"Well how about spaz? Because you can't seem to sit still for five minutes." It was all in good fun, the teasing, Takeshi didn't mean anything by it. Considering his tendency to injure himself in even the most mundane of training he figured it was a good time as any to stop. No reason to introduce something that could actually hurt Shu if he messed it up. What they were actually going to do now wasn't exactly clear, they couldn't go eat just yet and there wasn't much in the way of entertainment on board. The ship had been outfitted with Earth amenities during their stay so there was a lot of familiar stuff on board, but not a lot appealed to them right now. "Pouncing...? What are you talking about?" Takeshi asked, clearly puzzled. From how Shu explained it, it almost sounded like something that a hunter would do. His use of the word 'prey' didn't help it, and it seemed like a tad silly of a thing for them to do now. Before there was even a chance to say anything Shu took it upon himself to give a showing, promptly leaping onto his older brother. Yelping as he was near tackled Takeshi fell onto his back, having Shu land on top of him now. Having closed his eyes while falling he opened them slowly, looking up at Shu slightly unamused. Sighing he shook his head, a small smile spreading across his lips. "You are something else, you know that?"

Connecting with that kick hadn't felt nearly as satisfying as Haku had hoped. It didn't seem to do much either, just make T'charrl back off for a second. Landing back on his feet with a frown, not having a clue how he was actually supposed to hurt this alien. If he blasted T'charrl again it'd only end badly for him, and there were far too many people around that could make his life awfully miserable if he did try anything. "Oh... So if you change you'll be able to keep that promise?" the Saiyan voiced, clearly skeptical. The Kaesstrian had nearly attacked his friend back on Earth, what was preventing him then from mauling some nobody? All this talk of needing power was a bit off putting, it reminded him too much of how Saiyans talked. Just because he was a Saiyan didn't mean he necessarily bought into everything, he wasn't fanatically driven by strength. Not that he'd mind being stronger, then he could stand up for himself. Being given a way out was a little insulting, Haku wanted to prove T'charrl wrong and stand his ground. Easier said than done though as the alien came at him once more, Haku scrambling to block and evade punches that were thrown his way. While he did block them they still stung like heck, he'd probably have some lumps later. The kick got through, he totally had missed it. Caught in the side he was sent flying away, hitting the floor and bouncing slightly. Groaning in pain he rolled slightly, slowly picking himself up and holding his side. "You jerk! That hurt dammit!"

Vegeta wasn't going to keep pulling punches, not if Viral really wanted to get into the thick of things. He took no pleasure in fighting in a way that hurt his friend, but if this was what he wanted and what was needed they had little choice. Abusing his Ki again for a burst of speed he vanished from view, delivering a hard blow that sent the Beastman reeling. The follow up was a hard tackle, tossing Viral into the wall with a loud thud as his body slammed against the slightly padded structure. Stepping back with a displeased look Vegeta sighed, really not reveling in what he was doing. "Fine, I'll keep going. But I'm done throwing shots at your skull, I never should have in the first place." Walking away and motioning for Viral to follow they moved more to the center of the room again, giving themselves a bit more room. With a faint smile Vegeta nodded his head, taking another stance to resume. Pushing off the ground at Viral he opened up with a simple haymaker, which if blocked he'd then try to drive a knee into Viral's stomach and lastly with both hands held together hit his back to hopefully knock him down.