GambolMuse

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

So just 'cuz Tora's going to be kind of a punk here xD I don't know what to do here. I figure one of two things.

1) You play the guy and he gets pissed, and we have some early fun. Or...

2) I play him, they get into it and the teacher breaks it up, or comes out before anything happens.

I just want to have him known as kind of a little turd is all xD

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

Tora was earnestly lost as what to do for the remainder of the day. He had to keep up appearances for the time being, even now that he knew who Jocelyn was. That meant attending every class as though he had some interest in them, and participating as a student would. He'd do it, albeit as minimally as possible. In his short time on campus he was liable to no doubt leave a mark on it, thanks in part to his snippy attitude. After lunch ended his next class was computer sciences, an elective. There was absolutely no use in this course, of that he was certain upon entering. The actual lecture as it turned out would be on basic coding for a website, and each student was required to put one together before the class was dismissed. For some strange reason Tora just couldn't the motivation to do such a thing. After throwing together the sloppiest excuse for a site he could in just under fifteen minutes he began to browse the internet. There was something that warranted his attention, certainly more than this bothersome class. With knowledge of Jocelyn's supposedly rocky past he had to find some evidence of it, something to support the story. What he had been told just didn't sit well with him, it seemed off. The woman that had been taking care of her had been picked not by random, but because she seemed like a good candidate. The chances of Jocelyn being left in the care of a homicidal guardian were slim to none, which begged the question of what really happened. Did the woman just snap and try to kill her, or was there more to it?

Unfortunately by the time the bell finally sounded off Tora's search had been unsuccessful. Without knowing where she had lived before it was impossible to pinpoint any news articles on the subject. A broad, more generalized search had produced plenty of results, but as many as he had checked not a single one had proven fruitful. There had been numerous accounts of that kind of thing happening, and just to be safe he went through articles as far back as 20 years. Either this database simply didn't have it or there was no report, which seemed terribly unlikely. In all the investigation had been an utter waste, and a rather frustrated Tora sulked out of the room. That scenario was still bothering him, he had to find out exactly what had gone on. Somehow he figured asking Jocelyn directly was a no go, and her brother most likely wouldn't want to recount it. She lived with her aunt now, maybe that woman would be his best bet then. To get close enough to her to ask was going to be an issue in of itself. Not only that, but earning the right to hear such a story was another matter entirely. Damn it all, this was a bigger headache than it had to be. For once he really wouldn't mind having a sheet in front of him with the word 'Answers' in bold print, it'd make his life a hell of a lot easier. When he got home later he'd keep reading up on it. If someone happened to know where she had lived when it happened he could narrow his search significantly and go from there. Maybe he'd ask someone before leaving today, and then his work would be loads easier. As of now though Tora couldn't bother with that, he had another class to see to.

Now gym was his sort of class. Nothing but physical activity, and a chance to perhaps show some other students up. There weren't a ton of people he was personally familiar with yet, but he had already placed most of the kids into their little cliques. Instantly his least favorite of said groups had become the jocks, namely the boys. They were arrogant, snooty, rude and self-centered. Sure he might be an ass from time to time, but Tora didn't consider himself to be selfish or even arrogant. Confident sure, not arrogant. To him they were just a bunch of muscled brats that needed a good spanking to get their ass in line, and he was just courteous enough to help them with that. It all would depend on what they were actually doing during gym too, since it'd be awfully hard to hit anyone if they were playing, say, soccer. He'd find out soon enough, but first he had to change. The school had been nice enough to let him know about getting some athletic clothes beforehand, so he'd taken the liberty of stuffing them in his bag. Once inside the locker room he casually undressed to his boxers, nearly laughing at how awkward some of the other boys were laughing. Homophobes, or just really insecure? Hard to tell, but when he saw one jock slap his friend's backside he almost pegged them as more than just friends. Whereas everyone else had uniforms he only had some self-bought clothes. Presumably he'd get a set before the year was over, provided he was around then and if he bothered to stay in class that long. Instead of the standard uniform then he first slipped on a simple pair of black running shorts, a blue and white stripe running down the side of each leg. Fastening the ties around his waist he then put a sleeveless gray shirt over his head, instantly frowning once it was on. It was a little tight, grabbing him despite being made of relatively loose fabric. Well, it showed off his physique, so maybe he could mess with some girls too. If he could get a girl looking and piss off one of the guys then all the better.

Out into the field with the class everyone began to loosely gather together. The P.E. teacher was still inside, so everyone had a moment to mingle and laugh it up, or act like idiots. Tora watched as kids quickly grouped together with friends, instantly ignoring the others that were around them. The way that this school worked was so damned stupid, it annoyed him so much. They were all classmates, did they really have to do this 'social order' bullshit? Then again these classes were just a tad different than his own, and by no means as important as his were. Since they were likely never going to do anything with their lives he supposed they could afford to be about cohesive as a town drunk after his sixth beer. Ah well, sort of a shame really. It did beg the question though as to where precisely would he fit in? He had the build of a jock, but the knowledge of sports comparable to someone in the chess club. Not to mention his glasses, which for some indescribable reason had earned him the pet-name of 'geek' several times already that day. It had been tempting to show those kids precisely what this 'geek' could do, but the school code expressly forbid shoving your food up their rear end, or probably something close enough to that. Tora just smiled and shrugged it off, not really getting upset over it anyways. He knew full well that he'd have them apologizing in seconds if he could have it his way, and that was sweet enough.

While waiting for the teacher to come out he casually looked about the class, hoping to stir up some trouble. Did he go and just pick a fight, or sort of instigate one in a more passive and fun manner? Tora opted for the latter, it was time to get creative. If there was one thing that would definitely tick off these muscle bound bozos it was having someone looking at their girl. And so he went about sending glances in each pretty girl's direction, hoping eventually one of them would return his gaze. Eventually he found one that did, a brunette who was really just average at best. She clung to one of the 'popular' guys like a fly on crap though, albeit her grip seemed to lessen slightly when their eyes met. Smiling suavely at her he gave a little wink, blowing her a kiss before beginning to casually stretch. She took a glance at her boyfriend before looking back at him, giving him a small wave and a smile in turn. Someone in the group must have said something just then, because the boy she was with looked back at him, and after a few exchanged words he didn't look happy at all. Oops.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Goku...? Really?" Takeshi whispered back, smiling faintly amused before giving a shake of his head. "No way, they've got to be closer in strength now. I bet Vegeta could beat him if he wanted to." Teasingly the older boy prodded his sibling's forehead with his index finger, cocking an eyebrow as he did so. "Want to bet on it? Then if they fight whoever loses has to... Get food for the other person for a whole week when we get back home. Deal?"

Vegeta was fully aware of what Viral had done to his family. It wasn't as though he was completely out of the swing of things, they were able to check up on Earth after all. That and the fact this happened some 15 years ago gave him more than enough opportunity to learn about it, so it wasn't as though it was recent events. The Beastman seemed properly depressed over having done it too, and the Saiyan couldn't fathom why. It was so long ago, it wasn't like moping about it now would fix anything. Plus by the looks of things it wasn't like Vegeta Jr hated the man, they looked to be getting on just fine. So if there were no issues then why was he making a fuss out of it? He was rather tempted to say something along those lines until Goku made his appearance, instantly saying something that bothered the Prince of Saiyans.

"Again, neither of us made this..." Vegeta remarked testily, pointing to T'charrl as he spoke. "He did. And your family is all up here, unless there is more back on Earth and we just don't know. Jeez Kakarot, how do you not know if you've got any relatives or not? Just how dim are you?" Rolling his eyes he looked back to Viral, being drawn to the Beastman. He supposed that if he couldn't do anything for the other children then he could at least do something with that. It was in a way his problem, it was his family effected after all. Figuring that the other fighters had already tried getting him to quit pouting he wouldn't even waste his breath. No, Vegeta had a better idea than that. Giving a dismissive look to Goku he turned away from them and without word flew off screen, racing away from the planet at a quick speed. He knew what might fix things, provided he could find it.

"Oh... Wait, you want us to do what?!" King Kai asked, astonished. Blinking he let out a lengthy sigh, grabbing a cloth out from his robe and giving his glasses a habitual cleaning. "That's a tall order, and hard to do if you're not certain who we're looking for..."

"Goku?" he continued, looking over his shoulder and up at the man in question. "They want you to find their parents apparently. The parents of those three boys anyways, and they're supposed to be somewhere on Kortal. The Kaesstrian doesn't know who they are though, so that's a slight problem. Though I think I might have a solution..." King Kai looked first to Kai, then gradually shifted to Choi and finally Kabocha. His antennae twitched as he focused on each one, his mouth drawing a hard line in the process before finally pulling up into a smile. "Ah... Yes, that'll work! If you can get a feeling for their energies then search for similar ones you should find them. I'd go myself of course, but I'm rather busy here on my world, you see. Tending gardens, cleaning my home, washing Bubbles... Busywork, I can't go away from it, nope!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"And just how have you disgraced us? I don't know what you're even going on about..." Vegeta grumbled, sighing as he folded his arms once again. "We've only just met, so there's nothing you have to make up for. And as far as I can tell that boy seems to be perfectly fine too. The only one that seems to be suffering at all is you." Something about that made a few of the young fighters cringe, only further confusing him. Seriously, he had no clue who this man was apologizing to him, or what he was talking about. Frankly it was a little annoying, he didn't know what in the world was being said to him and it made him feel rather out of the loop.

"Viral... Uh... That's him," Vegeta Jr began, gesturing to the Beastman. "He feels like he's failed himself and us. He's been having a tough time of it lately and we're trying to convince him he shouldn't feel like that, but yeah... Not a ton of luck yet."

"How have you failed them then? You're alive, they're alive, you all seem to be fine to me. I don't see how you've messed anything up." Vegeta wasn't going to waste time playing nice and trying to sympathize with Viral, it wasn't his problem really. Plus whatever this so called shame he'd brought upon them was it didn't seem to be anything substantial. "If you failed at something then so what? You're going to fail in life, a lot. You're alive, you're able to fight, and you've got comrades around you to fight with. There's nothing to mope about."

There was a lapse in conversation as a familiar voice soon chimed in on the conversation. Vegeta and King Kai respectively looked off to their right, the former frowning and closing his eyes in irritation as Goku stood behind him and leaned over to glance into the mirror that they had. At his question the Saiyan's eyebrow twitched irritably, lifting his upper lip before exhaling and glancing over his shoulder.

"Yes Kakarot... I did this. In all the years you've known me I have never done this before until now, you got me," Vegeta answered sarcastically, putting a hand on his forehead. "No I didn't do it, it was this... Him..." he continued, gesturing to T'charrl on the screen. "And they want to talk to you about something, they need your help. Think you can stop clowning around long enough to do that?"

Takeshi meanwhile was having what might be referred to as a little "fanboy" moment. Here before him was not one but two of the greatest warriors anyone had ever known. Two Saiyans that had exceeded all expectations of what their race could achieve and had saved the world, and the universe, on countless occasions. Cool didn't even begin to do this moment justice. Both Goku and Vegeta, here in front of them. The only thing that would outdo this was seeing their children too, definitely Gohan. Oh wow, this was just something else. Without realizing it he had a wide smile on his face, wiping it off immediately when Vegeta looked over at him, giving him a funny look in turn. If he could just try training with them once he could die a happy man. Of course... He probably had to die anyways just to do that, so kind of a moot point. Unable to suppress his excitement for long he looked over to Shu, grabbing his brother by the shirt and pulling him close to whisper to him.

"Who do you think would win, Goku or Vegeta?" Takeshi asked, nearly bouncing with excitement. "Can you imagine that fight? It'd be huge! Oh just imagine the things we could learn from them...!"

Vegeta Jr watched the two brothers with a bit of an exasperated glance. Takeshi was having a little episode for some reason, dragging his poor little sibling into it. Chances were they were off in their own little place right now, so they weren't going to be of much help. Slightly amused he shook his head, looking up to T'charrl and nodding towards the mirror.

"That would be Goku, the one in orange. He's the one that can help out, so ask him. Uh..." There was a slight problem though, he just realized; language barriers. "Except I don't know if you can understand one another... Crap..."

"I can help with that!" King Kai smiled proudly as he spoke up, pushing himself more into view of the screen past the Saiyans behind him. "I know their language after all, so he can tell me and I'll relay it to Goku, plain and simple!"

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

Tora shook his head at Tony's offer, giving him a 'No thank you' look before grinning amused. He had never really been one for relationships before, usually too busy or not caring enough to find a partner. Add on to that the fact that Jocelyn was quite literally a princess and there was just no way the two of them could work. They were basically of different social classes, not that either of these two knew that. He was really a glorified soldier and she was royalty, those didn't mix at all. In the event that he was successful, as he hoped he would be, there would be little time for a relationship to develop anyways as they would need to hurry back home. Once home there was even less of a chance of their being anything too. At most he might be assigned to her as her bodyguard, but that would be the extent of their partnership. If they were ever to become romantically involved and be found out he'd be stripped of his post and most likely his title, and she would be taken away from him in a heartbeat. Nope, not worth the trouble. This was all not even counting the fact that she was really kind of a sucky person. Sure, she was fun to argue with, but as for dating her? Nope, a thousand times nope.

Turning his attention then onto Jocelyn he did his utmost to let her rant. It was funny to watch this little girl fume at him, and he wondered if she might lash out at him. For a second there it looked like she was seriously contemplating it, priming to smack him with her food tray or something. For everyone's benefit she calmed herself enough not to do that, still giving him a few choice words in place of a smack. She was right about nearly everything there, save for being her keeper. Now that he was aware of who she was he most certainly would be keeping an eye on her, he had to. Sooner or later too he'd need to confront her about everything as well, fill her in about the life she was supposed to be leading as opposed to this. If she hated him now then just wait until he uprooted her entire existence. Her life was literally about to be flipped upside down and the poor girl had no idea. Tora almost felt sorry for her then, not that he could empathize with her. He'd always been the same person, always lived the same kind of life. He knew who he was, and there was no question about it. This life of hers though, the one Jocelyn had been brought up in, it was all a facade. Man, her life was going to get really lousy soon.

In spite of his efforts to keep her there for the duration of lunch Jocelyn was on her way out, not even bothering to glance back as she stalked out of the room. Well crap, should he go chase her down? If it were any other place maybe he would, but this was school. A bunch of teenagers, nothing that would require his assistance. At worst she might be approached by some bozo with an over-active libido looking for a quickie, and he was sure she could handle that on her own. Nah, he'd let her go sulk, it was a waste of breath to try getting her to settle down anyways. If nothing else he'd see her again tomorrow for Chemistry, if not before then. Maybe he should have checked her schedule again, or thought to bother to remember it. Then he'd know for certain where she was going next.

"She likes me...? Not quite what I was going for with all of that." It couldn't be like like, and it was hard to believe she didn't hate him by now. This kid seemed to think she didn't loathe him though, which made Tora confused. The other kid had more to say by the sounds of it, and he almost couldn't believe what he was hearing. So allegedly her mother had tried to kill her? He must be referring to her adoptive mother then, though as far as they knew that was her biological one. Still, that bit of information had been kept from him, he was completely unaware of that. Suddenly her attitude seemed a bit justified, though he didn't intend to take mercy on her for that. Frankly it was probably best he acted as though he didn't know, otherwise she'd find out that he knew.

"I didn't know any of that... Huh..." Perhaps he should go look into her story a bit more, maybe he could use some of it. Pushing himself up from the table Tora adjusted his glasses, smirking down at Tony as he slung his back over his shoulder. "Maybe it is good news for me, how should I know though? I'd go make sure your girlfriend is okay though dude, she seemed kinda pissed for some reason." Chuckling to himself he slipped his hands into his pockets, leaving his tray where it was as he left the cafe. Three more classes, then off to do who knows what. With the princess' identity now known he'd probably follow her home, just to know where she lived. Provided he had nothing else to do that evening he may well hang around for a little while too, to get an idea of what she was like and maybe just to keep an eye on her as well. Things were going to become a little more difficult from hereon out, but at least he didn't have to keep searching anymore.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Oh... Well, a moth is a... Well its this bug that's on our planet." Takeshi explained, smiling awkwardly as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It's uh... Well... It's a bug that looks like you guys, only a lot smaller. Though there's some that are pretty big too. Of course not as big as you are, but pretty big. And they're not all that smart either, they don't live in cities like you do. In fact I really don't know where they live. They're kind of really stupid in that they fly into things all the time too, and they're really attracted to light. And... I'm rambling, so I'm just going to shut up now..." Chances were if T'charrl was traveling with them then he may well end up coming to Earth anyways, he could see what a moth was for himself.

Vegeta didn't quite what to know of what he was watching, hearing some of the kids bumbling over their words and the others just staring at him like mindless fools. Honestly, these were the next members of his and Kakarot's lineage? Well, his great-grandson or whatever was, the others he wasn't entirely certain of. There was one, young by the look of him, who seemed rather unruly even for a Saiyan child. He was hiding behind a curious woman, looking pitifully meek and nervous about things. The one who had tried to explain moths looked a touch more like a typical Saiyan, but he clearly had no relation to either Vegeta or his rival, Goku. The other three as well weren't anyone he recognized, which meant these three were most likely from the Saiyan home world, as were the other two, he assumed. Curious then that they were here with others and cooperating, rather than razing the cities and killing people. The new Saiyan empire definitely followed the old way of things, a way that was long since outdated and frowned upon. Even the Prince of Saiyans found himself disgusted with what his people were doing with themselves, it just wasn't right.

In spite of his faint disregard for everyone before him there was one individual that caught his attention, besides his relative that is. He wasn't quite certain what the man was, or who he was for that matter. A Beastman, if only going by the knowledge he had of races, that was as close as he could place it. Though this one seemed more human than anthro, which made him fairly curious. Whoever or whatever he was the man had some sort of reverence for Vegeta, and he rather liked that. When he knelt down and did a sort of salute the Saiyan smiled proudly, lifting up his chin a bit as he let the guy do his thing. It had been a long while since anyone had done that to him, he'd forgotten how nice it felt.

"Now there's someone who knows how to show some respect. You seem like a strong warrior, and you understand how to greet a superior, I'm impressed." Vegeta mused, chuckling throatily. "But don't give me that, as nice as it is. I'm dead, I have no use for honorifics or royalties any longer, they mean nothing here frankly. If you wish to honor my kin in the same way though I'm sure he wouldn't mind. Provided he's not as soft as my son is..."

Vegeta Jr smiled sheepishly at the idea of being royalty, itching at his nose. It wasn't a terribly off-putting idea, though he was definitely a little ways away from being in line for the throne. "Both Shu and Takeshi are Princes, T'charrl, and this man Vegeta is also a Prince." he explained, gesturing to each in turn. "Or he was the Prince of Saiyans, back when he was still alive. He's my great-grandfather, and he was one of the strongest warriors in the entire universe in his time. Heck, I bet he still is." Chuckling under his breath he rubbed his hands together, getting lost briefly in his own little world as he daydreamed about being a Prince. No work and he could do what he wanted for a change... He'd quite like that.

"Wait... Those boys are the two Princes?" Vegeta asked, blinking and looking between Shu and Takeshi in disbelief. That meant they were brothers, yet they looked absolutely nothing alike. Not for nothing, but they didn't seem terribly intimidating either. Then again... Appearances weren't everything. Smiling amused he leaned forward to come closer to the screen, scrutinizing each boy for a moment before shaking his head. "They don't carry themselves like Princes, and they certainly don't seem to have the air about them as one would. I may have been the Prince a while ago, but I'm sure the behavior hasn't changed. They act like commoners, or low class Saiyans even. So let me guess, you were borne by the king and a wife, but you weren't raised by him? Probably just as well... If I could get there I'd kill that man for bringing shame to the Saiyan name."

King Kai finally worked his way back into the frame, albeit he was standing behind Vegeta, too uneasy to try getting him out of the way. "They're actually fighting their father for that very reason Vegeta!" he exclaimed, lifting his hands to adjust his sunglasses meticulously. "Or... Maybe not the EXACT reason, but they're fighting against him. You should be commending these boys, they're fighting an uphill battle!"

"Tch... How many times have they died?" Vegeta asked, smiling as he leaned back again and stood upright. "I don't doubt what you're doing, but believe me, until you've been killed in action you don't know what a real struggle is like. And I've done that... Well, a few times. Not for nothing, but you children don't know real struggle until you've failed that badly."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

For what it was worth Tora had gotten himself some food, not that he intended to eat it. Preferably he'd hold out until he went home for the evening, cook up some instant noodles or something. Ramen, if he remembered rightly, that stuff was delicious. There was nothing like it back home, and since getting here he had bought every flavor that he could imagine or find. A few fruits and vegetables sat in his refrigerator, but otherwise the pantry in his kitchen looked not unlike the shelves that he had bought his food from. Frankly since eating that there was very little that he enjoyed in the way of food. Well, maybe save for some burger joint he'd stumbled across, called Wendy's or some such. He got a sandwich from there once with bacon on it and thought he was in heaven. The food was utterly terrible for you, easily a week's worth of crap in a single serving, but it tasted amazing. If he kept thinking of better food, Tora reckoned, he'd finally become hungry and be able to find what he had now at least a little appealing. If not, well, he really didn't need to go to class. Maybe he could just skip and go home to make himself a real meal.

Tora wouldn't get to his food for a while yet whether he'd decide to eat or not. It didn't take long for him to stumble across Jocelyn again, and immediately he went over to her table. To his surprise she had a friend with her, and of course he had to instantly accuse her of having a boyfriend. Really, it was like they were two school children bickering back and forth like this, not that he gave a damn. Paying little heed to the nasty glance he was getting he put his tray down on the table, sitting just a few seats down from Jocelyn. The Princess of Elawein, daughter to the Queen, here beside him. Damn it was hard to believe, and he'd call bluff if it wasn't so obvious that this was the proper girl. Just as he'd been told she seemed to be utterly clueless as to who he might be, not that he'd identified himself as of yet. Even if he showed her his tattoo it was highly doubtful that she'd be able to put it together. Well damn, so he'd have to explain it all to her then. Not just yet, it was too soon to spring that bombshell on her. For now he'd just play the pest and observe, and keep an eye on her of course. His whole task was to keep her safe, after all.

"I'm here because I wanted to see you again, that's all. I felt like we really connected during science," Tora said cheekily, grinning as he folded his arms on the table. "Or maybe the new kid just wants somewhere to sit. Have a little heart, you're not going to throw me to the wolves, are you? I know you're not that much of a meanie."

Jocelyn may not be terribly agreeable, but her friend was definitely willing to talk. Funnily enough he even went as far to agitate her further, making Tora snicker in amusement. If her friend took jabs at her all the time then why was she so damn sensitive to his teasing? He figured it would turn out like Chemistry and she'd sit there, taking his taunts and returning them in kind for the duration of lunch. When she said she'd be leaving soon though his smile wavered noticeably and he gave Jocelyn a funny look. Why in the hell did she have to go wandering off now? It was already going to be tricky enough watching her as it was without her traipsing about the school unattended. Damn it all, and he couldn't well demand that she stay here and talk to him, she'd never buy into it. He'd either have to try his luck on getting her to stay for some reason, or maybe get her friend to lend him a hand. Hopefully that moron was more useful than he looked, otherwise she'd be walking soon.

"Where do you plan on going anyways? Class doesn't start for another twenty minutes," Tora pointed out, grabbing his drink and taking a swig from it. "Sit down, eat something, relax for heaven's sake. I mean crap, look at you, you could stand to put on a few pounds." If he could piss her off to a point where she'd argue with him then surely she'd stay around. Somehow he didn't picture her as someone to walk off steaming, not if it could be helped. Then again she had just brushed him off after Chemistry, so there was that. Propping up his head like before he played with the cup in his hand idly, swishing the liquid around inside as he stared down at it. "So seriously though, this your boyfriend? Because, and this might just be me talking out of my ass, I SO do not see you two banging. Just my opinion."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

It wasn't Yumi's first time speaking with King Kai, but it was her first time seeing him. What a weird guy, all blue and dressed in some rather old styled clothing. For someone who was supposed to be omnipotent and revered practically as a god he wasn't the most imposing figure either. Honestly it had her amused, she'd expected a lot more out of this man and had been disappointed as a result. Shu seemed to be unnerved enough, taking refuge behind her for whatever reason. He was rather timid when it came to new things, so it was only normal for him to do that. But around someone like this? Hard to believe that he trained the Z Fighters all those years ago, he definitely didn't look like a fighter. Putting an arm around the young Saiyan securely she smiled, letting T'charrl do the talking for the time being. Unfortunately for them it became apparent fairly quickly that Goku wasn't present, at least by what King Kai was telling them. Odd since she figured that the Prince would have contacted Goku directly instead of doing something like this. Maybe he had made a mistake?

"So you are a descendent of them... Interesting, very interesting," King Kai mused, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. Kaesstrians had gone a few hundred years without doing anything like this, and he had honestly given up on hearing from them ever again. In a way it had kind of been nice, there was always so much traffic when they were communicating with the dead. The reason for why they had suddenly stopped was lost to him, and it was too far away really to pick up on any powers, only just close enough to be able to communicate. Kai made a mental note to look into it later, now he was curious as to what had gone on once more.

"Great Sir...? Did you just call me 'Great Sir'?" Snorting with laughter King Kai quickly covered his mouth, shaking his head before beaming at T'charrl amused. "Well there's something I'm never called! Though I've got to say that it's nice to hear some politeness for a change. Because SOME people on this planet could use with a little courtesy!"

"I don't suppose that someone would be me, would it King Kai?"

The voice wasn't one they immediately recognized, though King Kai most certainly did. Again the man looked off screen, becoming rather uneasy at whomever was speaking to him. The sound of someone approaching carried through the window and as they closed in the blue man scurried away, leaving the screen empty for a moment. Eventually another figure stood in the shot, a Saiyan with widow's peak hair. He was a great bit older than everyone else present, and wore a blue set of training gear with white gloves and boots to match. Vegeta Jr stared at the screen dumbfounded, his eyes wide as he saw just who had come to join them. That was his great-grandfather, the man whom he was named for. He'd never seen him before, and looking at Vegeta now the resemblance between them was uncanny.

"Who are these children supposed to be?" Vegeta asked, his brow pulling together as he looked at the group on the other side curiously. Setting his gaze on T'charrl he blinked a few times, not sure what to make of what he was staring at. "And what in the hell are you supposed to be? I've never seen one of your kind before. You look like an Arlian though... Except I killed all of them..."

"He's a Kaesstrian, uh... Vegeta," Takeshi replied, smiling meekly as he spoke up. So that was the guy he used to idolize, kind of cool. When the focus shifted on him he became a bit nervous, shifting uneasily as the other Saiyan seemed to be waiting for him to go on. "He's uh... A moth... Person kind of thing. I don't know, but he's not an Arlian, we know that much. Besides, does it matter what he is?"

"No, no it doesn't matter. What matters is that some punks decided to interrupt us while we were training, that is a problem." Vegeta crossed his arms, sniffing unamused as he looked at the group before him. As he did so his eyes stopped on Vegeta Jr, and for a second he thought he was staring into a mirror. In a bit of disbelief he blinked silently, his neck craning slightly as he slowly processed just what he was seeing. Who in the hell was that then?

"Uh... Hello... Great Grandfather," Vegeta Jr said, rather meekly. "Sorry to bother you, but we sort of need some help. Or rather, Goku's help. So... If you don't mind could you tell us where he is?" Looking at the older man hopefully he cringed as the Saiyan groaned, worried that they had upset him in some way, which they had.

"My own kin contacts me from the world of the living, and he wants to speak to Kakarot instead?" Vegeta snipped, huffing under his breath as he turned his head away. What an indignation to have the remnants of his lineage favor that man over him, it just wasn't right. After a moment of brooding he looked back at the group, smiling faintly as he lowered his arms, pointing off towards the right side of the screen. "That moron took his children on a run down Snake Way, so he's been gone for a little while.If you're looking for him I'm afraid you're out of luck. Unless you can wait, I'll drag him back here if it's important."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

Tora really had to try to not bowl over laughing after his comments, doing everything in his power to suppress his laughter. He'd basically just sexually harassed Jocelyn, and he couldn't find it in him to care. Maybe he'd said it a little too loud to boot, as a few of their neighbors were now sending shocked looks their way. He didn't get why they were so astonished, it was like talking to this girl was some taboo act or something with them. But it was so much fun to do! And the look on her face right now alone sold it and made all of his little quips totally worth it. With her face beet red from what he had said he worried for a second she might have a stroke or something, yet he still continued laughing into his hand. Oh they were center stage now, and with all eyes on them it was Jocelyn's move. Tora reveled in this fact, having clearly won this little exchange of theirs in his mind. She on the other hand was most definitely not thrilled with him, or the few dozen eyes trained on them at the moment. Your move, girlie, Tora mused, smiling toothily at his partner. Surprisingly she fired right back at him, sounding quite a bit more heated than she had before. So that was one way to get under her skin, and so long as she didn't complain about him he could keep doing it, oh how wonderful.

At her comment about being a pig Tora chuckled before imitating a swine, snorting softly and quickly covering his mouth again to stifle a laugh. This was all a big joke to him as of right now, and nothing Jocelyn was going to say would make him think otherwise. Her earnest hidden threats only served to amuse him even further, mostly because he knew damn well she was absolutely of no threat to him. Such raw anger and annoyance, it was almost intoxicating that he'd agitated her so badly. Almost giggling he finally managed to suppress his laughter enough to move his hands, holding them up defensively as she threatened him with acid. There had best be another class with her now, he wouldn't be able to stomach another lesson if she wasn't there to make things interesting. Perhaps for the sake of her sanity Mr. Gervais announced the class was coming to an end, and his partner wasted little time in collecting her things. Doing the same himself Tora lifted up his bag and slung it over his shoulder, turning to leave the room but stopping as the girl had a few more choice words for him. He turned about to give her one final snippy comment before leaving, but the teacher interjected and told the girl to knock it off explicitly. Right then and there though he heard something he couldn't believe, staring at the teacher as he walked back to the front of the room. Had he just said the name he thought he'd said?

"Jocelyn...? You're Jocelyn...?" Tora mumbled, looking at his partner with disbelief. There could be another one here, this didn't necessarily have to be his Jocelyn. Then again he'd seen the student list before coming here, there had most definitely been only one there. The chances of another having moved in between then and now was near slim to none, it had to be her. So this was her then, the girl he was looking for. Watching as she made a beeline out of the room he couldn't help but grin again, shaking his head in disbelief. So the Princess was kind of a bitch, he could dig that. Better than being a softie or some damsel in distress, that was for damn sure. Chuckling happily he lifted a hand up, adjusting his glasses with his middle finger again before walking out of the room. She couldn't know what was going on, not just yet, but he now had his target. For her own sake then he'd need to keep an eye on her, and do it in the most inconspicuous way possible. He already was known to be a thorn in her side and annoy her, so he'd just keep doing that. It'd serve its purpose, plus it was fun. It was bound to be a bit tricky as they probably didn't have every single class together. Ah well, he liked a challenge. Hopefully he could watch over her even with their being separated.

The following class, Pre-Calculus, literally had him bored to the point of tears. Tora knew math plenty well enough to get through the class, but that didn't change the fact it was the most depressing class on the planet. The teacher had absolutely no excitement in the way she talked, droning on and on about numbers and variables and other things he couldn't be bothered to remember. The rest of the class somehow was staying awake, a testament to either their desire to learn or more likely how single mindlessly they were following the lecture. Seriously, unless you were going to be a fricken astrophysicist or something did you really need to know this crap? His only saving grace was when he fell asleep, and being awoken by the bell signaled his release from this eternal hellhole. Lunch was up next, and while not terribly hungry he figured it was better than another boring lesson. Besides, Tora mused, he may be able to find Jocelyn again. A chance to bother her further and an opportunity to see to his job, it was a win win. Thankfully finding the cafe wasn't terribly hard, he only needed to follow the swarms of his classmates heading in that direction to get there. Time to get to work. Following en suite of the others he went through the process of getting his food, absentmindedly gesturing for what he wanted from the lunch ladies. Some gooey mess and mashed potatoes, not really all that appealing. Now that he had food he just had to locate his little friend, and that in of itself wasn't terribly hard.

Jocelyn and some other boy were sat at the far end of the cafe, being the only two at their table. Oh, so she did have friends then, how curious. Her little companion seemed to be a ton more enigmatic than she was, and it was a bit surprising she was stomaching it. Judging by how she behaved earlier he didn't think she'd befriend someone so lively, it didn't seem like her. Hopefully they weren't discussing anything important because he was about to butt right on in. With a snide smirk on his lips Tora cut right across the spacious room, making no effort to hide where he was going. Whether Jocelyn saw him or not he couldn't care, he wasn't going to be deterred. Arriving then at the table he dropped his tray down a few seats from her, giving both his classmates a smile as he dropped himself in the open chair.

"Hey there Jocelyn, long time no see." Tora joked, immediately pushing his tray to the side and folding his arms across the table. Looking to the boy she was with curiously he raised an eyebrow, wondering just who he was. "This your boyfriend? Gotta say, you could do better."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

Tora mocked Jocelyn with a pout, acting hurt when she told him off before getting his sarcastic grin back. Probably for the best she didn't hold his hand, goodness knows where that thing had been. Judging by her attitude it hadn't been used for anything dirty, probably just punching puppies and babies if he had to guess. When told to drink the contents he lifted the glass halfway, opening his mouth before turning his head and sticking his tongue out at her childishly. This was just too grand, he didn't think he'd be enjoying himself nearly this much. It was a little immature, sure, but a hell of a lot of fun too. After handing it back over to her he gave a soft chuckle, continuing to pester her as best he could. Once more she took the bait and bit back, rather hard at that. She had to realize he was baiting her by now, so why was she still going for it? Maybe she was just really stupid and didn't notice what was going on, though she didn't seem all that dim. In response to his comment about her butt Jocelyn threatened him with a vial of acid, making the boy put his hands up defensively with a shit eating grin. She wouldn't do it, he knew, but all the same best to avoid that mess. Acid would burn like hell regardless, he'd really rather not have any of that on his person anywhere. Perhaps to his good fortune she went back to the assignment at hand, sparing him a rather nasty experience of a chemical burn. That little threat wasn't going to make him back off completely though.

Finally getting the beaker back from Jocelyn he promptly emptied it out, a bit put off by the nasty smell coming from it as a result of the reaction. Again she was quick to fire at him, and she was having fun with it. Good, it was a wasted effort if the other party just took it the entire time. Rare was it that Tora could find someone to have a conversation like this with, it was both refreshing and intoxicating, in a way. She was a catalyst to his behavior, and he in turn to hers. Oh he really hoped they had more classes together, this girl was turning out to be a blast.

"I can't help but drool, I'm hungry thinking about lunch. My mommy and daddy don't feed me at home, so I'm always hungry," Tora whined, using a childish tone as he spoke.

Back to the old grind then, he'd let those words sink in for a moment. Tora copied down Jocelyn's notes before doing his own part of the experiment, and mercifully the last one that was required of them. Taking a cursory glance around the room he was astonished at how many people were still busy plugging away, most still on the first and second set. Seriously, how did something this simple take so long to do? Either they were very good or the rest were horrendously bad, he couldn't figure out which. Part of him almost wished he was actually working for a grade now, just to show these other kids up. There was enough satisfaction in knowing that the collective intelligence of this class was that of a moldy piece of cheese. Actually no, that was an insult to the cheese. Maybe they were about as bright as the mold growing on it. With the exception of Jocelyn, the only one that actually showed any slight degree of intelligence. After all, you couldn't be drool-bucket stupid and come up with witty comebacks like that, it just didn't work.

With the final recordings done and out of the way Tora meticulously cleaned out the beaker, being sure to get every trace of the acid that he could clean. As much as he might want to torment these kids he was rather averted to causing any real physical harm. Fact of the matter was he could really hurt them if he wanted to, he didn't need acid or something to do the job for him. Truth be told he'd sooner protect these kids than harm them, not that they needed protection from anything. No, he'd sit on the sidelines and send jeers and taunts there way, but he'd keep his hands clean. There was bound to be enough bullies and clique warfare going on here to do his fighting for him anyways. Maybe if he played his cards right he could get two students to fight, just for some fun. It'd cause little to no damage really and it'd be a hell of a show to watch two meat heads go at it. Before he could go cause trouble anywhere else though he wanted to finish up here. Setting the water filled beaker down Tora looked over at Jocelyn, smiling tenderly at her.

"Or... Maybe I'm drooling because of you..." Tora whispered, using a soft tone as he spoke. Reaching over under the table he placed a hand on hers, giving it a gentle squeeze before she could pull it away. Fighting back the strong urge to burst out laughing he only broke a smile, forcing himself to go on. "I was captivated by your beauty the moment I saw you, and I haven't been able to look away for a second. You're all I can think about, and you bring me to my knees. And believe me..." He paused, leaning in and trying to use as sensual a tone as he could muster. "There is a LOT I can do for you on my knees..." Not a second after finishing did he break out laughing, instantly having to cover his mouth to stifle it. That didn't stop a few students from hearing him though, they all looking over in his and Jocelyn's direction in surprise.