<span style="font-weight: bold">"I thought that you had to undergo some basic training just to go on these deep space missions." </span>Kelvin chuckled before settling lightly onto the ground "The Z-fighters are nice and accepting but they aren't free of prejudice either," He said in a surprisingly even and rather jovial tone "The good lot assumed I was already proficient with most tech and if they didn't, they were too afraid to ask me about it," he said before shrugging. Before Kelvin had a moment to stew and turn sour, Clarinet spoke again.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Out of curiosity, how is it exactly that the vacuum of space doesn't just eat you alive?"</span>Kelvin's eyes lit up; he couldn't help a smirk coming to his lips and a swell of pride in his chest. He turned to look at Clarinet before giving him a smug look<br/><br/>"y'see, us Frost Demons have a strange internal system and maintain homeostasis much differently from Saiyan, Tuffle, and... Namekians I would have to guess. Where they use energy to inefficiently maintain their systems in an environment, we use energy to create a stable environment around us. It's one of the reasons why my race has such immense power; we have to in order to manipulate the environment around us," it seemed like he might have learned this from his people but he'd actually just listened in on Tuffle Biologists. If there was one thing his mind was good at, it was remembering.<br/><br/>Kelvin let his body float away from the desk and he leaned back as if sprawling out on a bed. His fingers interlocked behind his head as he thought over how he'd responded to Clarinet's questioning. He hadn't been exactly lying to Clarinet before this situation; he'd simply been able to omit his past but this song and dance was starting to tire him. Kelvin's tail coiled and wriggled anxiously as he righted himself.<br/><br/>"The downside of modifying the environment is that we dedicate resources to it, so the harsher the environment, the more it affects our power levels. O- on my planet, I'm as weak as a common Tuffle and no better in space," he replied meekly. Training in an altered environment-... you might be-..." Kelvin shook his head. The pride that had colored his face was gone and he was having a hard time looking the Namekian in the eyes. For a moment, his mind began to slip into despair but something refused. That sound.... it made him feel strong, confident... important. He wanted to be stronger no matter how hard it would be. An image appearing on the terminal made Kelvin jolt and lean close to the screen. A sea green planet with whisps going about its surface. It was... beautiful.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"Now that you see Namek sitting there pretty in the stars, what do you think?"</span><br/><br/>Kelvin took a deep breath looking at the planet longingly. Clarinet's conviction, his sense of purpose it was so clear "Woah, I-it's much nicer looking than Planet Plant. It's.... woah," Kelvin stepped away from the terminal and looked wistfully at the man before him. He stood before a planet's protector, the representative of an entire world. It was hard to take in; he knew about this before, but something about actually seeing the Planet put things into perspective. The gravity of this situation was still hard to comprehend for Kelvin but seeing the planet in front of him made things more... real.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Here I am trying to escape everything and I'm standing in front of a person who'd risk everything for his people.</span>Kelvin couldn't help a chuckle at his situation<span style="font-style: italic">I've run to protectors with no interest of being one myself; I'm just a... destroyer. I'm no different from my people, less even... at least, they don't pretend they're something else.</span>.<br/><br/>This realization should have made him feel small like his diminutive power level, like the rejection of his people, like the comparison of his people to beasts and monsters, but.... instead, there was a sense of purpose flooding into him. He wouldn't pretend anymore; he was an outcast and a beast and he would use it to his advantage. He would serve as a tool to fix the mistakes of his people; a weapon to be wielded by the protectors of worlds. But now, he was weak. He had to become strong.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"You know,"</span>Clarinet started<span style="font-weight: bold">"Do you know the story of the Dragon Balls from Namek? "</span><br/>Kelvin furrowed his brow and pulled a befuddled yet amused expression "Dragon- what now?" Kelvin said, the words punctuated with chuckles.<br/>"We would get three wishes if we could bring them together and summon the Eternal Dragon named Porunga. We could wish this civilization right on this planet and even fix the damage that your people did."<br/><br/>Despite Clarinet's stony expression, Kelvin could tell when he was joking and when he was serious. "So you're saying there are balls that summon a wish-granting dragon, that gives you wishes?" Kelvin ran his hands over his face and groaned "I wanna say I've heard crazier but I'd be lying," he let his hands fall to his sides "but if there's even a chance that's true, we can't waste any time. If we're training here let's get to it, maybe you can teach me some actual martial arts, eh? Better than what I copied from saiyan kids at the least," he said as he inspected the room idly "If you're worried about recovery time, I think I might be in good shape pretty quickly. Senzu beans have really specific growing conditions; no one outside of Dragon world can grow them so getting some off world is difficult and expensive. Euglena caps are a popular cheap alternative but they don't work nearly as well. That and they don't taste nearly as good,"