Shu was definitely having a ton of fun playing around with Takeshi and him not showing any sort of annoyance towards his actions was definitely a plus for him, knowing he could continue on with this so long that Takeshi was in a good mood. While he didn’t know whether Takeshi was having fun, he was going to have to ask him eventually, but for now he was going to test him and try some of his more traditional playing methods to see if Takeshi really wanted to play. Pouncing at him, he managed to get him pinned down and was left staring over him, giggling away in excitement, “I got you! I got you!” he squeaked, staring down at Takeshi before rolling off him, continuing his little roll a few more times before sitting up, “Ooh! I am Shu! That’s what I am. Fun in pouncing! Do you know how to pounce now? It’s more fun with tall grass! All stalking and quiet and looking for food…ooooh! I miss the jungle sometimes! Do you miss places sometimes…?” T’charrl couldn’t understand this kid, especially when he seemed so confident at the start and now he was a scared all the time and cowering away from attacks. At least T’charrl was training at the same time, so all this was doing was giving him a target to try and hit, “I’ll keep it! Hopefully, I mean I’m still training in that”, he spoke quickly, trying to give himself some time to breathe, “The point of me doing this…is to advance! So I don’t lose control so much!” He was hoping for the element of control so much, maybe even gaining the ability to change into his normal self. He didn’t care if he had to change into a different form to gain that ability; he wanted to be able to wear clothes again among doing other things. Pushing himself, T’charrl was quick to go in for the attack, aiming to give this Saiyan a run for his money if he had to. The kid had beaten him before he transformed, but now the kid was barely able to withstand any of his attacks. His strength was increasing greatly, he was gaining more power and finally feeling like he was going to be useful to his friends. Going straight in for the kid again, his punches battered the kid’s blocks and with one strong kick he managed to hit the kid away, winning their duel. Watching as Haku picked himself up, he stared at him as the realisation that he had won was met with an insult, “Jerk…? You asked to train, you-ah!” Doubling over, he winced as his body strained and his muscles contracted, the orbs glowing slightly in response as his insides gargled. It was beginning, he had managed to reach the next level and his body needed to change to contain all this power, “I-It’s time-aghh! Y-You can leave if you want…you don’t need to hang a-around for this…” Viral was really hurting and after all those headshots should probably take a break, but he was trying hard to bring out these forms. He needed to be able to do it before they got to Namek, at least try to get one form down. Holding his head, he slowly moved up and back into the centre of the room again and getting ready. Maybe he should take a break soon, he was really pushing himself and he was already losing his ability to see colours with this many blows. Raising his fists, he watched Vegeta’s stance, taking his word before Vegeta immediately rushed in with a punch straight for his head. He had taken Vegeta’s word that he wouldn’t hit his head again, his fist raising up quickly but he still got clipped, his brain practically rattling before receiving a blow to his stomach and lastly his spine physically abused with a hard smack down. Once again he was on the floor in pain, feeling dizzy, sick and momentarily paralysed. Letting out a groan, he slowly rolled over, his paw on his stomach as he tried to speak up with his other paw waving around in Vegeta’s direction accusingly.