Takeshi was really beside himself, there wasn't any sign of Narbu here. It seemed recently inhabited, the home he had checked, yet there was no one in there. Something wasn't quite adding up, he was thinking it over while he went back to join the others. It was possible the place was recently vacated, but for what purpose? Was something going on in this world as well? Staring at the ground in thought he noticed a shadow forming around him, initially mistaking it for a passing cloud. But clouds didn't grow bigger as they moved, and looking up he noticed clouds sure as hell didn't have horns, or fur. In the blink of an eye for bulky figures landed around him, kicking up a massive cloud of snow in the process on impact. Thankfully he'd avoided all of their pounces, jumping out from between them and moving back to Shu and Viral. Well, they found the Narbu, yay! Except these four seemed to want to smash them into bits, not so yay. Dusting himself off he glanced back at Viral, smiling slightly, "I'm working on it, relax. I've got this."

"Hey... Listen, guys. Let's stop trying to crush each other for just a second, yeah? We're just here to talk." Takeshi wasn't exactly sure how to play a diplomat, but he figured just being polite ought to do the trick. Or... Polite as he could be. Smiling he stepped closer to the Narbu despite their glowering at him, stopping a few meters away with his hands up defensively. "We're not here to pick a fight with you, we're only here to ask you for some help. You see, we're with the rebels. You know... The people who sort of freed you from the Saiyans and all? Korian, that's the guy in charge, he wants us to ask you to lend him a hand. That's all, we're just here to try and recruit some help for beating the king." Short, succinct and to the point, no sense in wasting any time beating around the bush. Takeshi realized of course they had no scouters, but gave the benefit of the doubt that they may know some of the common language. Not wanting to give the wrong idea he gestured over his shoulder to Viral and Shu. "We're all rebels, kinda, and we're helping beat the Saiyans. This whole recruiting business is voluntary too, we're not going to force you into our ranks like the Saiyans did, so don't worry."

Giving it a moment or so for a reply there was nothing but silence following those words. Had the Narbu understood what was said? Or were they just not having any of it? Takeshi waited a little while, shifting back and forth on his feet a bit impatiently. When it didn't seem like they were answering any time soon he let out a sigh, rubbing at his head exasperatedly. "Uh... Do you understand me? We have scouters, back at the ship... We can bring you some. Though I don't know why I'm explaining that if you don't understand me." Hindsight was a real pain, they ought to have considered that before hand. Finally, some sort of vocalization came from the Narbu, only it wasn't exactly a home-coming. Rather it was an angry growl, and yet again they pounced, the first leaping right at the Saiyan. Jumping back and avoiding a heavy arm, Takeshi then darted to the side as a leg nearly smashed him into the ground. Upon coming to a stop a large fist flew right at his stomach, and the only thing he could do was put his hands out to try and catch it. He stopped the attack, sort of, being pushed back a fair bit as the arm extended to its full length. 

"Oh come on! I didn't even do anything!" Takeshi said, pushing the Narbu back irritably. This is why talking to people was such a pain, half the time they didn't listen. Meeting the glares of the four Narbu he then turned to Viral, pointing at the four annoyed. "You saw that! I didn't do anything, they're the ones being a pain!" And another growl, oh come on! This one didn't sound as close as he'd expect, but it was still loud enough to be heard. Glancing up in the direction of the noise his eyes widened finding the source. It was another Narbu, only this one was huge. Narbu on their own, from his experience, were big. But this one was at least a head taller than all the others, and bigger too. It landed behind the four with a resounding crash, actually shaking the ground on impact and making Takeshi jostle slightly. Lifting his head to glance up at the final member he smiled uncertainly, raising a hand in a small wave. "Uh... Hi there."

Just what was this pup trying to do? He was a Saiyan, of that there was no doubt. And their experience with Saiyans were anything but pleasant, it was a miracle they hadn't simply killed the group on the spot. They were with the rebels too, was that their story? Sure, rumor had it that a handful of Saiyans were part of the rebel force that freed them, but it was just a rumor. Nothing sound, certainly nothing to put their faith into. Growling again the Chieftain stood upright, coming now at least a meter above his companions. "Saiyans... Are rebels...? It has to be a lie, your kind are the perpetrators..." the Narbu growled, speaking with surprising proficiency. "We were forced into service under your kind, under that [i]girmask[/i] of a king. You expect us to believe you, [i]y'ves tal cathul do[/i]?" Okay, slightly proficient, that was definitely some alien speak thrown in.