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Post by Tomago on Jul 8, 2021 15:14:09 GMT -8
Tomago wakes up and looks around not sure where he was, in fact he did not even know who he was. As the Saiyan looked around he was unsure how he arrived at this location. He started to walk south, he did not know where he was going but any place was better than here. As he walked over the land he could not help but feel like he did not belong to this planet. Pushing those thoughts from his head at the moment he just Kept walking. All this was all he could do for now. Well this would be until he found someone who could explain who he was and where he was.
Letting out a deep breath he started to run, and he kept running. soon he came to Brook Kneeling down Tomago took some of the cool water into his hands and brought it up to his face and started to drink. His mouth was dry. As he drank the cool water he continued to think to himself. As he looked into the brook he could see his own reflection in the water. "who am I?" He asked himself. Seeing his spiky hair and his facial features. He looked like a human but he knew he wasn't. How did he know he was not not Human he didn't it was just a Feeling. Looking up into the sky he stood straight up. closing his eyes he relaxed his body feeling the cool air on his face and his feet lifted off the ground.
Once Tomago had opened his eyes he looked down seeing he was now floating off the ground he smiled. "So I can fly" He thought to himself and as he focused his Ki under him. This pushed him forward though the air, as he pushed himself though the air he rocketed higher and higher into the sky until he could see much of the land. "Good now that I know I can fly this will make traveling much easer." He muttered and then took off flying south. He had hoped he would find some people soon. He needed answers. And for that he needed to speak to someone else.
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Post by Emargine "Azure" Cerola on Jul 9, 2021 9:12:26 GMT -8
General Cerola, or Colonel Azure, as she was known to most of the people in this outfit, watched quietly as this platoon of new recruits engaged in a mock battle out on this plain. First and Third squads vs Second and Fourth. It was wide open for the most part, with a few large boulders here and there providing precious little cover. Further down was a river, with a number of brooks serving as its tributaries. Yes, this wasn't a bad place to train at all. Of course, any place was a good place to train, if you could figure out what principle or doctrine you intended to teach. These baby blues were armed with ammunition that very closely simulated actual bullets, enough that they performed near-identically even after being fired. If you were hit, though, the worst that happened was a little bit of bruising. Indeed, this was almost playtime for these baby blues, who normally drilled and marched to no end, so long as they made their way to the northern coast. "Maples," she addressed the auxiliary standing next to her. "What what do you make of this situation?""Odds have the height advantage, but Evens have majority of the cover," Corporal Maples answered, coming to his own conclusion after surveying the battlefield. "It's gonna be hard to call, Boss. Can't quite place my bets just yet."That was just part of the Dragoon culture. They did not salute, display rank, nor address superiors as Sir. And if they couldn't come up with something to call them by, defaulted to "Boss". "That's the fog of war for you." She watched the four squads exchange fire, attempt to create openings, throw dummy grenades, and maneuver when possible. Yes, this wasn't a bad exercise. Maybe she might find some truly smooth operators here. Only time would tell... [309/309] Tomago
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Post by Tomago on Jul 9, 2021 10:42:13 GMT -8
Tomago continued to look around as he was flying as he heard some gun shots off in the distance, he did not know what these sounds where. Deciding to see what these sounds were he turned to the northwest. As he flew he could see a woman and some other people. He stopped and looked down on them and seeing they where doing some kind of drills. From how they were practicing he could tell they where some kind of Army outfit. What branch he could not tell maybe they had been part of some kind of Privat sector. As the Saiyan continued to watch for a bit he crossed his arms. Something about this seemed familiar. Was he part of some kind of squad as well.
Tomago slowly descended to the ground trying to stay out of sight but this would be much harder seeing that he was the only object in the sky. But to his surprise he landed with no issues. He continued to look over these people and wanted to know who was in charge. Tomago saw a woman and figured she might have been the one who was leading this Unit. Approaching the woman he let himself be known. "Hey! Woman!" He called out as he walked to her slowly. He was not sure if he could trust this woman or not so as he did approach he did so with caution. "What is your name?" He asked. The first step in knowing if he could trust her was if she gave her name. Not that he could give his as he had forgotten who he was. Tomago got about five feet from her before he stopped and crossed his arm and waited for the woman to respond.
while he waited he would glance over to her squad mates and make sure none of them would try to get the jump on him after all he was not their to harm any of them. Tomago just wanted some information. And Maybe if this woman could give him that it would jar his memory. Looking back to this woman he put his arms down to his side. He was attempting to make himself seem less Threatening as possible.
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Post by Emargine "Azure" Cerola on Jul 10, 2021 2:18:44 GMT -8
The mock battle was going rather well. Despite their disadvantage in elevation, the Evens were managing to push up toward the Odds. The latter, however, made effective use of what cover they did have, to provide suppression, and allow their extra hands to maneuver toward flanking positions. The question now was whether the Evens could break through, or if the Odds would end up flanking and eventually surrounding them. Cerola continued to watch with interest as half a squad from the Even side suddenly broke cover and intercepted an Odd attempt to flank. Someone was taking the initiative. Before another move could happen, however, her scouter beeped, alerting her to an incoming power level. It was approaching from above, albeit not in a particularly offensive case. It seemed almost relaxed, really. But the Dragoons were professional if nothing else. Already the immediate comm network was abuzz with reactions to this, and a number of the auxiliaries serving sentry duty were already springing to action. "Don't worry, Boss," Corporal Maples removed the safety on his rifle and shifted in the approaching signature's direction. "It's got a manageable power level. We got this."And this was true. The Dragoons were not unfamiliar with engaging in combat against empowered enemies. With their origins in the Golden Gate Army, surrounded in the Southern Demonlands by hostile demonic factions, there was no shortage of experience fighting against enemies with power levels that would turn any ordinary Earthling to red paste. There was no shortage of casualties for many Golden Gate grunts, but the Dragoons prided themselves on their ability to actually fight back not just successfully, but with a reduction of casualties. If they couldn't beat it, they knew how to get away from it alive. <<Security detail, stand down.>> The order was rather surprising, all things considered, but they were trained to listen and hear. Just because it sounded so out of the blue given the situation, however, she made sure to preemptively answer the obvious potential question. <<I repeat. Stand down. Let it through.>>Any possible dissent vanished and the security team resumed their patrol. If the Colonel doubled down on her order, then she damn well had a good reason to. Cerola put her scouter away as the incoming power level landed. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw that it was in fact a man with a particularly jagged hairdo. He called out to her specifically. Which made sense. She was, after all, the one who stood out the most. The General pretending to be a colonel turned her head to face him directly. Yes, she had seen this facial structure, hair, and power level many times before. Were he not missing a tail, she would have been 100% sure he was a Saiyan. The he asked for her name. Blunt and to the point, with the crossed armed demeanour that was oh so very Saiyan. And yet, there was some uncertainty about him. Not something you would notice if you weren't a trained expert, but it was there... As he waited for her answer, the probably Saiyan man looked around, likely to make sure things really were safe given how close he was to her now. He would see the war game proceeding as normal, the sentries patrolling, and the guards remaining at their posts. Corporal Maples moved aside as his Boss stepped forward to get closer to this new arrival. "I am Colonel Azure, commanding officer of the Private Military Company Azure's Dragoons. If this is your land, then I apologise on behalf of my unit. I had assumed this area was not private property, and decided to have my men set up here for some combat exercises."If nothing else, this was probably the most likely reason they were being accosted by this fellow. [640/949] Tomago
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Post by Tomago on Jul 12, 2021 19:53:39 GMT -8
The Saiyan looked at this woman with a bit of confusion as she spoke. " My land? No not at all, I'm not from this world but That is all that I can remember." Tomago said looking at the other squads a they did their drills. "I have come to see if you knew who or what I am." He said turning his gaze back to the woman. Not that he wouldn't mind owning some land but that was the truth of it. He fixed his armor, A he did his Tail came lose and hung down behind him. "So my I ask your help? I need to remember who I am." Tomago stated stepping a bit closer. He wanted to get a better look at this woman, he did not think that she was a bad person. In fact he had hoped that she was a decent person. If not then he might be in some trouble.
As he stood there and thought for a few moments, "The last thing I remember was sparing with a good friend of mine. Or at least I think he was a friend." Tomago stated again crossing his arms partly being lost in thought. He was trying very hard to remember that day. "So Miss, do you have any Ideas?" He asked. He again turned to the men who had been training and Smirked. "They are gonna fail the flanking move by the way." He Stated, he was unsure on how he knew that but only moments after he said it the first group got caught trying to flank by the second group. "you seem to have a nice squad here." Tomago stated and turned his eyes back to the General that had been masquerading as a lesser rank. Tomago waited for her to respond to everything she had been saying. One of the other members heard what he said about them failing and was some what surprised. This guy who had just only arrived was able to tell after only watching for a few moments. "Boss! may I ask a question, Is this the new recruit that HQ said they where going to send?" The Dragon Member asked. looking Tomago over.
He was also waiting for her reaction on how he was able to guess or predict the squad Failing, though in this case not failing but an opportunity to find another way to over come the odd if the flank failed, maybe if the squad that got caught during this mock battle used their heads they could still over come the odds. but maybe that was just the Saiyan within thinking. "Sorry, I did not mean to call your squads tactics out like that, I just saw a weak point is all and because of that I felt like I should have said something." Tomago stated hoping she would be cross with him. After all even he was a Saiyan after all and even if he did not remember what he was he still had that instinct deep within. Again he remained silent waiting for her to speak thought he was a put off by the other asking if he was a new squad mate. After all he had no clue who these people where. He just wanted answers.
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Post by Emargine "Azure" Cerola on Jul 13, 2021 6:25:08 GMT -8
The man quickly corrected this assumption, explaining that this was not his land. That he recalled he wasn't even from this planet at all... although that more or less summed it up for his recollections. As he turned to fix his armour, the missing piece of the puzzle fell out into place behind him. That all too familiar fuzzy tail she had seen on numerous battlefields. That at least was not surprising, and although while she had made some considerations given the high likelihood of his being a Saiyan, this just confirmed her suspicions. Cerola, however, was not one to lose sight of the big picture. Although deep within, she still resented this race for massacring her family, she understood that it was war. That they were casualties. And that this individual probably was not one of them. Whether he was born on this planet, or whether he was captured during the time of the war. Project Lemonade, the capture of Saiyan test subjects, had ceased long before her family was killed. And that simple rationalisation was enough to quench the fire. The amnesiac Saiyan asked for her help, and closed the gap between them further. She kept her eyes locked with his. Without shame or fear. Just the usual professionalism one might have in dealing with other people. That kind of discipline was necessary to keep such an organisation together. So on to the issue at hand: It was not easy to recover one's lost identity if not in the presence of friends. In fact, it was hard enough even with them around. His situation truly must have been desperate if he was asking help from a complete stranger. "I'm afraid I don't know who you are personally. However, your people should be easy enough to find."Cerola followed his gaze as he predicted the Odds' failure to flank the Evens. If anything, he was right. The Even interception was too quick, and the Odd flank attack was crushed before it could even fully take form. He might have forgotten who he was, but he was clearly learned and skilled in combat and tactics. Did ISLET have anything about him on their database? Was he a soldier from the War for Planet Plant? She would have to find out when the opportunity presented itself. Now if only the TSE didn't restrict access to so many files. At the end of the day, even a general such as her was merely a pawn for the Good Doctor. But she understood this. His decision to clone her meant that she had her use, out here learning about how the other factions on this world fought. The Saiyan complimented her troops and gave her time to continue. Before she could go on, however, PFC Campbell opened his mouth. She gave the auxiliary a look that, while it didn't look all too different from her normal stoic expression, lingered just long enough to let him know that it was out of line to interrupt this discussion. Sure, he was amazed by the Saiyan's tactical acumen, but that was no excuse to butt in. "No, Campbell. Those Baby Blues will be arriving in proper uniform, and I would've been informed if they were near. And those incoming don't have the kind of experience to make a prediction like this."Her words all but said there would be more than just one arriving today. The previously-flanking Odds quickly fell back to regroup as their squadmates rained suppressive fire to send the Even interception back behind cover. Someone threw a dummy grenade, and a number of Odds broke cover. That was an opportunity. The colonel gave him a smile. "Your insight is impressive, Sir. Bravo. Perhaps you have experience in some kind of tactical fighting force. I won't be surprised if you do, because you are a Saiyan." She pointed behind him. "That tail of yours is their signature physical attribute. Your people are proud and powerful warriors, spread out across the world, reveling in the joy of battle in its many forms. I might not know you by name. But that much, I can tell you with confidence."[693/1642] Tomago
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Post by Tomago on Jul 23, 2021 10:00:37 GMT -8
Tomago stood there for a little bit as she spoke, He was unsure of what to say. She knew what he was so that put his mind as ease to an extent, but he still did not know his name. He did not know who he was, only what. "A Saiyan? a Warrior race?" As he spoke images flashed though his mind of him being born on another planet but the faces where blank, as if he was not able to remember them. But then something else came across his mind, him as a Child being sent to different worlds. Yet he did not try to take them over, in fact he was trying to spread a message about his own people and how violent and dangerous they could be. Other Images came to his mind, him fighting someone not for battle but spar, did he have friends, Allies. As all these thoughts rushed through his mind he started to get dizzy. It was like someone broke open the damn. Finally his memory of being sent to earth for his Protection came to the front.
Even with all this information he still did not know his own name, but at least he had a better understanding on who he was even if his identity escaped him. He knew the memories did not come in any order and it would take some time before they properly arranged them self's within his mind. Looking over at the Woman he also knew what she was, though he did not wish her any Ill Will, even if they attacked first, or that is what the rumor that he remembered learning from his space pod. And this meant he should try kill her on sight, but unlike his Other Saiyan's he was not of Violent mindset, Sure he would defend himself if need be but he was not going to attack on sight just because of some bad blood in the past. Besides this Woman did not seem like a bad person, or at the moment she Seemed just like Warrior like him just doing her job. He looked back to her men, "They have Talent and potential keep up the training, if you can maybe teach them how to focus their KI. This will help them in the long run. Like if they run low or Empty on ammo it can serve as a surprise so when the enemy thinks they have an opening they don't" Tomago stated crossing his arms and looked back to General Cerola.
Tomago thought it would be a good idea to have her men trained in the Art of KI as it could serve as backup weapon if their normal means of attack was no longer effective or they ran out of ammo as he stated, though with her being a Tuffle he thought maybe she should "Amp" them up a bit. to give them better chance to take down someone who their weapons would not be effective on. But all this was really up too to her, after all it was her squad, he was just a "Visitor" that came looking for help. "So what do you Think?" Tomago asked, he wanted to see her idea on his thoughts with the different training idea, if she refused he would be fine with it, it was just more or less throwing an option other there for her to think about. Looking back at the man who intruded to see how he would take his suggestion. not that his thoughts mattered it was really only the Woman's thoughts that mattered to him. After all she was the "Boss" of these goons. (611/1,896)
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Post by Emargine "Azure" Cerola on Jul 31, 2021 7:08:10 GMT -8
What a curious situation this was. It was fortunate that a scant few of the troops here for the exercise were Tuffles. Most were natives, Baby Blues recruited and trained specifically to help excavate the object in the far north. Those few Tuffles actually with the general right now were solid rocks she could rely on. The type who didn't lose their cool so quickly just because a Saiyan was present. Although everyone selected to join the operation to infiltrate the world as Azure's Dragoons was capable of self-control, the very best, like the sorts with her right now, had something more fundamental. Like the general, they didn't harbour any hatred against the Saiyan race. Yes, they were committed to the mission, and perhaps willing to participate in whatever means to eliminate the Saiyan threat. But it was simply a pragmatic approach to the greater goal of ensuring their species' survival. Not because they despised the Saiyan race per se. And so, when they saw her calmly take this sudden visitor in a relaxed stride, they knew to follow suit. This was, after all, a disciplined unit. The amnesiac Saiyan continued to voice his observations. He was clearly not the usual sort who focused on the joy of battle or simply their own personal development. Rather, he had a more intellectual side to his words, far more practical than simply telling them to train harder. He understood they were primarily an armed force, and recommended ki training as a backup, or even a complement, rather than discarding the value of weapons entirely. Such an approach, she could very much appreciate. "A prudent recommendation. We do primarily train to engage Ki-wielding enemies. You see, my unit originated in the Southern Lands, where monsters and demons run rampant. Not everyone had the luxury of training their ki, and we came together under a larger paramilitary group that eventually collapsed. So, I teach what I know to these new recruits. But, I certainly see the value of that effective skillset."Of course, the option of enhancements was not out of the question. Cerola herself had been spliced with psionic gene clusters before she was reborn, and certain high ranking Tuffles within the unit also had their own enhancements. But given the unit's nature of infiltrating Earth culture, such things would stand out as abnormalities. Once the Baby Blues had proven themselves, perhaps it would be possible to consider ki training. "Perhaps if we could find or hire a willing trainer, then such a thing can be accomplished."[424/2066] Tomago
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