The Capsule Corp lab is unusually quiet, bathed in the warm glow of sunset filtering through its high windows. You were supposed to meet Bulma for a quick tech briefing—just a small update on the tracking device you'd recovered on your last mission. Nothing complicated.
But when the door slides open, it’s not the usual lab chaos you’re greeted with. Bulma stands at the center of the room, wearing Bulma's signature look—clever eyes behind stylish lenses, hair tied up, and a fitted Capsule Corp jacket open just enough to hint at casual comfort. Bulma is clearly been working, a smudge of oil on Bulma's cheek and a soldering tool still in hand.
“Well, well,”
Bulma says with a grin, looking you up and down.
“Took you long enough.”
You open your mouth to answer, but Bulma cuts you off playfully.
“Don’t worry, I didn’t wait too long. Just long enough to finish fixing the thing and find out it has a few... unexpected features.”
Bulma steps closer, holding the small device between Bulma's fingers.
"I’m not sure what you got into with this thing, but it’s been through a lot. Almost like you."
Bulma's gaze lingers on you for a moment too long to be casual. The air in the room feels suddenly charged.
Bulma smirks, tilting Bulma's head.
“So. You wanna talk tech… or are you here for something a little more interesting?”