"Thanks!" Franklin waves off towards Michael cheerfully, only to slump further into his seat in exhaustion. "Christ...gotta pick my battles better."
"Or, Perhaps, Maintaining A Serious Disposition, Master Richards?" H.E.R.B.I.E looks down to see Franklin's eyes were closed, almost as if he's sleeping. Almost, as a quick scan reveals otherwise. "Is My Suggestion Understood?"
"Of course. Sorry, H.E.R.B.I.E, just need to, you know, relax for a bit...in a girl's room."
Caulifla's eyes narrow as she continues to face the screen, attempting to tune out Big's grumbles. It's already bad enough that Infinite's lingering presence is digging in her pride, much like Perfect Cell, but she couldn't bring herself to deal with Big's concern.
However, a taller, Olympic athletic of a woman might be able to. Ultra SSJ!Kale, in a lightning yellow aura, flash steps pass the two roommates near the door, proudly proclaiming: "Sorry about that, fellow roommates!" Her green pupils look gleefully at Caulifla, ready to continue until she spots Big on the couch. She flash steps to him, asking: "Not to fear, Big The Budo! You are just having a bad dream!"
Caulifla looks back at Kale, ranging from confusion to embarrassment.
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Ultra SSJ!Kale's face scrunches in fierce determination, pumping her fist as she heroically declares: "Yes, Infinite's evil is a plague on all of our hearts!" Oddly, she finds it very appropriate to get into various heroic poses. "Yet, as Warrior Races, we can not simply remain victims! We must act out and stop this evil before it's too late!"
Caulifla's head cocks in further to the side, trying to process Kale's...interesting version of Saiyan Pride.
"Yeah, eh, we're gonna kick his ass..." Caulifla stumbles into the conversation. Ultra Kale looks back at her senpai and immediately hugs her. "Yes! With our combined strength of power and friendship, no evil can destroy us!"
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"Kee..rooo..."
"Exactly, great warrior!" Ultra Kale unwraps Caulifla from her glomp, only to pick her up once more with an arm wrap. "We shouldn't let his mental...man-nip-ulations (right) get in the way of...righteous tag teams of...proudness!''
"Yeeeah...'Sides, guy's an asshole." Caulifla finally acknowledges Big. "Sure you wanna do that? He might throw your game off, even if Iffy's a load of crap."
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"The Hell Missionaries? Not bad..."
"Uh..?" Shaking her head out of a daze, Ultra Kale oddly feels the urge to brag with: "Right! And we're The Kalifla Cauterole!" Our tag teams should totally work together! We'll be an unstoppable force for good!
"Heh, yeah, sure Keeru," Caulifla awkwardly chuckles while observing her protegee further. "Anyway, Big Guy, don't think I should 'mind you 'bout tellin' Finhead 'bout what you saw, right? A heads-up and all..."
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Caulifla manages to squeeze a shrug within Ultra Kale's grip. "Hey, I mean, y'ah brought it up, might as well commit..."
"Strength in num-!"
"Save that level of enthusiasm for a fight, Keeru." Caulifla glares at Ultra Kale, causing the bombastic Super Saiyan to skip a beat out of worry. "Sorry, Sis, I just...I just...I just feel really great now! You were right about me letting loose a little..."
"Y'ah also remember 'bout balancing that looseness? No offense, Keeru, love your shell shedding, but...I mean, it's just something to get used to, I guess."
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