Post by Deleted on Jun 16, 2016 1:32:23 GMT -5
(Thread Power Level: 4,109. Heavy Weights On, Weighted Power Level: 1,027)
The time spent on earth had been the greatest vacation Melonia had ever known, the planet was a wonderland compared to her home on Natto. Better still though, there was no oversight. She'd been free from the authority of Lie Shan Lan Dian and her Saiyan companions for some time now, free to explore the world and enjoy herself as need be. West city had become something of a temporary home in the wake of this leave of absence. It was the largest and most heavily populated location Melonia had yet found, and perhaps one of the most populated cities on the planet. More importantly though, it was busy, active, and ever vibrant. The streets packed with citizens going about their day, shops lined the busy boulevards and restaurants bustled in the traffic of the day.
Melonia was busy entertaining herself by doing absolutely nothing. It was almost comical, she'd gone from the rigid disciplinary lifestyle as a Saiyan Alliance Soldier to a carefree bum once they had arrived on Earth. She was rather enjoying herself, and she had found she was very good at being very lazy. The Saiyan beauty was for once not dressed in usual attire, having adopted some of Earth's customs and taken a liking to their fashion statements. It helped her blend in better, even if her Saiyan monkey tail gave away the woman's appearance to even the most cross eyed casual observer. It didn't phase Melonia much, she enjoyed it when earthlings questioned her about her Saiyan heritage, it made her feel rather important. Her ego was almost as large as some of her other features.
Hardly dressed to impress, Melonia was clad in clothing she could only describe as "comfy as hell." White and grey tennis shoes with short white socks graced her delicate feet. Her long toned legs and generous behind were graced by a pair of grey sweat pants that had the words "Juicy" written in big pink letters across the back. Melonia's midriff was bare, exposing the sun kissed skin of her svelte tummy. Her waist sumptuously thin and the woman's skin immaculately unblemished, utterly without flaw. A loose flowing crop top adorned Melonia's frame, with long sleeves and a sinfully low cut neckline that flaunted a deep valley of luscious cleavage. Melonia grinned as she got wide eyed grins from men and women alike, though for vastly different reasons. She done her hair up as the Saiyan normally did, the vast majority of it spiked upwards in a series of spire-like projections. The rest was tied off into a great thick ponytail that trailed down to mid-thigh. It swung like a flail as she walked, two extremely heavy weighted bracelets holding the hairstyle's shape. Each well over two tons of Nattoan maximum density polymer. It was the closest thing Melonia had done to real training since she arrived, and the heavy weighted bracelets at least kept her maintaining her current strength.
The Saiyaness had added a menagerie of earthling accessories to her personage in the last few weeks, all of which she greatly adored. Melonia had a designer purse she'd purchased from a high end department store, which was now filled to capacity with earthling cosmetics. A make up kit, lip gloss, eyeliner, chap stick, as well as a somewhat modest amount of Zeni the Saiyan beauty had been able to acquire. She'd won a Crane School tournament at one of the cities in the Southern Isles, and pocketed the winnings as cash rather than martial training. Zeni was more useful to her, it let her go on shopping sprees at her leisure. And if there was one girlish activity this proud, if not bubbly warrior enjoyed, it was shopping. Naturally that meant Melonia had gotten herself ready in the morning, donning her revealing summer outfit and immediately flying off for the city's bustling market districts.
Along the way Melonia couldn't help but feel somewhat sorry for the earthlings, so few of them knew how to master their Ki energy. They had no martial arts training, and thus, no ability to fly. On Natto almost all adults Saiyans had some level of military training, and thus near as many individuals walked from their destination to destination as they did fly. Vehicles were chiefly for industrial and commercial purposes, less so for civilian usage. But on earth it was the reverse. Everyone seemed to be driving a car or other vehicle and a good deal of personal airships fly eagerly through the busy skies above the city and winding through its busy streets. It was all quite the hive of activity, and Melonia paused to marvel it briefly as she touched down just outside a busy park. The green field covered in bright bushy trees and populated with playful young children and their watchful parents was a far cry from the busy city streets beyond, and Melonia drew a few wide eyed stares from young children as they watched her land. A couple cried out happily and pointed to her tail, coiled around her slim waist like a belt.
Melonia unraveled the appendage, smiling as she waved with her tail before walking off, leaving it swishing behind her lazily with each step. Making her way down the city streets the Saiyaness couldn't decide what to do with herself. She could go shopping, maybe catch one of the earthling's "movies" at a theater. Or get a bite to eat, maybe simply explore the city more. So many possibilities, Melonia was near besides herself with choices. One thing was certain though, the sun above was oppressively hot. It beat down with a thousand golden rays like a damned inferno, causing almost everyone exposed to it to sweat profusely. Melonia could also feel her furry tail beginning to sweat heavily, causing her to grimace in displeasure. Sweat trapped under a Saiyan tail tended to stink, heavily. She swished it harder through the air, trying to whisk free any accumulating perspiration that the sun might be coaxing to the surface.
Spotting a large colorful storefront, Melonia decided that inside was greatly preferable to being out in the hot sweltering sun. She stepped inside what appeared to be the large central atrium of a massive skyscraper spanning department store. Multiple escalators and a number of glass elevators carried the shoppers up to the higher floors, and large walkways spanned the open space in the center. Melonia let out a slow whistle, admiring the human's aptitude for large buildings. Weak as they may be, they certainly had an affinity for engineering on an industrial scale. Their major cities had been nothing to scoff at, with their tram lines and subways moving thousands of citizens with ease. Elevated highways and winding city streets that cut between well ordered blocks of towering buildings. It must be a terrible ordeal having to rebuild after any kind of destruction occurred, and Melonia paused to wonder how the humans managed such a feat.
Ultimately it mattered little, as the sounds and sights of the mall worked their allure into the woman. She could always do with more shopping, and the mall seemed to call out to her on that front. So Melonia made her way towards a nearby directory terminal to look at the map of the towering structure. A small crowd of other patrons were crowded around, and the Saiyaness hovered her body slightly into the air to look over them, gaining a better view. The first floor held little of what she wanted, mostly restaurants and quick in and out stores. There was a beach wear venue on the second level though that piqued her interest, and Melonia slipped out of the crowd, darting up into the air. She flew up to the second level, landing gracefully as she touched back down on a walkway. One woman gasped at the display, to which the Saiyan warrior only shrugged and nonchalantly continued her trip. Melonia made her way to the appropriately named store, "Teeny Bikini Emporium." The name alone made her chuckle, but the goofy inflatable summer sun character break dancing outside was what really drew her in.
Making her way into the store Melonia bee lined for the women's clothing section, giggling to herself like a giddy schoolgirl as she moved between the aisles. Her hands moved to dart between racks of clothing, looking for something that fit her figure and matched her favorite styles. One pieces, two pieces, it was so hard to choose. Melonia grabbed several suits, holding them up in front of her as she moved to a mirror. The first looked too small, she'd be spilling out of it for sure. The second suit looked rather unflattering upon further inspection, a great shame too, since Melonia rather enjoyed the color of the outfit more than the first. The third looked ok, though she wasn't terribly enthused the more she looked at it. The Saiyan couldn't place her finger on it, so she gathered the garments and returned to the displays.
Browsing another rack of clothing, Melonia found more choices in swim suit attire more to her liking. She'd decided against anything that was a one piece suit. Though it was admittedly more modest in appearance, there was no hole in the back for her tail. A proper string bikini would serve much better in that regard, and give the curvaceous Saiyan even more bare skin to flaunt when she wore it. Melonia rummaged through outfits, looking for one that would be just perfect for her. Eventually the object of her desires was revealed to her, and Melonia let out a light squeal of joy. It was perfect, stunning, flawless, unimaginably great. Well, the reality was more she was super excited to finally find something cute that properly fit her considerable assets. And so like an over eager schoolgirl Melonia nearly skipped off to the women's changing rooms in a state of pure glee.
Melonia quickly stripped down, tossing her personal effects onto a bench as she slipped into her potential purchase. The bikini in question was a deep violet hue, a shade darker than she favored for the under layer of her Saiyan battle armor, but well within what she preferred for her apparel. It clung to her curvaceous figure, flaunting every curve of her form, from her massive bust line to the Saiyan beauty's considerable rear to her prominent hips. Melonia smiled, running a hand down her flanks as she inspected her appearance in a floor to ceiling mirror. "It's perfect!" She said out loud, thinking even Jie Shan Lan Dian and Kinoko's heads would turn in sight of her at the beach. It even cut low enough on her back that Melonia's tail was unimpeded, happily swishing where it connected to her body several inches above the top of her bikini bottoms.
Quickly changing back into her original attire, Melonia had a cheerful grin spread wide on her heart shaped face. Today was proving to be a rather good day, she wondered what other good fortunes would ensue. As Melonia made her way to the checkout counter she spotted a sunglasses kiosk that called out to her like a lifelong friend. There she saw the most perfect pair of sunglasses she'd ever laid eyes on. Aviator style with black colored frames, she had to have them, they were simply too fashionable to ignore. Melonia tried them on and instantly fell in love. Quickly tossing the addition in with the rest of her purchase, Melonia returned to her spot at the back of the check out line. Happily humming a Saiyan war tune to herself as she waited in her place in the queue, the young Saiyaness reach into her purse and withdrew her check book. When Melonia's turn to pay came she quickly wrote out the check, all the while a smile on her face.
As the shopping Saiyan left the store she mused on what she'd do next on this marvelous day. A rumble in her belly answered for her. "I'm hungry..." She said numbly, looking around for some kind of restaurant or place to eat. The entire floor seemed to be nothing but clothing stores, so Melonia was forced to walk on, looking for another directory kiosk. When she finally found one the Saiyaness let out a sigh of relief. Leaning in to inspect it she traced her slender finger over the map of the layer. "Hmm... no food here." She muttered, moving to the floor above her on the map. That also proved fruitless, though the next level revealed a large food court in its center. Melonia's face lit up and she immediately flew skyward, much to the surprise of several nearby shoppers. Darting up two stories at lightning speed, Melonia dashed down the upper level to head down a long walkway.
Before he was laid out a massive food court, hundreds of shoppers buying their lunches and sitting around at numerous booths and tables enjoying their meals while chatting about their day. Melonia happily walked through the crowds, looking for a venue to wet her appetite. "So much to choose from..." She muttered to herself. Truly it seemed there were dozens of different styles of earthling cuisine, ranging from everything from soups to burgers to dishes prepared with noodles and rice. Melonia made her way to one of the more popular lines, the self proclaimed "Burger Joint" emblazoned on the vibrant neon sign. "Hello." She said sweetly as she finally approached the counter. "I've never eaten here before, what's good on your menu?" The Cashier was a young man, barely old enough to be an academy recruit back on Natto. He blinked twice, gaze locked on Melonia's generous bust before it drifted upwards to properly meet her eyes.
"I um... I... wow... Well." At young man stammered through his words while Melonia merely held her innocent expression, his face turned flush as the man struggled to find his words. "Well. The deluxe value meal is a really good deal, it comes with a burger, fries, and a shake." He gestured to the menu, apparently the concoction was a number six. "Alright. That sounds pretty good." Melonia replied. "But what's a burger? Or any of that for the matter." Earthling food was still foreign and exotic to her, up until now she'd played it safe with noodled dishes and other relatively simple meals. The cashier gave her a look like she was from another world, finally noticing her tail his joy nearly dropped. "You're one of those space monkeys! The ones that shoot lasers out of their hands!" He remarked with a gasp. Melonia giggled, summoning a pink ball of Ki. "I guess I am, never been called a space monkey though." The Saiyan woman replied coyly, still eagerly eyeing the menu. "So I'm still unsure what exactly I'm ordering. Enlighten me?"
The young male at the cash register cleared his throat to speech. "Well, our deluxe bacon burger is two butter milk buns with a quarter pound burger of ground beef seared between them. It also has three different types of cheese slices, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and four strips of hickory smoked bacon as well as a generous ratio of barbecue sauce. French fries are thinly sliced potatoes that we deep fat fry and then heavily salt. And a milkshake is just ice cream, chocolate syrup, and brownie chunks." Melonia stood in abject silence following the man's words. She only understood about a quarter of what he said, but it sounded absolutely delicious. "I'll take it!" She said without an once of hesitation, practically salivating at the lips. "It sounds amazing, how much will that be?" Melonia quickly reached for her purse and paid the cashier with all haste.
As she finished the young Saiyan beauty was instructed to take a number in the order queue. She grabbed from the pull tab, getting lucky number thirteen. At that Melonia wandered off to find a booth to occupy. which was a simple enough task. She found one with a lovely view of the large fountain at the center of the food court that was reasonably close to the Burger Joint from where she had ordered her meal. The Saiyaness pulled out her communicator, seeing if there were any messages of note from the rest of the Saiyan Alliance member on earth. She sighed when the device read zero new messages, it wasn't unexpected. It's just that she was cruelly aware that as the freshest recruit on the Counselor's task force, she was very much the smallest fish in a rather large pond. She'd need to begin rectifying that, and soon. There was no point in her remaining here if she wasn't fit and ready for battle.
While Melonia was busy musing on her predicament she drifted off lazily into day dreaming. Her companions were so powerful, able to become Super Saiyans with extreme ease. She wondered what it felt like, knowing that legendary power. She longed for it, craved it. The warrior knew it would be hers someday too, but she must work harder for it than she ever had before. It gave her a goal, filled her with pride. The Super Saiyan states were the pinnacle of her heritage, a more legendary state of being than even the universally feared and respected Great Apes. Faster and stronger by a hundred fold, with none of the weaknesses inherent in the Great Ape. To think no relying on Blutz Waves to trigger the transformation, no worry about losing one's tail to halt the transformation, and keeping one's mental clarity without becoming little more than a mindless beast. That and, Melonia was secretly adoring the day she could stylize her attire for her golden blonde hair.
Part way through her musings Melonia's food arrived, a server approaching with the meal in hand on a platter. The server set down her tray, wishing her a good day and a tasty meal, all while sneaking a glance down the woman's shirt. Melonia snapped back to attention, having been lost in her dream world for who knows how long. She thanked the server profusely for the meal, waving him off as he left, before gazing down at her food. The burger was steaming, it looked fresh off the grill. The fries looked delicious, cooked to a golden color out of whatever plant the cashier had said they were. And the drink... what was that one called? The milkshake, it looked pretty good too she guessed, in the sense that the cup it came in looked nice. Melonia couldn't actually see the contents of her drink without first taking off the lid on top. She did so immediately, just out of curiosity.
Inside was a strange liquid, it was very cold, radiating its icy temperature on her face as she gaze down at the contents of the cup. Barely a liquid, so thick it moved like sludge at the probings of a straw, Melonia wondered why the earthlings enjoyed such a drink. It could hardly be called one, more of a slurry truthfully, maybe a porridge if it wasn't so cold. The entire concoction was a deep grey color, it was close to the least appetizing shade the Saiyan could imagine in a beverage. Melonia dipped a finger into the milkshake, pulling out a glob of the substance on the tip of her finger. She raised it quickly to her nose, giving it a quick whiff. It certainly smelled good, that much was certain, but how did it taste?
Melonia opened wide and placed the ice cream coated finger into her waiting mouth. Past rosy full lips as she licked her tongue over the substance, licking her finger clean as her eyes went wide with delight. "Wow..." She said simply, nearly in shock. "Earthings really do know how to cook..." The Saiyaness whispered under her breath, looking around at the other patrons enjoying their own meals. They acted like the food was nothing special... was this how all earthlings ate? Maybe, Melonia mused, the food at the Saiyan Academy had simply been so horrible she'd just forgotten what decent cooking actually tasted like. Either way, the meal before he was delicious so far, and the Saiyan decided she best save the creamy sugary drink for last. She had other dishes to sample after all.
Next came the french fries, which were actually piping hot. Melonia grabbed a couple, holding them aloft. They were strange little foods, why earthlings liked cooking rectangles she couldn't hazard a guess. Maybe the plant they were cut from grew that shape. Oh well, it was hardly worth the notion to think about. Melonia tossed the french fries into her mouth, chewing them lightly as a content expression crossed her heart shaped face. The fries were delicious, salty and not too crunchy. It was heavenly, she was quite glad she had many more to eat. But the burger was next, and by far the flagship of this meal. It was...very large, all things considered. From the buns to the meat, to the sheer number of toppings, no man could proclaim any part of this meal was "small."
Melonia lifted the culinary confection with both hands, bringing its warm close to her face. She opened wide, taking a large bite. Immediately feeling a rush of flavors and taste sensations. It was simply amazing, like nothing she'd ever eaten. From the barbecue sauce, rich yet sweet, to the savoriness of the meat, dripping with greasy fat. Even the buns were amazing, and the melted cheeses throughout. Most of all though the smoked meat the garnished the center... bacon the cashier had called it. Bacon was orgasmic, a burst of flavor like nothing Melonia had never known. She took another bit, just to make sure it wasn't some trick or illusion. Once more her mother was flooded with flavor, the Saiyaness could scarcely believe it. She chewed slowly, savoring each morsel of her delectable meal. It was ravishing, and Melonia could hardly contain her excitedness at her feast.
The Saiyan beauty fought against her instincts to wolf down the meal as fast as physically possible. She ate slowly, in measured bites making sure to chew each as thoroughly as she could. Every bite was a blessing to be savored, utterly scrumptious as she continued her drawn out meal. Mixing up bites of the burger with bites from her fries, Melonia was on cloud nine, lost in her own little world known only as flavor. She kept eating at her steady pace, enjoying the food more than any that had come before. She was going to find this recipe, and maybe take some of the animals and plants back home to Natto. With any luck they'd flourish, if the terrosaurs and the carnitoxes didn't kill them first. Then she'd have her own burgers, complete with fries. Melonia was ten steps ahead of herself as she worked away at her meal.
It was saddening to see her meal diminishing as Melonia drew near to finishing it. Her once sufficient pile of french fries now dwindling to a few stragglers that sat sadly by themselves. Her burger all but devoured, only a few bits of stray lettuce remaining behind. Only the shake remained, having melted slightly within its cup. Melonia decided to take that to go, lifting up her tray and walking over to a garbage receptacle. She dumped away the contents of her meal in the waste bin, coiling her tail around the milkshake to hold it's frigid surface against a warm layer of fur. At that the woman retrieved her purse and shopping bag, departing for new adventures on her lazy day off.
"Where to next?" Melonia mused to herself as she set off down through the mall. The floor she was currently on was dominated utterly by the food court. It must have serviced thousands of patrons at once, and left little room for anything else. The young Saiyan beauty made her way down the lavishly adorned central walkway back towards the center of the building. That was where the easiest vertical access to the other floors lay. On the way the Saiyan casually window shopped the confectioneries, bakeries, and grocers that dotted the sides of the path. The entire place smelled of sweets and baked it goods, it was heavenly, and even though Melonia had already eaten she felt like she could just buy a bit more.
Melonia suppressed such thoughts and soldiered onward, nimbly navigating through the busy crowds of earthlings. From groups of humans to a family of bear-men to some dog people and even stranger anthropomorphic beings. All the while the young Saiyan warrior continued to eagerly sip at her milkshake, holding it contently in a coil of her furry brown prehensile tail. She enjoyed having a tail, it was marvelously helpful for menial tasks. Bit of a nuisance in battle, and potentially a huge liability. When the time came she'd need to train out the weakness from it, otherwise she'd have a glaring exploit for her future opponents to abuse. Until then though, she'd happily make use of the appendage as is. It served its purpose, and it served it rather well.
It didn't take long for Melonia to make her way back towards the elevators and the large open atrium towards the front of the floor. She felt exceptionally lazy, not much inclined to fly or jump down to the lower levels. So the Saiyan beauty simply got in like with everyone else, making her way for the down escalator and sipping her drink as she escalated downwards to the lower levels. Tail still clutching milkshake as she worked at finishing the last bit of the drink. It truly was delicious, even though it had thoroughly melted within its cup. Melonia didn't much mind, even a semi warm milkshake was still one of the most delicious drinks she'd ever had. She greedily sucked down the last few drops in loud slurping sounds, ignoring the annoyed look from the woman behind her on the escalator as she finished the drink.
When Melonia reached the bottom she deftly tossed the empty container aside, landing perfectly within a trash can at the side of the landing. Making her way back to a map kiosk she sought to see if there was anything else she needed from this particular building before she left. Further inspection revealed none of the stores had anything remotely useful for the Saiyan beyond the empty promise of more clothing shopping. She could shop for clothing whenever, she had more important tasks to go for. So without further adieu Melonia made her way outside. Returning to the warm West City streets the woman arched her back, giving a glorious stretch before she began her brisk walk. She was in the mood to walk, flying didn't afford her the same kind of personal experience as the city streets did.
Walking down main street Melonia took stock of her surroundings, she had brought he armor with her, she had a special purpose for it in mind. What she needed was some kind of martial arts school, she'd seen the Crane School dojo in the southern isles, hopefully there was something similar here. As she walked the streets Melonia saw a large park not much further down the way, it seemed rather odd, standing alone like that right in the middle of such a gigantic city. But, maybe the earthlings had different design philosophies than the Saiyans back home on Natto did, who could be sure without asking after all. Melonia couldn't help but notice the park was fenced off as well, which she deemed to be equally strange. None the less, she proceeded to walk towards the gates, pushing them open and heading towards the large structure in the center.
On a tall hill at the center of the park stood a large building, clearly a martial arts dojo of some marked stature upon closer inspection. Melonia began to get excited, this was precisely the kind of place she was looking for. She dashing up the stairs, landing gracefully with poise and finesse at the top of the stairs. Two huge stone statues of great feline beasts stood vigil over the doors, and Melonia gazed up to read the sign above the door. "Grand Tiger Martial Arts Institution. Neat..." With that she pushed open the towering entrance doors and stepped her way calmly inside. Her purse and her shopping bag still clutched in hand, whistling to herself as she looked upon the marvelous interior.
With the dojo were towering pillars of mahogany hard wood, great tiled floors and dozens of banisters and tapestries flaunting the heraldry of the self proclaimed tiger school. It was all rather impressive, and expensive looking. This filled Melonia with a good deal of hope, seeing as it meant the martial arts school likely produced top quality work. A large fountain with a crystal tiger stood dead at center of the opulent room, water pouring forth up from its mouth as it stood outstretched in a powerful roar. It was a grandiose display, all things considered, and lesser beasts were carved into the statue crushed beneath its paws. Behind the statue was a welcoming desk of sorts, and behind it sat a clerk of some odd description. Melonia began walking quietly towards the man, her tennis shoes clicking on the tiled floor with each and every step of her delicate feet.
The man behind the desk was of a notably burly sort. He stood well over six and half feet tall, and very nearly twice as broad as Melonia. His head was bald, clearly shaven does as a feint hint of stubble could be seen where his hair was attempting to grow back. His face was even more hairless, clean shaven like his head save for great bushy eyebrows. Though in place of a beard the clerk had large black tiger stripes tattooed across his face. It looked rather fearsome, if not for the fact Melonia could hazard his power level at rough sixty five. The man had a rather square head, and a hard beak like nose. His mouth seemed to be in a perpetual scowl as he busily scratched at some paperwork. Melonia couldn't help but chuckle at the juxtaposition of a hardened warrior doing office busy work as she drew close.
So engrossed in his work was the man he didn't even hear Melonia arrive. She rang a small bell on his greeting desk, causing the hulking fighter to jolt upright in his seat. "Oh crap you scared me!" He said as his eyes leveled to meet hers. "Anyways... I'm sorry miss but..." The man's eyes ran up and down Melonia's curvaceous body, clad in it's revealing and rather laid back attire. "But I think you might have the wrong place, you see this is a martial arts school." Melonia grinned, ignoring the man's words save for a few. "Good, then I do have the right place. I was looking to see if I could contract a service of your dojo. Do you train with weighted clothing here..." She almost added the phrase "On earth" to her sentence, but it would be easier to simply omit that for now.
"Oh." The man stated simply, noting as Melonia's face changed from playfully innocent to rather serious in an instant. "Well, in that case yes we do in fact. The Grand Tiger Dojo offers a number of services for weight training clothing options. I'm sure this is a purchase for...your boyfriend, no? Husband perhaps? We don't see many women around here unless they are shopping for their significant other." Melonia let out a giggle, sighing and reaching into her purse. She pulled out her Saiyan Battle Armor, neatly folded and shrunken down to a minuscule size. "Well sir, actually this was a request for me. I was hoping you could retailor my battle armor to your highest weight category. I was thinking something close to ten tons, more if you can manage." Melonia shook out the garment, stretching it to its normal Saiyanesque dimensions before turning it over to the man and laying it down on the rest.
The clerk blinded dimly, looking at Melonia then back to her armor, then back again to her. He raised a finger and opened his mouth to speak, immediately closing it as he considered his words. "Battle...armor?" Was all he managed to say, clearly dumbfounded by the woman and her attire. "Yup. High density Nattoan Saiyan battle armor. Elite model, standard sizing, with uparmored chest plating. Now, do you think you can weight my outfit or no?" Melonia said rather matter of factly, leaning in over the table as her tail swished eagerly behind her. "Yes, of course." The man stated again, grabbing the armor off the counter and punching numbers hastily into his computer. He caught sight of Melonia's long monkey tail and seemed to notice what that implied, working even more hastily. "I just need some contact information and a name, and we'll get to work on processing your order as quickly as possible." The man rung up a tab, handing over a form for Melonia to sigh.
The Saiyaness quickly took the form in hand and wrote in the pertinent contact information in the associated headers, all in her swirling girlish handwriting. She dotted her I's with little hearts and connected many of her letters with curly ques as she wrote. Adding a residence was a bit annoying, as she had no permanent home on earth. That fact may need future rectifying, but that was a problem for another day. For now Melonia just needed to check this item off her list of tasks. She smiled as she signed her name on the dotted line, completing the form and handing it back over to the warrior before her. "All done, is there anything else before I go?" She asked sweetly, giving the clerk a teasing look and a devilish grin. "No ma'am." Came a quick reply, "This should be everything. Please, the Grand Tiger Dojo thanks you for your business. We'll notify you within an hour of your order being filly processed."
Melonia smiled, turning on her heels to depart. Lazily waving a goodbye as she walked down the length of the dojo, prominent hips swaying lusciously with every step of long toned legs. As the buxom Saiyaness reached the towering doors of the dojo she bumped them open with a good smack from her hips. Stepping through she was once more greeted by the warm sun of the now setting sun. Melonia couldn't help but smile, looking around briefly at the park around her and the city beyond that. Earth truly wasn't that bad of a place. She could get used to living here, at least for the short term. There was so much to see and do, the Saiyan warrior had no doubt she'd easily be able to keep herself entertained. After all, there was a good deal more shopping to be done and places to see.
And so with that Melonia sped off once more into the earth skies. Darting through the winding city streets she zipped past the post work traffic as the untold thousands of busy earthlings hurried about getting home following their long days at the office. It was nice being able to avoid that kind of congestion, though even the skies above were heavily crowded with all manner of flying vehicles. From small one person jets to large vtols and helicopters, even a fair number of planes. Melonia sped through the air at several hundred miles an hour, wrapped in her brilliant aura of deep violet Ki energy. Zooming back towards the space ships that had become her temporary home.
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The time spent on earth had been the greatest vacation Melonia had ever known, the planet was a wonderland compared to her home on Natto. Better still though, there was no oversight. She'd been free from the authority of Lie Shan Lan Dian and her Saiyan companions for some time now, free to explore the world and enjoy herself as need be. West city had become something of a temporary home in the wake of this leave of absence. It was the largest and most heavily populated location Melonia had yet found, and perhaps one of the most populated cities on the planet. More importantly though, it was busy, active, and ever vibrant. The streets packed with citizens going about their day, shops lined the busy boulevards and restaurants bustled in the traffic of the day.
Melonia was busy entertaining herself by doing absolutely nothing. It was almost comical, she'd gone from the rigid disciplinary lifestyle as a Saiyan Alliance Soldier to a carefree bum once they had arrived on Earth. She was rather enjoying herself, and she had found she was very good at being very lazy. The Saiyan beauty was for once not dressed in usual attire, having adopted some of Earth's customs and taken a liking to their fashion statements. It helped her blend in better, even if her Saiyan monkey tail gave away the woman's appearance to even the most cross eyed casual observer. It didn't phase Melonia much, she enjoyed it when earthlings questioned her about her Saiyan heritage, it made her feel rather important. Her ego was almost as large as some of her other features.
Hardly dressed to impress, Melonia was clad in clothing she could only describe as "comfy as hell." White and grey tennis shoes with short white socks graced her delicate feet. Her long toned legs and generous behind were graced by a pair of grey sweat pants that had the words "Juicy" written in big pink letters across the back. Melonia's midriff was bare, exposing the sun kissed skin of her svelte tummy. Her waist sumptuously thin and the woman's skin immaculately unblemished, utterly without flaw. A loose flowing crop top adorned Melonia's frame, with long sleeves and a sinfully low cut neckline that flaunted a deep valley of luscious cleavage. Melonia grinned as she got wide eyed grins from men and women alike, though for vastly different reasons. She done her hair up as the Saiyan normally did, the vast majority of it spiked upwards in a series of spire-like projections. The rest was tied off into a great thick ponytail that trailed down to mid-thigh. It swung like a flail as she walked, two extremely heavy weighted bracelets holding the hairstyle's shape. Each well over two tons of Nattoan maximum density polymer. It was the closest thing Melonia had done to real training since she arrived, and the heavy weighted bracelets at least kept her maintaining her current strength.
The Saiyaness had added a menagerie of earthling accessories to her personage in the last few weeks, all of which she greatly adored. Melonia had a designer purse she'd purchased from a high end department store, which was now filled to capacity with earthling cosmetics. A make up kit, lip gloss, eyeliner, chap stick, as well as a somewhat modest amount of Zeni the Saiyan beauty had been able to acquire. She'd won a Crane School tournament at one of the cities in the Southern Isles, and pocketed the winnings as cash rather than martial training. Zeni was more useful to her, it let her go on shopping sprees at her leisure. And if there was one girlish activity this proud, if not bubbly warrior enjoyed, it was shopping. Naturally that meant Melonia had gotten herself ready in the morning, donning her revealing summer outfit and immediately flying off for the city's bustling market districts.
Along the way Melonia couldn't help but feel somewhat sorry for the earthlings, so few of them knew how to master their Ki energy. They had no martial arts training, and thus, no ability to fly. On Natto almost all adults Saiyans had some level of military training, and thus near as many individuals walked from their destination to destination as they did fly. Vehicles were chiefly for industrial and commercial purposes, less so for civilian usage. But on earth it was the reverse. Everyone seemed to be driving a car or other vehicle and a good deal of personal airships fly eagerly through the busy skies above the city and winding through its busy streets. It was all quite the hive of activity, and Melonia paused to marvel it briefly as she touched down just outside a busy park. The green field covered in bright bushy trees and populated with playful young children and their watchful parents was a far cry from the busy city streets beyond, and Melonia drew a few wide eyed stares from young children as they watched her land. A couple cried out happily and pointed to her tail, coiled around her slim waist like a belt.
Melonia unraveled the appendage, smiling as she waved with her tail before walking off, leaving it swishing behind her lazily with each step. Making her way down the city streets the Saiyaness couldn't decide what to do with herself. She could go shopping, maybe catch one of the earthling's "movies" at a theater. Or get a bite to eat, maybe simply explore the city more. So many possibilities, Melonia was near besides herself with choices. One thing was certain though, the sun above was oppressively hot. It beat down with a thousand golden rays like a damned inferno, causing almost everyone exposed to it to sweat profusely. Melonia could also feel her furry tail beginning to sweat heavily, causing her to grimace in displeasure. Sweat trapped under a Saiyan tail tended to stink, heavily. She swished it harder through the air, trying to whisk free any accumulating perspiration that the sun might be coaxing to the surface.
Spotting a large colorful storefront, Melonia decided that inside was greatly preferable to being out in the hot sweltering sun. She stepped inside what appeared to be the large central atrium of a massive skyscraper spanning department store. Multiple escalators and a number of glass elevators carried the shoppers up to the higher floors, and large walkways spanned the open space in the center. Melonia let out a slow whistle, admiring the human's aptitude for large buildings. Weak as they may be, they certainly had an affinity for engineering on an industrial scale. Their major cities had been nothing to scoff at, with their tram lines and subways moving thousands of citizens with ease. Elevated highways and winding city streets that cut between well ordered blocks of towering buildings. It must be a terrible ordeal having to rebuild after any kind of destruction occurred, and Melonia paused to wonder how the humans managed such a feat.
Ultimately it mattered little, as the sounds and sights of the mall worked their allure into the woman. She could always do with more shopping, and the mall seemed to call out to her on that front. So Melonia made her way towards a nearby directory terminal to look at the map of the towering structure. A small crowd of other patrons were crowded around, and the Saiyaness hovered her body slightly into the air to look over them, gaining a better view. The first floor held little of what she wanted, mostly restaurants and quick in and out stores. There was a beach wear venue on the second level though that piqued her interest, and Melonia slipped out of the crowd, darting up into the air. She flew up to the second level, landing gracefully as she touched back down on a walkway. One woman gasped at the display, to which the Saiyan warrior only shrugged and nonchalantly continued her trip. Melonia made her way to the appropriately named store, "Teeny Bikini Emporium." The name alone made her chuckle, but the goofy inflatable summer sun character break dancing outside was what really drew her in.
Making her way into the store Melonia bee lined for the women's clothing section, giggling to herself like a giddy schoolgirl as she moved between the aisles. Her hands moved to dart between racks of clothing, looking for something that fit her figure and matched her favorite styles. One pieces, two pieces, it was so hard to choose. Melonia grabbed several suits, holding them up in front of her as she moved to a mirror. The first looked too small, she'd be spilling out of it for sure. The second suit looked rather unflattering upon further inspection, a great shame too, since Melonia rather enjoyed the color of the outfit more than the first. The third looked ok, though she wasn't terribly enthused the more she looked at it. The Saiyan couldn't place her finger on it, so she gathered the garments and returned to the displays.
Browsing another rack of clothing, Melonia found more choices in swim suit attire more to her liking. She'd decided against anything that was a one piece suit. Though it was admittedly more modest in appearance, there was no hole in the back for her tail. A proper string bikini would serve much better in that regard, and give the curvaceous Saiyan even more bare skin to flaunt when she wore it. Melonia rummaged through outfits, looking for one that would be just perfect for her. Eventually the object of her desires was revealed to her, and Melonia let out a light squeal of joy. It was perfect, stunning, flawless, unimaginably great. Well, the reality was more she was super excited to finally find something cute that properly fit her considerable assets. And so like an over eager schoolgirl Melonia nearly skipped off to the women's changing rooms in a state of pure glee.
Melonia quickly stripped down, tossing her personal effects onto a bench as she slipped into her potential purchase. The bikini in question was a deep violet hue, a shade darker than she favored for the under layer of her Saiyan battle armor, but well within what she preferred for her apparel. It clung to her curvaceous figure, flaunting every curve of her form, from her massive bust line to the Saiyan beauty's considerable rear to her prominent hips. Melonia smiled, running a hand down her flanks as she inspected her appearance in a floor to ceiling mirror. "It's perfect!" She said out loud, thinking even Jie Shan Lan Dian and Kinoko's heads would turn in sight of her at the beach. It even cut low enough on her back that Melonia's tail was unimpeded, happily swishing where it connected to her body several inches above the top of her bikini bottoms.
Quickly changing back into her original attire, Melonia had a cheerful grin spread wide on her heart shaped face. Today was proving to be a rather good day, she wondered what other good fortunes would ensue. As Melonia made her way to the checkout counter she spotted a sunglasses kiosk that called out to her like a lifelong friend. There she saw the most perfect pair of sunglasses she'd ever laid eyes on. Aviator style with black colored frames, she had to have them, they were simply too fashionable to ignore. Melonia tried them on and instantly fell in love. Quickly tossing the addition in with the rest of her purchase, Melonia returned to her spot at the back of the check out line. Happily humming a Saiyan war tune to herself as she waited in her place in the queue, the young Saiyaness reach into her purse and withdrew her check book. When Melonia's turn to pay came she quickly wrote out the check, all the while a smile on her face.
As the shopping Saiyan left the store she mused on what she'd do next on this marvelous day. A rumble in her belly answered for her. "I'm hungry..." She said numbly, looking around for some kind of restaurant or place to eat. The entire floor seemed to be nothing but clothing stores, so Melonia was forced to walk on, looking for another directory kiosk. When she finally found one the Saiyaness let out a sigh of relief. Leaning in to inspect it she traced her slender finger over the map of the layer. "Hmm... no food here." She muttered, moving to the floor above her on the map. That also proved fruitless, though the next level revealed a large food court in its center. Melonia's face lit up and she immediately flew skyward, much to the surprise of several nearby shoppers. Darting up two stories at lightning speed, Melonia dashed down the upper level to head down a long walkway.
Before he was laid out a massive food court, hundreds of shoppers buying their lunches and sitting around at numerous booths and tables enjoying their meals while chatting about their day. Melonia happily walked through the crowds, looking for a venue to wet her appetite. "So much to choose from..." She muttered to herself. Truly it seemed there were dozens of different styles of earthling cuisine, ranging from everything from soups to burgers to dishes prepared with noodles and rice. Melonia made her way to one of the more popular lines, the self proclaimed "Burger Joint" emblazoned on the vibrant neon sign. "Hello." She said sweetly as she finally approached the counter. "I've never eaten here before, what's good on your menu?" The Cashier was a young man, barely old enough to be an academy recruit back on Natto. He blinked twice, gaze locked on Melonia's generous bust before it drifted upwards to properly meet her eyes.
"I um... I... wow... Well." At young man stammered through his words while Melonia merely held her innocent expression, his face turned flush as the man struggled to find his words. "Well. The deluxe value meal is a really good deal, it comes with a burger, fries, and a shake." He gestured to the menu, apparently the concoction was a number six. "Alright. That sounds pretty good." Melonia replied. "But what's a burger? Or any of that for the matter." Earthling food was still foreign and exotic to her, up until now she'd played it safe with noodled dishes and other relatively simple meals. The cashier gave her a look like she was from another world, finally noticing her tail his joy nearly dropped. "You're one of those space monkeys! The ones that shoot lasers out of their hands!" He remarked with a gasp. Melonia giggled, summoning a pink ball of Ki. "I guess I am, never been called a space monkey though." The Saiyan woman replied coyly, still eagerly eyeing the menu. "So I'm still unsure what exactly I'm ordering. Enlighten me?"
The young male at the cash register cleared his throat to speech. "Well, our deluxe bacon burger is two butter milk buns with a quarter pound burger of ground beef seared between them. It also has three different types of cheese slices, lettuce, tomatoes, onions, and four strips of hickory smoked bacon as well as a generous ratio of barbecue sauce. French fries are thinly sliced potatoes that we deep fat fry and then heavily salt. And a milkshake is just ice cream, chocolate syrup, and brownie chunks." Melonia stood in abject silence following the man's words. She only understood about a quarter of what he said, but it sounded absolutely delicious. "I'll take it!" She said without an once of hesitation, practically salivating at the lips. "It sounds amazing, how much will that be?" Melonia quickly reached for her purse and paid the cashier with all haste.
As she finished the young Saiyan beauty was instructed to take a number in the order queue. She grabbed from the pull tab, getting lucky number thirteen. At that Melonia wandered off to find a booth to occupy. which was a simple enough task. She found one with a lovely view of the large fountain at the center of the food court that was reasonably close to the Burger Joint from where she had ordered her meal. The Saiyaness pulled out her communicator, seeing if there were any messages of note from the rest of the Saiyan Alliance member on earth. She sighed when the device read zero new messages, it wasn't unexpected. It's just that she was cruelly aware that as the freshest recruit on the Counselor's task force, she was very much the smallest fish in a rather large pond. She'd need to begin rectifying that, and soon. There was no point in her remaining here if she wasn't fit and ready for battle.
While Melonia was busy musing on her predicament she drifted off lazily into day dreaming. Her companions were so powerful, able to become Super Saiyans with extreme ease. She wondered what it felt like, knowing that legendary power. She longed for it, craved it. The warrior knew it would be hers someday too, but she must work harder for it than she ever had before. It gave her a goal, filled her with pride. The Super Saiyan states were the pinnacle of her heritage, a more legendary state of being than even the universally feared and respected Great Apes. Faster and stronger by a hundred fold, with none of the weaknesses inherent in the Great Ape. To think no relying on Blutz Waves to trigger the transformation, no worry about losing one's tail to halt the transformation, and keeping one's mental clarity without becoming little more than a mindless beast. That and, Melonia was secretly adoring the day she could stylize her attire for her golden blonde hair.
Part way through her musings Melonia's food arrived, a server approaching with the meal in hand on a platter. The server set down her tray, wishing her a good day and a tasty meal, all while sneaking a glance down the woman's shirt. Melonia snapped back to attention, having been lost in her dream world for who knows how long. She thanked the server profusely for the meal, waving him off as he left, before gazing down at her food. The burger was steaming, it looked fresh off the grill. The fries looked delicious, cooked to a golden color out of whatever plant the cashier had said they were. And the drink... what was that one called? The milkshake, it looked pretty good too she guessed, in the sense that the cup it came in looked nice. Melonia couldn't actually see the contents of her drink without first taking off the lid on top. She did so immediately, just out of curiosity.
Inside was a strange liquid, it was very cold, radiating its icy temperature on her face as she gaze down at the contents of the cup. Barely a liquid, so thick it moved like sludge at the probings of a straw, Melonia wondered why the earthlings enjoyed such a drink. It could hardly be called one, more of a slurry truthfully, maybe a porridge if it wasn't so cold. The entire concoction was a deep grey color, it was close to the least appetizing shade the Saiyan could imagine in a beverage. Melonia dipped a finger into the milkshake, pulling out a glob of the substance on the tip of her finger. She raised it quickly to her nose, giving it a quick whiff. It certainly smelled good, that much was certain, but how did it taste?
Melonia opened wide and placed the ice cream coated finger into her waiting mouth. Past rosy full lips as she licked her tongue over the substance, licking her finger clean as her eyes went wide with delight. "Wow..." She said simply, nearly in shock. "Earthings really do know how to cook..." The Saiyaness whispered under her breath, looking around at the other patrons enjoying their own meals. They acted like the food was nothing special... was this how all earthlings ate? Maybe, Melonia mused, the food at the Saiyan Academy had simply been so horrible she'd just forgotten what decent cooking actually tasted like. Either way, the meal before he was delicious so far, and the Saiyan decided she best save the creamy sugary drink for last. She had other dishes to sample after all.
Next came the french fries, which were actually piping hot. Melonia grabbed a couple, holding them aloft. They were strange little foods, why earthlings liked cooking rectangles she couldn't hazard a guess. Maybe the plant they were cut from grew that shape. Oh well, it was hardly worth the notion to think about. Melonia tossed the french fries into her mouth, chewing them lightly as a content expression crossed her heart shaped face. The fries were delicious, salty and not too crunchy. It was heavenly, she was quite glad she had many more to eat. But the burger was next, and by far the flagship of this meal. It was...very large, all things considered. From the buns to the meat, to the sheer number of toppings, no man could proclaim any part of this meal was "small."
Melonia lifted the culinary confection with both hands, bringing its warm close to her face. She opened wide, taking a large bite. Immediately feeling a rush of flavors and taste sensations. It was simply amazing, like nothing she'd ever eaten. From the barbecue sauce, rich yet sweet, to the savoriness of the meat, dripping with greasy fat. Even the buns were amazing, and the melted cheeses throughout. Most of all though the smoked meat the garnished the center... bacon the cashier had called it. Bacon was orgasmic, a burst of flavor like nothing Melonia had never known. She took another bit, just to make sure it wasn't some trick or illusion. Once more her mother was flooded with flavor, the Saiyaness could scarcely believe it. She chewed slowly, savoring each morsel of her delectable meal. It was ravishing, and Melonia could hardly contain her excitedness at her feast.
The Saiyan beauty fought against her instincts to wolf down the meal as fast as physically possible. She ate slowly, in measured bites making sure to chew each as thoroughly as she could. Every bite was a blessing to be savored, utterly scrumptious as she continued her drawn out meal. Mixing up bites of the burger with bites from her fries, Melonia was on cloud nine, lost in her own little world known only as flavor. She kept eating at her steady pace, enjoying the food more than any that had come before. She was going to find this recipe, and maybe take some of the animals and plants back home to Natto. With any luck they'd flourish, if the terrosaurs and the carnitoxes didn't kill them first. Then she'd have her own burgers, complete with fries. Melonia was ten steps ahead of herself as she worked away at her meal.
It was saddening to see her meal diminishing as Melonia drew near to finishing it. Her once sufficient pile of french fries now dwindling to a few stragglers that sat sadly by themselves. Her burger all but devoured, only a few bits of stray lettuce remaining behind. Only the shake remained, having melted slightly within its cup. Melonia decided to take that to go, lifting up her tray and walking over to a garbage receptacle. She dumped away the contents of her meal in the waste bin, coiling her tail around the milkshake to hold it's frigid surface against a warm layer of fur. At that the woman retrieved her purse and shopping bag, departing for new adventures on her lazy day off.
"Where to next?" Melonia mused to herself as she set off down through the mall. The floor she was currently on was dominated utterly by the food court. It must have serviced thousands of patrons at once, and left little room for anything else. The young Saiyan beauty made her way down the lavishly adorned central walkway back towards the center of the building. That was where the easiest vertical access to the other floors lay. On the way the Saiyan casually window shopped the confectioneries, bakeries, and grocers that dotted the sides of the path. The entire place smelled of sweets and baked it goods, it was heavenly, and even though Melonia had already eaten she felt like she could just buy a bit more.
Melonia suppressed such thoughts and soldiered onward, nimbly navigating through the busy crowds of earthlings. From groups of humans to a family of bear-men to some dog people and even stranger anthropomorphic beings. All the while the young Saiyan warrior continued to eagerly sip at her milkshake, holding it contently in a coil of her furry brown prehensile tail. She enjoyed having a tail, it was marvelously helpful for menial tasks. Bit of a nuisance in battle, and potentially a huge liability. When the time came she'd need to train out the weakness from it, otherwise she'd have a glaring exploit for her future opponents to abuse. Until then though, she'd happily make use of the appendage as is. It served its purpose, and it served it rather well.
It didn't take long for Melonia to make her way back towards the elevators and the large open atrium towards the front of the floor. She felt exceptionally lazy, not much inclined to fly or jump down to the lower levels. So the Saiyan beauty simply got in like with everyone else, making her way for the down escalator and sipping her drink as she escalated downwards to the lower levels. Tail still clutching milkshake as she worked at finishing the last bit of the drink. It truly was delicious, even though it had thoroughly melted within its cup. Melonia didn't much mind, even a semi warm milkshake was still one of the most delicious drinks she'd ever had. She greedily sucked down the last few drops in loud slurping sounds, ignoring the annoyed look from the woman behind her on the escalator as she finished the drink.
When Melonia reached the bottom she deftly tossed the empty container aside, landing perfectly within a trash can at the side of the landing. Making her way back to a map kiosk she sought to see if there was anything else she needed from this particular building before she left. Further inspection revealed none of the stores had anything remotely useful for the Saiyan beyond the empty promise of more clothing shopping. She could shop for clothing whenever, she had more important tasks to go for. So without further adieu Melonia made her way outside. Returning to the warm West City streets the woman arched her back, giving a glorious stretch before she began her brisk walk. She was in the mood to walk, flying didn't afford her the same kind of personal experience as the city streets did.
Walking down main street Melonia took stock of her surroundings, she had brought he armor with her, she had a special purpose for it in mind. What she needed was some kind of martial arts school, she'd seen the Crane School dojo in the southern isles, hopefully there was something similar here. As she walked the streets Melonia saw a large park not much further down the way, it seemed rather odd, standing alone like that right in the middle of such a gigantic city. But, maybe the earthlings had different design philosophies than the Saiyans back home on Natto did, who could be sure without asking after all. Melonia couldn't help but notice the park was fenced off as well, which she deemed to be equally strange. None the less, she proceeded to walk towards the gates, pushing them open and heading towards the large structure in the center.
On a tall hill at the center of the park stood a large building, clearly a martial arts dojo of some marked stature upon closer inspection. Melonia began to get excited, this was precisely the kind of place she was looking for. She dashing up the stairs, landing gracefully with poise and finesse at the top of the stairs. Two huge stone statues of great feline beasts stood vigil over the doors, and Melonia gazed up to read the sign above the door. "Grand Tiger Martial Arts Institution. Neat..." With that she pushed open the towering entrance doors and stepped her way calmly inside. Her purse and her shopping bag still clutched in hand, whistling to herself as she looked upon the marvelous interior.
With the dojo were towering pillars of mahogany hard wood, great tiled floors and dozens of banisters and tapestries flaunting the heraldry of the self proclaimed tiger school. It was all rather impressive, and expensive looking. This filled Melonia with a good deal of hope, seeing as it meant the martial arts school likely produced top quality work. A large fountain with a crystal tiger stood dead at center of the opulent room, water pouring forth up from its mouth as it stood outstretched in a powerful roar. It was a grandiose display, all things considered, and lesser beasts were carved into the statue crushed beneath its paws. Behind the statue was a welcoming desk of sorts, and behind it sat a clerk of some odd description. Melonia began walking quietly towards the man, her tennis shoes clicking on the tiled floor with each and every step of her delicate feet.
The man behind the desk was of a notably burly sort. He stood well over six and half feet tall, and very nearly twice as broad as Melonia. His head was bald, clearly shaven does as a feint hint of stubble could be seen where his hair was attempting to grow back. His face was even more hairless, clean shaven like his head save for great bushy eyebrows. Though in place of a beard the clerk had large black tiger stripes tattooed across his face. It looked rather fearsome, if not for the fact Melonia could hazard his power level at rough sixty five. The man had a rather square head, and a hard beak like nose. His mouth seemed to be in a perpetual scowl as he busily scratched at some paperwork. Melonia couldn't help but chuckle at the juxtaposition of a hardened warrior doing office busy work as she drew close.
So engrossed in his work was the man he didn't even hear Melonia arrive. She rang a small bell on his greeting desk, causing the hulking fighter to jolt upright in his seat. "Oh crap you scared me!" He said as his eyes leveled to meet hers. "Anyways... I'm sorry miss but..." The man's eyes ran up and down Melonia's curvaceous body, clad in it's revealing and rather laid back attire. "But I think you might have the wrong place, you see this is a martial arts school." Melonia grinned, ignoring the man's words save for a few. "Good, then I do have the right place. I was looking to see if I could contract a service of your dojo. Do you train with weighted clothing here..." She almost added the phrase "On earth" to her sentence, but it would be easier to simply omit that for now.
"Oh." The man stated simply, noting as Melonia's face changed from playfully innocent to rather serious in an instant. "Well, in that case yes we do in fact. The Grand Tiger Dojo offers a number of services for weight training clothing options. I'm sure this is a purchase for...your boyfriend, no? Husband perhaps? We don't see many women around here unless they are shopping for their significant other." Melonia let out a giggle, sighing and reaching into her purse. She pulled out her Saiyan Battle Armor, neatly folded and shrunken down to a minuscule size. "Well sir, actually this was a request for me. I was hoping you could retailor my battle armor to your highest weight category. I was thinking something close to ten tons, more if you can manage." Melonia shook out the garment, stretching it to its normal Saiyanesque dimensions before turning it over to the man and laying it down on the rest.
The clerk blinded dimly, looking at Melonia then back to her armor, then back again to her. He raised a finger and opened his mouth to speak, immediately closing it as he considered his words. "Battle...armor?" Was all he managed to say, clearly dumbfounded by the woman and her attire. "Yup. High density Nattoan Saiyan battle armor. Elite model, standard sizing, with uparmored chest plating. Now, do you think you can weight my outfit or no?" Melonia said rather matter of factly, leaning in over the table as her tail swished eagerly behind her. "Yes, of course." The man stated again, grabbing the armor off the counter and punching numbers hastily into his computer. He caught sight of Melonia's long monkey tail and seemed to notice what that implied, working even more hastily. "I just need some contact information and a name, and we'll get to work on processing your order as quickly as possible." The man rung up a tab, handing over a form for Melonia to sigh.
The Saiyaness quickly took the form in hand and wrote in the pertinent contact information in the associated headers, all in her swirling girlish handwriting. She dotted her I's with little hearts and connected many of her letters with curly ques as she wrote. Adding a residence was a bit annoying, as she had no permanent home on earth. That fact may need future rectifying, but that was a problem for another day. For now Melonia just needed to check this item off her list of tasks. She smiled as she signed her name on the dotted line, completing the form and handing it back over to the warrior before her. "All done, is there anything else before I go?" She asked sweetly, giving the clerk a teasing look and a devilish grin. "No ma'am." Came a quick reply, "This should be everything. Please, the Grand Tiger Dojo thanks you for your business. We'll notify you within an hour of your order being filly processed."
Melonia smiled, turning on her heels to depart. Lazily waving a goodbye as she walked down the length of the dojo, prominent hips swaying lusciously with every step of long toned legs. As the buxom Saiyaness reached the towering doors of the dojo she bumped them open with a good smack from her hips. Stepping through she was once more greeted by the warm sun of the now setting sun. Melonia couldn't help but smile, looking around briefly at the park around her and the city beyond that. Earth truly wasn't that bad of a place. She could get used to living here, at least for the short term. There was so much to see and do, the Saiyan warrior had no doubt she'd easily be able to keep herself entertained. After all, there was a good deal more shopping to be done and places to see.
And so with that Melonia sped off once more into the earth skies. Darting through the winding city streets she zipped past the post work traffic as the untold thousands of busy earthlings hurried about getting home following their long days at the office. It was nice being able to avoid that kind of congestion, though even the skies above were heavily crowded with all manner of flying vehicles. From small one person jets to large vtols and helicopters, even a fair number of planes. Melonia sped through the air at several hundred miles an hour, wrapped in her brilliant aura of deep violet Ki energy. Zooming back towards the space ships that had become her temporary home.
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