#galactic-tyrant

    He likes sweets--! Lord, what a relief that was to hear. Otherwise, it would have felt that he had done that all for nothing-- waste a trip, potentially risk his safety and privacy for a gift that Frieza would only might have liked. He smiles, allowing his figure to relax, if only slightly. ❛ From what I know, there is this holiday called Valentine’s, it’s celebrated by a number of species across the galaxy, from the looks of it. It involves giving... Those you have a closeness towards chocolates or sweets of some sort, and since you and I are the same, it’d make sense for me to share something of my culture, right--? ❜

    A pause, and he gives a chuckle.

@galactic-tyrant

Future actions of @biomechanicalcicada being the protective bug of @galactic-tyrant to reflect on current events.. Which shouldn’t be happening.. You fangirls need to calm down. It’s disgusting that you’re bringing so despicable toward someone who has every right to act out the character how they want to. If you don’t like it? Go some place else! They don’t own you a damned thing! 

Quartz couldn’t believe it. She’d been on a walk out in the wilderness when a familiar ship had landed and a certain emperor had caught her eye... Frieza was here on her planet. Well, not hers, obviously- just the one she lived on- but still, what reason could he possibly have to come here? Oh, how she hoped he wasn’t here for her...

Although her logical side was telling her to run, she couldn’t help but feel like she needed to know what was going on. Running right in and demanding answers probably wasn’t going to do her any good, though... Although she was certain she wouldn’t be able to stomach acting friendly towards the tyrant- the very idea made her feel nauseated- she could at least try to remain neutral and polite. Stepping out of the brush and into the open, she brushed the leaves from her outfit and adjusted everything to make sure it looked neat.

"Hm. I’ll be honest, I never expected to see you here... What brings you all the way out here to Earth, Lord Frieza?”

    -- It was always strange coming across another of his own kind. It felt as if Icejins were far and in between-- and with the increasingly bad name that Frost had been setting across all the clans that knew of him, it wasn’t all too shocking that anyone would want to avoid him. Not of course, that this was all his fault, but with little defense for himself and a criminal record that only proceeded to increase in length, there wasn’t much else he could do but to duck into the shadows, and pray that the galactic patrol doesn’t manage to hunt him down.

    The fact, however, that someone had managed to track down his exact location, upon a planet that acted as nothing more than a glorified pit stop was beyond him, being almost as if he had intentionally been sought out.     Stranger enough, he found that the other had bourne a striking resemblance to him-- not all too much taller or shorter than Frost, and seemingly keenly interested in the runaway.

[i was gonna shitpost about this sooner but regardless.