[PS] Undrafted Meeting Grounds

[Celipa]

"Peach?"

The heads of Kollifum and Akane both turned, and their eyes fell upon a black haired humanoid - but she was not human. She was a saiyan, and the tail wrapped around her waist proved that.

Celipa felt incredibly awkward.

"Err, why's everyone...staring at me?" she asked, averting her eyes and taking a step back. "Just want a peach. That's all."

She reached hesitantly over to the plate Akane had in her hands. The blonde girl was still staring at her, rather shakily.

"Oh my," muttered the golden haired child. Below her breath she whispered, "more aliens."

Celipa barked out a laugh and grabbed a peach.

"Get used to it, kid. You'll see a lot of strangers throughout this thing."

She took a seat on the arm of the couch, beside the little blonde girl. The man on the other side of the little girl looked to be of Saiyan heritage as well.

"My name's Celipa," she suddenly stated, remembering her manners. "Nice to meet you both."

"Kollifum," stated the other saiyan simply.

"Akane!" piped up the teen between the two.

Celipa shrugged and hopped off the couch's arm. She strode up to the blank television on the other side of the room, the one designated for their seat. Others were scattered about, but for other seats. She pressed the power button, but had no idea what to do past there.

"Stupid Earth technology," muttered Celipa. She recognized this invention from her time on Earth-sei. "How do I work this thing?"

Akane picked up a remote from the end table beside the couch, and began flipping through channels.

"Oh," grunted Celipa, realizing now where the child was from. "You're an Earther."

She moved back to the couch, resuming her spot on the arm of it.

"No wonder why you know how to use the technology. I'm more used to this kind of thing," she indicated the scouter on her eye.

Kollifum perked up at this.

"Scouter?" he asked simply. "Got Q-Wave?"

"Yes."

"Let's swap frequencies," he said, pulling a pad of paper to him and jotting down a number with a pen that was laying idly on the couch, for some reason. Convienently. "Here's mine."

He tore off the slip of paper and gave it to Cel, who pressed a button on her scouter. The device flicked to life, and she input the frequency...it let out a small chime, indicating that it registered the number.

"You're registered," she stated matter-of-factly. "Now I'm going to send you mine, through Q-Wave."

Her fingers pranced around the outside of the control panel attached to her ear, and Kollifum's scouter sprang to life.

"Confirmation message, would you like to add this contact?" read Kol aloud. "And...accepted." His index finger pushed in a button.

"'K, 'cool'," stated Celipa, using some kind of slang she had heard on Earth.

Akane stared blankly at the television, uninterested in the saiyan goings-on...the techno-babble meant nothing to her.