the Sanctum initiative (Private)

[Bandit Keith]

''Are you sure old friend ? We would be drawing attention to us from those we have no desire to know you are alive if we do this and not to mention the damage to the timelines of these universes '' A form that would be lovely if not for the fact its made of earth moved as it seemingly spoke just to make talking to the presence of it less awkward to its old friend as they have varies screens in this cavern '' Of course the choice of teachers are needed first , It is best to have varies types of them given the varies mentality's of the candidates and stutents we would have ''


One screen showing for a teacher a being of a warrior race known as a Sayain going by the name of Bardock is portrayed on screen, this specific being is in the center with other candidates that would poss the least risk to the fabric of time and the least to draw attention to start their recruitment with . A scene right by it another one from the same race Fasha a female to handle a female fighting class

While as for one scene another world with a whole cast of adults are together martial artists from one place all with varies job talents and teaching skills . One afew in this with medical knowedle

And varies other center piece screens showing all sorts of people from varies worlds

[grandsword]

A chuckle would be heard in responce, the old friend in question scanning through the files and bios offered. "You worry far too much. Those whom would take offense could barely touch me before..and I am As far beyond them now, as you are to a pebble."

He said, in a bemused tone. Like one that could be expected from a grandfatherly figure, as he strolled from screen to screen. "Besides..their earths are at higher risk without my observance. Because the alternative is burning. I've seen it, and I don't intend to see it again..." he added, slightly more serious in tone.

"on that note, I believe our first teacher requires a rescue from..dear me, what is that?" On screen, fasha was fighting a brutish looking pink Alien.

[Bandit Keith]

'' I have always been a caring one old friend '' The earthen looking form said as she cooed at a the person like one would to a child as she had first met this being back when the person was a child countless life times ago

Still upon the notice she looked over at the scene'' That would be a F.A.G my old friend, as in a Freaky Alien Genotype''

Yet Despite the remark even the male being would have to note the kick sent into the so called F.A.G's crotch area sent it several miles sky high before Fasha appeared and wrapped her thighs around its head planning to pile drive it into the dirt . Though the sticker might just be the blood trail from the crotch location After all male insctints and all would likely focus on such a wound no matter how useless the crotch and ballsack has become.

[grandsword]

"As I know all too well." The figure muttered like an embarrassed kid would have with an eye roll.
Regardless, they opened up a portal. time freezing where the fight was ongoing. The figure stepped out of said portal, dressed in a purple cloak that had red and golden trim, with a hood but no sleeves.
over which was functional but stylish armor, the color of gunmetal grey. The armor was shaped like a duster coat, and would seem to be made of leather if not for the metallic shimmer it gave.

His hood was up, obscuring his facial features, but not the long, magnificent white hair that loosely framed his upper chest; flowing from under the constraints of his hood. "Terribly sorry to interrupt a fair maiming..but I'm on a schedule and I need to converse with you quickly if it is to be kept."

[Bandit Keith]

Now Fasha is no fool she may be of a warrior race but the power raiding off this person is so high neither her scanner nor her her person can pick it up . That and the long white hair means in general a long life'' I do not converse with those as rude to stand in my way of a revenge killing '' Fasha remarked but then got from her position

''Talk is cheap old one aswell but if you wish to converse fight me'' Fasha said in her person fighting stance not willing to waste her time on something pointless unless she gets something like a fight or another thing of value to her out of it

[grandsword]

"well, far be it for me to refuse, though judging from the soldier that was preparing to blast you in the back..i'd call it more a preemptive action than an interruption.." the old man stated, stepping into a loose stance, his arms held behind him. "very well, let us start."

[Bandit Keith]

''Which I suppose you think I owe you something for? ''Fasha questioned as she was scanning this man for weakness in the stance while keeping everything about her in mind just incase.'' Now talk '' Fasha barked out wanting to fight and test how she measures up is making her lose her respectfulness towards this man

[grandsword]

"Well, I'd not assume to begrudge you a debt." The man stated, blurring from sight, and reappearing inches from her. "Merely offer an arrangement that benefits us both." He added, tapping her shoulder, clearly holding back as to gauge her existing strength, yet still trying to demonstrate his own by pushing her backwards.

[Bandit Keith]

Fasha wasn't that phrased abit surprised but she wasn't pushed back, The thing is though the moment she had her hands on the mans Omegas old pain in the neck connection to the viodspawn asserted itself and started to try making Fasha submit to them instead of truly admit defeat or agree to teach. Which that just won't do to allow a viodspawn to force Fasha from one subservant life to another one

[grandsword]

"oh this will not stand, no, not quite." omega frowned, muttering under his breath as he more forcefully struck with a palm strike. to attempt to nip such interference in the bud by diverting attention from their whisperings. "tell me, girl..do you not wish to explore, to find new places. new food, new opponents? the yoke of would be tyrants is no doubt stifling is it not?" he asked, switching to blocking her strikes for the moment.