"So Kaesstrians get energy from the planet...? Huh... We kind of do that too..." Goku's Spirit Bomb technique worked that way didn't it? Though that was kind of a different concept, and from what Takeshi had seen Kaesstrians weren't exactly gathering power to blow up a planet. Well, maybe the General had been, but he was crazy, he didn't count. Watching the spirit disappear back into their friend he sighed in relief, glad nothing really bad had come of that. When the world around them reverted back to normal T'charrl had promptly collapsed on the ground, as had Shu. Wonderful, he was the only one currently not splayed out in the dirt. Rubbing at his forehead Takeshi first helped his sibling to his feet before returning to his friend, pulling T'charrl up to rest along his own side. "Nimbus won't be a problem, yeah. Call it, we'll go pay Vegeta a visit to make sure T'charrl is okay." A little checkup was probably in order at least seeing as their friend had some minor burns from the Ki blasts. That would be easily fixed up no doubt.

Eh... Takeshi wished Shu had kind of just let that kid be there, he didn't particularly care for the Saiyan. His brother was right though, it wouldn't be proper to just leave him here. Seeing as the boy was more or less abandoned it fell to them to find something to do with him. Well... Killing him wasn't going to happen, and he wasn't sure if they could trust anyone on Earth enough to keep an eye on him. "I guess we're taking him with us, we don't have any other choice," he replied dejectedly. "Really don't want to... But we don't have a lot of choice here." It was either that or leave him in the hands of the rebels, whether that was a good idea or not. Carefully leading T'charrl over Takeshi leaned down, scooping up the Saiyan with his free arm and slinging him over his shoulder. With his arms full he lifted up into the air slowly, making sure he had a firm grip on them. "We're going to Vegeta's, get nimbus and follow me."

That had been one hell of a week leading up to their departure. A party, training and some random Saiyan kid was now part of their group. Overall not a totally miserable time, though the latter certainly complicated things a little. They were going to have to find something to do with him eventually, whether that was hand him over to the Saiyans or the rebels. He was pretty much a brat, this one, wouldn't even tell them his name. Ah well, not that it mattered terribly much. It would be some time until they returned to Earth again after this, probably at least a month or two. After saying their goodbyes to everyone they were back in orbit rather promptly, getting settled before heading out to meet the rebels again. After that... Well Namek, probably. Amongst gods knew how much else they would be doing, time would tell. The battle with Yamate, the king of Saiyans was just on the horizon now, everyone recognized that. Whatever they did now was just a build up to that moment, probably best they use their time wisely.

"Come here Shu!" Time spent wisely was probably *not* playing a game of tag in the training hall. Granted, it was training in a way. Takeshi wanted to see just how fast Shu might be in the air now, still pretty determined he was quicker while flying. A game of tag was the easiest and most enjoyable way to test this theory of his, and he could mask it as a game between brothers. So far he regretted to say his claims weren't holding up nearly as well as he would have liked. So speed on the ground seemed to translate to speed in the air, who would have guessed? Keeping up with Shu, much less catching him was proving to be difficult, and it sort of annoyed him, to a minor degree. Diving for his brother and missing completely Takeshi landed against the wall, hovering along it with his feet flush against the steel as he smiled amused at his brother. "Stop moving around so much and let me get you!"

This was what training was like for the Princes? Looked like a kid's game, how stupid. How two people like them ever got so strong was beyond him. Still... It kind of seemed like fun. He had always been more interested in this kind of thing himself back on Kortal, but everyone else was much too focused on fighting and war. Why should they even be fighting this, they had no reason to. And now the stupid rebels were right on their doorstep and they were probably going to lose the war, and who knows what would happen after that. His parents were both fighting, for whatever reason, probably because they were still loyal to the king. Anyone who abandoned him like that didn't get his loyalty, these Princes and their friends deserved it more. But they too were in this stupid war, fighting for nothing really. Tugging his knees up to his chest tighter he continued to watch them rush about, wondering how long they were going to keep it up.