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"I can't help but feel like these people are in a whole 'nother league than I am..." Blaze said to herself as she returned to the ground, eyes always following Izaroth and Trunks as the former threw the latter around. Until ten minutes or so ago, she had no idea other people like this even existed... She was also curious as to whether these two had tails, too. But that wasn't important right now! Sucking up her fear of fighting the sword maniac, Blaze ran until she was underneath Izaroth.

Trunks slid to a halt back on the ground after dodging and blocking Izaroth's attacks. Sheathing the sword he made one closing attack, his hand movements chaotic and rapid before they were thrust forward aimed at his attacker. The fireball-like blast attack launched, only to be intercepted half way to its mark by a steady stream of bright yellow ki from Blaze, both of the blasts dissipating in the process. She could have let the attack continue on and just go for Trunks instead. Trunks gave a chuckle and lowered his hands, as Blaze had already done the same.

"Your priorities are each others safety, you can work in basic combat together, and you both have a certain potential. Glad to see Porunga gave me exactly what I asked for!"
"Eat this!" Blaze shouted as she closed her eyes, hands stil aimed in Trunks' direction. An oval shaped yellow blast flew out of her hands and straight at him, surprisingly accurate to say Blaze wasn't even looking!

Trunks flipped in the air and watched the ki blast approaching, cutting it clean in half when it came into range of his sword. Following up this, he made a lightning fast movement and appeared in front of the girl, swiping his sword at her horizontally while she screamed and covered her head with her arms. Of course, his intent was to tell her 'If this were real, you would be dead'. After making a quiet chuckle and turning around to look for Izaroth, Blaze snapped out of her fear and fired another similar blast at point blank, scorching a small portion of Trunks' back.

Trunks wasn't prepared for Izaroth now. Maybe this teamwork thing was a little more dangerous than he'd anticipated!
Giving Izaroth a nervous nod, Blaze tapped his shoulder with her knuckles gently and made sure she was hovering steady. 'Focus... It's just like training, just... with a live target. ...I hope this guy survives!'

Trunks tagged the idea they were strategising, and let them go ahead. If the dragon didn't screw him over, he would have his partnership for the Time Patrol. Even if they weren't too strong now, two patrollers was better than one... Noting the teen's signal, Trunks tightened his grip on the sword and smirked. This was it!
With a smug grin, Aria watched the two head upstairs. Yuki clinged to Serena, as she was still her adventuring partner despite everything. Unfortunately the journey upstairs was rather short, ...but there was a warm bed for each of them, so it worked out! Maybe settling down here was perfect. If she could recall, Whiterun was central, a place she could travel anywhere from by following the right roads.

"Veeery good on the defence there, Cro-!"
*SMACK*
"AUGH! SON OF A BITCH!" Aria yelled as something slapped her in the face at full force, leading a sizable red print where it made contact. No way was she backing down now! Leaping at Cronic, the redhead tried to tackle him to the floor whilst brushing her knuckles on the top of his head at an insane speed.

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"Miss Serena? What did that word mean?" Yuki asked, tilting her head as the sounds of non-serious battle erupted below.
"Oh my god, both of you can fly too-!" Blaze shut herself up as the white-haired guy started talking. Purple-hair over there wanted them to fight him together. And if white-hair was the close-quarters fighter, ...convenience! "I spent years figuring out how to use this power - shoot it - you want me to fight for real?" Blaze asked. This was all happening so fast she was lucky to have avoided having a heart attack!
"I don't know how exactly this is supposed to work! Can't I back out? Besides, if he hits me with that sword I'm gonna be missing limbs over a little spar- OHCRAP!" Blaze squealed, launching herself into the air to prevent a charging Trunks from slashing her in two. She turned around to face him while she hovered, that scratching in the back of her mind suggested this would be the perfect time to blast energy at this fool. So she did so! Not taking too much time to charge the attack, Blaze punched through the air aiming at Trunks, her fist releasing a ball of ki straight at the target.

Trunks merely swiped the ki blast away with his free hand, smirking, "Good enough. Got any more?" he asked confidently. ...Only after the blast did he realise, it was a really good thing that she was wearing shorts up there! Breaking from watching Blaze, Trunks flew back to avoid any approach Izaroth might have made and prepared himself in a defensive stance, "Come at me together! It's important!" he urged the summoned warriors.
"Uh, hey? Sokov?" a familiar voice crept into the tent. As Raisa lowered her book, she saw Sasha nodding at her and waiting for a reply of some sort. Shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly, she nodded back and rolled her hand out to a bundle of sheets her younger friend could take a seat on.

"You may enter, sir. Please wipe your feet on the doormat, the butler will take your coat," Raisa said with a straight face, as if she were completely immersed in the novels scene. Sasha grinned at her, crouched under the opening flap and moved inside, his head brushing against the 'ceiling' of the tent. At least it wasn't as bad as some of the station. The worst off only had sleeping bags, or little more than warm sheets. This was cozy, and it gave Raisa some privacy - to sight, anyway. The young man sat down on the sheets and made himself comfortable, then just watched until Raisa flicked the page of her book and put a scrap of paper in between the next two, saving her place when she shut it. "So, what's the occasion?"

"I figured I should know all the other guards better," Sasha replied confidently. Almost too confidently. Maybe he'd rehearsed before he entered?

Raisa raised a brow at him and shrugged, "So you came here first, did you? No visit to Boris, the old veteran you really should be listening to and watching closely? Curious," she said, still acting with neutrality as she dimmed the dirty lamp between the two.

"Oh, I.. feel more comfortable. With you. I mean-. You know? Same age group and stuff," Sasha chuckled nervously. Raisa finally beamed a smile at him and shook her head, chuckling quietly. The two sat in silence for a short while. Raisa wasn't going to ask him what was on his mind. If he had any real questions he'd ask them.

"It's... The tunnel shit, I swear it's closing in on me all the time when we're on du-" Sasha started to tell quietly, but Raisa fell forwards suddenly with her hand over his mouth. The puzzled look he gave her quickly fell away as he heard the low growl of something just outside the tent. A four-legged silhouette stalked past, paying no mind to whomever was inside. That was no dog. That was a damned nosalis. Sasha tapped Raisa on the arm a few times to let her know he wasn't going to freak out. Letting go of Sasha, the blonde silently reached for her weapon while her friend pulled out a worn metro-made handgun from inside his jacket. The silhouette reached the entrance of the tent, then backed away - toward the communal fire where the majority of the station were. Another shadow, a nosalis on two legs creeping by the tent. This was bad! If they yelled to warn the others, they would sign their own death warrants and be ripped apart by the predatory mutants.

But, regardless of what Raisa and Sasha could have done, the station alarm fired and gunfire could be heard across the whole platform... Now there was no choice but to start moving.

Raisa knew this was it. The state of the guard posts were already bad. If the mutants could simply bypass those checkpoints, Kuzminki Station was no longer safe for any human to stay at. With that in mind, she opted to grab all of her gear before exiting the tent, AK primed and ready. Sasha followed her out, watching her back as she led him to the north west tunnel. Evidently, the tunnel leading to the next station wasn't the one teeming with mutants. It wasn't a difficult decision to leave now while they had a chance. There were bandits at Tekstil'schiki, but anywhere would be better than this. Raisa didn't say a word regarding the others, and Sasha didn't care about anything but getting out of there. He couldn't stop looking back... Every burst from a gun, every scream had him on edge...

Kuzminki, or 'Lone Station' to some, had been waiting for this moment. It was inevitable. The few survivors would scatter, and most of the guards would die defending the non-combatants.
"Interesting. You might make a nice addition to the Patrol... Well, you seem to have the right idea anyway." Trunks smirked as the white-haired man put his scouter on. Launching himself away from the two and drawing his sword again, ki could be felt radiating from the half-Saiyan all of a sudden and his power level rising if any scouter was reading him.

Blaze took a step back and waved her hands frantically at Trunks, "Wait! Why are you getting ready to fight us?!" she asked in panic. Still, some part of her was excited. She'd only ever trained with her brother before, and she was more than his match. Something primal in the back of her mind wanted to actually go ahead and brawl with this questionably violent purple-haired bowl-cut.
"I summoned you here with Porunga's help. I asked for a specific pair of-- eh, it doesn't matter. I'll cut to the chase; ever heard of the Time Patrol?" Trunks asked as he approached Izaroth, slotting the sword back in its sheath as he did.

"Speaking of Porunga, you still have one wish. I would like to wrap this up..." The massive dragon said.

Blaze was quick on the trigger, and before anyone else could think to say anything...!
"Gimme my f***ing clothes!"

The dragon was quick to grant her wish, too, laughing a little before Blaze's school uniform materialised around her. ...At least it wasn't underwear. It was what she had ready for 'tomorrow morning' on Terra, so she got exactly what she asked for. As quickly as the wish had been granted, Porunga disappeared and the dragon balls dispersed again...

Blaze was understandably happier with the scene now, and stood up, wandering over to Trunks and the white-haired person.
"Nh.. Not time for school yet.." the teenaged female muttered lazily before yawning and pressing her face in the floor, believing it to be a pillow. A cold, solid pillow. Wait, that wasn't right. After her eyes had fluttered open, Blaze looked ahead and saw nothing but sky. She looked to one side, and there was a young man in a trenchcoat holding a sword, looking a bit flustered. She looked the other way and saw the other 'teleportee'. It was really cold for some reason... Rolling over, she took one look over herself before pulling her legs into her chest and tucking her head onto her knees, blushing bright red.

"WHAT IS THIS PLACE? WHO ARE YOU PEOPLE? WHAT-" Blaze found her eyes trailing up the massive lizard-thing and her jaw dropping at the scale of it, "WHAT IS -THAT-?!"

Trunks took a step toward the girl, but instead decided perhaps walking toward her with Tapion's sword still in hand would be a bad move. She was already in shock, didn't need to make it worse by playing axe-murderer. Sword-murderer. Whatever! "Please just calm down, this- this isn't what was supposed to happen!" he tried to convince the girl.
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