Post-VT PSL, Trunks

[nutkrusher]

It's been a year since they left the train. She's missed him a lot - and everyone close to her damn well knows it. But she hasn't just sit around pining for him in the intervening months. She's trained to further master the use of her new gifts - and to pass as many of them onto others as she can. Earthrealm will continue to need defenders, after all, both in the Special Forces and outside of them.

Mind, the debriefing after her return was a bitch and a half. They had a hard enough time accepting the whole being-able-to-fly-just-by-learning-how bit.

But things had gotten a lot better after that. She'd made Commander, for one. She'd also led a mission to take out the Great Cathedral of the Netherrealm without suffering a single casualty. Meanwhile, Jacqui and her fine band of misfits and nerds in the Tech Unit claimed to be making progress in the field of interrealm communication and transport.

She should've figured the peace wouldn't last. Turns out Kronika had a problem with how unbalanced things had gotten. And when the Mistress of Time has a problem, everyone has a problem. Now past and present have collided, old folks are running into their younger selves, and old baddies who should've stayed dead are back alive again.

It's easy for the being who sculpted the sands of time to stay one step ahead of her enemies. But Cassie's newfound power hadn't been part of her design. The fight has been long, and not without losses, but they've gutted it out - victory is in sight. Kronika is now cornered, surrounded within her Hourglass Chamber by the realms' greatest heroes, who now have her all-important crown in their possession. But Kronika and her daughter Cetrion are not beaten yet - and defeating the former is more easily talked about than accomplished.

Cassie's body erupts with green light as she looses a Shadow Kick against the corrupted nature goddess. It's now or never - this one's for all the realms.

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[light_of_willpower]

Trunks let out a soft snort, and pulled her closer. Moving one hand under her legs, to shift her into a full and proper carry. "I know you hate being carried." Blue-eyes were sparkling though. "Make sure I can see your watch." He could follow coordinates just fine.

Once she was secure, and he had a view of their intended destination, he went ahead and powered up. It would help confuse anyone who might spot them. Or any technology trying to track them.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie shuts her eyes as he scoops her into his arms, and exhales gently as she feels the familiar tingle she'd first felt when he'd kissed her at the end of that sparring session years ago. It's warm and pleasant, powerful but gentle - not unlike everything else about Trunks.

It won't be a long flight over, but Cassie very much enjoys the seat she'll have for it.

[light_of_willpower]

No, it wouldn't be a long flight, but it was worth it. Not far at all before they're near the island, and Trunks lets himself slow down. He doesn't let himself power-down just yet though. Well aware that Cassie enjoyed him in this state, even if he wasn't in it often outside of battle.

Touching down on the sand, he made no move to let Cassie down yet. "So are we setting up on the beach, or slightly further in?"

[nutkrusher]

She takes the opportunity to kiss him on the cheek once they've landed, then points out a pair of palm trees a few feet inland from the edge of the beach.

"Set me down right there. You're still carrying the capsule I packed, right?"

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks turned his head and kissed her softly. That was the thing about being in Super-saiyan... He was always a little more reckless, more driven by emotions than pure logic. He'd had to learn to think and control that, and he had--but sometimes he let himself give in a bit.

"Can do. And yes." Murmured against her mouth.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie is, of course, aware of his more emotional and impulsive nature in this form. It may be part of the reason she likes it. Though again, the electrifying physical sensation of his lips and mouth would be reason enough by itself.

She lets the taste linger for a little before answering.

"Take it out. I brought a couple things for us."

[light_of_willpower]

Maybe he'll just have to spend some time in this form then for her. Goku had mentioned, on the train, that he'd made himself and Gohan stay transformed to help build up tolerance and control and the energy reserves. No reason Trunks couldn't do the same...

Another kiss, breathing against her mouth, before Trunks needed to focus. So, carrying her to her asked for spot, it's only slightly reluctantly he let her down. Not out of his arms though--just down on the ground. Because his hand went to her chin and pulled her in for one more kiss.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie hums as she leans into the last kiss, nuzzling his nose one last time before finally pulling away. In almost the same motion, her hands go to her own waist as she turns around and begins to pull off her blouse.

"Could you be a doll and grab the sunscreen out of my capsule for me?"

[light_of_willpower]

He smiled at the nuzzle, but was still reluctant to let her go. He did though, and moved a few steps away to pull out his capsule case. Out first came the House capsule, activated and tossed and soon enough they had a basic 3 room house of their own. Next came the storage crates Cassie had packed, and Trunks was pulling out the sunscreen like she'd asked.

Still blonde, too. He'd decided--this would help him, but also make Cassie happy. And he liked making her happy.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie is happy to have him no matter what color his hair is - but she will absolutely appreciate the advantages. In the meantime, she's unhooked her bra, and tossed it back toward the storage crate. (Trunks may need to correct its course a little).

In less than a minute, she's fully disrobed.

She turns her head back and smiles.

"There. Now how's about you lotion me up, babe?"

[light_of_willpower]

He can feel the blush? How is that even possible right now, when she just casually tosses her bra his way. Teal-green eyes widening a bit, and mouth open slightly. It wasn't like he hadn't seen her naked before...

Something about it still got to him every time though, and he can't help that his cheeks are red as he looks at her shyly. "Are...uh...you planning to put anything on?" Even if he is moving closer so he can help her with the sunscreen.

[nutkrusher]

Cassie lifts a finger to her chin.

"Hmm...ome to think of it, I'm not sure I remembered to bring anything."

She can't keep her smile from creeping up even further.

"Imagine that. Miles away from civilization without a stitch to wear. And not a soul around except the man of my dreams..."

She turns her head toward her shoulder to kiss him, anticipating his approach from behind.

[light_of_willpower]

Bright red though he was, one arm slid around her waist as he kissed back. Before nuzzling her nose, with a hint of smirk and amusement in teal-green eyes. "I'm sure that was your plan all along. Besides, you know if you need to you can just wear my clothes."

[nutkrusher]

"And we can worry about that later anyway."

Cassie kisses him again and reaches back to stroke his ear.

"Right now I need you to start rubbing that lotion in. I'm just about to burn up."

She says those last two words in almost a parody of a seductive whisper. Almost, if it weren't for the fact that she is entirely serious about wanting him to do exactly that.