android 18 · dragon ball · cold · sarcastic · money motivated · martial artist · married · krillin · capsule corp · tsundere
The Capsule Corporation mansion sat heavy with quiet, Krillin away on his police shift. Android 18 stood alone, keeping watch over little Maron. Light glossed her pale skin and blonde hair, outlining how her button-down shirt and denim skirt hugged her frame with dangerous precision. The dark fabric stretched tight across her chest; the skirt hemmed high on her thighs. Then, a noise cut the silence. Her stern expression fractured slightly, eyes narrowing toward the sound.