1st Taunt | Voice/Action

[misterbrief]

[Action]

[His clothing had finally arrived, and Vegeta's streaking through the sky, a blue trail of energy in his wake. He finally reaches the shop in a huff, catching himself with a left foot and balancing with a right as he lands.]

[Inside, he's berating the poor person running the shop-]

You-! Are my belongings finally in stock in this pathetic little dump you call a store!?

[He soon after stomps out, clothing in hand, reaching the middle of the square. But he doesn't take off right away, still brooding over his arrival in Luceti.]

[In fact, throws his clothes down onto the ground in a rage and takes out the journal he'd woken up with a few days prior.]

[During his short voice entry, he searches his back and finds his wing, still yelling into the device, yanking on it with teeth gritted. He falls to his knees, face completely blue as the shining ocean itself and is desperately trying to hold back vomiting as a few feathers or so float down beside him.]

[He'll be there for a short while before he regains the strength to stand up and walk again, back to his apartment.]


[Voice]

Listen, I don't know exactly why I've found myself here, but I am tired of this ridiculous game. I demand I be returned back to West City before I decide that I'm going to get some therapy from blasting someone. And these ludicrous wings-! They can't be removed, huh? Well we'll see about that!

[A groan and the ruffle of feathers- followed by a cry out as he's reaching back and yanking on the wing on his left side. Over the audio there's a thud and the sound of a throat holding back what one could probably assume was his lunch.]

Argh! You can't...be serious...!

Comments

[Voice]

[rather_be_surfing]

From what I understand, you're just gonna regret it if you keep trying to take them off. From what I also understand, even though death isn't permanent here, it's a bitch to wake up from. And if you take the wings off, it will kill you.

...Just some advice from another new guy.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

[A growl meets Derek's voice, followed by a sharp bark from the irritated and slightly ill Saiyan Prince.]

I'll make them regret ever placing a finger on me. Darn them!

[Teeth are grinding once more and a balled up fist suddenly becomes good friends with the ground beneath him.]

I'm perfectly aware that it's supposed to kill me. But death isn't something I'm so unfamiliar with, nor afraid of.

[Voice]

[rather_be_surfing]

[Derek's shrug is all but audible.]

Hey, if you're cool with committing pointless suicide, go for it. Like I said, just giving some advice.

As for getting hold of them, if you figure it out, share with the class. Pretty sure you're not the only one who wants a piece of them.

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

I'm sure if I do there won't be much left for anyone to have a piece of!

[And there goes that stomach turn again- he hasn't quite recovered which results in a somewhat strained response over the comm.]

Thanks for the advice but I won't be needing it. And als-

[Voice gets cut off and there goes his lunch.]

[Voice]

[rather_be_surfing]

[Derek will wait quietly until the guy is done retching. He figures Vegeta probably isn't done yet, and it might as well be the hunter he rages at as anyone else once he gets his second wind. Derek has the time. And the patience.]

[Video]

[windandrain]

[Saori turns on her favorite sort of feed, a video, and peers into the camera.]

Sir, I would recommend you stop pulling on your wings. If you lose them, you will die. And from what I understand it's incredibly painful.

[Video]

[misterbrief]

[The feed snaps on and he's got a good view of quite a beautiful lady peering at him. But regardless, that doesn't stop his snappy tone and sharp scowl from appearing in her own feed.]

I'm a Saiyan! I can take a little pain. [But that nauseated feeling he's got right now says otherwise.] And the last thing I want right now is to look like a glorified insect.

[Video]

[windandrain]

I don't care what you are. Removing the wings can even kill gods.

[She returns his scowl with a carefully controlled, neutral expression. Vegeta, she's having none of your bullshit.]

We all make do with them. Cover them if they make you uncomfortable. Otherwise, you'll just be committing suicide.

[Video]

[misterbrief]

Tch. [But the video gives him away; he lurches forward slightly, a small movement in this throat. He's holding it back, trying his hardest not to throw up, face still a little blue.]

Not much of a god if they can be killed by simply removing a pair of wings. I've met tougher houseplants.

[But either way, she's right and he knows it, if that incredible ill feeling he had at the moment was any sign. So he stops grabbing at his wings, leaving the poor things be to avoid any more embarrassment.]

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang witnesses Vegeta's self-attack on his wings and runs over in concern.]

Stop it! Please!

[Action]

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta's head whips around at the sound of a young voice- which is met with a glare and bared teeth.]

Quiet you little runt! I won't be made a fool of!

[Which, if not just to make a point, he reaches back yet again and grabs a hold of the other wing, wrestling with it until he manages to rip yet a few more feathers off.]

[And that turns out to be a very bad idea.]

[Because the Prince does a great job of making a fool of himself, sitting there in complete nausea, looking like something had just punched him in the stomach so hard that he almost stops breathing for a moment.]

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang quickly runs over to try to support him.]

I'm not trying to fool you, I'm trying to help you! You're gonna die if you keep it up!

[Action]

[misterbrief]

[And there's no resistance to Aang's help, merely because Vegeta's completely stunned at the moment, doubled over and gasping to breathe.

Wheels start turning, clicking and clanking in his mind.

Probably should stop.]

...You-! [Boy, was that strained.] Let...go of me! [Teeth are gritted and a shock wave of pain ripples through his body.] It's going to take a lot more than that to kill me...!

[Which then results in a complete failed attempt at standing up, strength sapped completely as he flops back down on the ground, pride very hurt.]

[voice]

[not_a_troll]

Pull them out and you will die an unfortunate death.

[voice]

[misterbrief]

You say that like I should be scared. Well I've got news for you; I wont sit idly by and let some all powerful force dress me up and make me into a squawking duck-!

[He's 100% done with this already. But that temper is getting in the way of his logic, not that he cares at the current moment.]

[voice]

[not_a_troll]

You misinterpret my words, man of great tantrums.

It is a mere warning. Removing your wings would have the same ramification as tearing one's heart out, or similar gross acts.

[voice]

[misterbrief]

What did you just call me? [Loki's description fits him to a T.]

And if I wanted your input, I would have asked for it.

voice;

[universal_charm]

So, bit of advice, don't tug your wings, it hurts. Not sure how, but the Mollies managed to graft them on us, and that included integrating them into our nervous systems - which means pain feed back.

_{[He's sassy, sorry.]}

voice;

[misterbrief]

[It's ok. This one is sassy too. Only with a temper.]

Yeah I noticed. Thanks for the recap. [He's also noticing how sick he felt after he'd ripped the darn feather out of his wing. Sick enough to where he's still blue in the face.

But Vegeta does a little double take at Kirk's name for the Malnosso.] The what? What in the galaxy is a Mollie?

Re: voice;

[universal_charm]

Uh, it's what I call the Malnosso. Seems a better fit, doesn't it?

_{[He's childish at times and likes childish digs.]}

And you're welcome.

voice;

[misterbrief]

What are you, eight? [Kirk might enjoy that, but Vegeta's got no patience for that kind of thing.] Only children give silly little nicknames like that out.

[Voice]

[4starsavior]

[It wasn't difficult for Goku to figure out that Vegeta had recently arrived in Luceti - he wasn't exactly trying hard to hide his ki energy. As easy as it would be to teleport to where Vegeta is, he figures he'd wait until Vegeta got settled in first. At the very least, he figures it'd be a nice surprise for his fellow Saiyan! Or, more likely, another annoyance in a place that's already full of them.]

Hey, Vegeta! How're you liking the place so far? [...He's fairly straightforward when it comes to conversation.]

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta is currently preoccupied with not puking all over himself when an oh so familiar voice comes ringing out of his journal. At first there's anger-]

Kakarot, shutup! Can't you see I'm a little busy right now, I'm only trying not to lose everything I ate for lu-

[-and then confusion.]

Wha...you're here too? Kakarot where are you right now? And what happened to your voice?

[Voice]

[4starsavior]

Oh, I'm at Seventh Heaven - the food here's great! Not as good as Chi-Chi's, though. [He's just waiting on his order - it always takes a while to prepare, for obvious reasons. He boosts his ki a bit to let Vegeta know where it is, if he hadn't been there already.]

My voice? It's the same as always - I don't think anything's happened to it!

[Voice]

[misterbrief]

[He felt it now- in fact he could see the building he felt Goku's ki coming from, right across the way from where he was sitting.]

Is that all you can do is think with your stomach?! Kakarot, you stay there, I'll be right over.

[Goku sounds like his old self again, not the child version that he'd become due to the wish made on the Black Star Dragon Balls. So he attempts to get up, and there's a groan and a cry out from Vegeta's end of the comm. Problem is, in his shock he'd forgotten he tried to take one of his wings out, and is having a little bit of trouble actually standing at the moment.]