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Trunks Briefs ([personal profile] fighting4afuture) wrote in [community profile] legionworld2016-06-03 09:08 pm

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Who| Trunks and open to anyone
What| Getting used to new surroundings! And other things.
Where| Observation deck, gym
When| N/A
Warnings/Notes| N/A? Maybe some musing about his bad end future.


Waking up feeling like death wasn't exactly new territory. He'd actually died once, not all that long ago, so Trunks had to guess it was almost all uphill from there. But feeling so incredibly weak wasn't normal at all, even on the rare occasions he was sick, or when he'd gotten kicked through a few buildings and was recovering from the broken bones and near-death experience.

It wasn't that he did feel ill, no. He just didn't feel right. He was, of course, in tune with his own body--he sort of had to be--but when he'd picked up the cup of water he'd been left with the usual light grip he'd need to use so he didn't crush it, the cup fell right out of his hand. The medics had insisted on doing tests, of course, but they hadn't found anything that they considered wrong, so when Trunks had asked--politely, of course--to leave, they hadn't had any reason to keep him. Especially when he'd promised he'd come back if he felt sick.

He'd gone to the observation deck, first--staring out into space, then down at the Earth. He took stock of how exactly he felt, mulling over in his head what he'd been told about the Legion and the recent battle and where he was. When he was. He'd say he'd overshot his future, but he knew that wasn't true. He remembered killing Cell, he'd been flying back to West City, relieved it was all over, then...nothing really, before he'd been picked up by the extraction team.

Then, after deciding he wasn't going to feel better until he knew what exactly he was capable of, he asked for directions to the gym.

Trying to lift heavy objects immediately after his release from the medical bay probably wasn't what the doctors had in mind, but Trunks had never considered five hundred pounds to be exceedingly heavy. He'd been able to lift that and more since he was a kid--so he'd loaded up a barbell with that weight, the individual discs not seeming too much. Altogether, though, it was more than he could even pull off the floor.

That didn't exactly make him feel good. In fact, it made him feel uneasy--almost anxious. Anyone walking in on him would find him breaking down everything and putting it away, afraid to even see what he could do now.
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-04 02:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Videl entered the gym just as Trunks was getting ready to leave it. At the sight of an unfamiliar face (or, rather, the back of an unfamiliar head), Videl diverted from her usual track and headed to the weight training area. It had become a habit of hers to try to get to know most of the people who regularly used the gym, in part because she spent a lot of time here, but also because she was still trying to find a good sparring partner. Convincing Gohan to spar with her felt like pulling teeth to Videl; even though the adjustments to their powers put them more or less on equal ground in this universe, Gohan still rarely trained with her.

As she approached, Videl noticed the pounds printed on the face of one of the weights. Between this weight, the others around, and adjusting for however many he had already put away, Videl counted at least 300lbs.

She gave a low whistle, clearly impressed. "Did you really just deadlift three hundred pounds?"
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-04 08:39 pm (UTC)(link)
As this new recruit --and Videl was sure by his air of dejection that this guy was a new recruit-- turned around, she got her first good look at him and let out an astonished gasp. "Trunks?!"

It was hard to mistake Bulma Briefs's bratty son, especially after the long hours Videl had been stuck with him and the rest of Gohan's friends and family on Kami's Lookout. Except --and here, Videl's shocked expression turned inquisitive and one eyebrow quirked up higher than the other-- she was sure that Trunks had been a kid when she left. No more than eight or nine years old. There was no way he could've already gone through puberty since she'd been gone! ...Right? (But considering he was a half-Saiyan like Gohan, she was starting to second guess her certainty.)

Videl took a few steps closer, peering up at Trunks to get a good look at his face. He looked like like his father in a way that was eerie to Videl, except that he wasn't currently glaring at her like Vegeta did whenever Videl was in his general vicinity (which was thankfully rare).

"You're..." Videl grasped for words. "...Grown up." She paused. "You are Trunks, right?"
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-06 02:28 am (UTC)(link)
Videl straightened up and crossed her arms. She stepped back a bit, giving him the space he so clearly desired.

"No, we've definitely met," she insisted, nodding to herself. "It was at the 25th World Martial Arts Tournament this year, remember? You won the Junior Division." There's no way he could possibly forget that. Videl still remembered clearly when she won the Junior Division at the 24th World Martial Arts Tournament, the way the crowd cheered for her and the certainty with which she knew she wanted to keep doing this forever.

Videl shrugged. "I guess it's not like we ever talked much. Even before, well, all that stuff with Buu happened..." She hesitated for a moment. Thinking about those stressful days still unsettled her. "Well, even before then, you and Gohan's little brother were always joined at the hip anyway." The image brought a smile to her face, even though the two boys were incurable little shits when they were together.

"Or maybe R.J. lied to us and time really does pass back home." Videl looked Trunks up and down. "You're, what, sixteen? Seventeen?" She counted the years on her fingers. "I guess that means Gohan and I have been gone for eight or nine years, then."
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-06 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Videl shifts her weight from one leg to the other, drumming her fingertips on one of her arms.

"Of course I know about Cell. Who doesn't?" Although after meeting Gohan, she'd discovered that she knew a lot less about Cell than she thought she did. "I watched it on TV when I was little. The whole world still thinks Papa did it." Videl sighed and shook her head.

"It was Gohan, though." Saying that made her swell with pride, as though she had anything to do with it. "He said it all started years before Cell appeared, because someone--"

The words stopped dead in her mouth. "You're that Trunks," she said wonderingly.
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-13 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
"I guess I know about you, but you don't know me. I'm Videl," she offered, even though he didn't ask.

"My dad's Mr. Satan," she added after a moment. It was a little weird to have to supply that fact for once, though she had a feeling Trunks had already figured that out from context. Based on Gohan's description, this Trunks was smarter than the bratty kid Videl knew.

"This is just too bizarre." Videl shook her head. "Gohan told me about all the time travel stuff and it's not like I didn't believe him, but it just seemed too weird to be true."
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[personal profile] notwithoutafight 2016-06-29 02:54 am (UTC)(link)
The reminder that her boyfriend is an alien half-breed makes Videl chuckle. In the grand scheme of things, that's pretty weird.

"That's a hard call," she admitted. "Up until a few months ago, I figured all aliens would be freaky green monsters like Cell."
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[personal profile] fourstars 2016-06-09 07:25 am (UTC)(link)
Gohan didn't frequent the gym as often as Videl did. For the most part, he did his training in his biome, so he didn't have a lot of reason to use the gym. As such, when he walked by the gym, he hadn't been expecting to find any reasons to stop in. He figured he'd see a few Legionnaires training, maybe even find Videl, but otherwise nothing of real merit.

At least, until he saw a familiar head of lavender hair. And looked down to see an equally familiar denim jacket.

"T-Trunks...?" Gohan reached up to rub his eyes, making sure he wasn't seeing things. But nope, that sure was the Trunks from the future, looking almost exactly like he remembered him from seven years ago. It would've surprised him more, if he wasn't already aware of the dubious nature of time and space when it came to the rift.

But it was still uncanny, seeing someone he'd last seen seven years ago, who still looked exactly the same. Definitely... surreal.
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[personal profile] fourstars 2016-08-26 04:37 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh man, it is you!"

If Gohan was aware of how awkward this was for Trunks, he certainly wasn't showing it. Instead, a huge grin spreading across Gohan's face, as he stepped into the gym and went in for a big hug. Sure, it'd been so long, that Trunks was probably not used to seeing him this old. But it'd been much too long for Gohan, and honestly... there was something refreshing about seeing him again after all these years.

Maybe because technically, without Trunks' help, they'd all be dead.

"I haven't seen you in years!" Gohan let go of Trunks then, stepping back after the surprise hug. But still grinning like an idiot, making it clear this was definitely a pleasant surprise. "How've you been? How's your timeline doing? Did you take care of the androids in your time? What about Cell, did you seek him out?"

Finally, something dawned on Gohan. Something that should've dawned on him earlier, given the temporal physics at work.

"... Actually, what's the last thing you remember from back home?"