Note: Didn't think it would take so long to blast off to Namek. Sorry!
Finally the day has arrived. The last four days before the Spacecraft was completed have come and it's now ready to fly off towards Namek. I opened the window of my room and descended to the ground with more grace than I had a week ago, my power was well and fully restored. I walked towards the front of Capsule Corp where the repaired Namekian ship now stood.
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“Y/N, I see your up now. Hope you're ready to set off for Namek!” Bulma exclaims beside the ship wearing a full on Astronaut suit, her blue hair now cut shorter then it had been prior. Weird. “Hey why don't you have the suit I gave you on?”
“The ship works doesn't it? I don't see the point of a space suit when the spacecraft should accommodate us.”I reply, walking up to her and inspecting the space shuttle. “Are you positive this thing can get us to Namek?”
“Yep, this bad boy was practically ready to go when we found it! Just needed a few adjustments and a language fix.” Bulma confidentiality exclaims, patting the side of the Namekian ship.
“Yes, no need to worry when you've got two of the world's most brilliant minds working on it.” An older voice says as an older human male walks into view from the side of the ship.
“Morning Dr. Briefs.” I greet Bulma's father. I hadn't really interacted with the older man, but I saw enough to know he was exactly the genius he claims to be. “I suppose all that's left now is to wait for Gohani to arrive and then will be off.”
“Yeah, I hope we're not too late. Maybe will even beat your dad there.” Bulma states, making me think back to my failed attempts at contacting him or Nappa a week ago.
‘They could very well be d-No. Dad isn't some weakling that would just die so easily, perhaps they're keeping a low profile.’ I shake my mind away from those thoughts and refocus on the ship I'd be spending the immediate foreseeable future in.
“Oh I think I see Chichi's ride flying in the distance!” Bulma says, as we all look toward the sky. Sure enough a flying vehicle is approaching us at a moderate pace before descending down a couple of feet from us.
Stepping out from the vehicle was a mammoth of a man with a horned helmet atop his head and many bags and suitcases in his burly arms. “Sorry we were late. Chichi wanted to make sure everything Gohani would need was packed up.”
If I recall correctly, this was probably the Grandpa Gohani mentioned during our training sessions. She didn't lie about how ginormous he is, he's bigger then even Nappa.
“Wow. So this is the space ship!?” The burly man said, awe at the advanced technology. “Amazing! I hope there's enough room for all Gohani’s stuff!”
“Speaking of, where is she?” I ask, as Chichi pulls out yet another suitcase.
“Come on, Gohani! Everyone's waiting for you!” Chichi urged, nudging her to step out of the car. As soon as I caught sight of Gohani, I understood her reluctance. She hung her head, dressed as if she were heading to her first day of school rather than a space expedition. Her once unruly hair was now trimmed into a neat bowl cut, which left me confused.
