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All Training in a Day
By Trynia Merin aka StarbearerTM
Only a few days after she had come into her Saiyan powers,
Tomique was having issues. Namely with
her lack of fast progression no matter how far she pushed herself to the
limit. Vegeta, knowing the hostility
that Jeannie held towards her former friend decided more drastic measures were
needed. He hated the rivalry that
disrupted his well oiled machine of Saiyan warriors. Some rivalry was necessary, but this was
ridiculous.
Tomique and Radditzu thought back to the day where Vegeta
revealed his secret plan to bring Tomique up to speed. The Saiyan no Ouji proved that you could
level the playing field if you were clever enough with the right pieces. Always a master tactician, Vegeta’s skills at
strategy extended to more than just his battle skills. He was finally getting to utilize the skills
his father had taught him as a Royal and a Prince all those years ago,
regarding leadership.
That day, Vegeta had called her into his GR trainer. He glanced at her, grunting to notice the
tail wrapped around her waist. Finally
he wheeled on her, facing her fully with a frown. “This won’t do. You’re simply not strong enough to face her.”
“Jeannie? I don’t care;
I won’t let her push me aside.”
“Using your alchemy powers you could possibly hold your own,
but not using ki. You’re far too weak on
that level to properly fight by right of satisfaction. No, you need far more training…” said Vegeta
firmly.
“I’ll do what it takes to get her off my back, and protect
my family. But at the cost of losing my
bond with my children?” she asked.
“True, but true Saiyan warriors train for YEARS. Granted
your time with the State Military on that Alchemy world has hardened you from
what you once were. Becoming Saiyan has
increased your raw power at least by a factor of five, not ten. You have the requisite battle energy, but
it’s not properly tapped. Kakkarot might
have increased your abilities to channel KI, but you are far from the skill
level of even a third class.”
“I fought her before and won…”
“But what about the next time? You were lucky, and took risks with your
powers. But as a scientist you need
skill, not dumb luck. So I shall order
special training. The full regimen. From
birth Saiyans are trained in the arts of war.
But when they come of age, they go through a year of intense almost
round the clock training. Now that
you’re Saiyan, you must undergo this.
And it would involve going into space in 10 Gs incrementally…”
"I can't squeeze years of training into only a
week!" Tomique protested to Vegeta.
"Actually, you can," Vegeta said. Tomique's mouth popped open, and she could
swear her jaw must have impacted with the floor.
"How is that possible, sire?" asked Radditzu.
"I have my ways.
It's going to take some pulling strings, but I believe I can redress
your gap in fighting skills by taking you to a place where what you complain
about IS possible," Vegeta smirked, hands on his hips. "That is if you're UP to it!"
"Does it mean more time away from my family?"
"Not to them, but to you," said Vegeta. "I think it might just work. Back when I fought cell with Kakkarot, some
of us trained in a Hyperbolic Time Chamber, where an entire earth day was
equivalent to an entire year…"
"A dimensional zone where the passage of time is
different relative to this one then.
Brilliant… but where does such a place exist and why haven't we heard of
it before?" asked Radditzu.
"Because it's a closely guarded secret…"
"Does Nappa and Cabernet…"
"No. But they
soon will. Because each of us in turn
will spend a month or so helping you grow accustomed to your Saiyan
powers," said Vegeta.
"You mean I'm going to be stuck training for a whole
YEAR… with you guys? No offense… but
it's going to be a long time…" she whispered.
"Do you want the Destroyers to kill your sons? Do you WANT to be a weakling?" Vegeta
snarled.
"No I don't," Tomique grunted.
"Good, then it's settled. Bring what you need for a year. Radditzu, you will be joining her for the
first three months. Unfortunately the
room can only comfortably hold two people for any length of time…"
"Sire I won't stand for Nappa being left alone with
her!" Radditzu snapped.
"That idiot has other chores. I trust that Cabernet would be a good
replacement. But it all depends on if
you can assist her in building her ki, Radditzu. Both of you must be in tune with one another
perfectly," said Vegeta. "Now,
make preparations. After the first three
months another of us will work with her.
But you'll be back periodically to assist her…"
"Fine… I suppose that can work out," said
Radditzu. He rested his hand at
Tomique's back. She nodded, then let him
lead her towards the room where there were spare suits of armor.
***
Son Goku arrived with her two sons then noticed Bulma and
Vegeta were arguing in the front lobby.
He waved, and said, "Hey guys, what's the problem. Don't tell me you're arguing again?"
"Son-kun, could you please tell this idiot that he's
gone too far!" Bulma snapped. Both Bohr and Fermi slid down from his
shoulders and stood at his sides. Their
eyes were wide, and Goku shook his head.
"Could we do this away from the kids?" asked Goku
quietly.
"Trunks! Come
here now, Son!" Vegeta shouted.
"You have company!"
"Hey that's a great idea!" Goku cheered up. "Bulma, Chichi's coming by later with
Goten, and she wondered if you wanted to go shopping?"
"Fine, I suppose I could use a break," Bulma
said. "Unlike SOME of us, I enjoy
the FINER things other than FIGHTING and training!"
"Don't whine to me!
If I didn't train, you'd all be DEAD!" Vegeta snarled.
"Humph," Bulma snorted turning around and forming
a pose identical to her husband's.
"Son-kun-san, they look like you and Auntie Chichi when
they argue," Bohr whispered.
"Are they angry at US or Mommy?" asked Fermi.
"No, they're just being grown ups. You know that your auntie Chichi and I fight
all the time, but we always get back together.
Married people argue a lot, just like normal friends do. It's just that if you don't forgive each
other that's when problems start," Goku leaned down to whisper into both
boys' ears.
A minute later, Trunks wandered out with his hands in his
pockets. Seeing the two boys, he gave a
grin. "Hey there, you guys finally got bored huh hanging around
Goten?"
"Nissan we're here to play with you!" Fermi said
as he rushed over to stand near Trunks.
"Son-kun-san said it was okay… Bulma-san can we?"
Bohr asked, looking up at Bulma.
"Okay I suppose that's fine. Trunks, could you take them into your room
for a while? Your Papa and I are having
a talk…"
"Oh yeah, I could hear it all the way down there,"
Trunks glared witheringly at his parents.
"Never you mind, Son," Vegeta barked. "Take Tomique's twins and occupy them
while I speak to Kakkarot and your mother.
I'll send for you when I'm done.
There's something we need to talk about later, man to man…"
"Okay Papa.
C'mon you guys, let's go play some video games…" Trunks said,
motioning for the twins to follow him.
They darted off after him, laughing as they waved goodbye to Goku.
"Um Vegeta… what's going on? Why'd you have Tomique call me?" he
asked.
"It's simple. I
need you to convince Piccolo to let me use the hyperbolic time chamber to train
Tomique," said Vegeta. "She's
not accustomed to her powers, and I refuse to let her go any longer without the
requisite third class training. And
since she's worried about bonding with her brats, I figured this was the best
solution…"
"That's a GREAT idea!" Goku brightened up. "Hear that boys, your mommy's gonna get
extra training, but she's going to be gone for only a short time!"
"What genius failed to mention is that he's going to
spend time in there with her! I can't
BELIEVE it… he never spends time with ME training. And now I'm supposed to not be jealous that
he's going to be alone with HER for three months?"
"Gosh Vegeta… what's my brother say?"
"It's just terrific!
You never took ME on a honeymoon, and now you're letting two of your
third class warriors, buck privates have three months of uninterrupted BLISS
while you didn't even TAKE me on a lousy honeymoon!" Bulma yelled.
"We were fighting cell, you infernal woman! What was I supposed to do, check into the
morgue and get you a slab next to mine?" Vegeta snarled.
"Look you two, that's great, but are you sure,"
asked Goku.
"We need you go ask Dende if we can use the room. Since you get along with anyone in that
disgustingly cheerful manner, you can do the asking!" Vegeta snorted.
"Well jeez Vegeta thanks, but you could ask him
yourself!" said Goku.
"I'd rather YOU made an idiot out of yourself if they
give me shit," Vegeta said.
"After all, they trust you. Kakkarot can do no wrong…"
"Okay, you got a deal," Goku said. "I'll just IM up there and ask them now
if you like. Then I'll be back when I've
got an answer. You want me to take
Radditzu and Tomique up there?"
"Fine. That
would be acceptable. Considering I wish
to keep the location secret from Nappa and the others…" said Vegeta.
"Good idea," Bulma sniffed.
"Why?" asked Goku.
"They ARE your warriors… unless…. You don't trust them do
you?"
"Nappa is obstinate.
He couldn't keep a secret to save his life unless it profited him. It's better to only tell him what he needs to
know… he's not KNOWN for his brains," Vegeta snorted. "And I don't wish Jeannie to know
either. She's going to look for every
excuse to harass Tomique and Radditzu.
And I can't let that interfere with my warriors or discipline…"
"So you're doing it to help them out. I knew you cared," Goku grinned,
elbowing Vegeta.
"Shut up, Kakkarot!
Just go and ask them… if you would?" Vegeta snorted.
"You didn't say the magic word!" Goku teased.
"Go ask them PLEASE, and be QUICK about it!"
Vegeta spat.
"It's not that hard. I'll be back, Vegeta," Goku
grinned and vanished with a touch of two fingers to his forehead.
"Now that's settled, I need to see if those two third
classes are ready yet," said Vegeta.
"Hem… we were still TALKING…" Bulma coughed.
"What now?" Vegeta snorted. "Are you still being a baby about
this?"
"I deserve a honeymoon, baka," she sniffed. "Is it THAT much to ask for your
WIFE?"
"Fine Woman, you'll get your honeymoon," Vegeta
sighed. "Now would you stop pouting
like a spoiled BRAT?"
"That's what we both are," she stuck her tongue
out at him. Vegeta rolled his eyes, and
moved over to grab Bulma and spin her around.
"You drive me crazy you idiotic female!" Vegeta
snarled. Bulma raised her hand to smack
him, but he caught her wrist in his gloved palm, smirking. She growled, fuming angry with steam all but
coming out her ears when Vegeta trapped her against his body. Sharply he turned his head to the side, and
grabbed the scruff of her neck. Bulma's
next angry scream was cut off as Vegeta kissed her hard. An angry squeal between their lips soon turned
into a sigh and a moan when her blue eyes closed. Her fingers soon latched into
his hair, grabbing handfuls of the spiked mass to tug onto it.
When she separated for breath she panted up at him, glaring
angrily at him. "That's fighting dirty, Vegeta…"
"Dirty is how you like it as I recall," he
smirked. "Now, we have a few
minutes before Kakkarot comes back, and those two lovebirds are ready. I suggest we use the time constructively
don't you?"
"Where and when, bud?"
"Now, and at 10,000 meters,' Vegeta grinned as he swept
her up in his arms. Bulma gasped,
clinging to her husband darting out the window of Capsule. A strake of blue fire rocketed up into the
clear skies, indicating Bulma and her Prince were finding time for a quickie.
***
Goten bounded into the playroom where Trunks swung his arms
in a series of katas. Clad in a blue gi
tied with red belt, Trunks flashed a punch before stopping it a centimeter from
Fermi's head. To his delight the boy did
not even flinch.
"Nice one. Now,
your turn, Bohr…" said Trunks.
"Goten-kun!" Bohr laughed, turning towards the
door. He and Goten mock hit one another,
then rolled over laughing and play hitting.
"Kids," Trunks snorted, turning to Fermi.
"I know. Little
brothers are SO embarrassing," Fermi snorted. "Even if we ARE two minutes apart…"
"He's still a toddler," Trunks grinned
knowingly. "Hey are you two DONE
yet? Hello?"
"Sorry Trunks I was just seeing how STRONG this guy
was!" Goten apologized, grabbing Bohr by the back of his orange gi. Both twins were clad in the same training
outfit as Goten was. Except their
undershirts were different colors.
Bohr's was a silky green with long sleeves, and Fermi's was yellow,
unlike Goten's.
"Now guys, let's spar.
Goten, you work with Bohr since you're still beating on each other, and
I'll take up with Fermi… winner gets to play my newest game…" Trunks
grinned. "And then maybe we can all
use my Papa's gravity room…"
"I dunno Trunks the last time we tried taking them in
there, your mom and mine flipped out!" Goten reminded him.
"C'mon, what does your mommy say?" Trunks asked
them.
"She says we should listen to Buruma-san and Auntie
Chichi-san," Bohr said.
"But she's not here, and we should listen to Nissan
Trunks-kun and Goten-kun," Fermi reminded him. "Remember? That's what Son-kun-sama said!"
"Right. And you
guys gotta do what I say cause I'm the oldest…" said Trunks with a wink.
"Isn't it because you're a Prince?" added
Fermi. "I mean your Daddy is the
Prince of all Saiyans, so that makes you one too…"
"C'mon Trunks you promised you wouldn't be a stuck up
dork!" Goten grumbled.
"My mommy says you shouldn't act like a jerk with your
power," Bohr pouted.
"But Uncle Raddish-san said we should do what
Bejita-sama says cause he's Royalty," Fermi returned, arms folded over his
chest. "Cause Mommy's a Saiyan
now."
"He's right," Trunks grinned.
"If you're a SAIYAN where's your tail!" Bohr
challenged.
"Good question," Fermi said. "But you don't remember the story,
silly!"
"I had a tail when I was born, but my Mom had it cut
off," said Trunks quickly.
"Right Goten?"
"Right Trunks.
My Mommy said the same thing. She
said there were enough monsters in the family," Goten grumbled.
"Your Mom sure talks too much," Trunks
snorted.
"It's not NICE to talk that way about Auntie
Chichi!" Bohr snapped at him.
"He's right," Fermi added. "Even if it IS true…"
"Fine, whatever.
Let's just go train okay?" Trunks said. "Sorry Goten-kun but your Mommy's wrong
about that. We're not monsters, we're Saiyans. If that scares her, it isn't OUR problem… so
don't let her bug you ever. She says
that again, you tell my Mom and she'll straighten her out!"
"Okay," Goten nodded.
"Ready Nissan?" asked Fermi, glancing at Trunks.
"Exactly. C'mon
guys… last one there's a rotten egg!
Race ya across the yard!" Trunks winked with a smirk that would do
his father proud. He leapt onto the
windowsill and rocketed off in a trail of blue ki. Fermi, Bohr, and Goten followed, leaving
purple and white trails respectively.
All of the signatures of the twin's ki were purple like their mother's
or their late father's.
***
Vegeta and Bulma landed in the yard, fixing one another's
hair. Vegeta wiped lipstick off his
mouth with the back of his glove, then helped Bulma fasten the buttons on her
shirt. She fixed the clips on his
armor. Both smiled at each other with a
satiated grin.
"Was that satisfactory?" Vegeta asked. He saw two purple streaks rocketing overhead,
tailing a white and a royal blue one.
"Uh huh, but you still owe me a honeymoon,
Geta-chan," she whispered. He
glanced up, shading his eyes with his hand.
"I see Trunks is training the brats with Kakkarot's
youngest child's help. Good,"
Vegeta nodded.
"They're so good with those boys. It's great to see them playing
together," Bulma said with a sigh.
"I guess I understand why you want to use the chamber. Tomique's feeling guilty about having to
spend so much time away from her sons…"
"Exactly. On
Vegetasei, two newly bonded mates spent three months together training to synch
their ki. Royals didn't, but second and
third class did. That's why I didn't
perform that ritual with you, Bulma. It
was out of protocol…"
"Still, I'm jealous…"
"There will be time for that later, I promise,
Bulma," Vegeta glanced meaningfully at her. "But now to the matter at hand…"
"But she's pregnant Vegeta…" Bulma swallowed
hard.
"Simple. If you
build a gestational tank…"
"No WAY!" Bulma yelled at him. "We're NOT doing that! We discussed it!"
"There's no need for that Sire, when I have a
solution," Cabernet interrupted.
"Begging your pardon…"
"You heard? How
much?" Vegeta asked her as she bowed.
"If you're worried about Tomique carrying her brats
during training, I could show her how to postpone her pregnancy. After all, I've had to do it at times… there's
no Gestational tanks in space. Besides
those aren't USED for third class or Royals… your Majesty…"
"Right," said Bejita. "Third class warriors were not given
priority as Elite were. And Royalty was
considered to be far stronger if they were carried full term. Naturally since the Queen and concubines were
not required to fight… that was the case.
Yet third class females if they conceived in space would prolong their
pregnancies. But is she capable
of…"
"I am," said Tomique, standing behind
Cabernet. "She's showed me
how…"
"Fine then. Are
you ready?" Vegeta glanced at her.
"Whenever you are.
Radditzu's getting our gear together, Sire," Tomique said.
"But I want to say goodbye to my boys first…"
"Trunks!" Vegeta yelled.
"Must you YELL!" Bulma winced. Trunks landed, shortly followed by his
retinue.
"Yeah Papa… is it time?" Trunks asked.
"Mommy, do you have to go so soon?" asked Bohr and
Fermi. She leaned down and hugged them
both hard.
"Mommy has to train and learn to use her new
powers," said Tomique, picking up Fermi on one hip, and Bohr on the other.
"So you can grow as strong as Son-kun and Bejita
sama?" asked Fermi.
"Well not THAT strong…"
"You take care of our mommy, Uncle Bejita-sama," Bohr
asked the Prince.
"Of course, boy," Vegeta said, glancing at
him. Tomique set her son down, and he
walked over to bow to the Prince.
"You promise?
Cause Trunks-kun said you'd be training her part of the time…" Bohr
said.
Sighing, Vegeta leaned down and picked the boy up
carefully. "A Prince keeps his
word, boy. You'd do well to remember
that…"
Bulma almost fell over seeing Vegeta pick up someone else's
child like that. Bohr rested his hand on
the Prince's shoulder and nodded stoically.
"All right Vegeta-sama. I
know you'll protect her. But what about
Uncle-Raddish… Radditzu?"
"He'll be with her," Vegeta said, and then set the
boy down. "Go to your mother. You don't have much time till we have to
leave…"
"Thank you, Vegeta-sama," Fermi said, sliding down
and bowing to him as well. Vegeta patted
the boy awkwardly on the head.
"Fine, enough of this.
You both say your good-byes while you can," Vegeta coughed gruffly.
Fermi nodded and darted behind his mom's leg.
He then brightened up and rushed over to where Radditzu strode out
carrying a large bundle over his shoulder.
"Uncle Radditzu, you'd better take care of our
mother," Fermi glanced up at him.
Radditzu leaned down and swept the boy easily on his shoulder.
"You have my word, young warrior. You don't even have to ask," he
said. Bohr held up his arms to be caught
up on Radditzu's other shoulder. Both of
them were tugging at his hair.
"Come back okay?
We'll miss you both," Bohr said as he pressed his cheek to
Radditzu's temple. Fermi patted him on
the back of the head.
"You help mom get strong okay?" Fermi nodded.
"Boys, don't hang on him, you know he HATES that!"
Tomique groaned.
"Aww Mom, relax!" Fermi shook his head. Radditzu transferred Fermi to his hip, and
kept Bohr sitting on his shoulders. He
wandered over to where she was watching with amusement, then knelt down before
Vegeta.
"Reporting for duty…"
"I see," Vegeta said, trying to keep a straight
face while Tomique's sons crawled over his warrior. "We're just waiting for that brother of
yours…"
"Yoo-hoo," Goku called, appearing out of nowhere
and startling Tomique and the others.
"I'll NEVER get used to that," Bulma gulped.
"Well Kakkarot?" Vegeta asked. Radditzu stood up, still holding Tomique's
children. Goku glanced at him, then
started to laugh.
"You see I was RIGHT!
They love you!" Goku grinned, pointing at him.
"Brother, what are you on about? We have to go… the Prince is waiting,"
Radditzu snorted impatiently.
"Yeah, what he said," Fermi glared at Goku. "What's so funny Son-kun-san?"
"Just you guys… this is a RIOT!" he laughed. Goten walked over and stood by his dad's
hip. Goku gave his son a hug, and then
wandered over to Vegeta.
"Why's he laughing at us?" Bohr asked Radditzu.
"He always does that, remember? You're the one who called him Funny
man," Fermi reminded him.
"It fits," Radditzu nodded to the two boys he
still carried effortlessly around.
"Enough frivolity.
Are we going to do this or not?" Vegeta glared at Goku.
"It's all set up," Goku grinned, giving the thumbs
up sign. "I can take them now if
you want…"
"Fine, then do so. But I shall go as well. Radditzu, Tomique, say your good-byes. It's time to leave…" said Vegeta.
"Farewell young warriors," Radditzu said, and put
both boys down. Reluctantly Bohr slid
down and they both went over to hug Tomique goodbye. She fought away tears, and Fermi clung to her
waist, not wanting to let go. Bohr broke
down into tears, hugging her leg.
Radditzu leaned down and grabbed Bohr up, holding the boy before him.
"I promise she won't' be harmed, you'll see. Now be brave, little warrior… just like I
said, remember?" Radditzu said firmly yet softly to him. "Can you do that?"
"Gosh guys, I'm only going to be gone a day…"
Tomique said, squeezing her other son.
"I know, but it stinks," said Fermi. "You'll be gone a whole year… and miss
us more!"
"C'mon guys, it's gonna be okay," Goku said,
taking Fermi from her. He sniffled,
drying his tears. Radditzu set his twin
down, and then Fermi let go of Goku.
"Go stand by Trunks now, that's a good boy…"
Tomique nodded. Sniffling, they nodded
and moved over by Goten and Trunks.
Radditzu slid his arm around Tomique's waist, and then Goku motioned for
them to stand close to him. Vegeta joined them, stoically crossing his arms and
facing out over his family. In seconds
they were gone.
"Mommy," Bohr sniffled. Bulma sighed and looked to Trunks and
Goten.
"Come on you guys, let's go get some ice cream. That will help pass the time… okay?" Bulma
said.
"Any flavor you want, think of it!" Goten nudged
Bohr, who was crying into his shoulder.
"Wow… any flavor?"
"You bet," said Trunks.
"Me first!" Fermi said, forgetting his tears. They rushed after Bulma; their sorrow put to
the side for a time.
***
Dende and Piccolo were waiting for the small party at Kami's
lookout. Seeing Goku, they nodded in
gretting. Radditzu felt Tomique's arm
tighten around his waist, so he increased his grip on her hip. While she had seen Namekians before when Piccolo
came to visit Goku, the other one was unfamiliar.
"Welcome to the Lookout, Tomique, Radditzu… it's nice
to meet you," Dende smiled.
"Thank you for letting us use the room guys…" said
Goku.
"Fine, you have my gratitude as well, but let's go
already," Vegeta said impatiently.
"Right this way," Dende said. "Follow me…"
Along the massive floating island they strode, watching
clouds go by. Inside the multiple rooms
they wandered, following Dende down several steps while Piccolo brought up the
rear. While they walked, Dende explained the room's workings to the
newcomers. "Goku and Vegeta
probably told you about the Hyperbolic Time Chamber… but there's some other
things you should be aware of…" he said.
"Such as?" Radditzu asked. "How do we find food in a sealed
environ, or is it provided automatically?"
"It's provided automatically. There's a pantry with jars of all kinds. They'll automatically replenish to match your
needs. There's also two beds, and a
shower, and other sanitation amenities," Dende explained.
"Only two of you can be in the room for any extended
period of time," said Piccolo.
"Why were you and Trunks and Goten able to be in there
at the same time?" asked Goku.
"Because Nameks don’t' need to EAT," Piccolo
snorted. "I can be in there
indefinitely. But the comforts and
demands of the room are more difficult to share among more than two at a
time…"
"You will be in simulated 10 times gravity at all
times," Vegeta took up the explanation.
"Both of you will spend three months acclimating to Vegetasei
standard environment. That should
strengthen your Saiyan powers to their maximum potential. You will spend the bulk of your time on basic
forms. After the first segment one of my
warriors will spend two weeks in rotation, followed by two weeks with your
mate. I shall come in from time to time
to test what you've learned, Tomique…"
"Great," she mumbled.
"I shall expect good progress of course. While someone else is with her Radditzu, you
will remain outside. It will only be a
few minutes for you, but you shall be able to tolerate the separation,"
said Vegeta.
"What about Tomique?" he asked.
"She'll be too busy fighting to miss you much,"
Vegeta said quietly.
"Here we are," Dende said. "The Hyperbolic Time Chamber, also known
as the Room of Spirit and Time…"
"Hyperbolic Time Chamber sounds cooler though,"
Goku laughed.
"Fine, let's do this.
Radditzu, Tomique, enter," said Vegeta. Dende placed his hand on the door, and it
slid open. Saying their farewells, they
both strode inside. Behind them the door
slid shut, and they were in another realm.
***
"Impressive," Radditzu said, folding his arms and
staring up at the high vaulted ceiling.
He felt the familiar tug of Vegetasei gravity, and tossed his bundle
down.
"Wow… can we use ki in here?" she asked, raising
her hand.
"Let's find out love," Radditzu smiled.
"That series of buildings over there must be the
amenities… I should like to see them and get settled in," she said. Radditzu nodded.
They scoped out the Spartan accommodations, noticing the
large double bed and bathtub in a one-room dwelling. A table and chairs sat by a large pantry
refrigerator. She opened it up to see
large jars covered and labeled with other things.
"I hope they have compatible food," Radditzu
grunted.
"Well, if I'm not mistaken these are garbonzo beans,
rice, and other foods that Goku likes.
So I'm sure I could find egg rolls…"
"This seems adequate.
I'm sure we'll be quite comfortable here," Radditzu said. Tomique
hugged herself, feeling a sense of forlornness.
"Alone for three months. It's so quiet," she whispered.
"It has certain advantages," Radditzu said. She leaned up and started taking off her
armor.
"I know we're in training, but do I have to wear this
armor the whole time?"
"No, you may wear what you like, or however little you
wish," Radditzu purred.
"You can drop the armor too, if you want. Cause I got a feeling it's going to be very
sweaty in here…" she laughed.
"I'm used to my armor though," he protested as she
reached up and pulled his scouter off.
"Nonsense, and let that gi that your brother gave you
go to waste? I want to see you in it…
please?"
"Very well if it will please you love," Radditzu
sighed dramatically, letting her undress him.
Moments later he wore the light workout pants. He grunted as he slid the red weighted shirt
over his body.
"It's weighted like your armor, Goku said. And he has boots and training weights. I know
armor's good, but even your prince doesn’t wear it 24 7," she said, fishing
out a set of violet gi that looked like something Chichi would wear. Radditzu admitted the high collared
sleeveless jacket and pink baggy training pants were better. He stacked his armor neatly on the bedside
table, then strode out with bare feet.
"The boots are here," she said, then put on a pair
of weighted boots that were equivalent to what her armor weighed. "Might as well step it up…"
"No doubt he'll increase the gravity here," said
Radditzu, coiling his tail around his waist just above his sash that held the
pants up. She fixed the bindings and
nodded. He had to admit the gi was
comfortable and did not hinder him.
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