#regulus-regent

His words tore her heart in twain, but her expression remained neutral. Vegeta was a broken man. A warrior who swore off fighting. Who lost his entire reason for living after they escaped Namek with the accidental gift of a second shot at life. Though she feigned a lack of concern, she worried herself to death, in waking and in sleep (the winks she managed, anyway). She feared that, at any moment, she would stop sensing his energy completely. That she would find him dead the next time she came around.

She rested a fist loosely against her hip and leaned her weight into it. Golden eyes followed his gaze to the ship before him. This wasn't the first time she found him out on the lawn, staring it down like it might transform into Goku at any moment.

pumpkin be blessed upon ye

Goku crept towards the clearing, gripping his staff in one hand.

He realized once he saw the crater he... Didn't really have a plan. Just saw something hurtling from the sky and crash so hard the ground shook.

Goku, deciding to cross that bridge when they got there, instead approached the mouth of it. Once he reached the edge, he got on his hands and knees to peek in.

... Is that a giant ball?

Raditz awoke upon impact, stretching as much as he could within its confines and without encroaching on his podmate.

Here they were. Alone, no Scouters, no one knowing where they were... It was a little nerve wracking for him.

But... If this is what it took to train his tail away from the judgemental opportunistic eyes of the rest of the Force...

Raditz swallowed before looking towards Vegeta.

"I'll check it out sir..." He mumbled.

Raditz reached to push the button to open the hatch before peeking out.

Locking eyes with a kid about... Their age...? Maybe younger...? It was hard to tell.

Raditz felt sweat forming on the back of his neck as he slowly ducked back in.

He missed his Scouter already.

"I think one of the natives found us..." He whispered.

Rosa would bow before speaking. "My name is Rosa Rani, current acting Grandmaster of The Iron Palm from the world of Flora and leader of Feline Country." The feline would then snap her fingers as a cloche appeared and floated over to Vegeta. "I gift before we speak. It is some roast bear-boar from my world. I hear Saiyan's are fierce eaters." She hoped her gift would be satisfactory for the Prince.

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"Oh, not much."

Oh ho ho ho, he could tell his father was tense now. Did he REALLY think that glare was going to work? It rarely ever stopped the youngster in his path — only ever in serious circumstances did it. This was not going to be one of those.

His own tail swishing away at the end, an easy indication about his mood. He was about to be an absolute menace to his father right now and tease him. Did he really think he'd escape this? Oh, not by a long shot but the attempt was valiant.

"Juuuuuust — "

It wasn't often Beerus sought out other people casually, in fact, most of the time, his approaching someone was due to a desire or a need from someone. But this was no more than simple question that ate at him. In one sense, it didn't matter in the grand scheme of things. On the other, the answer wasn't going to be given to him if he didn't pursue it himself. And as such, he would decide to simply not beat around the bush and ask the question right out.

"Tell me, Prince, if you were capable of killing me. What exactly would you do with all that power?"

It was a rarity in itself for Beerus to pursue personal questions about anyone. He seemed to hold everyone at arm's length, never truly making someone's personal business his own if it didn't effect him. Yet here he was, asking the person he felt was most likely to succeed him what his goals would be.

cc-krillin “You’re doing your best. That’s what matters.”

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Vegeta leaned against the wall, his gaze drifting over the lively scene before him, but his mind elsewhere. Every fiber of his being longed to escape, to retreat into the solitude of his own thoughts, but he was tethered to this place by the unyielding weight of obligation. It was his son's 10th birthday, a milestone that should have been cause for celebration, yet all he felt was a suffocating sense of guilt and regret.

Memories of past failures and betrayals loomed large in his mind, casting a shadow over the supposed joyous occasion. His heart ached with the weight of all that had transpired, from his strained relationship with Future Trunks to his desperate battle against Buu. The guilt gnawed at him, a relentless predator tearing at his soul.

And so, he endured, a silent sentinel amidst the revelry, his princely façade masking the storm of emotions raging within.

As the children's laughter echoed off the walls, Vegeta winced, a pang of discomfort shooting through him as his sensitive ears picked up their sharp noises. He kept his tail wrapped tightly around his waist, the memory of tiny hands yanking at it earlier in the day still remained fresh in his mind.

In this moment, surrounded by the festivities of his son's birthday, Vegeta felt more alone than ever. The weight of his past sins pressed down on him like a gravity well, dragging him into the depths of despair. And as he stood there, a silent witness to the joy of others, he couldn't help but wonder if there was anything left for him in this universe, or if he was destined to remain forever adrift in the void.

Engrossed in his thoughts, the prince remained oblivious to the approach of the other individual, the sound of their voice barely registering in his consciousness. It took a moment for Vegeta to tear his gaze away from the internal turmoil swirling in his mind and acknowledge Krillin's presence. He cast a sidelong glance at the shorter warrior, his expression one of mild skepticism, as if questioning the significance of the words that had just been spoken to him.

"What are you blabbering on about?"

"Well I saw you were over here, I know you're not a party person, but it is your son's birthday, so I came over to check on you," Krillin started by explaining why he approached the Saiyan Prince in the first place. "Just being here, is out of your comfort zone, isn't it? No one expects you to be as happy as we are, but we still want you to be and feel comfortable."

Despite what Krillin said, he could sense there was something more to Vegeta's demeanour, which seemed more distant than usual. He knew Vegeta had been through a lot, especially with the whole Majin Buu fiasco, but he came through for them in the end. Krillin had seen Vegeta at his best and worst against Frieza, Cell and most recently Buu, so he earned this peace with them just like everyone else.