Bring Me To Life

[Bardock]

"Hello."

Well speak of the devil.

As if on some miraculous queue, in came Bardock who landed neatly off to the side of the little entourage. Since he had stepped out from the shadow of the Furnace, he had been tracking and following his son's undisguised energy while covering his own right to the prince's backyard. He stood there, arms folded and feet spread apart as he grinned rather smugly at the group. The only difference between him and them...was he had a halo over his head.

Normally, denizens of Hell didn't have halos...They weren't exactly good guys after all. But Enma must have put one there when the free pass was given to him so he wouldn't be mistaken for someone who was alive. Oh well, in a little while he was bound to fix that anyway!

"Prince Vegeta, I haven't seen you since you were a little runt." Bardock chuckled at the shorter man who was now more or less his age since the dead didn't age where they went. "And Raditz...I have to confess, I'm pretty impressed that you managed to pull off that little stunt. I think we were pretty foolish in the past to nay say that druid training after all..."

That was about as close to a compliment as he would get with his son for now. With that said, he turned his attention back to the prince. He was curious as to where his other son was, but he would ask about the rest of his family later. Right now, he had to explain himself. And his intentions.

"Now then...I only have two days before I wind up having to head back down to Hell. I figured I would, I don't know...Visit the family, make some wishes, have a few beers. Y'know?" Bardock gave the royal blood a sly look, as if to say he had some interesting stuff to talk about with the man if he were particularly willing to listen. He didn't see the point in beating around the bush with him anyway. Vegeta was a smart man, he would see through any deception and Bardock really didn't feel the need to play around. Besides, it wasn't like he planned on taking over Earth or causing mischief. "I will level with you right here and now, sire...I mainly came here with the intention of using those Dragon Balls in order to restore my life and to bring down my team's remains so we can bring them back the same way Raditz did. So, I figured the most likely person to help...would be you. I worry Kakarot may argue the point with me."

[Vegeta]

Vegeta slowly looked from the new addition to Pepper who he stared at for a minute. If he didn't know any better, he could swear that she knew that was coming. The timing was unbelievable.

A growl escaped him as Bardock pointed out that the last time they saw one another was when he was younger. He didn't like thinking about his childhood and with very good reason. At least this wasn't Nappa coming back, or he might be forced to blow him up all over again.

When he saw the halo, he raised a brow. So Bardock wasn't alive. Then what was he doing there? And how did he manage to get what Vegeta could only assume was a free pass out for some time? As the third class commander explained himself readily and with no trace of deceit, the prince frowned as he pondered the request. Yes, Kakarot may argue the point with something about it not being the natural way and maybe they should let the past lie and whatnot...But Kakarot also thought like some moronic Earthling. This was an additional chance to further boost their numbers.

Vegeta rubbed his chin as Raditz stood up, giving his father a surprised look. He was relatively speechless, which the prince preferred with such a decision to make. They actually had two of the Dragon Balls, which out of mixed boredom and a sense to be semi-prepared, they had lazily started to gather up. So they were pretty much already started.

"Tell me..." Looking from Bardock to Pepper then to Raditz, he crossed his arms, "How exactly did you come back to life?"

"Extract from the Tree of Might my uncle had. A good quantity of it was left in the tank that should be enough to revive one more person at least..." Raditz scratched his head, then made a face as his hand came back with some of the purplish goo. "By the way...Is it possible I can find a lake to wash this shit out in?"

The shorter Saiya-jin eyed the slime before he looked at Trunks. "Where's the Dragon Radar? And get some of that from him...See if you or Bulma can't replicate it. Since you're so insistent on playing in the lab, we might as well have that go towards something useful." Vegeta wondered if they could also make something as a stand in for the senzu beans, since those were only available at certain points in the year. Just because the rest of the warriors wanted to slack off during peace time didn't mean Vegeta would be unprepared. He had that whole Buu incident to thank for that.

[Trunks]

"You jinxed it." Trunks stated to Pepper as Bardock arrived. He didn't mind meeting others of his race that he had thought were all dead. In fact, it was kinda nice. He just hoped that somehow his grandpa didn't show up and try to enslave Earth. That would be a bad family reunion. The teen could see it now, "hey grandpa, nice to meet you!" to "we're going to take over Earth and then sell it to the guy that's dead." Oh goodie.

Huh. The new guy looked more like Goku than Radditz did. Probably his father rather than his brother. Why is that not a surprise? Trunks smiled slightly at the older man who was still dead, if the halo on top of his head was anything to go by. Oh what interesting stories he could probably get from the older Saiyajin. He wasn't about to argue against reviving Bardock, not with his father within smacking distance.

Trunks listened carefully as Raditz explained how he was able to be brought back to life. He was facinated by the disguisting goo, and would enjoy being able to take a look at it. Hey, his dad was encouraging him to do so. Awesome. "Mom has the Dragon Radar, I don't know where she's keeping it right now. I'm sure I can come up with something. Be right back." He lifted off the ground to fly quickly, rather than run towards the lab. Carefully Trunks placed the statuette of his grandfather down onto his work station before grabbing a small bowl to place the goo in.

The young adult rushed back and landed next to the Saiyajin with hella lots more hair. "I only need about half this bowl." Trunks informed him brightly, the prospects of the goo intruiging him. His father had told him to get it himself and so that's what he did. He gently scooped the purplish substance off the other man, careful not to tug too much at his hair. Once the bowl was three-quarters full, Trunks moved away back to his dad. "I'll get started on this right away, dad. If you need me, I'll be in the lab."

Trunks grinned at the shorter male, leaving the discussion of anything else up to him. He had long grown out of his fantasy of being a prince, as his father was one as well and that's how it worked, seeing as the race was pretty much extinct but with more being revived it only served to bring back those childish ideas. It was kind of funny, how arrogant he could get around Goten and how much he could get away with. The youngest Saiyan nodded to his father before setting off, walking, back to the lab.

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[Sansho "Pepper"]

Oh you have got to be kidding!

"Shut up, Trunks."

For one long moment, Pepper swore she was going to have an anuerysm of her own. What had been a comment of sarcastic origins had now become either epic foreshadowing or coincidence giving her a big fuck-you. Slowly, a vein throwing in her forehead, she turned to face the newcomer.

... Who had a halo over his head. If he was an angel, he was a really shitty one. She didn't even hear any choirs of virgin boys announcing his appearance or something.

As she stared incredulously at this newcomer, with an expression on her face that was probably rather close to Raditz's, she couldn't help but just stay silent for a long moment, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.

Whoever this jackass is, he knows Vegeta... And Raditz. Great. Does this have to do with more people taking advantage of my idiot's half naivety? It was almost making her feel like a pawn... And she hated that feeling.

She was also feeling severely out of the loop. It felt like there were lines and lines of subtext that she was missing here. Like what the hell they meant by wishes... Was there some memo she hadn't gotten? Weren't wishes just fairytales?

"Wait. The Dragon's what?" Pepper couldn't help it. She was completely lost. And she had no idea who the fuck Kakarot is. "And-" Before she could go on, however, she paused to listen to what Raditz had to say. That reminded her... She looked down at herself. She was also covered in filth, though none of it was the goop from the tank. Some of the debris and scent had been carried away by the speed at which she flew, but she was still a mess. And there was still dried blood under her nose. The vein throbbed for a moment as her face colored, but she just reached up to wipe away some of the dried blood.

"... I need a shower. That place was a disaster... And not just because it smelled really bad. I don't know what exactly happened there, but that... What did you call it? Tree of Might? The earth feels so weak there. Like it's trying to recover after something horrible happened..." Suddenly aware that she was rambling a bit, Pepper blinked at them then just shrugged.

"... Druid. Don't judge." Peculiarly enough, she seemed to be calming down. It was almost as if just being around the tree's remains had been contributing to her bad mood. Although she still wasn't the sunniest flower in the field.. Raditz, however, said something that she liked.

"Look. Vegeta... I have no idea what's going on. I reek to high Mother Gaia, and I need a shower. I'm.. uh... sure you probably want to catch up with Raditz and whoever he is, right? And the idiot's bound to resurface any moment now."

Reaching up, she scratched her head. Then grimaced at how nasty her hair felt.

[orgagasm]

The little red-headed runt had said her name. It was star-something. Starbucks? Starburst? Nappa wasn't able to make out her entire name, however he didn't have long before the little runt wanted to play again. He noted the vibrant, feminine colours coming his way - violets, light greens, pinks, teals - it was all so beautiful! And, just happened to be the last thing that was going to go in style for men before Nappa died - femme colours. And that is where Nappa, in all his glory, decided to show off his idea.

Nappa elegantly leapt up into the air as the paintballs were coming towards him with a passionate fury. He spun around, allowing each one to hit him - they really didn't hurt at all, tickled, almost - in particular spots to create a flawless design. After the "attack" subsided, he landed softly on the ground, flicking his tail back and forth.

Nappa was covered in colours. It painted his body in a beautiful array of pinks, oranges, greens, violets - it was perfect. Thanks to this little runt Starburst, he was able to show her his idea instead of having to explain it. "See!" he exclaimed, "Now I am a beautiful masterpiece of the upcoming colours for men!" He struck one pose, then another, showing off the impeccable design. "Isn't it beautiful?" he exclaimed, grinning ear to ear.

Nappa didn't consider Starbucks an enemy. Well, if they had been alive, they would have been, as she was part of them. They had to be destroyed. They were weak. They didn't have awesome superpowers like he did. He was far superior. And, obviously, he, Nappa, was smarter. Most certainly. But down in Hell, the game changed, as how could you die a second time? Nappa figured she just wanted to play, as her attempts to "fight" were extremely weak and pathetic, much like paper mache. But her desire to play led to his brilliant idea.

Nappa saw the fury in Starstruck's eyes. That was rare amongst her kind. Or he just never noticed. Ever. Because their eyes were all so weak. So weak, that he couldn't look them in the eye. But here was, standing, noticing something. He liked that. "Aha, you've got a lot of spunk," Nappa told her.

[Bardock]

Bardock felt almost obligated to explain to the woman about the Tree's site considering it was his brother's handiwork. Especially since she seemed against a passed judgement on druids. Hell, for all he knew, she was one. So before she left to clean up, he turned to look at her. "My brother had planted the Tree of Might there a couple decades ago...Like he had on other planets. It basically siphons life from a planet which it stores in fruit that increases your physical strength exponentially. It was extract he was purging from said trees later on that he made that life-giving goo."

The thought of planting a Tree had crossed his mind but it had only been so brief a thought. This would be their new home planet and it would do them no good to go about destroying it.

He waved at Pepper and Raditz, urging them to go ahead and do whatever they needed. Neither of them smelled very pleasant anyway, he could tell all the way over where he stood. "Thanks for helping my son by the way. One of us will pay back the favor someday." Sure, Raditz had assured Pepper's more naive mind that they would be friends, but Bardock wouldn't consider such a thing as proper payback for a deed done.

It was amusing, watching the prince speak to his son. So the kid liked dabbling in the lab. It wasn't really the first thought of a noteworthy lifestyle for a Saiya-jin but...Well, this wasn't his kid and said kid wasn't exactly pure blooded. He felt a slight pang of regret for their living sovereign. Diluted blood and an extreme minority. 'Well, we'll fix one problem at a time here. First off, we need to breathe some life back into our ranks.'

[Straburi Puffe]

Seriously, what the fuck was going on here?

Straburi's brain was on the verge of breaking for the first time in ever as the Saiya-jin not only willingly got hit by the paint bombs...But he spun around and seem to dance purposely into the blows, looking unfazed the whole time. Sure, the paint bombs didn't hurt Saiya-jins for crap. They were intended to piss them off. This was not what they were intended for. They were supposed to entertain her and make her happy, not bring his retarded vision of fashion to life.

Scratching her cheek, Straburi tried to figure out what was with this monkey. He had to be retarded or something. It explained his mental condition so well. He must have had his thick skull bashed in so many times that his brain had suffered the damaging effects.

She blinked when he spoke again. Spunk? Her people considered it more like a brand of insanity. Then again, maybe it took one insane person to know another? Ew, now she was putting herself on the same level as him. No effing way.

'Maybe a cupcake will piss him off...' Whether they blew up in their mouth or their gut, Saiya-jins hated those too. They had more bang to them, leaving them with severe indigestuon or missing a few teeth.

Suddenly, an amusing thought came to mind. No Saiya-jin in his right mind followed fashion. However, perhaps he would help her spread mayhem in his quest to spread the good word of his awesome fashion sense. She giggled her sick little butt off. She could imagine their faces when they saw another Saiya-jin chucking paint bombs at them, it would be priceless. Turning back to the big gorilla, she snickered, hands on her hips as she stood there in all her pint-sized arrogance. "Well, your brilliant idea would not have come to life if it hadn't been for my awesomesauce paint bombs! But, yanno! I'll help you share that fashion with your friends if you want me to! I'm sure they'll get a kick out of it!" It was blasphemy to help a monkey for her, but on the flip side, this would be an interesting experiment. What did she have to lose besides time which was plentiful here anyway?

[Vegeta]

That meant the radar was probably somewhere in her office. They better not have left it in one of their damned vehicles like when they had needed it back during the Buu incident. Even after that, Bulma still had a slight penchant for misplacing the device.

He arched a brow, making a mental note to slap the stupid out of Kakarot for not telling him another Saiya-jin had been on Earth. Bardock's brother, that was...Turles. Yes, he had been a bit of a free agent, so he never kept track of what had happened to the bastard.

Since he didn't need either Pepper or Raditz tagging along for either of the hunts, he shrugged. "Do what you will. But direct him to whatever wash facility, I don't care which. By the time I get back with the Dragon Balls, you should both be done and you'll get to enjoy the show. We'll worry about clearing out that ship once we're done." Vegeta gave Bardock the order to standby while he went inside the house to search. Fine tuned, high speed movement in confined areas was a wonderful thing for finding objects. It didn't take him long after rummaging in Bulma's office till he found the radar.

Bulma, who was typing away at her computer, didn't really bother looking up since the minute she asked what he was looking for he had snapped that it was nothing for her to be concerned with. "Really? You got the dragon radar and the balls we already collected...I think that warrants some concern." The blue-haired woman kept on typing as he grunted at her. Vegeta had never really gone back to his 'I want to be immortal' mindset, but she wouldn't put getting older as a reason for it to return past him. She paused, now looking up for the first time, "Well, mister?"

"Well what?"

"What are you gonna do with all of that?"

"I'm going to watch television and stroke them. What did you think I would do with it?"

"And why are you going after the Dragon Balls?"

The Earth woman was a tough cookie to lie to for the most part, even for him. On one side, he didn't like lying to his mate because it wasn't right. And on the other, it could prove dangerous for his well-being. However, the truth might not agree with her. After a moment, Vegeta knew he had been silently staring at her too long before she audibly cleared her throat. "Hn." He grunted, blinking back into the outer world from his own personal thought bubble. "None of your business."

Silence was golden. Bulma straightened up, opening her mouth for some manner of protest but he left before she could start yelling. His absence really didn't stop her though. With the radar and the two Dragon Balls they already had, Vegeta made it a point not to stick around for her to catch up and pester him with more questions and flew into the air. He pointed at Bardock. "This will not take very long. Stay out of trouble with the woman while I'm gone." He turned and headed in the direction of the first signal at top speed.

"Vegeta! Get your short ass back here-Goku?" Bulma had stomped out after him, just missing his take off but she forgot about the prince for a second as she blinked at Bardock in confusion. Her head then turned to look at Raditz and her mouth dropped open, pointing shakily at him. The blue-haired woman gaped for a few seconds before her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she fell over in a shock induced faint.

[Sansho "Pepper"]

... Well that explained a few things. It seemed like every day that passed, she was learning about another disaster that had happened to the Earth that she had previously been unaware of. Was there some kind of dictionary or memo she could read to get caught up on this shit?

It was something of a relief that this stranger was speaking to her like a normal person. She knew that wouldn't last. Once this new guy met Wuko, she was doomed to be forever talked down to like she was a moron, since it seemed like no one could comprehend that she wasn't as stupid as her innocent obitcherpart.

At least there was one thing she knew. If anyone planted a tree like that on Earth again, she'd kill them. It was tempting to voice that opinion, but there was no need to. Besides, this guy was...

...

Was Raditz's father. She blinked at him before turning her gaze away, hissing softly and looking a bit uncomfortable. "... Yeah, whatever." Her green eyes slid to Raditz, studying him for a moment before she looked away, shrugging. "I guess it wasn't a bad idea in the end. I won't give Wuko that bad of a time for it... So.. Your welcome, I guess." She gave a shrug before turning her head to the prince. What followed next was fairly normal.. yet another shouting match between the fairy tale couple. The druidic warrior rolled her eyes, but eyed the window to her office. It was tempting to make a comment about him being whipped, but the last thing she wanted at the moment was for him to take his temper out on her. She was tired, dirty, and fucking hungry..

Oh. Hey. There was Vegeta running off, and the sound of hell on earth storming through the building. And out came Bulma... Who apparently had an extreme reaction to seeing... Raditz? The blue-haired woman began to fall and Pepper took a step forward-

-And caught her easily, looking at her before looking at Raditz. "Good Gaia man, what did you do to deserve that? I mean, your hair's pretty scary right now but I didn't think it was that bad..." Glancing around, she half-dragged, half-carried the human to Vegeta's favored lounge chair and laid her in it before turning to Raditz again. "All right. Let's go. I'll show you the wash facilities. Just keep up, all right?" By the time she had finished speaking, she had already moved and was opening the door to the building like the quick little shit she was.

"See you in just a bit, Bar... whatever. Barfuck? Barcock? Barduck? Was the last one right?"

[Raditz]

After they watched Vegeta leave to retrieve the Dragon Balls, Raditz turned to Pepper as it seemed she would be in charge of showing him around. Of course, he paused with some mild surprise in seeing the Earth woman he saw when he first arrived. He rather expected that reaction actually, so only watched with some mild amusement as she toppled over from fright.

"It's not my hair that freaked her out...I believe she remembers when I first arrived here on this planet, which I assure you had not been a friendly arrival." He shrugged, not giving her all of the details. If she asked, he might be inclined to explain, but until then he didn't bother saying much more then that.

Unlike her quickness, he still moved at his lazy pace. What was her hurry anyway? It wasn't like they were heading to a fight or for some food. Sure, they were both pretty messy, himself most of all considering the goo but he wasn't in any rush. Moving faster would get it off sooner but it wasn't like it hurt or anything. He shrugged order to keep up as he went ahead inside.

"Bar-dock." Raditz grunted with some amusement. "Asshole might be easier to remember."

Not bothering to wait for a response from his father, he took a moment to study the inside of the building. Much too small for his taste. Of course, it worked for someone like the prince, who was a little on the short side. But Raditz was considerably larger. He had to duck in the case of some doorways. Now he was considering the idea of just going to find some body of water to clean up in, but he wasn't in the mood to go tracking shit down at the moment. "I most definitely will not be staying around here..." The druid had plans to go back to the site and possibly clean up the area somehow anyway.

[Bardock]

"But everyone calls me asshole!" Bardock laughed as his son and the girl disappeared inside. When they were gone, he glanced over at Bulma. She was a familiar Earth woman, he'd seen her a few times when they sat observing some of Kakarot's endeavors. It was amusing that she remembered Raditz at all.

'Ah, everlasting impressions...' If that was the sort of reaction he got from Bulma, then he wondered how the others would react to seeing him. Her reaction was pretty bad and he hadn't really done anything to her. He wondered if his grandsons or Kakarot would be a little more hostile.

"Hn...Well..." The prince was off hunting and his son was getting cleaned up. There was very little for him to really do. He could go looking for Kakarot or his nephews, but it felt as if their ki signatures were in stealth mode. Better off discussing the matter with Vegeta in the meantime. For now, he supposed he would poke around, as he too wandered inside. He looked around the kitchen, initially mistaking it for a laboratory due to the shininess of the appliances. "Huh..."

He looked the fridge up and down before pulling the door open and lifting a brow at the food and drinks inside. 'Ah, a food storage unit. I guess this would be the-Hello, booze, my old friend.' Reaching in, Bardock swiped up a bottle half full of vodka. The stuff smelled interesting, strong. Certainly wasn't beer, but it had that scent of alcohol, so it worked. He took a swig and grunted at the burn. Damn, that was nice. Cracking a grin, he took the bottle with him to a chair at the counter to enjoy while he waited.

[Vegeta]

Gone were the days when it took days, even months to collect the Dragon Balls. Now it was a matter of hours really. It would have been a little sooner had a couple of the orbs not been in the possession of a belligerent demon and a stubborn old woman. He would have blasted both to smithereens but he had to practice diplomacy...So he knocked the demon out like a light and punched a hole in the old woman's car.

Diplomacy with Vegeta didn't necessarily mean he talked things out.

But he had them now and that was all that mattered. Quickly, the prince returned to Capsule Corporation...and what the fuck happened to the garden? Vegeta did a double take and saw Raditz was manipulating energy around some of the pruned shrubs. Oh, that druid business. Keeping the long haired Saiyajin around the house might not be such a good idea, he was bound to conflict with Bulma's mother who regularly clipped the shrubs and pruned many of the plants. Such practices were generally frowned upon by druids. He himself didn't much care for it, but it wasn't his garden.

"Where's Bardock?" He called to his subordinate, who responded with a drinking gesture as he pointed at the kitchen doors.

Vegeta huffed and made his way in to find Bulma with Bardock at the counter, and just about every drink bottle in the house between them. But odds were, the other Saiyajin had been the one doing most of the drinking. Bulma was just slightly pink in the cheeks and very much sober. Drink or no, she frowned at him, "You know, you could have told me and we wouldn't have to argue."

"Isn't arguing part of the perk to living with you?" Vegeta countered, he looked at Bardock. He gestured for him to follow as he started to head back outside, Raditz left the garden as it was to come closer for observation. Pepper might be in the training room, if he had to guess as he was not inclined to search by any means. "Well, I have the Dragon Balls. So come outside so that we can do this. Life for yourself, and the remains of your comrades. Pepper! Get your ass out here or you'll miss the show!"

Without waiting for the girl to make her way out, he dumped the seven orbs onto the ground. Together, they hummed to life, glowing in unison as they waited for the dragon to be called out. Bulma crossed her arms, keeping Bardock between her and Raditz. She was less than pleased that he was about, but she would make sure Vegeta kept him in line. The prince snorted to himself, glaring down at the Dragon Balls before he began the summoning. "Shenron, come forth!" The sky grew ominously dark and there was an abrupt, bright flash of light before energy burst from the balls and spiraled into the air. It snaked upward, for miles on end and soon the form of a massive, coiled green dragon manifested from the freed energy. Soon, the dragon Shenron towered over the entire city and he growled, the sound a heavy rumble in his throat.

The dragon stared down at them. "Why do I get the forboding feeling that I'll be seeing you again in another year...What is it that you wish?" Bulma waved as Vegeta shook his head. There was no doubt in his mind that the dragon was probably more then a little tired of seeing them, maybe Bulma in particular since he saw her on almost every summon. He turned to look at Bardock, "Well, you heard him. Make your wishes."

[Sansho "Pepper"]

In the time that Vegeta had been gone, Pepper, in her Kakiri incarnation, had just made a beeline for the shower units, shouting over her shoulder where another such unit was. It was followed by a sarcastic insult, a comment bordering on lewd, and the door sliding shut. Then, she had spent nearly an hour under the water.

As a desert-born being, she was normally adverse to wasting water. But the stink was just so wretched that she had to scrub and scrub and scrub and scrub at herself until the stench was gone. Her clothes had gone straight into the garbage, and she had just made a dash for her quarters. Honestly, she didn't own that much in clothes, and even just throwing the sports bra, the shorts and undergarments was a rather sizable dent in her wardrobe. Luckily, she had at least one spare set, and the gloves and boots were in free supply in the training room. This time, however, she pulled on one of the weighted navy gi tops that had been provided to her by Vegeta. It wasn't that she cared about modesty, because she clearly didn't. It was just more of a desire to avoid Bulma's acidic comments, though the shorts would no doubt earn that.

A trip to the kitchen for a bite to eat, as well as curiousity about Bulma and Bardock's conversation had wasted a bit of time before she finished wolfing down her food, made a sarcastic twit to Barock, and dove for the gravity chamber. With the weighted gi instead of her usual free-garb, it was a bit more of a work-out then usual, but one that was needed. By the time that Vegeta had returned, she was feeling a bit calmer and was enjoying the work-out, though she adamantly refused to give up control to Wuko quite yet.

Hearing her name shouted, she gave a frown before flying to the control panel and deactivating the unit. Immediately it felt like she was weightless, though she knew better. Grabbing a towel, she took just a brief moment to mop the sweat from her face. Swiping a bottle of water from the fridge, she opened the door-

-And almost seemed to appear next to Vegeta. Pepper had been fast before, but the training in the gravity chamber was beginning to pay off, especially when running, when the earth gave her an added boost. Cracking open the bottle, she eyed Vegeta as she tilted her head back to take a drink. "What the hell.. are..."

The Ikikesan trailed off as the energy just... shot to extreme levels. And the earth, both land and sky, reacted. Her green eyes widened as the sky darkened, lightning bursting from the ground and launching into the air, manifesting into...

... A giant lizard?

Dragon. The humans call those dragons. She had seen pictures of them before, even as she stared in shock up at the creature.

Wait. I remember the sky darkening like this before.. Several times. Glancing at Vegeta and Bulma, she couldn't help but wonder how many times this creature had been summoned by them, if his familiarity with the couple was any indicator.

And it'll grant wishes? Any wishes? How have I never heard of these? It was almost tempting to shout a wish for herself, but she knew that Vegeta would kick her ass. He wanted Bar-fuck to do whatever it was that he came to do. Pepper's green eyes turned to Bar-fuck, watching him before turning to the dragon. In the depths of her mind, Wuko was staring as well, fascinated by the dragon.

Almost makes me wish I could paint... Then I could try to capture this moment... Wuko whispered to her. For once, Kakiri had to agree. This was an amazing sight.

And she had a feeling that whatever was going to happen next was going to be equally amazing. Or a complete letdown, one of the two.

[Bardock]

When Pepper came down, Bardock and Bulma had gone from talking Earth booze to things humans dubbed as Super-Earths. They caught his attention in particular. One to ten times the size of this planet and possibly habitable. Perhaps if they got their race back on sure footing, they could consider colonizing one of those. He tucked the idea away for later discussion as he took a swig of rum just as Vegeta came back. Grinning, he carried the bottle with him as they came outside to witness the summoning as it took place.

Bardock took a lengthy moment to admire the sight, even if the dragon seemed to grow a little irritable with being stared at rather then the wishes being immediately made. The gargantuan beast was unlike anything he'd ever seen, and that was saying something. The hardened warrior had been places, done shit, killed things...Nothing compared to this. His eyes flicked to Vegeta as he was given the go-ahead on making the wishes and he remembered what Bulma had told him earlier before Pepper had joined them.

"The dragon likes to fuck with people sometimes...You have to be careful how you word your wishes."

So if he said 'I wish to have the remains of my teammates brought to Earth.' he might just do that, but they could end up all over the fucking place. Since that was possible, he had to be careful and not royally fuck it up.

"Well? I don't have all day." The dragon boomed, earning a chuckle from him.

"Impatient? Fine then. I wish to be brought back to life!"

The Saiya-jin smirked as the dragon stared him down for a second. The wish was straighforward and impossible to really make mischief with. The serpentine giant's crimson eyes glowed brightly suddenly as the wish was granted. "Your wish has been granted!" There was no showy magic or any sort of fanfare though. Only the halo over Bardock's head disappeared did they know the wish had been done. He himself felt much better then before too as he grinned, giving the big guy a salute.

"Thanks. Now..."

Pausing, he considered the wording. It would be rather long and somewhat more then what he had originally planned on doing. "Okay...I wish that the remains of every Saiya-jin that died off-planet from Vegetasei to be transported here ten feet away from us-" Bardock gestured to the expansive backyard of Bulma's home, ignoring her squawk of 'WHAT?!' as he continued, "While the remains of my teammates be placed here, before my feet. All on the top of the soil."

The dragon resumed staring at him. It was evident the dragon was trying to really dissect the hell out of the wish. The most he could do was jumble everything up in a mixed pile really. Fine then. "Very well." The dragon's eyes glowed once more as two thundering blasts of energy came down, one striking the earth several feet from them while the second crashed down in front of the monkey making the wishes. One rather mountainous pile of ash and bone was formed which buried a good deal of the garden as well as the gravity room while a smaller pile consisting of bones from four Saiya-jin was desposited near them. "Your wish has been granted and now I will return to my slumber...Until you people bother me next year." Brilliant rays of light flashed as the dragon disappeared and the seven orbs responsible for summoning him shot upward into the air before parting ways. Once it was all said and done, the energy that had crackled in the area died down and the skies returned to normalcy.

"Aweso-Fucker mixed everything up." Bardock grunted, kneeling to sift through his team's bones. He wasn't sure which was Toma...But Selypa was easy to figure out as he found the most delicate skull from the bunch. Not brittle, still sturdy to a degree thankfully. They must have stayed undisturbed for quite some time. He regarded the bare bone quietly for a second before standing up.

"Well, I guess we need to shuffle through that mess for other females later on. But Raditz, you can get started on it. Skulls would be best so we don't have double-bones. Don't bother with the ash." He then glanced at Vegeta and Bulma. "Think your kid has made any progress with that goo or should we check my brother's ship for that tank?"

[Raditz]

"You don't see that everyday..." Like his father, Raditz had never quite seen anything like that before. But it was amusing, as he looked at the prince and his mate he had to wonder how many times exactly they or his brother had bothered the immense leviathan.

'Huh, you would think such powerful relics would have some sort of limit?' Well, technically he didn't know whether there was or not. It wasn't as if they had made the wishes as that was left to his father, who was making them for the first time. But he imagined there had to be some sort of cut-off point. The long haired Saiya-jin didn't have much time to really dwell on it since right after his father was revived...

'What the hell...?'

The druid blinked, looking at the massive pile. Yeah, he expected to see quite a few there, considering some Saiya-jins never saw home after some missions. Then again, those tended to be relatively weak. It was a surprise that his father had their remains retrieved, and also a sad truth. If they were going to flourish again, they would have to resort to turning to the weaker members. For a warrior, it would be a depressing thought, but Raditz saw opportunity in it.

'It can almost be seen as a fresh start, possibly banish the overwhelming 'strength is paramount' ideals and go back to basic racial survival.' He doubted they would go back to the planet trade business if ever, if the prince had much say on the matter anyway. They would see in time perhaps. He grimaced at his father as the task of searching the boneyard for female skulls was plopped in his lap. Oh rapture.

Eyeing the pile warily, he figured the most logical starting point was at the top. He'd remove every skull, then organize as he went along. He knew the females would most likely be smaller if not more delicate featured, but he had never handled skulls on a regular basis that didn't involve just stomping on them. This was going to be a pain in the ass. Raditz huffed, making his way over to get started on his work. As he went to do that, Bulma and Vegeta both looked at Bardock before they exchanged shrugs.

"Dunno. But let me see." Bulma had an eyetwitch, obviously pissed off with how her backyard was temporarily converted into a damned graveyard. Maybe they could make some use of some bones, since Vegeta had been cooperative enough to let them test on his blood and all. She couldn't exactly do the same with his bones. She turned and headed for the lab to check on Trunks.