Renko
PL 75
North City

Renko flew into the city, checking out some of Earth's civilizations for around the six or seventh time since he landed on this planet. He already felt a little behind, and he kind of was. Saiyans had already been deployed to Earth a while ago, but the worsening situation on Planet Patch kept him a little busy. On top of that, despite being here for about two weeks, he barely got around to checking out Earth's cities. It took him a few days to get settled in once he landed, and on top of that he was only actually sent out some casual patrols a handful of times so far. Other than that, Renko's just been training. He was only just beginning to get familiar with some of these places.

Renko landed on top of a building, he always felt weird starting these patrolling missions. He was basically just supposed to stand here, fly around a little bit, and make sure the world wasn't about to end. No one had a lot of information to go on with these assailants as it was, so he wasn't exactly sure of who or what to look for. Even if he saw something fishy going on, it could just be a common criminal, not at all related to the bigger threat at hand. He knew would still try and help anyway, but he was actually looking for any form of progress this time. Looking over the city below him, he sighed. "Well, this is better than nothing. I'll just have to suck it up and make the most of it." He said to himself before suddenly sensing a energy level around his own very close by.

Now on alert, Renko looked in the direction he sensed it in. He saw a man on the ground, walking among the people. From the looks of it, it looked like the standard issue Saiyan Armor that the Imperial Army gave out to its soldiers. "Oh, someone from the same team. Now we're talking. For a second I thought I was going to have to do this alone again." He muttered, taking flight and heading towards him. As he got closer, Renko could see his tail, which reassured him that he was not mistaken.

Renko had to hand it to this guy for actually being among the Earthlings. He was still new to this world, and everything was so alien to him. Some of the technology he had never even seen before, and it all a little much. He felt like a complete stranger, and it was definitely going to take some time before that feeling went away. He reluctantly landed on the ground a few meters behind his ally, a people looking at him funny as they tried to maneuver around him as he did so. Geez, way to go Renko. Smooth. He thought to himself, walking fast to catch up with the other Saiyan. Once he got close enough, he would awkwardly tap him on the shoulder. This whole day felt completely off.

"Excuse me, mind if I join you?"

Current PL: 65 [Not Suppressed]

North City. This was a dangerous city for sure. Probably the second most dangerous city. The most dangerous city in her opinion was West City where crimes were high. That's where she fought the notorious 'Asmoskon'... That damn bastard. If only she had caught him before he got away. Still now wasn't the time to think about that. Nexus was doing obviously her normal routine which was....

"HEY! COME ON!!!! THAT'S B.S!!!" Yup... Tickets.

Detective Proudmoore had herself leaned against the car as a nice little ticket was placed on the windshield. As the man approached, she began to walk away. "Your time was up... I'm not going to give you a chance to redeem yourself. I've been standing here all day," walking off with a man yelling at her. Yup, this was pretty much her dang job... She would often hand out tickets for days which she had no problem with doing but she craved a little excitement here and there. After dealing with Asmo, she had faint memories of having herself in the martial arts tournament a lot. That was when everything was prime in her life. Now she just went around and solved crimes... Writing mostly tickets to people who didn't follow proper vehicle stuff. Boring stuff...

Detective Nexus would walk down the street, making a few turns, doing her normal thing when she happened to come across something rather strange... Two young saiyans wearing odd uniforms. Eyeing them from a distance, she had a strange feeling these saiyans weren't your average saiyans. The detective would slowly begin to approach them as they were having their normal and calm conversations. Nexus really didn't find them a threat but it was just odd what they were wearing. Then again, her unclothing gear may be strange to some individuals so she really couldn't have too much room to talk. Upon approaching the two saiyan boys she would wave at them briefly before placing her hands in her pockets.

"Excuse me, gentlemen. I have never seen those uniforms before. They look very different from what I've seen before. Detective Proudmoore; I'm with Earth's Global Government. Mind telling me what you boys are up to on this fine day?"

She wanted to keep it short and sweet... She didn't give them a cold look this time. Nah... It was a rather calming looking. Relaxed? Yeah, we'll go with a relaxed look. She didn't seem very alarmed by these two but it didn't hurt to ask what they were doing and just what the hell those uniforms were. We're now about to find out!

Kosho watched the other Saiyan's face after he told him where he was from. He was pleased when his face lit up and he said he knew where it was. The Saiyan's name was Renko. Unfortunately, Kosho hadn't been to Vidalia Village before. He mostly went to major cities or even the capital to defend and, well, have unofficial tournaments with many Saiyans. He tried to imagine where the village was in respect to Celtuce City, but abandoned it after he heard that Renko hadn't been here on Earth for too long either. Ah, finally, he thought to himself, someone to share in my pain and confusion. Kosho wondered what kinds of stories Renko had about his times patrolling here on Earth so far.
"It's very nice to meet you, Renko. I'm glad I got to meet another Saiyan on this planet, and one from the Army, too. I haven't really been here too long either, so we're both in the same boat, huh?"

Before Kosho could ask any other questions or say anything else, someone began approaching them. He looked away from Renko and towards the woman, who waved at them, subsequently putting her hands in her pockets. She introduced herself and simply asked what they were doing here. Kosho was surprised to see his fellow Saiyan prostrate himself so abruptly and quickly, speaking in a much more formal manner than before. It was something so unexpected, Kosho couldn't help but smile at what just happened. He was starting to like this Saiyan. Once Renko was done, Kosho turned back to Proudmoore and added his 2 cents.
"We're sent on patrols every now and then to see if there is any suspicious activity that could be a threat to the King. I'm Kosho. It's nice to meet you, Detective."
While Kosho wasn't exactly being formal with her, he didn't feel there was any need for hostility. She didn't seem like she was a corrupt or bad detective, just someone doing her job. He'd do the same if he were on patrol on Patch in the capital for someone who didn't look like they were in the right place. In fact, he may or may not have been more rude over on Patch than here. They're just more rough around the edges over there.

Kosho examined the power levels of both his compatriots here: Renko and Detective Proudmoore. He was more than please to find out they both measured up around his strength, with Renko seeming a bit stronger. He was able to contain his excitement. He didn't want to alarm either one of them. Yes, he squealed inside his head like a little girl who just found out she's getting a pony for her birthday, more sparring partners! What's even more interesting is the Detective, by appearance, didn't seem like the type of person who was chucking around 100 lbs barbells like a stone. At least, that's what it looked like to Kosho. He was very interested to see how she could prove him wrong.

This is why I wanted to stay on the building. He thought.

Renko couldn't help but feel a little "exposed" when Proudmoore pointed out how conspicuous they were to the surrounding people. He followed the detective, assuming Kosho would be right with him. As they walked, Renko listened to her go into more detail about why she stopped them, the earthling saiyans, and how Earth didn't really need their protection. He raised an eyebrow, thinking that she was coming off as a little overconfident. The Saiyan assumed that since she was apart of Earth's Government, she had to know how dire the situation was. If their own King called upon Planet Patch to help them, it had to mean that Earth's forces alone weren't enough.

Renko followed Proudmoore into the secluded area of the park. He had to hand it to this city, this park looked wonderful. He could really feel mother nature's touch compared to the busier, urban parts of North City. It's a shame that something unfortunate had to happen to bring him here, but he was glad he could get the experience of it all. Seeing Kosho interact with her earlier paired with how relaxed Proudmoore was acting made him ease up. The area they were in gave off a "chill" vibe as it was.

"It's not a problem. It's understandable. We haven't been on the planet for very long, and as a result we're unfamiliar with most of the culture here. We have a lot to learn."

He sat down in front of a tree on the opposite side of the one Proudmoore was leaning on. He had one leg extended out and kept the other bent with the knee facing upwards. He leaned back and let one arm rest on his knee and the other resting on his thigh. Hearing her talk about her rival couldn't help but make Renko a little excited. So she was an experienced fighter as well, he was curious to see what she was made of. On top of that, it was exciting that Renko might find a rival of his own while he was here. He definitely wanted to see what Earth had to offer, and how the Saiyans compared to them.

Well, at least these two were friendly. Some saiyans are known for their cruel and unusual behaviors. The fact that the saiyans followed her was a big surprise actually... To trust a complete stranger? Some brownie points, the saiyans did earn! As she leaned against the tree and staring off into the body of water before them, she had to ask... "This king you mention... Is it the Earth's king you guys are patrolling for? If so, why is it that you two would be doing it for a foreign king? That is if you're talking about Earth's king." In truth of it all, Nexus has honestly no clue what's going on for the most part. She's been too busy doing her own damn job like giving out tickets or solving murders... That's just how it is.

She'd chomp her gum down a bit, listening to the two appreciating her for pulling them away from all the commotion. She began shaking her head and waving her hand at them, "Oh stop with the formality guys. You guys are soldiers right? You're making yourself sound more like scholars then anything else!" She was obviously teasing them because how polite they were. It was just a very big surprise that these two were polite. A majority of saiyans she's met are cocky and arrogant for the most part. Nexus would sigh, "I do need to apologize just because the fact this place isn't too friendly for a lot of newcomers. I just wanted to give y'all a chance to know someone who isn't here to stare your skins off,"

The one saiyan in blue seemed rather... Reserved... Nexus gathered the fact he must have been alone or something most of his life. Who knows... However, the yellow one was quite the chatter box.. He was going over and messing around with the monkey bars like a teenager trying to show off his swol or something. These two had to be strong though, if only Nexus had some way of figuring out how to sense their ki's... As the detective heard Kosho talk about wanting a sparring buddy she smirked and began to chuckle to that... Yeah, maybe one day they'll see each other again. Nexus would push herself off the tree, "Well, Kosho... I don't know where he is now. Maybe, one day we'll spar but I figured I-"

"Ahhhh well, well, welllll... If it isn't da' smart detective who threw one of da' boys in jail..?"

A little stubby man walked out in a tuxedo with three muscle men right behind him. Nexus's eyes widen as she knew what she was seeing... "Skinny Balone...!" To which he gave off a cheeky grin, "Oh yeah, thought yous scared me off huh?" This little stubby man seemed relaxed.. He wasn't worried about the two saiyans near her at all. As Nexus sighed in annoyance, she turned around towards her guests and pointed towards the sidewalk. "Well guys, it was a pleasure meeting you... I've unfortunately got some business to handle..."

All three of the men crack their joints, preparing for... a fight!

"Oh yeah... Shoo the dirty monkeys away, Nexxy... We's got business to certainly finish... Da' boys and I need to rough yous up a little for sending one of my besties in jail for murdering that hitman..." To which the annoyed detective turned out, "And here you are admitting he committed a crime... I'm gonna take your ass in too for being apart of that!" The woman seemed annoyed that she had to deal with this now while meeting some new friend. "Again, I apologize for this guys... This is what happens when you meet dummies.." 

One of Skinny Balone's minions speaks out, "Duuuuh BOSS! She call us dummies.... DUMMIES!" Skinny Balone jumped up and smacked him across the face! "Don't let her get in your feelings Big Thumb! She's good at what she does!" to which the big bald man started rubbing his face in pain. "Yous fucked up Nexxy... I'm gonna show you why you don't mess with da boys! I'll be back when they've taken care of you..." This was when the little man walked off and was completely gone now... Nonsensable to any ki sensing users. Nexus sighed, "Kosho... Blue guy... You two wanna help me out..? I've gotta admit maybe three is a little too much too handle.."

The three buff men began cracking their knuckles and started approaching them... What will the saiyans do?!

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I'm declaring this a freeform RP. This means we don't need to keep track of stats and just RP for fun.

Each musclehead here has about 55 PL.

Kosho perked up when Proudmoore inquired about why they were trying to defend the Earth King. Renko gave his piece of the puzzle, but Kosho was a little more sentimental about it. Prostrating himself, he looked off and crossed his arms as he reflected out loud.
"We were called here, requested by the Earth King himself. I would still be at Patch right now, if it weren't for the fact that our King, the Saiyan King, was assassinated. We don't know how or by who. All we know is that now he's gone. I blamed myself for a while, thinking it was my fault he died. I was on duty that night, but I wasn't inside his castle when he was assassinated. But, yeah, that's why I'm here. Well, why we're here."
Kosho sighed and let his arms drop. No use getting sentimental over the past right now. The Saiyan smirked and laughed a little at the both of them, regarding them being so formal.
"Yeah, well if you think I was formal, how about Renko when you first introduced yourself? No offense, it was funny, though."

Kosho's face straightened when Proudmoore apologized to them. Of course, he understands where she's coming from, but to Kosho, if the people don't want to change, that's on them. When they need to change, they'll be forced to. People like Proudmoore get a head start on those people, and that's how you know they're worth your time. In response, Kosho shook his head.
"The sins of the many don't fall on the one who is not like them. I heard my father say it once, you should both know I don't talk like that. But, yeah, don't sweat what other people do. You are your own person. At the end of the day, I'm more than glad we got to meet."
Kosho really wanted to hear her say those words. Those three special words that'll make any guy swoon: "let's throw hands." Unfortunately, he didn't get to hear that. Instead, he heard some annoying mobster voice poke through and interrupt her. DAMMIT, I WAS RIGHT THERE!! 

The short and stubby figure walked out, accompanied by three other, much bigger figures. Kosho heard Proudmoore mention his name, and his eyes widened in confusion.
"What part of this guy is Skinny?" This whole situation seemed confusing, but as Proudmoore kept insisting they go away, Kosho got more and more serious. She doesn't honestly expect to take on all four of these guys alone, does she? I'm not leaving. From what Kosho could gather about the situation, these guys were bad, and they needed to get their asses kicked. This was more than fine for the battle-hungry Saiyan. When the Detective finally asked for their assistance, the Saiyans were both more than happy to oblige. The first to step up was Renko, and Kosho followed his comrade close behind, pulling up on the other side of Proudmoore. He did not take that "dirty monkey" comment kindly.
"I've been itching all day for a fight, Proudmoore. You're not gonna deny me this opportunity by hogging it all up yourself."
Kosho looked his competition up and down, sizing them up. They didn't seem exactly on their level, but if they all ganged up, it could pose a problem. The angered Saiyan stared his opponents down, finally done analyzing them, and smirked.
"You know, it must be Friday in three days..." Kosho lifted up one hand towards his opponents and started channeling Ki into it. "'cuz I'm 'bout four, five seconds from wildin'." With that, Kosho let out a green Ki beam towards his opponents, right down the middle. "Ouroboros!"

Renko heeded Proudmoore's warning, but it was pretty hard not to be fooled even after sensing their energy. These guys didn't look like the sharpest tools in the shed. These guys gave her trouble? Well, if that was true then they had to have some skill. Hopefully it was enough to satisfy Renko's hunger for a good fight. The three henchmen seemed to split pick their own opponents. Unfortunately for him, it looked like he got the short end of the stick on this one, because this was one ugly mother fucker.

With the monkey jokes now transitioning into full on pet jokes, Renko had just about enough of it all. It was becoming more and more personal, and he was ready to throw down to say the least. Big Thud ran towards him, trying to "cuddle" him. Because of that, Renko was expecting a hand to hand combat maneuver from him, so one could imagine his surprise when an energy blast fired out of brute's mouth and headed straight towards him! The Saiyan crossed his arms in front of himself to block the attack struck him dead on. He was definitely able to believe the detective now after that, because the momentum pushed him back. Renko's feet left a dirt trail in the ground as they were dragged along the grass towards the trees almost right behind them.

As Renko's arms lowered, he found himself having to bring his guard right back up as Big Thud was right on top of him with a barrage of fists!

Tch! It's a little heavy! He thought as he raised his right forearm to block the initial blow. He found it better to dodge and weave his way through the rest of the barrage before getting some breathing room of his own. As Big Thud backed up to taunt him some more, Renko now had to the time to strike. He gritted his teeth and growled, bringing his arm back and dashing forward. His tail unraveled and started waggling as he getting into the zone now.

"Alright. you wanna play big guy? Let's play!"

Renko concentrated energy into his fist as he jumped into the air once he was right in front of the brute so that he was level with his opponent's face. It was then that he'd execute the Parsley Punch, sending his energy fist towards Big Thud's nose, hoping to break it.