fashionably_strong | 1st shopping trip [Video/Action]

1st shopping trip [Video/Action]

[The blue haired girl who appears on the video feed is nothing short of irate.]

Bad enough that I get taken away just before I got to go home, but some creep changes my clothes while I'm unconscious and leaves me with this plain thing?!

[She looks disdainfully at the plain white sundress.]

Don't even get me started on surgical modification. Ugh. I want to know who's in charge of this sketchy operation so I can give them a piece of my mind!

[Bulla clenches a petite fist and looks like she wants to smack someone. Then she realizes that anyone else who has a little book device like this probably isn't in a much better situation.]

Sorry...this is just so not what I needed right now, so if anyone is listening and can tell me who I should go yell at, I'd appreciate it.

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[The teenager is a decidedly unhappy camper. She just wants to be home with her family where she belongs, but instead she's stuck here. She'd really like to slap the pervert who undressed her and took her clothes. Even discovering that she'd be able to get them back doesn't really make up for what's happened. She's tempted to fly in the air to get a better view of the area in the hopes of spotting an escape route...but she'll save that for later. There are priorities that need to be addressed. Namely this bland little sundress she's currently wearing.

She wanders along, exploring and doing her best to remember where she's going. A couple of times, she finds herself lost and begins marking where she's been with a stick on the ground. It helps, and after a while she reaches the town.

Bulla looks irritable right up until she spots a clothing shop with a cute shirt and skirt combination on display amongst other outfits. Her expression visibly brightens and she makes a beeline for the shop.]

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Oh? Perhaps you can enlighten me about the merits of fashion. You seem quite knowledgeable about it.

Well. They don't! I've looked!

Sure, let's see how far that gets you when you inevitably slip up and let the cat out of the bag. [Vegeta is just partially giving her crap though. He ruffles her hair up a little bit just to get her going even more.]

Yes, I think that's a good idea. You're probably both starving, I know I was when I first arrived. And believe it or not the food tastes better than leftovers out of a garbage can.

Maybe you didn't look hard enough.

[Now she's just being a brat, but she doesn't like the idea of the people responsible for this being untraceable.]

[Bulla huffs at the hair ruffling, mostly because it's messing up her nicely combed hair, and because she knows he's teasing her.]

Or maybe I could just be totally honest and tell her that you wanted to give her a day to deal with everything before talking to her tomorrow. How about just telling her the truth?

[Because that's going to be less of a headache, in Bulla's opinion. At her father's comment about how the food tastes, she looks ever so slightly amused.]

How would you know how leftovers from a garbage can taste, Dad?

[Leftovers from the fridge are one thing...but that's an odd point of comparison and if he's teasing her, turnabout is fair play.]

Well, I don't know about you, but I really enjoy finding clothes that look good and fit comfortably. It's fun to experiment with new looks instead of wearing the same old boring thing. I like helping my family and friends pick out nice outfits, too. Having something nice and stylish to wear is important for things like dates or job interviews.

Ohmigosh! Do it! I will give you the biggest hug ever if you pull it off.

[Although a big hug from her may be unintentionally crushing.]

[Excuse Bulla while her jaw drops.]

Eight months?! That's terrible. I'm so sorry you've been stuck here that long.

Free clothes?

[Bulla perks up. That compensates for being stuck in a place where she doesn't have access to her family's wealth.]

Well, at least there's one good thing about this place. My name is Bulla, by the way.

[Bulla holds out her journal.]

Okay. Is there a map somewhere in here, too?

There are worse things. I've had time to get to know plenty of very sweet and interesting people.

[Like your dad, haha]

It...sounds worse than it is.

Sure, if you want to be the one to deal with her right away. You know perfectly well as I do that the minute she finds out I know she's here and I haven't made a move to say anything she will scream so loud that they'll send an entire force out to detain her. And I feel sorry for whoever's job that is.

[His mouth turns up at her jab, arms folding across his chest.] Just as much as you would know about owning a single pair of shoes! [IT'S SO ON.]

Trust me, I looked plenty hard~

[He glared at the book, irritated by this girl's sass.]

...but, laying into them won't help. They're not the one's who took us from home- just the ones who put us in this village.

Yup, here let me show you.

[He'll take her Journal as he appears to flip through the pages. Stopping Here and a page with this map.]

That's a guide if you need; it's done by one of the residents. Should be able to answer most of your questions.

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Yep! Pretty much everything's free here.

My name's Quinn. [insert charming smile Quinn always uses when she meets a new person here]

Is there a saiyan that isn't happy when there's a good meal for them?

[Rhetoric question, she has known Goku for long enough to know the answer.

She pauses when she hears Bulla from the changing room, guessing that the girl is done with changing. It gives her another moment of hesitation, is it really her place to do this? She wants to, it gives her something to talk about with the other and maybe even feel... Less like a stranger. But what if Bulla doesn't like it? Or doesn't want her mother helping to pick up clothes no matter her age?

On the other hand... What's the worst that could happen? Feel more distanced from the teenager? Hardly possible when there's such a huge gap of time between both their existences. Bulma approaches the changing room, in her arms a couple of outfits she has picked.]

Bulla, darling... What do you think of those? I'm not sure the size is the right one, though.

[She will show Bulla a light orangeish (not horrible eye-bleeding orange) cashmere sweater with an open neck, the kind that is often wore showing a shoulder due how wide the neck is. It goes together with soft blue tight jeans and sneakers. The other outfit is composed by another skirt in pink color, this time a non-leather like one, together with a white shirt and a black cardigan. Despite being sure the clothes are fashionably and good she doesn't have much expectations about them pleasing her daughter.]

I'm sorry. I don't think there's anyone in specific you can yell out around here. Well, sometimes they do talk to us on the journals.

...Maybe instead you can just yell at the barrier?

It's still abduction and having our bodies surgically modified.

[Bulla's having trouble being optimistic about it all.]

At least there's people here who are nice and helpful, but still.

I'll deal with it just fine.

[Or rather, she'll deal with it in a way that doesn't result in her mother yelling at her. She did do her best to explain their familial situation.]

Hey, you're the one who made that comparison. You could have said fridge leftovers instead.

[Not that they had those around the house often.]

I can still be mad at them for undressing me and sticking wings on my back. Unless that was also done by the people who took us from our homes.

[Still, she calms down slightly.]

It's nice to meet you, Quinn. I'm always glad to meet someone who can appreciate the value of a varied wardrobe.

[Bulla emerges from the changing room after a moment upon hearing her mom's voice.]

Oh, those are cute, Mom. The orange sweater will be nice and warm and have plenty of space for wings.

[She's not as sensitive to the cold as some are, but there is a chill in the air and long sleeves are a good idea.]

They look a little small for you, but probably about the right size for me...oh.

[Colour Bulla impressed at how quickly her mother has adapted to having a daughter she knew nothing about less than an hour ago.]

Are you going to pick something out for yourself, too? I can help you.

[Bulla glances over some of the information.]

...hold on. This says that people can die and come back.

[Which isn't completely out of the realm of possible in her world, but this still sounds much easier.]

How often does this happen, anyway?

Barrier? Where's the barrier?

[He sighed wearily, already tired of this old explanation.]

They're not the ones who brought us here, or put the wings on us, or take away our clothes. They're just the people who put us in these little villages.

Word is that this world itself brings us here, but...I dunno. That sounds a little too weird to me.

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