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[jinglebros]

Santa is sitting on his lower bunk in the barracks, looking through the backpack that holds his starter kit. He's pretty annoyed as he flips through it and it shows on his face as his mouth twists and his eyes narrow. There's a pink, metallic looking watch object on his left wrist that he pulls at occasionally, looking even more annoyed every single time it doesn't come off. When he starts pulling objects out of the backpack and trying to use them to pry off the so called watch, it's obvious that this is the source of his annoyance: he wants it off and he wants it off now. He knows there are only two ways to remove it, he knows this, but he's trying anyway. He never expected to actually be trapped somewhere without the ability to remove it at will.

The fact he's concerned with this over their surroundings and the situation suggests it must be pretty damn important.

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[light_of_willpower]

That brought both eyebrows up, and a stunned blink. "Seriously?" Wow, sadistic--and not unlike the blueprints left in Dr. Gero's lab he and Krillin had found. "You're...sure about that?"

Trunks wanted to be absolutely sure the other was comfortable with this risk. "Maybe they kept the bomb in you to keep you compliant here." His brain was thinking over various possibilities, including calculating the risks for what he was doing. "Any idea how big the radius of the blast would be, specs on the bomb?"

[jinglebros]

"About a room's worth," Santa says with a nod. "I'm absolutely sure about this shit, man. I saw two dead bodies from it." He glances to the side and hugs his body a little, as if upset by this. He actually has no reason to be upset about either death, considering he set both of them up, but... he needs to come across that way. "One was even my friend."

Lies lies lies.

[light_of_willpower]

"How big a room? like...this big?" Gesturing out to the barracks at large. Don't mind his expression darkening a bit, as Trunks understood losing a friend. All too well. Crossing his arms, chewing on his lip for a moment.

"You willing to be one of those bodies, if you're wrong about them taking that bomb out of you?"

[jinglebros]

"About half this room." As for whether he's willing to be a body, Santa shrugs. "My sister's gone," he says. "I've got no reason to be around."

It's funny how the only time he truly tells the truth is when it has to do with his sister.

[light_of_willpower]

Trunks is quiet for a moment, but he knows grief. Too well for his liking. "You say that as if she wouldn't want you to go on." Living was hard--and while he was an only child, he knew his mother and Gohan would've wanted him to go on living, even if they weren't.

"But, if you're determined to get that thing off, then come with me." Uncrossing his arms and moving to head out of the Barracks. "We're heading outside. Less to damage."