Chapter 13: Short and Sweet

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Broly had been walking with Chi-Chi for roughly an hour. The Earthling woman had a taste for all manner of things, though she did not buy anything she looked through all sorts of shops. Some of them less than appealing to him but she had a knack for shopping. Yet no one dared accost her with his presence nearby. He had also not seen any other saiyans from earlier, he figured that they might've regained some form of a backbone and chased after him.

Yet Chi-Chi had relinquished touching him much to his disappointment but he did not vocalize that to her. She was still quite spirited and he didn't want to be imposing on her despite enjoying it. His mind refused to understand the fixation of this little woman, the way she acted so calmly around him. She seemed unfazed by that fact.

'Doesn't she know who I am? What I am to the rest of my people? She is even a caretaker to another house. Yet there is no complaint… no ridicule.' Where was the vitriol of harsh words for him not understanding all of the things she was looking over. Behaving nothing like the people in his life since the death of his mother. She treated him with the smallest amount of concern, still looking after him. Still speaking with him and trying to train him to gain back something he could not remember.

He did not have the full resemblance of either of his parents, but he was his father and mother's only child. One who was expected the world of him and when he failed he had all but cast aside like a lame dog.

"Which one of these looks better?" Chi-Chi asked, the soft words catching the saiyan in his stupor but his face hardly shifted as he looked at her. A full gown, one a full red that was definitely regal and not saiyan. The other a dark purple, both tops were strapless built to hold a woman's figure, but was smooth and not as long exposing a bit of a woman's ankles and back.

'I don't know the answer. Both are clothing….' But he knew that perhaps Chi-Chi was expecting an answer. And well… he wasn't impartial to the color purple. "The right one." he said feeling wholly out of place. However, he wore his indifferent mask very well, he could control it during his retraining sessions and during brutal conditioning by his father.

Expressing any real emotion was difficult for him. Yet he couldn't stop this warm feeling spreading through his body as this woman smiled at him and went over to make herself a purchase. Seeing her smile was comforting. She was strangely, happy? The thought was confusing.

Living so apart from his own world and people… Shaking his head, Broly couldn't process these new emotions. None of it made sense.

She returned having spent a small amount, no doubt the owner wishing to stay in the good graces of an elite saiyan who was her date felt it best to not overprice their wares and give them to Chi-Chi at a fair discount. Most non saiyans and aliens liked doing business with the ruling race, they could decide many things and Broly's standing was significant.

"Oh… you said you had good books. Would you know where some might be here?" How those brown eyes swallowed his vision completely. That lightly tanned skin that held so few flaws, crowned by a waterfall of midnight black hair. She was a beautiful woman, but not a saiyan.

'Yet why do I not care about that? Why do I wish to run my fingers through her hair and wind my arms around her. I do not understand.'

"Follow me then, though I don't know if you'll be able to read most of them." Turning from her the saiyan's body was partially trembling as she came closer and touched his palm. Squeezing his fingers with her much smaller ones. The smoothness felt so drastic to him.

"You don't seem to be talking to much, something wrong? You had a lot more questions back on the balcony."

I have too many questions. Just none of them that I want to share. The thoughts rattling around inside of his own head. "I'm not sure what to ask you. You and I discussed quite a lot back at the gathering, I wouldn't be sure where to begin with having another conversation." Broly let his eyes roll to her before looking forward again.

"Well… we talked about me last time. So how about we talk about you?"

"Me?" The question was surprising. "Surely you've heard enough from the rest of the planet about me." The rumors were rampant about him. No matter his own actions taken there would be no changing the view of his entire race now.

But she persisted. "Well come on, I want you to tell me about you and besides you're nothing like those rumors." Again she smiled at him. In her mind Broly was quiet, calm, and from what she could obviously tell. The guy was lonely, there wasn't anyone looking out for him, helping him along the way and it hurt her to see that.

"Well what would you like to know?" He seemed to relax by merely asking the question.

"Since you're a saiyan tell me what is your favorite food?"

"Fried Cheletek,"

The equivalent of a tender porterhouse steak to Chi-Chi who had come to enjoy some of the rare meats that were brought to Bardock's home. "Well that's a tasty one. What about dessert?"

"Dessert?"

Chi-Chi sighed, 'Well of course. Most saiyans don't really have a sweet tooth.' "You know what, let's go find some books, you said you liked them let's look through some at the next shop and afterwards I'll take you to a place over in Capsule town and show you an Earthling treat called ice cream."

"What is ice cream? It doesn't sound that appealing." Broly said absently picturing ice that was like a cream as a literal picture in his mind. The notion was a little tough for him to wrap his full head around. A frozen food didn't sound that appetizing, but if Chi-Chi was offering him he felt that he should try it because he trusted this weak woman.

…

Bardock strolled into Capsule Corp. an unusual satisfied grin on his face. The day was looking up, and his efforts were actually starting to pay dividends. Both of his sons were gaining in power and he, well. The elite saiyan house leader laughed to himself. He had just had a bout of vigorous mating with Gine and now he felt like getting some training in.

But also…

There were at least some new humans that had small blips of power now scurrying about the newly built human city on the outskirts of imperial palace that, while not alarming, was curious to him.

Why exactly had they brought some meager warriors to this world? Did the protection of the saiyan empire not seem overwhelming enough for them? Questions need to be answered, I do not trust any that is not wholly saiyan. If anything is uncovered i'd prefer it be now. As with all lesser races they have a tendency to lose their focus and focus on things that are beyond their reach.

Another thing that concerned him, was the location of this city, not directly its proximity to the imperial palace, that made sense to him. The latter was old ruins of the Tuffles, the structures were built to withstand all but a planetary destruction blast.

The ruins themselves were of no concern but the winding labyrinths of Tuffle tunnels and possibilities of old technology being reactivated. Though they had been cleared and checked multiple times. The Tuffles had been slain once before to only return with undead mechanical vengeance.

No one knew how the Tuffle's had awoken or where they had been but he was always wary of a possible threat. Then put a weak race with a fetish for science next to an ancient scientific race… well that would be set up for disaster.

But he would address those concerns in time. He saw his primary focus already here. "Afternoon, Bulma Briefs." Bardock's voice catching the blue haired woman as she was speaking with a spikey haired man with an orange fighting gi. Scars covered parts of his face and arms, he could probably pass to be a saiyan but the scouter was barely registering him.

"Oh hey, Bardock," Bulma said turning around and offering him a smile.

"You know him?" The human asked, his eyes flicking back and forth between the two.

"Yes Yamcha, I do know him. This is Bardock, he's one of the four elite houses and one of the saiyans who has been helping me set up the prototype gravity chamber." Bulma gestured to Bardock who smirked slightly. "Bardock this is my boyfriend from Earth, Yamcha, he's a fighter like you."

"Fighter?" The saiyan scoffed almost insulted. "I am not a fighter I am a warrior, an elite and one of the strongest saiyans on Vegeta-sei." The pride in that statement resonated with his pride and honor of being a noble saiyan. To relegate him to that of a just a fighter was an outright mockery of his status.

Bulma rolled her eyes and Yamcha was subject to the penetrating stare of a saiyan. Feeling like a young child being looked over by a disapproving parent. The former bandit was partially overwhelmed by the powerful man standing in front of him. For all the strides he had made there was so much separating him from this senior warrior.

But as Bardock mulled over the weak little man a strange question popped up from Bulma's last statement. "What is a boyfriend? Obviously it was some Earthling term but he failed to understand it.

"It is a completely stupid, inane, and pathetic excuse for a mate." A new gruff voice interjected, one familiar to Bardock and Bulma.

"Afternoon Prince Vegeta. How are you doing this morning?" Bardock said bowing his head and placing a hand over his chest.

"Just fucking peachy," Vegeta growled his eyes skipping past the male and focusing on the annoying witch that he was still stuck working with.

Sighing Bulma wanted to just cover her eyes and scream, but she couldn't. No matter how much she hated dealing with Vegeta she was oh so graciously stuck with him forever creating a sea of problems and stressing her out to no end.

"What do you want now Vegeta?" Her voice groaned as she looked up at the ceiling.

To be rid of you wench, but I can't do that. Snorting, "What I want is a functioning and upgraded gravity chamber. This pile of shit you have created serves me no real purpose if it breaks constantly."

"Right, and I'm sure you shoving your fist through the control panel, breaking the capacitor rings, or my favorite, knocking the entire facility over after it shuts down because of an emergency. Why don't you ever just chill or do you enjoy walking around half fucking cocked the entire day?"

The prince's lips turned into an angry scowl. "If you weren't so graciously protected by my mother I would fucking kill you woman."

"Hey don't talk to my girl like that!" Yamcha said trying to stand up for her but quickly found the menacing glare of the prince to be enough to turn what little courage he had evaporated.

Taking the moment to uncross his arms slowly Vegeta looked at the man and could already smell fear. It was a pity that the woman never showed such emotion, the bickering wench was crass and unflinching under his gaze but this fool was petrified after one look. "So you think you can address me Human?"

"Well.. it.. was… just a reaction."

"Oh? Well then let me show my reaction to being insulted by weak little shits like yourself." Vegeta's lip turned into a wicked grin but before he had moved he had a blue haired demon in front of him.

"First off asshole you can't hurt anyone. Second you touch my boyfriend and I swear you'll find that gravity chamber repairs might not require so much care and maintenance. Afterall, you love to remind me that sometimes accidents happen."

The prince's grin turned from angry to playful, "Oh so is that the game we're going to play?"

"It is your favorite." She replied mockingly, both of her hands squarely on her hips as she and Vegeta stared each other down. "I'd love to see how well you'd do under the simulator at ten when you can't handle level three, it might make you even shorter."

"You are an amusing little creature. I'm going to take great pleasure when I become King to thoroughly humiliate you before you die." Vegeta's cool reply made even Bardock slightly uncomfortable by his tone.

"We'll see Vegeta, it might just be you bowing at my feet before that comes."

Both of them refused to break contact, an unmistakable battle of wills. One because of a pride and honor, the other because of sheer unflinching courage and belief in themselves.

"Hello dears! I brought lunch!" Came the voice of one Panchi "Bunny" Briefs. Totally oblivious to the suffocating tension in the room, and perhaps the only one who could turn a saiyans bloodthirst into hunger with a few simple words and her culinary skills.

The instant smell of cooked chicken, rice, pasta, and steamed vegetables filled the air making Vegeta and Bardock forget about one thing and focus on something else. And a saiyan's stomach was always a vulnerable weakness. "Oh hello Vegeta dear and Bardock! Come on I made plenty!" Her high voice almost sang to them who came over without hesitation to partake.

Yamcha found relief as he could breathe again and Bulma just wanted to growl but at least Vegeta would be quiet for a few minutes. "Come on Yamcha let's go out."

"But honey I just brought lunch." Her mother complained slightly as her daughter wanted to leave just as she brought out food.

"It's fine mom, you have two saiyans to feed." Ignoring the feasting that quickly began she headed out with Yamcha on her heels.

Bardock not oblivious to this chuckled. "Heh, that boy is whipped."

"Bah, just a pathetic beta male. I'm sure he couldn't do a thing without her snapping her fingers. There are somethings about these humans that are beyond irritating." Vegeta continued eating with only a snort.

"Oh it's just one of those things, Bulma's first childhood sweetheart. He was a little bad boy when growing up and now he has become such a nice young man. I'm sure she's still waiting on that wish she tried to make as a little girl and have her perfect prince come and sweep her off her feet!" The blonde happily chirped away as she moved about her main living room. The food spread set out for her guests was good enough for her as she had the handsome prince Vegeta and rugged Bardock as her company.

"Ridiculous, who would mate with a weak wench like her?" Vegeta scoffed as he polished off one bowl.

Panchi continued. "Oh I hope someday someone marries my sweet Bulma. She's the best of both worlds, brains and beauty." She twittered, before setting out and gathering more food.

"Well I'm already mated, perhaps you should my prince?" Bardock chuckled, earning a snort from his prince who ripped into some bread.

Bunny loved that idea, "That would be wonderful, are you even seeing anyone Prince Vegeta? I'm sure a devilishly handsome man like yourself would love a beautiful girl like Bulma." She beamed brightly smiling as she delivered more food. "I know I would if I weren't already married."

The prince cracked his knuckles as Bardock laughed, the saiyan elite finding it humorous. Though it was lost on the blonde housewife.

Vegeta was reigned in from killing the second most annoying woman he'd ever met out of respect to his mother's wishes and well her cooking was pretty damn good. Despite her irritating pratling Bunny was at least able to treat him with the respect he deserved. Having gotten over her initial always sunny demeanor she had her uses.

As the two saiyans ate they were joined by Dr. Briefs, "Ah lunch already. I am hungry, love." The old man saying as his wife got up to give him a kiss both saiyans mildly disturbed by the blonde's affections upon the scientist who wasn't bothered in the least.

"So how are those little trinkets you were working on, dear?" Bunny asked pouring him a cup of coffee.

The doctor smiled and stroked his mustache. "Remarkable actually, that little warp device she brought me is quite the little piece of tech." Vegeta and Bardock's ears perked up at that information but didn't shift their outward appearances. "It's highly unstable and i'll need quite a bit of time to even have a chance of making it close to controllable but I've given some of our scientists back at Capsule HQ. Since the research team moved we've made tremendous gains in our new research fields. This will only fuel further growth."

"Wonderful darling, I hope you and Dr. Gero are getting along?"

The doctor sighed a bit, "I wish it were better, that old crank is still bitter about my decision to cancel further human cyberization and develop proper android technology. I feel we should first settle in before delving deeper, we've got the new nano-tech and…" Dr. Briefs continued to roll onwards about all of the future ideas for capsule corp. Though none of them seemed to greatly interest further involvement as Vegeta and Bardock were more focused on the Warp tech. It was an incredible power to have, an ancient tech that provided near instantaneous transportation across galaxies. But no race had ever been able to replicate it, the once golden civilization that had created it were long since past.

"Was that all that young woman brought you?"

Shaking his head the doctor admitted there was indeed more to be had. "No, in fact that dear caretaker for I believe Bardock here left us with some powered armor. Quite the design, a bit archaic in its construction but I feel we could do something with it."

"Chi-Chi was here this morning?" Bardock finally jumped back into the conversation, wondering why she would be over here on her day off.

"Yes she just wanted to chat briefly and then headed off somewhere."

"She didn't go very far I saw her walking around with a peculiar young man earlier this morning. I can't say I've ever seen him before. Very tall, and wore a very dark purple and light green armor…" Bunny admitted having caught a glimpse before she had come home of the pair landing in the cities outskirts.

That alerted one of the saiyans to something curious though he didn't put much stock in the words of this blonde cook. The woman was a tad too scatterbrained to be reliable in information, though he wouldn't put it past her to be one for gossip.

…

He was being stared at, examined and focused by dozens of creatures. Of which none were saiyans, but it did unnerve him. Standing out like a sore thumb by comparison to the rest of the living humans around him.

Standing just under seven feet tall, much taller than Chi-Chi and those of her kind. It was strange for him to even be acting this way, his mind attempting to rationalize why he was trying to be normal around alien's when he was anything but normal when around his own kind. Was there something wrong with him to be acting this way?

Resting his arms on a bench his face completely neutral as his black eyes shifted around from person to person who eyed him.

It was true that he was in the human built city outside of the palace but was his presence that unnerving to them?

This race is nothing like Chi-Chi. So many of them look at me timidly, others do not even look. Then some of them are attempting to signal me for a type of courtship. Arousing Earthlings was easy apparently, yet Chi-Chi did not share that similar notion. She acted casually with him, explaining the way the city worked and how capsulation had made all of this possible.

Broly hadn't tried to understand its greater significance. It was a commodity that was basically being sold but beyond that he didn't try and think to far into it. I mean what good would it serve him to understand how human's operated?

Because there isn't. Well that wasn't entirely true. Broly did have an interest in one single human.

His saiyan hearing however could pick up the conversations around him mostly ignoring the chatter and whispers and instead focusing on gathering of two. One who resembled a saiyan with scars on his exposed limbs and face, the other was female that partially resembled Chi-Chi except paler and with blue hair.

Catching some of the conversation was actually entertaining, "I can't believe that jerk. Of course my mother has to act as if nothing is wrong and serve them lunch and I'm practically forced to leave my own home to get a single minute of peace and quiet. I mean can you believe the nerve of that overgrown vegetable?" The blue hair was clearly angry at something.

"It'll be alright Bulma, once you finish that gravity room he can go off and do whatever he wants and you won't have to deal with him. I mean it's just like how you managed to overcome that invasion on Earth thanks to the Dragonballs." Scarface said to blue hair.

"Yeah too bad when I wished for Earth to be spared I didn't mean for Earth to be absorbed like water to a sponge. I wanted the Earth to be left alone but I couldn't undo that."

Wish? What is she talking about, the idea is nonsense.

"Well it was better than the alternative Bulma. And besides weren't you still helping that one strange guy recover still?"

"Shh, Yamcha don't bring that up. Only you the gang and my parents know about him." She hissed back at him only causing Broly's eyebrow to raise upwards.

"Sorry B, I just thought when he recovers you could yah know…" Scarface was stared down by blue hair. "I'll be quiet." He almost whimpered to the woman standing over him almost.

"Good idea. Now I'm-"

"Bulma what are you doing here?" A voice spoke up causing Broly's head to move as a third person entered the scene.

"Chi-Chi?" Bulma said a bit surprised, "I thought you left to go buy some goods, why are you back so soon, I'd figure you'd take the day off and use it." Though the caretaker appeared to be enjoying her R&R Bulma knew of a hundred different ways to be spending her own time off.

Chi-Chi laughed, "Well I finished up early, but mostly I brought an acquaintance/friend here with me to try some Earth food." She considered Broly a friend, he had defended, spoke, and helped her with multiple things without asking for anything himself. Though he was very quiet today, where before he'd been intrigued. There seemed to be something dwelling deep in his head.

Yet he was a saiyan and nothing like the rest of his people who were very open about their likes and dislikes. So perhaps she might be able to call him a friend, he certainly didn't seem to mind being around her.

"Oh before I get ahead of myself this is my boyfriend Yamcha. He just came here with his teacher Master Roshi and several other students to help be a pseudo protection force in case we have any troubles here on Vegeta-sei." Bulma gestured to him and he smiled and shook Chi-Chi's hand.

"Pleasure to meet you Chi-Chi… say you look familiar, have we met before?" The old bandit looked over Chi-Chi and found something that tickled his memory. It wasn't the name, but her face. She looks familiar… where do I know her from?

Chi-Chi blinked for a moment looking at Yamcha carefully but shook her head, "Sorry no I don't remember meeting you."

"Ah damn that's a shame, ah well I may have just seen someone like you back in my old bandit days on Earth." Yamcha laughed it off as Chi-Chi pulled her hand from him. "Sorry about that."

"It's alright, but let me call my friend over here. Our food should be ready." Chi-Chi looked over and waved Broly over.

"Ah who's your friend?" Bulma asked a little grin on her lips. "Did you happen to find an old friend here or some swank new alien?"

Chi-Chi shook her head with a smile. "Oh no, he's just-" Her introduction stopped as the massive shadow of Broly appeared over her side. "-Right here, that was quick Broly." She said to him as he eyed blue hair and scar face. "Broly this is Bulma Briefs the head scientist that was brought to Vegeta-sei and her boyfriend Yamcha." She looked to Bulma and gestured to her new arrival. "This is Broly the son of Paragus and the fourth elite house on Vegeta-sei. He's not like the rest of the saiyans on this planet so don't worry about formalities with him."

Bulma eyed the much larger saiyan who had a lot of similarities to her boyfriend except… better in almost every way save being a saiyan. She thought with a slight sigh of disappointment. What is it about saiyans that all seem to swarm her and not me?

Yamcha felt every bit as small when looking up at Broly, "Hey there man?" The awkward use of words made the larger saiyan just narrow his eyes.

"Hm, they aren't like you." Broly commented to Chi-Chi.

"Well I'm not exactly normal to them Broly, it's alright. They're good people and besides let's get some proper Earth food that I promised you." Chi-Chi motioned for him to follow which he did.

The pair getting two small bowls of ice-cream though Chi-Chi was well aware that this wouldn't qualify as a bite for the huge saiyan beside her. She did want him to have a nice little reward for earlier and she also was having some serious cravings herself for some old taste of her old life. Taking a small spoon of vanilla covered chocolate with cherries and bananas with melted caramel. Oh she had missed this!

Nothing compared to seeing the reaction on Broly's face when he took his first bite. He lost it and began shoveling the rest of his ice-cream into his mouth, it took less than ten seconds for him to have eaten everything.

She had to all but giggle at his face with the small dabs of chocolate, caramel on his cheeks and on his nose.

"Like it?" Her tone all but knowing the answer, as if she needed more evidence by his reaction.

The saiyan had never tasted something so sweet, so rich, and delicious. "That was amazing."

"Yeah I figured as much, but you shouldn't be so quick, you'll just make yourself into a big mess." Reaching up with a finger she wiped a spec of chocolate from his face and pulled it back showing him the hearty globe of rich tastiness. "You just get it all over your face. You gotta savor it."

Broly watched as she brought her finger back to her mouth and tasted the chocolate from his face.

Thump, Ba-Thump.

His heart went off rhythm as he watched the subtle action. The entire world around him seeming to slow down as he looked down at this small woman. The son of paragus was completely transfixed by her, that smile, the way she talked to him. How she felt when she touched him while going out on a 'date', it was all so much for him to think about, for him to attempt to rationalize.

She had refused to leave his mind since that gathering, thinking endlessly about the consequences of what had transpired because of her. But overwhelmingly he thought about how much he had enjoyed her. These feelings inside of his chest were making his hands feel numb, his face to grow hot and the tips of his toes to tingle.

There was just no explanation, for all that he had once desired to have a small measure of peace only to be now filled with such a desire to have this woman as close to him as possible. I… I want her. His mouth was becoming dry as Chi-Chi began to eat her ice-cream unfazed by the stare she was receiving from Broly. As sights and sounds filled the air once again he just watched her.

Drinking in all of what she was, the previous notions of her not being saiyan. Not seeing him almost as saiyan either, but as a friend? She called me a friend… Broly did not understand, he didn't have friends or even a family for the majority of his life. Living in a sea of pain, misery, and unmet expectation.

Yet she did not care about that, she did not judge him for his past. She saw him in the here and now.

An urge pushed itself up and he swallowed, his eyes looking at her face as she quietly enjoyed her ice cream. Just as she had tasted him… he wanted to taste her. I.. I… have-

"Ahhh-!" Broly's scream startled so many around him, the regular humans not ready for such a gutteral cry as the saiyan grabbed at his forehead. A burning pain ripped from inside of him and left from his mouth. "No-! No-!" He cried as many people scattered as the saiyan staggered to his feet.

Hunching his back he dug his nails into his forehead drawing forth small trickles of blood.

"You thought you could run away? That I wouldn't find you?" The voice came from above, it was disgusted and disappointed. "Not only do you disobey me but I find you here, I am fucking disgusted with you my son!" The voice hissed angrily.

Paragus slammed his fist down atop Broly's head sending him down to the ground. His white cloak flapping behind him as he held the other hand outstretched down at his head.

"What are you doing to him!?" Chi-Chi shouted at Paragus who ignored her. The elite saiyan's intent focused on his misbegotten son.

"Such a pathetic waste of time and effort boy, that I would find you amongst trash such as this… and in the presence of a slave of Bardock's. How tempted I am to put you down for these constant embarrassments you display. Thankfully your mother who sired you isn't around to see the pathetic weak saiyan you have become!" His voice shouting as he drove his boot onto Broly's head and ground it in.

"Stop that! He doesn't deserve-" A hand raised at her with an intimidating yellow glow. Stating his intent with just a foot from her possible death.

"You will silence your mouth slave of Bardock, and were it not for that crest upon your chest I would've killed you already. I am Lord Paragus the fourth elite house and while I would happily discipline you I know that your master is not to far away so any further slight on your part will be met in kind with me." Paragus warned as the crowd of people fled from the area.

Chi-Chi could see Broly's pain gripped face as whatever was afflicting him was at the point of agony. "Why?" It was all she could do, there wasn't anything more she could do for him.

Paragus didn't dignify her with a response, though he did spit in her face. "Get the fuck out of my sight!" He snarled before grabbing his failure of a son by the back of the head and dragging upwards into the air.

Chi-Chi's entire body wanted her lash out, her very soul was crying out to help Broly, but she wasn't foolish. That was as light as she would probably get off from him, he could've beat her but with Bardock's presence nearby she could only guess that was probably really why he hadn't.

Relegated to nothing more than an observer she watched the white aura surround Paragus and take off with Broly in tow, gripped only by his head and hair. The pained cries of his affliction and brutal treatment was still audible until he took off.

Leaving her with a slight burning sensation in her eyes as she clenched her fists, it hurt to see her friend treated in such a way. But this wasn't earth, she wasn't anyone of power and there was nothing.

Nothing that she could do to change that.

R&R

Kerghan