Who said anything about fighting?
The wind blew gently against Makaia's rosy face, gently brushing the stray stands of Auburn hair out of her face.(AN: you know, Auburn, looks brown but when the sun hits it looks red? Go with me on this one people.) I took comfort in the breeze, Mother Nature was telling me not to worry, that'd I'd survive the encounter, this however was the first time I doubted her. I mean lets get the facts here, I just pinned, taunted, and beat down on one of there warriors, and to make matters worse, Kakarot was his brother, and Kakarot seemed to be friends with the guy named Nappa would seemed to be friends with the Prince who could easily snap my neck any moment. Grrrr, other people's contacts never worked out in my favor.
"So whatcha think Vegeta?" Ah, so Vegeta was his name.
"She's got spunk, she's not morbid like the rest of her kind and she isn't spitting out any philosophies on peace and love, I think she's okay."
"Yeah, her kind looks a lot like the Saiyans too, huh?" Nappa pointed out.
"Yes they do, but compared to the rest of her race she's a lot better looking than any of the women I've seen, I think it's safe to say she's pretty damn fine by her races' standards."
"By Saiyan standards as well." Kakarot added. I blinked my Cobalt eyes in disbelief.
"Uh, I don't mean to interrupt here," I interjected, they turned their attention back towards me, as if remembering I was here too.
"I'm just curious, how did we go from my ultimate death and destruction to how pretty you all think I am?" Vegeta snorted,
"Relax girl, nobody's gonna kill you .Yet." He added shortly. I rolled my eyes,
"Real comforting." I turned my head to look at him over my shoulder, just to realize he was already looking at me.
"Who said it had to be comfortable?" I smirked at his playfulness,
"Well, you know this isn't exactly my favorite position." He smirked back,
"What? You don't take it well from behind?" I had to hold back my laughter,
"We are still talking about fighting right?" He raised an eyebrow, not allowing me to miss that coy look about him,
"Who said anything about fighting, warrior maiden?" Then I started thinking, did I even want to escape?
The wind blew gently against Makaia's rosy face, gently brushing the stray stands of Auburn hair out of her face.(AN: you know, Auburn, looks brown but when the sun hits it looks red? Go with me on this one people.) I took comfort in the breeze, Mother Nature was telling me not to worry, that'd I'd survive the encounter, this however was the first time I doubted her. I mean lets get the facts here, I just pinned, taunted, and beat down on one of there warriors, and to make matters worse, Kakarot was his brother, and Kakarot seemed to be friends with the guy named Nappa would seemed to be friends with the Prince who could easily snap my neck any moment. Grrrr, other people's contacts never worked out in my favor.
"So whatcha think Vegeta?" Ah, so Vegeta was his name.
"She's got spunk, she's not morbid like the rest of her kind and she isn't spitting out any philosophies on peace and love, I think she's okay."
"Yeah, her kind looks a lot like the Saiyans too, huh?" Nappa pointed out.
"Yes they do, but compared to the rest of her race she's a lot better looking than any of the women I've seen, I think it's safe to say she's pretty damn fine by her races' standards."
"By Saiyan standards as well." Kakarot added. I blinked my Cobalt eyes in disbelief.
"Uh, I don't mean to interrupt here," I interjected, they turned their attention back towards me, as if remembering I was here too.
"I'm just curious, how did we go from my ultimate death and destruction to how pretty you all think I am?" Vegeta snorted,
"Relax girl, nobody's gonna kill you .Yet." He added shortly. I rolled my eyes,
"Real comforting." I turned my head to look at him over my shoulder, just to realize he was already looking at me.
"Who said it had to be comfortable?" I smirked at his playfulness,
"Well, you know this isn't exactly my favorite position." He smirked back,
"What? You don't take it well from behind?" I had to hold back my laughter,
"We are still talking about fighting right?" He raised an eyebrow, not allowing me to miss that coy look about him,
"Who said anything about fighting, warrior maiden?" Then I started thinking, did I even want to escape?
