[center][h1][b]Ovaan[/b][/h1][/center]
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[b][u]Conton City Ruins ~ Mushroom District[/u][/b]

After only a few minutes, Ovaan had slowed to a mere hover. Supposedly the battle power was nearby, but the damage to the Scouter prevented it from giving him a more accurate location. So Ovaan turned himself around, having no choice but to look around the old fashioned way. Whoever this battle power belonged to, they couldn't be far. But spotting a single individual in a desert with sand constantly blowing about the wind was not exactly a simple task.

[i]"You there!" She called out, placing a hand against the cliffside to steady herself as she rose once more. "I don't suppose you're more familiar with this place then I am?"[/i]

Luckily, it didn't end up being that difficult after all. Hearing the shout, Ovaan found the stranger whom he also presumed was the source of the battle power. Unfortunately, it sounded like she was just as in the dark about this planet as he was. He landed on the ground nearby so they wouldn't have to shout at each other, "I'm afraid I'm not." he said in reply, also offering a brief courteous bow, not that she would see it through her blindfold. Ovaan had yet to notice she was wearing one and simply assumed she could see him, "Truth be told I was hoping [i]you[/i] would be the one to tell [i]me[/i] what planet this is. But alas, it seems we're both equally lost." despite sharing some physical similarities with Freeza in appearance, Ovaan's voice had more of an actual baritone to it unlike Freeza's more borderline feminine voice.

Ovaan pushed the button for his Scouter once again and noted the next-nearest battle power to them, "Fortunately we're not alone on this planet. Assuming my Scouter is accurate there are about 7 others apart from the two of us. One of them is relatively close I think." he lifted back up into the air before giving a brief pause, "You're welcome to join me if you'd like. I can't imagine either of us has anything better to do right now, anyway. I'm Ovaan, by the way. A pleasure to meet you." he started to fly after that, but kept the conversation going should the lass had chosen to follow him.

"Bah..." he muttered, appearing to fiddle with the Scouter as he flew, "...damn thing is damaged. If communications were functional I could call for a rescue, but as it stands it can barely detect battle powers much less anything else." he still hadn't actually noticed the blindfold and thus was still assuming lady could see him. Eventually he was fortunate enough to spot the presumed source of the next battle power. Another young woman, with pink hair and... horns? It was difficult to tell from this distance.

"Hail, stranger!" he called down to the woman in question while also descending to the ground, "Are you native to this planet, by chance? We seem to be lost and would appreciate knowing where we are." like before, he offered a short, courteous bow. His species were nothing if sticklers for etiquette.