"Meta...what?" Trunks looked perplexed, which allowed Leela to get under his guard briefly and land a punch to his sternum. Maybe he was off-balance himself, or just confused--Trunks didn't actually know what prompted it later. It had almost been instinct; a response to this challenge and baiting from Leela that was similar to what Jayne had been trying to do earlier.
Blue-eyes narrowed, the atmosphere suddenly charged again and dangerous. Leela was focused on the moment though, and too far into her kick. Single-eye widening as her booted foot was caught and held, Trunks straightening up and just...holding it. Spar over although the cyclops was allowed to pull back as she dusted herself off a bit too. That had been fun. Hands on her hips, shifting so she could watch both of them. "Not sure what that is either. I'm human, but...a mutant." Almost shyly admitted there, moving to rub her elbows self-consciously as she shifted and looked down. "From New New York, in the 31st century."
The off-switch had been triggered again, thankfully, as Trunks took a deep breath, hands going in his pockets. Hint of blush on his face, sheepishness, mumbling--but loud enough to be heard. "...half-human here. On my mother's side."
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Date: 2017-02-02 03:27 am (UTC)Blue-eyes narrowed, the atmosphere suddenly charged again and dangerous. Leela was focused on the moment though, and too far into her kick. Single-eye widening as her booted foot was caught and held, Trunks straightening up and just...holding it. Spar over although the cyclops was allowed to pull back as she dusted herself off a bit too. That had been fun. Hands on her hips, shifting so she could watch both of them. "Not sure what that is either. I'm human, but...a mutant." Almost shyly admitted there, moving to rub her elbows self-consciously as she shifted and looked down. "From New New York, in the 31st century."
The off-switch had been triggered again, thankfully, as Trunks took a deep breath, hands going in his pockets. Hint of blush on his face, sheepishness, mumbling--but loud enough to be heard. "...half-human here. On my mother's side."