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01 CON ● ACTION ● SIX OF DIAMONDS

( Ever since Adalinda arrived here, she's mostly staying out of sight and keeping to herself -- keeping away from people. If anyone attempted to talk to her up to this point or noticed her hovering close to them while they spoke to someone, she'll feign needing to be somewhere else and get the hell out of there before she can be confronted.

Until she gets her bearings and knows she won't lose her cool at the sight of anything/anyone/whatever, she needs to be by herself and think over the events that lead up to this. Because seriously! Wings on her back? This fancy journal machine... thing that seems to be able to contact others after she carefully inspected it? This sure as hell isn't Germany.

She finally comes to the conclusion that this isn't some sort of elaborate scheme hatched out by the Woman or this is some sort of dying dream she's having. Good for her? Bad for her? Who knows. All she's certain of is that there's a lot of places to explore but sticks to the buildings and houses and you know. Signs of life in this place. Seeing how she's possibly the only member in the Doe gang to be here, she can't afford risking the possibility of getting in trouble until her friends arrived to get her. One way or another. )

I suppose I have to make the most out of this until James or Josie get me out of this mess. Hell, I'll take up Jacob's help if it means getting nagged by him. First things first...

( She gives a distasteful look at her new outfit. One thing she cannot abide is being stuck with the clothes she finds herself wearing and careful inspection of the place she woke up this morning reveals no signs of her original outfit.

So rain or not she'll be heading to the Clothing Shop to find something nicer to wear and then check out the Welcome Center after hearing about it here and there. For now she'll duck into buildings or go closer to houses in a subtle attempt to inspect them, scout them out. She's no Point Person but she reckons she can pick up a thing or two from what she may 'accidentally' see or 'overhear'.

That and the rain was annoying to deal with how it made her hair get so matted and tangled and she wanted as much shelter from the weather as possible until she got to her destinations. She has a feeling this place doesn't have her brand of hair products. Great. )

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You're right, I don't help anyone who's going to come up to me and ask such moronic questions. [He rolls his eyes. Fine. Whatever.]

It doesn't have much use anyhow. [He doesn't think so at least. But Adalinda might find great uses for it.] There's a guide in the back of it if you haven't figured it out already. Otherwise you can use it to communicate with the other irritating inhabitants here. There's a texting function too, but the only real use I get out of it is using it as sort of a notebook for myself.

And yes, it has a camera too. [She looks like the type that would care about that function.]

( At least he's answering in details, she tells herself to keep herself from going into a sulk. Last thing she needs is to break character so early.

It is not easy and it takes all her strength to not scowl at his tone and his attitude towards her and stay looking interested in what he said, reminding herself she needs to learn from someone first hand as it was easier for her to learn. Slowly nodding now and then as she tried to soak the information in her head like a sponge, she calms herself down and resists the urge to be snippy or snobbish back at him. )

Hmmm... A guide on the back? ( Contrary to what he thought, the guide as much more interesting to her than the camera function. But just by a bit. She has priorities. She checks it and there it was. ) ...If you do not mind another moronic question from me. Could I ask if you know if this was always there for the inhabitants of here? Or was it eventually included in help people like myself learn it more quickly?

Hmf. I wouldn't know, I haven't been here all that long. And I really don't care. [That might be in the guide, which he's yet to read all of, but he's getting through it now that he knows there's things in there that he has to know.] Either way you're going to be here for a while whether you like it or not. So you might as well make yourself at home. That is, if you've even figured that much out yet.

Just wanted to be sure. After all the things I've heard from the others here, from the pleasant to the awful, I would have found it telling if the guide was there all this time or not. ( But she'll find out about this question later.

And again she needs to remind herself to not scowl or snap when he implies that she's too much of a moron to think of settling down here for a while. She doesn't believe he might be another nutjob or a threat like John Doe but nevertheless she isn't going to push her luck and get into a petty squabble. ) I know that much, monsieur. I'm already planning to look into an area to reside in and see if anyone is willing to let me learn some lessons of fighting from them.

You? Want to learn to fight? You don't look like you'd be able to slap someone without breaking your wrist.

Which is why I wish to learn in the first place. Isn't that the point of learning to fight. To become stronger, better than you are now?

( She's doing her damn best to keep a 'Duh' tone from coloring her words. )

[She just...cannot be serious. He's all for advocating people to train, but he just doesn't see her as a fighter and there's no impending danger at all in this village. Well, aside from the drafts, that would be a big problem but; why should he care? There was a chance this girl would never even get selected to fight anyhow.]

Have you even punched another being before? Or know what it is to be hit so hard the very muscles in your body refuse to respond? [CUZ MAN HE CAN TELL YOU ABOUT GETTING HIT]

( It never hurts to be prepared, especially with James and Josie no longer around to protect her. She crosses her arms and visibly huffs, taking offense that he thinks she never at least hit someone. Please. She got into enough scruffs now and then thanks to her job! )

I have hit people before. Punched and kicked and bit. The other person always looked worse than me. ( With some help from others or weapons but hey no need to learn that. ) I may not look like it, more so if you knew the history of my health, but I have come into quarrels and come out as the victor!

[He eyes her up and down.]

...Right. [Because he doesn't believe a word of that.] If you really want to train there's a place right behind Community House 3 where you can go. It has plenty of simulations and battle opportunities for you. But I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't end up at the clinic often.

( Oh. Now that's something she'll want to remember in the future. His comments after that, though, does dampen the festive mood she felt. )

I suppose you don't have any tips or ideas on how I can avoid consuming the time of those working on the clinic, hm? ( This is perhaps the closest thing to 'sharp' she will act t this man. She has no interest in getting into a fight. She has no interest in being belittled like some worthless fool either, thank you very much. )

[He laughs, hey he got her to stress some words in a sentence. That usually means irritation. He's mocked enough people in his time to recognize it.]

I'm not ruffling your feathers too much now am I? I thought for someone who's been in a few fights that they'd know how to keep themselves out of the clinic. I guess I was right about you. [TOTALLY CALLING YOUR BLUFF GURL]

But since you're so insistent I'll give you a tip, free of charge. Drink a lot of juice.

[Ok, not the best tip but it's sarcastically promoting good health...?]

I'm French, monsieur. ( When in doubt, always claim that your heritage is why you do this or that. ) We've always been a passionate group of people for what we believed in. So if I'm offended, it is mostly because you offend my pride as a woman from the land of the Franks.

( She adds a audible huff after that, now thoroughly unimpressed with his 'advice' and showing it now since it would be a legitimate reason for her to be annoyed with him. Addie reminds herself to not be too catty. )

Though I may not look like it, I am serious about my claims on wanting to train. ( What does she need to do to convince this guy this part? Put it up on a billboard with neonlights? ) While I'm sure drinking juice will be of great benefit for my health, practical tips will be of great assistance too.

[What the fuck does French mean, is that like-]

Your fries are disgusting. That also explains why you Earthlings call hotdogs 'franks'. I'd think that an entire culture could come up with better cuisine. [He folds his arms, cocking his head to the side.]

Fine, I'll deal. If you really want to learn to fight I'd suggest finding someone in the village who's willing to teach. There's plenty of those goody-two shoes around here that will do that for you if you only ask.

I'll keep that in mind next time when I return home to report these to my friends in the country.

( Holy shit. Addie is trying not to drop on the ground and laugh herself until she's sick and laugh some more. So he looks human but isn't? It sure explains what he said just now.

This is something she'll definitely keep in mind for time to come. ~~And to be fair 'land of the Franks' also makes her think 'land of the hotdogs' and she's always disappointed when she visits there.~~

At least she's full of enough glee that it makes it easier for her to grin in 'gratitude' at his wisdom. )

Would it be too much to ask from you recommendations of people who are willing? ( It'll help her not wasting her breath chasing after any who looks remotely capable of tossing a punch. ) I was also advised to ask others from a Monsieur Spencer but it'll help a great help to hear actual names. Surely a man of your build will need to have someone to spar with now and then, this facility for training or not.

You spoke with that heap of scrap metal? [These two don't get along so well.] Going by that it sounds like you've already had a pretty bad day. Unfortunately it doesn't get much better.

[Yes it does, he's being a grump.]

But if you want names I'm afraid I can't help you. There are plenty of fighters here but I wouldn't know if they'd be willing to teach. I haven't had to ask.

( She keeps note of how he reacted to her namedropping. Interesting and how rude too. Feeling obligated to defend the man, she does so and with some passion and, importantly, tact.

Don't make enemies, Addie. )

Correction! I spoke with someone who was helpful and informative. Charming yet honest. It is rare to meet someone like that. Even now it seems he and Monsieur Horner are the few that are here. ( Addie has a bark to her, yes she does.

Which might come with a bite sooner or later. His answer to her request is met with a look. A look only younger sisters or daughters can manage when they're Displeased. ) But that means you know specific people who fight, yes? Or no because if I am to venture into assumptions... I can see you being turned down by those you offer to spar with.

As I'm sure no one is willing to spar with a gentleman of your distinguished strength and skill in fear of embarrassment.

Well, looks like you've got a little sass, now don't you? Be careful, your mouth might be your end. [He recognizes her little defense of Spencer. It's not that he doesn't like her specifically, he just doesn't like anyone mostly. He doesn't know Jack so he's got nothing to say there.]

[Cliff or Saori would probably help her, or Tenten possibly, but he's not going to volunteer them to Addie to take her problems to them.] If I'm turned down it's because they know better than to fight the Prince of Saiyans. When you fight me you're only asking for an early grave. Anyway, even if I did know anyone who would be willing to teach I wouldn't just outright give you their names.

The makers of the fries must be sassy, monsieur. What are we without our wit. ( She takes the 'advice' well as someone with her temperament and ego would: Not very well. It shows with how she is giving him an arched eyebrow in reply. )

Prince of Saiyans? ( At this point anyone from her world and grew up with a childhood would have finally made the connection as to who Vegeta was. Probably had a 'Oh fuck me' moment that they were being snippy with Vegeta. Considering how Addie did not grow up with Dragon Ball GT, she only allows herself to soften up on her attitude. A little bit.

Because it explains a lot about his attitude. ) Ack! I had no idea you were of nobility. I must apologize then -- You must not be used to people not being respectful of you considering your station. I'll like to extend a formal apology for my actions that were made due to our interactions up until now.

[He usually doesn't make people address him by his title anymore but in this case he'll make an exception.] Yes, Vegeta, Prince of all Saiyans. And I expect to be addressed in the correct manner, while I think about that apology of yours.

[One day, someone will finally tell him he's a cartoon. One day. But today isn't that day.]

( If only Adalinda had the honor or proper childhood she would have been more than happy to do so. For now she's more than 'happy' to give a small curtsy in thanks for his generous apology, seeing no problem hamming it up a bit. )

I do thank you for your concession, Prince Vegeta. It isn't every day I get to meet such gracious royalty and I do hope one day, in one chance or another, I have the honor to repay this charity of yours. If you ever think of a fitting manner I can express, feel free to say so. I'm always about wanting to help others.

[Oh Addie, he can see brown-nosing from a mile away. He's not dumb.]

And I'll believe that as much as I believe that Namekian females exist. [Cuz she's totally going to get that reference dude. Totally.]

( Who doesn't like flattery though? Surely a prince would like to be praised or courted heavily.

... The reference definitely flies over her head and goes into the sky, never to be seen again from him or her because what. )

I must admit now: I'm not certain if that is meant to be a compliment or an insult to my character. ( It better be a compliment now. Excuse you she's (kind of) trying here. )

[He's been around enough people brown-nosing Frieza for the longest time, and it was enough to make him sick; he prefers real praise, one that indicates them being deathly afraid of him because they know he could take their life without breaking a sweat.]

Let's just say I'm not buying that. You could say I've been around the block a few times. [He doesn't look all that old because Saiyan genes are ridiculous...but he is. He is totally old.]

{ Huh. He's more intuitive than she gave him credit for. She gives him a genuine smile, the first since their 'run-in' with each other, and looks impressed. If it is grudgingly done, she shows no signs of it. }

Of course a person of character and experience can tell when words are truly praise or merely thickened honey. { That's the most sincere thing she's willing to say in regard to him calling her out, since saying more might reveal things about herself she rather keep hush hush. Like, it's her first day. No need for someone to find out she's a crook.

And because she has never had a normal childhood and never got to watch much cartoons or animes as a result, she'll end up saying, } No doubt in your young life you had to face that sort of trickery again and again considering your royal status.

[His young life. She didn't have any idea. And right now he's really not up for sharing either, so instead she'll get a hard glare and will have to do without an answer to the question.]

Perhaps you should stop trying so hard to impress me and focus on being a little more genuine. I'll see you around. It's a small village. [He's pretty done with her right about now. He steps around her and farther out into the square, letting his energy flame around him as he takes off flying, heading home.]

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