Saiyan Bonding [Raditz, Vegeta, Nappa]

[Princess Vegeta]

Training with her father hadn't been anything close to easy for the past few days, but now that he finally knew of her existence, he had decided to train her and make her into a suitable Queen of Saiyans for the future. Princess was pretty weak compared to her father and his friends however. How the other saiyans had managed to get so strong, she would never know.

"Break time father?" Princess would ask him, now panting heavily. They had just finished a little sparring session, or if not having finished, he had managed to tire her out enough that she was now before him and on her knees. He had been pushing her much further than she had ever attempted to push herself before.

"It's past noon and we haven't even had breakfast yet, let alone lunch," she said, the sweat from her nose dripped down onto the grass below her. Of course, they had gone to a plain outside of South City for training, though they were still somewhat nearby.

[Vegeta]

"Break time? Vegeta had been working his daughter hard, but she was still far too soft. Nowhere near the level of maturity to understand the blood that coursed through her veins. The lineage that she had to respect, pay attention to and live up to all at the same time. She knew not yet just what type of monster she was, Vegeta would have to beat it into her. "Oh I am sorry I didn't know this was a picnic! Shall I set out some tea for you? Would you like some bread and jam, something like that? Don't whine and complain. You are a Saiyan for God's sake, act like one. We do not take breaks. We battle for days on end without ever having to eat a single scrap of food. You don't even have a grasp of what you are yet and you want to take a break?"

Vegeta spoke with conviction, turning his back to his daughter. Folding his arms across his chest and tapping his boot lightly on the ground a bit, vanishing from the field of vision in front of Princess, appearing again behind her and swinging his hand down in a fierce chopping motion aimed at the back of her neck. Connection would knock her out, then again if it did connect Vegeta was just wasting his time anyway. He couldn't let her rest, not yet, not for a second. To become a true Saiyan warrior he had to strip her down to her bones, the very fabric of her being and rebuild her into a pillar of strength. Or kill her trying.

[Raditz]

Raditz's search for blood had taken him to his old comrade, Vegeta. The long haired Saiyan was in search for a particular individual's blood; Freeza's. It was that cold, maniacal tyrant that was the cause for the loss of the Saiyan's home planet, the near extinction of their race, and more importantly the loss of his wife and only son. Raditz was out for revenge. He needed to find his son, and to have Freeza dead. In what order? Raditz didn't really care. The first stop in getting what he wanted started with Vegeta. Raditz knew that if anyone had the location of Freeza, it would be Vegeta.

Slowly touching down on where his scouter pinpointed Vegeta's power level, Raditz seemed to be coming in during the end of a sparring session. "Vegeta, who is this...runt you're sparring with?," It was an honest question that Raditz had asked. Not only did he not know the girl, but he knew that Vegeta was much stronger than the girl and if he was wanted to get stronger, surely there were more effective ways. That was unless Vegeta and ulterior motives.

Raditz did hope Vegeta and the strange girl didn't waste his time too much. After all, Raditz came here for information and nothing else. Soon he would be on his way again.

[Princess Vegeta]

For a second, she had almost fooled herself into thinking that her father's sarcastic statements were genuinely sympathetic. What a fool she was. Nonetheless, she did want to get to know her father, and if training her up was the only way that he was going to want to bond with her, well, she'd do her best, despite how incredibly exhausted she really was right now.

However, unable to sense her father's movements, his attack would connect with the back of her neck, sending her falling flat on her face and unable to stand. She was already exhausted enough as it was. However, what was surprising was that, even though that attack had hit in such a weak spot, she was able to maintain consciousness against whatever odds. She laid their, her eyes still open and panting heavily. She said nothing.

[Nappa]

Re: Saiyan Bonding [Raditz, Vegeta, Nappa]

Finding himself flying now to meet up with Vegeta at a preplanned location he let his mind wander for a moment to the city he had just destroyed minutes before. Arms folded as he sped through high altitudes he slowly brought himself to tap his Scouter, just for shits and giggles, perhaps he'd pick up an interesting power level. He did every now and then, though it'd been a week or so since he had picked one up. Glancing about he began sighing slightly before he'd tap his Scouter once more. To this he'd find two other power level signatures that weren't Vegeta's, clearly. One was much lower than the others, but the third was still weaker than Vegeta's, along with Nappa's. Odd enough it was quite similar to Raditz's. Eventually exiting flight he'd find himself levitating in the air, arms folded as he glanced from Raditz, to the little girl near Vegeta, then to Vegeta. Was this the surprise Vegeta had to offer? "Is that the suprise you had Vegeta?!"

[/color] Eying the girl he smirked, hopefully she was his kid, the Saiyan race needed to grow in size.
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[Vegeta]

"Tch..." feeling his hand connect to the body of his daughter, causing her to lay there limp. Vegeta dusted his hands off by clapping them together, white gloves immaculate still. Feeling Raditz now enter the area, Vegeta closed his eyes and slowly walked over to the body on the floor. Lifting her up into his arms with a strong sort of gentle nature, cradling her yet forcing Princess to use her own muscles if she wished to support the brunt of her own weight. The way he held her was an expression of his attitude toward his daughter, tough yet supportive at the same time. Looking down, smiling slightly and snickering to Raditz.

"This one right here? A surprise? Well she claims to be my daughter. Can't say I see a resemblance in the face however. Really looks nothing like me." Laughing a bit, holding his daughter still in his arms and tilting his head up to Nappa, then to Raditz again. "But she sure is a fighter worthy to be called a Saiyan and for that I accept her." Vegeta, not truly caring if his daughter could even hear him. He was still not one-hundred percent sure of her level of consciousness. Vegeta's eyes now setting on the horizon. "What brings you both all the way out here? It must be something pretty important if you've gathered the gall to come into my area so casually."

[Raditz]

'Hmm...his daughter? Looks like I wasn't the only one who has softened up lately,' thought Raditz. He now wasn't so concerned about his old comrades finding out he had a son. But that would have to wait until another time, he was here for business. But how would he go about asking for what he needed without revealing his true intentions? Afterall Raditz knew Vegeta was pretty smart and could figure things out easily, but Nappa on the other hand was all muscle and no brains.

"I've came out here for information. I need to get a hold of Freeza, and you Vegeta are the only one that I know who knows his location. So I'm going to need you to tell me." He probably could have been a little more discrete, but it didn't matter now. All Raditz needed was to find Freeza and end his life.....or attempt to anyways.

[Princess Vegeta]

Princess would cough up saliva as she was picked up by her father. The attack had taken a lot of damage, but she was fine and would certainly recover. She probably should have been unconscious, but she was doing everything in her power to make sure that she didn't faint. And being that Vegeta wasn't fully supporting her weight, she had to use some of her own muscle to keep herself up as well.

"Father... They're all Saiyans too?" She asked him. It didn't take much observation for her to notice this. She could clearly see that the two men who had just come had tails around their waist.

"Servants?" she would ask them, having heard that he was the King of Saiyans.

[Nappa]

Raising a brow as he watched and listened to Vegeta he couldn't help, but slid a hand over his freshly shaved and shiny dome. Apparently Vegeta had forgotten about their meeting. Oh well, he wouldn't prod the situation, Vegeta was forgetful at times so he'd have to make something up on the spot, but he couldn't lie, the way Vegeta responded to Nappa's arrival did annoy Nappa quite a bit. But, Raditz's stupidity caused Nappa to pause. Shaking his head as he cracked a grin and laughed a little bit before replying to Raditz. "Where ya been Raditz? Frieza's been in South City working for that Hypno fella' for quite some time now. But, heh, can't blame a low level Saiyan like you to know anything really."

[/color] Now turning his attention back to Vegeta he chose to respond to him now. "Gall? Vegeta, come on, don't go treating me like some low level Saiyan trash. I've been your general for years now...I just came by to check things out and to see if you found out the location of that Gohan kid so we can finish this job up for Frieza."[/color]
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[Vegeta]

[size=1"Sevants? No, no Saiyan is a servant. These are my brothers in arms." Vegeta flashed a cheeky grin as Nappa spoke. Still holding into Princess, his eyes drifting around the landscape."Nappa is right Raditz, Frieza is in South City where he sits like some kind of demented God king. It doesn't really concern me right now, though. What I have to do now is raise this one into the leader of the next generation of Saiyan's. After that I will take care of Frieza myself." A bit of a maniacal laugh coming from Vegeta's throat, slowly setting his daughter down on her own two feet. Putting his hand on her head and tussling it about a bit.

Turning his head toward Nappa, "Any news on the location of our little friend by the way? I have been too preoccupied with Princess here to really gather any information." Vegetas gloved hand still on this head of his daughter, awaiting a response to Nappa. In the pit of his stomach he felt a sadness well up inside of him. When the time came, could he really slay a Saiyan in battle? His heritage didn't allow for it. As rare as they were, Saiyans had to be protected even the smallest of them. His eyes turning to his daughter. Did this Gohan really need to be sacrificed?[/size]