[PS] United Barracks

[Celipa]

Celipa's eyes were shut, and no thoughts ran through her head.

And that was because she was sleeping. The saiyan had a blanket drawn tightly over her body, lying on one of the many beds scattered against the walls of the room she had been sent to. Her head was covered by the blanket too, whilst it rested on the soft pillow that had come with the bed.

By all accounts, she looked like a random lump under a blanket.

Hence why it was no surprise when a baffled figure began to approach the bed...he looked calmly towards the lump, but it was clear he was curious as to what was under it.

The enigmatic man prodded the bed-tumor with two of his fingers, gently.

"Who's under there?"

His voice was very all-knowing, but very soothing at the same time...Celipa opened her eyes slowly, but did not uncover herself. For a second, she forgot where she was, and then she remembered.

Oh, yeah...I'm at United HQ..

She uncovered herself, and sat up on the bed, looking around. It took her a little while, but then she spotted the man, standing at the foot of her bed. His hair was a reddish orange, his skin turquoise.

Celipa cocked an eyebrow.

"What the Hell are you supposed to be?" she questioned, putting forth what she hoped was an undertone of mild amusement in her tone.

"My name's Gokua," he replied, apparently ignoring what her actual question was. She had meant it as in, 'What kind of alien was he?'. "And I'm not from around here," he added calmly, apparently seeing her expression of confusion.

"Gotcha," said Celipa, though she really didn't. That really hadn't answered her question at all. "Well, my name's Celipa...and I'm a saiyan."

"Yes, I'd noticed that much," she noticed his eyes flicker to her tail for a second. If she had been in the mood, she would've made a 'Don't look at my ass' comment.

OOC:

Gimma a short RP, Gokua. More for the purposes of me getting a better grasp of Gokua as you want him to be RPed in this kind of situation. Then I'll continue.