Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20180219011202/@comment-27344811-20180220172223

Meanwhile, Lord Grievous, the force-user whose power was gained through the Dragon Balls, snaps to attention.

A lesser force. An unfamiliar force. But still lesser. And a force user.

Grievous puts his hands together. This will wait. For now, he has a meeting.

He enters the room. "I'd assume you still have some unpleasant feelings?"

"Hmm, let's see." Frieza picks up his cup. "You trapped me and my idiot brother in a bubble, trapped us in the Red Army's prison for a day or two using inhibitor collars, and then shot us into space ona rocket. Oh yes, i'm quite livid."

Grievous sits. "We both know it was a different time."
 * "Yes, quite."

"Now then... our Empires both have one thing in common- even though we have strong warrior, they cannot deal with the bigger threats. I propose an alliance. Of course, you already knew that."
 * "You think just because you have me civilized I'm going to agree to all this?"

"But with our science and your super warriors, we stand a better chance united than apart."
 * "And what about the Red Leader? Is this just a way to keep me in check?"

"I must inform you I cut ties with the Red Army. However, some aspects I used, and you should use too."
 * "..and that is?"

Grievous looks him in the eyes. "Value your soldiers."