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"Lead the way," he says in a mock excited tone. "I can't wait to speak with the spirit who had the audacity to take control of my body. Maybe this time I'll get to follow through with killing someone! Won't that be fun?"

"Well, you'll be killing vines, so that's a blessing."

She leads them out over towards the mountains, a small clearing in the foothills the destination. Setting down, she tosses out two meditation mats and sits.

"Just take a seat and concentrate and we'll get this over with."

The amount of not excited he is. It's over nine-thousand.

He sits down on the mat, grumbling still. Okay great. He's on a mat. In the woods. Doing nothing.

Concentrate on what.

This is stupid.

"I think I heard a piece of grass grow."

"Did you now?" she answers mildly. Vegeta, grow up.

Of course, he isn't entirely wrong. A vine pokes it's head out of the grass and seems to be looking out at them.

"Just...try and think of fire. Because I feel the spirit coming."

He glances over at the vine and zaps it with a finger beam. That's bad. That means it's coming.

"Great. Just what I need." He breathes out heavily in frustration, and closes his eyes. It's hard to meditate though when you know something is on its way and it's going to try to do something to you. He thinks of fire. Bonfires, burning cities like what he used to do, lighting the entire forest aflame because that sounds like a great idea right about now, anything that involves fire and probably destruction right alongside it.

But he's also impatient. How long is this going to take?

Luckily, that's sort of what Eferin was waiting on. The spirit's sense enters his general vicinity, and there's an unspoken question there. What do you want him to do? Do you want to stop the vine monster? Are you willing to let him do the work?

At first, he's surprised. He didn't think he'd get an answer, and he's never contacted a spirit before. His ears perk up, looking around, but then he realizes he's not going to see Eferin. Closing his eyes once more, he tries to communicate somehow. He doesn't know. She told him that they needed magical fire so he's here to ask about stupid magical fire. Apparently, he's the one that's got to do it since there's some kind of connection between himself and Eferin, which is might he remind the spirit, because he possessed his body at one time and he's still not happy about it.

But Vegeta does make it clear that he wants to kill the stupid vines. He wants them gone and if that means he has to shoot fireballs from his hands again, he will. Because blasting doesn't work. They just grow back.

Kill the vines you say? Punish the annoying nature spirits you say? Well, sign him right the hell up! You just tell him where to light the matches and he'll burn like the Springfield Tire Fire.

Ahem

He means that he'll help you, all you have to do is let him burn up a few piles of leaves too.

Eferin can burn down half of the planet for all Vegeta cares. Fine by him. How does this fire crap work, anyway.

Are you gunna give him magic or are you going to do it yourself, spirit?

You're gonna have to point, dude. He'll do the rest.

"Are you ready yet?"

"Yeah, yeah." He glares over to her. "He's going to help. I hope you're happy."

He stands back up, looking for any sign of those stupid vines. Hopefully they can get rid of them for good this time.

"I am," she shouts as she stands up and leaps into the air. She'd felt the vines coming, and here they are! "And you should be too, because this is going to be a mess!"

Dozens and dozens of them, all swarming at them carrying various heart shaped wreathes, garlands and other things.

"Just point," he growls. He doesn't like this, and wow. Heart shaped items. He just. He can't. He can't with these vines anymore.

So he does just what he's been told. He points right at the center of the swarm. And from his fingertips, a flame forms and shoots at the vines, catching them on fire. They writhe, not expecting this from Vegeta. The guy couldn't do this before, where did he get the magic?

"Just throw fire at it!"

She flips a hand out and draws out Kippinn's power, as...odd as it is to not use her own. wind joins the flames, fanning them and making them stronger as they wash over the vine-y vanguard!

"See, it's working."

The fire burns the vines, and the wind spreads it among their foes, and he scowls. Wow. He could of done that with his own power. But for some stupid reason it doesn't work. It really irritates him. Because of these vines he had to ask for some stupid magic.

"Yes, I can see that, thank you very much!"

In his anger, he starts flinging fire everywhere he sees something move. He doesn't care if it lights the whole forest on fire, he wants it gone.

"Good."

She uses the wind to sculpt the flames, keeping his anger checked by going after the vines first. They're the target, not the forest. gosh dude...

He's not stopping. Even the slightest movement is torched as Eferin lets him toss flames any which way he likes. He turns to her, angered that she's not letting him burn everything.

"Let's just get rid of it all! Then they'll have no where to grow from!"

"No, that's not what needs to happen. If we set the whole forest ablaze, then we'll end up with a new set of problems. Balance."

She forces more wind out, wrapping up the vines in fire and air...when a bellow echoes through the forest, and the trees seem to come alive with fury.

Vinedra's body is here...and it is pissed!

"Blast it woman, we don't have time for-" But he's cut off when the spirit that controls Vinedra shows up. He backs up a few feet, preparing himself to move.

"Great," he exclaims. His hand goes up and aims, letting a flurry of fire shoot from it just like he would fire his ki blasts, aiming for ones that seem to be hostile towards the two of them.

She helps his flames, wind surging around them, stoking the fire and punishing any vines that get too close. The trees rumble and roar, and an old birch flies right at them.

"Look out!"

It's a reflex, they can dodge it...but it's a freaking flying tree!

Barely dodging, the tree flies at them with incredible speed as it crashes into another tree, splintering and sending wood every which way. He floats up a little farther, taking a quick glance down at the wooden carnage below. But that's a mistake on his part, as another tree close to him is uprooted and tossed in his direction, swatting him from the air and sending him down into the dirt.

That sort of hurt, and he doesn't appreciate that one bit. Trying to pick himself up, he's left in a vulnerable position, unaware of what Vinedra is doing as his head spins from the hit.

The vines loom over his head, ready to spear his sensitive wings in a fit of vine-y rage...but Saori isn't going to let that happen. She blasts the area around him with wind, a concussive burst that shreds the plants and then grabs him up, yanking him skyward again.

"They're trying to kill us. Which means we need to end this as fast as we can."

He wrenches himself free from her grasp after they're clear of the vines. He doesn't want to be held like a helpless child.

"Alright. Go for the roots, right?" Even now, he's searching down into the writhing mass of vines and plantlife, poised and ready to kill them. "No more games, is it. Fine by me."

He points to a particular place near what appears to be the origin of the vines. "Is that it?"

She looks where he's pointing and nods.

"Yes, I think so. Let's end this pest together, dearest."

Her hands go over her head, calling up the power of wind, a gigantic swirling orb of conjured air. It grows and grows...waiting for him.

He's already on it. His hands are already out in front of him, gathering as much fire as the spirit would allow him, swirling in front of him. He's glad he still remembers how to use this magic, they might of been done for without it. He hates knowing that he needs this still.

But it doesn't matter for the moment, letting it form until he feels it's a necessary amount of force, letting the ball fly, incinerating vines shooting up at them to try to keep the duo from finishing it off. It hits the marked spot in an explosion of flame, fire shooting everywhere but being formed around the wind from Saori...

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