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[The journal pops open as it hits the ground, the camera pointed straight upwards into the trees. There's nothing to be seen other than branches and leaves, and at first it may seem like just an accident... but the sounds that it picks up make it very clear this isn't just someone being careless and letting their journal fall out of a bag. In fact, the very first thing that anyone will hear is the sharp report of a gunshot, followed immediately by yelling.]

Law! Behind you!

On it. Room. [There’s a flash and the branches and leaves are now washed out by a blue glow. There’s the sound of a growl, the snap of electricity, and then an explosion.] Watch out! They’re swarming!

[Two more gunshots echo over the journals.]

Damn it... how many of them are there?

Can’t tell yet, Gai. [More explosions, and the crack of wood being torn apart. Then the groan and thud of trees crashing down.] They’re still coming out of the woodwork.

[Another shot.]

Guess we should be honored they felt we needed this much of a welcoming committee.

Goodness knows I’m flattered. [Metal clanging.] Perhaps this is what they think consists of therapy. [A crack.] Ugh. Well, if they’re offering, who am I to refuse? I’ve got a few issues to work out…

Too bad I prefer my therapy to be one on one.

[Another clang, then a thud. There's another wash of light, this time silver rather than blue-- a light that should be very familiar to a certain Shu Ouma if he happens to be looking into the journal while all of this is going down.

The sounds of combat continue for a while longer, at last dwindling down to an almost painful silence. This silence lingers for a long moment, heavy, until Gai's voice finally breaks it, exhausted yet triumphant.]

... they'd better not charge us for that session.

[Anyone who happens by the Battle Dome after this little spectacle will be treated to the sight of a battered and exhausted Gai and Law surrounded by droid fragments and damaged trees. They're in surprisingly good spirits considering what just happened, though some healing would be very much appreciated right about now.]

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Well, it sounds like a plan then. Being stuck here without a chance at mass destruction sure does get boring. But there's this one little thing we'll have to take care of. To make sure the two of us don't cheat.

[Nope, doesn't trust anyone as far as he can throw them if his arms and legs were chopped off and he had no powers. Because that phrase wouldn't really work otherwise.]

Oh yeah? And what's that?

[He's all ears, Vegeta.]

Well, I'd like to witness it myself. Normally I wouldn't waste my time having someone tag along, but I suppose in order to make sure you're not giving me false numbers, you'll just have to come with me. Hopefully they'll have plenty of bodies for us to pile.

[That sounded so fun, why can't the draft come now?]

I have no objections to that. I'd like to see the same for myself on your end, just to make sure you aren't embellishing things either.

[Implications? What implications?]

I think you'll be pleased with the results. We might even end the draft early if we're competing as such. There won't be any enemies left on the battlefield for anyone to fight! A pity. But I don't mind hogging all the fun.

Just as long as you don't hog all of it and leave some for me. The Battle Dome can't hold a candle to real flesh-and-blood opponents, no matter how realistic those holograms may be. They don't have the same kind of unpredictability that makes things fun.

You don't want me to hog it all? Then you'd better keep up. [He'll do it too. Acting like a lawn mower can be fun sometimes...] And if you mean unbelievably incompetent instead of unpredictable then I think you'd have it right. No combat sense, not a single one of them.

That's exactly what I meant: a simulation can't replicate actual human behavior. They don't have any combat sense, and they're too predictable. There's no real challenge to them.

I was talking about the Third Party. They have hardly any combat sense either. Which makes it more fun when I destroy them without having to even try.

Then that's one thing the two of us both agree on.

So it is, so it is. Well. Perhaps until then?

I'll hold you to it the next time a draft rolls around. I could use a good challenge for a change.

Then it sounds like we have a deal. I'll make myself available just for the occasion. I'm looking forward to it. Don't disappoint me. [He'd like a challenge too.]

The same goes for you too-- I don't want to get my hopes up for nothing. I want this to be worth my time.

[Although honestly, anything that isn't a Battle Dome simulation will be worth his time in his eyes.]

[All he can do is chuckle lightly back. If there's anything Vegeta's good at, it's putting on a show.

But with that smile, he lightly closes his journal. He'd keep up his end of the deal, but now it was just a waiting game.]

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