[D] Outland Unit (Day 3 and after)

[Burter]

PCs: Broli, Minoshia, Piccolo Daimoun, Bulma, King Cold


Now broken off from Forlani, Reilan continues travelling

[Minoshia]

As they left the allied village the konat watched anxiously as one half of the dual unit departed in a separate direction. The prince?s sense of direction wasn?t a talent he chose to brag about, it was one of the few things that completely confused him. He followed the line of marching, without attempting to try and decipher the direction in which they were heading. The only direction Minoshia was good at following was the trail of an enemy, and as they continued to walk, the scent began to grow stronger in his nostrils. The real war was on the brink of exploding; it was inevitable and unstoppable. The only question that remained was who would be the first victim of the slaughtering machine, also known as the Dante Forces.

The soldiers walked in uniform motion, their feet crushing the fertile soil of the planet simultaneously, A well-oiled killing machine. The commanding officer, as well as the lieutenant himself waited the moment to throw the destructive power of their machine into high gear. The Dark Child had fallen back and walked beside the troops, watching his feet as he trudged along on the crisp dirt. His brain was so in tuned to battle, so ready to unleash its rage that he was getting frequently sidetracked. His thoughts kept bouncing back to memories of tearing men into pieces, incinerating towns, executing opponents who begged for mercy. With so much blood lust circulating around the planet, it was incredibly difficult to restrain himself from sprinting forward and diving headfirst into battle.

He quickened his pace as he attempted to focus on the marching at hand. The gold haired commanding officer stood tall over the rest of the crowd, of course Minoshia recognized him from the days of his glory with the Cold Industries Army. The being that spoke with him earlier also resembled a Changeling. It was almost like a reunion for the Konat. He needed something to take his mind of his memories, and his need to kill something, perhaps speaking with one of these individuals would aid him in this task.

As he quickened his pace, he found he gained similar looks from the soldiers that he got from the old woman at the sign up booth before he even joined this tournament. It wasn?t the blood red glimmer in his eyes this time because his head lingered towards the ground. Perhaps it was because he was only a child, or perhaps they had heard of his prior achievements. The prince tried to ignore the stares, but it found it harder and harder. He quickened his pace again and quickly found himself walking besides the commanding officer Broli.

[Broli]

He was anxious, at best. Possessing his own array of predictions as to where the enemy troops were located, what Broli feared the most was the possibility of them walking into a trap. The land was unrecorded to the Saiya-Jin, his eyes piercing over the landscape as the troope marched onward. He thought back to his last moments with his king, Vejita I. Earlier that day, the two units had departed, having taken on new unit names due to the growing threat of an information leak. He only hoped that Vejita Ou had been successful in taking the port, as it was a necessary location for the Dante forces to gain a foothold outside of their territory.

His thoughts broke as he found himself marching with a younger soldier at his side. He could tell by the soldier?s facial features that a Konat was standing next to him. As the Konat looked up at the Commander, he recognized the face of a friend from ages past. ?Minoshia? I?m glad to have you with me.?

Minoshia nodded in agreement, though neither of them broke their stern faces to show a smile of companionship. ?Glad to be here, Broli.?

The two had not encountered one another since the first uprising of the Cold Industries Army, an alliance designed to gain complete domination over an array of vital planets in order to control the solar system. They had been successful, for a time, before the alliance crumbled. Either way, Broli had recalled Minoshia being a tenacious fighter, one who did not give up despite wildly unfortunate odds. His past experience with the Konat, in fact, had led him to draft the warrior in the first place. The Konat had yet to fail the Saiya-Jin, and Broli didn?t expect him to.

?You?re different,? noted the Saiya-Jin.

Minoshia looked to the ground, saying nothing. But it was there, a darkness that Burori could feel, regardless of the lack of any affirmation from his Lieutenant. Broli didn?t know what to think of it. It was clear that his second in command possessed a lust for battle deep inside of him. Broli hoped, as they marched together, that the Konat would be able to use it when the time came. An undeniable power existed within Minoshia, one that would rip apart any who stood in the way of Team Outland.

And so they marched onward.

OOC: Just marching, marching, marching.

[Kirano]

Although joyful, it did not stop her being pessimistic at times. Especially during a war, you just had to think the worst. So what horrors were to come? Would there be any? When would the fights begin? Had they already begun for the other Dante groups? What about the other forces? It was not that she was concerned about them, she was just anxious to know if anything had kicked off.

As for her unit, they continued to march on in unknown territory. The sky had darkened since they began the day?s adventure. The grey sky kicked in. Bulma looked up for a few seconds, gazing up at its, silence.

Nice, and calm.

She then faced her front, continuing her trek through the outlands. She began to think about Medena. She wondered what force the demon was drafted into. She would have wished it were Dante, but unfortunately, that was not the outcome. There was no way of getting around the possibility that she could possibly encounter her at any time. The semi angel was not in her force, which meant she was an enemy, for now. The true test would come when she would have to eliminate her. For Dante, she would have to. She had no choice; she had to impress the rest of them.

Speaking of impression, she had no idea what General Broli?s thoughts about her were. With the intent on discovering his thoughts, she quickened her pace, heading towards the front, until she was within a parallel walking distance with the saiyan himself. She seemed even smaller standing by his big and muscular side.

Geez, check out his huge muscles. He?s no wimp.

Despite his monstrous physique, she felt safe around him. On his other side, was a Konat in his youth. She had heard rumours about these creatures existence, but never had she encountered one until now. He did not seem tough, but to have made it this far to Dante, he had to possess strength. ?Hello General Broli. I am Bulma Brief?s, a warrior and a great scientist from Planet Earth,? she said cockily, hoping to impress him. ?And I promise to do the best I can. One hundred percent is all you?ll receive from me, nothing less,? she told him, saluting him. ?Hey Mr Konat,? she said in a jolly tone, with her face lit up. ?You are a Konat, right? If so, then the rumours are true, Konat?s do exist. Therefore, you must forgive me for my careless research regarding your race.?

Now, I?m anxious to find out the true extent of a Konat?s abilities. I must admit he?s cute.

OOC: Marching and conversing with Broli and Mino.

[Minoshia]

Konats really exist? Minoshia chuckled to himself a bit, the girl obviously had never heard of him before, which shocked him because she looked like an Earthling. He instantly remembered the travesties the prince had enjoyed committing to the people of that wretched planet. How can she not know who we are Minoshia? The Konat instantly sighed, the voice inside his head had returned, for better or for worse. In order to keep it quiet, almost instantly the dark child turned and the girl and questioned her on the matter.

?Do you know who I am girl?? The Konat turned to her, looking past the erect chest of his muscular companion. His menacing tone caught her off guard, but she didn?t seem to mind all too much. She shrugged her shoulders with an estranged look on her face, as if to counter with her own question. Should she know him? The hell spawn turned his head back towards the ground and shook his head a bit, chuckling to himself. He felt somewhat interested in conversing with this being, which was awkward for him. Usually people annoyed him. Usually the people that tried to talk to him were the people that were found lying in gutters, organs falling out of their bodies.

?I?m Bulma.? The girl appeared at his side. He had let his guard down for a moment and she had switched from being on Broli?s left side to his own right. He was getting sloppy. She seemed wholeheartedly interested in speaking with the Konat. Obviously she didn?t get the memo that he hated social interactions, especially with those he didn?t trust, let alone people he didn?t know.

?Minoshia.? The Konat grunted, flashing his teeth and turning his head towards Bulma. He looked her in the eyes, letting her see his face. He wanted to show her the evil that possessed her, let her look into his eyes and see what he had seen. His eyes held the secrets to his past. His horrible, demented, disgusting passed seeped through his cloudy eyes. He let his memories slip back into his head; he knew what would happen to his eyes. It had been happening to him for years.

A slideshow of images flashed into his mind. He tore a woman?s head in half, letting her blood spill at his feet. He bathed in the slaughtered filth of millions of innocent women and children. He executed victims, beheading them and holding their detached skulls as a sign of victory. He laughed while doing this, hanging heads behind his throne. He watched his brother die, over and over again. He poisoned a child who was his ally, and watched him vomit his own intestines through his mouth, dying the most painful death imaginable. He betrayed his friends, and strangled his former leader with a string, pulling the breath from his lungs. As everything began turning black in his mind Minoshia saw himself standing alone, he had always been so alone, on a hillside somewhere on Earth-sei, below him hundreds of dead innocents lay unburied?

As he watched himself commit acts of treachery, his anger boiled and his blood lust began to grow inside him. He was cursed, cursed by Dabura to continuously commit these acts of violence. His eyes transformed as he let the cage unlock, letting his rage slowly filter out. White circlets with green irises darkened steadily, until nothing but Black emptiness filled his eyes. Blood red sparkles occasionally flashed across the void. He hoped she understood who he was now, it was the only way he could explain the atrocity that he embodied. She stood quiet, a cold breeze flashed through their position. Followed by monstrous noise nearby. Minoshia looked at Broli, who had his vision set onto something in front of him. The Konat had been sidetracked; he knew the sound of battle when he heard it.

?It?s chilly?? Bulma broke the awkward silence with a quick statement. Minoshia lifted both his hands and watched calmly as two bright flames arose in his hands. She looked in awe as the Konat created fire. Bulma looked up at the Konat, but couldn?t help but smile at her facial expression. Minoshia smiled for the first time in a long time, but it was quickly erased as the sounds of battle grew in his ears.

OOC_ Minoshia Opens up to Bulma. And then he hears battle.