1,000 The mysterious woman introduces herself as Vasha, and agrees to give you a few pointers after seeing what you can do in the Barrage. While the two of you are training, your ship becomes caught in a magnetic storm, knocking out power to your whole ship. Repair your ship!
There had been a certain expectation on Briskets part when she'd willingly destroyed her suit to access a power large enough to destroy the planet killer. She wasn't going to survive long enough to see what Aster found upon his arrival on Arlia. Her vision had clouded over with her own blood need instantly upon the loss of the suits integrity. The air ripped out of her lungs with such force it sundered the delicate tissues that performed the exchanging of gasses within them; A function necessary to keep living.
She had already lost consciousness by the time Aster was shouting at her, entire body gone numb with cold in seconds, sweat on her skin beginning to form an ice layer of sorts over her body. Then, without warning, she was rescued, the woman they'd decided to aid suddenly grabbing her and warping back into their ship.
Brisket coughed and sputtered as they appeared on the ground, lungs doing their damnedest to pull air in, but not doing a very good job or absorbing that oxygen. Warmth washed back into her body, Brisket coughing again as something hot ran across her face several times. In the next instant there was a high pitched sound, and with it, her pain seemed to fade, lungs beginning to function properly.
Craning herself up slowly she opened her eyes, seeing the world through a blurry sheet of red that slowly faded. One of her eyes showed her nothing, but that wasn't anything new. Closing her right eye she looked around. This wasn't Yemma's line...this was....the space bug?
“How did I?” Brisket asked, looking over her body to find no other damage had occurred to her after that little stunt. As she looked about she caught sight of the blue skinned Shinjin woman, currently downing a bottle of Brewser. Brisket's face again went crimson as she looked the would be deity over. She really wanted one of those right about now.....but didn't want to be rude to the woman who had clearly saved her life. She, like Aster, had talents unrelated to battle, though hers were far less practical than his ability to fly a ship. She knew enough about the Shinjin people and their ways, mostly from paying attention during training and conversing on occasion with lady Chronoa; To recognize the garb of a Kai in training, though not enough to know where exactly this one was being trained.
“Hey Psycho, you're awake!” the woman shouted at Brisket, giving her a nod before taking her bottle to the table near the fridge. This living space wasn't very big as far as ships went. It had only this common area with one wall serving as the airlock, a single bath room, and then three cramped rooms to be used for personal quarters. The back wall of the common room lead to the cockpit. She set her bottle down on the round table before taking a seat in the round, booth style, bench around the table. “Wasn't expecting you to get up so soon! Hell of a move you pulled out there, foolish as it was. We could have whittled that thing down looooong before it got anywhere near Kaladon.” the Shinjin explained.
Kaladon must have been the planet they'd just saved. The blue woman continued speaking.
“I'm impressed though, never seen anybody generate that kind of power and control it so precisely in literally the most hostile environment they could possibly put themselves in! I get the feeling, based on what I saw, that you've trained with King Kai. Or are you just some kind of prodigy?”
Brisket pushed to her feet, walking across the common room before sitting down opposite the blue woman. She didn't answer, instead placing her hands forward and setting them on the table. She locked eye with the blue woman, focusing on her palms for a moment before a blue orb, no larger than a golf ball, popped up above her palm. It floated gently above her right hand, casting faint blue light over the immediate area. Brisket broke eye contact and looked to the orb, exhaling slowly as a red aura formed around her, casting long shadows over the back wall of the common room. She didn't increase the multiplier at all. Even a simple Kaioken times two would be enough to completely wreck the space bug, and as they'd already proven today Brisket couldn't breathe in space. She inhaled deliberately, A red orb of wild, jagged, light formed over the opposite palm from the blue one, Brisket continuing to breathe in a deliberate manner as she separated her energy from the energy Kaioken gave her. Her own power was calm and serene, the energy of the Kaioken was wild and barely controlled. Together they made her many times more powerful than she normally was, but to master Kaioken was to master allowing her body to be filled with both, but only mixing them when she needed to.
It didn't stop the Shinjin woman from giving a sharp whistle at what she was seeing. “Perrrfect control, and you don't even look like you're breaking a sweat doing that!” The woman made no movement before she seemingly faded from sight, Brisket raising her eyebrows but not daring to lose concentration over her energy. Not even when the arm clapped around her shoulder, the blue skinned woman leaning close to her. “You can call me Vasha, psycho.” Vasha stated, looking once again at the two orbs of power Brisket was juggling. “What's your name?” She asked, leaning away from the orbs in the next instant, downing the rest of her brewser before the bottle was simply de-materialized in her grip. “Can't very well keep callin' ya' Psycho.”
Brisket's face, already scarlet from Vasha's compelling visage, began to tingle at the closeness of the Shinjin. “...Brisket.” She answered, letting the two energies fade. “Well, Brisket, I can't lie to ya', you're the most fascinating mortal I've met in a long time, and I like things that are interesting. How about I give you a few lessons? King Kai isn't the only one with tricks up his sleeve, you know!”
Brisket exhaled a shaky breath, unsure exactly what was about to happen but being entirely ready to follow it where ever it went.....when Vasha suddenly pulled her face away. “By the way, you should get that fixed.” she spoke, gesturing to Briskets destroyed space suit. “And also wash your face.”
Confused, Brisket rose a hand to her face. “What's on my fa-” She started to ask before she ran her hand over the area she'd felt something hot on it before, dragging Bones's saliva down her cheek.