Checking In and Checking Out (Closed)

Namek would be behind her once again, but this time she’d made some actual friends there, or so it seemed. Well, maybe they didn’t consider her friends, but Kay-El Coliflo was quick to accept others and considered those she’d met there her friends, already. Boarding The Pink Lady left her with a feeling of nostalgia, almost, but she’d promised Nana she’d go back and check in with the crazy Saiyan lady at least once a week to start. After, though, Kay-El had every intention of coming back to Namek. Maybe soon, or perhaps not right away, but she’d definitely come back to learn more about them and her new friend’s culture, for sure.

Having found an out of the way spot she settled into her seat and decided that, before she left, she needed to find out what was on that disk. Everything she’d done on Namek proved a good distraction but this she needed to do and needed to get over with so she could put the whole ordeal behind her once and for all.

Slipping it into her datapad she braced herself wondering if it contained pictures or some sort of message but when the voice came over and washed through her, she realized that was what people must feel like when she sang to them. It wasn’t just a message, it was a song that conveyed feeling and depth of emotion she’d never known before, not like this. The song was one of hope and love, how that Mizuna creep could just throw it away like it meant nothing to her, Kay-El would never know. Her father sang to her and made it a gift to be treasured, not tossed aside like scum beneath a show. At least she hadn’t really thrown it away, she'd left it there for Kay-El to find some day and for that the five year old was grateful.

Tears streamed down her cheeks freely and Pounce, her pet kitten, climbed into her lap. The fingers of her right hand idly soothed the kitten who had rarely, if ever, saw Kay-El like this and appeared worried. He meowed up at her and it broke her out of the stupor of listening to her biological father’s song on repeat. Perhaps she’d gotten more than just a singing talent and an odd assortment of physical, aesthetic bits from the demon she never met. Was it time to seek him out? No, perhaps not yet, she needed more information first, of course.

“Alright, back to Vegeta,” she said softly, talking to the cat, of course. Pounce licked at her fingers and gave her those scratchy kisses she’d gotten used to by now, making the girl giggle despite all efforts not to. She flipped the ship into gear, feeling it come alive around her. “We’ll meet up with Nana, get in some training… and I’ll talk to Pin, too. I need to tell him what happened here and how things are. I don’t… I don’t know if he knows how bad things are. I’m sure he’d want to help, maybe.”

Lifting off into the air she gave one last look in Namek’s green, so very green, direction and thought about the bodies strewn under the debris. She would help, at least, she decided back down there upon meeting the strange green man who seemed to know a lot about, well, about a lot. Perhaps someday their people might even get along. If Kay-El had anything to say about it, they would. With that thought in mind she set a course back towards Pin, back to Vegeta - back towards home. Maybe home wasn’t Vegeta, but Vegeta was where Pin was and Pin was where home was.