Welcome back to Vatheon!

[saiyan_prince]

Who: Vegeta, Cheria, Cheria's housemates if they hear her scream
When: August 16th, evening
Where: Graces house
Style: brrrrackets
Status: Closed


[One minute, he'd been fresh out of the shower in that woman's house, holding up the hideous pink shirt she'd left for him in place of his armor. The next, he was deposited in Cheria's room wearing only the khakis and waving around said pink shirt angrily, continuing his sentence like he'd never been teleported at all.]

What is the meaning of this, woman?!

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[dreamchasing]

[ She overhears the whole 'are we on your planet' conversation and clears her throat to make herself known before they can go for crablettes. And yay, she's fully clothed now! ]

Our world is Ephinea, Sophie, and no, that's not where we are.

[ She wanders over, standing beside Sophie and placing a hand on her back gently. ]

This actually is Vatheon. Sorry for any confusion, Sophie is still learning a lot.

[ She can't seem to get the embarrassed blush off of her face, but she's a lot more civil now that her body is appropriately covered. ]

[saiyan_prince]

Tch. It figures, I've never been teleported such a great distance before ending up here.

[He runs a hand through his increasingly stuff hair. Ugh, now he's a mess again. They better not try and make him clean up before feeding him, he JUST took a shower. Vegeta keeps his eyes to himself for the most part, but he can't help but look a little. He's a healthy man, it's been more than a year... give him a break.]

You said you have food?

[Please Sophie, lead them.]

[lucentpalisade]

[ Sophie glances at Cheria oddly for a moment. ... But opts not to say anything. Because more important things are afoot - like crablettes! ]

Cheria made them this morning. [ There's still more right Cheria? Right? But she leads the way to the kitchen. She isn't actually hunger, but crablettes need to be shared with everyone! ALL HAIL THE CRABLETTE. ]

[dreamchasing]

[ ERK. Sophie, no. Cheria sighs, though ... it was the least that could be done. She nods. ]

But once they're gone, I'm not making any more, all right? We still have dinner tonight.

[saiyan_prince]

[The intensity of the frown on Vegeta's face softens when he smells the food. Since he's been told he can go ahead, he grabs the entire plate of the remaining crablettes and eats with voracity that only a Saiyan can manage. Nothing will be left when he's finished.]

He likes it! Hey Mikey -!

[lucentpalisade]

[ ... what? They have a guest, and you're supposed to feed guests! ]

Is he staying for dinner too? [ Sophie has no problems with this. The man likes crablettes and that is a-ok in her book. ]

[dreamchasing]

A-Actually, we should probably get him settled into Vatheon, Sophie ...

[ As much as Cheria doesn't mind guests, they really do need to get him situated. If he wasn't already ... he did mention the world as though he knew it. ]

[saiyan_prince]

[In the space of a minute the food he was offered is gone. Vegeta looks at the girls.]

Yes, I know what this city is. I was here before.

[He looks to Sophie.]

I believe we met. You were speaking about this woman's rear on the network.

[A nod and a smirk to Cheria.]

[lucentpalisade]

Oh. Okay, Cheria.

[ Huh. She glances at Vegeta next, consideringly, and then nods. ]

I remember. But you're not supposed to talk about her peachbutt. It's a bad conversation topic in polite company.

[dreamchasing]

[ dekfnekgnkrngkrngkng ERK. ]

Oooookay, how were those crablettes?

[ ATTEMPT TO CHANGE THE SUBJECT FROM HER BUTT, GO. ]

[saiyan_prince]

Good.

[He's still hungry, though. Vegeta folds his arms over his chest, unsure of what to do now. Say "thanks for the food"? Find some clothes? Maybe he'll head to Bulma's place and get that gravity machine instead of just wasting his time sitting around with two little girls...]

[lucentpalisade]

[ Cheria, they're crablettes of course they're going to be good, goodness. Though Vegeta's short acknowledgement of the godliness of crablettes is a bit surprising. ]

You're supposed to say thank you. [ She's so helpful. Glancing at Cheria to make sure that's correct. ]

Right, Cheria?

[dreamchasing]

Right. Very good, Sophie.

[ YES, MY LITTLE GIRL IS USING HER MANNERS--wait what. She then looks back toward Vegeta. ]

So, then ... if you're back here again, then is there anyone who might want to know you've returned? I'm sure we could get in contact with them ...

[saiyan_prince]

I can get in contact with them myself.

[The prince of all Saiyans thanks no one unless he damn well feels like it! He'd been considering saying thank you, but them trying to push it on him automatically makes him want to not do it. Letting out a grunt, he stands and dusts some of the drying salt off his chest and starts for the door. He needs to get some clothes, and NOT that thing Bulma gave him.]

[lucentpalisade]

[ Sophie nods to herself, but when there is none that comes from Vegeta, she simply shrugs. Whatever, dude, he obviously didn't have any manners! Gosh! Glancing between the two curiously, she tilts her head. ]

You're leaving?

[dreamchasing]

[ She's just trying to teach her daughter Sophie some manners, gosh. :| But hey, whatever, rude guy.

And Sophie, we can't keep him. He's not like Tiger. ]

All right. Is there anything else you need? Sophie and I can try to help you as much as we can in getting used to this place again.

[saiyan_prince]

I can handle myself.

[He finishes making his way to the door, pausing to speak awkwardly without turning to look at either of them again.]

I appreciate the offer.

[And the food. This is his version of thank you. That much said, he walks out entirely.]