It's been a blissfully low-key mission. He didn't know he was ready to be lazily and track people and shoot stuff but he has been absolutely livin' for it. The plans are easy going, too. Find something edible to hunt. Maybe hit up Zenos since he was mentioning it. Possibly see if they can get enough to feed a Saiyan 'cause he has to poke a little fun at that appetite.
It's when Vegeta stares too long at the sky, gazing at what Yondu thinks are the stars at first (what a nice night sky) that it suddenly hits him. All that weird crap about Blutz waves and the moon.
"Aw, hell," he's muttering to himself even before Vegeta's talking. He realizes what's going to happen and that he didn't adequately prepare... but he did prepare some. The arrow in his holster was blessed with extra strength and speed by one Koumyou Sanzo. And there's a jarring, sickening thought that hits him. He doesn't want to watch another friend die for no damn good reason. They better damn well find a way to slow his literal monkey ass down.
"Trunks! I'm gonna warn people. Don't blow up that moon. This ain't like your world. It'll mess ever'thin' up." He lifts the SCA to his mouth, ready to bark an order.
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It's when Vegeta stares too long at the sky, gazing at what Yondu thinks are the stars at first (what a nice night sky) that it suddenly hits him. All that weird crap about Blutz waves and the moon.
"Aw, hell," he's muttering to himself even before Vegeta's talking. He realizes what's going to happen and that he didn't adequately prepare... but he did prepare some. The arrow in his holster was blessed with extra strength and speed by one Koumyou Sanzo. And there's a jarring, sickening thought that hits him. He doesn't want to watch another friend die for no damn good reason. They better damn well find a way to slow his literal monkey ass down.
"Trunks! I'm gonna warn people. Don't blow up that moon. This ain't like your world. It'll mess ever'thin' up." He lifts the SCA to his mouth, ready to bark an order.