He won't lord this over her at ALL.

[saiyan_prince]

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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[saiyan_prince]

[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.

[vulgarwoman]

[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.

[saiyan_prince]

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!]

[vulgarwoman]

[...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.

[saiyan_prince]

[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.

[vulgarwoman]

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.]

[saiyan_prince]

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.]

[vulgarwoman]

[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!

[saiyan_prince]

[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.]

[vulgarwoman]

Hmph.

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

[saiyan_prince]

[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.]

1/2

[vulgarwoman]

[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.]

[vulgarwoman]

[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.]

[saiyan_prince]

[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.

[vulgarwoman]

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.