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Rougi (???)
Age: 16
D.O.B: Unknown
Status: Alive(?)
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"I don't want to do this. Does Saiyan pride even exist if we work under this crazy lizard?"
"You know better than to speak of Lord Frieza like that, Roux. Go back to training at once before I'm forced to punish you again."
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Rougi hated this. Born into royalty was already a pain in her ass. Being born to serve a genocidal space lizard was another. "Saiyan pride." It was a stupid saying she'd heard her entire life. Nothing was prideful about being a slave. Nothing was prideful about being a princess working towards competing so the prince could take your hand in marriage. Nothing to be proud of, nothing to smile about. Her only joy was the occasional destruction of planets and genocide she was sent to carry out on more difficult missions.
At this age, princesses from all across Planet Vegeta are expected to train and train hard. On the Prince's 16th birthday, all of them will compete against one another in a tournament. This tournament is mandatory for the prince to choose a mate. How animalistic. Rougi hated it. It made her feel like she was livestock to be plucked out of. Nonetheless, she kept to her training to keep her father happy and to keep herself sane.
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Train. Destroy. Take over. Dominate. Those were the four words that echoed in her head. Her tail thrashed lazily behind her as she glared at the multitude of training robots in the room. If she couldn't beat all of them on her own, did she really deserve to call herself a saiyan? To call herself a royal? The thought of her mother's disappointed tone, her father's praise toward her sister. It all pissed her off. Her tail thrashed around more, each time a little more aggressive than the other.
She grit her teeth, clenching her fist tightly as she allowed the opaque-ish white aura to engulf her.
"HRRAGH!" And she was off. The robots rushed at her, but she held them off. She took the further ones out with ki-blasts, and the ones closest to her, she didn't hesitate to shove her fist through their circuits and rip them out. With each punch, she felt the pent-up anger rising. Her pupils were blown out as she felt the thrill of destroying each and every robot, watching them fall. She imagined this could be her future. Her future of wiping out Frieza's army and freeing her people. She hadn't even realized when she finished off the lasts of the robots before she heard slow clapping behind her.
She snapped out of her frenzy and whipped her head around, scowling at who it was. Vegeta, Nappa, AND Raditz. Just who she wanted to see.
"Well—Look at that. Princess has got some spit fire in here!" Raditz laughed before Vegeta smacked him across his head. "Shut up. Despite none of us particularly liking the runt, *you* still need to respect her. After all, she is still a much higher class than you are." He retorted as Raditz glowered at him. A smirk crept up on his face as his gaze traveled over to Rougi.
"I'm surprised you managed to take out all of these robots!" He tilted his head. "What, don't tell me they were on easy mode?" He chuckled.
"You would know about easy mode, wouldn't you? Considering your entire life is on easy mode. Everything on a silver platter provided by your daddy and Lord Frieza. Tch." She huffed before a smirk played on her face. "If it weren't for Lord Frieza, you'd be a pampered prissy little bitch just like him." Vegeta didn't like that.
"Why you little—" He was abruptly cut off by Nappa holding him back. "Now, now, Prince Vegeta. As much as we all find her antics annoying, she needs to be in top shape for the upcoming battles. Aha! With how she hadn't backed out of the ballroom dancing, you'd think she *actually* wanted to marry you!" Nappa guffawed, not missing a chance to get on Rougi's nerves. Instead of saying anything more, she gritted her teeth and walked off. The mocking laughter of the three men behind her irritated her, but.. what could she do against three? That's why she needed to train. What kind of saiyan would she be if she couldn't even fight off three others.
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