After the Story [Roma] Sept 15, 2019 12:55:21 GMT -6
Post by Belle on Sept 15, 2019 12:55:21 GMT -6
Belle's PL: 32,000
Aura Block: Set to 100
Meeting with Mister Duran and the other Tuffles was certainly an interesting experience. Belle hadn't really expected to meet anyone else who had suffered so greatly at the hands of the Saiyans. She hadn't expected it, but it didn't come as any real surprise. The nature of Saiyans from Vegeta was... inherently cruel. Mean. They stepped on the weak. Belle had experienced that herself firsthand. If you weren't one of them or didn't prove yourself to be useful, they cast you aside like so much garbage. She knew that from firsthand experience too. She knew it so well. In an effort to get out of her own head, Belle went for a walk near the Tuffle camp. Daisy accompanied her as usual, perched on top of her head. She still wore her uncle's headband in her hair.
Heaving a sigh, Belle turned the corner around a large mountain when she froze in her tracks. A ship was parked not too far away. A very familiar ship. Her heart grew cold. It was Miss Roma's ship. The ship that she had been on before everything happened. Before her uncle went off to fight his war, before she went home, before the death, before everything. She remembered one thing in particular about it. Mister Vocado had been riding on it with her before everything happened. Would he still be there? Is that how he arrived at Arcose? Miss Roma took him? Belle felt herself starting to shake. Her heart grew cold. If he was inside... then what? He might kill her. But... maybe she could get back at him? If his guard was down, she bet she might be able to do it. Belle bit her bottom lip. Tarch would get mad at her if she did anything bad, but... but... Belle needed someone to blame for everything that happened. If it couldn't be herself, then it had to be Mister Vocado! He killed Mister Lord Chill. The world couldn't just be so cruel as to let everything that happened be some kind of misunderstanding. Some great mistaken tragedy. She didn't want it to be. That was so unfair. So it had to be Mister Vocado's fault... right?
Unsure of herself still, Belle glanced around for Mister Vocado's aura. Sometimes he hid it, so she looked around really carefully. She didn't see any signs of him though... Belle frowned. Well, maybe just... looking around wouldn't be so bad? If he wasn't here, he wasn't here. Tarch would probably be glad for that... Belle approached the ship tentatively, floating up to the access panel and punching in a code that she remembered seeing that one time. As the hatch began to slide open, Belle put a hand over her heart. There would be a lot of ghosts on this ship, but... they were memories of a happier time. Maybe it would help?