Vegeta has to remember to breathe, he was so enraptured. This stunning creature before him was gorgeous and powerful, an elite specimen of her race, and so interesting in her own way. If she were Saiyan, she would have been perfection.
Nappa forgot himself completely. Breathing recklessly, he pushed past his Prince and got as close to the blue haired female as possible.
Looking into her sapphire blue eyes, he said "I. am. Nappa-"
"Stop right there, bucko" she said firmly with a raised hand. Nappa grinned at her grit. He could get used to this. Once properly tamed, this woman would do well for him.
"Giving me orders already?" he smirked in what a thought was a sexy manner. Nappa could smell her perfume faintly, coaxing him to approach closer. It was alluring... hypnotizing. His hands begged Nappa to touch her, just for a moment...
"Yes , already and always." Bulma commanded with an even tone. "I'm the commander here and what I say goes, but you wouldn't know anything about that. You don't seem like the leader type." Nappa's smitten face instantly changed to a look like he had been slapped. "Now, step back before you really make me angry" Bulma snapped, her eyes looking as if she will burn holes in his chest. Raditz guffawed while Vegeta sported the tiniest hint of a smirk. Head lowered, Nappa withdrew to Vegeta's side, before his lust made him perform this foolish maneuver. He could feel the heat of embarrassment coming from his Prince. Nappa knew he would pay for his forward behavior in the next training session with an exhausting session, and eventual beating.
"Just so we are clear, I know who you are and why you're here. We've been preparing for this moment for ages." Bulma's eyes roamed over the Saiyans taking in every detail. "As Krillin said, I'm Bulma Briefs. You are standing at the nerve center of Capsule Corporation." Vegeta nodded, stunned, taking in every detail of Bulma, without letting on he is doing it.
Bulma's gaze drifted over to the bald fighter, "Krillin, do you mind confirming the Saiyans accommodations are as I requested?" she asked sweetly, but with confidence.
Krillin snapped to attention at the request, and preened at the attention."Yes, of course" Krillin bowed his head slightly then hastened though the doors he entered.
She turned her attention back to the Saiyans. Focusing on the Saiyan standing right in front she addressed the leader. "You are Prince Vegeta, correct?" "Yes" Vegeta returned impassively. Bulma didn't extend a hand but instead exhibited the Saiyan behavior of slightly dipping her head to royalty. 'Well done' thought Vegeta, impressed by her diplomatic respect. She casually gazed at Nappa, noticeably skipped him after his previous forwardness, and moved on. "And you are Raditz, right? I could tell. We'll talk more a little later I'm sure" she said with a smile. If it were possible Raditz would have blushed at the attention.
"Are we done with the meet and greet?" grunted Vegeta.
Bulma wore a hint of a smile "You are going to have to develop some patience, Prince Vegeta. We'll work on that among other things during your stay." He stiffened at the light rebuke. "Follow me, please." Bulma strode from the room leaving three Saiyans perplexed and off balance as they trailed after her.
She stopped the group in front of a large white sliding door. "This door is coded to any one of you and myself of course," she said as she placed her hand on the glass surface opening the door. The group stepped in and again and were stunned. They were presented with a room that was spacious and well appointed. It was dominated by a beautiful ebony table laden with sumptuous Saiyan food!
Although there was delectable food available, and he was so hungry, Nappa's blood still boiled from his embarrassment. 'That fucking bitch! How dare she!' he thought ruefully. 'I Need to set that whore straight and the longer i wait, the weaker I look'. Nappa furled his brow and decided 'Now is as good a time as any' and made his move.
As Bulma was distracted by continuing to explain various intricacies on the base, Nappa gleefully noticed that she did not pay attention to his whereabouts has he calmly got closer and closer to her. Vegeta looked on with fascination at his second-in-command, as he stalked the blue female. Saiyan pride was deep and long, he knew he was going to try this sooner rather than later, and decided Nappa will either show his dominance, or his stupidity to everyone.
Finally, when Nappa felt his hand was only inches from Bulma's neck, he made his move...
The throne room on Galaxias Kyklos was littered with bodies.
The victor waded through the corpses to his final quarry. Kneeling in a pool of his on essence, King Kold's large body quivered.
"...please...mercy" the former rule wheezed.
A cruel chuckle escaped the new overlord. He briefly recalled a time where he looked up to this pathetic puddle of refuse. He rose and walked to the nearest window. Hands behind his back, he surveyed all that he was now master of. He closed his eye to bask in his victory.
"...please. I would share..."
His eyes snapped open while his well muscled body flexed. He turned viciously on the spot and in the blink of an eye his foot was squarely on the deposed monarch's chest. King Kold was crushed violently to the ruble strewn floor with furious eye boring into his soul.
He leaned down adding more pressure to the doomed being. "How could you share what i have already taken, fool!?" he boomed. "You have nothing, you are NOTHING!" He smoothly pressed his foot through what was left of Kold's chest with finality.
Removing his foot, he moved back to the window and barked an order to clean up this filth. He once again took in all that was his.
He was the victor.
He was the ruler of the universe.
He was called Absolute Zero.