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voidtreckerexpress2022-10-31 05:01 am
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The Final Platform
THE FINAL PLATFORM
BEFORE ARRIVAL
Those who are remaining get their tethers sorted first, after all the stress and uncertainty it really is a simple procedure. There are many void technicians hovering around but they soon get into a rhythm and one by one those who wish to remain in void space are tethered to the void hub.
They are however looped to the train, for one final journey. The Voidtrecker Express is accompanied by a voidcraft full of scientists as it travels to one final platform. For one final time there are just the voidtreckers on board the Voidtrecker Express. The journey does not take too long but as they approach their final destination the train speaks.
This voidcraft understands that the circumstances around you being on board were not ideal and would like to truly apologise for the pain and inconvenience of the last few years. But also, more than that, would like thank you.
You have done what many would not have, what many could not have. You have brought back those dear to this voidcraft. Furthermore in their absence you stepped into their place and there are many worlds which owe you a debt of gratitude.
This voidcraft owes you a debt of gratitude and, if this voidcraft may be so bold, I have grown very fond of you all also. I hope you all fulfil the dreams you have and find your places in your world or in the void. I dare not ask it of any of you but for those who wish it, there is always a place for you on board this craft.
None of you will be forgotten by the Voidtrecker Express.
Shortly arriving into a designated void platform. There is unfortunately a slight drizzle. Exit from void in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
A lurch and a jolt, and the windows fill with the fog that means they are at a platform.
THE FINAL FAREWELL
The platform is a bustle of activity, void scientists direct those who are leaving the void to special pods where their tethers are detangled and from there they are led to the barriers, to go through back to their world. For those choosing to move through time they are accompanied by yet more scientists, but there will be time for goodbyes.
It is not like previous times, where people leave without a backward glance. This time people are themselves, able to say goodbye and walk through the barrier of their own accord.
The scientists try and give everyone space, they don't rush anyone but do keep tabs on where everyone is as those who are returning leave through the barriers one last time.
Soon the only people left on the platform are those who are choosing to remain. The train doors open and they can board once more. There is a whistle, to round up any stragglers and then the train begins to move along the platform. The train begins to tilt, leaving the ground and rising up into the fog-filled sky.
"Entrance into Voidspace imminent. Entry into Voidspace in ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, one."
A shudder, a jolt, a lurch to the left. A flash of light, colourful and blinding. As quick as it happens it is done. The train seems to steady itself. The fog from the windows is gone now, replaced with a kaleidoscope of ever-changing colours.
Their new home. The void itself.
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They had somewhat spoken about home. About what they last remembered before they'd been pulled to Verens, and then into the Void. Bulma hasn't really thought about that in quite a while, though. Between missions and all of this mess going into wrapping things up.. it's far from her mind. They move to pack up and go back to their respective times and worlds, Vegeta chiding her about all that she had collected with a future project in mind, and Bulma leaves most of it behind. There was no need for rudimentary materials when she was about to return to her lab with only the best in it.
... Once she'd spent a lot of time with Vegeta and the kids, of course.
She knows what Vegeta is up to when they are aside from others, which is why she's reaching out, a hand on his arm and turning to face him, a bit of a bodily block from anyone that might be looking.
"What's the matter, Vegeta? Not excited to go and see your version of me?"
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He's not quite sure what he wants to say, or even how he would, but he's not going to give up a chance like that when she offers it, "To tell her I've been with a younger version of herself?" Unable to help himself from that tease as he tries to sort his head out to even start all of this.
To be able to say goodbye to her.
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She laughs at the wise crack. Of course she does. If there was anyone in the world who could manage to be maybe jealous of herself, but two years younger … Bulma is that person without a doubt.
Despite the fact that she’s going home to her own Vegeta, she can’t help but think that she’ll miss this Vegeta, too. They’ve been through so much together, how couldn’t she? Luckily this is still the same man she’s always known, just a little older, and she doubts her Vegeta will really care either way as long as she’s back safe and sound.
“I’m sure she’ll forgive you provided you make sure to tell her she doesn’t look any different from me.” Which… is probably true, considering all of her cosmetic treatment and dragonball gathering.
“As long and it’s still me, she’ll be fine.”
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Well, maybe not when she had reverted back to her older self and laughed at them being married... ok, maybe even then, even if she didn't believe him.
Vegeta stroked his gloved thumb against her arm, silent as he did so, brows dropping in a bit in a way she would know he wanted to say something, but didn't know how to. Struggled to put what he was feeling into words, or even trying to process it enough so he could even recognize what emotions he was feeling. That it was just beyond his ability to express with any ease at all. Part of him wants to be selfish and be able to say goodbye to her knowing what he was risking... but the far bigger part didn't want her to worry. That he would handle it one way or another. She was going back to a world waiting for her, with people waiting for her, and who would be fighting to make sure the world was safe for her to return to.
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Bulma smiles as he confirms. Of course she knows it, knows his feelings for her after all this time, two kids and so many damn life or death trials, many more than she ever wanted to deal with..
But it never hurts to hear it again.
Still, she'd have to be blind to not notice his mood, the subtle signs that there's more that Vegeta wants to say. She's spent so long now having to figure out his little hints and tells that it's as clear as day to her when his brows drop in that he has something more to say. Vegeta isn't incredibly expressive verbally, but his face would give him away by far in any situation. Bulma's hands rub up and down Vegeta's biceps, comfort and encouragement all in one, coaxing him to come out with it.
"Vegeta... what do you want to say?"
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Hmm...
Finally, "Take good care of the kids." He knows she would, that it didn't need to be said, but... still wanting to. Kind of like what he thought his last words to Trunks had been, to look after Bulma. He had known the boy would, as much of a brat he was. And he knows if anything threatened their kids that Bulma would move worlds to make the threat suffer for even considering it.