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The truth hurts, the lies kill ↬ McCox

Characters: Charlie Cox & Katie McGrath Setting: Evening @ Katie’s NYC apartment Warnings: N/A Plot: What it seemed like a night in which two best friends were going to reconnect and hang out like old times; quickly turned into something that neither of them planned. Charlie finds out he is the father of Katie’s son. Tagging: @charliethomascoxx

Katie: Okay maybe she didn't have the smartest ideas sometimes, what was she thinking when she asked Charlie to come and pick her up at the airport? When she had a toddler attached to her hip -- how would she explain that? With each passing day, her anxiety grew even more. And along with anxiety, guilt would come. She tried to get rid of those feelings, by placing a barrier between her and Charlie for a while. But she eventually found out, that he was her best friend and that she simply couldn't stay away. But how could she keep her child from him? Something told her that with one look in his eyes, Charlie would know. But maybe that was for another day, she didn't have to worry about that today. She would simply hang out with her friend while Kian was with her brother. What could go wrong? Upon reaching her apartment, she plopped down on the couch and took in a deep breath, just staying like that for a few seconds before she reached for her phone to text her friend. "I'm at my place, the usual? Pizza, beer and movies?"

Charlie: was excited by the fact that Katie was coming to NYC, it felt like he hadn't seen her in person for longer than the time than it had actually been. A smile came over his face when he heard his tone for Katie's texts, grabbing the phone and replying - "Pizza, beer and movies sounds perfect. No girly shit, though. I'm on my way." Charlie knew that she'd probably be rolling her eyes as soon as she read the text and it made him laugh lightly to himself. They had always had one of those friendships where other people wouldn't understand it, but that was okay. No one had to understand them or the way they were with each other. After bundling up in a jacket and hat on his head, the older male went out to grab a cab, taking the twenty minute drive to her place in silence. As soon as he paid and climbed from the car, Charlie made his way up to her apartment and knocked on the door, shuffling from foot to foot, waiting on her to open the door.

Katie: "Try to calm down, try to relax.." Katie kept mumbling to herself over and over again. This was going to be just like their old hangouts right? Except for the fact that she couldn't help but feel edgy and guilty. "Beer.. alcohol fixes everything, right?" She turned to Oisin who was paying no mind to her and instead kept chewing on his toy bone. She stood up from her position on the couch and went straight to the kitchen, to grab a cold beer from the fridge. And right when she was going to open it to take a sip, she heard a knocking on the door. Which made her take a deep breath as she walked to get it. "Hey loser." The green eyed actress greeted him, immediately pulling him to a hug that was longer than necessary before she pulled back. "Sorry, I just hadnt seen you in a while." She said with a soft chuckle, turning around to close the door behind them.

Charlie: "Says the bigger loser," Charlie grumbled as he wrapped his arms around her, leaning his cheek on top of her head before she stepped away. "It has been a while so a hug is warranted." A grin lit up his whole face, not even caring that he was probably staring more than he should be. Every time he saw her, she seemed to get prettier, not that he'd say that out loud and definitely not to her. It would go straight to her head. Instead, clapping his hands together to get some warmth into them, he pulled his jacket off and tossed it onto the back of a chair while tugging his hat from his dark hair. "Where's the beer and what are we watching, mate?" His thoughts automatically starting running through pizza toppings as he asked. "And what pizza? I'm freaking starving!"

Katie: "I'm actually shorter than you are, so joke's on you, mate." Katie said with a coy smile that was very evident on her features, and a chuckle quickly followed. It was quiete ironic how the anxiety that she was feeling just a moment ago, had vanished instead of intensifying with his presence. But that had always been Charlie, he was capable of calming her and making her feel better in a way that no one else could. Probably why she always called him her soulmate, because like he once told her soulmates could come in many forms. And right on cue Oisin came barking and moving his tale from side to side, as a greeting. He had always had a fascination with her friend that she had never understood. "A little impatient, are we?" Katie commented as she walked to the kitchen and returned with two beers, handing one over to him. "Pizza is on it's way. In the mean time I have taytos... or 'chips' how Americans call them." She said with a chuckle.

Charlie: "Hey pal," Charlie stooped down so that he could pet the dog, watching as he tried to lap at his hang with a roughened tongue. Another laugh escaped his lips as he looked up at Katie, rolling his eyes at her. "Not my fault that you're so tiny. Could most likely fit into my pocket and I could carry you around." A dark brow rose, shaking his head at her. The American words for things always confused him but he grinned as he straightened up to his full height, which almost towered over the woman. "Not impatient but beer was promised, so.." When handed the beer, he popped the top on it and took a drink out of it. The liquid washed down his throat and let out a happy sigh. It was nice being around his friend again, a friend that he knew he could count on to have a good time with. "I can wait for the pizza. Chips don't sound very appetizing to me. At all." He walked over to her, pressing the tip of his finger to her nose before moving away from her into the living room. "So tell me everything that has been going on with you. Work, social life, everything. And don't leave anything out!" His excitement was probably annoying but he couldn't help it.

Katie: "Hey, remember who feeds you, don't give out all of your love." Katie scowled at Oisin, in a playful manner of course. Charlie's following words had her rolling her eyes, but yet a smile was very present on her face. She knew that was something that always happened whenever her best friend was around. Even if he annoyed her to no end, at the end of the day she could always count on him.. and there it was, the guilt lingering in the back of her mind. So Katie cleared her throat and drank a big gulp of her beer, walking over to the couch and patting the spot next to her, as an invitation. "Come on, you know I hate talking about me.. how about YOU tell me what have I missed? I haven't finished Season 3 of Daredevil yet but I'm working on it. I did finish The Defenders like in a week, I'll have to say that Jessica Jones was my favorite character.. sorry." She said with a small smile as she leaned back against the couch.

Charlie: looked down at the dog who just wagged it's tail more and went into the living room with then. He plopped down on the couch next to her and made a face, knowing well that she wouldn't talk about herself unless he egged her on. So instead he shrugged his shoulders and talked about himself, which he hated just as much as she did. "Not much goes on in my life except for work, work and more work. But I have a few friends that I'm supposed to hang out with soon. Minka was drunk the other night and told me I'm her favorite guy." Shaking his head, he rolled his eyes. "Girls are weird, though, so she probably tells all of her guy friends that." Hearing her say that she hadn't finished watching season 3 of Daredevil had him narrowing his eyes at her. "You better otherwise I'm going to be so offended." He teased, a smile apparent in his voice as he did. "Jessica Jones is hot, so I don't blame you. The Defenders was fun to film and I was able to hang around with her a lot. Are you jealous?" The right corner of his lips tilted up in a half smile while he took another sip of the beer he still held in his hand.

Katie rested her head on the back of the couch, turning to the side slightly as she listened to Charlie speak, another smile not failing to grace her features. "Or maybe she simply likes you." Katie clarified with a chuckle, "And who knows, you might even get lucky -- if you can't stay for long I understand. I don't want to cock block you.." Katie paused thinking about it for a slight second. "Wait, if it's the other way around, would be be vagina block?.." She was about to elaborate but she was suddenly stopped by a banging on the door, which immediately made her turn to the side. "What on earth.." She furrowed her brows and stood up and almost ran towards the door, and instead of asking who it was, she simply opened the door. It was Rory, holding Kian on his arms. "He's burning up, and he was throwing up.. I told him not to go to the swings after his lunch, but you know your son, he never listens and I'm at lost at to what to do here, Kate-- " Without even thinking twice, she grabbed the toddler who immediately wrapped his arms around his mom. "Jesus, didn't you think about taking him the clinic? We don't know what he could have -- just go, and call Dr. Potter, tell him to come to my place." And before even hearing Rory's response and completely forgetting that Charlie was in the room, Katie rushed to Kian's bedroom. "It's okay, my love, mommy is here.

Charlie: was about to reply that Minka and he were just friends, that nothing went on further than what he had with Kate - two people who teased each other and goofed around together, when the banging started on the door. He thought maybe it was the pizza guy, since she had said that she ordered the pizza earlier. "Maybe.." His words cut short when she saw her brother come in holding a young boy, one that he'd never seen before. And then he heard the words 'your son', which made Charlie rise to his feet and walk over to the door where all the commotion was coming from. His eyes went from Katie to the young child, to her brother who quickly pulled out his phone and began dialing a number. What was going on? Who was the kid? And why was Katie bringing him into the house, into a room that he hadn't noticed before. There were so many questions running through his head - not only questions about what was going on, but also questions about if this was Katie's son then who was the father? Why wasn't he here? "Er.." he mumbled as he walked to the room that Katie had went into and stood in the doorway, watching the woman with the boy. "Should I.. uh.. come back or something?" His brows furrowed over his eyes as he was at a loss of what more to say or do, so he shoved his hands into his pockets and rocked back on his heels.

Katie: Great, she left him with Rory for two hours and now her son was burning up and throwing up. Katie was doing her hardest to calm herself, not wanting Kian to feel like there was something wrong. Her son was very sensitive, and always did his hardest not to make his mum upset. "mommy, my tummy hurts." Kian spoke with a hint of an Irish accent as he rubbed his eye with his chubby little hand. "I know, baby, it will be okay soon. I promise, you will be a big boy and take the medicine Uncle Rory is bringing -- okay?" Katie completely dismissed Charlie's question and instead turned to look at him and asked, "Could you please open the second drawer and take out the blue Avengers jammies? I'm going to give him a quick shower to get the fever down and I'll be right back." The actress said as she picked up her son. Kian had his chin resting on Katie's shoulder and when he saw Charlie, despite him being sick, he couldn't help to smile and wave at the man before entering the bathroom that was inside the room.

Charlie: moved into the room when started talking about medicine and he nodded when asked to find the.. what was it? Opening the drawer, Charlie began searching for blue Avengers jammies - yes, that's what she had said. When he set them down on the bed, he sat down next to them and put his head in his hands. What the bloody hell was going on here? Why had Katie never told him that she had a child? Was this why she had distanced herself from him? That was insanity! Did she think he would care if she had a baby? His whole body tensed up, trying to think back to all the men that she had told him she had been into in those days. The kid looked to be about what - two or three? He couldn't be sure but that seemed to be the case. So he sat and he waited, not sure what else to do while they were in the bathroom. Charlie could hear the water running so he stood up and walked around the room, it was made for a young boy who enjoyed superheros, he could tell. His own room when he was younger was made up much the same way.

Katie: After a good 10 minutes, Katie finally walked out of the bathroom, with her son covered up in his favorite, ironically enough, Daredevil towel. It didn't take her long to get all dressed up, "Blue." Kian pointed to his long sleeved pajama bottoms. "Yes, my love, those are your blue jammies. You like them right?" Just when Katie turned to look at Charlie and was about to say something before Rory interrupted. "Talked to Dr. Potter, he said it might be a a 24 hour stomach bug. I went to the pharmacy across the street and bought what he instructed, he said that if the symptoms didn't go away by tomorrow to take him to his clinic." Poor Rory was now panting for air as he handed the bottle of syrup to Katie. After what it had seemed like the longest time, Rory turned to look at Charlie and blurted out, "Oh shit." And instead of saying anything else, he simply bolted out of the room.

Charlie: watched the woman and boy come into the room, a Daredevil towel wrapped around his small frame, but it didn't connect to him. It was simply a towel. He was about to once again ask Katie if he should go when Rory came in, hanging over a bottle. A smile came onto his face before quickly disappearing at the 'oh shit' and disappearance. What the fuck was going on? he asked himself again before shrugging it off. He'd catch up with his old friend some time later. "Katie.." he spoke up, going over to sit down on the bed and lifting the discarded town into his hands. "Should I go?" this time he wanted an answer and reached out to take her hand into his. His eyes slanting to the side to look at the little boy, a small smile on his face. The kid was adorable, he could admit that, even if he wasn't sure how to be around a little kid. Taking in a deep breath, he let go of her hand and fully smiled at the child. "Hi, what's your name?" he asked gently.

Katie: Right after Kian took his medicine with a lot of bravery, she started to finally aknowleding Charlie's presence in the room, and with that... everything else that came with it. It was as if an avalanche of feelings began to fall over her. To the point that she started breathing faster, her heart rate going up, when he took her hand. She wasn't able to answer his question, wasn't able to even utter a single word. This is what she had feared for two years and now it was happening. Kian's voice suddenly broke her train of thought. "Kian Thomas McGrath!" He said cheerfuly, despite how pale and weaked he looked. "And it's McGraw.. not McGrath. People usually pronounce it wrong, right momma?" He turned to look at Katie, but she could only nod, while placing a hand on her neck.

Charlie: heard the boy say his full name and his head tilted back fully, not sure what to say about the Thomas part since that was also his middle name. "That's a proper and strong name you have there," he said softly as his eyes moved up to Katie and tried to convey to her that he was upset with her from keeping such a big secret from him but not able to say the words out loud. "I see you like superheros. I did too when I was your age. Back then it was mostly the Hulk and others. Do you like him?" How do you talk to such a young child? Charlie was so lost for what else to say so he became quiet, not wanting to make Kian feel even worse by having to talk.

Katie: Before her son could even reply to Charlie's questions, she bent down by his bed and placed a kiss to his forehead. "Baby, I'll be right back okay. I'll be in the other room, just call my name if you need anything, okay? Mommy has some adult things to discuss." Kian frowned slightly, which was followed by a soft yawn, "Okay." not long after, he got comfortable in his bed and slowly drifted into sleep. "Let's talk outside." Katie muttered, without even looking at Charlie as she stepped out of Kian's room and walked straight to the kitchen, to open a beer bottle and take a long gulp. "Yeah, I have a son. And I think you should go." The raven haired actress stated while giving the man his back, once again, without being able to look at him in the eye.

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Charlie: followed her from the room right after he gave Kian another smile and a small, awkward wave of his hand. "So fucking what?" was the first words that came out of his mouth as he stopped just inside the doorway and watched her, his eyes narrowing at her back. How could she act this way? It wasn't /his/ fault that she had kept something this big from him. Weren't they friends? That was the thought that ran through his head as she shook it. "Fine. I'll go. Whatever, Katie." Turning on his heel, he walked back into the living room and started to pull his jacket on before going back, one arm of the jacket dangling. "This is stupid. Why didn't you tell me you were pregnant? Why didn't you talk to me? You know I would have been there for you." That's what friends do, was what he wanted to say. They don't keep secret from each other, was something else he wanted to say. Friends don't lie, was on the tip of his tongue but he bit it back.

Katie remained quiet, looking up at the ceiling and trying her hardest to keep inside the tears that were threatening to escape. She felt like she could finally breathe, the moment she heard him walk back to the door, that's when she turned around... only to notice that he was on his way to her again. And just like that a humorless chuckle escape from her rosy lips, while she shook her head from side to side. God, this was not how she imagined things happening .. in fact, she didn't imagine this happening at all. "Because he's your son." Katie finally said, through greeted teeth. Piercing green eyes looking straight into his. Just like that, a secret she had been holding onto for two years was out in the open, and to this day, she had never felt as raw and vulnerable as she felt in that particular moment.

Charlie: couldn't stop the bubble of laughter from coming out of his mouth. His son? Right. "That's not funny, Katie." Even if he had just laughed, it wasn't something that should be joked about. "If he was mine.. No, he can't be. We never.." He paused as he thought back to that one night, a night that sometimes still flitted into his thoughts from time to time. A night where they were drunk, Katie was upset over something - he didn't remember what it was now - but it had led to them kissing then.. well, the rest is history. Shaking his head now, Charlie slipped his other arm into his jacket and pulled his hat out of his pocket where he had stuffed it to shove down onto his head. "It's.. not possible. So stop." The denials would continue to come, that wasn't something he could stop. His brain just wouldn't connect the two together, not when he had never thought he'd be in this kind of situation.

Katie raised her brows immediately when he began to imply that nothing had ever happened between them, but she slowly nodded her head when it seemed like realization of that night had finally sunk in. Katie had probably gone over this scenario a thousand times in her head, a different one each time, and this one right there was the one that always seemed to win. At least she had been right in something. "We had sex, we were both two horn dogs who didn't use protection, I moved to Vancouver right after that night. When I got there, I realized I was pregnant. You were starting with Daredevil, you were making your life, I was making mine. And I think I misworded things before... you're right, you might have fathered him, but he's not your son." Katie pursed her lips, surprised by how firm her voice had sounded, even when she felt like breaking inside. "You know the way out."

Charlie: blinked several times as he listened to her, his head shaking more because he just couldn't believe what she was saying. He knew that a woman could get pregnant from just once having sex with someone but not.. him. This wasn't something he had ever dreamed of happening. "I want a DNA test," he spoke up roughly as he shoved his hands into his coat pockets. Maybe it was callous, maybe it made him seem like an asshole, maybe.. Charlie didn't know but the one thing he /did/ know was that this was coming out of nowhere and even if it was coming from Katie, he wanted to be one hundred percent sure. "Say you'll do one and then I will leave." His hand came out of his pockets and he now crossed his arms over his chest, his face becoming stubbornly firm. For once there was no smile on his face, no smile about to appear. This was a time where he felt.. rocked. He didn't know what was happening right now but he did know that he wasn't budging until she agreed to this one thing. She had kept this from him and now was springing it on him out of nowhere. So guess what, Katie McGrath, you will meet a brick wall until at least thing goes his way.

Katie: It was Katie's turned to blink now, a humorless laugh following behind. How dare he? "Wow." Was the only thing the girl could utter, as another laugh escape from her. She began to run her hand through her long dark hair as a single tear betrayed her by rolling down her cheek. One that she quickly removed using the back of her hand. She couldn't believe it. Yes, she had played this scenario a thousand times in her head, but it definitely didn't go this way. One thing she knew? That it hurt, it hurt more than she was willing to admit. "I don't want anything from, Charlie. I don't need you -- he -- doesn't need you. I'm not some gold digger going after your money, Jesus." She chuckled without humor again. "In fact, I wasn't planning on telling you. But life has some fucked up ways of messing with me and putting you in the same place as him when I least expect... but you want a DNA test? Fine, but after that you're not seeing MY son again. We don't /need/ you."

Charlie: Her words tore at him, even though he had just been the monster by asking for something that shouldn't have been asked for. "You don't.. need me.." was all that he could say as he nodded his head once, taking it all in. "That's fine." Now a bitter laugh came slipping from his lips as he looked up at her, anger and resentment coming into his eyes. "And we were just talking about getting back to our old ways. Guess that's out of the question now." Turning, he began to walk out of the kitchen, tossing over his shoulder as he did "I'll get the DNA test set up. If he's my son then we'll figure out whatever needs to be figured out. If not.. well.. Good luck." Right at the moment, he didn't care how mean he sounded. He didn't care about the tear that he had seen her wipe away. He didn't fucking care. She had kept something big from him and expected him to roll over and act like it was fine? That isn't how real life worked. And saying that she never would have told him? That stung. Even the most horrible person would want to know they have a child. Then again, he had just told her he didn't believe the boy was his. That wasn't even the point, though. The point was a decent human being would have told the other person.

Katie: She had always been that way. Allowing for her Irish temper to get the best of her, speaking out of anger or pure disappointment and saying things she didn't mean. But hey, she always thought that it was survivial, hurt others before they have the chance to hurt you. But this time? This time her feelings hadn't been spared, they were out in the open. Like an open flesh wound. Every word being spoken stinging her even more. 'If not.. well.. Good luck' upon hearing those words, Katie hadn't realized she had closed her eyes for a short second when those words made her wince. It was amazing how quickly she had managed to fuck things up, this might even earn her a new record. She had been so selfish, beyond belief. "Get your DNA. Tomorrow, even. After that we're going back to Vancouver." Katie repeated, voice filled with determination, and anger -- mostly anger. "And to make things clear again when you do realize he's your son, he doesn't need anything from you -- I don't need anything from you. Goodnight Charlie."

Charlie: nodded once more at her words, not letting the sting from them get to him. He had lived his life without her in it for how long now? She had done that. Katie had created this void and now she had opened it even wider. "Great." That was all he could think to say, not wanting to say more words to open up another argument that he could feel hanging in the air. So instead he kept walking, not looking back at her. Not looking towards the door where Kian now, he was sure, slept from how awful he was feeling tonight. It was a punched to his middle that he might be a father, a father who was being pushed out of his son's life, it the DNA came back and Kian was his. Another bitter laugh came from him as he reached the front door and he wrenched it open, listening to it smack against the wall. After he walked through it, he finally stopped and looked back, his eyes now holding the pain that he wouldn't let his oldest friend see. Reaching back for the doorknob, he pulled the door closed behind him as he walked out and listened as it clicked shut. The click of it sounding like a finality that he was sad to hear. But that was life, wasn't it? It kicked your ass no matter what you did.

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fluffybunnybadass · 3 years

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47, 79, 22, 56, and 35 for your OC's?

(OC asks)

47. How easily does your OC forgive?

Most of them are seasoned warriors and used to being cautious of double- and triple-timing people who could betray you five times without sharing the plan before they show helpfulness, so except for Fallafal, they’re all varying degrees of “Don’t trust you enough that you’ll get any forgiveness” sort of thing, if that makes sense.

Fallafal is a humble farmboy so he’d forgive pretty easily comparably, so long as the person seemed earnest enough and didn’t do anything violent or terrible to another.

Chikori doesn’t forgive, unless it was something minor (like getting the wrong item, etc). She only needs to stick her hand in the fire once to know that it will burn.

Kian is a case-by-case sort of thing. If people have made an effort to earn forgiveness, then maybe he might, but it won’t make any slights against him or any people he might care about go away.

Nanna doesn’t forgive, unless you’re Mulla.

Mulla forgives probably the easiest out of the four seasoned warriors, willing to give most people a chance to earn forgiveness.

79. What is your OC’s favorite kind of ice cream?

Fallafal - Mint chocolate chip

Mulla: something kinda like rocky road, but i can’t think of what those similar sort of ice creams are

Nanna: Strawberry and Chocolate

Kian: He doesn’t eat ice cream that much; he’ll go for sherbet more than ice creams.

Chikori: Probably vanilla-flavored ones.

22. Who is/are your OC’s closest friend(s)?

Hmm. Eventually all of them are some kind of warrior-family unit, so to speak, but at the start of everything...

Fallafal- some school kids he’s grown up with. He thought he would be /was a close friend of Chikori’s, but eventually comes to realize that this isn’t true.

Nanna- Mulla! She tells her gf everything!!! She also has some other gfs that she tells things to, or exes that she’s on good terms with.

Mulla- Nanna. Maybe Kian later on...? That’d be an interestin development...

Chikori- She doesn’t fashion herself to have any close friends, especially after what’s happened in her past with close friends (death, betrayal, etc). She eventually comes to realize that she can trust the squad she’s with.

Kian- Similar to Chikori, doesn’t have “close” friends, probably has good relations with some other Time Patrol Namekians.

56. What are some of your OC’s strengths?

Chikori - punching and kicking things! Being cautious, too, rather than jumping in as quickly as other Saiyans would. She doesn’t mind being given orders, and would rather follow those than try to come up with plans on her own (though i suppose that part would be a weakness than a strength).

Nanna- see above but also ki blasting things. She can also stretch and make use of her Majin abilities a lot, so that alone is a strength! She’s also a surprisingly good listener despite how much she talks, and observes/assess people pretty well in order to give out good advice when needed. She’s more than capable of taking the lead when needed.

Fallafal- He has a good heart! Very compassionate and always wanting to help people! He doesn’t possess much fighting skills compared to the others, or ki control either, but he shows a much quicker assessment of a battle situation/plan than expected once he’s taking part in missions against the enemy.

Kian - Caution, maybe patience? He can wait a long time to fully understand something, rather than being impatient about not getting something right away or not knowing the answer to something.

Mulla: her muscles! also majin abilities. She cares very deeply for people she meets, even if it might not seem like it. She’s compassionate, and can also back up Nanna easily or get her to calm down from some hype.

35. How is your OC working towards his/her dream job and/or achieved his/her current profession?

Well, no one is really supposed to know about Time Patrol, I think, so as to avoid temptation to mess with timelines, so when I call it a “Dream job” for some of them it’ll have somewhat different connotation about it.

Nanna: I haven’t really figured out her past yet, but she’s a higher-ranking Time Patroller and worked hard to make that happen. She’s basically achieved her ideal position within the Time Patrol, and is pretty happy with the job on the whole.

Kian- same as Nanna about his past (or much of his present), but he’s still a good-ranked Patroller who tends to work alone most of the time. He’d like to be one of the more top-ranked Patrollers out of a competitive nature, but he’s “satisfied” with the job he has. He’s reached a point where he can mostly work alone, or is sent on missions alone, rather than needing to work with a team, and refuses to work with trainees/newbies. His original dream was to train to become the strongest fighter around, so it works along his goal.

Mulla - We don’t really know. She’s from much further in the timeline than Nanna, but I think she picked up Time Patrol from following Nanna back (or Nanna taking her with, who knows). She didn’t like where she was prior the Time Patrol, so she finds the job to be much better than what she had. She likes it. She trained hard so she could work with Nanna, because she admired her/how she worked on the mission she had been on when they met. Her dream was mostly to get off of the planet that she lived on and see other places, meet other cultures, and be in a place where she felt liked.

Chikori: She doesn’t have a dream job. The Tuffle-Saiyan war crushed any childhood dreams she may have had, and, up until recently in her life, had had no opportunity to escape and heal from the trauma of everything that came after. Her dream had mostly been to “escape” and live a life that didn’t involve constant death and desolation to planets and places and people. When she was dropped off on Earth, she found the time she was left in led to a very boring life, as she was constantly on guard and expecting to fight. The Time Patrol gave her an excuse to return to something familiar, even if she felt like the choice was a hollow one. She was a temporal anomaly by existing. She was given the choice to return to her previous life, or join the Time Patrol. (or stay on the planet with Nanna (and reluctant Mulla) trying to cover that they left the Saiyan outside her timeline)

Fallafal- couldn’t imagine that a job like the Time Patrol (or any galactic Patrol for that matter) could exist. He feels like a fish outta water just trying to adjust to a much different life than a “city” or “rural/country” one. He joined the TP because he was following Chikori for reasons I can’t quite succinctly explain, relatively selfish reasons, and stays because he had finally grown accustomed to it and felt like a (super)hero correcting the mistakes of history. Even once he’s gotten used to it and “found his place” within the Patrol, so to speak, he still feels awkward and out of place, despite there being several other Earthlings in the TP

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