>>6170989“Alright, now that that's settled, I'm going to go see how Marron and her father are doing.” you say, feeling Chaya's sudden spike in interest. You turn, seeing your daughter looking... Unsettled is the best word for it. “You okay?”
“Mind if I, uhh, tag along?” she asks you, not sounding the usual, confident champion. “I, well, uh...”
“Sure thing, just hold on.” you say, turning to Caulifla. “If anything happens, let me know immediately, okay?”
“Will do.” she replies, you nodding to her then raising your right hand to your forehead. Focusing on Marron's ki, sensing her far below, you teleport directly to her. The world around you both changes, leaving the outside behind and finding yourselves in some sort of laboratory. Marron is with a much, MUCH weaker being, one with blue hair and a white coat similar to the ones Daiko and his boys also wear. Seems white really is a universal color. Several machines with green see-through, fluid-filled containers atop line the area, with a large central computer making the odd beep and whirring noise. But your focus is on the table with the two women, where, to your surprise, he's seemingly already repaired.
“-o us when you did. Any longer and the lack of air and blood could have started causing brain damage.” the blue-haired woman says, attaching arms to the new torso with a pair of clicks. But as she stands back up, she sees you out of the corner of her eye. And without hesitation whirls, drawing and firing some sort of condensed energy weapon directly at your face between the eyes. As she does Marron turns as well, ascending into a Super Saiyan and drawing her blade, only to relax as she recognizes you. Reaching up with your left you stop the short beam on your left hand, the heat uncomfortable for a second but not enough to seriously damage you. You've taken much bigger, hotter blasts of laser weapons fighting the Covenant, you barely feel this one.
“Easy, Bulma, they're with me.” Marron says, the woman not firing again but not lowering her weapon. So, you take this moment to introduce yourself, lowering your hand.
“I am General Karn, of the PTO. The threat has been sent back to its own time, and the pathway sealed behind it this time.” you tell her, the woman sighing out and lowering her weapon. Sounding quite relieved at the news. “Your people are safe.”
“Thank goodness.” she says, returning her weapon to wherever it was stored within her lab coat, then turning her attention back to you. Looking you up and down with an appraising eye, giving you a moment to take her in as well. She seems older, face worn with worry lines and eyes that sparkle with intelligence. But there's something else there, there's more to her than you can see.
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