On The Road

(Pl base 51 and something k, Medium weights on)

Snippar Sol stood in the dirt looking aimlessly towards the ruined wastelands of these canopies, his scouter detected no life signal until those two emerged. Before these two showed up, Snippar was watching a video on his scouter about his old family. Alondra sat with Vaughn in her lap, with large eager eyes and reaching his fat little fists out as Snippar Sol brought out the enormous, much-too-big for a child sized cake and placed it on the table.

"Happy birthday little guy!" She cooed as she buried her lips on the top of his tuft of umber hair, much like her own. Alondra hooked her son in a booster seat and sliced up the first piece for him to massacre. It hardly seemed like it had been three years. And though it had, much had changed.

The Sol's had decided to stay on Planet Vegeta and continue their quiet life, largely away from the fleet, outside of their exact responsibilities and most definitely away from the fervent passions of those who surrounded them to be involved with the growing galaxy wide conflict, but it was often found a breath away from their door.
As a precaution, outside of the compound, Snips had insisted on enacting several security measures. From the outside, a fortress, but the inside was a warm little home.

Vaughn unceremoniously shoveled a huge piece of the iced confectionery into his gob as his little legs swung back and forth jovially, completely unaware and unable to comprehend the state of the galaxy around him. As he smeared frosting on his chubby little cheeks, his sister, Kellavi reached over and tried to be of assistance with the use of the fork.
“No I c’n do it!” The boy insisted as he twisted to one side to keep the fork out of his sibling’s reach. Kellavi rolled her eyes and sliced into her piece of cake in a more civilized manner, just shaking her head. Alondra paused and exchanged looks with Vance committing the moment to memory. These little peaceful segments in time were few and far between. Softly, she tucked Vaughn’s sweeping hair behind the his ear as she rose and walked back to the kitchen dumping her slice of cake. Despite the fact that there were droids for cleaning tasks, she turned on the water and began cleaning the plate letting her thoughts wander. Milestones, had a tendency of having her reflect on the present state of life.

On predictable cue, she sensed Snippar Sol walking into the kitchen behind her. "He's getting so big." She muttered quietly as she ran a dish beneath the cascading water. "Only seems like a moment ago I was carrying him." Snippar nodded and leaned against the counter casually dumping his cake. “He sure has.” he smiled as he too tried to preserve the moment in time to reflect upon later looking back at his children. Suddenly with little warning, Snippar twirled around, to wrap his hands around his wife, kissing her neck up into the back of her head. “Thank you Alondra. You have given me everything a man could ask for. I love you.” he murmured quietly into her ear. Snippar enjoyed this video, it reminded him he had some sense of clarity or morality. His path was uncertain. Reaching up to turn the video off after being interrupted the Saiyan turn't to gaze at the two females that looked almost identical. Snippar Sol was dressed in a standard Saiyan uniform, with straps upon the shoulders that held the top set of this immaculate armor up. His waist consisted of no armor, just pants tight for training and fighting purposes. The set being both black and grey in certain areas, his tail wrapped around his waist while he wore a headband that too was grey. Replying simply he exposed the royal symbol of Vegeta on his chest, which meant he was prince of the Entire Saiyan Empire.

''The city is close, these are the mountain clogy areas. It be best to move away before a sand storm approaches.'' He said this while gazing at the two females, scanning there Power levels with his scouter to keep note of. After such he walked forward pointing towards a cave. ''We will reside there until the storm is over, My name is Snippar Sol. Pleasure to meet you earthlings. Sadly I was searching for something and got lost, normally I would've blown up this planet. But for some reason it relaxes me, the diversity. It's remarkable and beautiful.''

Oh crap. It was another Saiyan. She had run into a few of them and all of them were bad news... But this one seemed different somehow, he spoke politely and rather softly compared to his kin. Though his words were a bit alarming at first. She flinched slightly in response to Snippar saying he would have blown the planet up if not for the fact that it caught his interest. "A-... Ahaha. I'm glad that you didn't blow up Earth, then! I... Quite like it here, honestly.", she responded. Though that wasn't all that the male Saiyan said, of course.

"A cave? Hmm, that would be the best shelter from a sandstorm.", she replied. And then Cambia started to chime in... Oh boy, Atsuko had several things to say in response to each of that. "First, those puns are terrible! And offensive!", she began. But she was nowhere near finished. "And you're not blowing up any planet! I know your reasons for wanting it, but I won't allow it, sister. Just... Give it time, things will get better.", Atsuko tried urging her sister. Likely she wasn't being serious about it, but the Albino Saiyan wanted to play things on the safe side.

"I consider myself an Earthling, by the way. The Saiyans decided long ago they didn't want anything to do with me. I only recently learned about my race... Until then, I just thought I was Human. I still have those thoughts at times.", the Knight continued on in her explanation. "Cambia, please don't offend everyone we come across... I hardly think he would try to ambush us. He's... Well, strong enough to not resort to such tactics.", she commented. Atsuko could certainly sense the energy that Snippar held. It was fairly massive, greater than her own while she was under Heavy Weights.

"And self defense doesn't mean we need to kill people... You need to use your powers responsibly, sister.", she finished. By this point, the Knight was following Snippar and urging her sister to come with. If something happened, the two girls would be ready to stand together. But the male Saiyan didn't seem the bad sort. With a sigh, she returns her gaze to him. "I'm really sorry if she offends you... She's had it rough. I'm trying to help her along, but as you can see, I have my hands rather full.", she stated with a somewhat sheepish smile.

Never a dull moment.

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Cambia rolled her eyes at her sister. "You are way too easy." she remarked before she raised an eyebrow at her human comment. "When in your sheltered life did you ever see a human with a tail? And I do use my abilities responsibly!" she declared. "I responsibly kill those who try to harm me so that they don't harm anyone else down the line." said the hybrid using her perfect inarguable logic and a firm nod.

The fact though that Atsuko had referred to this Snippar bloke as being strong... and his own grandiose title of true Heir to Vegeta, whatever the hell that meant, may give the idea credence... Even if she were to start charging now and managed to hide it from that device on his head's detection, with Atsuko's declaration, she doubted even a Flare would do much against him. If worst came to worst, she could always collapse the cave on him, after making sure Iron Corset got out of course. This world had too few goodie goodies in it to lose another one.

Then he spoke about himself a little more. "Well, this turned cheery didn't it." sighed the hybrid with a shrug of her shoulders as they entered the cave, Cambia leaning against the wall. "Well, name's Cambia, that's my older sister Atsuko." she began, hiking a thumb at her armoured counterpart. "Half-sister if you wanna get technical about it. Our dear old daddy wasn't terribly picky about who he spread himself with... not that he was very pleased at the results, hence our backsides getting kicked to this dirt ball within the first year if not month." she said with a shrug.

Snippar Sol Had listened to the two intently and smiled, it brought another thought of the past to surface. This proved his inner conflict was much more wilder than any other conflict he faced physically. A block in the road where he was stuck in a rejuvenation chamber for quite sometime. Fritts rubbed his eyes and sighed.

The Saiyan remained in a stable condition, but had made no improves. Almost one standard month had passed since the Battle of Vegeta. The Healing Light was beginning to run low on - well - everything. The smallish Royal-class frigates were only designed for three weeks of active deployment. Since Fritts had the frigate running on a skeleton crew of Vegetan agents and troops, and had made one a few short galactic space jumps, the young officer was able to goose a few extra days out of the vessel. However, that did not change the fact that the fuel cells were all but dry, and rations drier.

Fritts adjusted himself in the chair had be ordered moved into the recovering Saiyan's room. On his lap sat his personal Scouter. As Fritts could do little while the captured Sith remained in a comatose state. The Lieutenant had been busying himself keeping up-to-date with news on the sation. From what he could read, Alliances had splintered with the capture of the Saiyan Umbra, and as factions vied for control of the separatist sect, it was tearing itself apart. It was fortuitous that the Alliance had been informed of the immanent showdown between the Aliens under rule and loyalist Saiyan Empire on Vegeta. In one fell swoop, the Alliance had chopped off the head of one of the Saiyan Empire's most dangerous and fanatical sects.

With fuel reserves beginning to run out, Fritts was presently scanning for systems that were both remote enough to avoid Saiyan and Alliance attention, yet close enough that a galactic pace jump would not leave his ship's fuel cells so depleted as they would be left adrift. After some time debating, Fritts finally decided upon the Earth System. It was in Earth's boarders, lowering the chance of a Saiyan Patrol happening upon the small medical frigate; but was deep enough into Earth's space that it was not nearly as heavily fortified as the front lines.

It was risky, but Fritts was accustomed to taking risks. After all, he was harboring an enemy combatant one the slim chance that he might wake up.

"He will wake up."

Fritts nearly leaped from his chair, fumbling with his scouter as he did so.

"Blazes! Don't you people ever knock? Or say 'hello'?"

The figure, smaller and lighter than the robed individual whom had visited Snippar Sol upon his arrival merely shrugged. A rich purple cloak's hood obscured the being's visage. Alas Snippar heard all of it. Suddenly his faint reminder came to an abrupt end by his yawn of sorts. Snippar Sol contemplated on these two and smiled, he spoke in a serene humble way. ''You both have been through quite a lot, that's because of your father acting like a typical bottom feeder like Saiyan, no offense. Despite this I respect you both, you two are not at each others throats and depend on each other. You are blood, stay aligned like the stars it will and shall prove fruitful in your en-devours. My plan however I intend to change Vegeta from that dogma view. Before I was prince, I was born an aristocrat. I have done many ideal things against the Saiyans for peace. Besides that, lets end the trivial talk of politics and family. The city is ways from here and the sand storm is such a bother haha. So I'll cook for you both, consider it a small date between us.'' He smiled at both of the females, but his gaze intently looked at Atsuko, before he closed his eye's, a faint blush appearing while the Saiyan gathered materials in the cave to cook.

Between setting a fire after gathering oak wood, he used his long broad sword to cut the meat gathered into cubes, seasoned accordingly with a few spices the male moved from one station to another. Preparing a fruit salad as a side which consisted of strawberries, pineapples, oranges, and kiwi. Taking it upon himself to go the final station. Snippar Sol made sure the pot above the flame was coming to a boil, a mixture of vegetables began to stir causing the soup to darken and obtain a well deserved flavor, balanced. Dumping the meat into the soup he stirred it intently while talking once more. ''I know how to cook as well, and utilize medical herbs, my mother taught me at a young age. Half of my family has been decimated but two brats from my niece are on this planet. She to is dead. Nasu and Komatsu. Both are trouble, and I can only assume the Saiyan children plan to cause more. Talk about a time out? I intend to start another family one day, away from all this chaos and dismay.'' Words ended quickly with a smile, he got two bowls ready with two spoons, pouring a full bowl in each right before handing it to the two ladies. Once that was finished, the male quickly took a seat and observed. ''Hopefully you both enjoy it~''

Snippar seemed to be lost in thought again, or perhaps he was merely processing everything that had been said, in either case he finally responded to the two. He pointed out that the sisters had been through a lot, because of what their father had done... Atsuko only nodded. "No offense taken... He's done a lot of horrible things. If I ever met him... I don't know what I'd do. Probably beat the answers out of him. Maybe just beat him.", Atsuko responded. Her gaze lowering to the dirty stone ground as she mused it over in her head. Her expression saddening slightly.

However, that didn't last long. The male Saiyan soon pointed out that he respected the two of them, for sticking so close together despite it all. The Albino Saiyan let out a small chuckle at Cambia's words. "It's true. She said that my calm expression was 'so infuriating' that she just wanted to blow me up that badly. I don't think she was expecting me to survive that!", she said in a surprisingly calm tone of voice, as she moved an arm around Cambia and hugged her close. "Tenacious little thing you are, sister.", she teased. No doubt the hybrid would struggle out of her grasp.

Which would only prompt Atsuko to let out another small giggle when she had. Finally, her gaze returned to Snippar, who politely resumed conversation now. So the True Prince intended to change how the Saiyans operated? That was good... The Albino Saiyan had previous interactions with them, and none of them had gone well. But he seemed to have some tact, the topic of discussion wasn't exactly a light one, so he offered to cook for the two. And told them to consider it a date! Atsuko once more blushed as he stared so intently at her...

And said blush only grew worse when her little sister drew in close to whisper in a teasing tone. "S-...Sister, maybe he's just being friendly.", she responded in a whisper. Though the hybrid didn't seem to care, humming that infamous song... The Albino Saiyan closed her eyes, attempting to compose herself through the use of meditation. It ended up working, thankfully... By the time the Albino Saiyan reopened her eyes, Snippar started up another conversation. He certainly seemed to know quite a bit about cooking. Atsuko gave a nod in response, their methods were rather similar, truthfully.

"We should exchange cooking tips sometime!", the Knight commented. Then his topic turned towards the family that were on Earth right now... Nasu and Komatsu, Cambia was the first to chime in, wondering where she heard those names before. "Nasu and Komatsu... We've run into them before. At this point, Nasu probably thinks of me as some sort of rival. And Komatsu... That entire village, just because he had a bad day...", Atsuko began to recount the events. But soon enough, she shook it off as her gazed settled onto Snippar again. "Sorry, I shouldn't speak ill of them."

The Knight stated, as she accepted the bowl of food that had just been offered to her. "Thank you! It smells delicious.", the Albino Saiyan stated as she then tried some of it. He definitely put some care into preparing the meal. It probably worked in his favor that Atsuko was not a very picky eater. Then again, most Saiyans weren't. She at least stood out as having some table manners. Something her little sister lacked by comparison. Cambia was more likely to treat the food as if it were a drink to be chugged down. Not that she could hate her little sister for it.

Honestly, it took her off guard the first time and made her laugh a bit... It was nice, spending time with her like this, and meeting such a nice Saiyan for a change of pace. It was something that did them both some good. They needed a change of pace from constant fighting and training. Moments like this were critical for anyone's life. "A family, huh... I've really started to learn the importance of that after meeting my sister. It'd be pretty nice to have a big family that can work together, I think."

The Albino Saiyan stated, and then she resumed eating her meal calmly.

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Cambia snickered at her sisters reaction to her words and humming, seeming to just breath in the food she ate it that quickly. Her cutlery wasn't even touched as she put her fingers into her lips, sucking up all the juices from along their lengths from where she'd been picking up the food. She had to agree with her sister, this guys cooking was pretty decent.

When Snippar declared that he enjoyed their company, and followed it up by saying he was looking for a wife, the demonic Saiyan hybrid's face threatened to break into an absolute fit as she looked to her sister. "Y-You h-hear that sister..." Cambia said trying desperately hard to not burst into laughter at the social situation they had found themselves in, or rather more specifically, her older eligible sister had found herself in.

As he suggested that they help clean up, she downed all the liquids left in her bowl before rubbing the sleeve of her jacket through the bowls interior. Cambia peered at the bowl before shrugging. "All clean here." she declared, setting the bowl aside. When she looked at the slowly growing pile of watery dishes that were somehow accumulating and being washed inside this cave in the mountains she gave a shrug before firing a bolt of energy at the stones beneath the dishes, the heat rising up and slowly drying them off. "Easy peasy."

When the Saiyan Prince suggested going on a date away from any conflicts, Cambia found herself doubling over, one hand over her mouth whilst the other held onto her gut. Her body was visibly shaking as she fought to keep it under control. "I-I th-think I a-ate t-too fast..." she slowly said, her grip on her voice slowly deteriorating as she stood up and made her way rapidly for the cave entrance. "B-Ba-ha-ha-ha-ack in a minute." said the hybrid before she stepped outside and went off a few steps away before bursting into an absolute fit of laughter, her hoots and hollering echoing through their portion of the mountains.