Nov 12, 2023 23:59:25 GMT -5
Post by Arctic on Nov 12, 2023 23:59:25 GMT -5
With Arctic leading the charge on the small village down below, a captain had set up a perimeter around the village to make sure that no Namekians had gotten through if they tried to escape. They had set up perfectly, hovering in the sky and watching the light show below.
Arctic had been blasting away at the villagers with the rest of the troopers and they had intended to leave none alive. It was obvious that they didn't want a repeat of the time prior. Nobody wanted that, to be so close only for a Namekian to come in and steal a Dragon Ball right out from under them. It wasn't something that was tolerated and all the soldiers here wanted to go home and who could blame them?
They had been on this damn planet for weeks, searching for magical balls and slaughtering countless of the Namekians. Not only that, but a lot of the soldiers had died due to warrior Nameks or their lord Arctic himself. Things had started to be a little dire for them all.
"I hope when we find this thing, we get to go home. I miss my kids, I miss my wife. Hell, I even miss that overly crowded Casino." One lower ranking soldiers mumbled to his captain as they bantered. Neither of them thought they'd get any action from this post, after all. Arctic was the one down below firing away. It wasn't very often that he missed or allowed any stragglers to get through. Surely, he was more than capable of handling it himself.
The captain nodded his head as he remained on post. "Yeah, I feel that. Though rumor has it that we're heading to Planet Vegeta next. Lord Arctic wants to wipe the monkey's off the face of the universe and I don't blame him, they've caused us nothing but trouble within these last few decades." Of course this was the normal soldier banter. They'd talk on duties, about anything and everything. There hadn't been much else to pass the time.
While neither of the two soldiers was looking forward to going to Planet Vegeta next, they had nothing else to do but go with the flow of it. They couldn't opt out now, their pay depending on it and their lives did too. At this point in time, Arctic would've killed everybody who tried to bail out of his service. He needed every single soldier available to him in order to make this go quickly and he wanted the power now.
Though while the two soldiers were talking, a stray Namekian had managed to escape the slaughter below and neither of the soldiers had been paying attention.
"You know, I think I'm gonna get my wife and kids something nic--- OHO!" With a kick to the head the soldier went darting off into a rock. He had been killed by the collision and in no way was going to see his wife and kids again. Though, his wife and kids would be compensated nicely through a health plan.
The Namekian would keep pushing forward as he tried to escape, it had appeared he was carrying something valuable. The captain of the crew quickly brought up his blaster and pointed it towards the flying Namekian, he took aim and with one single shot blasted him down and out of the sky. The Namekian's smoking body went down rapidly and crashed into the surface below. While the captian had been upset about his partner being killed off in such a way, he still had a job to do and he needed to investigate the Namekian below and maybe, just maybe he'd have the Dragon Ball. If he did, they'd be so much closer to going back home to Frost where they could let off some steam.
Flying down below the Captain rolled over the Namekians body and investigated it. He saw that the Namekian had been holding a box big enough to carry one of the Dragon Balls within it and when he opened it up he discovered exactly what it was. Now he just needed to go present it to Lord Arctic and hoped it would be enough to get him a reward. It might've been a Dragon Ball or it might've been something else valuable to the cause, regardless. Arctic was the only one that was going to deem it so. He was the one that called all the shots and made all the decisions. Hopefully, this would bring some type of reward.
WC 755
DB hunt Complete.
Rookie bonus 65%
Arctic had been blasting away at the villagers with the rest of the troopers and they had intended to leave none alive. It was obvious that they didn't want a repeat of the time prior. Nobody wanted that, to be so close only for a Namekian to come in and steal a Dragon Ball right out from under them. It wasn't something that was tolerated and all the soldiers here wanted to go home and who could blame them?
They had been on this damn planet for weeks, searching for magical balls and slaughtering countless of the Namekians. Not only that, but a lot of the soldiers had died due to warrior Nameks or their lord Arctic himself. Things had started to be a little dire for them all.
"I hope when we find this thing, we get to go home. I miss my kids, I miss my wife. Hell, I even miss that overly crowded Casino." One lower ranking soldiers mumbled to his captain as they bantered. Neither of them thought they'd get any action from this post, after all. Arctic was the one down below firing away. It wasn't very often that he missed or allowed any stragglers to get through. Surely, he was more than capable of handling it himself.
The captain nodded his head as he remained on post. "Yeah, I feel that. Though rumor has it that we're heading to Planet Vegeta next. Lord Arctic wants to wipe the monkey's off the face of the universe and I don't blame him, they've caused us nothing but trouble within these last few decades." Of course this was the normal soldier banter. They'd talk on duties, about anything and everything. There hadn't been much else to pass the time.
While neither of the two soldiers was looking forward to going to Planet Vegeta next, they had nothing else to do but go with the flow of it. They couldn't opt out now, their pay depending on it and their lives did too. At this point in time, Arctic would've killed everybody who tried to bail out of his service. He needed every single soldier available to him in order to make this go quickly and he wanted the power now.
Though while the two soldiers were talking, a stray Namekian had managed to escape the slaughter below and neither of the soldiers had been paying attention.
"You know, I think I'm gonna get my wife and kids something nic--- OHO!" With a kick to the head the soldier went darting off into a rock. He had been killed by the collision and in no way was going to see his wife and kids again. Though, his wife and kids would be compensated nicely through a health plan.
The Namekian would keep pushing forward as he tried to escape, it had appeared he was carrying something valuable. The captain of the crew quickly brought up his blaster and pointed it towards the flying Namekian, he took aim and with one single shot blasted him down and out of the sky. The Namekian's smoking body went down rapidly and crashed into the surface below. While the captian had been upset about his partner being killed off in such a way, he still had a job to do and he needed to investigate the Namekian below and maybe, just maybe he'd have the Dragon Ball. If he did, they'd be so much closer to going back home to Frost where they could let off some steam.
Flying down below the Captain rolled over the Namekians body and investigated it. He saw that the Namekian had been holding a box big enough to carry one of the Dragon Balls within it and when he opened it up he discovered exactly what it was. Now he just needed to go present it to Lord Arctic and hoped it would be enough to get him a reward. It might've been a Dragon Ball or it might've been something else valuable to the cause, regardless. Arctic was the only one that was going to deem it so. He was the one that called all the shots and made all the decisions. Hopefully, this would bring some type of reward.
WC 755
DB hunt Complete.
Rookie bonus 65%
