#nabs's shadow is guess is more cut throat? willing to say what she probably wouldn't

[risingsouls]

📺 + Turles, do you truly believe you can create and maintain an empire with all the competition you face? 📺 + Nabooru, if you could bring back your planet, but at the cost of forsaking the planet Earth and the people you've made relationships with, would you even consider it?

What Lurks in the Shadows || Open!

The Saiyan conqueror stared, the confident spark in his night-black eyes and smug smirk troublingly absent. Instead, a thoughtful grimace replaced it. His fingers twitched against his knee and he shifted in his seat. Once. Twice.

" I have my...concerns, " he admitted at last, gaze shifting instead to a window and the stars whizzing by beyond it. " Cleverness can only get you so far in this game and my physical power...has its limits in comparison to at least a few would-be usurpers. I have the fruit but...even that might not be enough. "

A pause, his hand balling into a fist. " But, in true Saiyan fashion I suppose, I would much rather die in my pursuits than run with my tail between my legs. " Despite his words, his usual pride remained absent. " I came this far, from a sniveling brat who used his brains and brawn to fake his death and escape Frieza's clutches to building something grand. Thus, come what may. I have far too much to prove. "

" Yes. "

The Gerudo hesitated none, the word leaving her painted lips with unfaltering conviction. Her ties to Earth had grown significant in her time there, the few people she allowed close enough and their relationships to her invaluable. But...despite it all--the fun, the danger of protecting it, the sorrows, and the trials overcome--it was not home. The Gerudo Desert was her home. Her people were her home. The planet, the Gerudo...all of it was ripped from her and she spent years not even knowing it. The moment she set foot on the ship, she never saw it again.

It was unfair. To her. To her people. And perhaps some would argue about making deals with devils, but she would spit in their face for their ignorance. Their privilege of never being so desperate to save themselves that they had no other choice.

" Earth has had enough do-overs, I think, " she continued, gold eyes darkening. " Call me selfish. You can even call me a hypocrite. But considering how many times this planet has been saved because its lucky enough to have warriors powerful enough to protect or, more fortunate still, magical, wish-granting artifacts to bring it and it's people back from destruction...I don't think it's to horrific of me to think my people and planet deserve a second chance, too. "