Galactic Marauder

Indie. Turles RP Account | Semi-Selective | Multiship

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“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.” [you can do this as some kind of canon spoof or with the u13 :3

“....Hm?” The man asks. He had ran into this kid in the halls-- they stopped for whatever reason, and he found himself staring. Why? 

Well... what the hell was a kid doing here? 

Ah, well- seemed like a newbie was a newbie. He may as well establish just who he was aboard this ship, maybe have a few laughs of his own in the process. A charming smile crossed his face as he composed himself.

“Oh, excuse me. I didn’t quite yet know that we had children aboard the ship. Where did the crew pluck you up from? Or do we simply have a little castaway hitching a ride?”

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“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.”

He just doesn’t budge, staring down the Supreme Kai of Time with that rather.... intimidating look. 

“Oh? And why would I do that? I don’t see what the big issue is, here. Am I really bothering you so?”

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Shit I’ve said to my cat; sentence starters

“What are you doing?”

“What did you knock over?”

“Don’t eat that!”

“What’s in your mouth? What do you have in your mouth?!?”

“Plastic isn’t food.”

“How did you get up there?”

“Are you stuck? You got yourself up there, you can get down.”

“I have to pee – can you move?”

“It’s so early, please stop.”

“I haven’t seen you in hours. Where were you hiding?”

“I know you’re trying to tell me something, I just don’t know what.”

“Don’t be mean! I’m just trying to love you!”

“You’re just the cutest thing ever.”

-points to mirror-  “That’s you!”

“I’m trying to take a picture of you, please stop moving.”

“You haven’t moved in hours.”

“How can you be such a bed hog? You’re so tiny!”

“You have the cutest nose.”

“Look at those feet-ies!”

“You’re like a gargoyle up there.”

“Don’t bite me, that’s rude.”

“You look so comfortable. I wish I could be that comfortable.”

“All you do is sleep and eat. That’s the life.”

“You are so lazy. You would not survive in the wild.”

“Could you blink, or something? You’re starting to freak me out.”

“Those squirrels look like they’re doing something shifty.”

- boops nose -

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He chuckles softly, satisfied with the answer. Turles adjusts his stance, lowering an arm to rest on his hip.

“I can be satisfied with that. Thank you, kindly.~”

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@gerudospiriit

The male appears, his usual sly and playful smile formed over his lips. His upper half was bare, exposing his well-defined form.

“I heard from a little bird that there was a competition going on. I hope a late challenger wouldn’t be too frowned upon.” 

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Things just weren’t going his way today- Turles was frustrated, just seeing this runt of a Saiyan blocking his attacks so effortlessly. Why was she capable of this-?! She’s supposed to be weak! Lower than a low class! Practically equal to the dirt he walks on-! He shouldn’t be struggling with a simple little fight like this one, Turles reasoned with himself.

His patience was wearing thin, and the uncertainty in the air only began to grow as the time passed.

The fact he stumbled to such a move, too... unbelieveable!

“Don’t pat yourself on the back just yet- that cockiness of yours is misplaced. I won’t let myself be bested by a whelp like you-!”

He leaped backwards, his ring of ki forming between two palms. Turles’s gaze went up to Kallion as he let out a yell and flung the energy towards her, the ring set to detonate regardless of the target. It was a bit of a gamble, but a strong attack nonetheless.

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Turles did his best to keep relaxed during the ordeal- sure, he had a degree of confidence pulling at his heart. But really? Things looked rather uncertain for him. He wasn’t sure what this so-called ‘Super Saiyan’ was actually capable of- the raising numbers on his scouter gave reason for concern. He’d best try to play it safe.

With his move completed, he had expected it to throw her off guard or at least land a decent hint- of course, this was an overestimation. Kallion jumped out of the way in a dodge, and soon after, disappeared from view altogether. He tensed and tried glancing around for any trace of her, using his scouter in what could have been an advantage-

He never got the chance.

“AGH-!” He growled out, feeling a sudden kick to the back. He stumbled forward and nearly fell, but was quick to whip around and send a kick her way.

“You little brat!” He snapped out in frustration.

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What was with that goofy look on her face? Turles was far past unamused, taking notice of Kallion’s almost childlike excitement. She looked like she had something to brag about, if he didn’t know any better.

Even her attitude was gaining a considerable boost, and her comment with his past.... setback had ticked off the older man. He remained silent for a moment, interest piquing despite his frustration. He had to see just why she was so confident in herself-

What the hell is this?! The golden locks, that violent energy he can see surging off her form- A look of shock crossed his features, disbelief evident on Turles’s face. Kallion was actually serious about this?!

He took a mental step back for a moment, however- Turles eased himself back into his proper state of mind, reasoning with himself that this very well may not be the end of his goals.

His usual smile creeped back onto his lips, and the man relaxed his form accordingly.

“Well... I’ll give you that. I wouldn’t have expected a runt to hold that kind of power. Then again... it might be something easier to achieve if that’s the case, no?” He speaks in a taunting tone, hands going behind his back as he leans in condescendingly. 

“I suppose this means I don’t have to hold anything back, regardless. Make this interesting for me- won’t you, Kid? I’d hate to be disappointed by this so-called legendary power.”

Turles is quick to straighten back up, hands shooting out from behind to reveal two charged ki blasts. He launches them at Kallion, movements fast and harsh.

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The man looked unamused as Kallion pressed back against his hand- not really doing much to actually move it away. The fact she lost her balance when she pulled away nearly put a smile on his face, however.

“Oh, my reasoning should be valid. I wouldn’t expect one of the Time Patrol’s dogs to understand.” The man relaxed once more, his irritated gaze resting upon the other. She really was a nuisance in his eyes- Did the Time Patrol really not have the common decency to send somebody else?! He was up for a fight before, but now, he was beginning to wonder if it was too late to leave...

Hearing of her team, Turles listened for a moment as she recalled the old legend. There really wasn’t a lot to it, he thought- it was just an old story. He was surprised a group of adults were talking about it, actually- but then again, it seems as though they assumed it to be just as full of nonsense.

Wait just a moment--

A grin crossed the man’s face at the claim, and he went to cross his arms. 

“You, a Super Saiyan?” He asks the girl.”Even if you were, I doubt it’s anything impressive, girl. Show me this ‘legendary’ form of yours, then. Let me see just how much of a flop this’ll be. You don’t even have the power level I’d expect of somebody with that supposed ‘ability’.”

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“Yes.... ‘luckily’ for me.” He comments, voice dripping with sarcasm. “But that isn’t something to be proud of. That slippery lizard isn’t very sufficient in what he does at all- his methods have come back to bite him,”

Pressing a hand casually to her forehead, Turles glances off to the side in a nonchalant fashion. “Mn... You know what, it’s fine. Leaving you running amok might knock down the number of patrollers by a few, if your behavior already wasn’t something to go off of...” He knocks her head a few times for emphasis, pulling his hand back.

“As for my fight with Kakarot, that is simply how it was. I had the weakling beneath my heel. I was tossing him around like little more than a ragdoll. Those screams of his... you’d have thought somebody was skinning a beast. 

I will admit.. I should have spared a moment to make sure he wouldn’t get that chance for another breath. There was no reasoning with that fool. As for his strength? A single insect will become a problem if left alive. Of course he’ll improve over time.”

His gaze trails up to Kallion upon hearing of a potential ‘Super Saiyan’ nearby... was she really just joking about this? She had to be delusional. But then again... what if this so-called legend was actually true?

“Oh...? And just who would this Super Saiyan be? I don’t believe in this little fairy tale of yours, kid. Unless I see one for myself, I don’t think such a thing is real.” 

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“Mhm... that kind of mindset is exactly what’s going to get you killed. I can’t make your decisions, though... but get on my nerves, and I won’t hesitate to be the one responsible for a body search.” The Saiyan taunts lightly, his eyes not once breaking from Kallion. He really didn’t expect much of her- to him, it looked a lot like a small mouse squaring up to a lion. The most he can do is just have his fun in pushing her buttons, he figured.

“Smarter Saiyan... there’s a lot of smart Saiyans amongst us, yes. But there isn’t anybody I know of in your little workplace that are anything near impressive... I’m sure leaving them alone should be a health code violation.”

Hearing the mention of his own previous defeat, however- that did turn his mood just the slightest bit sour. Oh, how he despised the memory of that day. He was all too eager to shoot the other a rather unamused look. 

“Mn... And would you like to test that ‘cannon fodder’ theory? I’m starting to wonder about putting your confidence to the test.”

He pulls himself away for a moment, that distasteful look remaining on his face. “And... ‘Goku’... I believe you’re referring to Kakarot. If he has you calling him by that clownish name he’s so fond of, it just goes to prove how much of an embarrassment he is. I had the fool cornered when we last fought- it was by a stroke of luck things ended the way they did.”

Hearing mention of the Super Saiyan, though-? The male raised a brow at this. What the hell was she going on about?

“Super Saiyan? You really are just a child. That legend is little more than a myth. Just a bedtime story the young ones are told, I’d even say.”

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“Mhm.... whatever lets you sleep at night, Kid,” Turles hums out in a nonchalant tone. Upon flicking the stem at Kallion’s head and getting that chance to relish in her reaction, he found himself grinning smugly. “Anywho... I wander as I please, and I work where I need to. As I said, don’t stick your nose where it doesn’t belong.”

His own brows furrowed as that malicious smirk remained on his face, his smile relaxing the slightest bit as he observes the other. Not worthy of knowing her instructor...? Alright... she’s going to be stubborn. 

Turles takes a bite from his apple once more, swallowing once he had finished what he had in his mouth. Her little show of frustration did little to nothing to intimidate Kallion- in fact, he simply took the time to toss the apple core aside and wipe his mouth clean from the fruit’s juices. As she got up in his face, he simply straightened back up as his hands went to fold over his chest.

“Oh..? Not worthy, you say? Fine, keep your mouth shut on it. I doubt it’s anybody too impressive... even I wouldn’t want to take a pipsqueak under my wing. Even if I did, I’d put them to use as some good cannon fodder.” His sly little chuckle escaped from behind his teeth, and his tail tightened around his waist.

“You poor fool... If there’s a way to attain power, it’s best to take it. That’s how the strong survive and thrive.. Turning down those opportunities...? I can’t say I’d feel bad for the inevitable. You have yourself to blame. 

Even so, I don’t need any fruit to be rid of you.”

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   ‘Not necessarily part of the crew’? This was rather new on the general’s part. He nods slightly in turn, taking the information to mind… he’d have to learn more about this later. It certainly piqued his interest. That… and he couldn’t be the only one left in the dark about this, now could he? The Saiyan was rather known for his knowledge on what the word on the street was, after all. It just wouldn’t be like him to simply sit down and sit still without unearthing a little bit of what went on with the crew.

   “Is that so…? Welcome aboard, either way, Nabooru. It’s quite the accomplishment to get some training in with the prince. As for an alliance… I’m sure we’ll all get along nicely. I’d say getting audience with Vegeta is enough to say there’s a good chance. ”

   A  soft chuckle leaves the man’s throat, and he extends a hand in offering- despite his rogue-ish habits, he was still one for formalities.

   ”And you can call me ‘Turles’.”

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legit just realized sessionsbox off’d itself on me and my reply posted to my main UGHHHH

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GOD DAMN IT

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    It didn’t get past the general whenever the doctor brushed past him, seeming rather eager to make an exit from the conversation. Hm... a bit strange, but he may have caught things in a bad time. No matter! A report was well-deserved, and he didn’t want to keep the prince waiting longer than necessary.

    The initial distaste Turles had caught before seemed to be replaced by a pleased expression- one definitely more favorable to anybody who knew the ruler. Thankfully, the savvy warrior knew how to handle each situation accordingly and efficiently.

    “Call it a bit of a complication, if you will. The issue didn’t lay with our new business partners, I’ll be upfront with that now. We happened upon a band of...  rogues... who thought they’d be getting an easy ticket to bounty. We handled them as swiftly as possible.”

    A brief pause ensued as Turles thought of more to add to his detailed report. “I’m going to have to admit that they had their numbers on them, they actually managed to slow us down. We had to send out some pods to dispel them and scout the area before continuing on... I didn’t want to risk damaging the cargo.”

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Who is this guy? He looks like Kakarot- but something was... off. He furrows his brows upon looking at the other, eyeing him with some irritation. Not at the fact he was called a ‘copycat’, no- he was moreso just irked to see who he otherwise would have assumed to be his old enemy.

“Excuse me?” He questions the other. “Who are you?”

Son Goku... That’s right. That was the name the lower class had been calling himself, he vaguely remembered.

“And don’t go comparing me to that disgrace- we may share some similarities, but the differences couldn’t be more pressing, either. I’d say you’re the one who has to worry about looking more like him, anyhow.”