You've got me cornered, baby
Character Names: Vegeta and Zarbon
When: After this.
Location: Their hotel room.
Summary: Vegeta has almost drowned. Will Zarbon warm him up?
Rating: Hmm.. PG, possibly higher.
Warnings: Swearing, possible violence. No exploding though. :c
Vegeta stumbled through alleys and streets of Venice, minding bridges over waterways and just trying to keep himself from falling in general. He had sobered up considerably since Zarbon tossed him into the canal, and boy was he mad. Of course, his rage had been watered down a bit from his intoxication. He growled as he stumbled, putting a gloved hand against the wall of the buildings he was passing in order to stable his movement, "Damn it... how could I have let my guard drop that much... I should.. have known something like this would.. h-happen..." His speech was a little slurred, and his face was creased into a dark, furious scowl. When he found the entrance of the hotel, he sauntered inside. He wasn't sure how he knew which door was the one for him to choose. He stopped at the door, breathing slowly before reaching for the knob and grabbing it stiffly.
When: After this.
Location: Their hotel room.
Summary: Vegeta has almost drowned. Will Zarbon warm him up?
Rating: Hmm.. PG, possibly higher.
Warnings: Swearing, possible violence. No exploding though. :c
Vegeta stumbled through alleys and streets of Venice, minding bridges over waterways and just trying to keep himself from falling in general. He had sobered up considerably since Zarbon tossed him into the canal, and boy was he mad. Of course, his rage had been watered down a bit from his intoxication. He growled as he stumbled, putting a gloved hand against the wall of the buildings he was passing in order to stable his movement, "Damn it... how could I have let my guard drop that much... I should.. have known something like this would.. h-happen..." His speech was a little slurred, and his face was creased into a dark, furious scowl. When he found the entrance of the hotel, he sauntered inside. He wasn't sure how he knew which door was the one for him to choose. He stopped at the door, breathing slowly before reaching for the knob and grabbing it stiffly.