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Post by Delia on Mar 18, 2021 20:37:42 GMT -5
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As per usual, things on Earth seemed rather calm on this particular evening. The sun had just set not too long ago, numerous stars decorating the sky overhead. Surely, it’d be a great day for astrologists and people of the sort to view the stars- or whatever they do in their free time. Though, for one particular Saiyan who just so happened to arrive on Earth not too long ago, there wasn’t exactly much time to go about doing something of that sort- not that they planned on doing such a thing in the first place. After all, to stars all Delia had to do was look in a mirror.
Flying through the relatively calm skies, the young Saiyan woman searched for a place to rest for the night. Acquiring lodging of some sort was kind of important, less she wish to sleep outside of course. Her mind wandered for some time, humming as she found herself lost in her thoughts. Delia had come here to spread her name amongst the planet’s population and become more well known, but how was she supposed to do such a thing? Her mind lingered on thoughts such as these.
Then- all of a sudden Delia found her frame colliding with a brick building of some sort! Thankfully, not fast enough to cause any major damage to the building or herself. Gravity did it’s thing and dragged her down to the planet’s surface, the Saiyan plummeting down into an alleyway of some sort. “Eeek!” Delia yelped, seemingly forgetting she could fly for that moment. And before she even had the chance to save herself, the young woman found herself resting within what certainly smelled like a dumpster. "Guess I should be a little more careful next time- wait.." She shifted about some, a look of absolute horror washing over her face as she confirmed that she was now indeed resting atop trash.
“AAAAH! What the hell!?” The young woman cried out from within that dumpster, a hand reaching up to pinch at her nose in an attempt to keep the smell away. Was it that big of a deal? Of course not. Any other person probably would’ve gotten right out and wandered off, albeit distraught by the experience. Not Delia, though. “Somebody- Anybody!- Help me!”
As per usual, things on Earth seemed rather calm on this particular evening. The sun had just set not too long ago, numerous stars decorating the sky overhead. Surely, it’d be a great day for astrologists and people of the sort to view the stars- or whatever they do in their free time. Though, for one particular Saiyan who just so happened to arrive on Earth not too long ago, there wasn’t exactly much time to go about doing something of that sort- not that they planned on doing such a thing in the first place. After all, to stars all Delia had to do was look in a mirror.
Flying through the relatively calm skies, the young Saiyan woman searched for a place to rest for the night. Acquiring lodging of some sort was kind of important, less she wish to sleep outside of course. Her mind wandered for some time, humming as she found herself lost in her thoughts. Delia had come here to spread her name amongst the planet’s population and become more well known, but how was she supposed to do such a thing? Her mind lingered on thoughts such as these.
Then- all of a sudden Delia found her frame colliding with a brick building of some sort! Thankfully, not fast enough to cause any major damage to the building or herself. Gravity did it’s thing and dragged her down to the planet’s surface, the Saiyan plummeting down into an alleyway of some sort. “Eeek!” Delia yelped, seemingly forgetting she could fly for that moment. And before she even had the chance to save herself, the young woman found herself resting within what certainly smelled like a dumpster. "Guess I should be a little more careful next time- wait.." She shifted about some, a look of absolute horror washing over her face as she confirmed that she was now indeed resting atop trash.
“AAAAH! What the hell!?” The young woman cried out from within that dumpster, a hand reaching up to pinch at her nose in an attempt to keep the smell away. Was it that big of a deal? Of course not. Any other person probably would’ve gotten right out and wandered off, albeit distraught by the experience. Not Delia, though. “Somebody- Anybody!- Help me!”
