⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ " Your appearance and such. " ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ He pauses. He hadn't committed cold blooded murder in well . . Ever. Actually, when he was with Eighteen at first, he never killed anyone. " Alright, shut up. Just . . Give me- " ' P - Please! Let me go!! I won't- ' " You too! Shut it! " ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀

⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ To him, Gero was not cold-blooded murder. He got what he deserved, yet this man didn't deserve such a thing. He grits his teeth, his hand outstretching. He could do it, so easily. " Why . . Why do you want that? " ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀

⠀ ⠀ dodging (several*) ki blasts from the reader. " not bad. you need to work on your aim though. " ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ Tuning his bass guitar - idly. ⠀ ⠀

CAL.⠀ yall ever worry people do things with you just because you're nice to them and they're bein' nice to you? gah

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ it's rude to stare y'know. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ It looked like the man before them would run at any moment. A spark of electricity-like energy forming in his palm. " He probably has . . people who care for him, twenty-two. " ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ He's under his motorcycle, face smeared with oil, working on some tune ups. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Maybe if it's from you, it ain't so bad, hm? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ And what exactly is that? ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ Seventeen knew she was right. He would die eventually. And no one else would know, so . . " No. I'm not. " Keeping his expression stoic, his energy sparked, and within a blast that created sonicbooms with it's speed, the man was fully encompassed and evaporated. ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ If she doesn't mind passing some tools - otherwise he's fine. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ not for saiyans - he just has a soft spot for her. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ " Lots of people I've not met. " The raven-haired android stares at the creature. Her skin color looked like . . he shouldn't presume. " Who're you then? " ⠀ ⠀

⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ Finally the weathers heating up - time to hit the beach. ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀

ㅤ ㅤ He exhales. He doesn't need to breathe, but he does. Call it instinct, from holding his breath at such a tense moment. His hues dart towards her. " I didn't do it for you. " He flicked his wrist, crossing his arms and glancing away. " I'll get back in practice. " ㅤ ㅤ

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ " What? Will this be on the test? " Hand on his hip, taking a glance to Twenty-Two. It didn't feel nice to be under such scrutiny. " Or the practical exam? " ㅤ