Finding an individual who could both fly, and was constantly traveling was no easy feat. Thankfully he had FINALLY caught up to his quarry, having only gotten to see him briefly during their time at the bamboo forest. The man sure did move quite a lot, but thankfully Kamae had finally arrived. The demon setting foot on the ship after a long days travel. But he was not alone as the two entered the room, the demon and a saiyan now stood in his ship.

Kamae's body was wrapped in furs and warm clothing while the saiyan wore traditional armor with the blue under armor. He looked like a typical saiyan with a pony tail. Kamae's hood was up to hide his face as usual, his toothy grin spread across his face while he looked for the saiyan in question.

"Anyone home?"

Kamae asked, only for the saiyan to scoff and turn his nose up at the ship.

"My lord, please... You shouldn't be-"

"Silence Ramin... Not another word."

Ramin, Kamae's apprentice and ally. A man who worshiped the ground Kamae walked on, as evident by his bowing of the head and immediate silence. Kamae then returned to waiting patiently, the demon knowing the saiyan was near. They just had to have the manners... A shame Ramin was so head strong, but hopefully time with the empire would smooth that out.

Kamae said nothing as the knife came to rest on his neck as Ramin got ready to strike only for Kamae to held up a hand and stopped his apprentice in his tracks. While it was sad to see guests treated with such disrespect, he didn't blame the man. Instead Kamae simply adjusted his sleeves uncaring if he was at blade point or not. He was here to discuss business, not idle chatter. When asked if he was part of the saiyan empire however, Ramin simply crossed his arms while answering.

"No, thats why we are here. I want to join the empire, get rid of this USD scum."

Ramin stated, staring Yangcong in the eyes while he did so. Kamae still at knife point also chiming in with a slight chuckle, the blade brushing his throat.

"Yes indeed. I saw you at the bamboo forest remember... I'd been tracking you for some time. I saw your armor, and my apprentice asked me to introduce the two of you. Unfortunately, it would seem you do not welcome guests with open arms. As much as I love talking with someone jamming a knife into my throat as the next guy, could we perhaps speak with less sharp instruments in places they don't belong?"

Ramin would turn his eyes to his master then back to yangcong as he waited for the older saiyan to let them go. They didn't come armed, nor did they come prepared for a fight. Having announced their arrival upon entering the ship. He had no reason to see them as enemies in Kamae's eyes.

Ramin would growl his disproval of the ideal of being a guard but did so for now. Once he left, Kamae would return his gaze to the stranger who then took a seat in his chair, speaking on the arena bit. The demon simply chuckled, waving dismissively.

"I see no reason to worry about it. The journey here was long but my apprentice and I are just glad to have found you. This saiyan... Ramin is a very intelligent individual, quite capable of helping your empire if you give him a chance. But if you stick him on guard duty the whole time, might not see anything of value."

Kamae stated as a tease, walking to the other side of the room, gently running his fingers along the shelf on the nearby wall. The demon coming to stop as the shelf ended, his fingers dusting the small traces he found there off his hands.

"My name is Loki, a simple scientist. I'm no one special but I've spent my life studying genetics and the evolution of sentient life. Its nice to finally meet you mr...?"

Kamae would leave the floor open to introductions while he paced here and there, just to keep him preoccupied while he listened.

The man spoke of how the boy would find his place, and Kamae simply shook his head. He knew the saiyan empire didn't run on guards and conquers alone, he had been there. The demon turned his full attention to the saiyan as he spoke, the man then asked what had he created? Science and knowledge was not always about creation... but he supposed a barbarian wouldn't know the difference. Closing his eyes, the demon would simply sigh before shrugging.

"While I understand the ways of the warrior, my apprentice seeks not the ways of the warrior but of the test tube. He cannot get that here, he requires a sponsor, be it for war or civilized used. Discovering new means for things to be done, inventing new things and the like are done with those of a keen mind... My apprentice wishes to use his knowledge for the greater good of the empire, not as a guard but as a man of knowledge. I know earning ones place is how things work but your empire does not run on guards and children flung into space in hopes they survive the trials."

Kamae paced into the room further, his eyes locked to Yangcongs, challenging his intellect to his own. The demon know how the saiyans worked, he knew they had parents who did not send their children off to war. Those children become menial labors or some other job within the empire that did not involve strength. He had witnessed it first hand, so unless the saiyans were a hive mind who did not require food, shelter, or other forms of labor... Kamae was certain they had roles for inventors or those wishing to learn for the empire.

"All I ask... is give him a chance to show you his brilliant mind. Not to make him your grand head general... just a simple little inventor who if proves useful rewarded. Though i do not wish him to fight, his death would mean wasted time and knowledge. Something to valuable for anyone to lose. If you cannot promise me a spot for him in the rear with those of learning, then you will find I simply locate someone willing to accommodate my wishes."

Kamae was clearly not going to budge on this, if Ramin was going to be nothing more than a guard, it was a was of his talents. Kamae could have any slab of meat with a camera tied to it be a guard. No, Ramin possessed a brain, one eager to please the empire. If he didn't get a fair chance... kamae would simply find someone more open minded. It really was that simple. But his features then softened as he returned to the subject of his own creations.

"Oh me? Nothing quite so fancy as creating. I am just a simple no one, a worthless old man. Ramin has all my knowledge and the youth to go with it. Please, if you wish to speak on my creations. Speak on my greatest yet... my apprentice."

Ramin hadn't actually learned from Kamae yet, but he would eventually. Things were still being set up and the demon needed time. For now, he was simply trying to get his cards in the right spots.

Kamae listened to Yangcong speak on the military side of things and while the demon did not disagree he also didn't think the military man was thinking of other implications... such as the driver who hauls the missiles to the ship, or the small man with a clip board making sure they are all labeled right were not soldiers... but civilians. The demon simply rubbed his chin as he tried to approach this subject, as a man with a gun in Kamae's eyes is a soldier of the empire, a job within the empire... not the empire itself. A nation needed all walked of life to function... hopefully this man did not think a janitor was the same as a soldier? He might have just exiled his apprentice to death.

"Er... Mr. Yangcong... If I may... I am not signing Ramin up for the boot camp or to start from some lowly position within your military... I am asking you to take my apprentice here to be apart of the civilian life and also working alongside the empire's MILITARY department, aka you and the soldiers... while my apprentice works on his lab and occasionally tells you guys what might be of value and worth NOT blowing up with your big strong muscles and all that."

Kamae would say the last bit to clearly insult the man's intelligence and the fact he was probably stronger than them. A clear demeaning remark and with that grin on his face he didn't regret it. Though the man could demonstrate hostilities to Kamae, he would lose what is clearly a golden chance for someone who not only willing tracked a man across the world but also did so delivering a potential recruit for the empire as a whole, not just the military section of it all.

"Now then, Ramin here is not a magic man..."

Kamae would then gesture to Ramin as he came to stand before the colonel with just his under armor and saiyan armor on. The saiyan was confused as his mentor was jestering to him sarcastically.

"So I doubt he will be able to produce a scientific object out of his butt that can wow you. Now you might ask, how does one trust a random stranger... with a random as hell Saiyan to let him come work for you... Let me spin you a sell pitch sir."

Kamae had given up on the covert as clearly this guy was a very one track arrow, and if Kamae could direct him now then it would be easier later.

"Look, I get it. You are a military guy, in a military world and you expect results... Immediate. My apprentice here is not a magic man, or some fancy dancy little device that can shit out experiments to tingle someone's eye."

With that Ramin would burst out laughing, unable to contain his laughter while slapping his masters shoulder in hysteria of laughter. Kamae couldn't help but chuckle himself at Ramin's own laughter of the joke.

"You give him a few months to work on something, I dunno what, thats between you and him. You two work together, make a plan and try it out. No need to act tough or try to force things Yangcong... Just work it out and see how Ramin and you get along."

With that, Kamae would lean over to embrace Ramin from the side. Hugging his apprentice's shoulder to his own for a moment before sliding behind him and towards the door.

"Now then... I will let you two discuss a deal. I'll be outside. I ain't his parent, he can make his own deals ain't that right Ramin?"

"Yes Master!"

Ramin responded before watching his master leave. Standing now before Yangcong, Ramin waited patiently for his new employer to speak up if they were to form a deal.

The saiyan looked at the older man as he spoke and when the older man offered him a job, the saiyan smirked confidently. Yangcong had been right, more than he could possibly know in reality. 

"Aye, I can build it. I can also build it to defend against small infantry... not like you or my boss but... people like me or some cheeky little shite."

Ramin stated, crossing his arms while he waited for the saiyan to think it over.

"Also, I can do other things like comfort items for the elderly and things of the like to reduce the stress of age. Let em live longer lives. I am also a doctor, capable of doing complex operations but not surgeries to remove organs... ain't got trained for that yet. The boss says he will teach me more in time, but for now I am only like... a B plus doctor I'd say... I ain't able to cure everything but I can sure as fuck try."

Ramin's mouth was clearly foul, and the hint of an accent was present through out the talk. He had been training only a short time, but Ramin was a genius born to two saiyans who had genetically altered him to be smart. He couldn't fight for shit, but he could sure as hell learn how to build something or just take it apart.

"Also... I got an idea for military aids for our soldiers. Imagine mid field medics without risking our actual soldiers to the enemy. I haven't ironed out the ideas and the idea literally just hit me as I was talking to ya... But I can come up with many things sir... I just need a chance."

Ramin stated pointed his thumb at himself with pure confidence that he could build it. He wasn't as smart as kamae, he couldn't break the world's fabric down but he could certainly make something blow the fuck up if he wanted too.