CC - Custom Communicator [Revas & Bulla]

[Frosvite]

The ride was long, that was certain. The road didn't seem like it was getting any shorter or if the scenery changed even a little while the Changeling drove, seeming a little odd for the younger one in the vehicle but still allowing his mind to compensate with the fact. Truth is, Frosvite never really expected to find himself in a situation similar to this one, where he's being just like every other civilian on this planet, being driven by car and relying on gas rather than on his own powers to get from place to place. Never have he thought he would resort to using such methods with the little allowance he receives daily which not surprisingly disappears very quickly just like a flash of lightning - on food, moreover, for hungry animals the lad favorites. And never did he actually think there would be another Changeling on this planet other than the few that were banished, those who came in for domination and those who came there for no apparent clear reason. This was the surprising of all, actually, seeing this woman Changeling had the skills to drive a car, something Frosvite himself never even dreamed of having.

Fortunately enough, the ride was peaceful enough for the orange and black hideous-looking alien to even fall asleep on the uncomfortable black seat near the driver. Surprisingly enough, there were almost no robbers at all among the way, and even beyond the point - non of them seemed to even notice the small vehicle making its way on this nearly completely straight-lined, dried out plane. Was it because the driver was using a police car? It never occurred to the turbaned warrior such good use could be done with merely just a car, which always gave him such a useless impression. Sure, humans used it all the time to travel everywhere, but if the people on this planet used their feet for walking instead of pushing such weak pedals chances are they wouldn't be in the state they are at today. There were a few that realized that much but according to how the planet works, non of them would take into mind actually trying to trash away their car for such use: that's just throwing away good money they earned. Redundant.

The few gas stations along the dried road were of good use for a stop, refilling fuel and getting a three-hour nap before continuing to hit the road. It never occurred to the turbaned 'lizardman' just how useful these vehicles, these machines could be for daily life, and to think he could use one of those in due time. Simply amazing, but what was more astounding was the convenience of the stops on the way that proved again and again to be extremely useful despite its appearance and impression. A mistake done by the young Changeling today, a rookie mistake not often done was judging the book by its cover, not really believing such uninhabited buildings for mere self-service almost in the middle of nowhere could be put to such relief. Hopefully he himself will get to drive one of those cars one day and get to stop at this perfect solitary.

The way to West City from South City, as much as Frosvie could remember it, was basically one, very long road spreading for miles over miles of planes, ascends and descends placed in the middle of the world's largest wastelands perhaps, with only a few scenery changes from this dehydrated desert to a mountain area with slight amounts of plants, or any living thing really in sight. That is to be expected, industry didn't usually pay its respects to nature as much as Frosvite knew from his time on the Planet Trade Organization, and boy did he know all too well about that. The road was long, enough for the young alien to feel as if it's taking three days where really, his perception of time didn't luck out and he lost track, only supposing it took the duo of Changelings three full days to arrive at West City's Capsule Corporation. Clearly though he mistook the time and hopefully the driver of this white vehicle knew how long it took to get there.

"Hey, there it is!!"

Frosvite excitedly claimed, spotting the large, round, yellow building with the title 'CC' on it amongst all the other buildings in this amazingly urban city. This was without a doubt, West City's Capsule Corporation. So many vehicles were found, which also fascinated the boy as much as the way some of the projects weere still in mid-construction and so many humans were casually walking down the streets in an enormous variety of clothing. But nothing mattered as of now, all the two had to do now was just enter the building and ask for Beautiful Bulla, the Briefs' daughter and the newborn child prodigy to create them a device in which they can communicate freely, sort of like a private cellphone. It's not like the orange outcast knew of the already existing wireless telephone back then which is why the idea popped in his head in the first place. But even if the blue haired girl didn't agree to making such a device for them, it would still be an honor and a pleasure to meet this human again. She was not the nicest person in existence, true, but a long time has passed since the two has last met. Most likely too much, and the turbaned man could have only hoped she still remembers him - and even willing to accept yet another one of his race, apparently without too much trouble.

"This is definitely Capsule Corporation! I can't wait to see how Bulla's doing!" Frosvite exclaimed again, his happy mood unchanged from the moment the large house was in sight. It all came to how Revas, the other Changeling, felt about this so-called idea of the former.

[Revas Drakul]

They began to head off toward the capsule corps along the way she found out many things about Frostvite as well as Bulla, She was a young girl and daughter to Bulma someone pretty well known, she wondered if Bulla had gotten her mothers good looks. Revas always felt jealous of Bulma's attractive looks and her hair was to die for as she sighed looking down. She really lost to Bulma in a lot of things, no hair and a lack of breasts for the most part made her feel sad.

After many hours they made there way to capsule corps she was glad as they made there way inside the gates parking her car she stepped out her body wrapped in her cloak as always. She had to be cautious even though Freizas forces often came here she was not one of them so if spotted she might have many questions asked of her.

" Okay let us got meet Bulla, I have to admit I am pretty jealous of her mothers great body and hair. I mean... well I clearly lack any sort of figure like hers anyways how about we track her down. "

Her face was flushed some as she said this it was true however she idolized Bulma for her great work for humans. Despite being a human she had invented so many interesting gadgets, she could only wonder how this woman became so smart.