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5/24/2025, 5:32:43 AM
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“Getting the Dragon Ball might still be the main priority then. Basilea, you and I can provide a distraction, right?”
“We can.” she confirms.
“Then let’s leave tracking the Dragon Ball to our resident tracker, and whoever she thinks can best assist.” you suggest.
“I can help if you’d like.” Keli tells the raptor robot lady.
“Oh, here! Dad had a spare.” Izzy tosses Keli a spare Scouter. “Radar function’s built in. Just in case.” She nods and attaches it to her face.
“There’s also the matter of whoever is in that containment field.” Piccolo notes.
“Hmm... hey Izzy, think you can pull the ol’ Glitter Goat switcheroo?”
“Can I? HAH!” She cracks her knuckles. “I’ll be in and out of there before they can even notice.”
“Also please be careful, whoever is in that feels… familiar, somehow. And I don’t know if that’s a good sign or a bad sign. Maaaaaybe double-check first.” you suggest.
“Got it. I’ll keep watch then.” your brother adds.
You pump your fist in the air. “Then let’s do this!” Now, how are you gonna handle something like this…? Oh, oh you know just the thing. You send a mental message to Basilea with your plan, then place two fingers on your forehead and lock on to the energy of one of the soldiers furthest away from the group. He yawns, bored out of his mind, when you tap him on the shoulder.
“Yeah yeah I know, no sleeping on the job-” His head turns, but before he can call out in surprise, you’ve both hidden a Ki mine under his feet and grabbed him by the collar of his armor, teleporting back to Basilea with him. She delivers a quick gut punch to knock him out, with the demon falling down. You grab another, repeating the process a few more times, Basilea getting more creative with her methods of rendering them unconscious each time. A chop to the neck, a headbutt, a suplex, a clothesline, an elbow drop, a full on Impaler DDT, she even hits one of them with the unconscious body of their comrades.
You both end up with a good dozen of them before she asks, “Think that’s enough for the start of a proper distraction?”
A soft boom can be heard in the distance as one of your Ki mines go off. They’re not especially powerful, but just enough to send one of these goons flying. You smirk. “I think that is.”
(cont.)
“Getting the Dragon Ball might still be the main priority then. Basilea, you and I can provide a distraction, right?”
“We can.” she confirms.
“Then let’s leave tracking the Dragon Ball to our resident tracker, and whoever she thinks can best assist.” you suggest.
“I can help if you’d like.” Keli tells the raptor robot lady.
“Oh, here! Dad had a spare.” Izzy tosses Keli a spare Scouter. “Radar function’s built in. Just in case.” She nods and attaches it to her face.
“There’s also the matter of whoever is in that containment field.” Piccolo notes.
“Hmm... hey Izzy, think you can pull the ol’ Glitter Goat switcheroo?”
“Can I? HAH!” She cracks her knuckles. “I’ll be in and out of there before they can even notice.”
“Also please be careful, whoever is in that feels… familiar, somehow. And I don’t know if that’s a good sign or a bad sign. Maaaaaybe double-check first.” you suggest.
“Got it. I’ll keep watch then.” your brother adds.
You pump your fist in the air. “Then let’s do this!” Now, how are you gonna handle something like this…? Oh, oh you know just the thing. You send a mental message to Basilea with your plan, then place two fingers on your forehead and lock on to the energy of one of the soldiers furthest away from the group. He yawns, bored out of his mind, when you tap him on the shoulder.
“Yeah yeah I know, no sleeping on the job-” His head turns, but before he can call out in surprise, you’ve both hidden a Ki mine under his feet and grabbed him by the collar of his armor, teleporting back to Basilea with him. She delivers a quick gut punch to knock him out, with the demon falling down. You grab another, repeating the process a few more times, Basilea getting more creative with her methods of rendering them unconscious each time. A chop to the neck, a headbutt, a suplex, a clothesline, an elbow drop, a full on Impaler DDT, she even hits one of them with the unconscious body of their comrades.
You both end up with a good dozen of them before she asks, “Think that’s enough for the start of a proper distraction?”
A soft boom can be heard in the distance as one of your Ki mines go off. They’re not especially powerful, but just enough to send one of these goons flying. You smirk. “I think that is.”
(cont.)
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