Takeshi had no idea you had to be so meticulous about caring for a blade. Every nick, every scratch and dent, they were going to have to be fixed? Jeez, and it must suffer some kind of damage after each encounter he figured so that meant constant care for the weapon. Not that it deterred him any from wanting to learn, he just hadn't known so much went into it. He'd have to find the proper items to maintain the sword, not wanting to butt in and take what Viral had been given as a birthday gift for his own. Since it came from Kaesstra maybe when they went back he could ask around for a smith, they could give him what he would need, hopefully. "Care for the sword... Like your own body..." he mumbled, looking down at the sheathed weapon thoughtfully. There it was again, treating the sword like an extension of yourself. The Beastman had said that before a few times too, maybe there really was some truth to it. It was still difficult to imagine the sword as anything but that, yet now maybe he'd put a bit more stock into what he was being told. Smiling slightly Takeshi nodded his head, "Alright, fine. If I have to keep my sword in peak condition then no sweat, I'll do it. I'll find out from T'charrl what it's made of and how to repair it, and I'll get some from his planet later." 

Training inside of Viral's room didn't seem like the best way to go about this. It was small and there was furniture that could either get in their way or be damaged, neither were exactly fun. The corridor would be a far better spot for this, more than enough room to move around and no danger of collateral, unless maybe they sliced into a wall or something. Accepting the sword from his friend Takeshi slowly pulled the blade out, holding it up and squinting as he scrutinized every inch of the blade for a moment, trying to spot any of the nicks that Viral had mentioned. Hm, so it was a little banged up, he'd never noticed that before. Letting his arm drop to his side the Saiyan looked back at Viral, "Fine, take it easy on me if you've got to, but I'm not counting this if I win. A hollow victory is meaningless for me." So he was going to be the one to strike now, was he? Alright then, hopefully Viral was ready for it. Spreading his feet apart slightly Takeshi placed both hands on the handle, smirking as he watched Viral carefully. "I'll get this down in no time, just you watch. Then I'll get back to our mission." Since he was the one starting he figured he'd just go right in and start, not needing any prompt. Pushing off with his right foot Takeshi dashed across the room, bringing the sword up on his back hand and trying to cleave up at Viral's arm. "Hyah!"