Eternal Light

Within the walls of what looks to be a dining room, 10 guards stand ready with their weapons -- long staves with orbs on the end that glow brightly. Their bodies are tense, awaiting the arrival of the Guardian and the newcomers. The main guard stands with two jagged swords in his hands, crossed over his chest. His dark hair is pulled back in tiny braids and stretching down barely to his armored shoulders. Even though his eyes seem focused now, they become even more so when he sees the transporting light appear in mid-air in front of them. The light lowers down to the ground until Suzaku and the three Saiyans are visible; then the light fades.

"More of a welcoming committee?" Vegeta smirks still, looking over the guards and sensing their weak powers compared to his and his allies. How could Freeza think that these pathetic creatures would be valuable allies to us? The only valuable one is the female. He glances over at her, seeing her staring back at him.

Suzaku half grins. "You could say that." She turns her stare over to the main guard. "Karasu, you and the others may stand at ease now. Our guests have agreed to not cause trouble."

"Very well, mistress." Karasu and the other guards fall back towards the door, still ready to defend if need be.

Suzaku looks back at her guests. "So," she pauses and almost mockingly asks, "gentlemen, would you care for something to eat? You must be famished after such a long journey to our planet." Vegeta snorts just a little before nodding in agreement. Suzaku's grin spreads into a small smile as she looks over to one of the guards. "Go to the kitchen and inform the cooks to prepare a large feast." The guard nods and leaves the room.

An old, gray-bearded man looks over to Suzaku with an intense look in his eyes. Is this truly wise, mistress? Inviting these... Saiyans... into our domain freely. He speaks mentally to her, and only to her.

I don't see why it wouldn't be. I would much rather have them under watch and relaxed than have them going ahead and tearing apart our planet.

Yes, mistress. The old man nods to her, lowering his eyes to the ground, knowing that once her mind is made up, it is never changed.

"Please, sit down. The food should be here shortly." Suzaku motions to the long elaborate dining table surrounded by chairs in a cozy yet spacious arrangement. The Saiyans move over and sit down at the table, as does Suzaku, who sits down at the head of the table. Her eyes never leave her guests. She knows of the Saiyans' warrior spirit and chaotic pasts.

"Don't you care at all why we're here?" Vegeta leans back in his chair, looking at Suzaku. His eyes have been studying her, as hers' have been studying him since their meeting.

"Oh, I know why you're here. Your reputation precedes you." Suzaku's smile fades a bit as she knocks Nappa's feet down from the table with her hand. "Apparently, Freeza never has bothered with teaching manners." She looks back towards Vegeta. "But we do not talk business at this table. We will speak more on this topic tomorrow."

The smirk still stays on Vegeta's lips as he stares at Suzaku. "Fine. We'll talk first thing in the morning."

Suzaku nods to him. "Yes, first thing in the morning. You should have no trouble in finding me." She smirks slightly to him. There is something about this saiyan... He certainly is much stronger than the other two, but the fates have something completely different in store for him... "Though, there is one thing I must ask you?"

"And what's that?"

"Just who exactly am I speaking to? You merely told me that you were Saiyans, not what names to call you by."

"I am Vegeta, Prince of the Saiyans."

Suzaku waited for Vegeta or the other two to say who there were, but nothing was said for countless moments. Impatience sits in as she continues to stare at him, wondering if he'll ever take the hint to finish the introductions. She lets out an annoyed sigh. "And you're two friends...?"

"Nappa and Raditz."

"I see. Thank you for finally answering." She shakes her head a bit as Vegeta glares towards her.

The door to the dining room opens and the food is brought in, carried upon large platters held high above the servants' heads. They bring the platters over, setting them down in front of the Saiyans and Suzaku.

The food isn't on the table long enough to glance at before Nappa and Raditz plunge into it, ripping and tearing away at the flesh of what once was fish and eel-like meat.

Suzaku stares at them, one eyebrow raised with disgust in her eyes. Never before had she seen anyone lack enough manners to eat properly. They continue cramming large portion after large portion, leaving barely enough time to breath. She puts her hand over her mouth. "Ahem..."

They look up at her, Nappa having a string of meat hanging from his mouth. "What? Never seen a saiyan eat before?" He smirks, sucking up the string of meat.

"I've heard that your appetites were uncanny, but I never imagined that your eating habits could be so disgusting." She glances over at Vegeta, seeing that he has yet to touch his food.

"Inviting other races into your home for dinner and not expecting different habits is plain ignorance." He smirks at her, taking a rather hefty bite from the fish, spitting out the bones.

Suzaku's glance turns into a glare. "You're also forgetting that when someone is kind enough to invite you into their home you should at least have the common decency not to make pigs of yourself."

The saiyans stare at her, with amusement in their eyes. "Just consider this as a compliment to your cooks, that the food is just too good." Raditz chimes in with his own patronization.

Suzaku sits back in her chair, arms crossing over her chest, omitting defeat in this futile battle. Sensing the victory, the saiyans go back to devouring their food fiercely.

Hours continue to pass and the saiyans ferocious appetites are now settled. "Ah, that long journey left me empty." Nappa lets out a tremendous belch.

"Agreed. Lucky for us to have found such great cooks." Radditz chuckles to himself, leaning back in the chair.

Suzaku sighs a little, looking over the Saiyans. She glances lastly at Vegeta, whose stare has become fixated upon her. She raises a brow, wondering why his stare is so intense. Uneasiness overwhelms her as she breaks away from their staring contest. His soul is so dark, but with a glimmer of hope. Yet, to look in those eyes is almost to seal my own fate. Drowning pools of ebony. She shivers slightly before standing. "It is time to retire."

"But it's still daylight..."

"Yes, Nappa, it is still daylight. Torinosu has two suns. One on the northern hemisphere and one on the southern hemisphere. Darkness never truly sets in, only a slight dusk as our planet rotates. Do not fret, though, each of your rooms will have heavy shades, enough to give the illusion of night." She smiles faintly at him, not wanting to glance at Vegeta again in fear of being roped into his eyes. "An escort shall lead each of you to your rooms. You will be retrieved when it comes time for our discussion on your presence here." Suzaku bows slightly to them, before turning away to leave.

A hand suddenly clasps down on her forearm. She spins only to meet Vegeta's eyes. "Just so you know, Saiyans are an impatient breed."

The guards remaining in the room step forward, to protect their guardian. Suzaku raises her free hand, motioning them to back down. ";When morning comes, Prince Vegeta, I will awaken you personally to begin our discussions. Is that satisfactory?" He merely smirks to her, releasing her arm. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I do have other commitments to attend to." This time, she is able to walk away from the table and out of the room.

Vegeta's eyes follow her every move; from the sway of her hips, to the ever slightest twist in her shoulders. Even her stride is powerful. And the control of her powers.... I can not sense them in the least, yet that one time. She could have destroyed us in a blink of an emerald eye. He shakes his head, banishing the thoughts from his mind.

Three escorts, all female, walk into the room. Each possessing their own beauty, yet none as exquisite as Suzaku. The saiyans stand as the women walk over to them, holding out their hands. Nappa and Radditz almost too eagerly take their hands and are lead from the dining hall. Vegeta stares at the woman, never touching her. She concedes and motions him to follow her to his room....