Another Trip to the Market (Private with Triton) (Complete)

As much as he was used to seeing the windswept plains of Namek, one would think that Triton wouldn’t be too amazed by the usual barren planet’s landscape. This, however, was a totally different experience for the young Half Saiyan. The Katas Market was as noisy and distracting as any place on Earth, and to see so many Namekians gathering around, along with the scarce few interplanetary travelers that did make their way to the mostly peaceful planet, it made for quite the incredible sight.

Triton wanted to buy something, perhaps more training gear for himself in light of the fact that he had gotten supremely lazy in past months, but he knew that he didn’t have the zeni needed for a purchase like that. His main focus was saving up so that he could get himself a capsule house of some kind, preferably one with enough space to train in instead of going out to the woods every time he wants some solitude. But those thoughts were mostly fancy at the moment, as he adjusted his heavy weights beneath his usual attire, a simple t shirt and rather noticeable jacket, black with longer sleeves rolled to the elbow and white fur around the collar, and a dark pair of jeans and nice boots that he found rather comfortable. The weights weren’t all that noticeable, being skin tight and worn beneath his clothing, but they were certainly causing him a bit of discomfort as he still wasn’t completely attuned to wearing them again.

Feeling a mass amount of sensory overload in such a crowded space, he was hardly paying attention when he rather suddenly collided with someone else. Being somewhat clumsy at times and completely off guard, Triton stumbled backwards and immediately fell to his behind, tripping over himself and falling hard to the dirt below. As he rubbed his head, he shot up to a sitting position and looked to see who he had so rudely bumped into. Without even really looking at the person in question, he had already begun apologizing.

“Ah, geez, that didn’t feel so good. Are you okay? I’m so sorry!”

WC: 356

Wearing Heavy Weights

PL: 12,100 - w/weights: 3,025

Triton was surprised, after he finally began to pay attention anyways, once he realized that the person he had so unceremoniously trucked into was a human woman. Of course, being at the biggest trading hub on Namek meant that anyone could have been there, but the Half Saiyan wasn’t quite used to seeing this new side of Namek. She wasn’t the tallest, but she was certainly stout and well built, and the scars that painted her body like an angry artist over a canvas told him that she was definitely a fighter.

This encounter brought out a terrible conundrum in Triton and his mannerisms. On the one hand, he was apologetic and excited about meeting another fighter, being someone who put a lot of stock in his abilities. Plus, feeling out at her energy, she was noticeably strong, stronger than he was maybe. On the other hand, however, she was a girl, and Triton has never been able to keep composure around girls. Women were, perhaps, his one true weakness.

Accepting her hand and pulling himself up, the young man dusted himself off and straightened his outfit, scratching at the back of his head and looking off to the side a bit as he started speaking. “Yeah, yeah I’m uhh.. I’m good. Glad you’re okay too. Be better if I died of embarrassment already...”

That last part was said more under his breath, but she might have heard him. “Anyways,” looking back at her now, finally getting the blush on his face a bit more under control. “My name’s Triton. Sorry about all that. Didn’t expect to run into a human girl out here though. Much less a fighter. Nice to meetcha?” Triton smiled at the woman, albeit a bit sheepishly as he pushed his hair back out of his face again, attempting to look somewhat presentable and polite.

WC: 309

TWC: 665

Triton nodded a bit as he listened to what the woman was saying. “Hikaru, huh? Okay then. Hikaru.” He would say to himself somewhat, making sure to commit her name to memory. The Half Saiyan crossed his arms a bit as she continued speaking about the state of the planet. It was certainly true that there were many different peoples on Namek these days, though most of them were confined to these spaceports and other places of interest.

On the mentioning of the different warriors and protectors that have risen up in the wake of such interplanetary travels, Triton would nod once in affirmation. “Yeah, it’s definitely a lot more lively around here. The Namekian people have done a lot to keep places like Katas safe. A lot better than most would imagine, since a large part of the race aren’t fighters at all.” Triton would come off a lot more intelligently now than he had previously, as he did have extensive knowledge of the Namekian people and their culture... for the most part anyway. “There’s a lot more of them forming warrior clans along the... the caverns.” He would have paused as if trying to remember. “Yeah, the Dark Nameks cause a lot of trouble when they aren’t kept in check.”

Triton would study her a bit further as he spoke. Hikaru was certainly rough and tumble, and he could tell by her relaxed nature that she was level headed. Something about being a fighter made it easy to spot qualities in other warriors, he noted, as he saw the way that she watched over the crowds, like an animal mother watching for potential threats. Brushing his wild hair from his face again, the Half Saiyan would put his hands in his pockets. “I’ve been trying to find a place for myself lately, anyways. The people can always use help, and after what happened a year ago I’ve still been slacking WAY too much. I’ve certainly gotten weaker because of it.” He would trail off at that, looking off into the distance a bit himself.

WC: 346

TWC: 1,011

Triton would have been somewhat oblivious to his previous statements so far, until Hikaru herself repeated the phrase that should have stuck out to him as well. One year ago... he wasn’t supposed to say anything about that, but it was too late now. It was obvious that she hadn’t remembered him though, so perhaps his plan to have stayed out of focus worked. He couldn’t be sure though so he decided to keep quiet on that for now. It wouldn’t do him any good to focus on that particular event any further.

After hearing her final response however, Triton perked up a bit more. Any place with fighters settling in was far better than nothing, and maybe there were more of them here like her. If he had a place to really dig in his heels and get to work, he could likely regain a good portion of the strength he lost. “Tsuno’s Village, huh? If there’s people there that can help me then that’d be great! I’m barely able to reach into the power I used to have, and it takes me a lot more effort to do it too.” The Half Saiyan would pump his arm a bit, smiling at the woman. It was true that he could do somewhat of a semblance of his former glory, but it was a pale imitation that didn’t last long enough for him to do a whole lot.

“I’d really like to go there if you’d be able to show me the way!”

WC: 253

TWC: 1,264

Triton was probably a bit too excited if he was being honest with himself, but it had been a really, really long time since he’d had an actual training partner of any kind and he’d been hurting for some time over it. He could tell that Hikaru was sizing him up in turn, same as he had earlier, which was only fair. It would make sense for someone to at least judge a stranger of their ability before taking them to such a place, especially if the person was found lacking. That didn’t seem to be the case however, as the next question that came out of her mouth seemed more earnest than testing. Much as he himself wouldn’t mind a trip by foot, he easily took to the the sky alongside Hikaru.

“Flying is no problem at all. Just lead the way!” The young and over eager Half Saiyan would Val to his new friend, or at least he considered her friendly enough to slap the title on. His skin was just itching with an intense drive, and he couldn’t wait to actually put his training weights to good use for the first time in a long time. Triton wondered at the kind of people he would meet at this village, and if any of them were a race besides Namekian. It wasn’t likely that many of them were, and given the fact that he had already met one that wasn’t the chance felt slim. But even so, any warriors would do, so long as he could keep up with them. To satisfy his curiosity on the way there, Triton would voice his question. “So you said it’s a village where warriors are gathering? What kind of people do you guys have? The question was left open as more of a lure to get the blue haired girl to talk a little more, so that maybe Triton could figure her out a bit better. He was likely to be training with her soon, and he could tell that she was already making much farther along then he was these days. Trying to figure her out was definitely a key objective at the moment.

WC: 365

TWC: 1629

Triton followed only a slight distance behind Hikaru as the two of them soared through the clean air of Namek’s sky. Triton absolutely loved flying, and back on Earth st times it just wasn’t as pleasant. But here on Namek, it was just incredible. The air tasted pure and unsoiled, there was no smog or even heavy air, just clean wind and beautiful sun. Although, Triton noted, he could certainly use a good nighttime rest, as at times it was rather difficult to sleep with such blistering light shining down all hours of the day.

The young Half Saiyan kept his mind steady despite these thoughts as he flew, keeping his ears on the conversation at hand. He was quite surprised that such a smaller settlement seemed to attract more of their type rather than a base stationed nearer Katas, but having a Namekian healer was probably a big help. Having so many outsiders stay there must make it a lot easier for new arrivals, which was exactly the problem he had been facing already. Having a place he could touch down at and keep around would be extremely helpful, and he was reckless enough that he needed a healer on hand to keep him steady.

As the two of them drifted into the village, Triton continued to assess the surroundings as well as his new acquaintance. Hikaru was an odd woman so far as he could tell, as it didn’t seem as though she was much for social interactions but was definitely prepared to fight at any time. At the very least, he figured that she would likely make a good ally to side with the next time that something happened like last time, as he remembered how she recklessly threw herself into the fray to save the lives of others. She’s a hero who refuses the title, but maybe if he makes a place for himself here Triton can change her mind. He touches down beside her wordlessly, not having anything to add as of yet.

WC: 338

TWC: 1,967