[Action for Fayren]

[spacetarzan]

[Broly had been slowly exploring his new surroundings, but that had largely just been wandering the estate that the Brief kids owned, and eating anything they offered. However, he grew restless and began to wander. He still wore his purple form fitting pants, green ear tied around his waist, and a button up flannel shirt, unbuttoned and probably a couple sizes too small. He made his way to Fayren, where he quickly found himself staring at the various food vendors wanting to sample their wares, but not exactly really wrapping his head around the concept of money quite yet. Instead, he'll just stare longingly until someone stops him.]

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[waitingforhope]

[The only reason why the odd look was even slightly unexpected was because Mai didn't know just how well or how long Broly himself knew Goku; to any casual onlooker, it wouldn't have been a reach for someone Mai's apparent physical age to have known someone Goku's apparent physical age.]

[Then again, it was also possible he was simply surprised at such a long-standing connection between them.]

That's right.

Though...I have to admit we weren't always on the same side. The people I was with in those days...we ended up opposing him pretty often.

[spacetarzan]

[Broly can't help but notice both the similarities between himself and Goku as well as all the differences. The only friend he ever had was Ba and that didn't last too long, thanks to Paragus. As his thoughts wander to that part of his memories, his free hand drifts down to rest on the knot at his waist, securing Ba's ear to him.]

Mm... does he do that often? Fight with people and let them live? Father always told me I had to fight to kill...

[waitingforhope]

[She let out a quiet snort at that, smiling in passive amusement.]

To a fault.

From the stories I've heard, it seems like every friend he's ever gathered started off as someone who tried to kill him at least once. [For most, that might seem an exaggeration. Even Mai wasn't so sure.] I can't speak for your father since I never met him, but it's possible he simply lived a very different life than Goku did. Grew to believe different morals.

[spacetarzan]

[Broly goes quiet for a long moment.]

Father was... driven by revenge. King Vegeta exiled me as a child and Father was focused on having me take revenge because of it.

[waitingforhope]

[The smile faded, though she was filled with neither shock nor even remote surprise. Mai had never met King Vegeta either, but she did know the Prince. It was not so great a stretch to believe his own father had been so cold and unfeeling as to send a mere child away for...whatever reason that had been.]

I'm sorry you had to live through that. [A genuine apology, for what it was worth.] I knew people who were slowly consumed by the idea of revenge. It always changed them. In many cases, it destroyed them completely.

[spacetarzan]

[Broly just eats in silence for a moment. His feelings regarding Paragus were complicated to say the least.]

It's fine. Life on Vampa wasn't easy, but it had its good times too. [Unconsciously, a hand drifts to the knot holding Ba's ear to his waist.]

I'm just... sort of confused by Kakarot. All my life, I was told the point of fighting was for a larger cause. Survival, revenge, conquest... the idea of fighting for fun like Kakarot seems to is so... weird to me.

[waitingforhope]

[Her eyes flickered to the knot, but only for a moment.]

He doesn't just fight for fun. I mean, yes, that can be his motive a lot of the time. But to him, it's about getting stronger.

Probably because of all the times he'd had to fight to protect Earth.

[spacetarzan]

[Broly just looks down at his hand as he chews, now fully aware of the power he has, and how it almost cost him his life in losing control.]

Mm... if he can control that kind of power...

[Sorry Mai, he's not exactly talkative yet regarding the whole going on a rampage that even god saiyans had trouble stopping just yet.]

[waitingforhope]

[She understood. As much as she could, given the limited amount of context she had. Still, it was enough for her to be able to lean back a bit with a faint smile.]

I'm sure he could teach you.

Just say the word, and you'll have a sparring partner as often as you like.

[spacetarzan]

I'm... not sure that would be a good idea.

[A hand comes to scratch at his neck unconsciously, faded burn marks still visible from the last time the shock collar was used.]

Even as a kid, whenever I fought, I couldn't control myself. Even after Father cut off my tail, I nearly killed him on multiple occasions, and there isn't anything that could really... stop me here, I don't think.

[Especially now that he's tapped into... whatever that rage was when he saw Paragus dead...]

[waitingforhope]

...you might have a point.

[She still didn't seem overly concerned, however. If anything, it was like a new puzzle presenting itself.]

Then again, Goku's somehow managed to train without causing too much damage. Trunks and Bulla too. [Because that seemed to be her only worry. Not any thought of the Saiyans getting seriously hurt. She knew their potential too well to underestimate them. Especially Goku.] I'm sure he must know someplace you can go where no one around you would risk getting hurt.