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[It's been a little over a week now since Vegeta's disappearance, and thankfully for him at the moment they've decided to simply dump him in the woods where no one can see him.

Or rather, her.]

[His eyes open finally. How long had he been here passed out? Either way, it didn't matter and he finally was out of the hands of those misbegotten scientists. It was really too bad he couldn't kill them whenever they took him, he wishes he could. His head is cloudy and he's awfully groggy still, searching for the journal next to him. Vegeta soon discovers that his hand...his whole arm wasn't that familiar mass of muscle belonging to his arm. It was still muscular but toned and...

...HOLY COSMOS...

Cue the shocked look as he looks down, feeling the recognition of a dress settled on his body rather than the pants he should be wearing hits him. He had breasts. What in the galaxy he had breasts.

What have they done!? He was a woman! Could the Malnosso honestly think of anything more humiliating than this!? How did they expect him to go home looking like a girl? He's never going to hear the end of it! Bulma and Bulla would never let him live it down until the end of time! Why him, honestly?]

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[Ok. He's female now. It's fine. Wait no it's not fine. It's not fine, no no no no no it's awful and it's horrible. This will not be permanent, but who knows how long this will last. One small problem though...how does he dress himself? He mulls over that in his head, it couldn't be that bad. The pants and shirt aren't hard, but...underwear? Bras? He's simply got no clue, he doesn't know what size he is anymore in the hips and he definitely doesn't know his bust. Perhaps he should ask his family.

No, that is a horrible idea, give them more fuel for the fire to make fun of him relentlessly. He can dress himself without their help. However his attempts at finding something that fits is a complete failure so far. And he can't wear his Saiyan armor, he wore it in the draft and many different people saw him in it. The last thing he wants is people to figure out who he is.

He could ask Luceti? They won't know the difference, will they? And he does not feel bad about deceiving anyone on the matter either. He cannot believe he is going this far, but to him it's better than having yet another thing on the plate to be made fun of at home. So he's going to choose voice for this one.]

Luceti, let me ask you this. In what way here have you found it easiest to shop for appropriate attire, including your undergarments? I know this may sound strange but where I am from we had a uniform and armor that we all wore as we were constantly in and out of battle at any given moment. [Yes, that sounded generic enough. Playing the military card, and it wasn't really that much of a lie either. But he will lie if he has to, for the love of the universe.] So as you can imagine this is quite new to me. [Except the whole part where it's not, only for the fact that he can't figure out how to put on a damn bra. Girls, help him!]

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Clothing Shop
[He'll be attempting to find himself something other than the New Feather dress he's got on, and he needs to try to find undergarments as well- have fun running into him there.]

Seventh Heaven/Around the Square
[He'll be heading over to the restaurant, since he's also starving, so after the dilemma of wearing the appropriate clothing is sorted out he's heading over there. He'll be in the plaza before he gets lunch to mull over how he's going to return home to his wife and child to face the music.]

Battle Dome
[No matter what gender he is he'll still train like usual that night in the dome, if you'd prefer to meet him there.]

House 29
[Mostly for Goku, Bulla and Bulma if they choose this spot to meet him, but if you know where he lives and want to drop by he'll be there as well.]

((OoC: Yeah, Vegeta's been turned into a girl. Karma's a bitch right? So responses will be coming from

doesntneedsaving!))

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[Hey! It's not her fault that your hair is funny looking! And here she will glare at him.]

What does have ta do wit my momma and papa?

[And here, she will prove what good parents she has by doing what just about every child does during that mental age. Lifts her skirt up enough to show!..... That she currently doesn't have any on. Not their fault that she keeps on taking it off.]

[Oh he just totally pulled a face and got very red at that. No Saori, don't tell him that, he hates it when other people say things about his supposed attractiveness! He knows he's cute enough for Bulma, and that's all he cares about! Female or not, UGH.]

Argh, spare me. The last thing I need is you telling me I'm cute too. [He slumps over on the table, angrily resting his cheek on his closed fist.]

"Your boss?" Oh, that's the girl he mentioned before. The captain of his ship. She was a captain at that young of an age? Impressive. He probably should be asking things about Quark, but he already learned about that and doesn't feel like having it reiterated to him. "Earthlings have their uses. So I'm not surprised to hear such a thing. Though I'm quite surprised that someone so young can be the head of something that sounds very large. Your Quark, that is."

He gets a little red, Cliff was quite the insightful one, wasn't he.

"Yes, I do. She rather enjoys shopping, something I never really had to worry about. She's an Earthling too, living an Earth life- but I am not and did not have a childhood as such." He doesn't mind telling him that much, since otherwise it wouldn't make sense why he was having so much trouble picking out women's clothes.

Wha...what are you doing!? [He sort of freaks out, and runs at her to shove her skirt back down. Man he didn't want to have to deal with this kind of crap again, wasn't it bad enough the first time around with Bulla?!]

That is not something you do in public! [His voice goes down to a small whisper so only Leanne can hear.] Especially since you have none on! Now come here and we'll get you some so you don't embarrass yourself anymore! [Kids.]

Clearly you did not play sports growing up.

_{[ He follows, shaking his head and rubbing his cheek. ]}

[This girl probably would get along well with Vegeta or Lunch.]

Touching isn't the only way men can be perverts, you know. They could very well try to trick you into wearing kinky underwear if you're really so inexperienced with picking out clothes outside of your uniform's range.

You don't even want to know what it was like growing up for me. [Nope, not feeling the slight bit bad about bitch slapping you Kirk. In fact it made him feel a little better, which is why he's smiling a little.]

I'm not that unfamiliar with women's undergarments. We just had everything issued to us was all, so I never had to get measurements. No need to waste the time.

If I have my guess right, it involved learning to righteously slap people. Seriously, did you have to hit my smooth cheek? Couldn't you have hit the one I usually get slapped on?

_{[ He pouted at her, huffing a little, though he was not at all sorry for copping a feel. ]}

[Leanne makes a startled sound at the sudden movements and both sets of fluffy wings poofs up and sheds quite a bit. No Vegeta, this is more karma heading back at you.]

But you said mean things about mommy and daddy. [Though....] Why can't I do that?

[Pause. That first comment leaves her quite unsure.]

I... Do hope you're not unfamiliar with women's undergarments given that you're a woman yourself. It would be weird if you weren't, don't you think? I mean, just because there was an uniform doesn't mean there weren't differences between male and female uniforms, right?

[Bulma sighs and shakes her head before smiling even if the other won't see it.]

Anyway, measurements are just a small help, more often than not clothes sizes differ between brands so your measurements just serve to set a general idea of what you may need. Which can also be done with just someone with experience looking at you to pick up the size, are you at the clothing store? I can go and help you, I've experience and good taste. I was able to dress up my teenager daughter right off the bat after meeting her for the first time!

"Don't knock it. She's smarter than most people I know, and she's not my Captain for nothing." There was a note of pride in his tone as he discussed it. If he had to follow anyone, she was one of the few that would have his undying loyalty.

"You sound pretty proud of her. Your girl." He smiled, feeling like causing a little mischeif. "I never pegged you for one to have a family. Guess ya learn something every day."

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Remove righteously and add in ruthlessly slaughter and you'll be pretty close. And stop whining! Honestly, what did you expect from putting your grubby hands on me? I could have punched you hard enough to send you flying through one of the shops over there! I'm surprised you're not in a full body cast if that's what you normally do to women!

Let's face it, dude, you are not a lady. I mean, you look it and all, and that skirt works on you, but we both know you aren't a lady. Ladies don't threaten to punch people through walls and put them in full body casts unless they're MMA fighters.

Well, mommy and daddy didn't have enough sense to teach you not to expose yourself. You can't do that because it's not very becoming of a lady, now is it? Now don't do that again. [Why him, he's already a woman, and now he has to deal with a child? What is seriously wrong with this world?]

[He'll lead her over to the children's section. Ok, he knows how to do this part at least.] Now here, take this to the bathroom and slide it on under your skirt. [He hands her a pair of kiddie panties.]

[Yeah, he's not unfamiliar because it's your underwear he's taken off before. He kind of laughs in his own head about that. And the part about not having to get measured or figure out his size? Well that's not really all that true, that might of been true of lower class warriors but he never had to deal with that. He feels sort of bad for lying to her about it, even if it wasn't all that far fetched.]

There were no differences between male and female uniforms. There were stylistic differences but that was on preference of the warrior. And it was one size fits all. [Sigh, she already knew all that though. Even though she might not realize it.]

[Well, he had to see her sometime right? He's already in a pickle as is and he seriously needs some sort of help. Swallow that pride buddy, because now's the time to fess up. Well, soon at least.]

...I am still here. [He sighs. This really sucks.] I'll wait outside for you.

He feels a little uncomfortable at Cliff's words, but he's right, he's very proud of his daughter. That sort of hits close to home? Not being one to have a family? For a long time he didn't think so either, really. That was something new he got to learn himself sort of late in his life. But he doesn't really dwell on that either. He's never been one to dwell on the past too terribly much. So instead he gets offended, his defense mechanism.

"And what is that supposed to mean? Why wouldn't I have one? I've got a son too, for your information." He harrumphs, crossing his arms and setting himself back on his heels in defiance.

What is an MMA fighter? [Seriously, he doesn't even know. He doesn't watch TV much, and he didn't even know people like that have a certain name. He usually just hits them hard enough to send them crashing through things at the World Martial Arts Tournament. And then they forfeit against him.]

And will you quit looking at my behind? I don't need your approval of my outfit, got it!?

"Ya really do have a terrible poker face. I bet ya another 10 fol that I could beat you any day of the week."

He was dropping more hints for the person that he knew was much smarter than the prideful bravado would lead a stranger to believe. It was only fortunate that Cliff was much the same way.

"So, you have a son too? Never would'a guessed that a week ago." He laughed. "It's funny, the little things you learn. At least they're not bothered by your hair, right?"

Well, be glad you got it.

And MMA is Mixed Martial Arts - real, unlike wrestling, and tougher than boxing. It really took off in the 21st century and stuck around after that.

They did. [She just chooses not to listen to that part as often as she should. It's more fun to be free! It's her uncle figure that she fears the most from. That old Crow could seriously sense mischief.

She really shouldn't go anywhere with a Beorc but.... There isn't any other Laguz around and would she get into more trouble for being all by herself.... She will just nod her head slowly and look down towards the ground.

She blinks at the kiddie panties and goes to sniff at the them before looking around for the bathroom....] Don't wanna.

Oh no, he got it. Now he gets it after calling out his supposed poker face. But how did Cliff figure it out? Ok fine, he can play this game. Could be fun. "You wouldn't hurt a lady now would you? Besides, currency doesn't mean anything here from what I understand." And he smirks back at Cliff. He knows he could disintegrate Cliff right now if he wanted to, though he definitely will not be doing anything of the sort.

"So, you think you've met me already? Come now, I've never seen you in my life. And yes, I've got a mate as well, does that also surprise you?" He tousles his own hair, because quite frankly now he's got a lot more than he did previously. "I don't think so, they've never said anything to me about it." Not the way it was now, at least. A white lie. "So why don't you excuse me for a moment so I can see if this outfit you've found for me fits." And he'll head into the dressing room. Stick around if you want, he'll be out in a second.

Cliff leaned back against the wall while he waited for the 'woman' to change, fully intent on seeing this through after getting the game out into the open. He chuckled at the suddenly girlish display-- this, clearly, was going to be a blast.

"I dunno 'bout that. One of the scariest people I know is a woman who's thinner than you. She's got a kick that can bust concrete, but you'd never guess that from looking at her. She's beautiful too, but that don't mean she plays nice."

He pulled back into the racks to find underwear for her, figuring that the Malnosso weren't necessarily kind to the ladies either. It took a moment to find one, and he tossed it over the door to the woman inside.

It's a pack of pale pink thongs. Have fun.

[Whatever. He isn't going to accept any compliments from this horndog.] Tougher than boxing? Sounds horribly boring. There are barely any humans that can fly, how can it possibly be hard when you're taking out the vertical aspect of battle?

I'm sorry most humans aren't magic flying monkeys like you.

_{[ His waved his hands in the air and rolled his eyes. ]}

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/RUNS INTO YOUR ARMS! <333

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/LOVINGLY CATCHES YOU

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/SO LOVINGLY HUGS! and LOL Daddy-mode in Vegeta activate? XD

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Ahahaha I think so!

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lolololololol He is so hating life right now.

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