The Sacred Land of Korin is what lies at the base of Korin Tower itself while being surounded by a vast forested region known as Korin Forest, and what rests right at the base of the tower is the village home to the Karinga Tribe known as Karinga Village.
✧The Saiyan, whether or not his grab was successful, would quickly notice that the sources of power belonging to the supposed enemy had disappeared, a look of disappointment quickly coming to his face as he remained in free fall. With his weight, the larger Saiyan fell down toward the Earth fairly quickly, quickly passing what appeared to be a smaller roofed structure that was bellow the Look Out. Not caring what it was and taking his time during the fall, Pars began to focus his senses in a effort to see what energy he could recognize right away, one of which of course was Runi, making the large Saiyan somewhat thankful. As for the other sources, he could tell the two older Saiyans he came to knew were still up there as well, their names he hasn't cared to remember fully yet. The one source of power that kept him on his toes, the one that provided him a momentary distraction from his distress from his missing comrade, was still here along with the other new large sources of power. That at the very least made him smirk rather excitedly, Pars turning his head over to where he could sense it. What he would give to go over there and join in on the fight. But from what he could sense from Daiko and the Frost Demon he left with before they flew off too far for him to pick up on, he knew it wouldn't be a contest, he wouldn't be a challenge, and as much as that frustrated him, it also reinvigorated the warrior within. He was reminded of how he was nowhere near ready to fight with the Frost Demon one could call his surrogate father, idol, or even goal. Geridza was still a far away star Pars was chasing, and after today, he would have to continue along the path while also preparing himself for getting Sev back to him and Runi, one sparring partner is fine, but having two to play with at the same time meant for better results.
Throwing a fist toward the sun with a confident grin, Pars would quickly correct his stance, posture, and energy, leveling it all out to reduce the impact of the fall he was about to experience. For the unknowing Karinga people below, they would have an encounter with a warrior they would meet again in the not so distant future. Like a meteor, Pars struck down onto the Earth in a standing position, his feet creating deep imprints into the soil beneath him, the impact causing a notable shake. Around him were the Karinga tribe, guardians of these Sacred Land and its tower. Dumbstruck by what just transpired, their warriors had needed a moment to process if Pars was a threat or something sent down by Korin. Pars gave off no bloodlust towards these people, he had not intent to harm them, so for the warriors who could feel this, perhaps that is what prolonged their processing of the situation. However what helped them arrive to the conclusion of at least wariness was what Pars did not too long after his landing. On the grassy ground in front of him, fallen over from the shock and impact of his landing, was a young Karinga woman, appear to be around Pars' age if not somewhat younger. With a raised eyebrow, Pars reached his hand forward, gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her back up onto her feet as Pars stepped out of the duo of one foot deep imprints he made in the ground. She looked up to him, clearly shorter than Pars and didn't utter a word, simply giving him a shaky yet thankful nod before rushing to behind the column, peaking subtly from behind it. With the eyes of the Karinga now on him, the Saiyan seemed more confused as to why they were staring at him so intently, unaware of the possibility that perhaps this wasn't a every day experience for them. He gazed around it, seemingly with a evaluating eye, once he was done, he looked to the warriors and said "Nice place you got here." There was no sarcasm nor general negativity to his words, they were genuine, he seemed to evaluated the tribe's place of living itself as comfortable, perhaps his landing here was fate. His considerations of this location would soon leave as he felt a significantly smaller source of power than his own or anyone else's accelerate downwards from the Look Out. He recalled spotting a child, perhaps he was thrown off as well; with a slightly annoyed look, Pars would wait for Niku to enter his range of sight before holding his arms out, ready to catch the boy and the person he brought down with him.
N I K U M A At first, jumping off the Lookout seemed like a good idea. Nikuma was very rash and reckless, but never so foolish to do something like swim with hungry sharks. Never would he carry a lightning rod in a thunderstorm or jump off a floating temple without a parachute. But in this instance, the boy was forgetting he didn't have his parachute or in this case, the Nimbus. His expression of excitement and joy quickly turned around when he came to this realization. All he could really say about the danger he placed himself in was... "Aww, crapbaskets..." The boy clung to Okra as they fell, trying to think of a way out of this mess. So he started shaking the guy, trying to wake him up. "C'mon! Wake up! Wake up!" he pleaded. This had to be the dumbest thing he ever did! If he survived this it would be nothing short of a miracle! And as miracles work, he wound up getting saved by the large guy from earlier. Okra would land in man's arms first, Niku landing on top of the guy. "Ugh! ...I....I'm alive? I'M ALIVE! YES!" he cheered. Leaving the teen with Pars, Niku hopped down, relieved to be down on the ground again. But...where were they now? This place looked like some kind of tribal village...
Luckily he wasn't that far behind the rest of the folk. Actually getting to solid grounds. Seeing that the Saiyan now has both Niku and Okra then there was no threat left to worry about. All that left truly was the unconscious Saiyan child. Landing a few behind Niku, his eyes gazed simply at Okra and nothing else. If he had recalled correctly when he had first encountered Pars, Scryew didn't feel like he needed to stay on guard, but given how he merely jumped into the fray of a battle, perhaps being on guard was the right choice. But he would relax as he looked down to Nikuma first before looking at both Saiyans. "You were the child with Yosi. Well good that you survived your fall." Stepping forward a few feet closer to Pars, he looked at the warrior straight into his eyes not flinching a bit. "I have learned some things that pertain to actions he's done to my people. I'm not sure if it's true but he's my best option to finding that out. Are you willing to help me?" No cutting corners, no beating around the bush. Scryew was not interested in wasting any time he could use to finding the truth.
✧Pars was successful in catching the falling people, whom appeared to be two younger individuals, the child and potential Saiyan. As he watched Niku hop off, the larger Saiyan would lay the teen down on the grass, scratching the back of his head seemingly in thought, his head turning toward the direction Daiko flew off to. "I could just leave you two here..." He mumbled some to himself, weighing his options as he considered if he should stay with the child and unconscious teenager, or listen to his instincts and fly off to see if he could find and continue his fight with Daiko. At the moment he had a burning feeling in his gut to simply listen to his instincts, to fly off and try to get a continuation of their fight right away. He wanted to see just how far he could push Daiko until he went all out, how much of a chance he could have against such a strong fighter. But before he could prepare himself for lift off, yet another person came down to the village that laid bellow the tower. It was the other Namek, seeming to inquire about the passed out teen; the larger Saiyan smirked some, appearing to have found a potential way to pass the time. "Weren't the guy I was expecting to follow me down... But neither were they." He motioned to the two youngers with a motion of his head. He then took a step closer, moving himself around Niku and Okra, standing in front of them. "Brat looks like he's out cold... So how about a nice fight to pass the time? Preferably somewhere else... Normally I'd say lets go right now, but I actually kind of like the set up the people down here got... Hate to wreck it." He seemed eager to have some kind of fight, hoping to at least get something to hold him over until he could confirm a continuation with Daiko. "'Sides, Think I'd rather make sure the brat ain't touched if he's really that guy's kid... Could hurt my chances at fighting him again if his mood is sour."
N I K U M A Why was there a village of people living beneath the floating temple? Why was there even a floating temple? And what was with this weird tower? Once again, Nikuma understood nothing and could do nothing but soak it in. Looking at Okra, he nudged him with his foot, trying to wake him up. He actually had a couple questions to ask the teen himself after all the crazy stuff he spouted off. As he (politely) kicked him, he'd glance over at Pars who was mumbling to himself about something. He didn't get a chance to ask what before...he appeared. The green warrior from before- he didn't recognize him at first in all the commotion but now... He couldn't believe it... IT WAS REALLY HIM!! Scryew descended from above, landing before Pars with a request. Not only was he here...but he knew who he was (sort of)! "IT'S SCRYEW! THE CHAMPION!" Niku rushed over to see the green man up close. He was even taller in person! "Oh man, this is like...the best day ever!" Looking between him and the big guy, he realized he was interrupting something. "H-Hey, are you guys gonna fight? Can I join too?! As a martial artist, I can't miss out on this opportunity to spar with the Champ!" he insisted.
Well being cordial was working. Honestly, he didn't seem to be the hostile type. In fact, he kind of resembled Daiko in the areas of being peaceful...ravage but peaceful nonetheless. In retrospect the Saiyan doesn't seem to care all that much about the reasoning why Scryew would want the boy, he just wanted to fight Daiko again...perhaps they are one and the same. "Well those 'Knights' seem to be gone now so I don't see why not. Besides, I'd be lying to myself for not wanting to see what you're capable of." Scryew responded hiding his smirk. "So you're reasoning for holding onto him is to secure a chance to fight Daiko? Well, it makes sense. Though knowing the guy, he would fight you regardless."
The boy that was with Yosi ran up to the Namekian with a strong drive and dedication in his eyes. Was he also a family member to Daiko? Possibly even his other friends? "A martial artist you say? Then as a martial artist myself, I can't say I disagree to the idea, but since it's his home. He can have the final say...as well as the decision for the battleground to have this bout." He stated to Niku before turning back to Pars.
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★ MOOD: Decisive & Committed xxxxx★ COMPANY: Pars y Niku y Okra xxxxx★ OOC:
✧The Saiyan had listened to the Namek and boy, gearing up for what seemed like would be a three way fight. He would use this as a way to warm himself up and pass the time until he could fight Daiko again. Surely he would want a continuation of their fight, Pars could feel they were kindred spirits. Once the two of them were finished speaking, Pars would walk past the child and Namek and readied his body for lift off. "We'll go somewhere a bit further than here, don't need a stray blast hitting this set up." He would say to them confidently, clearly ready for battle. But before he could fly off, something would suddenly disappear, a pair of somethings, a trio in fact. It was in fact their energy and when he noticed it was gone, he quickly turned and found the trio of fighters were no longer there. A utter look of confusion came to his face then frustration as he quickly searched for Daiko's power, confident it would be big enough for him to sense. But unfortunately, it too was gone. Pars had growled quite a bit, getting a few worried looks from the Karinga. "Dammit, my fight!" He shouted in frustration. Before he could get any angrier, he simply sighed deeply and let himself fell onto his back, looking up at the tower as he laid there, the Karinga warriors seemingly calming down, but remained on guard.
Android Zeta made haste to collect the Dragon Balls, not wanting to fail this mission like the last. It was her orders after all. Her first stop would be the Dragon Ball located near the native tribe and tower. She got close enough before landing to search by foot. It was her reasoning that not disturbing the nearby tribe would make this a quick and easy process. Looking around the forest, she scanned for the mystical orb.
✧After the incident of unknown but strong visitors appearing on Earth only to then disappear in the same day, things seemingly had become calm again. There was no destruction to hear about, no invaders, no villains to torment the population as a whole. During this half-year of peace, a certain man had chosen to change his scenery. He had stumbled upon the people that lived far below the floating platform that was far above the clouds. At first, they had remained alarmed about his presence, having fallen into their village. However, it was the fact that he came down from the same direction as their worshipped tower that they chose not to outright banish him but simply observe. For a time he had slept outside their village, camping out in their forest. Eventually, he would come to sleep among them, being given a tipi of his own. This would come from him agreeing to help with their hunting, seeing how large his prey was. With this, an agreement was reached, he was allowed in their village so long as he helped with hunting. He received some requests for help in growing stronger from the younger warriors, which he had flat out turned down whenever the subject was brought up. He had no interest in training someone to be another him, if they wanted to watch Pars’ training and pick up some things from it, that was fine. As for today, he had decided to do his hunting on his own, going into the sacred land to bring back what was both his sustenance and rent fee. On his back, he carried a boar, a very large one that had put up a decent fight for a beast, but was ultimately beaten with a single strike to the vitals. Now he just had to deliver to the village for them to salvage it and give him his share of meat.
Oddly, she seemed to struggle with pinpointing the orb's exact location. It seemed there was only so much the information provided could aid her. Even so, it was even stranger that she could almost "sense" where the Dragon Ball was. Was this some sort of update the professor failed to mention? No, the professor was meticulous and never failed to inform them of anything vital to their mission. Then what was this phenomenon? Zeta mused to herself when she heard something nearby. Her scanner identified a large male in the area, carrying the carcass of a deceased animal. She didn't investigate any further and simply kept her distance. There was still plenty of forest to search through.
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►Daisuke spent the past 6 months with Ryuzu training and learning a few techniques while also dealing with Betrutes attempts which helped with his reflexes. He spent the last month visiting Kami on the lookout bringing him food and such he learned about thr magical wish granting orbs. He figured if he was to gather them he can wish back those that he killed while he was under control of his old handler. He heard a rumor that there was a ball below and flew into the dense first. He felt an incredible ki and recognized it from thr lookout he made a point not to be seen. He knew he couldnt be sensed so he sewatched for the ball
Android 11 had followed Android Zeta from the HQ to the area known as the Sacred Land of Korin. The villagers here kept watch as gatekeepers to the tower above, as it was said to be the temple to a pseudo-deity. However, if all went to plan, they wouldn't even know the Androids were here to begin with. 11 joined in on the hunt for the Dragon Ball. According to Zeta's scanner, they were after the one star ball. 11 didn't quite understand what that meant, but she'd follow her orders, for now.
『"I must fulfill my mission, whatever the cost."』
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_┗ It's been practically a full year since Larxene was adopted into the Karinga tribe and developed a strong bond with their family. Best believe she earned her keep but times became easier with her around. Something crazy interesting around 6 months ago was when a giant came around. He looked lost at first but something about him was odd. He seemed sad on the inside. As if something deep was bothering him. Overtime she came to learn his name as Pars, though to her eyes, he was such a big and brawny guy that "Big Guy" just stook with her. Eventually even he came around and was pseudo adopted into the Karinga Tribe. Doing his fair share of putting in some kind of effort, he helps with hunting and building. Talk about a wilderness survivor.
Today, Larxene and her littler sister, who was being carried on her back, walked out into the wilderness to join Pars. There was something they needed to speak on for the sake of the family and of course the little one loved playing with the both of them. "Big Guy! Hey! Where you at??!" He must've went on a hunt again. It's almost as if the guy has a one tracked mind. ┓
✧The Saiyan continued to carry the boar through the sacred forest. He had hunted many different animals in these woods for the half year he had been here. Boars like this one, bears deer, even a few dinosaurs. He typically had hunted the animals that were either too fast or quick for even their best hunters. Of course, he was explicitly told not to over hunt, to leave the young alone, and to keep the land intact, all by the chieftan. Of course he understood the concept of overhunting and collateral damage, he wasn’t that big of an idiot. Though, he admitted having to hold back could be a pain from time to time. He also naturally had no interest in hunting animals that couldn’t put up a fight themselves, part of the joy was to enjoy a fight with them after all. As he kept his way onto the village, he heard a certain woman’s voice, it was a familiar one. He had come to know the woman as someone that lived among the Karinga. The Saiyan would simply keep quiet as he carried the boar still.
