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[There's a fumbling noise, someone's fingers scraping across the journal after hitting 'record' and a low groan before the sound of crunching snow.]

Ugh... Jeez... I. Guess that explosion was bigger than I thought.

[beat.]

Wait-- Where is everyone.

[Ooooh nononnoo this is bad. More snow crunches as the speaker gets to his feet, steps on the journal. After a minute of fumbling, the speaker's voice is louder, the journal closer to him now]

Okay. New clothes and this thing. And- [Wings. Ooooh man.] This... is bad.

...Recording, huh? [A minute while he looks the menu over and then the recording stops. Well. May as well send this to whatever network it's connected to. Maybe someone has answers.]

[Action; Outside the village, the scenery only looks different from where he'd just been watching his friends fighting so far as the snow and village in the distance. Mountains? Check. Trees and open areas? Double check. He's making the mental note of not seeing his clothes or sword anywhere nearby either and decides making his way to the village may be the best idea to get an idea of what's going on. He'll be outside and around the village for anyone to run into.]

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Well, maybe you should have used that brain of yours and figured it out. Maybe there is something wrong with you, you're acting very strange. I wasn't sure at first but now I'm pretty convinced at this point. Besides, you and I need to talk.

[Said dangerously. Vegeta isn't happy with Trunks, but unfortunately he's not talking to the Trunks that he's unhappy with...]

[Oh good he wasn't sure he'd get to see Vegeta Anger this soon, just what he was hoping for. Not. But oh god what'd he do now to make this even worse than it already was.]

Fine. I'm headed to the village.

Good. Because you've been pretty lippy with me so far and Saori seems to think something is wrong with you due to how you've been acting around her for the past few months. And I'm getting a little concerned myself. So you better be home by the time I get there. Understood?

[It suddenly hits him, Vegeta thinks he's talking to his counterpart walking ahead of him. Ooooh crapbuckets everything keeps getting more confusing. And Vegeta's pretty angry so just. Explaining the situation may not be the best course. Probably best to wait and let him see for himself.

But talking to him like a child just.]

Fine.

[Oh, that makes him even more angry. Angry enough that he snaps his journal shut in annoyance. Boy, when he gets home, he swears he's going to let that boy have it.

It's about twenty minutes or so until he actually arrives home, plenty of time for the boys to beat him there. He's walking down the path, thinking of how he was going to discipline his big baby of a son. He can't believe he has to do this when Trunks is nearly thirty years old, but he was living under his roof still and that gives him all the permission in the world to treat him as he pleases, in his mind.]

Edited 2014-02-11 22:10 (UTC)

[And there Trunks is, standing talking to. Trunks. He hasn't changed yet, still just has his own clothes draped over one arm, examining the holes in the back of the shirt his other self made when he senses Vegeta's power close by. A few things had started clicking into place with that feeling pulling at his mind and he looks straight up to the door when Vegeta starts getting close.]

[The door opens, and in walks Vegeta into the living room- and he stops. He hasn't even had the opportunity to close the door yet. His expression is nothing but complete shock and disbelief.

There's two of them. One was his son, and the other...the other couldn't be...

It can't be...

He's got to be seeing things. He's just staring, silently, until he gains enough composure that he just turns around walks back outside. He knew it possible that duplicates of the same person could be here just...he never imagined that he would see his future son show up here.

He stands outside, right outside the door, in the cold, trying to make sense of it.]

[And a minute later, Trunks is following to stand right in the doorway tugging his tank-top on, a little wince getting the wings through the holes in the back ugh this is going to be a problem later, he can tell.

Still.

He should. Probably explain that was him Vegeta was talking to on the network.]

Father...

[He knew, didn't he? He knew this was coming, or that it wasn't a far fetched idea that he could be here. His mind is muddled, with a sense that this shouldn't be surprising, but it is.

And he hasn't seen him in so long. It's been over two decades, and under these circumstances does he get to see his son again. But what was worse, were all these problems with his present son concerning his future self...it just...it's a nightmare that he doesn't want to deal with but has to because it effects people he knows, people who are unavoidable...]

Trunks. It's really you, isn't it? The one from the future.

[Deep breath.]

Yes.

[And lets out that breath he was holding. He's actually fairly surprised at how collected Vegeta seems to be from the start of this already.]

I was the one you... were talking to. Before.

Yes, I'm getting that now. I should have known by the way you were responding to me that something was up. But, there's been some problems as of late so it was easy to confuse the two of you.

[Because really, the cat was out of the bag already on that note.]

Well then. Welcome to Luceti. Seems I missed out on all the fun earlier.

['Luceti', huh. Watches the back of his head carefully a minute, clothes tucked under his arm]

So this isn't the Otherworld or the future, then?

No. [He finally turns to face his son.] It's what you would call an alternate reality, one that doesn't seem to interfere with our own universes. And it plays by its own rules, as you can imagine. I'll wager a guess and say you were filled in on a lot of what goes on around here.

Most of it.

[He'd noticed most of the differences between the Vegeta he was just with and the one before him but the difference in his face is what finally hits him. He can't help but stare.]

And from the sounds of it, you've all been here a while.

[By now, he's used to being stared at. Everyone has been bewildered by his appearance save his two children from his time. The lines in his face and the folds in the right light give away his real age, even if he looks forty-five most of the time.]

I've been here the longest among those from our world. But not as long as some others. There's a woman here from what I understand has been here for five or six years now, maybe longer. I've only been here a little over a year. So not as long as you think.

Still longer than I'd thought.

[Really, he wouldn't have expected Vegeta to last in a place against his will this long. Or this calmly. But all that does is lead him back to staring and wondering how long it's actually been and what's happened to facilitate this change in him.]

Look-- About before.

[Say it, come on, he's not a monster or anything]

I'm... sorry for the confusion.

Well, now that I know that you're still making a fuss about the androids, that tells me a lot. I'll quickly clear things up for you on that- they end up becoming our allies, because a greater force even more frightening than them appears that makes them change their attitude. Something you handle with ease in your time, so it's a non-issue. It doesn't effect us here, so there isn't a need to worry. We've got much bigger fish to fry.

[That and he doesn't know how strong Trunks is yet and since 18 is here he really doesn't want them to get into a fight...]

[fjlkajldf "Making a fuss", how dare. He instinctively turns his nose up a bit but still listens, not believing for a second that they could be anything resembling 'allies'. Something more powerful than his worst nightmares... Lovely. And if Vegeta isn't even worried about that in the face of whatever's here then...

He sighs quietly, watching his breath hit the air for a minute.]

So what's the plan then.

That's a good question. Prepare ourselves until an opportunity arises. It's all we can do. I've been going out on missions myself. Those points are worth more than some realize. I'm sure you've been told about that as well, yes?

Not much.

[Okay but. When has his father ever not had a plan in mind, even if it was just blast through everything head-first. That actually scares him a bit.]

... Wouldn't it be better to talk inside?

[Y'know. Where it's warm. And not freezing cold.]

Ah-! [He looks back at the house, before shrugging his shoulders. ~~The cold never bothered him anyway~~]

I suppose. [His boots crunch against the snow as he goes to open the door once more, entering the house and discarding his boots to the side. He'll lead Trunks over the couch, not taking a seat himself of course.]

[Vegeta isn't even sure where to start. It's still blowing his mind that Mirai is here. He's completely forgotten about the mission conversation because he's still taking this in.]

Well? Are you going to be staying here with us then or going off on your own?

[Follows him and. Realizes he hadn't actually thought that far ahead in this. Staying here. In this house with his father-from-the-future, his alternate timeline self who just yelled at him then hugged him and asked him to be the brother, and whoever else was staying here.

All while still trying to process everything else. His eyes are focused on the floor around Vegeta's feet, trying to make that call and it's such a ridiculous thing to feel so tense about but with everything...]

I don't know.

It might be a good idea to stay here a while.

Well, no one's forcing you to do one or the other. There's a spare bedroom here, and it's all yours. But I'd be careful, Kakarot's other son who you haven't met yet slept in it last and I don't know what surprises he might of left in there for you. He is seven, after all. [And infuriating.]

[Vegeta might also be dancing around the subject of whether or not the act of Trunks coming back to help them save their time turned out okay. He just doesn't know how to approach it fully, especially after telling Trunks the androids were allies of theirs.]

[Still watching the floor and not Vegeta himself because this is. Weird. Vegeta being somewhat hospitable is weird, this entire situation is just out of left field. Doesn't even register the idea of Goku having a second son, it'll hit him later, just.

God okay focus.]

I'm sure it can't be that bad.

You're going to be the one finding out, not me. Let's hope for your sake you don't find a nest of beetles in your bed. [Or other similar creepy crawlies.]

[He too, looks at the ground for a second, feeling how awkward this was becoming.]

Listen, between you and...him. Did that meeting go well between the two of you? [Meaning his other self, of course.]

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