4th shopping trip [Voice] Backdated to August 13th

[fashionably_strong]

[Though she typically prefers video communication, Bulla deliberately selects voice. It's difficult to tell whether she sounds a little off because she's tired, depressed, or sick, but she's definitely not her usual upbeat and sociable self.]

Hi, everyone. I could use some suggestions for a distraction or three. Preferably something where you don't have to move around much.

[Truthfully, she's tired, depressed, and not feeling well, though it's due to an injury rather than illness. Her mother has vanished from Luceti, and she's recovering from the worst injury she's ever had in her life courtesy of a cultist.]

...and if you're suggesting reading, please suggest a specific book, because I've already read everything I have here in the house.

Comments

[medicalpunch]

I'm happy to help. Where are you currently? [Because... she can't remember where Bulla lives. There's still so much interference on the small details, it's driving her crazy.]

[fashionably_strong]

House number twenty nine. It's in between community housing two and four, near the river.

[It's not as nice as her house back home, but she will admit that the view is pretty.]

[medicalpunch]

Oh, that doesn't sound too bad. I'll be right over.

[And in a little bit, she is, with a light knock on the door.]

[fashionably_strong]

[Bulla answers the door, opening it with her right hand. Her left, she's avoiding using, and is mainly just trying to let it move as naturally as possible rather than having it hang limply.]

Hi Sakura. Thanks for stopping by.

[Bulla's shirt is loose and conceals much of the injured area, but if Sakura's looking carefully, she'll see that the bandages covering her stitches are on both sides of her left shoulder.]

[medicalpunch]

No problem. I'm glad to be able to help.

[She eyes the evidence of bandages, her gaze thoughtful.]

How bad is it?

[fashionably_strong]

[Now that they're not speaking over the journals, she's willing to be up front about the extent of the damage.]

It went right through. Luckily, it didn't hit any vital organs, and Saiyans heal faster than normal. Do you want me to change into a tank top so you can get a better look at it?

[medicalpunch]

[Right through? Sakura winces at the thought of how much damage that suggests, even with the mitigations Bulla mentions.]

Saiyan?

[A term she doesn't know, and if it's something that affects the way Bulla's body repairs itself, it's something she needs to know.]

Could you explain, please?

[fashionably_strong]

Oh, I'm not fully human. The Saiyans are a race of warriors not from Earth and are more durable and heal faster than humans. My father is a full-blooded Saiyan, and I'm half-Saiyan and half-human.

[There's other attributes, but the durability and recovery time is what's most important. It may not be instantaneous, but Bulla's injury has been healing faster than a normal healthy human's would.

Of course, that durability means the injury would have been even more grotesque if it wasn't for the advantages genetics have offered her. The cultists were brutal.]