether it be wearing a uniform and trying to pass of as more than one was or saying they were decorative instead of what they were actually for. He honestly didn't know, nor did he have the energy or intent to look into it. When she went on to talk about Chess, there was a brief chuckle from the Namekian. " No need to prove that your competent, I usually assume most people have at least decently intelligent. I trust what you're saying, and I'm curious what made you change from Martial Arts to the Red Ribbon Army. It sounds pretty drastic right? I mean, even at a glance most militaries use guns whereas Martial Artists use their bodies. Bahaha, whatever, it's not like this is an interrogation- no need to share your life story with me." When the boat crested up against the shoreline, Bass would sit up and check the surroundings. Rubbing his temple lightly, he'd roll out of the boat and land on the beach. " Been a long time since I've been on a boat." With that, he'd climb up to his feet and dust himself off. Looking at the island they'd found themselves at, he tried to rationalize why the Tuffles might choose such a remote location. Certainly because of just that might be enough - how remote it was, but unless there were more tuffles on the Island it just didn't quite add up. Perhaps there were twelve of them, or perhaps some of those signatures were significantly more potent than others. He didn't seem to object when the prospect of searching by ground was proposed. Capable of flying, considering they took the scenic route he might as well continue experiencing the sights up close and personal instead of from up above. Truthfully though the trip that had started upbeat now that they were on the island and approaching their target felt a little bit tedious, like trying to pluck something out from between ones teeth. Tuffles were quickly getting a negative reputation with Bass, who surprisingly until then has had little to no interaction with their kind. " I'm just trying to make sense out of this whole thing. I was told you met Team Citrus in South City's underground fighting scene? I mean, why would they even be in South City? Clove aside, what even is their end goal? Surely it can't be anything big with how massive the actions they'd need to take are. The way I see it, the only thing that makes sense is they're some kind of... I don't know, forward operations team working for more Tuffles? Does that seem plausible? I mean from what I've heard Tuffles live underground and in various bunkers, so I guess they'd want their presence on the surface to be discrete. Lines up, at least." With that in mind, the Namekian mused further. Rubbing the back of his neck whilst brushing away a branch in the way he'd continue his thoughts. " To go down that rabbit hole a little further, by extension what would their superiors be trying to do? What do Tuffles even want, anyways? All I've heard are bad things, and reasonable people don't do bad things without a goal or reason. What reason would cause their team to be in Sou-" There was a pause as the gears in Bass's head turned. " I guess it's possible they were coordinating with other criminal leaders in the urban underworld. Though to what ends is a good question. Maybe providing them with weaponry to cause chaos? The only ultimate goal I can think of is just... Taking over Earth, tired of living underground because they're stuck in a perpetual cycle of doing bad things to get out, which keeps them forced to hide in holes more. Maybe the Tuffles have more to their history than I know, out of everything on Earth next to Majins, they're probably up there on things I know little to nothing about." Stepping over some sticks on the ground and onto the other side, they'd make their way into one of likely multiple clearings on the island. A nice little ecosystem with a pond and a flash of green plains before the tropical environment took over again. It was a... Kind of refreshing sight. " Well, we're getting close to the first set of energy signatures I sensed on the island. They're a couple hundred meters ahead. I imagine they're not our targets though unless they're suppressing their power level, these ones are pretty normal all things considered. Will, is it possible you could get an eagles eye view of what's going on over there?" Bass would ask as he temporarily came to a halt. After which he'd raise his wrist and flick his watch while checking the time. He didn't look all that enthusiastic when he considered just how late he was going to be. He didn't often take scenic routes, his jobs were usually in and out in minutes at the worst. Sometimes it was even seconds, teleporting there and back. Their leisure ride had caused this job to already start seriously eating into work hours, and it looked like it was stressing Bass out. 1,030 10,109/14,000 Will O. Wisp Silver Snow
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Post by Will O. Wisp on Dec 2, 2020 17:58:07 GMT -8
"Well, you are certainly a colossus from my perspective when you use Great Namekian, nya ha ha ha ha," Will admitted. Will listened to what Silver Snow had to say about how Clove wouldn't be able to be captured so easily, Will pondered at this and while true even if his speculation of them using highly advanced technology to sneak in and snatch her, why take the risk. Therefore he could think of one other theory or explanation for Clove's disappearance. "Perhaps it's a pride thing, maybe she quickly left on her own to find them and beat them herself after they cheated when we fought the last time, how did she manage it and unable to make herself be traced I am not sure? Though if that is the scenario hopefully we can be her cavalry whether she likes it or not when we arrive," Will noted. After hearing about how most of her medals were decorative and she was in the World Martial Arts tournament at 12 years old, Will recalls seeing a young girl in the junior's division that looked like her twenty eight years ago. Though back then he was much stronger and was still a Master, so he was more so watching and letting his students fight in the tournament. Unfortunately ever since his coma started and he was thought to be dead all of his students split up to learn from different masters in the Turtle School, some might already be well on their way to becoming masters already. He hopes that if he ever sees them again when they how much they have improved, they can see how much he has grown too. That is to say if they even want to see him again. Bass then asks and wonders why the Tuffles are doing this all, what their deal is and what not, and of course says that they are wanting world domination. "Well all I know about Tuffles is that they have literally fruity names, have colorful hair, strong, and any history or info on them is scarce. Also they have some hatred against Saiyan so the two seem to have some long standing rivalry. Saiyans are something I have not much knowledge on either, I have met one in particular who is incredibly strong and skilled named Cayle Pota. Perhaps I'll ask them about Tuffles next time I meet them." Will said. As they got to the island stopped to look at the sights, didn't seem familiar, he's been on and rested on plenty of islands here and there. Including that one he had a spar on with Celerai months back. So he would know if this is one he has been on or not. The smell is certainly different and the sounds as well. From the hissing of snakes and other possibly venomous creatures inhabit these jungles. This is definitely uncharted territory he is walking into, definitely not a place someone would make a vacation home. Although there appeared to be some small group of signatures nearby. Whether they be locals who lived on this island for years or if this place seemed to be uninhabited. He nods and gives a thumbs up to Bass and Silver as he flies off on his Nimbus to get an overhead view. So far while the island was fairly big and covered in dense jungle he didn't seem to see any sign of civilization. And of course with the overgrowth of the trees he can't be able to see any bunker either. Before he would turn back he would end up narrowly dodging a laser blast. As a barrage of more try to strike him, the source of the blasts hidden in the jungle. Of course they are too fast for his Nimbus, that is until various heat seeking missiles are sent after him. While he could use his Nekohameha to destroy their ammunition with ease he should save his energy for the actual fight. As he instead flies off the Nimbus and picks up each missile one by one and lobs each at where the shots came from. An explosion comes from they impacted as smoke rises and the firing stops. It seems whatever defenses this place have, have been disabled now. Will then flies back over to where Bass and Silver are in a flash. "There definitely is something here, some kind automated self defense systems fired at me, I managed to disable them but there probably might be guards and what not scouring the area. Either Team Citrus is here and they are not alone, or we pissed off someone entirely unrelated. In any case we should go and sneak through the jungle to meet up to where the smoke is coming from. And if the people are not bad well then we will have to apologize to them." Will said. He then quickly started to run quickly through the jungle. Not letting anything stopping his momentum. Even when he had himself suppressed at the moment he was still quite fast. This island is not too large either so it shouldn't take too long to get to where the smoke is coming from. He also made sure to keep an eye out for anyone that could be a potential threat. Word Count: 881 Total Word Count: 3,370 Mission Word Count: (10,990/14,000)
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