Dragonball M, Chapter 2: Lighthouse! Across the Shores of Shattered Time!

[MrSandman]

"...W..Whoa.....this is...." Lillet mouthed timidly as she eyed events from off to the side. She had been following behind Helena and Parsley, but before reaching the plaza she had opted for a quick sideline observation before committing herself to introductions or sudden meetings...certainly not because she felt a familiar energy and was suffering from a sudden, violent case of stage fright.

Helena had no such issue however, and was eye scanning the group, both here and arriving, for Etrina....with no luck in the end.

"Hrmp....." Helena muttered in annoyance. "......." She passed her gaze over the group again, this time looking for someone who looked the most likely to be agreeable and show her where her mage friend had run off too."

"SA~RA~DA!"

A voice erupted from behind, and as Helena turned in surprise her face was impacted by something large, soft and deadly....and her short stature meant the girl was launched a fair distance

The object was the eldest Erosa, having detected the returning power of the group. "Your back~ero......eh.......Oh dear, did I kill her." The Erosa walked over and gave Helenas prone body a poke, then returned her attention to the group and specifically to Sarada. "How was your trip ara, we're already reheating the food for you."

[Miburo]

"Ah, it certainly does feel good to be back," Blizzar sighed, glancing up towards the sky. "The Chaff...it's gone! This is, perhaps, fortuitous as I certainly owe GP HQ a long overdue status report..." he stretched, setting his massive haul upon the lookout floor and sitting on top of it as he began to set up a communications relay.

"...Is that so?' Blizzar questioned, looking up at the Saiyan. "The way I recall it, you were to receive 65% of the money I'd earned....betting on you. Which, of course, would discount your final two bouts as I was too indisposed to cast any sort of bet."

"While we're on the subject." Held interjected, still a bit worn from the days events, "I suppose it's time to divy up the spoils, eh?"

Held smiled to himself, recalling how Incenio had been left penniless and destitute, his terrible ambitions broken down into rubble. It was truly a cold day for the Acrosian.

"I mean, last I checked, that betting pool went pretty well..."

Sarada's eyes narrowed, but she couldn't dispute that. That was the agreement, after all. "Fine, then hand it over."

Held laughed, "I'm saddened Blizzar. I would have thought you would have bet against Sarada just to avoid the risk of having to pay her....Or I guess, abstain from betting during those rounds, but that would be pretty boring..."

[KingofPie]

Sarada's eyes narrowed, but she couldn't dispute that. That was the agreement, after all. "Fine, then hand it over."

Blizzar shook his head and raised a brow. Perhaps...one last gamble.

"Cash...or credits?" The Arcosian asked the Saiyan regent

Speaking from behind, "You all just went so you could gamble?" Dash smirked, "If ah had known, ah'd have given you some money to wager fo' me. Did you just bet on Sarada? Thou' ah guess the odds were in her favor."

"I bet on whoever I was sure would win. I'm fairly lucky in that regard, you see," Blizzar informed her. "Of course, my primary goal for attending was to assist in seeimg our mission through. I'd like to think I did fairly well in that, regard," he patted the bag he say upon.

"Oi!" Charco called out, visibly exhausted as he approached, "Win any dough on me?"

While he hadn't fought with money in mind, at the end of the day, he was still an unemployed high school drop out.

"Probably best you didn't bet the last bout. I don't think anyone rooted for me, especially your boy Incenio. He had his heart so set on Sarada he never even acknowledged me."

Blizzar offered a shrug. "I did bet on you, in fact, but I must apologize, Charco. If you want any recompense, it will have to come later. I had time to take into account would I would owe Sarada, but not you...not yet."

[Yun Lao]

Blizzar offered a shrug. "I did bet on you, in fact, but I must apologize, Charco. If you want any recompense, it will have to come later. I had time to take into account would I would owe Sarada, but not you...not yet."

"That's cool," He replied, not bothering to put up much of a resistance to an excuse. Unlike those with Saiyan biology, he was exhausted in many ways and it was clearly showing now.

"Ehhh... just maybe throw me a couple of zeni in the future and we'll be even."

[KingofPie]

"While we're on the subject." Held interjected, still a bit worn from the days events, "I suppose it's time to divy up the spoils, eh?"

Held smiled to himself, recalling how Incenio had been left penniless and destitute, his terrible ambitions broken down into rubble. It was truly a cold day for the Acrosian.

"I mean, last I checked, that betting pool went pretty well...

"If you insist....though I'm inclined to believe that we both won our own respective prizes, eh?" Blizzar chuckled. "What did you manage to scrounge up?"

Held laughed, "I'm saddened Blizzar. I would have thought you would have bet against Sarada just to avoid the risk of having to pay her....Or I guess, abstain from betting during those rounds, but that would be pretty boring..."

"Did you see the look on that poor bastard Incenio's face every time he lost?" Blizzar smirked. "It was well worth any future ramifications."

[KingofPie]

"That's cool," He replied, not bothering to put up much of a resistance to an excuse. Unlike those with Saiyan biology, he was exhausted in many ways and it was clearly showing now.

"Ehhh... just maybe throw me a couple of zeni in the future and we'll be even."

"Duly noted," Blizzar responded cheerfully. He was partly disappointed Charco didn't want to strike up a deal, but he remained thankful thay there was one less person gunning after his money.

[Miburo]

"If you insist....though I'm inclined to believe that we both won our own respective prizes, eh?" Blizzar chuckled. "What did you manage to scrounge up?"

"Say what you will about the guy, but he's certainly got good taste." Held said, nodding slightly, "It'll take me a bit of time to even figure out how to catalogue some of this stuff. I guess the weapons and armor will be easy enough with enough patience, but....I don't know if I should keep the heaps of swag I found, or try and sell it somehow."

He paused, rubbing his chin, "I'm sure some of it even has historical value in that world, given the type of Jackass Incenio was, but I don't know if it's ethical to sell them, since they might also still exist in this world....Then again, they might not."

I almost wish I had kept that third spear. It was a fine weapon....Nah. It's better I left it in that world, so Samson and the others can bury that guy with it.

He shrugged. "I'll sleep on it. What did you find? You have a good poker face, but you practically started singing when we made it to that computer."

"Did you see the look on that poor bastard Incenio's face every time he lost?" Blizzar smirked. "It was well worth any future ramifications."

"Ahahahaha!" The Nevadian exclaimed in amusement, recalling the times Incenio was unfortunate.

"Talk about a sore loser. You'd have think he risked everything he owned on that tournament."

Held pursed his lips.

"Well, I guess he kind of did, but that was just the price he paid for being a jackass."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"Oi!" Charco called out, visibly exhausted as he approached, "Win any dough on me?"

While he hadn't fought with money in mind, at the end of the day, he was still an unemployed high school drop out.

"Probably best you didn't bet the last bout. I don't think anyone rooted for me, especially your boy Incenio. He had his heart so set on Sarada he never even acknowledged me."

Sarada scoffed. "Of course he'd be more interested in me. Why would he bother with some boring human when he could have me, a Super Saiyan?"

In truth, she was glad she didn't have to face Incenio in private, one on one like the other champions before did. If she hadn't had the idea to power through the paralysis he injected her with, and didn't have any backup to give her the time needed to do it, she would probably be dead right now. That was all an uncomfortable bit of speculation and what-if, but it did make her realize how dangerous the situation she and the others were in really was.

"Anyway, here." She tossed him the ruby gem that had originally been the grand prize. "It's pretty worthless now, but at least it'll make for a nice story."

"While we're on the subject." Held interjected, still a bit worn from the days events, "I suppose it's time to divy up the spoils, eh?"

Held smiled to himself, recalling how Incenio had been left penniless and destitute, his terrible ambitions broken down into rubble. It was truly a cold day for the Acrosian.

"I mean, last I checked, that betting pool went pretty well..."

Held laughed, "I'm saddened Blizzar. I would have thought you would have bet against Sarada just to avoid the risk of having to pay her....Or I guess, abstain from betting during those rounds, but that would be pretty boring..."

She figured a cheat like Blizzar would try to cheat her out of hard earned money by just not betting on her. She supposed that Incenio trying to kill him - or whatever the case was that led to him being thrust into the battle the way that he was - saved him from having to answer to Sarada and her demands for money cash. He was lucky she was only asking for what little she was. She had half a mind to demand her cut from all his earnings, not just what he made from her.

Blizzar shook his head and raised a brow. Perhaps...one last gamble.

"Cash...or credits?" The Arcosian asked the Saiyan regent.

She narrowed her eyes, and thought very hard about this. Cash, well that was easier to count out right then and now, and she could watch over his shoulder and stop him from trying any funny business. Credits would be easier to transfer to her account on Vocado.

Hm.

After about a minute of internal deliberation, she decided on the obvious choice. "Cash."

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"...W..Whoa.....this is...." Lillet mouthed timidly as she eyed events from off to the side. She had been following behind Helena and Parsley, but before reaching the plaza she had opted for a quick sideline observation before committing herself to introductions or sudden meetings...certainly not because she felt a familiar energy and was suffering from a sudden, violent case of stage fright.

Helena had no such issue however, and was eye scanning the group, both here and arriving, for Etrina....with no luck in the end.

"Hrmp....." Helena muttered in annoyance. "......." She passed her gaze over the group again, this time looking for someone who looked the most likely to be agreeable and show her where her mage friend had run off too."

"SA~RA~DA!"

A voice erupted from behind, and as Helena turned in surprise her face was impacted by something large, soft and deadly....and her short stature meant the girl was launched a fair distance

The object was the eldest Erosa, having detected the returning power of the group. "Your back~ero......eh.......Oh dear, did I kill her." The Erosa walked over and gave Helenas prone body a poke, then returned her attention to the group and specifically to Sarada. "How was your trip ara, we're already reheating the food for you."

"Huh?"

While she was negotiating with Blizzar, a commotion rang out from somewhere nearby. A familiar voice was the root cause, as usual. As she turned to face her, she beheld... someone getting a face full of Erosa's titties and getting jettisoned some distance away. Weird. That looked and sounded like one of those annoying ass magicians from Etrina's school or whatever. Hm.

More concerning and distressing was Erosa's form. Her boobs had gotten even larger since the last time she saw her, as had her hands. The latter had turned into... metal bear claws... for some reason. Sarada frowned and watched her bound over to the fallen mage, then back to her.

"Why do you keep changing so much?" she inquired with narrowed eyes. She sighed and shook her head. "The tournament was more headache-inducing than it had any business being - mainly due to certain parties making things far more difficult than they should have been. I finished in second, behind Charco." At hearing food, her stomach growled loudly. "Ugh, yeah, food sounds great. But first, I really need a shower. Or a hot bath, really."

[MrSandman]

"Huh?"

While she was negotiating with Blizzar, a commotion rang out from somewhere nearby. A familiar voice was the root cause, as usual. As she turned to face her, she beheld... someone getting a face full of Erosa's titties and getting jettisoned some distance away. Weird. That looked and sounded like one of those annoying ass magicians from Etrina's school or whatever. Hm.

More concerning and distressing was Erosa's form. Her boobs had gotten even larger since the last time she saw her, as had her hands. The latter had turned into... metal bear claws... for some reason. Sarada frowned and watched her bound over to the fallen mage, then back to her.

"Why do you keep changing so much?" she inquired with narrowed eyes. She sighed and shook her head. "The tournament was more headache-inducing than it had any business being - mainly due to certain parties making things far more difficult than they should have been. I finished in second, behind Charco." At hearing food, her stomach growled loudly. "Ugh, yeah, food sounds great. But first, I really need a shower. Or a hot bath, really."

"A Bath? A......OH!" The Erosa suddenly looked distressed, as if she had forgotten something. "....ohhh....that would have been the perfect time to do that....and I missed the chance, what a bother. Always next time I suppose....Ero" The Id then turned her focus to the initial question. "Hehehe....this isn't a new form, this is a new technique. You'll see more soon ara.....just come back the cafe when your done cleaning up, Erosa has something extra special for you."

The id turned, and though she was smiling she still seemed hung up on whatever it was she had forgotten.

So hung up she stepped on the mage on the way out without realizing, electing a muffled groan of pain.

[bruceleegreyhulk]

"I have my own way to collect this debt." Meagan then landed behind the vortex machine. As Solarius engages both Incenio and Char, she uses this opportunity to approach the machine from a safe angle. Reopening her Third Eye briefly, Meagan reaches out and creates a minor EMP surge that shorts out the power grid. It is enough to shut down the machine without completely damaging it.

Pulling out a capsule, She opens it up, encapsulates the machine, then places the capsule back in it's carrying case.

Taking flight again, "My thanks, Solarius."


Turning to Althena, "Let's go home. Our work is done here." Aiming for the Casino, she takes flight at a pace that allows her fellow guardian to catch up.


OOC: Cleared it with Cleric

Althena follows Meagan.

Time Forward .

In her room Qaztoh has just finished making some kind of strange device, " Hmm this prototype Quantum Ambient Toxin collector should do for now , and it will allow Praxat to use her F#$king poison generation more efficiently. Which is what counts, and if there's any F#$king kinks , I'll just F#$king iron them out in the next damn model ," Qaztoh said.


Praxat is just standing there holding a handbook , " Okay we're one step closer to stopping that mad doctor, but before we plan our next move I think we should talk strategy . As for those clips with those horrible monsters. They were quite disturbing, but were also very insightful, and if we know about these things abilities beforehand. We can come up with a strategy to deal with these Dreadnaughts in case they do showing up here," Praxat said.

[Sub-Zero MKA]

"A Bath? A......OH!" The Erosa suddenly looked distressed, as if she had forgotten something. "....ohhh....that would have been the perfect time to do that....and I missed the chance, what a bother. Always next time I suppose....Ero" The Id then turned her focus to the initial question. "Hehehe....this isn't a new form, this is a new technique. You'll see more soon ara.....just come back the cafe when your done cleaning up, Erosa has something extra special for you."

The id turned, and though she was smiling she still seemed hung up on whatever it was she had forgotten.

So hung up she stepped on the mage on the way out without realizing, electing a muffled groan of pain.

She couldn't help but wonder what it was that Erosa seemed to have forgotten, but resisted the urge to ask. She really didn't think she was going to like the answer. She did know that she really didn't like the idea of Erosa having any kind of surprise waiting for her in the kitchen. If there was one thing she hated almost as much as someone messing with Ishtar, it was someone messing with her food.

With narrowed, suspicious eyes, she replied, "Alright. I won't be long." With that said, she took off her armor and her under armor and tucked it all under her arm. "Guess I should wash this shit." She dared to take a whiff and immediately recoiled. "Blech!" The sooner she got in the bath, the better.

Parsley sighed and shook her head.

"Don't act so high and mighty, sis," she chided as she started toward the main building.

"I don't walk around naked in public," she retorted.

"Eh. It's nothing they haven't seen before." That, of course, harked back to the time when she fought Jack naked while he was sleep-walking years ago. Ah, good times. Things were much simpler back then.

She reached to spot where Helena was sprawled on the floor and squatted down over her. "Hey," she said while poking her in the face with her tail. "You alright, magic girl?"

[bruceleegreyhulk]

Althena stands next to Meagan , "Thank goodness we are out of that awful place," Althena said.

[Yun Lao]

Sarada scoffed. "Of course he'd be more interested in me. Why would he bother with some boring human when he could have me, a Super Saiyan?"

In truth, she was glad she didn't have to face Incenio in private, one on one like the other champions before did. If she hadn't had the idea to power through the paralysis he injected her with, and didn't have any backup to give her the time needed to do it, she would probably be dead right now. That was all an uncomfortable bit of speculation and what-if, but it did make her realize how dangerous the situation she and the others were in really was.

"Anyway, here." She tossed him the ruby gem that had originally been the grand prize. "It's pretty worthless now, but at least it'll make for a nice story."

"Truly he was too distracted by the spiky blond hair to realize that I had whupped you," He replied, catching the ruby that had been the main objective for that entire trip, "It's not a parade in my honor, but it'll do for now..."

Pocketing the gem, he walked from the others and approached one of the outer walls of the Lookout's main building, where he would initially lean but ultimately end up sitting against. His motivation empty, all he could do now was relax and wait for his hunger, need to sleep, or need to bathe to convince him to get back to his feet.

[KingofPie]

"Say what you will about the guy, but he's certainly got good taste." Held said, nodding slightly, "It'll take me a bit of time to even figure out how to catalogue some of this stuff. I guess the weapons and armor will be easy enough with enough patience, but....I don't know if I should keep the heaps of swag I found, or try and sell it somehow."

He paused, rubbing his chin, "I'm sure some of it even has historical value in that world, given the type of Jackass Incenio was, but I don't know if it's ethical to sell them, since they might also still exist in this world....Then again, they might not."

I almost wish I had kept that third spear. It was a fine weapon....Nah. It's better I left it in that world, so Samson and the others can bury that guy with it.

He shrugged. "I'll sleep on it. What did you find? You have a good poker face, but you practically started singing when we made it to that computer."

"Well, could you blame me? It was practically operatic!" Blizzar grinned widely. "The dashing hero..." he pointed at himself with his thumb. "And his sidekicks of varying import, raided the demon's castle and walked away with his most valuable treasures."

"Which is to say, among other things, I now own the deed to his casino. Perhaps one might count that as a loss due to the immense damage we've inflicted upon it, but..." Blizzar gave a sly smirk. "Let us just say I know who to bill for damages and leave it at that."

"I've also managed to secure the deeds for quite a large number of planets Incenio had managed gain ownership of....if any of these planatoids exist in our own timeline, such findings may have some beneficial merits."

"Ahahahaha!" The Nevadian exclaimed in amusement, recalling the times Incenio was unfortunate.

"Talk about a sore loser. You'd have think he risked everything he owned on that tournament."

Held pursed his lips.

"Well, I guess he kind of did, but that was just the price he paid for being a jackass."

"In the state, we've left him...I believe that's the last price he'll be able to afford," Blizzar snorted.

She narrowed her eyes, and thought very hard about this. Cash, well that was easier to count out right then and now, and she could watch over his shoulder and stop him from trying any funny business. Credits would be easier to transfer to her account on Vocado.

Hm.

After about a minute of internal deliberation, she decided on the obvious choice. "Cash."

"Very well, I suppose we did have a deal," Blizzar sighed, perhaps not sounding as disappointed as Sarada would hope. "And just to make sure these transactions are being made on the up and up....I've recorded our previous conversation."

"It truly does pain me to part with money so justly earned, you know," the Arcosian practically yawned, standing up to open the swag bag. "Do you happen to have something to carry your prize money in, your highness?" He asked, overly earnest.