#blunt-brutality

It had been a long day for Raditz, and he felt his mood slip farther and farther south with each passing minute. This was the exact reason why he had called an acquaintance of his to meet up for a little sparring session. No malicious intent. Just a way to release some steam from an aggravating day. Hopefully this would work out for him, to the point where he would be too satisfied from pummeling something to care about being angry.

Ali would be the perfect fighting partner to achieve just that.

Raditz hadn’t known her for too long, but in that short amount of time, they had become “frenemies” of sorts, if that was the correct term. Nevertheless, Raditz could usually depend on her to help him when he just needed to let out a brand of aggression that he didn’t particularly want to take out on Roshi or Yamcha.

send me a "✎" and ill draw your muse

NO WORRIES FAM <3 

here is one (1) ali, just for u

[Retas was disappointed. The search hit another dead end. Perci wasn’t any closer to her since the days in the lab. Coming to this blasted planet was nothing more than a waste of time. Although, she had heard rumors that it had some of the best meat-orgasms for public consumption in the star-system. It couldn’t hurt to feed the curiosity.]

[Getting into the bar was easy enough, but getting actual food was another endeavor. It’s been 5 minutes...food preparation shouldn’t take that long...at least the drinks were nice. Such a shame the glasses were so small...] 

Gods...pod rides were so dull.  Retas twirled her tail around between her fingers. Tracing the XXXIV on her wrist. She wished she had brought a data pad with her...something to occupy her time.

The pod rumbled, shaking... FINALLY. The planet has been reached. She was breaching the atmosphere now.  Time to find that target.