The Infection Begins...

[misterbrief]

Who: Bebi Vegeta and everyone who wanted to be involved with the Bebi Plot
What: Tuffle Infection Plot!
When: May 6th- May 12th
Where: Everywhere in Luceti
Summary: Bebi has infected some of the residents, who have infected other residents, who have infected...you get the idea.
Rating: R at the worst, if it's higher take it to somewhere else.

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It wasn't until the day of the sixth that Vegeta finally had been able to get out of bed after a few days of a high fever, and his agenda today included making visits around town, to see a few people he knew. A monumental day for him, or rather, the parasite controlling him.

To everyone else, the week started as normal. But as the days go on, more and more fall to infection. People go missing, for a day at most, but they come back. And they too, are sick, but not for long. Some make their way to go work on something important, but no one knows what. But there is something amiss, and only the residents can save themselves from coming under control of this parasite.

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[windandrain]

Alright. The house should be fine. The roof's as good a place as any and Helios is out.

[Always such a busy guy. She shrugs and starts meandering that way, happy enough to just go along with it.]

[misterbrief]

Is he? That's too bad. [Guess he can't kill two birds with one stone, but that doesn't matter, maybe he'll just have Saori take care of it for him later...]

I guess we'll just have the house to ourselves then. It will be nice.

[windandrain]

Well...I suppose it is.

[That is odd, given that Helios and Vegeta are hardly more than acquaintances through her.]

But right, yes.

[And they arrive, Saori gesturing up to the roof, bending her knees to jump.]

Let's head up then.

[misterbrief]

[He floats up, joining her in landing on top of the roof. It's a nice little roof, somewhere Vegeta has been before it seems, and it doesn't surprise Bebi in the least bit.

He's been rifling through more information about the woman, and everything that has to do between the two of them.]

Ah, yes...you know, you could do with a couch up here, and with a little coaxing I might even help you with it.

[windandrain]

Well, I've got the love-seat up here. It's what Yuuna preferred when she was here.

[She gestures to the two-seat padded wicker seat and heads over, finally dropping her grip as she takes a seat.]

But a couch might not be awful. I'll think about it, but I can move it on my own thanks.

[A gentle reminder that she's hardly a weakling.]

[misterbrief]

[He walks over to join her, relaxing next to her as his arm goes over the back of the love seat.]

Going to deny me a chance to do something for you for a change? Hah, I never would have thought.

[windandrain]

[She leans back and laughs softly, not quite touching him because he's so weird about that.]

Well, if I can do it myself, I will.

[misterbrief]

[Inclining his head, he raises his eyebrow and smirks.]

And what if I don't let you?

[windandrain]

Then I'll have a couch I didn't move.

[Because she knows he won't physically stop her, after all.]

[misterbrief]

I guess so. So that just means I'll be getting what I want then.

[windandrain]

I guess so. We'll both get what we want in the end.

[She's not picky about how it's accomplished.]

And you know...it's a little odd, you being so friendly. But I can't say I mind it.

[misterbrief]

I've been feeling a bit generous since I got back. Perhaps you should take full advantage of it while you can. These shifts don't last forever, you know.

[He leans in only in the tiniest bit.]

[windandrain]

[She doesn't react to the leaning, she just sits there and closes her eyes, smiling contentedly.]

Well, alright. I may just do that. It's good having my champion here with me, not demanding that I feed him sushi. I don't mind...but at times it is nice being treated with the same generosity.

[misterbrief]

Feeding me isn't the only reason I stay around. It seems to me that is not fitting just to see you as a food source.

[windandrain]

Oh? [She shifts herself, propping her back against the side of the loveseat and opening her eyes a fraction.]

If not that, then why do you stay around?

[misterbrief]

[He shrugs, turning to her and leaning further into the love seat.]

I suppose you could say I enjoy it. We do spend quite a bit of time together, after all.

[windandrain]

Well, yes. We do, don't we?

[She bobs her head and stretches her hands up over her shoulders to cradle her head.]

I wouldn't change that for the world, either. I'm glad to have you as a friend. And lucky to have you defending me.

[misterbrief]

We do. In fact, I wouldn't mind it if that time together increased.

[He pointedly ignores the rest of what she'd said, complimenting him. He didn't care, he knew all that by now. He knew everything there was to know from Vegeta's memories, and my, this woman was powerful as well as pretty. Maybe she'd make a nice Queen, even better than Bulma had.]

[windandrain]

Oh? Well I'm not opposed to that. Did you have something specific in mind? More dinners and training? Or something more like this?

[She...doesn't really think he's proposing anything romantic, and he'll have to be a lot more forward with her, as dense as she is.]

[misterbrief]

I was thinking something more...intimate.

[How's that for being forward]

[windandrain]

[Her eyes go wide for a moment, her cheeks flushing scarlet and she looks away. Huh...what?! What?!?!

Was he seriously...asking for that?!?! After...Valentine's? And all that...and...she's engaged! And he's married?! The whole thing is just completely unbelievable, and she's stunned into silence...]

[misterbrief]

My, don't look so shocked. I'm not asking you to hop right into bed with me. Just something a bit further than what we have now would be nice. A nice slow start, you could say.

[He's still calm. Look at her face, she's blushing, it's cute.]

[windandrain]

[She swallows, a bead of sweat trickling down her cheek. It's still way, way too much to process.]

What about Bulma? And...Yuuna? I'm engaged, and you're married.

[misterbrief]

Bulma has always been fond of you. And, well, I suppose you don't get to choose exactly who you become attracted to, now can you.

[He leans in a bit further now, but he's still not touching her.]

I've always wondered why you've been so attentive to me as well, maybe you can tell me more about that...

[windandrain]

[Yes, Bulma liked her she knew. But...Bulma was also incredibly jealous. She knew that too. And Yuuna would hate it.

She makes no move to get closer, instead she's just staring off into space.]

Because you're a friend. I care about you that way. That's...all.

[It's not all, but she's not willing to admit that she's attracted to him. Not now, and probably not ever. Even if deep down she already knows it...it's not what she wants. And this is...wrong. He'd never, ever have said things like this normally. Even during Valentine's.]