5th Taunt | Voice/Action

[misterbrief]

[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?]

Voice

[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!]

Action

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!))

Comments

[weaponry]

Relax! It's something you can do with chakra, see? Watch! [ Tenten activates the transformation again only to turn into ... an antelope! What a cutie! ] See? [ The transformation poofs off and she returns to normal. ] I can transform into a guy version of you, if you really wanted verification. [ She's totally not taking him seriously right now. ]

[doesntneedsaving]

[Paint him surprised. He's never seen anything like this ever.]

So you're telling me that you can transform into anything simply by placing your hands in a certain position in a particular order? [He'd call it nonsense but he sort of just...witnessed it.

What's with all the brain breakers in this village gosh]

[weaponry]

Pretty much! It's how I used to kill people before I was skilled with weapons. I'd jump right above them as my teammates distracted them and turned into a really heavy object. However, that didn't work one day... [ Her voice trails off, looking a bit distraught before continuing. ] So I went with guaranteed killers after that.

[doesntneedsaving]

[That's...kind of weird. He sort of feels as if he should leave that one alone. There are people dumb enough to get killed by that tactic? He guesses if they were stupid enough then they probably deserved to die then...]

Where are all these weapons you use anyway? [He's asking a bad question, isn't he?]

[weaponry]

[ Yep. A lot of people have died to the good ol' iron anvil. ]

Hmm... well, they're at my sides, and on my back of course! [ But the only things she has there are giant rolls of paper with strange markings on them. ] I keep them in scrolls when I'm not fighting so I can store more. Not to mention, unsummoning them will cause a flurry of them to swarm the opponent at once! A sure kill! [ If you're fodder. ]

[doesntneedsaving]

[He raises his eyebrow.] ....Right. [Scrolls. Yeah. Ok Tenten. You're crazy. He can believe Chakra but not that.] I'm beginning to have a little more faith in you dropping yourself from the sky than summoning weapons out of scrolls. Unless you need to wave your fingers like that again.

[He is currently trying to decide how humiliating it is to perform these hand signals. It's still not as bad as the fusion dance.]

[weaponry]

Then you might wanna stand back. [ She gives part of her scroll a little slack. She then does a brief nod before a fairly contained puff of smoke explodes from the scroll. A sword then rises up and Tenten catches it in her hands. ] Ta-da! There. See? From the scroll.

[doesntneedsaving]

[Tenten stop breaking his brain. You are officially a sorceress now.]

How bizarre. Let me see that. [He wants to try. This might end badly for him. Maybe.]

[weaponry]

Fine, fine. [ She tosses the scroll to Vegeta, but she's pretty sure if he's going to activate it, he won't be successful. ] I have about fifty nine of them here, anyways.

[doesntneedsaving]

[He takes the scroll looking very determined that he'd get a weapon to come out of it. He does exactly what she'd just performed, giving it some slack and narrowing his eyes at it. But, nothing happens. His mouth turns up and he gives it a flick, but nothing again.

Well this is sort of embarrassing.

He won't give up though, he gives it a little more slack and flicks it, stares it down, until-]

How does this blasted thing work anyway? Is it magic?

[weaponry]

It works through chakra, something all living people have in their cells. How I use it is by shaping and manipulating my chakra to allow me to seal, and then unlock the seal and pull a weapon from the scroll.

It won't work for you because you've never used chakra before. You can't even manage the simpler chakra tasks like speeding up your body or walking on water.

[doesntneedsaving]

Hmf. [He hands it back to her. He doesn't need weapons anyway, his fists work just fine. Totally not butthurt at not being able to get a weapon out. Nope. Not at all.]

Walking on water. Right. [He doesn't believe that! Besides, who needs that when you can fly...?] I could master that in a matter of days if I wanted. Sounds simple enough. Making silly signs with your hands doesn't look all that hard to me.

[weaponry]

It's not just making weird handshapes that help this out. It has to do with spiritual peace and focus inside yourself. The ability to channel and form inner life energy so you can unlock and pull a weapon out. If you haven't mastered the basics, like gathering and molding chakra at your feet to go faster, you aren't going to be able to do any type of ninjutsu with it.

[doesntneedsaving]

[Focus? He's got plenty of that! The inner peace thing has gotten better over the years, at least...right? He's really looking kind of red because he couldn't already perform chakra. Everything has come easy to him since a young age with things like that and since he can't do it? Definitely a little ashamed. He is the Prince of all Saiyans after all!]

I can already do those things. I am just unable to shapeshift. [Or get a weapon.] But either way I'm not going to be doing much of anything in this wretched dress.

[weaponry]

[ Tenten notices his anger and decides to play it gentle with him. Or as gentle as possible. ]

Well, these things take time. Normally, you have to take about three years to produce a clone or transform, but sometimes things in Luceti are sped up, mostly because one on one attention always makes a person learn quicker. Just get some clothes and we can try again later.

[doesntneedsaving]

[He is determined to do this. That is, if Tenten is willing to deal with an impatient Saiyan. He'll show her he can do anything. But he will follow her, he really doesn't like this dress anymore than any other unfortunate being who's had to wear it.]

Fine. [He gives a short frustrated sigh.] Lead the way.

[weaponry]

[ Tenten leads herself to her closet. She opens up the closet to display a brilliant display of war clothes. Sweatpants, armored pants, even formal, glittery, red silk pants all seemed tailored to adapt to breezes and slight changes. She has several shirts, from the standard war tank and vest, to the more obscure long shirts to hide weapons in. ]

Take your pick. I expect them to be returned and washed when you're done wearing them. [ she takes her cleanliness very seriously. ]

[doesntneedsaving]

[Wow. He's sort of surprised at the abundance of battle-wear Tenten had. Though he really shouldn't, he says to himself, she is female and that's all that Bulla does- collect clothes.] If I didn't know any better I'd say you were preparing for an extended stay on the battlefield.

[He'll take out a simple gi if she's got one in there and sweatpants to match. He also takes cleanliness seriously, his place is spotless.]

This will do for now. I'm not a disgusting slob like some I know so you'll get them back washed.

[weaponry]

Most of my clothes are battle ready! You never know when you're going to attack! [ She does have a gi and matching sweat pants. ] I have clothes for my days off, but I only have a couple. My battle outfits are very comfortable.

And yeah, I know a couple of slobs too so make sure you do your best to live up to your reputation, you know?

[doesntneedsaving]

Of course I will! The Prince of Saiyans doesn't sit around in filth. [But seriously, he is very happy that he's got some regular clothing now that isn't awful. And it looks like it'll fit him nicely, excellent training gear.

He sighs, feeling like this whole shift is just a nightmare.]

Thanks.

[weaponry]

Good! If the Prince of Saiyans sat around in filth, I'd be worried that you were the Prince of Otogakure instead! [ ...yep that was an orochimaru joke. #shameless. ]

[doesntneedsaving]

Otoak...Otac...[He trails off with a confused look on his face, because well, he's just going to leave that one alone. He's starting to think Tenten's a little strange. But well, he knows a lot of strange people back at home.]

I assure you I'm far greater than whatever that would be. I'll be on my way, and these will be back to you when my body returns to normal. [He starts heading for the door. Probably about that time to break it to the family. Ugh.]

[weaponry]

All right. Good luck. Let me know if you need more clothes. [ She'll see him out, and, once he's totally out of the way, giggle her ass off at his predicament. ]