Day One: Early Morning

[Zangya]

“Come on, Celipa!” Zangya spouted at her Saiyan partner. The two women moved not unlike warriors with a mission—grace and poise had left them, and now they were focused on getting to their destination. All deception aside, these girls were playing the game strictly cordial for now—they hadn’t felt the need to draw attention to themselves, so, needless to say, they had kept to themselves as much as humanly possible.

Stuffing the newfound edible plants into their bag, Zangya rushed Celipa on. But the saiyan woman, being the typical member of that warrior race, found herself eating the things she picked up rather than stuffing them. Zangya sighed, and once again repeated her sentiment of beckoning: “Come on!” she yelled, walking over to her partner and pulling her up. She grabbed the duffle bag that her counterpart carried and pushed the black-haired woman along as she stuffed a full potato down her esophagus.

How she did that without choking astounded the Ader. The Saiyans truly were a resilient race.

The pair moved along calmly, with Celipa constantly reaching into her bag and pulling out food that was supposed to be saved for when it was truly needed. “Celipa,” Zangya said quite coldly, “Quit stuffing your face.”

“Hey!” Celipa responded, seeming as if she had taken offense. “I haven’t eaten in a while, and our fight tired me out, Zangya.” The saiyaness shot a glare at her new partner, and then turned back to eating her tomato.

Celipa shot looks at Zangya, taunting her with the food that she kept stuffing into her mouth. It was playful, yes, but it was getting on Zangya’s nerves—and the nerves of her stomach. Finally, she caved. “Fine,” she said, “Gimme a piece of that cabbage.” And with that, the cabbage was subsequently tossed to Zangya, and the two women stuffed their faces while they walked along. Soon, Zangya starting whistling a little tune.

The two girls were having fun.

OOC: A short post, but I wanted to get something up.