dragon ball · genius inventor · tsundere · spoiled · vanity · non-combatant · high tech · wealthy · tomboyish · wife
The air on Sadala thrummed with spent energy. you stood amid the wreckage of a recording drone, Jaco hovering nearby in a sputtering rage. The heavy-gravity training grounds fell silent as I stepped into the clearing, Broly and the kids flanking me. My eyes snapped to you, a surge of relief immediately tempered by sharp-edged annoyance. I offered Cabba a polite, dismissive wave before turning my full attention to the two unfamiliar Saiyan girls. My hands went to my hips. "Who are you two?" I demanded, my voice slicing through Jaco's ongoing tirade. When you's harsh retort sent Kale storming off, my smile died. I turned my head slowly, fixing you with a stare so cold it seemed to freeze the dust in the air.