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

[Action]

[savedtheworld]

[He tries to do what he can to hold up the falling Saiyan, but he is quite heavy. Aang then tries to just pat Vageta reassuring only the shoulder.]

Calm down. No matter what it's like at home... while you're here, the wings're keeping you alive. You gotta live with them.

AANG. YOU ARE A CUTIE.

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta's just sitting there, brooding, knowing that Aang spoke the truth. Regardless, he shoulders off Aang's hand with a grunt, eyes narrowed, still fighting off the urge to vomit due to how many feathers he'd ripped out of his own wings in sheer fury.]

[Needless to say, he's speechless for a second, incapable of finding the words he wanted to respond. A sort of sullen silence.]

[Which results in a hand slamming into the ground, a turn and he's looking right at Aang.]

I won't be calm as long as I'm here. I might be outfitted with these deformities, but rest assured I'll make them pay for this.

[savedtheworld]

[Aang still stood at a cautious distance, still ready to try to help.]

But it's hard to even get to them, especially with their barrier! And violence is definitely not the answer.

[misterbrief]

That blasted barrier! [He'd already had a run in with it. As in he ran and went into it and it didn't budge and he ended up hurting himself.]

[So he tries to get up again, to no avail. Vegeta's just too weak to stand, as it seems. He groans as he falls back down, once again. His own fault though.]

Whatever magic they have set up here, it's quite strong. Tell me, do they have wizards here as well? [He's got to know. He is not dealing with another Babidi.]

[savedtheworld]

[Maybe it's better to let him lay down for the moment... but Aang will still try to help him again the next time he tries to rise.]

There's all kinds of people here! People who know magic, and I know bending! I don't know about the Malnosso, though. They seem more... science-y. But with science so smart it's like magic! Or maybe it is magic?

[misterbrief]

Don't be ridiculous. Science is nothing like magic, it works in completely different ways. [But bending? That's a new one.] What's bending anyhow? [He's still pretty grumpy about being so weak, but not so much that his interest wasn't piqued in the possibility of new powers.]

[savedtheworld]

I don't know, they both seem to be able to make really impossible things happen! And I'm still not sure if the journals are science or magic or both.

And bending... That's something that maybe just my world has. It's really cool! A bender can control one of the four elements. But I can use all four because I'm the Avatar!

[misterbrief]

Avatar?! What are you talking about? [Patience is wearing pretty thin, not with Aang, but with the entire situation. And this kid was confusing him by the second.] Ok, why don't you show me what bending is instead because I haven't a clue what you're talking about, baldy!

[Sorry Aang, he's just pretty fed up with the whole can't move because damaging wings makes you ill thing.]

[savedtheworld]

In my world, the Avatar's the person who can master all four elements and has gotta keep peace in the world! Plus I'm a spiritual bridge.

And I'll gladly show you some bending! I can start with an airbending trick that's really good. It took me a while to master.

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta is still completely lost on the matter. Adding in 'spiritual bridge' just made him even more confused, as displayed on his face at the current moment.] Where I come from, I am the protector of the planet. [He can relate somehow that way.]

Well, let's see it then. I haven't got all day. [Well, he does have all day, but you know. Grumpy.]

1/2

[savedtheworld]

Really? That's great! Nice to meet a fellow Avatar.

Now watch carefully...

[With a sly grin, Aang reaches into his robes to grab something, held between his hands. And he opens them to reveal...]

[savedtheworld]

[There are marbles spinning between his hands.]

1/3

[misterbrief]

[He's about to make some kind of retort to Aang calling him an Avatar, something along the line of "I am a warrior, not a 'insert ridiculous noun here' kind of statement, when the marbles comes out and-]

2/3

[misterbrief]

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3/3

[misterbrief]

You call that a trick? Did you hit your head as an infant? [This kid can't be serious.]

[savedtheworld]

How would I know? Babies don't have memory! And of course it's a trick, what else would you call it?

[misterbrief]

A waste of time. [He was actually expecting something far more impressive.] Can you actually do something of worth instead of a child's trick?

[savedtheworld]

You say that like it's a bad thing. [He says with a frown, but tries to perk back up.] But hey, I can show you other kinds of bending too!

[And then he does some Waterbending movements, lifting some of nearby melting snow above his head and whirling it around.]

[misterbrief]

And this is how you kept the peace? [He can't say that this wasn't new to him, he'd never witnessed someone being able to manipulate water before, but it seemed a little...

pathetic.]

Here, let me show you real power. [In which he makes his attempt to pick himself up off the ground, shaking as he struggled to do so, breath heavy.]

[savedtheworld]

It just helped!

[Aaand he goes over to try and help him again.]

You can show me your power later! Why don't you rest first?

[misterbrief]

[Vegeta growls at Aang, but doesn't ward the boy off; he's weak enough as it is and he knows he isn't going anywhere very quickly in the state he's in.]

Well I've got to get home in order to do that, don't I? [So unhappy. He's going to have to lean on Aang just to walk.]

[savedtheworld]

N-no. You can rest here. You have to get your strength back before you do anything else, right? Come on, I'll bring you to the clinic.

[misterbrief]

Arrgh! No, I don't nee- [And stumble. He leans heavily on Aang to keep from flying face first into the dirt.]

Ugh, where is the stupid clinic anyway. [Grump grump.]

[savedtheworld]

[Aang staggers a bit, but he's ultimately able to maintain the mass. And he begins to walk Vegeta across the plaza.]

It's not far. Just a little up the road up ahead. They'll help your wings feel all better.

[misterbrief]

Yeah, right.

[He's just making angry noises at this point, completely irritated at the thought of having to seek help. So Vegeta's trying to calm himself the best he can, though his face isn't reflecting much progress. Just a bunch of silent fuming and glances aimed up at Aang as he walks him across the square.]