vatheon | He won't lord this over her at ALL.

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He won't lord this over her at ALL.

Who: Bulma and Vegeta
Where: Bulma's house
When: Shortly after curse 30 happened!
Style: Is it ever anything but brackets? NOPE
Status: Closed

[Not ten minutes after leaving Bulma that last message, Vegeta flies to her house with a large bag of mostly-cooked meat. Sating her hunger will have to come before any explanations. After all, she's spent her life as a human. A Saiyan's hunger is likely to impair her mind significantly. Unable to hide the smirk on his face, Vegeta knocks.]

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[First order of business, as much as it pained her, Bulma had to cut a hole in her pants for the new attachment. It still waved and wiggled out of control, but what the hell at least she was dressed. At least the tail was the only different part about her physical appearance (thank goodness, black is just not her color). With a mantra of "I hate this, this is stupid" firmly in her mind she answers the door.]

Good morning.

[Can you feel the disgust, Vegeta? Because she's pretty disgusted with herself right now.]

[...how had he not noticed how attractive she was before? Her appearance hasn't changed, but...]

[Not that it matters much. She still has that irritating, screechy voice.]

Good morning.

[He holds the bag up in front of her, smirking again. The smell will probably be overpowering to her, Saiyans have a far superior sense of smell.]

Hungry?

[...Then the doorknob was crushed. Food and someone withholding it is suddenly a killable offense.]

Yes, thank you for asking. Very considerate of you.

[…Oh, awesome, now the door needs to be fixed. When she stops being freakishly strong and when her (apparently) improved senses stop nagging at her. What in hell is she smelling? One would think it's just the food but there's something more distinct about it. Maybe it's because Vegeta probably doesn't bathe. Oddly she doesn't mind it.

More signs that being a Saiyan is the worst possible thing that could happen to her.]

Anyway, you can just put that on the table. […Bulma are you really letting him come into your house? She'll just hope she can punch hard enough to stun if something happens now.]

[Oh, it's beyond nice to see a woman able to crush a doorknob with her bare hands. Vegeta steps into the house and sets the food that he's brought out on the table.

Also, rude, Bulma. He bathes. He just doesn't use soap.]

It's possible that it will look a bit raw at first, but it should satisfy your craving more quickly this way.

[And he's revealing a pile of rare meat. At least it's hot!]

[Did he say something? Her first reaction is to grab the nearest hunk and tear into it as soon as she sees it.]

Is there anything else I should be knowing about with this...being a Saiyan thing? I know the tail immobilizes you if it gets grabbed and Saiyans want to beat things up all the time, but that's about all.

It seems that allowing yourself to become emotional may cause an uncontrolled spike in power.

[Uncontrolled. So it's bad. Vegeta's not jealous of the Super Saiyans, not at all.

...he's somewhere beyond jealous.]

I would not recommend going up to the island for as long as you are Saiyan. The light of a full moon can cause us to transform. Since you have no experience, you would likely lose yourself for the duration.

["Allowing yourself to become emotional."

She just

stares. Flatly. Tell Bulma to control her emotions? Ha ha ha, that's a good one. ~~She's not strong enough to go Super if she gets pissed, though, so at least there's that.~~

Nonetheless, the mention of transforming at the full moon causes her to shudder.]

Yeah, no thanks, I don't feel like turning into a giant monkey.

[It still sucks, though. All that valuable beach time lost.]

[He has a piece himself, though he's aware that taking food from the plate might set off Bulma's instincts. He would be highly amused if she attacked him.]

You know about it, then. Good, no explanation is necessary. You may want to stay in the hotel and simply lock this place up.

[It doesn't go without notice, still, some part of her just wants to share and leaves it alone. Although her tail twitches when he says to lock the house up.]

Eh...considering I just broke the door knob, I don't think that'll work right now...

At least I don't have anything to steal, I guess.

Heh. I suppose that's true. Well, the hotel I am staying in is fairly sturdy. You shouldn't encounter too much trouble. They're used to feeding a Saiyan, too.

[Vegeta doesn't seem to realize that it sounds like he's inviting her to stay with him. It's not like that at all!]

[...While it does in a way, she'll err on the side of caution and assume his seething hatred of her still exists and he was just trying to be (gasp) helpful.]

And what floor are you staying on? I'll have to avoid it.

[What? She didn't think he was implying... no!]

The top floor.

[He huffs and curls his tail tightly about his waist in agitation.]

I will not be visiting unless you punch a hole through the ceiling.

Good. [See, she can tsun just as hard as you, brusselsprouts.]

Don't cross me or I might end up punching you through the ceiling.

[...Actually that sounds fun. Not certain if Saiyan traits or her own love of punishing jerkwads.]

Is that so? If you want a fight, woman, I will gladly oblige. I'll show you what it means to be a Saiyan.

[He looks visibly excited at the prospect, already sinking into half of a battle stance. Oh, he's wanted to give her a good thwack before, but it simply wasn't an option when the smallest of actions from him was capable of killing her.

But as a Saiyan? This should be good.]

[Wait--here comes her secret technique--

It's called the "go fuck yourself."]

That doesn't mean I want to go brawling without a reason, you prick! I don't even want anything to do with you!

[What the hell is that finger gesture supposed to mean? With the way she's brandishing it, Vegeta can at least understand that it's insulting. Right back at you, Bulma.]

This way.

[And then he promptly turns his back on her to lead her to the hotel.]

Hmph.

[She guesses she can follow him or something, it's not like she wants to.]

[Despite the fact that they were bickering moments before, he does properly show her to the hotel. The doors do seem quite sturdy, as well as the rest of the complex. It's possible that Vatheon was prepared to house aliens with super strength. Vegeta informs the desk that there will be another Saiyan staying in the building, as well as laying out a basic menu for them. Since the full moon is this week, it's likely that Bulma is going to be especially irritable and have an increased desire for red meat.

They should start stocking up now.]

Here you are, my lady.

[This "politeness" is delivered with a smirk.]

Edited 2012-06-19 02:40 (UTC)

[He's trying to goad her into punching him. For one, she's going to be filing that away to inform Trunks of when this week is over and she stops breaking everything she touches. Secondly—is he seriously trying to troll a master troll?

Prodding at a sleeping beast, Vegeta, prodding at a sleeping beast.]

[That being said, Bulma just smiles pleasantly.]

It's been so kind of you to help me out like this, Highness.

[………Then she swipes her tail across his cheek gently and tucks it back around her waist, still smiling.]

Really, thank you.

[Bring it on.]

[Had he told her that he was a prince? Vegeta smirks at the contact from her tail. Certainly she has no idea what she's implying there.]

I don't recall telling you my status. Perhaps it's instinctual for you now.

Hmm...

[Actually, he has a point. Though he sure acts the part of a bratty entitled royal, she wouldn't have guessed that from just his appearance. Princes were a lot shinier on Earth from what she understood. And their hair was less...well, like a Saiyan's.

Also most of them didn't have tails. Still, something nagged at her about how she should show more respect or even be honored that she has children with him in the future.

Of course Bulma, being Bulma, disregards such a snivelly thought and shrugs.]

What can I say? I learn fast. But I guess I do seriously owe you some thanks anyway, you didn't have to help me or be so--well--nice.

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