Mission [Locked to Vegeta, Nel and Trunks]

[crimsonblade]

Who: Nel Zelpher and Vegeta and Trunks Briefs
What: Jungle Patrol Squad
When: October 2nd to October 7th
Where: To the Jungle Fort
Summary: Nel and two Saiyans go out on a mission.
Rating: R, for Vegeta...


Nel had been surprised when Vegeta brought his son along, but so long as the wimpy looking guy could hold his own. She didn't care. It was a chance to get a look at what was going on outside of their enclosure, a way to exercise her skills freely, even under the watchful eye of the Malnosso.

It was a way to take her frustration at what had been done to her over a month ago out on those who deserved it.

Besides, it gave him time to put his money where his mouth was. If she understood that idiom correctly.

But, the jungle was hot and filled with bugs and reptiles and cultists. Lots and lots of cultists.

She turned to look at the two men behind her with a wry smile. "Are you two men ready?"

Comments

[misterbrief]

"Hah! I think the question is more, 'is Trunks ready'?" He shoots a sly eye over to his son, who no doubt was probably not excited to be drug along. But it would do the boy some good and get him to realize that their situation isn't exactly something he'd consider safe, no matter the facade that Luceti gave.

[capsulepresident]

"I'm ready. If traveling across the galaxy taught me anything, it's to be ready for the unexpected." Trunks says that with some confidence in his voice and on his face since it was true. He had seen a ton of different things during his trip in space and pretty much grew to have that attitude.

[crimsonblade]

She turned fully to look over Vegeta's son. "I will be honest with you, Trunks. I can use Runology to heal you if you get injured, but you'll be holding us back. It's best to not get injured at all."

Then, she turned to look at the older Saiyan. "And stealth is required here unless you really want to fight everyone near this destination." She raised an eyebrow at him. "That means you can't shout, Vegeta."

[misterbrief]

He knew his son could handle this, easily. But it was still amusing to see Nel be stern with Trunks like that. She had a point, and there were cultists who could easily strip them of their power. In fact, he's enjoying it until she turns to him with that accusing statement.

"I've been on plenty of missions before woman, just not in this universe, thank you. I know how to keep my mouth shut." That much was true. Though in the heat of battle, he's a lot less subtle and makes a lot of noise.

[capsulepresident]

He's slightly offended by Nel's attitude towards him and he lets it be known. "Excuse me ma'am, but I won't be holding us back. I'm more than capable of helping out even if I've never been on one of these missions. I helped save the world twice in fact, so please don't think of me as liability."

Though Trunks turns to look at his father, seeing he's not in his usual clothes and back in the clothes he used to see him in when he was younger. "It's been a while since I've seen you in those clothes, dad. The last time you wore them I was only a kid."

[crimsonblade]

"Let's get one thing straight. Don't call me ma'am. My name is Nel. All I ask is that you and your dad don't get us caught. There are more of those dog things...Shift Hunters, I think they're called... roaming around here. They're hard to kill and can inflict a lot of damage. I'm sure that you and Vegeta are tough fighters. Mostly because Cliff vouched for Vegeta.

"I would like to return to the enclosure alive. That's it."

[misterbrief]

"It figures there would be more of those blasted things around here. Hopefully we don't run into any cultists who have the ability to nullify our powers. Either way, we'll get by. No one's dying on my watch." He's not trying to brag, as he's being very serious now. Fighting the Third Party, as much as he lets his arrogant side flourish in conversation, is no joke. He's asked for help from someone to fight them, to teach him how to use a sword. That's saying something when the Prince sets aside his pride to ask for help.

[capsulepresident]

"I understand and I've done stealth missions before, Nel. So that won't be hard for me. I actually had to do one to get our spaceship back." But it's then that Trunks realizes what he said with his father present. Uh oh, that was one thing he didn't want him to hear about. Hopefully he's not about to get a scolding.

[crimsonblade]

"I won't apologize for making sure that you know what's at stake here. I take no joy in the fact that any of us could die here. If you pull your own weight, I have no problem."

She turned on Vegeta. "Save any lectures for your son for afterwards." And then she looked out to see a cleared path. "Let's go. Keep your eyes open for the Third Party and their minions."

[misterbrief]

An eyebrow gets raised at his son, but honestly whatever happened on that trip didn't matter now. They returned home safely, and the one problem that did follow them home was taken care of. What ends up getting his temper going is Nel's remark to him, which earns a sneer.

"Well, go ahead and lead the way then. Since it seems you know exactly what's going on."

[capsulepresident]

Trunks sighs before watching Nel to see where she'll go. Since as Vegeta said, she knows exactly what she's doing.

[crimsonblade]

Carefully, the spy covers her hair with her scarf, keeping all visual traces of herself down to a minimum. It's bad enough that she can't hide her tattoos very well, but at least her clothing and wings are dark, helping her blend into the jungle foliage easily. One hand is wrapped around her dagger, while she keeps her eyes open for any danger.

She slowly takes a few steps towards the jungle fort, walking the delicate balance between caution and practicality to get there without detection.

Nel stops a few feet from the tree line, looking around for anyone nearby before turning to her companions.

"Can either of you see or hear anything near us?"

[misterbrief]

He knew at least knew now was not the time for petty squabbles, following her and making himself hidden as much as possible. Albeit that may prove a little difficult for him since he's wearing a blue suit with white and yellow armor, but he's at least trying to conceal himself as best he can.

Keeping his voice down, he responds. "Yes, see over to your left. There's two there, though it's hard to tell their exact location. They're hidden pretty well alright, but I imagine that's the entrance."

[capsulepresident]

Trunks silently nods in agreement with his father, since he can sense the same thing and tries to formulate a plan in his head at the same time.

"I'm trying to calculate how we can get in there without setting off any security systems if they have those." He says this in a very quiet voice.

[crimsonblade]

"I see the two." She looks out further and hisses under her teeth. "They have a Shift Hunter with them.

"I doesn't matter what we try now, that thing's going to spot us and probably sooner than any of us would like."

[misterbrief]

"Only if we smell like a Shift to them. Neither of you reek of that, do you?" He says through gritted teeth. This is why he brought a sword. Exactly why.

[capsulepresident]

Trunks brought his own sword just in case, though he's not sure what his dad and Nel are talking about.

"I hate asking this now, but what does us smelling like a Shift have to do with this?"

[crimsonblade]

"I didn't fight them during Zampano's attack, so I'm not sure what he means either. My hands were too full fighting the cultists who attacked Fayt and myself."

[misterbrief]

"They're hideous creatures, made to sniff out the power of this world. And to top it all off they're completely immune to energy blasts. Why do you think I even bothered to take up learning how to use a weapon at all? I'm afraid even I'm going to need it now."

A sad fact. But Vegeta prefers to be prepared.

"Either way, we should be fine. I'd say it might be best to take the mutt out first."

[capsulepresident]

"Sniff out the power of this world? But we're not from this world."

So how would they detect them? Trunks isn't sure he can follow that logic very well. But oh well, he'll just follow his dad instead.

"Well regardless, let's go with my dad's plan."