RP Empire, year 10.9: Altan's turning point (part 4) (WIP)

One planet invaded and succesfully ruined, more to go. Perhaps that should've been the Saiyan motto.
There was news of another habitable planet with sufficient ressources to house the Saiyan and tuffle populations-- Arconia. This was a hectic time. Everyone was trying to get on those ships. And of course, as you should know, Altan did make it there too. That's where his story truly begins.

Arconia seemed to have been the homeworld of many different races already, but now it would house one of the most troublesome races aswell-- the Saiyans. And we all know how -that- ended. But it was a good place to grow up.
Unlike Planet Vegeta, whose ressources had been milked dry, Arconia was full of life and ready to share it.
So many different cultures were united and people intermingled like crazy. This would be where Altan's dream is born.

Up until then, Altan hadn't had any real ambitions for the future. There really wasn't any time to think about such things, or even consider them. On Planet Vegeta, survival was the priority. But suddenly, being on Arconia was like starting a new life.
It didn't change much for him as far as how people saw him-- just some random little, spiky pink-haired kid running around-- but it gave him different opportunities. For one thing, there were work opportunities. Of course, being that he was a kid, it was minimum wage and borderline.