Post by Beefa on Apr 12, 2018 11:58:53 GMT -5
350/350 HP, 3D30, 200 EXP, 6/6 GP
Life was the same old thing for Beefa the moment after she had been born into the universe, work for the Saiyans, please her evil parents, and kill the northern Saiyan scum so that eventually she could turn around and maybe/maybe not take all the southern Saiyans' work on the planet Daikondou away from them. Her mind was so bored that before the battle that was going to change her life she went out, took a long flight across the wastelands of her home world and found herself lost somewhere between the central and southern part of the planet in a dry, vast desert a great ways away from the camps the rebel Saiyans used until they were able to capture the southern capital city once more.
The young woman landed and shook her sweat ponytails out feeling the water from her pure white skin vaporize in the heat as it let her hair and body. She wrapped her soft silver tail around her waist and attempted to cry but her eyes were so dry it just didn't happen. She was out here because she wanted to beat someone up. She always wanted to because she was half Saiyan and Demon more Demon then Saiyan though. It was her desire to see blood flow and yet she was so far away from the front lines and the action that would only be a dream in her irritated blue eyes.
She curled into a ball and secretly thought she would wish to die as she brushed her knees up against her white dress and the sweater underneath. Her body wasn't used to this heat so it really irked her. Or was it?
The young lady had a wicked smile appear across her face and in an instant she summoned forth ki blowing away the heat beating down on her with a burst of air. This also got rid of her sweat and any potential smell she might have. She then rose to her feet and looked around uttering, "I'm no crybaby. I won't do this I'm a proud Demon and Saiyan. I'm only doing this to draw out the fools of the north but I see none of them here today."
Her act was gone and she crossed her arms over her chest tapping her foot on the ground while she gazed off in all directions by quickly spinning on her heel with each tap of her leg. No enemies were around today and it was annoying for that meant her king Pars' goal of conquering the south might soon come to pass. Then she could go back to the capital he was set to capture, find him, and maybe ask to help him conquer the north. She was tired of acting like a half Saiyan damsel who was a weakling to draw out northern Saiyans. She knew they were warriors who liked to show off their strength but many of them she personally felt might not go too far out of their way to help a Saiyan lady or even a half Saiyan lady like her. They carried chivalry to an extent in their hearts, at least that's what she knew from fighting a very few of them recently. She was new to the whole Saiyan warrior thing but she knew that if a Saiyan got knocked down another wasn't necessarily continue to pummel them into the ground. They'd at least let them get back up unless they were taking their fights seriously like this war had been. She just needed an angle out of this really odd task/job of enticing her fellow kind to help her so that her or her friends could wipe out unsuspecting northerners.
Her arms stretched out in front of her once she was ready to go. With a quick energy charge she fired off bursts of ki into the desert causing massive explosions across the sand. It was her way of training.