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7/12/2025, 8:01:40 PM
>>6273837
“Of course I can. My wife Meloka and Goar here can't, but I can. And I'm not the only one either.” you tell her, seeing the girl's eyes widen in surprise. “Because you're not the only one with a Stand.”
“A... Stand?” she asks, head tilting in confusion as she and Strange Brew exchange a confused look. “What do you mean?”
“Stands are special abilities only some people have. Some are born with them, and others get them from being stabbed by certain special weapons.” you tell her. “In fact, I have a Stand as well.”
“Really?” she asks, eyes shining in excitement.
“Really. A Stand is, well...” you say, voice trailing off as you try and find a way to explain it. “They're a physical manifestation of you, of your fighting spirit. And they all take different forms and have different abilities.”
“Do you have one as well?” she asks, you nodding to her. “Really? Can I see it?”
“Of course. Whenever Divine Dragon Force wakes, I'll show you.” you tell her, gesturing to your right arm. “Mine is bound to my right arm, as a crimson-scaled dragon. But right now it's dormant, having used up a lot of power to save me and everyone else the other day from a terrible monster. But I'm not the only one who has one of these Stands, like us.”
“There are more?” she asks, the girl growing more and more enthralled by the moment.
“Absolutely. Three of my children have them, or at least only three so far. Never know if any of the others might develop one.” you say, then with a grin add. “Would you like to meet one?”
“Yes! Yes, please!” she replies, all hints of her earlier fright and shyness gone. Which leaves you with only one question: who should you call over? So, with a thought you expand your ki sense, finding Koruza's no longer on planet. He's no doubt gone back to Earth with Durah, where he's been spending a bit of his time ever since Durah's discovery. Caulifla, while on-world is already back below ground with that young man of hers, you also sensing several weaker powerlevels around them and realize she's gone back to fighting off the Darkwraiths. Which leaves one last one, who is still on your ship. So, with a though you reach out.
“Hey, Okira, do you have a minute or two?” you think out to her. Feeling your mind connect with your youngest daughter's own instantly.
“Dad? What is it? Everything okay?” she replies, you feeling her worry through the connection. “I sensed King Vegeta over there a minute ago, did something happen?
“Everything's fine now. We just stopped some child slavers.” you reply, feeling her relief. “And I'd like you to meet her, meet Cesha Ryn. You two have something rather surprising in common.”
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“Of course I can. My wife Meloka and Goar here can't, but I can. And I'm not the only one either.” you tell her, seeing the girl's eyes widen in surprise. “Because you're not the only one with a Stand.”
“A... Stand?” she asks, head tilting in confusion as she and Strange Brew exchange a confused look. “What do you mean?”
“Stands are special abilities only some people have. Some are born with them, and others get them from being stabbed by certain special weapons.” you tell her. “In fact, I have a Stand as well.”
“Really?” she asks, eyes shining in excitement.
“Really. A Stand is, well...” you say, voice trailing off as you try and find a way to explain it. “They're a physical manifestation of you, of your fighting spirit. And they all take different forms and have different abilities.”
“Do you have one as well?” she asks, you nodding to her. “Really? Can I see it?”
“Of course. Whenever Divine Dragon Force wakes, I'll show you.” you tell her, gesturing to your right arm. “Mine is bound to my right arm, as a crimson-scaled dragon. But right now it's dormant, having used up a lot of power to save me and everyone else the other day from a terrible monster. But I'm not the only one who has one of these Stands, like us.”
“There are more?” she asks, the girl growing more and more enthralled by the moment.
“Absolutely. Three of my children have them, or at least only three so far. Never know if any of the others might develop one.” you say, then with a grin add. “Would you like to meet one?”
“Yes! Yes, please!” she replies, all hints of her earlier fright and shyness gone. Which leaves you with only one question: who should you call over? So, with a thought you expand your ki sense, finding Koruza's no longer on planet. He's no doubt gone back to Earth with Durah, where he's been spending a bit of his time ever since Durah's discovery. Caulifla, while on-world is already back below ground with that young man of hers, you also sensing several weaker powerlevels around them and realize she's gone back to fighting off the Darkwraiths. Which leaves one last one, who is still on your ship. So, with a though you reach out.
“Hey, Okira, do you have a minute or two?” you think out to her. Feeling your mind connect with your youngest daughter's own instantly.
“Dad? What is it? Everything okay?” she replies, you feeling her worry through the connection. “I sensed King Vegeta over there a minute ago, did something happen?
“Everything's fine now. We just stopped some child slavers.” you reply, feeling her relief. “And I'd like you to meet her, meet Cesha Ryn. You two have something rather surprising in common.”
cont
6/29/2025, 9:43:47 PM
>>6267436
You don't say anything, instead start walking forward. The slaver, clearly nervous takes a step back, but you don't stop at him He doesn't even try to impede you as you march forward. Instead of stopping by the slaver you keep going, walking right past him without issue. Then past Goar as well, who doesn't seem even slightly surprised as you go straight to the other cloaked figure, kneeling down by the one Goar was protecting.
“Hey, are you okay?” you ask, slowly, gently reaching out with your hand down by the ground palm-up. Slowly sliding it into the hooded, cloaked figure's line-of-sight. “It's okay, everything's going to be-”
“Baaah! St-Stay back!” the woman exclaims, immediately jumping a bit back. But she immediately stumbles over her own cloak, tripping on it and falling on her rear. Pulling her hood down, and revealing the face of an alien species you're unfamiliar with.
“A Togruta.” Bane's phantom thinks in your mind, as suddenly his knowledge of the species flows into your mind. The horn-like appendages on her head, the Montrals, are actually sensory organs that detect movement around them ans sprout Lekku, or head-tails. Hers barely come past her shoulders, meaning- “A juvenile.”
“Kids.” you say, voice a low growl as you stand up to your full height, turning back to face the slavers. “You bastards are stealing kids.”
“Woah woah woah, we're not stealing anything, general!” the slaver retorts, raising both hands and taking a nervous step back. No doubt hearing the anger in your voice. “We bought her, fair and square. Honest.”
“BUYING children is fair and honest?” you reply, feeling your left eye twitch. Seeing the scared reaction the girl had as she backed away nervously, imagining your own children in her shoes, you and your Berserker Soul are in complete alignment. “And just what were you planning to do with her, huh?”
Silence hangs over the alley, the slaver realizing that he'd have been better off fleeing instead of bringing you into this as he glances towards the entrance of the alley, only to see your wife still standing there, arms crossed. But you see the vein bulging in her forearm, can see how tightly she's gripping her own arms and know she's as furious as you are.
“General, we're just in this business to make money. Buying and selling whatever brings the most credits, honest.” he says, a panicked tone to his voice. “The boss just buys whatever he thinks he can flip for easy credits, we don't do nothin' with the cargo, honest!”
cont
You don't say anything, instead start walking forward. The slaver, clearly nervous takes a step back, but you don't stop at him He doesn't even try to impede you as you march forward. Instead of stopping by the slaver you keep going, walking right past him without issue. Then past Goar as well, who doesn't seem even slightly surprised as you go straight to the other cloaked figure, kneeling down by the one Goar was protecting.
“Hey, are you okay?” you ask, slowly, gently reaching out with your hand down by the ground palm-up. Slowly sliding it into the hooded, cloaked figure's line-of-sight. “It's okay, everything's going to be-”
“Baaah! St-Stay back!” the woman exclaims, immediately jumping a bit back. But she immediately stumbles over her own cloak, tripping on it and falling on her rear. Pulling her hood down, and revealing the face of an alien species you're unfamiliar with.
“A Togruta.” Bane's phantom thinks in your mind, as suddenly his knowledge of the species flows into your mind. The horn-like appendages on her head, the Montrals, are actually sensory organs that detect movement around them ans sprout Lekku, or head-tails. Hers barely come past her shoulders, meaning- “A juvenile.”
“Kids.” you say, voice a low growl as you stand up to your full height, turning back to face the slavers. “You bastards are stealing kids.”
“Woah woah woah, we're not stealing anything, general!” the slaver retorts, raising both hands and taking a nervous step back. No doubt hearing the anger in your voice. “We bought her, fair and square. Honest.”
“BUYING children is fair and honest?” you reply, feeling your left eye twitch. Seeing the scared reaction the girl had as she backed away nervously, imagining your own children in her shoes, you and your Berserker Soul are in complete alignment. “And just what were you planning to do with her, huh?”
Silence hangs over the alley, the slaver realizing that he'd have been better off fleeing instead of bringing you into this as he glances towards the entrance of the alley, only to see your wife still standing there, arms crossed. But you see the vein bulging in her forearm, can see how tightly she's gripping her own arms and know she's as furious as you are.
“General, we're just in this business to make money. Buying and selling whatever brings the most credits, honest.” he says, a panicked tone to his voice. “The boss just buys whatever he thinks he can flip for easy credits, we don't do nothin' with the cargo, honest!”
cont
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