Learning

"I'll have you know I'm a capable warrior." She boasted.

"That's nice." Targos replied.

"Hmm, you're just a scientist, so you probably wouldn't understand what that means." Majora replied smugly.

Just a scientist. He actually sneered at that.

"Be silent you ignorant child. Before I became a scientist I was a Tribal. I conquered my first planet at the age of five. I have over two decades of roaming the stars and exterminating life wherever I found it. I have fully mastered the Oozaru form and on top of that I have another ten years of fighting some of the worst horrors Time itself can conjure."

"Compared to an arrogant brat like you with the only claim under that tail being "A 'Mighty' Saiyan warrior" all your skill and hard work means nothing." He was agitated, this is why he hated saiyans. It was always "Mighty This" or "Elite that". It was worse in the younger ones too.

It seems his little speech had done the job of impressing her though, because she only frowned and dropped into a ready stance.

"Hurry up and attack me, I have better things to do." He called.

She launched herself at him and started attcking. This fist thrown at his face? Easily slapped away. The knee to his stomach? Blocked with his own knee. The roundhouse for his head? Ducked lazily. It didn't matter how fast or how strong enough if she couldn't even hit him.

Thirty years of experience and hard work trumped freshfaced skill each time. He didn't bother with attacking her back, just lightly tapping her with a finger on her armour in places she was too slow to cover.

As the fight went on she kept getting angrier, but, to her credit, not sloppier. He decided enough was enough. After letting her punch sail closely passws his face he casually backhanded her, causing her body to sail away and skid across the dirt.

"This is me fighting in my base form. The Other Majora already has some experience fighting unconventional foes as well. If you can't even keep up with me, how will you even hope to beat her?" A lie, sure. Majora the baker was nowhere near as impressive when it came to being a Patroller. But, this Majora didn't know that. And he was willing to use every lie and advantage he could to win her over to his side/

If for nothing else than his own amusement of course.

He watched her rise to her knees, wiping away some of the dirt and blood that had collected near the corner of her mouth. She looked upset and unnerved.

"She's away on a mission right now, but I'm willing to help you learn, as was our agreement." Of course what he wasn't telling her was that he was going to play both sides. Keeping the knowledge of things like regen capsules and sezu capsules away from her while supplying  the real Majora with a nearly unlimited supply in the days to come. Oh sure, the Baker would be surprised. But he'd just use the excuse that he was extremely thankful and lonely and all that nonsense.

Ah, the good old days, this brought some great nostalgia, he used to do things like this all the time, set the population of a backwater planet against eachother all the while he abducted from both sides and maximized his own profit. Good times.

"This teaching better be worth it..." He heard her mutter.

OH, it will, don't worry, he thought. Especially for the both of us.