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

[universal_charm]

Yeah, more or less, and not with the best clothing. I was lucky my friends found me before I caught something, cause I'm pretty sure my immune system was shit right then.

[misterbrief]

[He's definitely heard enough at this point. That's put him in an awful mood, one that no one wants to deal with.

But he needed one last thing.]

I've got a lot to think about then during my stay here. And much to do, it seems. [He really doesn't sound happy at all over the journal.] Is that what you go by? Captain?

[universal_charm]

Nah, that's only on the ship and formal stuff - and Spock, but Spock's a grade-A stick in the mud.

_{[And his best friend, but Spock doesn't need to know that.]}

You can call me Kirk.

[misterbrief]

Well, Kirk- I believe I've rested long enough to get back to my living quarters. So, if you don't mind, I'll be doing just that. [There's a groan as he finally successfully stands up from his little fit of rage from trying to destroy one of his wings.]

And you can call me Vegeta. [He figured he might talk to Kirk again, so he might as well know his name.]

Now when should they meet next... /steppes fingers/

[universal_charm]

Vegeta, huh? Well, nice to meet you. And remember - pulling your wings? BAD.

Hmm...this is a good question >:D

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta will just growl in that 'yeah I know you don't need to remind me' kind of growl in response before he closes his journal and starts his slow and painful walk back to Community House 3.]