Uniform
«Hay una gran cantidad de mentiras dando vueltas por el mundo y lo peor es que la mitad son verdad» Winston Churchill.
At the secondary ship, tailoring-02
"Again?! But they were changed just one month ago! The soldier's uniform is practically new! How in hell does Frieza want it now?!"
"Blue with green stripes, just one red shoulder pad. Remember? As it used to be four uniforms ago..."
The designer sighed. "Please, tell me we still have some samples of that uniform."
The other man nodded, but said, "No," he smiled and winked with one of his four eyes. "No we do not have more. -It is a un fashioned design-" the tailor mimicked Frieza.
* extra
Long before the heroic story we all know about...
"So, Dodoria, give me the report, who died?" Asked Frieza. After a hard mission.
Lieutenant Rats, second commander Gérôme; soldiers Crocus, Sativus, Thymus and Pragma, Sir."
"What about Krillin?"
Dodoria checked his list. He had never heard that name before. "I am sorry sir, but, who?"
"I do not know, it sounds like a dead one... do not matter someone somewhere named Krillin must be dead."