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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 21, 2011 19:12:09 GMT -5
Returning home after such a horrible failure was not only embarrassing, but humiliating. The Machine Princess was supposed to retrieve had been completely destroyed and it had been her fault. She had had it in her hands and yet she somehow managed to lose it. Failure. Embarrassment. Having her life was very little consolation to all of this. Nonetheless, she had managed to live, save Nappa, and save yet another Saiyan as well.
Princess had taken Nappa to Frieza's palace so that he could heal in the rejuvenation machines, but the boy she had saved. That was something entirely different. He wasn't a member of Frieza's army, and thus, he she couldn't take him to get healed. Instead, she had taken him to her father's house, and he now lay on the bed, unconscious and completely naked, just as he was when she had picked him up. Her father hadn't returned home either, but that wasn't really much of a surprise.
Princess sat on the edge of the bed just to the side of Daikon. It was somewhat awkward having him in here like this. Unfortunately, she had no place else to take him, and she couldn't let him freeze to death in the North Pole knowing that he was at least a part-saiyan like her. Princess finally stood up and sighed. She paced around the room and the bed.
"Damn it Nappa. Heal already. I need your guidance!"
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 21, 2011 20:59:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
He had decided to stay with the person who had been awake during all the fighting. Looking at her as he tilted his head. Sitting on a nearby seat and simply watched her paced the room, He really never even seen this girl before - And only knew of her by the name of Princess. Hearing her curse his dad's name made him smirk. "...Say it all you want, but he's hard at hearing" He crossed his arm's over his battle armor. There was rarely a time he wasn't at least wearing a suit of it.
Looking at the naked kid on the bed and shook his head. "Why did you even bring him back? He's a Saiyan - he should be able to survive the damn weather of all thing's" Looking her over a little. Clearing his throat. "You know, Maybe we should head into the kitchen, get to know each other a little better? I mean, We are some of the last surviving members of a species..." He tried his best to remain cool. "I don't think my father or this guy will be waking up anytime soon."
Clenching his fist together. "...I missed all the good stuff"
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 21, 2011 23:17:00 GMT -5
Upon hearing the voice of another person in her father's apartment, Princess turned to him with an expression of shock. How he had snuck into her room without her noticing she didn't know,but it was frightening nonetheless. However, upon examining him, she noticed something even a bit more odd. He had what appeared to be nothing less than a tail. He was a Saiyan! She was running into so many lately. And at that, he appeared to be at her age.
Princess jumped back. Quickly, she got into a fighting stance. She was on guard. Who this Saiyan was she didn't know. She wasn't going to give him a chance to attack her though. Hoewver, what he began to say next took her a bit by surprise as well. Get to know each other better in the kitchen? was he hitting on her? Obviously. The kitchen was no better than this room aside from it lacked an unconscious person.
"You're a Saiyan, aren't you?" she asked. Her eyes glanced over his tail once again, and then she returned to examine his face again.
"Who are you?"
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 21, 2011 23:58:27 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
He tilted his head to the side as she took a battle stance. "...If I wanted to fight you I would have did it when you had your back turned..." he said simply and shook his head. "... Well, if It was anyone else who would ask I wouldn't tell them, but since such a beautiful girl asked I shall indulge. I am Nappa's Son, Kabbar." He bowed his head a little. "And it's a pleasure to meet you, Princess I take it?" He had heard his father mention her name before so he put one and one together since she was talking about him so openly - Not many people stood up to his father after all.stuff"
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 0:57:42 GMT -5
Princess couldn't help other than to be a little suspicious about this boy right now. Now that he had introduced himself, she realized who he was. Nappa had mentioned having children before, but this didn't mean that she had seen him before. Most of what she had done up until now was train with her father. Princess took a deep breath. She was quick to fight, but she wouldn't want to do that in her father's apartment unless it was absolutely necessary.
"Breaking and entering is a crime," Princess stated bluntly. Nonetheless, it probably hadn't taken him much to do so. She had left the door open by accident. Still, this didn't constitute him walking in without her permission.
"and pssst! Beautiful Girls? Put me off your radar. I'm not interested in guys who are weaker than me." She said to him. She then frowned.
"And as the daughter of Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans, I am your superior."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 22, 2011 1:11:02 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
He simply shook his head. "...A crime? Really? That's the best you could come up with?" Not even paying attention at this point to the kid. "...Don't be so quick to judge, I might surprise you..." He grinned cockily at the girl until she said a name that caused his eye's to open a little bit wider.
This was Vegetas daughter? What? He wasn't even aware of her! Clearing his throat roughly and looking away. Half of him wanted to show off to the girl right then and now. "...Pulling out that card? Shame, I really wanted a chance at an amazingly hot and powerful girl such as you..." He winked at her. "So, What can you tell me about the fight? If you want to go straight to business."
He must admit, now that he knew she was Vegeta's daughter - She was even more tempting... They could be the first saiyan couple since their race was masacred. "I would like it alot more just getting to know you..."
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 1:28:51 GMT -5
She couldn't stop frowning at him. The way that he spoke. It was so arrogant. It sounded as though he actually thought he had a chance at her, and not only that, but that he could also defeat her in combat. She had trained with her father for quite some time. He couldn't beat her. She was ready for almost any challenge, including wiping the floor with the little half-saiyan in front of her.
She squinted her eyes as she looked at him. She remained in her fighting stance. She knew why he was after her. It was simply because she was a Saiyan, either that or because she was his princess. But if that was the case, he'd have to prove himself. She wouldn't give it up so easily. She wanted to preserve her race. She felt it was necessary. She was the heiress to royalty, and she had never once gotten the chance she deserved to feel like a Queen, or even a princess simply due to when she was born.
"Get down on your knees... and bow before your Princess," she commanded of him with a stern voice. "You are not my equal. No man alive is good enough for me. No one even comes close to my father's might. And as an elite, i will be as strong as him someday."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 22, 2011 1:38:00 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
As the girl remained in the fighting stance he looked bored at her. However, when she told him to get down on his knee's and bow? His eye's narrowed. "...I don't care who you are, I will not get on my knee's for anyone, you might be as strong as him someday, but right now you are not... " His voice was just as stern - He obeyed only one persons orders, that was his father - his father served Vegeta but - this...Princess, No. He had no loyaltys to her.
"I have had the respect to let you act all high and mighty, ms. princess - But do not, EVER tell me to bow before you. I am a Saiyan, As you are - If you want me to bow to you? Make me. " He got into his own fighting stance now, If this girl really wanted to make this into a fight he would be overly happy to oblige.
Plus, If he proved he was stronger - It would make her much more easier to flirt with. He grinned at that thought.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 1:51:30 GMT -5
Princess had no fear of this boy, Kabbar, however, fighting in this room wasn't exactly the smartest thing to do. It could easily get very destructive, and Princess had this naked boy in her room. She couldn't exactly leave him here. He'd attract too much attention if he left and could easily become targeted as an infiltrator.
"I will fight you, but I can't do it here," Princess answered. This was for obvious reasons. Fighting here would only get them arrested or worse. They'd have to go elsewhere. But would it be wise for her to transport Daikon before he had even awaken?
"But there is a training room," Princess finally said. She didn't think that it was a wise idea to bring Daikon with her, but she couldn't let him wake up confused. It would only get him killed. She'd have to bring him. And there was no way she could just back out from this fight. She'd never run away.
Princess made her way over to the naked boy. She bent over and guided his arms over her shoulders. From there, she gripped him under his legs so that he was now on his back.
"You will not defeat me, Kabbar." With that, she ran out of the door and into the hallway. She made her way to the training room.
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 22, 2011 1:59:10 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
So the girl really wanted to prove herself? Very well. Watching as she picked up the nude boy he sighed. "Very well" He said simply as he followed behind her into the training room. Looking her over. "You look hot when your all flustered..." He winked and grinned cockily. As he stretched a little... This would be fun, a bit of training.
"If I win, I want to go out with you..." he said suddenly as he smirked, She was easy to read - She would agree to it of course, her pride demanded it. Getting into a fighting stance, waiting for her to drop the naked kid already so that they could get this fight started - He wanted to go on a bit of a date possibly, or do something these earthlings do.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 2:06:57 GMT -5
The training room was nice. It was very large, and it was made out of some of the strongest steel in the galaxy. In short, the room couldn't be broken, even by their incredibly advanced super powers. Princess pressed the button to close every door in the training room and the lights then became much brighter. She set Daikon down near the door and made her way over to Kabbar so that she was standing only a few meters in front of him.
"To go out with me? What does that even mean?" she asked him. It was a very ambiguous condition. Going out could mean so many things and could easily mean something different to the both of them, though having been raised as a human in a city's ruins, she had a pretty decent idea of what he meant.
"So be it. If you win, I will not only go out with you, but I will marry you," she sneered. The notion of his victory was hilarious to her. She did not think that her offer was one which could be refused. As the Princess of Saiyans, their marriage would result in him one day being King of Saiyans (or whatever was left of them). In her mind, that was all that he wanted anyway. He wanted to date her for status. That was it. Nothing more and nothing less. he didn't like her that much. How could he? They had just met.
"But if you lose... then you must be my slave for the rest of eternity."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 22, 2011 2:18:40 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 500px; background: url(http://i996.photobucket.com/albums/af82/sataraalcaelahn/Tar%20Valon/Flames_from_Fire_Wallpaper_18.jpg); border-radius: 30 30 30 30 px; padding: 10px;] . Cry "Havoc!"
and let slip the dogs of war
He was taken a bit aback by her pledge to marry him. "...V-V-Very well!" He swallowed loudly, the thought of marriage - It was one thing to go out with each other - Another thing entirely to marry. he was nervous as hell at this point and then her winning came up.
"..." The thought of being forced to be her slave for the rest of his life was... very bad for him. "Fine!" He growled out - he would best her, he had to - Not only to prove that he was stronger - but, to prove it to her. He had no plan's on marrage - at least not until they got to the point they felt ready.
They were both ready to fight. A bright purple light resonated from his hand's as he sent quite a powerful blast right at princess. It had quite a bit of punch to it not to mention blocked alot of the vision of anyone looking at it.
And if that wasn't enough going as fast as he could behind the ball of light using it to shield his approach as soon as he got close enough he started to throw punches and kicks - not going easy on her at all - this was a battle to one of their submission's. His pride was on the line, he would NOT let her beat him.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 2:26:47 GMT -5
Perhaps I should have taken a reading of his power level on the scouter before this fight... Princess thought. She had been a bit distracted, however she snapped back into reality as she saw him begin to charge an energy beam. She wasn't going to let him best her now. She was much stronger. She knew it internally. He may have been the son of a Saiyan elite, just as she was the daughter of one, however her class was so much higher. She would prove it!
As the blast came toward her, Princess did not so much as move. Instead, she placed both of her hands in front of her and held them out. The blast came toward her, she caught it in her hands. The force of the blast pushed her back a little, however, since it was a relatively weak blast, she was able to redirect it and send it flying into the ground behind her.
However, just after doing so, she was taken by surprise as he appeared behind the blast. A punch first landed right on her face, and that was followed by a kick to her gut. She leaned forward from the impact of the attack, saliva escaped her mouth and landed on his shoulder. However, the next punches and kicks that he threw at her she was ready for. Moving Quickly, she began to block them as best she could. When he punched, she used the palm of her hands to block. She used her knees to block the rest of his kicks. Most of her attacks, however, she was attempting to use her sharp nails on his face, if she could get a chance to land a direct hit, that was.
"You're better than I would have given you credit for," she said to him as she continued to move and block. "Of course, this doesn't mean that you stand a chance."
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Post by Kabbar on Oct 22, 2011 2:34:29 GMT -5
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and let slip the dogs of war
Watching as she quickly adjusted her entire defense after those two hits landed. As she swung, and caught him by surprise as she scratched him across his cheek before he slapped her hand away. "Damn right I am..." He smirked as he dodged her attack's just as she did his - a few landed but no major damage was exchanged between the two - they fought on pretty even term's - however, he needed to beat her - to prove just because he was of lower class does not make him a slave. Doing something very unexpected, when she tried to scratch him again he tried his best to catch her arm in the process. If successful, he shove his free hand into her chest and started powering a blast - This would no doubt win him the fight - a blast that close and one that he actually powered up.
IF it did not go though, he would have opened himself up for a few attack's, but it was worth it for the chance to catch her at square one - he had to start doing better then the girl. "I refuse to be anyone's slave or bow to status!" He growled out as he clearly started to get a bit angry of the fight - this was a fight to define who HE was. He stood in the shadow of his father long enough.
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Post by Princess Vegeta on Oct 22, 2011 2:44:33 GMT -5
Princess smirked as her slashing nail attack hit. She felt rather successful because of that. the sight of blood meant that she was doing something wrong in her fighting. However, she was soon taken by shock as he managed to grab her arm before she could manage to scratch him yet again. Struggling to break free, Princess soon found that it didn't seem to be possible. How would she make him let go?
"Gah!!!" The powerful blast built up right in front of her chest, and in only moments, had been completely fired. The blast was powerful, and no doubt sent her flying backward. She hit the steel wall of the battle room quite hard and then finally slid down and landed on her stomach just next to the naked unconscious boy, Daikon.
"Damn it all!" She was struggling to move it looked like. She brought her arms down to her side, and slowly pushed the palms of her hand on the ground, but she couldn't quite push up just yet. Her chest was pounding. It was already a very sore spot before his attack, and she hadn't wore her Saiyan Armor.
"Think you're so God-damn tough? I've fought tougher. That was a cheap shot."
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