Bulma is still certain that there were no cryogenic projects going on, or at least none she knew about. Which was the worrying part, if she didn't know about it. For the first time in a long time, she regretted how big the company had grown.
Shaking his hand, and walking as they talked. Even if she was much older, it was still nice to be treated at least a bit like a celebrity. It had been a long time... Some common places and basics about the attacks on the cities, horror stories about 17 and 18. Things that were a good form of 'small' talk and light probes for information. Bulma wouldn't lie she was relieved when Trunks was back in view, along with a large blue box.
It was an unusual design though, and Trunks looked bored as he was leaning against it. Pulling out her tablet again, as he spoke. "The rest of the area is still in ruins, this is the only thing that stands out." An eyebrow raise as well, as he continued. "And the door is locked."
Bulma resisted the urge to ask why he hadn't just broken in. Then again, maybe he was just being really cautious for once--that energy spike hadn't been like anything they had seen before after all.
Ignoring Dr. Smith for the moment, as she fiddled with the tablet, and that was curious. Moving closer to the large blue...police box? What was a Police Box? ...also brought her conveniently closer to Trunks.
Her smile dropping, and a faint worried look returning to her face, was all the warning her son needed, as he stepped in front of her while Bulma turned. Checking her scanner again, and leaning out slightly. "Why don't you unlock it, Dr. Smith? And maybe tell me some of the actual truth?"
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Date: 2017-01-24 02:08 am (UTC)Shaking his hand, and walking as they talked. Even if she was much older, it was still nice to be treated at least a bit like a celebrity. It had been a long time... Some common places and basics about the attacks on the cities, horror stories about 17 and 18. Things that were a good form of 'small' talk and light probes for information. Bulma wouldn't lie she was relieved when Trunks was back in view, along with a large blue box.
It was an unusual design though, and Trunks looked bored as he was leaning against it. Pulling out her tablet again, as he spoke. "The rest of the area is still in ruins, this is the only thing that stands out." An eyebrow raise as well, as he continued. "And the door is locked."
Bulma resisted the urge to ask why he hadn't just broken in. Then again, maybe he was just being really cautious for once--that energy spike hadn't been like anything they had seen before after all.
Ignoring Dr. Smith for the moment, as she fiddled with the tablet, and that was curious. Moving closer to the large blue...police box? What was a Police Box? ...also brought her conveniently closer to Trunks.
Her smile dropping, and a faint worried look returning to her face, was all the warning her son needed, as he stepped in front of her while Bulma turned. Checking her scanner again, and leaning out slightly. "Why don't you unlock it, Dr. Smith? And maybe tell me some of the actual truth?"