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| Bruce | Nov 24 2014, 09:56 PM Post #1 |
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Bruce walked through the Hercule City's bustling Shopping District. Each sidewalk was almost packed with people moving to their respective destinations. It was still so hard to believe that these humans could worship this man Hercule like they do. He was everywhere. On their televisions, in their toy stores, in the sporting goods shops. His face was even on every other building in the entire city."This is creepy. Why do they love this *expletive deleted* so much?" Bruce thought to himself, roaming around in search of something worth spending his money on. They had many trinkets and clothing in the Shopping District, but nothing worth actually spending money on. There weren't any gravity machines, no saibamen, completely lacking in armors, and they didn't even have a single spaceship on for sale. "It's like this planet is stuck in the dark ages! How are there so many powerful people on this planet, yet this is the biggest shopping district in this entire backwards world, and they don't even sell anything useful!" Bruce said aloud to himself, at a loss for what to do. Trunks had given Bruce the weekend off from training, so he decided to do some sight-seeing around this waste of a planet's cities. Not only did he find nothing of interest, but all of the cities seemed to have no distinguishing characteristics to them except for this one, and that was because was one man's face was plastered everywhere. Bruce continued thinking bad about Earth's largest and grandest places of human population, until he saw a cute girl with blue hair carrying many bags walking by herself. Before he had more than an inkling of the thought of talking to her, a man with black hair in an extremely dark sweater ran past him, and up to the pretty girl. Snatching her purse and causing her to drop all of her bags, spilling the contents across floor while he took off down the shopping district. Bruce, thinking this an despairingly despicable act, decided to retrieve the purse for the young lady. Running at break-neck speed, Bruce caught up to the theif in seconds, kicking his legs out from under him and elbowing his head down to the ground with force. After picking up the purse, Bruce walked back to the young lady, handing her back her purse as she had picked up the rest of her belongings. "Here, I think this belongs to you." Bruce said, trying not to sound too corny. 412 WC Edited by Bruce, Nov 25 2014, 04:08 PM.
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| TaoBulla | Nov 24 2014, 10:29 PM Post #2 |
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Of course, that pretty blue-haired girl was none other than the 16 year old Bulla, Princess of All Saiyans. She had freshly come back from her training trip on Planet Vegeta, as a Full Power Super Saiyan, and on top of that, having learned her father's prized techniques, the Galick Gun, and the Big Bang Attack. She had even arisen to Saiyan Elite while she was there, and she had to admit, she was feeling awfully proud. However, the bad fashion sense appalled the Saiyan Princess. Although she was now much closer to her father in terms of personality than she was previously, she still had her love of shopping in her. Wearing her red latex outfit, with her brown tail wrapped around her waist, and a Scouter strapped to her left ear, her purse strapped to her shoulder as she happily carried her shopping bags around with her. She was appreciative of the training she had received while on Vegeta, because now she didn't need someone else to go with her to carry all of her shopping bags and gifts she purchased for herself. It was rather nice, if she may say so, but it made the Saiyan Princess a bit lonely, if she were to be truthful with herself. As she continued along her way, she felt a tugging on her purse, and saw some purse snatcher run off with her purse. Snarling with rage as her Aura burst out of her, she was about to drop everything and give chase so she could viciously murder him, but it looks like she didn't have to. Someone had already beaten her to the punch, knocking the man on his ass before coming back to hand her the purse that was snatched from her. Looking the man up and down, she noticed he looked remarkably Saiyan-like, which was particularly interesting to her. After carefully placing her many items down, she strapped her purse back to her shoulder again, and smirked at the man. "Thank you, now pardon me for a minute" she said with a very bloodthirsty, Saiyan-like smirk as she fired a Cosmic Energy Blast at the unconscious purse snatcher faster than anyone could keep up with, causing her to vaporize the idiot on the spot. After disposing of the fool that messed with her, she dusted her hands off and proceeded to pick up all the items she had placed down, before turning her attention to the suspiciously-Saiyan-like man that was in front of her. "My name is Bulla, Saiyan Elite, and Princess of All Saiyans. It's nice to see there are still some people out there willing to do a good deed for someone out of the blue, even if they didn't really need it. Still, I thank you anyway, even though I could eviscerated the worthless simpleton myself" she said to him with a smirk on her face, looking as if she would enjoy the thought of performing said evisceration on the man she had just violently, and casually, murdered without any hesitation, or even shedding a single tear of remorse. _________ Word Count: 511 |
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| Bruce | Nov 24 2014, 11:11 PM Post #3 |
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Bruce felt his stomach lurch. It was not the talk of evisceration, or the fact that this young woman had just blown a man to pieces with the wave of a hand almost faster than he could keep up with. It was the fact that she claimed to be the the warrior Elite Princess, Bulla. Bruce dropped down to one knee, bowing before royalty. "Excuse me for not knowing who you were ma'am! If I would have known who you were I would have ripped out that theif's intestines and strangled him with them as a warning to all others who would try to steal from a Saiyan Princess!" Bruce spoke loudly, quite afraid he had disrespected the woman by not killing the thief as soon as he had caught him. "Thank you for your compliment. I did not realize that you were on Earth at the moment madam otherwise I would have recognized you instantly and murdered the fool on sight. My name is Bruce Killah, I am a saiyan as well and am currently training under Prince Trunks." Bruce said, standing up as he noticed that people were beginning to stare. Bruce had bought his own Earth clothes while he was to stay on this planet, making him not easily distinguishable from a human, excluding his tail wrapped around the inside of his belt. Bruce wore a black training gi, which hid his scars, with blue belt, wristbands and boots, black highlights across the tips of his boots as well. Bruce also bore what was called a mullet hairstyle on Earth. It did not bother him that most people sniggered at how out-of-date his hair was when he past. All He knew was that it being short in the front did not hinder his sight and it being long in the back added a certain form of style that Bruce liked. But all in all, it was just the hair he was born with. WC: 325 Edited by Bruce, Nov 25 2014, 04:05 PM.
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| TaoBulla | Nov 25 2014, 02:00 PM Post #4 |
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Once she had introduced herself, she allowed herself to smirk much like her father did when she saw that this now-confirmed Saiyan had bowed to her and apologized for not recognizing her. He had told her that if he had known who she was, he would have ripped out the purse snatcher's intestines and strangled him with them as a warming to not steal from the Saiyan Princess. Oh, she liked him, she liked him a lot. If she were still the untrained, non-Super Saiyan, non-Elite, non-bloodthirsty, completely non-Saiyan-like person she was before, she would have been put off by the threats. However, she wasn't like her old self, at least, not completely. No, after what she had done, she had embraced her Saiyan side much more than she did previously, and was now much more bloodthirsty, prone to violence, and other such things that truly showcased her Saiyan side had come out. She was proud that this Saiyan would bow and such to her like this, as it showed that Saiyans still had respect for the Royal Bloodline of Vegeta, even if said Bloodline was diluted a bit by her Half-Saiyan status. It made her feel smug, superior, and more important than she already felt way long ago before she originally left for Vegeta. "You are forgiven, and you may rise, soldier. After all, you didn't know. It's not like my face is super well-known amongst the troops. Now that you know, though, you can take steps to ensure to better deal with cretins like those that bother your Princess. Rise, and follow me as I do my shopping, soldier, consider it an honor to follow me" she said to him with a smirk on her face as she picked up her things once more and waited for him to stand up so she could ensure that he was following behind her. "You are forgiven for not knowing I was on Earth, considering I just got here yesterday, thanks to my Daddy. I would have been very surprised, and suspicious, if you had found out I was here" she said to him with a dismissive wave of her hand in response to his comment. He introduced himself to her as Bruce Killah, and she frowned in curiosity at the unusual name. That name wasn't very Saiyan-like in her mind, and she wondered if he was one of those Saiyans sent off to another Planet as an infant to prove themselves worthy of their Saiyan Blood. "A very un-Saiyan-like name, but at least you're not like that Kakarot scumbag" she said to him as her face tightened into a hateful scowl, before she changed the subject. "You're training with my Brother? What a waste. I will admit he is powerful, but he is very soft emotionally. He doesn't understand how to be a true Saiyan" she said to him with a grunt of displeasure as she rolled her eyes in disdain when her brother Trunks was brought up. While she loved her Brother, the awakening of her Saiyan side had helped her understand much more why her Daddy favored her more over him. ________ Word Count: 519 Total Word Count: 1,030 Edited by TaoBulla, Nov 25 2014, 04:10 PM.
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| Bruce | Nov 25 2014, 04:00 PM Post #5 |
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Bruce rose and walked with Princess Bulla. Surprised beyond belief that he already came across another member of the royal family, let alone be the one to dispatch a foolish thief for her and be offered the honor to walk alongside of her. At least he had the sense to be as respectful as possible to the young Princess. Trunks probably wouldn't have liked it if he found out that I disrespected his sister. "That would be suspicious. I have not heard much about you from your brother, but he did share that you were currently on Planet Vegeta. I was quite jealous when I heard that you were back on our home world." Bruce said, giving a slight smile as he crossed his arms behind his back. "Since the Saiyan Outpost was destroyed I have been stranded on Earth. Even if I had chosen not to train under your brother I wouldn't have been able to return." he said, addressing the fact that the Saiyan Princess had resources he did not. "Yes, my name is unusual. My father had decided to let the planet I was sent to as a baby name me. The last name is the title they gave me as I destroyed their population." Bruce said conversationally, before the Princess changed the subject on to his teacher, Trunks. She proceeded to say that training under the Prince was a waste! Bruce did not believe that training under Trunks was a waste, but saying so to the Princess would have been borderline stupid. "Understanding of how to become a true saiyan is not what I need from Prince Trunks, your majesty. I was taught how by my father when I returned to Planet Vegeta as a young child." he said the smile falling from his face. "Prince Trunks has offered to teach me to ascend my own powers to new heights. Allowing me the opportunity to become useful to the Saiyan Army." A determined look coming across his face. He had been too weak to be considered of any use by the Saiyan Army in the fight against the PTO, so he had been shipped to this planet to help them in their cause against the Red Ribbon and Black Bow Army. It had been a heavy blow knowing that he could do nothing for his home world except either be cannon fodder for the fight against the PTO or a stooge under other weaklings sent to help this planet. As insulting as it was, Bruce couldn't help but agree that it was for the best anyway. He had already met so many people that outclassed him in strength by far on this planet. If that is what kind of fighters this planet could produce, who knew what strength the PTO could have access to, since they controlled so many different planets throughout the galaxy. WC: 476 Edited by Bruce, Nov 25 2014, 04:02 PM.
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| TaoBulla | Nov 26 2014, 03:32 PM Post #6 |
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When she saw that Bruce had gotten up, she nodded her head silently in approval and started walking, making sure to thrust her purchased items into Bruce's hands as she looked back to give him a look that told him him to carry her stuff for her while she shopped, with her expression holding an implied threat in it if he didn't comply. Considering how she had changed and become more Saiyan-like while on Planet Vegeta, she was often much quicker to hand out the threats than she was before. She guessed it was her Royal Blood enhancing her Saiyan attitude, making her more like her father than she had been before. "I have to thank Daddy for getting me to Planet Vegeta, really. He has a Technique called Instant Transmission that transported me from Earth to Planet Vegeta in no time at all. I was determined to catch up to him and my Brother in terms of strength, because I hadn't been training for most of my life. However, after being introduced to the Saiyan culture and enlisting in the Army, I am proud to say I am more like my Daddy than I have ever been" she said to Bruce with a smirk on her face in response to him saying he was jealous she got to go to their Home World. Bulla heard his explanation about how his father had allowed the people of the world he was raised on to name him, with the last name he got being the title he was given after he destroyed their population. Well, how interesting. It was actually rather amusing to hear that, and she was glad to see that this Saiyan, unlike that wretched Bastard Third Class Clown Kakarot, had not lost his memories of his Saiyan heritage and pride, something she was very appreciative about. She would have contemplated killing him if Bruce had been like Kakarot. "Hm, well, at least you retained your memories of your Saiyan heritage, as well as your pride. Unlike that family destroying son of a bitch, Kakarot. If you had been like him, I would have contemplated killing you where you stood. Be thankful the Saiyan Princess is merciful in that regard" she said to him as she turned to look back at him with a smirk on her face before turning back and started leading him to a nice shop that sold expensive outfits and such made out of the finest, highest quality silk. As she browsed around, sorting through the various outfits and such, examining them with close scrutiny, she listened to Bruce explain how he didn't need to understand how to be a True Saiyan, since he had learned all of that from his Father. He was learning under her older Brother Trunks so he could ascend to new heights of Power. Well, in that case, she could understand why. After all, while she is proud to say she takes much more after her Daddy in terms of attitude and personality than Trunks did, she wouldn't lie to herself and pretend that she was stronger than Trunks. She was well aware that both her older Brother and Daddy were MUCH stronger than her. "Hm, understandable. After all, my Brother is much stronger than I am, but only because of the fact that I never really trained for most of my life, while my Brother HAD been training for so long. I suppose if you couldn't get Daddy, the strongest in the Universe, getting Second Place to do so is a decent alternative" she said to Bruce with an appeasing nod of her head as she started picking out a couple of very good outfits. __________ Word Count: 611 Total Word Count: 1,641 |
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| Bruce | Nov 26 2014, 06:12 PM Post #7 |
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Bulla thrust her purchased items into Bruce's hands and gave him a look which told him to hold the bags or else. Bruce did not really mind, he was glad to have something to do with his hands as he walked with the Princess. He could tell that even for being raised on Earth she had adopted many aspects of the Saiyan culture.He wondered to himself whether she was raised to have her unique personality, or whether it was her recent trip to Planet Vegeta that had shown her the superiority of the Saiyan race. But he decided not to ask, thinking it would be rude to ask such a question of the Princess. Well that answered his question. Saiyans were a very forceful sort of people to begin with, anyone who could adopt their culture would certainly benefit from it. And learning that Prince Vegeta can teleport himself anywhere in the universe reminded him a lot of his first spar with Trunks. How he was able to dodge any attack he felt like and appear behind him. "That is good to hear, your majesty. Prince Vegeta was raised as true Saiyan royalty on Planet Vegeta, one can only benefit from emulating his example." he said, agreeing with the Princess's choice, even though he had never met her Father.And enlisting in the Saiyan Army when she reached Planet Vegeta and already have become a Saiyan Elite was downright mindblowing. "He sounds like a he has done you a lot of harm. I am thankful for your mercy and am truly glad I'm not like him." he said, wondering what this man did for Princess Bulla to call him a family destroying son of a bitch. Deciding not to ask, he found it best not to ask too many questions. "It is an honor to have the opportunity to train under Prince Trunks, to be honest with you. Second Place or not. Otherwise I would be stuck wandering this planet with no connection to my home with the Saiyan Outpost being destroyed. I could have been inside the Outpost at the time when King Vegeta found the traitors, if I were not training with Trunks. I am at least thankful for that." he said knowing that he surely would have died like the rest of the Saiyans there. Bruce shrugged, it wasn't his place to decide whether the King was right or wrong, he just knew there was nothing he could do about it. WC: 412 Edited by Bruce, Nov 26 2014, 06:26 PM.
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| TaoBulla | Nov 28 2014, 11:59 AM Post #8 |
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When she thrusted her items into Bruce's hands and told him to carry her stuff for her, he accepted without any issue, even before she had gave him a threatening look. It showed that he seemed to have enough respect for Saiyan Royalty to not object when she had him do something for her. That was good in her mind, and because he was being so obedient and cordial so far, she was enjoying her time talking with this Saiyan, even considering the fact that he was a Classless and hadn't even joined the Saiyan Army officially yet. That could always be rectified later when he went back to Vegeta one day, which he DID say he was planning to do. When Bruce had said that it was a good thing that Bulla had strove to emulate her Daddy's example, she allowed herself to smirk in appreciation. It was nice to hear that she was making the right decisions, even if she felt she didn't need the opinions of those she considered beneath her. He was right, of course, her Daddy WAS true Saiyan Royalty, and was raised on Planet Vegeta with being fed the knowledge of how to be true Royalty. Besides, it's not like there were any other people she could really emulate in terms of both sides of her family. "Indeed. Sadly, the other members of my Family, besides my Grandpa, anyway, aren't really worth emulating. Daddy is really just like Grandpa, and they are the two I strive to impress and be like. My Uncle Tarble was always said to be a disappoint, and then there's that Bastard Kale. This Kale claims to be Grandpa Vegeta's Bastard, but he has offered no proof. Then there's my older Brother. While I wish to emulate his and Daddy's strength, his attitude is, sadly, lacking" she said to him with a frown on her face as she went through the explanation about why was emulating her Daddy. When Bruce had said to her that it sounded like Kakarot had done a lot of harm to her, it caused her to narrow her eyes into an angry glare when that wretch came to her mind again. It well and truly pissed her off whenever Kakarot came to her mind. "My Human Mother and Daddy were supposed to be happy, married, and in love, at least, so it seemed. My Mother cheated on Daddy, and with Kakarot, of all people. Kakarot claimed to be Daddy's friend, yet he went and did this, being strife to my family, so yes, you would be quite accurate when you say that" she said to him with a frown on her face. When Bruce had said that it was an honor to train with her Brother, she knew that, at the very least, that that was true. Even though she thought of her Brother as inferior to her, she knew that he was still Royalty, so he deserved respect by the non-Royal Saiyans. She was glad to see that Bruce was, at the very least, sticking to the Saiyan teachings and such in regards to that. Plus, Bruce said that if it wasn't for the training, he'd be stuck on Earth with nothing to do, which was always something that was bad, at least if you were a true Saiyan. "Aye, that is very true when you say that you could have been inside the outpost and potentially killed with the other Saiyans were it not for my Brother, so the training DID help you in one instance. Do remember it was the Saiyan Royalty that had helped you keep your life in that instance, which means you owe my family a debt of sorts. I hope you keep that in mind" Bulla said to Bruce as she turned to look at him with an appraising smirk, before turning back to enter another store so she could look through the assorted jewelry they had for her to potentially buy for herself ________ Word Count: 661 Total Word Count: 2,302 |
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| Bruce | Nov 29 2014, 01:32 AM Post #9 |
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Bruce nodded as Bulla began to list and gossip about the members of her royal family. He felt that whatever Tarbles had done or been like to disappoint his father, the King of our race, must have been unforgivable. Since the King wasn't the most forgiving person to begin with, he suspected that Tarbles didn't have much of a chance of ever getting back into the King's good graces. On the other hand, Kale sounded like a nuisance. Claiming to be even a bastard of nobility should be punishable by death if you can not offer proof. "I'm surprised that this Kale character still lives. If being a member of the royal family was as easy as just saying you are royalty, then there would be no royal class at all. Everyone would say they are royalty and the idea of royalty would be pointless. As for Tarbles, whatever he is he is a fool. Being given the honor of being the son of a King should be enough for any man to never want to disappoint their father." Bruce said with a hint of disgust in his voice. Growing up in borderline poverty, Bruce still did his best to follow the guidelines his father had set for him. Loyalty to the crown, loyalty to the race. Hearing that Prince Tarbles had grown up with every amenity at his disposal and still, somehow, becoming a disappointment. Bruce saw the Princess's eyes narrow, and felt that he had somehow offended her with his mentioning of Kakarot again, until she explained that the low level saiyan had shared a bed with the wife of Prince Vegeta. Bruce's jaw literally dropped open from hearing this bit of information. What kind of woman would betray a Prince to be with a rat? Let alone the fact that this low level saiyan was allowed the privilege to be a friend of Prince Vegeta's only made the situation doubly worse. "How is this Kakarot still alive? It would be, and is, a insult to our heritage to allow such betrayal to not be dealt with. The slug must be hiding himself well to stay off of Prince Vegeta's radar, for this act calls for nothing less than a painful death." Bruce said with steel in his voice, he had not heard of such an angering event since the unwarranted death of his own father. The fact that this planet is still intact is a sign of Prince Vegeta's patience.. Bruce simmered himself down as Princess Bulla spoke about his situation involving the Saiyan Outpost, he didn't want to embarrass himself in front of her by getting making a scene in what it seemed was a enjoyable event to her. He agreed with her that he did owe her family a debt. He owed her brother his life, and the rest of his family nothing less. Bruce did not realize he had amassed such a debt until now. He wasn't very troubled by it though, for he figured it was the duty of every Saiyan to give up their lives for the royal family, whether it was for a good reason or not. "That will always be at the forefront of my mind so long as I remain around royalty. I owe Prince Trunks my life through his own generosity, and the rest of his family for his sake. Even though my duty as a saiyan calls for nothing less than that I should give my life for ANY member of the royal family, for whatever reason they deem necessary, for the royal family is right whether I believe otherwise or not.>" Bruce said, doing his utmost to word his reply right, so that he did not offend the Saiyan Princess. WC: 621 |
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| TaoBulla | Nov 30 2014, 12:17 PM Post #10 |
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Bulla nodded her head, completely agreeing with what he said about that Bastard Kale. Until he provided proof for his claims, as far as she was concerned, he was just an annoying gnat blowing a lot of hot air. If he wanted to claim he was a Royal Bastard, than he would need to provide proof of his claims. Until then, she would refuse to acknowledge him, and even if he WAS telling the truth, she still wouldn't respect him, because while he WAS Full-Blooded Saiyan, she was a LEGIT Heiress to the Throne, AND a Saiyan Elite on top of that. As far as she was concerned, she outranked him. "Oh yes, I agree personally with you on Kale being a nuisance. Supposedly, Kale had been given a chance when he went back to Planet Vegeta to provide proof of his claims, but before they could be either confirmed or denied, he suddenly went back to Earth, and hasn't come back to the Saiyan Homeworld yet. I don't know why that is, but my guess would have to be because he knows he's lying, and he realized that if he was proven wrong, he'd be put to death for spreading false rumors" Bulla said to Bruce with a sneer on her face. When Bruce had said that Tarble seemed like a fool, Bulla couldn't really be mean and agree. The only reason Tarble was a disappoint was because of the fact that, supposedly, he had some kind of deficiency that made fighting for him much harder than any other Saiyans, and on top of that, he wasn't as bloodthirsty or battle hungry as the typical Saiyan was. She could understand why he was a disappoint in the eyes of her Grandpa, but he wasn't someone that she would disrespect. After all, her Daddy liked him, and if he liked Uncle Tarble, than she had no issue with him. "Well, supposedly, from what I know, it wasn't Uncle Tarble's fault he was a disappointment. Supposedly, from what my Daddy told me, Uncle Tarble was born with some kind of deficiency that made it very difficult for him to fight very well, and that even if he had gotten a lot of power, fighting would come more difficult to him than it would any other Saiyan. On top of that, because he was raised off-planet, he hadn't quite developed the Saiyan bloodlust, what with Grandpa having shot him into Space when he was still very young to see if Uncle Tarble could prove himself worthy of his Royal Blood" she said to Bruce with a bit of a frown. When Bruce had commented on the Kakarot issue, wondering how the man was still alive, Bulla grit her teeth in irritation, knowing exactly why her Daddy hadn't just killed Kakarot yet. Kakarot, as much as she hated him, was very powerful, a person her Daddy had considered his only worthy rival, the only person powerful enough to match him. While Trunks was, admittedly, powerful, her Daddy was always his superior, but Kakarot was an entirely different kettle of fish in that regard. She knew her Daddy would find facing Kakarot more than a little difficult to best. "Kakarot has always been someone Daddy has seen as powerful, the only one he feels is anywhere close to powerful enough to best him. While I'm certain Daddy is the most powerful in the Universe, Kakarot is an extremely close second, and any battle between them would cause a lot of collateral damage. Daddy is most likely biding his time, waiting for the perfect moment to kill him, and I've recently stopped being lazy and gotten straight into extremely difficult training so I, too, could one day kill him if Daddy doesn't get him first" she explained to Bora with a frown on her face. Bruce had acknowledged that he owed her family a debt for making it so that he survived the destruction of the Saiyan Outpost, and she nodded her head in a pleased manner. While he felt grateful to Trunks, he realized that this debt extended beyond past just him, but also towards her as well. It was nice to see that, even though he associated with Trunks, his Saiyan side was still completely intact, at least, from what she could see, at the very least. If there WAS any damage to him, Bulla would probably be able to fix it and set him back on the proper path. "I'm glad to hear that you aren't going to claim that you only owe a debt to Trunks. I love my Brother dearly, truly I do, but believe me when I say that he's not good for you if you intend to be a True Saiyan. He would probably be a nice guy and wave off the debt you feel you owe, but if he were a true Saiyan, he would realize that Saiyans don't let go of a debt until they feel they've been repaid. He's, sadly, a little dim in regards to Saiyan attitude" she said to Bruce with a smirk on her face. When he had said that he would give his life for ANY members of the Royal Family, even if what the Royal were fighting made the Saiyan Royal Family in the wrong, because it was his duty as a Saiyan to do, and not question, the Saiyan Princess gave him a pleased expression, nodding her head in an impressed manner. It was obvious that Bruce was pressing the right buttons to impress Bulla, if her amicable replies and such were anything to go by. So far, it seemed she was most pleased he was in her presence. "Now I know for a fact that Trunks hasn't corrupted you. Since you've impressed me so far, I think I'll tell you a funny story involving Trunks and I that involves our Father, Prince Vegeta" she said to him with a smirk as she prepared to give him a speech. "Trunks was an unplanned accident formed between a passionate union from Daddy and Mom, who were not together at the time, making him a Bastard. Meanwhile, my parents were married when they had me, and while I was an accident as well, Daddy was happy when he heard about me. Trunks, despite his years, had gotten harsh treatment from Daddy, because Daddy had high expectations of him to emulate him. Trunks trained and trained and trained, and no matter how strong he got, Daddy was never quite satisfied. Meanwhile, I was Daddy's Little Princess, his special little snowflake, if you will. He never pushed me to train, instead, happily allowing me to just be a typical, weak, shopping-obsessed Human Teenage Girl. I was a weakling who didn't even have a Power Level over 10. I never trained, but Trunks did, and yet despite that, Daddy liked me more, often bending to my wishes and allowing me to do what I wanted whenever I asked. I was a spoiled, pampered little Princess that, for all intents and purposes, was considered a disgrace to the Saiyan Royal Family in regards to my lack of power, Saiyan Bloodlust, or desire to fight. Trunks and I were complete opposites, in that he had the respectable power, but the softness of a Human, while I had the weakness of a typical Human, but the attitude of my Father. For all intents and purposes, my Daddy should have favored Trunks because he was strong, yet that did not happen. Daddy favored me much more, a Saiyan who had no interest in fighting or training. Now, if my Daddy favored me, someone who he spoiled rotten into being a pampered, self-entitled Princess, who always babied me, bent to my wishes when I wanted something, and never trained, so much so I was as weak as the common Human, what does that tell you about my Brother Trunks?" she asked him with a smirk on her face as she finished off her story. _______ Word Count: 1,323 Total Word Count: 3,625 |
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