The water ran down the female's body like a flowing river, taking with it all the dirt and blood she had gained through her travels. The dragoness ignored all the masculine bodies surrounding her, though they did not give her the same courtesy. While they did not openly gawk, they did sneak glances at her luxurious curves as she stretched and twisted her wings to cleanse them as well. She was grateful that they were still too apprehensive in her wake to try anything…dirty, but the awe the soldiers held her in would soon wear off, and the males would return to what they really were. Men.
Sighing slightly she turned her gaze upward, to the sprinkler-like shower system she ignored the murmurs about the barely healed scar over her stomach, the better healed slice on her neck, and the yet-to-heal bruise upon her forearm. Curious, she glanced at her left-wing, where the scales had been taken and traded for the bandages only days before, and she was surprised, as well as satisfied, to note that the scabs had grown new scales upon them.
She wondered at the fact that she had not yet healed, but the dragoness supposed that it was to be expected. She shared her immortality and regenerative capabilities with seven other entities, a lag in her bodies strength was only natural when it was split so many ways. It mattered not, she still recovered from fatal wounds within moments of their infliction.
It is clear that I've still many things to learn of my body. She pondered silently as she turned her back to the majority of the males and toward the exit. She flinched slightly as her nose almost came into contact with a sculpted green and black chest. She blinked and lashed her tail lazily before craning her neck to look up at her living obstacle. Cell gazed down upon the soaked dragoness, noting how she neither held herself in high-esteem for all the attention she attracted, nor tried to avoid it. It was as if it were perfectly natural for her to traverse rows of men with nothing but her skin.
His magenta eyes glared the other males into submission, once all their gazes had been repelled from the female the android resumed his eye-contact. The others acted as if they had never seen a female before, it was not as if they were an endangered species. He really could not fathom their thought process.
"What are you doing?" He finally queried. Ices looked almost innocent as she gazed up at him, her violet hair black with moisture, but once you looked into those eyes you could not mistake her as anything but cunning. The sparkle behind her pupils, and the shimmer to her iris', as if she were constantly focused on one thing, and that one thing made up her entire world.
"I am bathing." She replied at last, her wings dropping down as the tension began to die. Cell snorted in amused contempt.
"Any fool with eyes could see that. I meant what are you doing with all these…males." Cell continued. While he did not understand the logic behind the men's minds, he did understand that while she was a foe to be contended with, even she could not stand up to so many lusty males should they decide to try and overpower her. The thought was somehow repulsive to him.
"They wish to bathe as well, and seeing as I do not wish to spend all my time amongst the odor of sweaty men, I do not have any qualms with their choices." Her eyes danced with humor that her face did not mirror. How could she be so much older than him, and claim to be so wise, when she failed to detect this very obvious potential danger? Cell narrowed his eyes in slight suspicion before stepping aside and motioning for the dragoness to continue her trek, and she did so. The dragoness kept her growl in check as she heard his steps squeak behind her.
The android followed the female into the adjacent dressing room where Freeza had instructed armor similiar to his soldier's be laid out for her. It had been modified to accommodate her wings and tail and she stretched it experimentally. The material seemed as though it should be stiff, but it was surprisingly flexible. She made a croon of approval as she observed herself in the mirror. The armor was comfortable, and with the standard issue scouter it made her look dangerous.
"Still following that girl like a lost puppy are you?" King Cold snorted as they passed him in the corridor. He paused to give Ices a once-over before grinning in approval. "You don't know how happy it makes me to finally have a woman in our ranks."
Cell had just about had it with these men's obsession with females. "I wish I could understand what it is that turns you and the rest of these 'soldiers' into dribbling idiots when a woman is present." He huffed in annoyance. Ices paused in her step and quirked her lip as she recalled that she owed the android for assisting in the escape from Goku, Vegeta and Piccolo.
"It shall be done." Ices quoted. It was easy enough to enable his testosterone gland, it hardly took any energy at all in fact. The android seemed shell-shocked for a moment as a multitude of strange sensations began to bombard him.
King cold laughed on his way down the hall while Ices left the confused android to his own devices as she followed the hall towards her own chambers. Ices had never met a princess, most cultures tended to keep them away from dragons afterall, but she felt like one right now. The chamber was one of the largest on the ship, and while it did not have bathing quarters, it sported an enormous and ridiculously comfortable bed. She gladly shed her newly dawned clothes and fell into the sinful delight of it's embrace to induldge herself in it's scent.
The dragoness sighed with contentment. She had never felt more at home.