Franklin's Room->Lune's Room
(@Franklin's Room)You're welcome... If t-there's anything else I c-could do for you, give me a sign. (leaves Franklin's Room and heads into Lune's Room)
Kitchen->Main Room
Dinner's served! (serves a trio of bowls for Caulifla, Kale and Reigan. Caulifla and Kale's bowls are much bigger than Reigan's bowl)
Roof
(Quietly observing the view, so he's unaware of Moya and Micheal.)
edited 5th Aug '17 6:25:21 PM by josh6243
Roof
-oh my god they were on the roof the entire time i'm a fool-.........Well... Maybe what's happening with those two aside.
...I-I'm not being inattentive, I was keeping a look out.
-Shuts the mirror and starts EAVESDROPPIN' on the riveting argument behind them-
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean
"Ah, see? At least we can relate on that." Franklin smirks towards the deer, also taking into note Three introducing Graham into The Room. He waves at Graham with a friendly posture. "Teaching's paying off, huh Louis?"
Of course, Franklin was also listening in on the amine-esque universe that Caulifla and this Kale character came from, apparently. He'll get around asking them more on alternate universes, but he rather waits a few hours or days.
Caulifla gives a deep glare and groan towards Reigen. He's not Kale, so elaborated repetition isn't exactly something she enjoys doing.
"Hmph. Super Dragon Balls, 'cording to Ca-bah (Cabba), are dumb big magic balls that summon a wishin' Dragon that can grant any wish (like bring back universes or something dumb shit you like). Alternate universes should be obvious 'nuff..."
Caulifla's attention turns back to Kinnikuman's freshly made food, where she devours into without any remorse. Kale, meanwhile, tries out some local utensils to eat her bowl in a reasonable manner.
"Um...t-thank...thank you, K-Kinnikuman."

"That robot girl, right? Thanks, Marcia, you're the best!" Franklin turns back to Louis, sighing a little. "Wish it were that simple on my Earth ('cuse my French there). I'm no sociologist, but race, identity, poverty, language, hell, whether or not you have powers and the traits that come with them, just some of many things that can either boost ya or screw you over."
He sighs again, looking a tad annoyed from remembering a particular moment. "But, of course, since I'm from a more favorable group (inherited wealth, being Caucasian, and not having powers), apparently I can't have friends or associate myself with people in unfavorable places."
He pauses again, only to facepalm at his own action.
"Gosh darn it, did I really just go on a rant? I don't even care for politics that much."
"Good boy, Finhead. " Even without commanding her gang, Caulifla enjoys making her leadership known. She decides to butt into Reigen's inquiry. "Universal Tournament of Power: 80 fighters (10 from each universe) entertain two toddler gods in a ring-out battle royale. Winner gets wishing Super Dragon Balls, Losers gets themselves, their team, and their universes erased."
edited 5th Aug '17 6:01:43 PM by XMenMutant22