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~ Bulla Briefs ([info]saiyanprincess) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2009-10-26 07:14:00

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WHO: Bulla Briefs and Son Gohan
WHAT: Meeting up to discuss options and explore the city.
WHEN: Right after this.
WHERE: Starting at the Grand Library.
RATING: TBD (doubt it'll be too high)
STATUS: In Progress

The force of the wind blew Bulla's aquamarine colored hair back from her face as she made her way from the park where she'd been sitting to the library where she'd suggested she and Gohan meet. She briefly considered flying above the clouds to keep people's gawking to a minimum but decided she honestly didn't care what the locals thought of her. It wasn't her fault that they themselves couldn't fly and she certainly wasn't going to inconvenience herself just because of that fact.

So she simply flew, the wind rushing past and the city below her a veritable blur. She wasn't a fighter like her brother and father, but she was good at this much. She could keep up with just about any of her friends and family from back home when they were in the skies.

It took less than five minutes, tops, before the library was in view. It appeared almost majestic from this angle but Bulla still scowled at it as she began to lower herself to the ground. A handful of people glanced her way at her appearance from the sky but she ignored them. They were locals. Unimportant. Most definitely not worth her time, especially given how unhelpful they happened to be. So rather than engage any of them in conversation she instead crossed her arms over her chest in a subconscious mimicry of her father - the red gloves she almost always wore even more noticeable against the bare skin of her upper arms - and peered with a hint of a smirk up at the building in front of her.



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[info]beyondsuper
2009-10-26 12:04 pm UTC (link)
Gohan had to admit, the way she landed with that uncaring attitude and the way she glared at the bystanders that were staring at her, reminded him so much of Vegeta that he couldn't help but let loose a chuckle. The first thing that came to mind was to crack a joke that this was what Vegeta in Bulma's body would be like...

... But then again, he enjoyed all his limbs where they were.

It didn't take long before Gohan walked up to her, casting momentary glances at the casual bystanders that kept backing away from her. Yeah, it was definitely Vegeta's daughter. "Eheh, hey Bulla." He greeted, offering a sheepish smile and a wave.

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[info]saiyanprincess
2009-10-27 09:37 am UTC (link)
Wow. He definitely looked a little different than she was used to, Bulla decided as she met Gohan's gaze. Younger, at least. It was obvious that he was still Gohan, though. The grin alone helped confirm that fact.

"Hey yourself, Gohan," she replied with ease, her father's trademark smirk fading into a slightly softer smile. Yes, she was still more on edge that she'd like to admit, but having someone here from home helped. Even if that someone had never, technically, met her before.

Uncrossing her arms, she moved a bit closer to him. The bystanders had finally decided to go on with their own lives and began to disperse. Bulla continued to pointedly ignore them. She likely would have done so even if they hadn't opted to stop staring at her.

"So are we ready to get started?" she asked after a second's pause. Granted, so far the idea wasn't anything more than simply exploring just in case someone had overlooked something, but it was better than standing around just staring at each other.

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