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[fighting4afuture]

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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[saiyan_prince]

[Vegeta will go right back to drowning his sorrows in his food then. He may look irritated, but having spent two years with the man, Trunks would know it's not his usual sort of irritation. There's a bit of fondness there, too.]