[center][h1]Satay[/h1][/center]

[b]Beep[/b]

Pause.

[b]Beep. Beeep.[/b]

Another, pause, another motion of the finger. The lone figure stood on the sill of one of the many spaceship windows, her delicate features curled up as her left hand rested neutrally on top of her knees, her feet not touching the ground. , staring at the planet surface as the swirls and clusters of clouds slowly drifted around high above the planet surface. Balsora. Yet another planet teeming with life, as the multiple yet faint signals of the scouter indicated. They weren't exactly designed to be used from orbit after all, as the Earthling, with great disappointment, had found out earlier. Her right hand ruffled her red hair, as she operated the scouter one last time, a slight pout forming in her visage.

Such pieces, unreliable and limited would never be a substitute for true talent. But few if any beyond her in the army knew the trick behind the powerlevel technobabble. Well, she wasn't going to teach anytime soon. Only a chosen few would learn the Ki sensing ability in her homeplanet. and Mr Popo had been a harsh trainer. She looked at the rest of the ship, her eyes showing a mixture of disgust and boredom, as she sighed.

Well, they had to conquer the planet after all, wouldn't they? She deftly snapped the fingers on her left hand, and in small dazzle of light, a crystal ball materialized. It was far better as scouting tool than the so-called scouter, however not without the downsides. Fragile, cumbersome and only those initiated in the mystic arts could use it. Plus it required some concentration.

She shut down the scouter, as she began to focus, expanding her sixth sense, feeling the living souls and forces of the planet with her own mind, rather than with her own device. Feelings. Auras. Familiar auras. She smiled as the crystal ball revealed the disappointed scowl of Arkos at some point, which made her crack a slight smile. "Disappointed yet, monkey man?" She whispered to herself as she giggled softly. But what was that? A sense of fear and worry, mixed with righteousness not too far? Could it be one of the planet defenders? The crystal ball shifted as her clairvoyant tool revealed the two figures. Interesting. One of them didn't seem to be living, yet for what it looked like, it was animated. An undead, perhaps? The other, a wizened figure. She cracked a smile... the memories of being a protector...
 
It was then when some troublesome space deckhand wannabes decided to start a fistfight within inches of her position, disrupting the ball's image and accentuating her frown, as she raised a finger to her lips, making a gesture of "be silent". To no avail. The seemingly frail and weak woman sighed, and extended a hand.

3667.

The reading of nearby scouters picked up the slight flare of powering up for a brief moment before reverting back to 5, as the couple of brawlers was send flying against the nearest wall, pushed by an invisible forces. One of the two seemed to have its neck bent in an impossible direction "I believe i told you to be silent, did I not?" She flashed a vacant smile, as she resumed her business and reconcentrated in following the crystal ball's images. Her moud was soured, significantly.

A little mischief wouldn't hurt.

"Arkos, what's nice and cool and has seen you?" She chirped through the communication system of the Scouters towards the now planet-side saiyan. "Tick tock- three o'clock." She added her voice soft and sweet.