01 CON ● ACTION ● SIX OF DIAMONDS

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( 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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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.

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[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.]

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( 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.

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[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.]

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( 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. )

[misterbrief]

[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.]

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{ 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.

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[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.]