Manifest destiny

[lucetimods]

Who: Only the most daring of Lucetians!
What: Exploring the four corners of the earth!
When: October 27th until ????
Where: Literally everywhere!
Summary: Romaeus has granted the villagers the chance to explore the wider world, with the provision that he'd like them to finish his shopping list for him. But maybe you're a free spirit! You can't be tamed! The world is your oyster! (Please finish his shopping list.)
Rating: Varied

Everything you need to know is right here! Get your compasses and trail mix ready!

Comments

[fashionably_strong]

I'll just be friendly and see how they act before I start asking for any real information. I mean, most people will tell you about little things like where you can find the nearest public washroom or where they got that totally cute set of shoes they're wearing.

[Yeah, she's definitely going to have to be the one who asks those kinds of questions. She touches down beside him and peeks around.]

Let's go!

[And without any further caution, she starts walking toward the village.]

[misterbrief]

[If his tail wasn't wrapped before, it's curling around his waist now. He doesn't trust anyone around here, and the last thing he wants is to lose his tail.]

[He's put his wings under his armor, which probably makes him stand out even more as they enter the village. Occasional looks are shot their way by some of the townsfolk, but Vegeta ignores it. He knows those looks all too well from his travels around the galaxy, and quite frankly he doesn't have time to be worrying about it. Letting Bulla do her shopping sounds as good of a start as anything else, so he's checking around to find where their bazaar is or where their shops were. Of course he's not asking anyone. It probably doesn't help that he's wearing his scary face too, which is deterring even small children from playing anywhere near him.]

[fashionably_strong]

[By contrast, Bulla is friendly to everyone she meets. She compliments one girl who looks about her age on her super cute shoes and asks her where she bought them. She smiles at the little kids playing nearby.

She also approaches a man, gestures to her father and asks where she might be able to find some casual men's clothing because all her father has on him is his training gear. Yes, he IS really weight-lifting, sir. He's also done some competitive fighting in tournaments and takes it quite seriously, so could you point her in the direction of some men's athletic clothing? Thanks, you're awesome.

Her mingling goes on like that before she's at least able to find out where a lot of stores are. Now it's a matter of finding work.]

Okay, Dad. I've got a few leads. Maybe we can get you a loose t-shirt to throw on over your armor or something.

[misterbrief]

[He grumbles quietly. He doesn't want a t-shirt.] All I require is a cloak of some kind. I'm not here to get the latest fashion from the dark ages.

[He strides past what's obviously a clothing store, nodding his head at the entrance.] Go ahead. Go get your clothes. I'm going to go find something more productive. [And if he happens to find a cloak while he's at it, sweet.]

[fashionably_strong]

[Bulla's outfit gets some weird looks, but she emerges from the shop about twenty minutes later after some bartering with a new outfit on and a change of clothes. Aside from her hair, she looks much more like she belongs here.

She's also got a poncho-style cloak for her father and finds him quickly enough. It's not hard to sense his energy.]

Ta-da~~ What do you think?

[misterbrief]

[He gives her a look up and down quickly, and there might be some hint of a shrug (or maybe it was just him turning back around), and he starts to walk off as he speaks to her.]

Come on. I figure the best way to get anything out of this place is to go to the ones suffering the most. They'll talk.

[Sorry Bulla this is businesssssss]

[fashionably_strong]

[Bulla might be more annoyed at the lack of response, except her father's never been a shopping enthusiast. He let her take the time to do some shopping, and that's enough.]

Don't forget to put on the cloak I got you. They'll probably be more comfortable talking to us if we don't obviously not fit in.