That cocky fucking word, 'bunky' whatever it meant it was really starting to make Kanitah's skin crawl. "Well I'm gonna answer two questions, even though you've only asked one." Sarcasm was almost liquid when it passed his out of sync lips. "First of all, I came to your dinky little backwoods rock to buy some of that stuff that you call 'ham' and 'beef' using standard interstellar currency #5. Also known as gold. At least, that was my original plan." The Pundambayan began unbuttoning his shirt, taking care to not break his buttons. That happens all the time, Kanitah has racked up a bill with his tailor just because of how often he breaks buttons. 

After he finished he stripped his shirt from his body, revealing grizzly scar patterns across his entire body. Surgical and energy scars, from previous battles and previous medical escapades. "But now, since I saw your little light show in the stratosphere. And since you had the gall to insult me for asking what a man flying at mach two or three was doing, I've got another reason to be on this planet." 

His stout frame began to tense up, muscles flexing and convulsing as he began to stretch himself out. Kanitah bent himself backwards, pressing the backs of his hands against eachother in a rather awkward pose. The kind of pose that a bodybuilder would take if he was showing off his muscles to a crowd. [b]"I'm gonna feed you that stupid word that you keep calling me, [i]lightbulb.[/i]"[/b] Kanitah's last sentence was spat with a bitter resentment, this guy's personality had rubbed him the worst possible way when they first met. 

To explain, Kanitah is a bit tipsy. And his logic goes somewhere along these lines: 
General Freedom was flying at supersonic speeds through the stratosphere of a planet not well known for beings that fly around with bright lights tied to their ass. Despite him not knowing much about Earth, he does know about Humans. And they're not a race of supermen. So when Kanitah asked Freedom why he looked pissed off and was flying around in the Atmosphere, the reaction he was expecting was nowhere near being called the aggressor in this situation. So, being a little drunk and a little angry about his Daughter being missing, Kanitah saw this as a personal affront. 

Back to the post at hand.

The stout little man flexed his entire body, throwing his head backwards and peeling his lips apart. [b]"Darligrov!"[/b] 

With the utterance of that sanctified word, a bright but gentle auburn light erupted from his body and coalesced around him. Wrapping around him like orbiting planets around a solar body, eventually converting into several slightly transluscent rings around his body on every possible surface. "The second answer I'm going to give you is this!"

"If you're wondering about that word of power I mentioned before! Dar Li Grov. It's the word of power, not just a word of power, it is [b]the[/b] word of power! It gives me greater strength, speed, and striking force than I would have before! I'm not even going to hide my power from you, I'll tell you now! I, Kanitah Noraha Ayna, am the perfect warrior!" After his over the top speech and posing, Kanitah returned to a normal posture and stretched his neck. Placing one hand on his shoulder to loosen it a bit. 

"Now that I've made my introductions, who the hell do you think you are?"