Ryme was still getting used to being so restricted in their new ship. Still, it was nice having somewhere to call home again. He dreamed of when they'd have their space base, with a full fleet of fighters and minions. By then they'd have multiple conquered cities, he still didn't see Earth as their first planet. In Ryme's opinion, it would be too heavily fought over, better to take a planet of lesser importance. Vegeta or even Namek seemed viable to him. Still, he had a feeling that between Lirai and his brother that he'd be outvoted soon.

He'd think about what was the answer to his brother's first question. He didn't feel homesick or anything similar. Ryme's problem was that he'd never seen Frost as a home. These cold lands did bear some resemblance, but they failed to capture its loneliness for Ryme. As they continued to plunge deeper into the frosty biome, Ryme would shiver in anticipation. The ridiculous plots that he was convinced to do by his brother.

"I think they're both cold, but Frost's cold is deeper than physical. At least that's the best way I can explain it brother."

Ryme would stop to think more about the weird relationship he had with his homeworld. He had assumed most of his hate was for his people, it was weird to realize that some of it extended to the planet itself. He'd have to remember that if he ever had to lie about his patriotism. Which would inevitably happen as soon as his group enacted one of their plans. The PTO would recognize their potential, but it was also a warning that they still belonged to another. His brother's next question was the one Ryme had hoped been dismissed. He didn't know what it was about the earth that inspired every villain to want to take it over. He'd seen the fall of many dictators over Earth.

"You know I oppose the idea, Earth is a great planet, but I feel like it's fought over far too much. We'd have to be here all the time, and assume that any enemies could just fund a rebel sect to fight against us at any time. Then don't get me started on the optics, but I believe Liari might just agree with you yet. I don't think I"ll be convinced but I'll keep an open mind for you brother."

He'd respond to his brother's second question quickly, Ryme hated the idea. There was something about Earth's history that made it feel cursed to Ryme. Even if they managed to take control of the whole planet he couldn't imagine how many rebellions they'd be dealing with. Just the sheer amount of time taken to keep control of the government was the real deterrence. Who would want to deal with guerilla fighters a year in, maybe the year after that? Ryme would shudder again, this time at the thought of the Earth nightmare. He hoped his brother wouldn't be too upset by his answer.

WC: 503
TWC: 503
PL weighted: 6,663 (Base: 22,211)

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Zero looked over to Ryme as he plotted a course for them to land the ship. He was becoming quite the pilot in his mind at least. Still, he looked forward to the day he could just relax and train during travel times instead of always piloting around. Perhaps once they got the capital for a war ship. "Well you are the tactical one. Still, even if we took it over just to sell it to the highest bidder perhaps that would be simpler. Though I question if my ambitions are just getting the better of me. It is simply the numbers that draw me into it. " Zero exhaled before lowering the ship down to a clearing in the snow. The computer's readouts showed the ground here was solid and there was a low chance of a collapse at their weight. Throttling down the thrusters as he put the ship into a decline he looked back forward to make sure he was in a good spot with his own eyes. It would do, and so the ship touched down with a gentle rock as the landing gear deployed fully seconds before contact was made with the ground. He started his post-flight check and ran some quick numbers to see how those parts he had got from the scavenge run had worked. It had improved fuel efficiency by over fifteen percent, which was good enough for him.

Standing from his seated position he looked out the viewing port and took in the sites of the Northern snow. It was not that he was missing home at this moment, or that he wished he was there. It was just a reminder of what awaited him back on Frost. Their father Chiller whom he still needed to take out. From his astral projection training, he knew or at least heavily thought he was still no match for his father. There was nothing he could do about that now, they needed to get stronger yes but they had to finish gaining details of this planet for the PTO. If the USD had wanted it so bad then it had to be worth something. So far it was worth too much not to slowly take over. At least if they did it in the name of the PTO they might get backing and a base built to protect it from future takeovers. This would free the brother to move on and carry out their own plans. Still, they needed to find some minions to start getting things into motion.

"Well let us get to it. "

With that said he walked over to the door and pressed the access hatch switch, the rear door folded down and allowed them to freely exit the ship from the side. They could have used the access port in the center of the ship, but this looked better or so he thought. It was a power move rather than walking from underneath a ship it was better to walk out the side of one. Zero pulled firmly on his gloves and fixed his cloak which was fitted to his armor. The armor was destructive and served no combat purpose, maybe one day if he had to fight more he would do so, but for now, there was nothing that he needed from the armor besides the look it gave off.

Unable to sense Ki signatures he had no idea they had flown over Zerori, nor that she was even in this region. Unless Ryme had done some sort of training he was not privy to he was sure his brother was likewise just as dull as to picking up other people's powers.
They would have to encounter her the old fashion way, and perhaps someone else too.

WC 627
TWC 1042
PL: 6896(Weighted)

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Her heart pounded in her chest as she watched the ship get ever closer and closer, convinced completely that she was going to be the target in their sights. However, in spite of everything pointing to that conclusion… the ship would seemingly stop and upon seeing the hatch open for the two to exit the ship, it wasn’t her direction they were going in! Zerori’s eyes widened, completely thrown for a loop as she watched the spike-headed brother leave the ship with his brother likely to follow suit not too far behind. She couldn’t see much of them besides their figures on the ship overhead, but from what she could glean from them - they had no idea she was here.

Now she just had to consider if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Her power wasn’t so puny that she couldn’t be sensed by most with a scouter or whatever natural abilities they had but didn’t she NOT want to be on their radar? After a moment of thinking, her arms coming up to cross over her chest with a deep frown of thought… Zerori’s shoulders would soon slump with the gross realization that she was actually looking forward to seeing what these two were up to. Last time she’d met them, they were playing the role of what she assumed were heroes in some greatly misconstrued situation.

Jorey hadn’t really helped much with the situation but hey, they had fun!

With a final shake of her head, Zerori would call out to them from the ground - assuming they hadn’t taken off quite yet, “And to what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you two again?!” Her voice carried along the wind and echoed along the calm, quiet isolated peaks of the snow. If they really couldn’t sense or power or were already on their way, she’d jump into the air to follow them at a distance and see just what exactly they were up to. “Don’t tell me you guys come up to the north for a vacation now and then,” She teased, still cautious but willing to at least defer to words first before initiating any conflict.

As she spoke her piece and maintained what she considered a polite conversation, she'd take in the forms of these two, paying closer attention to the details that made them so different. From what she gathered last time Zero, with the spikes on his head, was the more confrontational than his brother whom was had a more sleek body in comparison. They clothing choices were a bit different, too, but at the moment the main differences were their skin colors that contrasted each other greatly. Her scrap search could wait for a little while; right now, all she wanted to do was take a break and warm her tail up somewhere.

Their moment as brothers would be cut short by the harlot from the bank. Well, harlot, probably wasn't the correct word, but Ryme was upset by his ruined moment with his brother. He thought that they'd be able to go on a race and then have a bonding moment like in the Earthling movies. Instead, It was the head monkey in charge of the bank. She was at least more reasonable than that other one, Ryme couldn't recall his name. She asked them what they were doing here, to be fair, it was suspicious to land next to a person with a ship. I can't invest in a scouter soon enough, we keep running into people by complete accident. Sooner or later they'll figure it out.

"We came to see how it compared to our homeworld. If you had to choose, would you pick Vegeta or Earth?"

Ryme would speak right after his brother answering her question and asking one in kind. He knew one thing earthlings had a hard time dealing with was honesty. In response, Ryme had adopted the tactic pretty well so far, only lying by half-truths, it had been extremely effective. People never expected to know all the information, and if things went wrong you could always feign ignorance. There was more than one opportunity he'd be feigning ignorance on the outcomes of. Unfortunately, progress was carried on the back of the sacrifice. They needed results faster than the typical leader, so they would have to take a riskier path.

It seems his brother was thinking the same, though his execution was far different. He offered the woman a spot in their organization, well at least a trial spot. Ryme kept his face neutral at his asking, he didn't want to appear surprised by the offer. He doubted the women would accept anyways, most Sayians had an intense hatred for Changelings. It made their calls of Changelings being racist even more humorous. Though if she accepted, that'd mean another mouth to feed on the ship. They had already made plans for Ryme to go off by himself pretty soon. There were juicy rumors about an artifact that the brothers had long kept their eyes on.

If he had to pick a monkey, his mind would always subconsciously drift towards Dr. Donkey Kong. His brother didn't particularly like him, but he had a certain charm about him. If he ever showed any anger or some evil tendencies Ryme would have to enslave him. Just another reason to increase his strength so Master Babidi finds him worthy. Then he wouldn't need to do this lengthy route of becoming "friends" to gain more allies. It was a tireless service.

WC: 450
TWC: 953
PL weighted: 6,663 (Base: 22,211)

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She matched his sarcasm with every bit of sass he was expecting from her, unlike that baboon she had been with when they first met she had actual skills when it came to the game of smack talk, a trait he loved to find in others. While she was in fact and always would be on a lower plane of life than he was Zero was surprised that she liked Earth over Vegeta. He never thought he would find a Saiyan who had, but then again all the Saiyans he had met were like gods to the normal humans here, which made him and Ryme even higher than Gods to those of Earth. Zero took note of the backstory he had displayed though that had led to her answering her preference of Earth over Vegeta. He was proud, his brother was quick with redirection and quickly had turned the talk to her instead of on them. Her reasons were that Vegeta was Vegeta, he was not sure if that was because the USD had ownership over them or because she had grown tired of the trivial lifestyle that was expected of a person who lived on Vegeta. Either way, he could not blame her, for one he despised the simple nature of a saiyan with only the sole goal of being stronger, it was such an unimpressive goal. Strength with no true sight was pointless, they seemed to only want to get stronger to fight stronger people and none of them had the ambition or drive to use that power for anything other than just fighting. Zero had the goals of getting stronger sure, but that was only so that he could amass an army, grow their ranks, and ensure his company's take over from his father would be successful with minimum effort or loss on his part.

What had surprised him the most about this saiyan woman was how she poofed outa folder, the contract details she had written and prepared were impressive but she had used magic. He had seen Master Babadi do such things before and he was the first in all his 70 years of life, Zerori now the second. Where did a monkey learn to do such a trick? It was honestly mind-blowing to even think about. He listened to her summed-up demand and snatched the folder out of the air. Opening up h half expected a prank to unfold in his face, but it was indeed a contract. He did a quick look through and heard her price. It would be fair, and with her as a contract agent that would also play in his favor. She would not be using his Logo so he could send her on jobs that he could not trust others with, or that were at higher risk. If she died, oh well no harm done and nothing pointing back to him. He would be able to find a way to ensure her payment and their communications would be hidden from the world.

"Well." He dropped his act and started to speak honestly meaning he was no longer playing a role but being his true self. "While my Brother and I will have to review this contract with our legal department, your wage is fair enough. If we decided to take you on know that you will be required to sign one of these yourself, a nondisclosure agreement I think they are called on this planet, and a liability clause. As per the benefits, room, and board, training equipment, health, and dental, varying from species to species of course, and workplace violence. " Yes, he meant that last one. He was not one to dull around the fact that for someone like her, Maycair, or Liari there was a different standard of Jobs for them. Though since all of them had that saiyan thrill for a fight he did not see how it would be an issue.

WC 657
TWC 2260

Zerori looked between the brothers as they looked over her contract, taking as much satisfaction as she could with their surprise without showing even a little bit of a smug reaction. She wanted to - Oh, she wanted to give them the dirtiest look as they looked over her terms and likely questioned just who the fuck she was and why she was so organized. Yet, for the sake of keeping her trump card for later, Zerori just floated there patiently. She’d even materialized a coin to flip in her hand just before Zero would finally make his final decisions. Which were, surprisingly, positive. Though she’d carefully schooled her features, Zerori would dismiss the coin back into the ether and bring her hands to her hips as she took in the conditions both of them had set for her.

“Seems easy enough. I’ve got some contact information on there; just send me where the ‘Room and Board’ is and I’ll probably set up something basic to work with,” She gave a shrug at the very last mentions both had made and grinned, “I’ll be sure to keep it to a minimum. Training is training, though, so could you really blame me if someone gets hurt there?” It was rhetorical but the feeling was there that she was going to be kept at a higher standard than most.

While not in their little club officially, Zerori couldn’t help but ask, “Any employees I should know about that caught both of your interests?” She couldn’t have been the only one getting cozy with the Changeling brothers. If she was, well… that was a crime of opportunity on its own that she had to exploit at some point. She crossed her arms, dropping the smile as she appeared more serious than before, “If there’s anyone that I’ve got beef with then there may be some complications with your conditions. Not that I’m going to kill them or anything but- well, you know how we Saiyans can be.”

It was only a matter of time before they asked the winning question and she was already thinking of just how she was going to explain things to them. Assuming, of course, they were even interested in what else she was beyond her tailed heritage. Being a Demon was always a little fun to explain to normies.

Ryme would listen to his brother continue about their company's protocols. It seemed that most of Zerori's questions were typical of an employee who's been around a couple of employers. This encouraged Ryme, as someone who has worked for multiple clients should know how to deal with them efficiently. He knew what the next part would entail. They wouldn't just employ anyone at Ika CGLM, there would need to be a test of sorts. He remembered his with Liaari before he had recruited her, funnily enough, his brother had also run into her around the same time.
Ryme wondered if he'd have to bring it up first or his brother. That's when Zero would give him the nod, and he knew.


His brother would broach the subject with the typical deciding factor it was time for rock paper scissors. It was the closest thing to the fair they had, certainly, if they focused hard enough, there could be some sort of advantage gained. However, that wasn't the point when they played, it was more about random chance than any other component. He'd throw out scissors, waiting to see what his brother's reply would be. Ryme had a plan if he did win the rock paper scissors. While Zerori had won some points for her pragmatism, as well as her performance at the bank. He still found that she didn't inspire him to believe in monkeys. There was only one who had done that so far. He'd think back to a certain sweet flavor...

Ryme needed to recruit some members as well. So far his only interest had been Liari, his brother recruiting was keeping them afloat. He hadn't thought of what he wanted to do in the meantime to contribute, but he knew that he had to add more value. There was an idea that had been brewing, Ryme hoped that some sparring would help spark it into a full-fledged plan. There was something meditative about combat, he still had to work on being still for their future master. He wondered what kind of fighter Zerori was, he expected as a Sayian she was a brawler. He did hope that she wasn't one of those who took sparing too seriously. His brother would sometimes be a victim of that problem, Ryme mostly didn't want to have to take his weights off. However, if his brother won the exchange he expected him to take his weights off. Or maybe he was in a more relaxed state today, Ryme couldn't tell they hadn't talked much about Zerori.

WC: 425
TWC: 1,806
PL weighted: 6,663 (Base: 22,211)

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