After much debate, both Goten and Trunks settled to just have the wedding outside near where Goku lived. It would be away from the city and it would allow them the room they needed to invite everyone they knew. Friends, family, mostly family as they settle to just hold it in the spring when the weather was warmer. Bulma was gushing about dresses but Sara didn't seem all that enthusiastic about the idea. She was fine with robes, she got used to those. She didn't like dresses, or corsets, to tight for her liking, found she didn't need them. Her body seemed like it could hold its own, might have something to do with her lycanthropy.
She just lets out a soft whimper of protest as Bulma keeps pointing out different dresses in some catalog to help get an idea of what she might like. "Bulma please, you've been at this for two hours, I keep telling ya, I don't do dresses..." The woman huffs, what girl didn't dream of this day, she used to, but she grew out of it. Figured Sara never really had the luxury to give it thought with everything she went through. "You'll only have to wear it once." Sara throws her hands in the air. "That's the problem if I'm buying anything I want it to be for a longer term than one day..."
She felt it was such a waste to buy something and never use it again. Not that she was uptight with money, never that but she liked making sure whatever she had she could put to use. Bulma nods, slightly understanding now as she taps her chin. "Besides, it's four months away, by then this little fella will be showing more." She gives her stomach a poke. Bulma didn't think of that and gives in. "Maybe..we can just rent a dress, that way you don't have to worry about owning something that'll just sit in your closet."
"Thank you.." Sara lets out a low sigh of relief as Bulma sits back. The two of them had been sitting in her lab, in secret so Trunks wouldn't see what they were up to. Sara feels her tail move slowly as she sat with Bulma. She found, over time she liked the blue haired woman a lot. Was always kind, took the time to explain what something was. Bulma seemed to understand that she didn't know a lot about this world and didn't make her feel like she had to rush learning everything.
It was nice, Sara was not used to having a 'mother' figure in her life. Her ears twitch as they perk up, trying to remember who gave her the 'talk'. She must had looked confused as Bulma tilts her head. "What's wrong?" Sara was quick to shake her head. "Oh I was just thinking, trying to remember who gave me the talk, you know, the birds and the bees...I can't seem to remember..." She gave it a lot of thought, but nothing was coming to mind.
She even leans her head to the side and Bulma giggles a bit. She always looked like a confused puppy when Sara did this. After a solid minute Sara gave up. "I..have no idea when or where someone told me that bit of information...maybe someone on the battlefield..one of my fellow fighters...damn well I guess it doesn't matter.." Bulma just smiles as she places her hand on the girl. "Don't over think things, you know you're rather smart, you catch on very quickly." Sara feels herself blush at that. "Thank you."
Vegeta wonders in, more or less checking on them. Bulma always found it funny how he would just show up. Trying to act like he was just walking through when in reality he was keeping his eyes on them. "I do have one question." Sara looks up at her and nods. "Sure what's on your mind?" Bulma takes a minute to ask. "How did you figure out you could use magic?" Sara smiles at that as she leans back in her chair. "Oh that, I was fifteen, sixteen maybe, don't really remember." She shakes her head after a minute. "Anyways, it happened rather quickly."
She watches Vegeta sit down before continuing. "At any rate, I was with a small group, somewhere out near the border between Morrowind and Cyrodiil, looking for a small cave that had been taken over by goblins. It got dark so we made camp and I got a pit ready to make a campfire. Well as I was about ready to look for the flint and tender but before I could use it a small spark came from my hands." She snaps her fingers, creating a small flame over her index finger. "Something like this, I was so surprised."
She blows out the fire and smiles at them. "Went to the mages guild a few days later and they helped me figure everything else out." Bulma nods, must had been so surprising to learn she had something she didn't know about. "You said your dad used magic?" Sara gives her a small nod. "He was a mage, like I said before he's the one that made this bag." She holds it out, despite it being so old, it looked in good condition, still worked at least. "It's actually rather rare for a human to turn out part mage part fighter, it's more common with elves."
The only other person she came across that was like her was Angelo. He worked for Sarevok, she had to kill him, it was a shame. Sara moves slowly as she looks at the both of them. "I do appreciate how...okay you are with all of this.." Bulma blinks and tilts her head a bit. "Of course, trust me, I've had years to get used to being around Saiyans and everything else. I think I can get used to a werewolf." Sara laughs a bit, made sense. People liked her, okay so that wasn't a first, but no one here was afraid of her.
She always had to be so careful around others. Had to make sure not a lot of people knew what she was. Some people were okay with what she was, when they figured it out. Others were quick to move away from her. They didn't, even when they first met, Bulma was the first to reach out to her. Didn't even think twice about it in fact. Sara liked that about them, that she could finally relax and not have to worry so much. Felt nice to feel, at home. This was home now as her tail goes back to swishing side to side.
She just lets out a soft whimper of protest as Bulma keeps pointing out different dresses in some catalog to help get an idea of what she might like. "Bulma please, you've been at this for two hours, I keep telling ya, I don't do dresses..." The woman huffs, what girl didn't dream of this day, she used to, but she grew out of it. Figured Sara never really had the luxury to give it thought with everything she went through. "You'll only have to wear it once." Sara throws her hands in the air. "That's the problem if I'm buying anything I want it to be for a longer term than one day..."
She felt it was such a waste to buy something and never use it again. Not that she was uptight with money, never that but she liked making sure whatever she had she could put to use. Bulma nods, slightly understanding now as she taps her chin. "Besides, it's four months away, by then this little fella will be showing more." She gives her stomach a poke. Bulma didn't think of that and gives in. "Maybe..we can just rent a dress, that way you don't have to worry about owning something that'll just sit in your closet."
"Thank you.." Sara lets out a low sigh of relief as Bulma sits back. The two of them had been sitting in her lab, in secret so Trunks wouldn't see what they were up to. Sara feels her tail move slowly as she sat with Bulma. She found, over time she liked the blue haired woman a lot. Was always kind, took the time to explain what something was. Bulma seemed to understand that she didn't know a lot about this world and didn't make her feel like she had to rush learning everything.
It was nice, Sara was not used to having a 'mother' figure in her life. Her ears twitch as they perk up, trying to remember who gave her the 'talk'. She must had looked confused as Bulma tilts her head. "What's wrong?" Sara was quick to shake her head. "Oh I was just thinking, trying to remember who gave me the talk, you know, the birds and the bees...I can't seem to remember..." She gave it a lot of thought, but nothing was coming to mind.
She even leans her head to the side and Bulma giggles a bit. She always looked like a confused puppy when Sara did this. After a solid minute Sara gave up. "I..have no idea when or where someone told me that bit of information...maybe someone on the battlefield..one of my fellow fighters...damn well I guess it doesn't matter.." Bulma just smiles as she places her hand on the girl. "Don't over think things, you know you're rather smart, you catch on very quickly." Sara feels herself blush at that. "Thank you."
Vegeta wonders in, more or less checking on them. Bulma always found it funny how he would just show up. Trying to act like he was just walking through when in reality he was keeping his eyes on them. "I do have one question." Sara looks up at her and nods. "Sure what's on your mind?" Bulma takes a minute to ask. "How did you figure out you could use magic?" Sara smiles at that as she leans back in her chair. "Oh that, I was fifteen, sixteen maybe, don't really remember." She shakes her head after a minute. "Anyways, it happened rather quickly."
She watches Vegeta sit down before continuing. "At any rate, I was with a small group, somewhere out near the border between Morrowind and Cyrodiil, looking for a small cave that had been taken over by goblins. It got dark so we made camp and I got a pit ready to make a campfire. Well as I was about ready to look for the flint and tender but before I could use it a small spark came from my hands." She snaps her fingers, creating a small flame over her index finger. "Something like this, I was so surprised."
She blows out the fire and smiles at them. "Went to the mages guild a few days later and they helped me figure everything else out." Bulma nods, must had been so surprising to learn she had something she didn't know about. "You said your dad used magic?" Sara gives her a small nod. "He was a mage, like I said before he's the one that made this bag." She holds it out, despite it being so old, it looked in good condition, still worked at least. "It's actually rather rare for a human to turn out part mage part fighter, it's more common with elves."
The only other person she came across that was like her was Angelo. He worked for Sarevok, she had to kill him, it was a shame. Sara moves slowly as she looks at the both of them. "I do appreciate how...okay you are with all of this.." Bulma blinks and tilts her head a bit. "Of course, trust me, I've had years to get used to being around Saiyans and everything else. I think I can get used to a werewolf." Sara laughs a bit, made sense. People liked her, okay so that wasn't a first, but no one here was afraid of her.
She always had to be so careful around others. Had to make sure not a lot of people knew what she was. Some people were okay with what she was, when they figured it out. Others were quick to move away from her. They didn't, even when they first met, Bulma was the first to reach out to her. Didn't even think twice about it in fact. Sara liked that about them, that she could finally relax and not have to worry so much. Felt nice to feel, at home. This was home now as her tail goes back to swishing side to side.
