#namekianwarrior

“It - uh - it definitely looks like it..” Nail replied solemnly to his colleague, his emerald eyes tracing the broken glass of the large egg-like container that stood nearly 10 meters in height before the both of them.

The darkness of the room did not help the situation, making any movement difficult to see as well as any other foreign objects.

The ambiance of the room inserted stillness into the chest of the Namekian warrior, making him on edge and question what he intended to do once he found the THING that had forcibly made its way out of its container.

“I doubt that as well…” Nail replied remorsefully, the twist in his stomach becoming more of a knot as a bead of sweat dropped from his forehead to behind his ear.

His gaze shifting frantically in search of an exit, whether it be a door, window or a vent.

The ivory material of the sample wedding dresses were much like an illusion of stars as they swayed with the hands of the handlers and the eager soon-to-be brides.

Soon screams of the women whom were present in the room had realized the two warriors were there and certainly were not pleased of it.

!!! “GAAHHH!” Flailing his hands to his ears, eager to shield them from the high pitch vocals of the customers of the department store, Nail stumbled back from the women’s dressing rooms and onto the cold tile floor of the general area.