Sitting at the bar only drew out more of Arctic's impatience, he would rapidly finish his drink and glace the glass down and square up what he owed. He was rather quite annoyed already as the had already wasted enough time waiting on somebody else. All this time could've been easily put elsewhere. He had plenty of training to do, plans to make and resources to gather. He couldn't have nights like these where productivity was at an all time low and what made it worse was that it wasn't his own doing. He had planned to gather information but somebody else had brought that plan to a halt. He knew for certain that Ango would cease to live the next time they crossed paths.  You see, Arctic firmly believed that he was more valuable than everybody else around and with that logic, his time was also more valuable than everybody elses. It was an insult to him for somebody to spend his time on an empty promise of information and Arctic wouldn't tolerate such a thing. It was an issue that would be rectified as soon as possible.

Though, when Arctic got up to leave and began to make his exit something would've caught his attention. A faint sound of a man questioning himself followed by a fist breaking the very counter that Arctic was sitting at all but a few seconds ago. He couldn't help but find this to be rather interesting. Maybe this man was simply intoxicated or maybe it was something else but what was really interesting was for a brief moment in rage, the mans power level was crystal clear to sense and he was much more of a warrior than most of the soldiers on the Planet. In fact, compared to most he had absolutely been spectacular.  Now being that much above average was more than enough to bring Arctic's full attention, and given that Arctic had just officially started a political opposition to the PTO in the form of the Galactic Order of Frost, he was seeking out new members and when they displayed even the slightest bit of power,  people were a resource.

Now, whether this individual would be interested in this type of thing or not was another story but at least Arctic could attempt to have a conversation with the man. As Arctic approached the man he folded his arms behind his back just in time to witness the man repairing the counter, now it wasn't in perfect shape but it was more than enough to pass as fixed.  For a moment, all eyes were on this situation or at least all ears that had been within a range of hearing the outburst. Though not before long, they had all gone back to their own business.

"That's quite a unique ability you got there, soldier."  Of course, Arctic couldn't have known that he was a part of the PTO or not but given that the mean was at this location, it was the safest assumption to make and if he wasn't, well then surely it would be cleared up in a moments notice and if he were wrong, it would at least open up a window of discussion as to why this individual was here. He surely didn't appear to be any kind of PTO soldier and his abilities weren't typical of the normal races in the PTO, so he'd have to wait and see. Though Arctic did know one thing for sure, was that if he could make use of this individual and his powers, he would.

Now that he had his own faction with his Reaper Daru, he would need to start forming elite squadrons of fighters ready to take on the most difficult challenges that faced him. He had a few hundred grunts at this point but they couldn't be relied on for any of the heavy lifting. It was likely that they couldn't even maintain Namek by themselves if there was a resistance. What Arctic needed within his faction was capable, strong warriors with unique powers to give him the edge on the battlefield. 

Arctic was smart and knew what he needed to be successful, the issue was securing these needs and fitting them into his upcoming army. He was well aware that there would need to be a form of mutual benefit in order to secure top tier fighters but that wasn't something he had to be too concerned about. He had wealth and resources, he would just need to divide it appropriately. He couldn't help but think that this was going to turn into a rather long discussion, after all he needed to figure out who this man was above all things and if he could even be recruited and at that point there would be plenty more to figure out.

What exactly was this man doing here or if he was part of the Planet Trade Organization and aside from that, Arctic would also needed to determine this mans values. He would need to know this in order to make an offer to see if he could be recruited. Would he be more than willing to just be an elite soldier or would he want something more? In the long run, Arctic would need planetary supervisors to oversee a planet that he couldn't be on and Daru had already been promised a planet but what happened when he conquered more?

The simple answer to that question is would he'd have to force somebody into a position of power and he knew he was better off giving it to somebody who earned it or wanted it but the issue was, none of his grunts were capable of that type of responsibilities. He needed to begin seeking out the right people now because it wouldn't take much more than a few months before he got started with his conquest. All he was really waiting on was power, and he wasn't far off from reaching new heights.

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At first, this individual that Arctic had decided to approach gave him a rather charming smile. He didn't seem opposed to having a conversation with a stranger but that was something that very well may have shifted quickly. Arctic had a reputation of turning a bad day into something much worse for somebody when he wasn't able to get his way and that very same scenario was very possible here.  Though the man had almost welcomed Arctic to talk with the charming smile, the voice behind had given off another tone completely.  His voice had indicated to Arctic that this man had some kind of defeat on his mind, whether it had been physical or mental wasn't something Arctic could identify but it was surely something that was still there and present.

Though there was small talk laid out, Arctic didn't waste much time getting into the purpose of his approach, with Arctic's new faction being created and rivaling the Planet Trade Organization as a whole, he knew that he would need powerful individuals with unique abilities to assit him with his overall goals to conquer the entire universe. This individual had just demonstrated a very unique ability that made Arctic question what else he was capable of. It was something that was certainly worth looking into.

"I must say, it's quite a shame that you've forgotten how to use your little parlor trick.  Though it may not be a concern of mine,  what I have to say may be a concern of yours."

The way that this was said might've led this Loki to worry about his own well being for a brief period of time, but Arctic was going to make very clear that he wasn't here with the intentions of harming this individual. He would much rather use him and hearing about how he was a demon made this encounter even better. Though Arctic was limited on his information about the demon race, he had Daru at his side for quite a length of time and grew to understand her own unique abilities. She was very talented in a wide range of techniques and methods of diversion. He couldn't help but think that this demon would have similar abilities to hers and maybe, he would even know how to teleport.

"My name is Arctic, I'm the leader and founder of the rising political party called the Galactic Order of Frost.  This party is set to rival the Planet Trade Organization and take control of what would be theirs and we wish to lead Planet Frost into a new era. With this being said, I'm actively seeking new individuals with unique skill sets to join me."

Of course, Arctic wasn't going to lay it all out on the table immediately. If this individual was interested, he'd have to ask some questions in order to find out the full extent of this faction. Of course, focusing on bringing Planet Frost back to it's former glory was a large part of it. Arctic wanted to pour in more wealth and resources than every before. Though the issue was, that these resources would come from conquered planets, from the slave worlds that Arctic wanted to spread all the way across the universe. His strength would be the suffering of others, and he'd control anybody who wouldn't be strong enough to resist.

"If I dare be so bold, Loki. It sounds to me as if your current employer is failing you and while I can assure you my discipline is fast and swift to those who fail me. Those who prove themselves to be worthy to the cause are rewarded quite well." It was at this point that Arctic would silence himself and allow for Loki to speak. Plus it might've been beneficial to give Loki a moment of peace in order to think this through quickly.

It wasn't often that Arctic would make an attempt to recruit somebody right on the spot but the simple fact was he needed the numbers and he needed the strength. This individual had seemed rather capable and much stronger than the average soldier both in the Galactic Order and the PTO and the unique traits of a demon were always welcomed.

Daru had proven herself to be the most valuable asset that Arctic had found himself around. Not only was she dependable but her abilities alone made her stand out from the normal soldier on the Planet. If he could gather more like her, he would be well on his way to conquering the universe and taking the saiyan race by surprise. Arctic though that this was the perfect opportunity for this Loki individual, so long as he didn't fail without a valid reason he would be rewarded greatly and maybe even earn his spot decide Daru to be rewarded beyond the rest of the faction.

Arctic knew he was going to need leaders, he was going to need people to maintain conquered planets and run them in the best interest of the Galactic Order. Though to some this might've seemed like terrible work, but Arctic wasn't going to micromanage what went on on his conquer planets. So long as they were providing resources and the slaves were working, there wouldn't be any issue and the individual running the planet would have the benefit of ruling, making his own decisions and being under the protection of the mightiest faction in the universe with the strongest being in the universe at the helm.

All Arctic would have to do now was wait to see where this conversation was going to lead. It was quite possible that it was going to be cut short and end now but he couldn't help but hold out for a little bit of hope. Whether he wanted to admit it, he actually needed an individual such as Loki by his side. Merely for the abilities that former demons had displayed. They were a tactical advantage, in every single situation Arctic could've found himself in.

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While Arctic had to admit that this discussion with this stranger was rather interesting, there were some points that had more value than others. Both parties had been respectful with the way they carried themselves, they offered each other plenty of time to talk their point without interruption. The nicest part of it though, was that this Loki didn't seem to fear Arctic. It was easily assumed that he hadn't spent a lot of time on this planet. Now that it was Arctic's turn to listen, he did so with all of his attention and gave this individual the basic respect her deserved.
Loki had went on to discuss his current employer, it appeared that this individual had greater power than anything he had experience ever before and this had intrigued Arctic. Not only was this useful information but it was something that he could use to prepare himself. If his employer was as strong as he claimed, surely he would cross her path soon enough and with some extra knowledge combined with the power he was seeking, he should have no issue disposing of her. While these facts that Loki was spitting were helpful, they would still need to be proven true.  Arctic wasn't going to believe just the mans word but if it were truly the case, there was room to grow here. If Loki was being honest, Arctic would be as well, though the depth of his honesty would be limited, he would scratch the surface.

"While most who have immense power tend to follow the same path, it's more often than not a result of a lack of direction or universal goals. Ultimately, they only desire to benefit themselves directly."

While Arctic was also one who was seeking immense power, he wasn't going to focus on gaining benefits directly. While it was part of his course, the indirect benefits would also be a very heavy role in his future Empire. This would come down to the enslaved planets, the one who fuelled the production and economy of Frost. Managing these would be equally beneficial to Arctic and his as his own power was. While Arctic was self centered and ultimately prioritized his own well being, he wanted to play the part as a universal ruler and this would mean benefiting certain people beneath him and making sure they succeed. While plenty would suffer, selected Planets and races would thrive. This gave him perspective and essentially a balance.

"I do respect your honesty, Loki. Though let me be equally as clear before you commit even a fraction of yourself to my cause.  I will understand your case, but you must understand how this is going to operate. Frost and the Planet Trade Organization had made it's millions with planetary conquest and slavery.  It should be no surprise to you that my Empire shall do the same, though I intend to expand it all throughout the universe. I want my empire to reach all corners of it with no planet untouched.  While most Planets will suffer,  there will be those that thrive."

It was at this point Arctic would take a brief pause, his red beading eyes focusing on Loki's.

"Given I shall be expanding far and wide, I will require those who prove themselves to take positions of power and manage those planets under my control a position where somebody like you could mutually benefit. As long as what I require is provided, those who run the planets can do so as they please."

He couldn't help but listen to Loki as he offered the pact officially and had mentioned the name of Liari. Whomever this creature was, she had obviously sent such a shiver down his spine that he was reluctant to live as he pleased. What he didn't know was that Arctic had plans and was chasing devices of such power that not even Liari would be able to stand against his might when he was finished.

"I know that my path will lead me to fight those even more powerful than Liari, It's nature for those to resist slavery and obliteration.  I've been chasing a seed of high value, one that provides a fruit which gives incredible power. I have no doubt that if you help me succeed, not only will you be rewarded, but you shall be rid of your former employer.   Until you decide to commit yourself fully to my cause, I shall accept this pact."

Of course, every aspect of this was going to benefit Arctic. If he could steal somebody like Loki away from his former employer he'd be one step ahead. Not only would he have somebody capable that he could observe to see if they fit in a leadership position but he might have the insight to help him defeat this Liari.  It was mutually beneficially and while they had this pact, Loki could also find himself getting stronger as Arctic wasn't going to be shy about sharing his training technology.  While the only thing Arctic knew about was the Tree at this point, Loki would surely be beneficial to those plans too.

It really was all determined on Loki's morals. Whether or not he was familiar with how Frost truly operated would hold some weight here. Most in the universe weren't willing to enslave other planets and benefit off of others suffering but Arctic had a hunch that this individual wasn't quite like most. If his employer was how he said they were, clearly there was a darker side to all of this and at one point or another, Loki had similar alignments with such a terrible being. The only thing that could be done now was wait to make sure that this pact was on the table, even with all the honesty. 

Even if this was such a gamble, Arctic was looking forward to the answer. After all, if Loki was to betray him or attempt to deceive him, Arctic would have no issues punishing him with death. Though, Loki was in complete control of that.

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For now, it had appeared as if Arctic had a new business partner. Of course there was going to be mutual benefits but the fact of the matter was Arctic was on the side that had the most to gain. After all, if this Loki was to gather any of the Dragon Balls and bring them to Arctic it would be far more beneficial to have wishes that could bring anything you desired to life. Loki would just be provided with resources and wealth if he had done a good job and the scaling of the partnership had seemed to favor Arctic the most. This was a partnership he was willing to risk, even at his current level it wouldn't be much to dispose of Loki if he had desired to betray the cause or go another path. While there had been a risk, Arctic couldn't help but think that it was a risk that had well been worth the reward and these didn't come along often.

Though it wasn't just about the current partnership that Arctic was interested in, for he had been missing something crucial within his new found faction. He had been missing his demon consultant. Daru had been a very valuable individual to Arctic's cause and the foundation of the new faction. She had been intelligent, agile and very deceptive and had her way of sneaking around and getting what she wanted. She was full of knowledge and tactics to get the most up to date intel.  With her disappearance, Arctic had been left with an open spot by his side and he needed to fill it soon.  It wasn't just all those traits that he required though, Daru was far more than all of that as she possessed traits that only a demon could, even abilities involving teleportation. He needed it back. If this future partnership would work, maybe Loki could fill the role to a degree.

It was at this time that it seemed like their current conversation had concluded and an agreement had been made for the short term. While nothing was set and done for the long term, Arctic couldn't help but hope it would lead to that. He needed support from those whom were talented and powerful, he needed fighters like Loki whom also had an above average IQ, it had been something that had been long missing within most of the ranks. Loki did wish to think about this further, though Arctic couldn't help but assume it was just to plan out the most effective way to make this work. That was a non-issue, thats what he preferred to see from his partnership though it wasn't long after that he had said his farewell.

"I do look forward to our next meeting on the Planet Namek. I'd like to believe that moving forward together will benefit us both greatly.  Until we meet again, Loki."

It was at this point that Arctic would watch Loki make his exit and he didn't fail to surprise the changeling. He had managed to just vanish. It was something similar to what he had seen before by Daru but even she didn't match this level of interest. Hers was a normal teleport while this had seemed to be something much more unique. This had only made Arctic much more interested in working with Loki, he wanted these abilities on his side, he wanted such a conjurer to be working with him for the long run. With Arctic's power and abilities such as these, surely, he'd be able to take the entire universe by surprise.

Though now that the meeting was over, there had been other business Arctic had to attend to. With the trip to Namek getting closer and closer he had to make sure that everything was prepared. He may have had people to do the preparations for him but he had to see them through himself and make sure that they had been done right. He wanted to make sure that the supplies had been in the ship and it was fueled up and ready to go. He wanted to do an inventory check on all the necessities and make sure that the troops had been well equipped with armor and scouters.

He knew that while the Namekian race had been exhausted due to their labor, they were likely still going to try to put up a fight. After all, according to his research into the Dragon Balls, they had been the Namekian's most sacred items. It would be a very fair assumption for them to want to try to protect them and keep them out of the hands of evil. It was known on Namek that the Planet Frost hadn't been aligned with good. Frost had it's foot down on the Namekian's neck for far too long and it would only get worse if the Dragon Balls had been gathered. They wouldn't even begin to understand the consequences on the universe if it got this far. With this thought in mind, the troops had to be equipped with the best armor and weapons that they could get. There would be few Namekian warriors strong enough to cut through the ranks but Arctic knew that they'd show up eventually.

With his next goal in mind, Arctic would make his way out of the room and head to his ship to see how the progress was going. He did have some of his top soldiers in charge of preparing it so he had hoped that it was going according to the schedule. For as soon as the ship and the supplies were ready, they could leave for the planet Namek. Who knew how long they'd be there, with any luck this would only take a few days but Arctic couldn't help but demand preparations for a long term stay. With the ship kitted out for a years worth of supplies, they'd accomplish their mission sooner or later and not have to leave for any reason.

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