The recovering Valix now stood to try and get a better view of where he was "placed" by King Vegeta. "Nothing but despair," he commented, slowly unclenching his fists and looking to find the landscape repeating itself, the only variation being the way the buildings fell to their demise. Even still, Valix took to the sky in a burst of energy and headed off in a random direction, his sight taking in slightly altered things now, such as what seemed to be town. One building in particular seemed to have a somewhat acceptable appearance to it. Muttering something about luck, Valix began to release his energy, descending into the surroundings of what could only be classified as a ghost town.

Walking now into the place, he'd realized that the still-standing establishment was a tavern of sorts. "Ironic," he commented as he looked around, a hint of disgust in his voice. In some aspects, Saiya-jins were just like other species - they believed in eating, drinking, and being merry. However, heavy drinking led to consequences which put Valix against such a thing in the first place. Regardless, he continued to curiously search the tavern for any sign of life, holding the remote hope that there were still a fair amount of people who had survived. Just as his eyes fell upon the bar at the back of the building, the silhouette of someone just in range of view.

Upon closer inspection, Valix had managed to find a couple residing within the tavern, the man's voice now being easily heard. Stepping more into the room, the Saiya-jin brushed through his auburn hair and cleared his throat, both turning around in a startled nature to see who was there. The man was fairly built, donning heavy fighting armor and an outfit consisting of light blues and white. His hair was black with gray streaks running through it, pulled up into a tail which hung to about his mid back. Upon his face, he wore a thick goatee that covered most of his chin, running up to his lower lip. The woman with him was of little difference, also having dark hair and a fair, athletic build. Her outfit consisted of blue and gray, and for some reason, her hair was short and spiky, as opposed to that of most female Saiya-jins, who have longer and sometimes straighter hair.

Smiling toward Valix, the man turned to face him more directly, multiple piercing now visible on both his ears. "Well, looks like we got one more to the party!" the man said in an outgoing manner. "What…is this place?" Valix replied in question. Laughing, the man answered, "Well, you're in a bar for one. I can't remember where we are right now, but gimmie an hour or three. By the way, the name's Torsh…nice to meet you! This here's my girl, Frashia." "Hi, big guy!" she said after the calling of her name, her tone something of a question in light of the previously made statement. "Pleasure to meet you both…my name's Valix," the semi-confused Saiya-jin replied.

After shaking hands with Valix and taking another swig from his bottle, Torsh began to inform the lost warrior on what he'd missed in his journey away from Vegeta-sei, the most of it already ingrained in his mind from his confrontation with King Vegeta. With that out of the way, Valix simply sat there as he watched Torsh and Frashia partake in what the town "left behind." "Can I ask why you do such a thing?" Valix asked. "Huh? Oh, this…'cause it's the best way to unwind after a wasteland battle!" Torsh answered with a half-intoxicated laugh. In a little irritation, Valix was left to silence for a moment. However, once this passed, he questioned again. "Are there any other survivors like you around here? It sounds stupid, but I'd heard from the King that there were some opposing his new rule." "Of course, my friend, of course. C'mon, I'll take you to meet 'em," his newfound friend retorted.

Leaving the tavern into the sky, the three headed off with Torsh and Frashia in the front. As he moved his glance from the warmed image of his new friend, he found that outgoing warrior's mate was still smiling. "You're awful happy giving the circumstances of what happened," he commented, his tone as preferable as stones through a glass house. "Well, there's no sense in being glum about it, right handsome?" she answered. Caught a little by this, Valix returned to silence and let the two lead the way, his mind still riddled with the memories he'd had carved into his eyes upon landing on Tsufro, and again, back on Vegeta-sei.

After a long passage of time, the three Saiya-jins came upon a place that looked of gathered makeshift establishments, Torsh and Frashia a little more eased around this place. Meanwhile, Valix's eyes were wandering about cautiously for any signs of life. "Don't be scared, buddy…we're all for the same cause," Torsh assured him before calling out to their surroundings. Just then, images began to emerge from the makeshift buildings, each one varying in appearance and attitude, but all with the same gaze upon Valix.