With the money safely returned to the store owner. The Saiyan looking over to Lucy. Having nearly forgot she was with him before the commotion.
“Oh! Hey Lucy—“
Her compliments bringing a faint blush. Clearly taking a less arrogant nature than his father.
“It’s nothing. I’ve—
battled things these two couldn’t even imagine.”
Groans heard over his shoulder from one of the unconscious two. Nothing he’d bother with. They were lucky he didn’t deem them as an actual threat.
“So. Where exactly do you guys drop criminals? I haven’t exactly seen a police—
over his shoulders. Items stolen carried with ease in his hands as he approached the shop owner. A smile on display.
“I believe these are yours. And these two. . .Will be out for some time. Is there a police station somewhere to drop them?”
“You’d be right.”
A soft sigh leaving. He had a feeling he was off course, but he didn’t think it’d be this bad.
“Magnolia, huh? I guess that’s the name of this to—“
[“𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐄𝐅!“]
Attention turning to the shopkeeper in the distance. A pair of hooded figures rushing off.—
quick roundhouse kick to the assailant. Sending him flying towards his buddy. Breaking only a few ribs in the process.
Vanishing and appearing behind the smoke user. The Saiyan only striking him once at his spine. Knocking him unconscious with the other.
Both men scooped—
exactly he was.
“You’ve never been to West City? It’s amazing—so many people. Everyone’s so lively and—“
Stopping himself. He had to remind him that he no longer was in the future.
“—It’s my home. This is Supreme City, right? Home of the electric animals?”
💭: “Yep. World’s smartest woman fell for an internet scam. . .”
A nervous sweat falling down the side of his head. Shaking off his thoughts.
“Let’s just say. . .My mom won’t exactly be happy she spent money before sending me out here.“
Her question did make him wonder where—
— noticing his distress.
❝Yeah sorry, I'm kind of at a loss there. Unless you're talking about the Magic Council in terms of " supreme leaders " since they're the ones that govern everything.
West City? Where is that? I don't think I've ever been there before.❞
this place had any scientist supreme leaders? Apparently she ordered a part for a new device. . .But, I honestly think she may have gotten duped.”
Nervous laughter as he scratched the side of his cheek.
“This town doesn’t exactly scream West City technology.”
His smile radiating. Despite his toned and muscular physique. He truly did mimic the phrase “gentle giant”.
“Alright. Thank you very much, Lucy. Please, call me Trunks.”
Hands held by his side. Bowing his lavender hair down out of respect.
“My mother was looking to see if—
— going anywhere.❞
She tried to reassure him with this, giving a soft smile to further reassure that she was being genuine and simply not saying it just because.
❝Oh yeah, the name's Lucy by the way, Lucy Heartfilia! What about you?❞
“Really? Aha. . .I appreciate the help, but it does sound like you have your own struggles going on. I wouldn’t want to distract you just for my stuff.”
Blade in its sheath on his back. Hands stuffed inside his pockets. His smile and muscles both shining down to the blonde.
—
— he clearly looked like he didn't belong around here.
❝That might be hard to come by but I can try to help you if you want.❞
Lucy wasn't one to refuse helping others.
“Times are tough, huh?”
A soft voice cutting in. Trunks stepping from behind the woman. A gentle smile on the taller hybrid’s display.
“Sorry for approaching. I overheard you and figured you might be familiar with the area. I’m definitely not. . .I’ll be willing to—
❝Alright! Gotta take on a job so I can pay for my next upcoming rent.❞
She seems quite eager to get things started. It'll be nice for her to stretch her legs a bit.