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blink, blink. the outlandish fashion, the hair which made him look like he had been electrocuted, the bizarre language... was there a costume party she was unaware of ˳ᐣ she was usually on top of events ˳ᐟ ...
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the saiyan race are only a single counting one hand. that " meteor " was frieza. we all know it. dont tell me you're as gullible to actually BELIEVE that story.
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ah but if it isn’t the * prince .ᐟ⠀ ⠀as
you may know ,⠀ ⠀i disconnected from the saiyan army when the supposed meteor hit our planet .
i assume this is a desperate plea to
get me back into the army .ᐣ
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yes, it is. these earthlings have species of all kind. now tell me. what is an underclass saiyan warrior doing on this dirtball, without myself or lord frieza, knowing.
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﹙ * a smirk, and loud laughter after seeing the humans' reaction to his violent and brash action. she's lucky he didn't blast it AND the entire building to smithereens. ﹚
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(* deep breaths. she’ll have to mourn the lose of her favorite game later. opting to send him a heated glare instead. )
that was not taking care of the problem—- you solved nothing.
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a smirk rises, stepping closer to the desk. “ who knows. you may be more help with my current situation, than you know. tell me, earthling. do you know of these so called dragonballs ? ”
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perhaps it's because saiyan prince knows that she holds that little of battle experience and power, and this tiny little town had nobody to question him, or his abilities to make a stand.
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she glanced up at the new face, and a brief look of surprise flashed across her face. it was him ˳ᐟ she didn't think she'd see him again, especially in the town's office. even so, she was dedicated to servicing anyone and everyone who walked through that door.
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(* just staring. mouth open. then she’s throwing her hands up , gesturing between him and the now destroyed machine. )
oh , DUDE ‼️ what the hell ?!
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