Ultimate Bio Weapon

Saiyans…

Namekians…

and everything strong

Cell continued to smirk, chuckle and give a confirming nod to his company. As much as he enjoyed his solitude, engaging in even the smallest of conversations with someone he considered an “acquaintance” was nice. From time to time anyway.. but her sudden accusation brought out the smallest gasps.  “A corpse? From little ol’ me?” he feigned shock, but oh how the bug man then threw his head back with a single, over the top, booming “HAH!”

     “Considering your narcissism, I wouldn’t be surprised,” she replied, sounding derisive. Still, there was some reassurance that he hadn’t left behind anything for her to stumble across, however self-centered that might sound. She had chosen this specific location to avoid any possible casualties for training, given how destructive she could be.

"Alright Ms. Lila, you're on.. but if your baby-daddy asks where you got your bruises from, leave me out of it.” he huffed as he lowered down into a battle stance.

can’t beat ~perfection~

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Hand in hand, Cell rose up from his bow while the pad of his thumb softly rubbed along her knuckles, "Nola~ Very name.. Rolls right off the tongue.” The tone of his excited tail grew a few decibels.

 Nola holds her hand where he touched her.

 “I’ve never had hands before. I was stuck with drills for hands, as I was trained and…”made” to be one of the top ranking warriors for an alien war queen.”

 The shorter insectoid woman gazes up at the taller being. 

“If you insist on a few rounds, then I won’t mind it. It’ll be a new chance for learning how to use my fists.” 

The mandibles on the sides of her face instantaneously clamp together forming a strange chitinous like mask.

“I-” Stunned? Aroused? Well yes, but more so confused. The androids several heads just didn’t know how to continue with his plan. Not after seeing such a casual power move as that!

‘Get your shit together, damnit. You can regenerate if she ‘accidentally’ impales you.’