vatheon | (no subject)

Who: Trunks and whoever.
Where: Plaza!
When: 28th?
Style: Action
Status: Open like my heart

[Trunks' eyes flew open, his expression panicked and afraid--it might have been only two months since he disappeared from Vatheon, but for him it had been much longer.

And much more eventful.

And of course, he'd forgotten all about Vatheon until now, seeing the coral was bringing everything back--his mother, father, sister, Gohan...but of course there were the memories of back home, the appearance of the androids, Cell, the violent fighting between the crazed, perfection-obsessed android and the other fighters, Goku's sacrifice...

...the death beam coming at him out of the sudden storm, far too fast to dodge or block, even if he could, even if he were strong enough...

His dripping wet, long hair stuck to his face and neck as he sat up and looked down at the ragged hole in his chest armor, his blood still stubbornly staining the broken edges (it would be worse in back, so much worse...)

Well. Shit.]

...it couldn't have been two seconds earlier?

[Some rescue you are, stupid coral.]

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[He's just laughing a bit before leaning towards Trunks' ear and whispers into it.]

Maybe there's a reason I don't leave your side and we may have more in common than you think.

[He then pulls away with a smirk before walking ahead of the other a little.]

Is that what it is.

[He could just fly away. Go back to his house, where Gohan would probably be. Or find Mom.

He's never been one to take the easy way out of things.]

What? You don't enjoy my company? Ouch, I'm deeply hurt, perhaps even wounded by your words of pain. [He's putting his hand to his heart and looking as if he's in some minor pain.] I might be bleeding on the inside and you'd be unaware.

Edited 2012-09-12 03:45 (UTC)

[WHY DO YOU INSIST ON STICKING AROUND HE IS HORRIBLE COMPANY HE HAS HAD NO OPPORTUNITY TO PRACTICE DECENT SOCIAL SKILLS...]

More like I can't understand why you enjoy mine.

[seriously, formative years spent getting thrown off cliffs and being traumatized by the agonizing deaths of everyone around him, he's pretty sure he's horrible to be around.]

I'm pretty sure you're not, even if your cologne covers up any potential smell of blood rather effectively.

[Because he enjoys teasing and attempting to troll you.]

You may have royal blood, but I can look past that.

[Yeah, he said that and are you smelling him?]

It's my favorite cologne and I didn't think it had that potent of a smell.

[Oh for...sigh.]

Just forget about that, I don't even know why I said it.

[It's not like being very technically the prince of Saiyans is relevant in any way. Also? He can't help it.]

Probably not to someone who doesn't have a superhuman sense of smell.

So you're a weirdo on top of being royalty, I see.

[He's so kind, really he is.]

Yeah, well, I get both the 'weirdo' and the 'royalty' from my dad, who's one of the last living members of an alien race.

[So yeah, he's weird. Sarcastically:]

Considering all the alien life in our universe, yeah, I'm a bit of a genetic aberration in that it should have been impossible for me to be born in the first place. I'm lucky I only turned out 'weird' instead of 'possessing a vestigial third arm'.

You're the oddest royalty I've ever met and this universe of yours sounds strange as well. [He also sees you using those bigger words Trunks and does try even if he's feeling a bit lazy.] And for a genetic aberration, you look rather handsome and human.

Yeah, it's pretty weird, but it's home.

[He's the son of Bulma Briefs, it had to come out sometime.]

You have to say that, since I look almost exactly like you. You'd be calling yourself ugly otherwise.

You do have a point. However, you're looking at the Goddess' gift to womankind, only young women of course. I doubt you have that type of blessing upon your head.

I'm pretty sure I have no type of blessing upon my head.

[Seriously the gods hate him.]

You could get some good graces with the Goddess of my world, considering your appearance is the same as mine. All you have to do is become a member of the church and a templar.

[He's not trying anything, nope.]