"No he's not trying to be a cat, he just... Oh I don't know!" They had left and he was in everything but a shirt, now he was all but stark naked save for some boxers. How in the world he had managed to shed the rest of his attire, or why, was beyond Yumi. She had a pretty good guess though, it had something to do with the trousers hanging out of Viral's mouth. Either he was so hungry he was willing to eat pants or he was a lot more playful now that he had a full stomach. The latter didn't seem terribly likely as he bound at them for the door, trying to make a break for it yet again. Between holding his cleaver and trying to keep Shu's supposed innocence intact she couldn't well do a thing about the charge, and thankfully she didn't have to. Takeshi was prompt to act, tackling Viral from behind and restraining his hind legs as Vegeta mirrored his movements from the front. In no short order they managed to have him restrained successfully, for now at least. Breathing a sigh of relief she figured she could relinquish her hold on Shu, especially since he had his own eyes closed at this point. Looking at the two Saiyans and Beastman Yumi smiled a bit amused, walking over with the cleaver in hand before kneeling before Viral, holding it flat across her hands for him to see. "Viral...? Do you recognize this...? It's yours."

Takeshi hadn't really put a ton of thought into stopping Viral, he just sort of went and did it. Boy was it strange having all of this fur brushing up against him, it tickled the crud out of his bare skin. Squirming a bit at first he relaxed for a moment when they settled, nodding gratefully to Vegeta for his help. All would be well and fine if they could just get Viral to look at his things now. That, and if this pesky tail would stop slapping him in the face. After a few hits he was rather tempted to bite it out of frustration, but thought better of it, lest he anger the Beastman. Instead the Saiyan craned his neck, trying to avoid getting smacked around while he laid there. Now and again the hind legs would kick, shaking Takeshi a little bit, but overall this was much easier than handling the guy before. Watching as Yumi brought the cleaver over for Viral to see he looked to Shu, rolling his eyes at his brother's eyes being closed. "Shu... You can open your eyes and look. It's not like you haven't seen me in my boxers before." They had only just showered together recently, sheesh. Not that Yumi was probably aware of that, otherwise she wouldn't have gone through the trouble.

"Just... Hold still Viral, we're not going to hurt you." Vegeta wasn't overly thrilled when Yumi came over first, concerned with how brandishing a weapon around someone who was essentially all animal now would be taken. At the moment Viral looked to be doing fine, though he hadn't even laid an eye on the cleaver yet. Adding to Takeshi's behest he looked over to Shu and have a nod of his head, "He should see that too. Let him get a good sniff of it as well, maybe there's some scents on there that will help him." Heck, at this point he was willing to try anything to get the Beastman back to normal. Shy of blasting him with radiation or something like that anyways. Fidgeting as the legs he was grabbing kicked him rather close to the groin Vegeta looked up at Viral, forcing a smile as he tightened his grip to keep the limbs still. "If you kick me there I swear with them as my witness I'll return the favor when you're better..."

Viral wanted to move around and get out of the room, but right now being unable to find the will to get up he was probably going to be stuck there. He wanted a lot of things right now, but he was completely oppressed and not letting him do anything he wanted. Shifting around and trying to get his limbs free, he kicked around in annoyance while waving his tail to try and get balance again as Yumi decided to approach him with something. Letting out a groan, he licked his nose a few times before letting out a snort. He didn’t know what she wanted from him, but he was already defeated again and constrained so whatever she wanted to do he would rather she got it over with. Letting out a snort when his limbs were restrained more, he stared at her before his attention was taken to the object in her hands. Staring at it, his ears twitched a little before they just drooped as if something was clicking but not quite getting there, confusing him pretty well with thoughts that he couldn’t pin down as being his.

Shu didn’t know what was going on since his eyes were still closed, feeling a little lost when Yumi decided to go away and off towards Viral. Sniffing around a little, he slowly moved one foot in front of the other, trying to find his way until Takeshi told him he could open up his eyes, “Oh…okay!” Giving his eyes a quick rub, he blinked a few times before staring down at the pile on the floor, finding it to be a little off-putting. He wondered if they would do such a thing if he ever went Oozaru, but then again he had no idea if that would be possible for them. Frowning a little, he slowly moved towards Viral, looking to Vegeta when he gave his reassurances. Shuffling a little as he moved, he soon slowly bent down in front of Viral too, giving Yumi a quick look before he held the scarf out in front of him, “Look, Mister Viral…it’s your…favourite…”

Viral was definitely feeling confused and a little lost, his mind unable to cope with what was happening or why he recognised the object in front of him; however, that was all made worse when the scarf was introduced to him. Sniffing at it, he soon let out a prolonged groan, slowly shaking his head. He didn’t know what was happening or how it was made possible to retrieve these new thoughts and feelings towards things he would have never thought of looking at before. Wriggling around again in an attempt to get free, he growled angrily while trying to rid himself of the images and the smells before he simply let out a groan, his face ending up pressed against the floor with his eyes closed in an apparent collapse.

Yumi smiled sympathetically when Viral appeared to struggle. He looked to recognize his cleaver, but there were no vocalizations or gestures that made it obvious. Chances were he probably couldn't even speak in this state anyways, otherwise he would have by now. Even in the other form he had managed to do it, this one then seemed a bit more animal like. The weapon alone wasn't cutting it, so Shu was called over to present the scarf as well. Hopefully a garment that carried a scent with it would serve to do a little more for their friend. Or... it could render him unconscious. Yumi's eyes widened in surprise when, after showing a bit of distaste towards the scarf Viral abruptly collapsed. Why did that happen, it shouldn't have happened. These things were supposed to help him remember who he was and bring him back to himself, not knock him out. "Get off him you idiots, get off!" she said quickly, setting down the cleaver. Waving off Vegeta and Takeshi she scooched closer to Viral, biting her lip worriedly as she looked down at him. Reaching down slowly she rubbed his side and shoulder, hoping to gently rouse him awake. "Viral...? Hellooooo?"

A lot of good that had just done them. Takeshi had lost his clothes so Viral could what, go and fall asleep or something? Bah, really not a worthwhile endeavor. After getting up off of Viral the older boy moved to Shu's side, holding himself as he walked over and shivering slightly. Turned out that being inside of a room in a space ship with no heat was pretty cold when you were nearly naked, who knew? His pants were not all that far off from where they were, but with several tears in the material and not to mention all of the drool he could probably do without them. "So what... He's out cold now...?" he grumbled, frowning as he shifted about. Well at least that meant he wasn't going to go running around, that was nice. More likely than not however they were going to have to move him now, and goodness knows where to. In the state he was Takeshi wasn't exactly keen on transporting somebody around right now. Sitting down next to Shu he looked over, eying the shirt on his brother before shaking his head, rubbing at his arms. Nah, way too small for him, it would probably tear if he even attempted to put it on. Maybe the kid wouldn't mind making one last trip upstairs.

Viral was just conked right out of it with all that mental stress, seeing his items becoming way too much for him to handle mentally. He wasn’t really able to breathe properly with Vegeta and Takeshi squashing him like they were, so it was just as well that Yumi shooed them off. His mind had just collapsed with the smells and memories those items gave him, the stress of it not doing his head any favours. While he did appear completely out of it, as Yumi gave his side and shoulder a rub he let out a groan, shifting his head a little before he rested his head on his chin, his eyes still somewhat closed. The smells from his scarf sure did bring back memories while his cleaver managed to bring in feelings of lost identity, both which were too overwhelming.

Shu stared at Viral’s reaction to the scarf and cleaver, ending with him seemingly blacking out from all the stress; his sense of smell must have been really strong if it bothered him that much. Laying the scarf down in front of him, he backed off quickly and rubbed his hands together, looking to Yumi quickly, “Did it smell that bad?” he asked up, frowning a little before looking to Takeshi. He did wonder why Takeshi didn’t have his trousers on, but with Viral down on the ground like this looking a little depressive he did wonder whether he was going to be okay now, “He didn’t look like angry kitty when we came back, does that mean he’ll be okay now?” he asked up only to squeak when Viral began to make noises, shifting behind Takeshi quickly just incase he would suddenly jump.

Viral was more than a little dizzy after that blast of memories, his head burning with confusion. Letting out a pained groan, he shifted his paw around and pressed it against his head. It was as if he had just woken up, but he couldn’t quite piece together what had happened or how he was feeling right now. Feeling pretty terrible, he rolled onto his side, his paw to his face still before he removed it, simply laying it to the side as he stared with confusion at his cleaver and scarf. Giving the situation and how he was feeling, something had definitely gone wrong or he drank something really strong before.

Man, Viral's nose must be awfully sensitive to be agitated by his scarf. Just out of curiosity Takeshi grabbed the cloth, bringing it up to his own nose and giving it a sniff, putting it back with a shrug. It didn't smell like much other than sweat to him, not the most pleasant of smells. Maybe the guy's own body odor had knocked him out or something? This whole business just had him awfully confused, the guy was going from angry to calm to angry again and then he passed out. Scratching at his head he watched as the Beastman finally began to twitch after a little while, gradually coming to. As Shu hid around him Takeshi jumped as well, only because his brother placed his cold hands on his bare back. Yelping faintly at the chill he got the older boy squirmed around in his spot, watching Viral all the while warily. Whatever had happened to him it had left the guy pretty groggy, he definitely wasn't going to be getting up and attacking them any time soon. Breathing a bit easier he sat down on his backside, crossing his legs and folding his arms over his chest, scrunching up slightly to stay warm. Meh, he really needed something to wear. Turning slightly to look at Shu he eyed his brother's shirt for a moment, smiling a little. "Hey buddy... Can I have your shirt? It might fit me and I'm kind of... Well, almost naked right now."

Yumi was doing her best to ignore the banter going on beside her, more concerned with Viral right now. He was really out of it, somewhat amusingly looking as though he'd just woken up from a hard night of drinking. Smiling sympathetically she moved closer, reaching out and rubbing his neck and back to help keep him calm. Poor guy, there was just no winning for him right now. He didn't appear to really know what the deal was with his scarf and cleaver either yet, a shame since they'd gone through the trouble of trying. Maybe a little encouragement on that end would help. "Don't you remember these? They're yours, you always have them with you." Yumi pointed out, reaching over and grabbing the scarf. "You always wear this wherever you go, and you've had it as long as I can remember. Doesn't this remind you of anything?" It had seemed painful before when they showed it to him, hopefully that had passed. If these didn't work then there was probably no other choice but to put him in a room until they got home. Looking at the scarf in her hands Yumi ran her fingers over the fabric, giving the garment a curious stare, "You know... I don't even know where this came from..."

"Mom made it for him." It had been a long, long time ago it seemed, but Vegeta avidly recalled it being from their mother. He was rather young when it had been given, but he could still remember the scene. Viral had actually smiled upon receiving it, and not that cynical smile they had gotten so used to. The Beastman had been genuinely happy upon getting the item, not caring at all how simplistic a gift it was in reality. Reaching over he accepted the garment from Yumi, looking at himself with a reminiscing smile. "She stitched it for you on Christmas, a long time ago. It was one of the few gifts you got, and probably the only one you still have. I know you barely remember her, but she treated you like a son, and so did dad. And I guess that means I ought to start treating you like a brother." Sighing softly the Saiyan looked at Viral, reaching out slowly and with gentle motions fastened the scarf around his neck. "So come on then, brother. If you're in there you've got to change back, you can't stay like this."

Shu didn’t know whether the moving around Viral was doing was a good thing or a bad thing, especially since he seemed to be awfully sore now and pretty tired. Eating all that food must have really worn him down or it had made him really ill. He hoped he was just going to be worn down; he didn’t want his friend to be ill again when he had such an improvement before. Letting out a sigh, he looked to Takeshi when he decided to sit down instead, frowning a little as he slowly moved backwards before stopping, tilting his head a little at the question, “Umm…okay”, he nodded, pulling up his shirt quickly before stopping halfway, giving it several tugs before he sat down, tilting towards Takeshi, “I’m stuck again…”

Viral didn’t want to get up, feeling all too groggy to get up without having any sort of bearing to what was going on or why he was even there. Yawning a little, he let out a sigh noise before looking to Yumi, staring at the scarf as she picked it up and showed it to him. Snorting, he closed his eyes again as he tried to get over everything that was being blasted at him. He wasn’t aware that there was anything different with him, only that he was on the floor somehow and Yumi was in front of him pulling memories out of his head that he didn’t understand. Slowly moving his arm around, he pressed it against the floor a moment as he tried to roll over some more. His mind was certainly coming together pretty quickly, but there was always going to be that pain in his head that was just making it hard to hear everything that was going on.

Whatever they were on about it was definitely getting annoying, seeing as how he had a mega headache. Closing his eyes, he tried to block them out before his gaze slowly went towards Vegeta when he spoke up instead. Passing over the scarf, he couldn’t help but frown a little as he spoke about it. Staring down at the scarf, he listened to him reminisce about it, but he didn’t understand what point he was trying to make out of it either. Calling him ‘brother’ was a bit much, but ‘change back’ confused him. Moving his paw around, he stared at it for a moment before ending up horribly confused. Immediately pulling back, he felt up and down his chest before around at his feet, grabbing his tail and giving it a tug. Panicked, he tried to stand up but not making any real progress, his feet kicking across the ground in a poor attempt to stand. He didn’t know how to change back; he hadn’t experienced this before and was more ready to see a big scaly set of claws, not a fairly large fluffy one.

Sitting around in just briefs really was lousy. Not to mention the walk back to their room was going to be utterly humiliating unless a change of clothes were found. Takeshi figured Shu might be so generous as to share his shirt, since at least he had pants on. Smiling gratefully when his brother agreed he waited for a moment until the younger boy once more got the garment stuck on his head. "Here, hold still buddy." Grabbing just around the hem of the shirt he gave it one quick tug, wiggling it a bit to take it off of Shu. Once it was freed the Saiyan gave it a shaking just to be sure nothing was in it, still a little edgy about finding bugs. Satisfied that it was clean as could be Takeshi slipped the shirt on, sighing contently at being a little more comfortable now. Gratefully smiling at Shu he moved closer to his brother's side, making room as it looked like Viral was coming to again. Maybe now he was aware of what was going on, this whole business was getting pretty confusing at this point.

Vegeta watched Viral with a slight cringe as he became aware of what he had turned into. Ah, well he was conscious of the transformation now, this was a start at least. Now they weren't going to have to worry about him going feral or attacking any of them. Of course there was the slight problem that he was still a rather large feline, but one step at a time. Sympathetically reaching out to try and help steady the Beastman he smiled a little, relieved they were finally making progress. "Easy there, you're okay. Well... I mean aside from this," he explained, gesturing to the new form," You're fine. It'd be best for you to relax until we can figure out how to change you back." Oh now this was quite puzzling, and worrisome too. He had become aware of himself before and that had been enough to trigger a reversal in the transformation. Now however he was apparently completely aware and yet remained totally unchanged. Something else had to trigger the change back, the only question therein was what? Positive that they could be understood now Vegeta gave his friend a little room once he'd settled the Beastman down, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. "Can you speak...? Or are your vocal chords not working?"

Shu was pretty stuck, still not quite getting the hang of taking off his top. He barely ever needed to do that, he would just sleep in his clothes without much thought put into how he should sleep otherwise. Giving his head a quick shake, he quickly looked to Takeshi and smiled at him, watching him put on his shirt as if analysing the proper way to do it. With Viral at least trying to get up and about now, he watched him curiously before frowning, seeing how much he was struggling. He wasn’t changing back, that would be a problem; then again, maybe he just needed to have some sort of influence until he knew how to change back. With Viral not having hunger or murder in his eyes, he slowly backed off from where Takeshi was sitting and stood up, “Takeshi…did we complete our adventure? What do we do now?”

Viral didn’t have a clue why he looked like this or how he ended down in this room, but whatever the reason everyone had managed to find him and he was made into quite the spectacle. He didn’t like how large the room was, he could do with being elsewhere completely like in a small room by himself where no passer-by could find him. Grunting as he tried to get up with Vegeta’s help, finding it a little difficult when he was feeling pretty terrible mentally and physically. He was able to get into a seated position, one that was pretty similar to how a cat would sit without him meaning to before he lifted his paws up and rubbed his head. He was so sore, he felt like he missed a lot and with his mind only just returning.

Groaning in response to Vegeta telling him to relax, he couldn’t quite tell him to do such a thing when he was a fairly large furry lifeform. Trying to ease his headache, he looked to Vegeta before growling and snarling at him, his lips looking as if they were trying to vocalise with him but he just couldn’t. Giving his throat a rub, he turned away slightly, letting out a huff. Letting out a growl, he made a grab for his scarf and swung it around his neck, trying to maintain some sort of dignity that he might had otherwise lost with whatever he was doing previously. He didn’t understand what he had become; his other form had sense to it considering it was the ultimate fusion of shark and feline, but with this he was just pure feline and even sitting up he was pretty tall. He had no idea how he was supposed to express himself or tell them how he was feeling; he could barely hold his scarf nevermind a large pen if he tried to write down how he was feeling.

Viral wasn't going berserk anymore, that was good. Yumi and Vegeta could handle things from here, there wasn't any need to be around any longer. Turning his head to look at Shu as he got up Takeshi smiled, shrugging his shoulders. "It doesn't have to be over," he replied, pushing himself up to his feet. "There's more ship to explore after all! I say we keep looking around some!" They had only covered about half of the ship, or a quarter really if you counted both floors. He hadn't been to the library himself and was a little curious to see what it was like, even if he didn't really read. Who knows what else was waiting for them too, there could be a room full of all sorts of neat stuff just waiting to be discovered. Starting to walk out of the room Takeshi paused when he felt a chill down below, his face heating up some as he remembered he was more or less half dressed. "How about we get a change of clothes first...?" he asked, turning around with a sheepish grin. Reaching out he abruptly grabbed Shu's arm and started pulling him along, desperate to get back and dressed before anyone could see him like this. "Bye guys, good luck!" he called back, nearly running to get back.

While unlikely they had to see whether or not Viral could communicate with them. After attempting to speak, or what appeared to be an attempt, all that came out were growls and snarls. So much for that then. Vegeta sighed softly, drooping his head for a second and rubbing at it exasperatedly. He was back in control, that was a success to some degree. There was still the small matter of him being a cat however, and that didn't look to be remedying itself anytime soon. It was hard to enjoy that little achievement when there was another problem staring right at him. "You're back to yourself at last... Well, sort of," he remarked, smiling slightly. "We'll explain what happened later, I promise. Don't worry, nothing bad happened, I assure you." Thankfully they had avoided anyone being hurt this time around, that would be less reason for Viral to feel bad. Now the only thing that might make him feel ill would be the half dozen or so servings of food that were no doubt sitting well in his belly at this point. Hopefully he could hold it, perhaps as long as he didn't know he had eaten it would be fine. Getting to his feet the Saiyan looked back at the door as the brothers ran off, rolling his eyes before turning back to the others. "I suppose we'll have to hope this transformation wears off until I can think of something else."

"What if he stays like this though? Until we get back to Earth?" Yumi didn't want to bear bad news, but the thought had occurred to her and she saw fit to share it. The look on Vegeta's face said it all, he'd considered that too already. Not the worst thing to happen really, Viral was plenty healthy in this form and even had an appetite. He was just a little... Bulkier now, and harrier. Suddenly letting him use her bed didn't seem like such a thrilling idea. It was hard enough to sleep after all without massive tufts of kitty fur littering her bedspread. Getting to her feet as well Yumi looked around the room, wincing inwardly at the mess that had been made. Aside from the bits of food and various juices there were scrapes and claw marks on the floor and walls. That wasn't even to mention of course the door that was now broken, courtesy of Takeshi. No doubt Vegeta was going to be all in a fit over it. And sure enough...

"That moron... He could have just asked for the combination, but no... He punched a hole clean through the panel!" Vegeta had promptly gone out to examine the door once the boys were gone, seeing no reason any longer to supervise Viral. Kneeling before the panel he used the PDA as a light source, peering inside to inspect the damage. Wires had been ripped out, the panel itself was shattered and the power had been cut off completely. It was a wonder Takeshi hadn't shocked himself by doing this, pretty lucky. "Lovely... It'll take me at least three... No... Four hours to fix all of this. I've got the tools and I know how to do it, but jeez..." he lamented, laying his head against the wall with a sigh. "I really wanted to read up on Saiyan technology... I've got all those books in my room, and now they're just going to collect dust." What very little he had learned from Sayomi hadn't been enough to sate his thirst for knowledge. Saiyan tech, or perhaps more fittingly the tech that they stole was very intriguing. There was a lot of the ship he still didn't understand and he had the material to learn, but that was going to have to wait for now.

Yumi chuckled lightly while watching Vegeta, not exactly sympathizing with his issues. She never did quite share his love of technology, it was always a quirk of his. Sure, the panel being busted was unfortunate but it wasn't the end of the world, and not near a big a deal as he was making it out to be. When they finally did get back she was taking him out somewhere, he needed to get away from machines for a day. Smiling she stood at Viral's side, giving him a curious look as she folded her hands behind her back. "Feeling better at all? If you are then we should get you back to your room so you can relax." Stepping away just to grab his cleaver she carefully rested it over her shoulder again, looking up at the blade in curiosity. "This thing is so heavy... How do you use it all the time?"

Shu gave Viral a quick look before giving Takeshi a smile, hoping his confidence was going to count where it mattered. If Viral was going to be okay and they could continue their exploration, he was pretty happy about that and would trust his brother with that. Looking back towards Yumi, he gave a little wave to her, tilting his head a little when Takeshi mentioned clothes, “I gave you my clothes…but okay!” he nodded, feeling the chill a little even though he had a lot of hair himself. Giving his chest a quick scratch, he looked down at himself before being snatched by Takeshi, almost falling over his feet as he was dragged away, “Ah! Uhhh huh, umm…bye!” He didn’t know what the hurry was for unless Takeshi really was that cold; he thought wearing boxers was just as good as wearing anything at all. He did wonder what else there was on the ship, but he still couldn’t help but feel concerned about his friend at the same time.

Viral felt pretty well and truly humiliated by his appearance, he probably looked completely stupid and not to mention everything just felt completely confusing for him to experience. He felt really rather strange and while he was fully aware of what was going on, he still felt strange urges to do strange things. He wasn’t going to even try to think of doing them upon knowing his peers had a good chance of witnessing it, most likely, when he first changed like this. Frowning, he stared at Vegeta as he spoke, somewhat hoping that was true. He didn’t feel all that fantastic; in fact, he felt heavy and pretty lazy at the moment. He could smell fresh meat still, his breath reeking of it as well. He must have eaten something, hopefully not someone and they were just covering it up to make him feel better.

Letting out a groan, his attention went to Yumi whose words didn’t exactly give him confidence all that much, especially with how she split up her question. It made it sound like she didn’t know if he was going to remain this way until Earth or for the rest of his life. He didn’t think it would be for the rest of his life, his genes weren’t programmed like that; however, Yumi thinking it just made him worry a little. Slowly scratching his chest, he brought up his claws and stared at them. His claws sure were large and definitely sharp, giving his finger tip a squeeze causing his claw to push out before bringing up both his paws, unsheathing them all. They were monsters and even just looking around the room made him feel just like one. He had caused a lot of damage and quite a mess with bits of meat here and there and near enough everything was just scratched, even far up the wall near the door.

Letting out an annoyed growl, he slowly tried to stand up himself, wobbling on his feet a little as he tried to get used to them. He didn’t realise how much he towered over them, but then again he was probably as big as the biggest feline on Earth when standing up. He felt heavy, giving his stomach an aching rub. While he did feel fairly full, he wasn’t used to it considering it had been well over a year now since he had felt anywhere close to this. It made him feel very tired, like he wanted to just curl up and sleep. Giving his head a shake before scratching his ear, he looked down at her when she moved forward only for her to pick up his cleaver and act like it was a toy. Growling, he just ended up roaring at her in anger before abruptly halting, turning away from her and walked away from her towards the pile of his old ripped clothes. He couldn’t recall anything, but he guessed this was where he first transformed and lying in the pile was his old belt. While still intact, it hadn’t disappeared when his transformation kicked in. Of course it didn’t, he didn’t have his cleaver with him. Growling lowly, he slowly bent down, picking it up and analysing it for any damage. It certainly looked alright thanks to its safety release. Frowning a little, he looked towards the door but felt hesitant to go anywhere near it, not feeling too certain that there was nobody else around that might see him like this. He didn’t want to be in this room any longer, he wanted out when it did nothing more than make him feel uncomfortable.

Oh boy, it was chilly with no pants on. Chilly in some spots that Takeshi REALLY wasn't too keen on telling Shu about. Sprinting through the halls most likely didn't help his case, a nice casual walk might have done better. But sheesh, he was feeling terribly self conscious right now. "How did you ever stand this...?" he asked, frowning as they slowed once at the top of the ramp. "Running around almost naked and all that. I'm guessing you haven't always worn clothes." That was... A sight. One he definitely didn't want to nor need to see. Just thinking about wearing nothing in the cool, damp rainforests, or next to nothing seemed quite off-putting. Never mind all the dirt, debris, bugs, all the stuff that you'd be walking and sitting and sleeping in. Thinking about how dirty that was made Takeshi's skin crawl and him shiver. Or maybe it was just the cool air on the ship, he wasn't sure. Crossing his arms over his chest the older boy looked around, as if expecting someone to spot them out here like this. Not seeing anybody he sighed with relief, glad that at least his dignity would be intact for the most part. There was still the slight matter of being found running after Viral in just his boxers. He'd have to remember to thank the guy for that later.

It was awfully nice that Viral was back to himself... For the most part. Now they didn't have to worry about locking him up which was definitely an improvement. The only matter they had to explain to everyone at this point was why there was a large cat on board now, and why they might be missing their last meal before Earth. Hopefully it didn't take that long, returning to Earth, for the Beastman to get back his original shape. In theory, as far as she knew anyways, he'd change back after a point in time. Like any of them transforming perhaps with the exception of T'charrl would only last a short while. If just given time then he would likely turn back to himself with little or no help on their end. On the bright side too he'd eaten quite a bit, his stomach should be awfully pleased now. Provided of course he could keep it all down. Smiling Yumi picked up the cleaver, figuring she'd help carry it seeing as the act may be a little difficult for Viral right now. Not having any idea what she'd done she jumped a bit when roared at, narrowing her gaze and sticking her tongue out. What, did he not want her to touch it or something? Well it wasn't as if he could hold it himself right now, so he'd have to put up with her. Hmph.

So there was going to be no helping the door, Vegeta had to fix that. Or perhaps not, after all it wasn't like the training hall really required privacy. If anything it did need to be cleaned however, otherwise it would end up stinking due to all the meat residue. Heh, he could make Takeshi do that, he was the closest thing they had to a resident clean-freak. Leaving the shattered panel he returned to the room, having missed the whole roar at Yumi and this a little confused when she stuck her tongue out at Viral. Shrugging it off he smiled at the Beastman, gesturing for him to follow. "No reason to stay down here any longer, we might as well get up to your room." he pointed out. Checking the PDA for the time he frowned, "And it looks like we should start cooking soon too. No doubt everyone upstairs is ready to eat, so I suppose I should call the twins and ask them to help. But first... Viral, want to come to med bay? I'll take a look and see if there's anything I can do for you. If we can shorten the time you're like this I have a feeling you won't mind."

Shu didn’t know what was bothering Takeshi so much, it was fun not having clothes on and not having to worry about the itching sometimes, so he couldn’t understand what was bothering him so much. Running along with him pretty happily and bouncing, he looked to Takeshi curiously when he asked him further questions, making him smile a little, “Huhhhh? Why would I always have clothes?” he asked up, giving him a smile, bouncing a few times, “Nobody wore clothes in the wild! All naked and it was nice and never too hot”. He did get a little too hot sometimes wearing clothes, but he knew the people generally didn’t like it so he avoided doing anything without clothes just to please them. Looking around quickly, he bounced a little upon realising there was nobody around, “Where do you wanna go? Where are we gonna go? What is there on the ship…? Do you really need more clothes to explore?”

Having Yumi mess around with his cleaver was fairly annoying to him, she could at least learn how to hold it and where it should be held. Given his mind-set right now, he wasn’t below backhanding someone if they gave him or anything of his any cheek. Growling lowly, he turned back towards her, stomping back towards her before shoving his belt in her face, pointing at it to try and tell her to use it instead of what she was doing now; there was a reason there was a sheathe on his belt and if she was any smart, she would carry it in that and not stupidly over her shoulder while waving it around. It wasn’t a toy and would never be regarded as one, proving to be all too important to him for her to drop and smack against things with.

When Vegeta came over and decided on a plan, he groaned and slowly looked around, hardly happy himself to be in here and yet not exactly confident about getting out as well, his appearance telling himself that he was indeed not normal and being like this he was probably not going to be well received by the others. His was a giant furry monster to all the other aliens on board; it wasn’t as if they had anything like him on their planets most likely either. Grumbling, he looked away from Vegeta for a moment before snorting, giving a brief nod. Maybe the way towards the medical bay would be quiet if everyone was going off to get prepared for food; he’d be quite alright remaining away from the others while they ate. Walking towards the door, he looked back at Yumi, growling lowly as a warning to take care of his stuff properly.

Ah, the sanctity of their bedroom, and they'd made it without anyone seeing them. Takeshi was all too eager to get back inside, glad to finally get a new pair of pants, and some shoes too. He didn't even remember where the heck his boots had ended up, but he'd been barefoot for a while now as well. Just a shirt, Shu's shirt, wasn't cutting it. Going immediately to their dresser he pulled out a complete change of clothes, the only thing he was keeping on were his boxer shorts for obvious reasons. "We're just going to explore, I don't know exactly where we are going. Exploring is more fun when you don't have a place in mind anyways." Either that or he was just too lazy to come up with a proper destination right now. Most definitely the latter. After slipping on a fresh, much needed change of clothing Takeshi was more than ready to go. Still, he offered a shirt over to Shu, figuring even if his brother didn't want to get dressed it couldn't hurt. "I haven't seen a ton of the West wing actually, that's the one on the other wide of the ship. How about we go over there and look around? By the time we're done I bet it'll be time for lunch... Erm... Dinner? Whatever meal this is." He was getting confused with the lack of a clear day and night cycle. It would only be too soon when they finally got back home.

Ah, so Viral was angry about how she was handling the cleaver. Smiling sheepishly as he held out the belt she took it, carefully fastening it to her waist with a little bit of trouble, it was bigger than she was. After getting it as secure as she could she carefully placed it in the holster, giving it a small jiggle to make certain it was secure. "Sorry about that," she mumbled, flashing Viral a smile and rubbing at her neck. Now they were heading to the med bay it seemed, that was good. Hopefully whatever was going on with Viral could be solved, he didn't seem at all happy to be a giant kitty cat. Frankly she was pretty sure no one, perhaps save Shu, would be thrilled with that. Goodness knows the little Saiyan would have a field day if he turned all fuzzy. With Vegeta leading Yumi followed her friends out of the training hall, taking a last glance back at the room. What a mess, thanks goodness she wasn't going to be the one to clean it up.

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The remainder of the journey to Earth, mercifully, had gone on without incident. Viral had been helped back to his regular form and conflict between parties, namely Yumi and Mizuna, had been avoided. As the familiar blue orb had come into view everyone gathered on the bridge, ecstatic to be returning home. It was almost too good to be true, their home world was right there and they would be landing in just under an hour's time. The planet was in one piece too, imagine that! No signs of Saiyan activity, and as they descended to the surface it looked like there had been no trouble whatsoever. It was an incredible relief to find their planet in good standing, there had been concern amongst those who called Earth home at what they may find upon returning. As they had a rather large ship they couldn't land it just anywhere, they needed a fairly big open space. To remedy that they landed on the distant outskirts of East City, in a large set of plains. What a beautiful sight it was, coming back to their own world after so long. As soon as the ramp had descended the eagerness to get onto the ground was palpable. Takeshi immediately laid out in the tall grass, hardly caring as he soaked up the rays and enjoyed the tufts beneath him. Yumi did much in the same, though her reuniting with the planet wasn't nearly as long coming. Vegeta only spent a little bit of time rejoicing too, having to get back to the ship to shut the systems down. All of the foreigners, the crew included, were quite delighted to be on the new world. As they should be, it was most likely going to be their home for quite some time.

Celebrating their return had lasted perhaps twenty minutes, but there were things to do and it had to stay at that. Viral needed help still and Doctor Ikura needed to be found, so there was that order of business. Not to mention getting a home for everyone who had come with the group back to Earth, there was that small matter as well. Since the latter would take quite some time it was decided the ship would act as a large house for now. The city wasn't all too far off, and Vegeta arranged to have supplies brought out in order to keep everyone happy. The only one who would be leaving the ship for now would be T'charrl, who was to move in with Shu and Takeshi. Getting everything sorted out in regards to where everyone was going they parted ways, agreeing to meet back at the ship when all business was attended to. To their end Vegeta brought Viral and Yumi back to Capsule Corp, being greeted by a rather jubilant and surprised staff seeing the trio's return. Takeshi, Shu and T'charrl went to the former's house in the meantime, intending on putting together a new room or two to accommodate the others. It didn't need to be said however their knowledge of construction was... Lacking.

The act of actually finding Ikura was going to prove to be tricky. They had the doctor's name, sure, but not his location. Earth was fairly expansive, tracking down a single person with no way of knowing where he might be was going to be a massive undertaking. They would have to find a trail and follow it, talk to people that knew him. After that they would have to travel, perhaps halfway across the planet, just to see the man. Gods, and this was all provided he was even alive. They had been given the name and that was all, not even if the man was alive. Or... Maybe that big worry was all for nothing.

"You're joking... He's here? As in, East City?" Vegeta couldn't believe it, his associate had to be pulling his leg.

"It's the truth sir. Doctor Ikura has been in town for a week, helping oversee a study at the local hospitals. We were told to direct you to him if you returned in time, he's been wanting to catch up with you it seems."

Vegeta facepalmed awfully hard, not quite believing it. Here he had been digging through old files and making calls all morning to locate old friends of the doctors, and the man was ten blocks away. Sighing softly he nodded in appreciation, waving the associate out before sitting on top of his desk. It would have been awfully nice to have known this yesterday when he'd returned, until they waited to the following morning to say a word on the matter. Smiling exasperatedly he looked over at Yumi and Viral, shrugging his shoulders. "Makes me wonder why I pay people to take calls and news for me. Imbeciles..." Running a hand through his hair he looked out the window of his office, staring down at the street some three stories below. "We know where he is now, at least. And he's expecting me, so it won't be an issue seeing him. Viral, are you ready? We can leave now if you want."

Shu and T'charrl had gotten plenty of sleep the night upon their return, but not Takeshi. After cleaning out the family room for his brother and friend to rest he had gone about almost fanatically cleaning his home. Sure enough it was a mess, with visible layers of dust settled everywhere, cobwebs, and stains from goodness knows what. That wasn't even to mention the foul smell coming from his refrigerator, he had opted to just pull the entire appliance out of his home and buy a new one later. By the time dawn had rolled around he was still scrubbing away, and when the others woke up he had only just finished. Now he was sitting at the kitchen table, or to be more precise laying across it partially. With his head down on top he let out a long winded sigh, rubbing at his hair before glancing up at Shu and T'charrl.

"Right... So more bedrooms... Shouldn't be too hard..." That meant going into town and buying supplies too. They could feasibly just cut down trees around his property, but they afforded him a privacy he'd rather not give up. Thank goodness they had found the suitcase, tucked away beneath his bed and entombed in cobwebs and other bits of who knows what. The money was still perfectly fine inside, if not a bit cry and crispy, definitely worn. Money was money though and a store would most certainly take it. Looking down at the case by his foot he leaned over, grabbing it and dropping it on top of the table. "Now... I don't even know where a lumber store is in East City. Or a hardware store. Man... I don't know where anything is right now..." Takeshi complained, letting his head drop onto the table again. Boy he was sleepy.

Throughout the trip, Shu had been both unsettled and pretty calm, shifting between excitable and sleepy. He didn’t know how he was supposed to feel about returning to Earth, considering what they were going to do there and the fact that they were going to go back to a lifestyle he was already pretty unfamiliar with; it wasn’t as if he was going to go to the jungle. He was alright with that and he did miss Earth, but he didn’t know what he was supposed to do feel or anticipate. It would be nice to stay with Takeshi again while the others did their own thing, plus they would have T’charrl too. With T’charrl being there, it meant they could fight together and didn’t need to be near people at all. It wasn’t as if he hated being around people, he just felt pretty alienated around them and they were just everywhere.

Viral, on the other hand, was not looking forward to going to Earth at all. He was the problem that sent them there in the first place and he did not want to go and see this doctor, especially after what went on during their trip. He was pretty humiliated by it all and the fact that it was fairly unknown set him in a loop to what the problem was. He still felt somewhat unwell, his stomach sore and his appetite had disappeared for the duration of the journey with no reason behind it. He wasn’t freaking out over food because he never went to their mealtimes, he could settle by himself without having to worry about it. Everyone had been pretty quiet about it; they wouldn’t even tell him what had happened during the time he spent transformed.

The twins had been asked to remain in the ship for the time being, their appearance on Earth might be a little too alarming while their visit with Kabocha had been fairly recent. Kai didn’t care, he would be looking for a place he could take his father to live; however, Choi was feeling pretty down without Yumi. He had done his best to give her space and make her happy, but he was also feeling pretty lonely when Kai was spending time with their father more and he was just left sitting back or cooking quietly. Earth was a pretty quiet planet and he did hope his father would find a home here, but was definitely worrying about the future which was very unlike Choi to do.

Upon leaving the ship, Shu had left with Takeshi pretty quickly and rolled around in the grass, fair enjoying himself and the smell of fresh air again. Viral had been less than willing to go out, feeling pretty alienated on the planet. Despite being essentially native, he didn’t like the humans still and was not looking forward to seeing the doctor. It was for his own good, but he didn’t care for his own good and just wanted to be left alone. Having to go back to Capsule Corp would be pretty awkward considering the last they saw of him was his frustration and rage before he tried to run off with a Dragonball. He had kept his head low during his return, not feeling too confident even being in the city itself.

They had done well to rebuild what he had destroyed, but of course the company was very rich and could afford materials with no problem. He didn’t give them much of a ‘hello’; he was more concerned with going back to his old den. He didn’t stay in his den for long; there wasn’t much in there apart from a bed and a place for his clothes. He had changed in that brief time, grabbing a cloak for himself knowing he would have to go out in public. If he could control his transformations, he wouldn’t need to worry about having to find clothes all the time. His powers were able to regenerate his clothes before, but the slowness of his transformations hadn’t allowed his powers to create an imprint of them. He didn’t know how it worked, but his creators were certainly kind enough to give him such an ability to save embarrassment.

Returning to Vegeta and Yumi, he came in at the end of the conversation and could only turn his nose up at it. The fact that the doctor was still alive was disappointing, but even more that he was actually in the city. He hoped he wasn’t around anymore or somewhere where Capsule Corp couldn’t find him. Grumbling, he looked away from them all and instead fiddled with his armbands, hardly feeling confident about leaving. He would need to travel without drawing attention to himself, if he was even wanting to. He didn’t want to go; it was embarrassing enough having to admit that he had a crippling problem. Looking back to Vegeta when he spoke, he let out a grumble and looked away again, “Hmph, since when was I ready to see such a man…” he grumbled, shaking his head, “I don’t even want to be in around the humans, anyway…”

With Takeshi being busy, Shu and T’charrl had used the time to try and get some rest when they were fairly anxious about being here. Shu didn’t know what he was doing while T’charrl was looking around for these ‘moths’ they had told him about, wondering whether he really did look like one. Shu did get sleep, but when he had woken up he was pretty excitable. It didn’t take long for Shu to find his prize money and point it out to Takeshi to find; he had managed to remember where it was just from the sight of Takeshi’s home again. Bouncing around a little, he looked to Takeshi briefly with interest, just wondering how he was supposed to create more rooms, “Too hard? We can get leaves and use them as beds!” he squeaked, not quite understanding the need for more rooms, “How do you even do such a thing?”

T’charrl, while still looking for this mysterious moth had turned to Takeshi, was having to crouch to fit into the little house, keeping his wings tucked in so he didn’t end up knocking things over, “Shame you don’t live underground, you could just carve a new room out”, he spoke, not exactly feeling pretty confident in his ability to give Takeshi ideas, “I can’t build such places, I’m just a Prince…but if it comes to it, I can try and find my own place to stay. It’ll be an experience! I can even go back to the ship if I can’t fit in your home, I don’t mind. I’ve seen a lot of the planet just in this short time…at least, except people…but I don’t think they’d want to see something like me”.

Even now when they were on Ikura's doorstep Viral was against seeing the man. Really, it was a safe bet that this was not going to be a painful venture whatsoever and it would in fact help, surely the Beastman had to realize that. After all the doctor was one of a handful who truly knew how Viral worked, if anyone could sort this out it was him. Vegeta had promptly arranged them a ride to the hospital he was at, not wanting to fly or walk lest they draw attention. Until the chauffeur showed up they would wait in the office, him, Yumi and Viral. "Viral, you know as well as I do that we have to see Doctor Ikura, there's no backing out, certainly not now," the Saiyan pointed out, "Besides, he'll help you. It'll be nice to not have to worry about so much, right?" There was still a tiny tick of annoyance in Vegeta that they were having to find another person to do this. He had been left to care for Viral while this doctor had run off to do goodness knows what. He would have thought Ikura would be too busy hiding from the RRA to come out and do something like this, curious then that he was out in the open. Had something changed to let him venture out?

Yumi was on the same page as Vegeta on the matter, though her enthusiasm for going out wasn't quite as great. While really the only thing that had changed were her ears and hair it still felt like she was a totally new person and she was on display for the whole city. In reality perhaps half a dozen people had looked her way while they were coming to Capsule Corp, most men, so it was the same old story of being eyed by lecherous jerks. Still, it felt like she was being scrutinized for her new appearance and she didn't like it one bit. "It's not like he's all that far either," she offered, trying to sound hopeful. "Plus maybe he'll even agree to come back here and talk to you? Then we won't have to go out for the treatment after all." Yumi wondered if they still had the equipment used to create Viral in the building. Possibly, since she didn't think they'd dispose of something that had worked so well. It made more sense then to bring him here and work seeing as they had everything they might need on hand.

"Shu... We can't make a room with just those..." Takeshi mumbled, lifting his head to rest his chin on the table. "You need to make walls first," he explained, making gestures with his hands as he spoke, "And then put... Stuff in them to keep the room warm. Then build a roof, and put in windows, and a door, and a floor, and... Meh..." Quite briefly he'd asked Vegeta about home improvement before their had gone their separate ways and the guy hadn't exactly been a fountain of information. It was all stuff that was common sense, save the insulation maybe, and didn't tell them anything. Rooms and buildings had to be "structurally sound", whatever that meant. Apparently though a lot more work went into putting something together than Takeshi had originally thought. Not to mention the likely size that would be needed, looking over at T'charrl. The Kaesstrian was awfully big, he'd barely gotten inside as it was. As if reading his thoughts T'charrl brought up the very same issue.

Sitting up properly Takeshi gave a shake of his head, raising his arms up over his head with a groan to stretch. "We'll make a place for you to live here... It's no problem really. I don't want to make you have to go find your own place." He'd think too that T'charrl, with his worry over his powers, would be rather against being alone too. This way worked out better, it meant Shu had a friend around and hopefully T'charrl could relax more, a win-win. It was becoming quite evident that none of them were even remotely qualified to do this work, none of them knew how. Plus they didn't even have the materials to begin working, meaning they were going to have to go into the city either way. Or worse... "We're going to have to hire a contractor..." Takeshi finished, groaning again as he laid his head back on the table. "I don't want people at my house..."

Viral was pretty against going to see this man if only for himself, his nerves being pretty potent and holding back the fact that he really needed to see the man. He didn’t know how it would go or whether he was going to be still himself after getting treatment, especially considering the man would know about how he was made and be able to spot any abnormalities that may result in him becoming mentally changed. Vegeta didn’t know what it was like to have to worry about such outlandish things for organic creatures to believe, they couldn’t have their genes altered so easily and their minds changed. Scratching at his side, he let out a sigh and turned away from Vegeta, shaking his head, “I know! Just…I have not seen the man…” he grumbled lowly, “I’m not ready…”

If they were this confident about the man, he was all the more ready to feel nervous about seeing him. Neither of them knew this man existed and were ready to pass him on so that maybe his health would improve, but if it turned out that he was with the RRA all along and had effectively betrayed Vegeta’s family, then that was it for him. Anything could happen and he had every reason to be nervous about it, but he wasn’t scared; he had to prove that he wasn’t scared. Looking back to the pair, his eyes were drawn to Yumi as he frowned, his eyes gradually averting away from her as his confidence shrunk once again, “Don’t suggest I’m too cowardly to leave this place…I’ve done it before”, he grunted, giving her a quick side-glance, “He’ll be busy working just now, anyway! Dragging him away from that just because of a few minor problems…hmph, I am anything but a coward…”

Shu tilted his head at Takeshi’s refusal and scratched his chest, looking away again to try and think to what they could do. He didn’t know how to build a room like Takeshi’s place had, he was pretty sure that involved a lot of work with something he didn’t understand; the most he could make was a bed and even that was pretty primitive compared to how Takeshi’s bed looked, what with being mostly leaves and other non-toxic and stabby vegetation. Stretching his arms out, he let out a sigh, slowly moving forward, “I’m okay with sleeping on the floor, we don’t need extra rooms!” He was quite flexible, seeing as how he had slept in worse places before and he didn’t mind at all. He would be pretty happy to compensate and give T’charrl more space too.

T’charrl didn’t mind what Takeshi decided to do, it wasn’t as if he could offer much considering building such structures was beyond him; Takeshi had seen how he lived, their homes were carved out of the planet and held together by their sacred tree. If he could manipulate the energies of the trees here, he could probably help make a new home; however, he didn’t know how much Takeshi would appreciate that. Looking to Takeshi quickly, he smiled a little, “I don’t mind, it’d be an experience”, he spoke, scratching his chin, “Honestly, if I was to say something about this, you shouldn’t have to worry too much about the home. I mean…you wanted to do other things and not stay in your house all the time, right? If I was to have my own home, I would be quite happy only having a little place to eat and sleep while I go out on adventures and trips during the day”.

"I wasn't suggesting you were a coward..." Yumi retorted, frowning as she looked away. "I just thought maybe you'd be more comfortable back here instead of a hospital."

"We'll go where Doctor Ikura has to be, we're already inconveniencing him I'm sure by showing up." Vegeta pointed out, trying to dismiss the conversation. "He'll be able to make time for you Viral, I'm certain of it. And if not we know where he is, it'll just be a matter of making an appointment with him." Depending on the number of patients the man had they may well only have to wait a short time to see him. Glancing back out the window he saw his company vehicle pull up, the driver get out to wait for the three of them. All of this ostentatious behavior that came with being a CEO was so annoying, he couldn't care less. But it was at his employees behest that he let them be driven, since it wasn't fitting of the son of Aito or some such nonsense. "Our ride is here, let's get moving. You might be reluctant now Viral, but you will be better once you visit this man, I'm certain of it."

After all, Doctor Ikura was the last man they could really turn to that had been involved in actually creating Viral. Sure, dozens of scientists had helped in the project, but their father, the RRA traitor and Ikura were the three who masterminded the entire project. If this didn't pan out then they'd have to find just a standard therapist, and somehow Vegeta didn't think that would work all too well. Motioning for his friends to follow he walked out of his office, sliding on his suit jacket as he left. "Amelia? We're going out for a bit, please reroute all my calls. Or tell them to stuff it, I don't really care." The surprised look on his secretary's face made him smirk, he loved messing with her sometimes. Poor girl did her best at her job but apparently was still not used to his lax behavior as the head of the company. Inside the elevator he stood just at the door, keeping his foot pressed against it to let the others get in as well.

"Everything is going to turn out fine Viral. We made it back to Earth, this is the last step to making you feel better," Yumi said, hoping to encourage the Beastman. Smiling she stepped just out of the room, taking her time to walk with her friend. "After this your problems will start to go away and you'll be back to your old self. Isn't that reason enough to see this through?" If he was helped then he'd be happy again, surely that had to be incentive enough. At this point it almost seemed like she and Vegeta wanted this more than Viral did.

If they were going to be living together then Takeshi wanted to do it right. Having his brother and friend sleeping in half-made rooms wasn't going to cut it, they had to make them nice to accommodate the two. This of course meant employing someone to do it, which included bringing a total stranger over to his home. Family and friends were one thing, but there was a reason he lived in the middle of nowhere still. Peering over at Shu the older boy sighed, not as okay with it as his sibling might be. "But don't you want a nice fluffy bed you can sleep on? And somewhere to put your clothes? Plus what if you get toys? I suppose we could buy you a television too, do you even watch TV?" He was getting way ahead of himself with this, maybe it was the lack of sleep. T'charrl sounded like he was perfectly okay with letting things be as they were too, there was no reason to put him up. "What if we got some kind of house for you out here then? Like a... I don't know... Mobile home. Or a ready made house or something..." His home was pre-built when he bought it too, and it had been rather nice so far. It would need to be a little larger to make due for the Kaesstrian but they could certainly do the same thing. "Unless you want to live somewhere else. Whatever you want to do, I guess."

Viral didn’t care if he was being stubborn, he didn’t know how this might turn out or whether it would ever be worth seeing this man. He didn’t know if the guy was any good with psychology or knew what to do with his powers returning and growing stronger; the man could had abandoned caring for a long time ago. Anything could go wrong or he could be met with disappointment, all depending on whether he could handle the news and why this was all happening to him. He just wanted some control and to know what was going to happen to him in the future. If he was going to have to be given the news to what was happening to him, then he would rather it was given to him straight; if his mental condition was going to deteriorate even further with his powers, then it would be better for him to be put down than to carry on.

Folding his arms, he let out a sigh before his attention went to the window as well, frowning a little upon seeing the vehicle. He would just have to put up with it then, seeing as how Vegeta and Yumi weren’t going to give him a break. Looking to Vegeta, he grumbled as he headed on towards the door, “Right…an appointment…one I probably won’t get for months, anyway”, he huffed, turning around again, “I don’t want to take appointments away from him, you know! Even if they are humans, I don’t need him pressing guilt on me…”

Yumi was pretty quick to respond too, it seemed, with her own little few words of encouragement. They were probably completely fed up with him; they just wanted him to get better and to stop complaining all the time. Frowning, he walked along with her, keeping his arms folded, “Depends on what you mean by ‘my old self’”, he spoke, shaking his head, “There’s the past me and distant past me; what would be the best one?” Going into the elevator, he turned slightly and folded his arms before looking to Vegeta, “You should learn some manners! You call her ‘Miss Amelia’…she works hard enough to stay professional without you being informal to her…”

T’charrl never had friends to have sleepovers like this, even if it was temporary. He was really quite happy to be with Takeshi and Shu with their plans being whatever they wanted to do. If he had to help Takeshi fix up his house then he was going to be pretty happy to help, especially when it was all life experiences for him. Smiling a little, he looked to Shu when Takeshi questioned him about a bed, but after mentioning clothes and onwards from there Shu only ended up looking confused with no idea what he was talking about. Laughing a little, he looked back to Takeshi, “Isn’t your brother new to everything?” he spoke, shifting his position a little, “I would like to live with you, but I don’t want to cause you anymore stress if it means to change plans just for me. Maybe you should sleep? Shu and I can go hunting if you want”.

"I'm sure Doctor Ikura won't mind bumping you up on his list Viral. It's been ages since he's since you, I'm sure he'd love to know how you're fairing." Besides, the way Vegeta had understood it the good doctor wasn't exactly taking patients regularly. He was more here as an adviser, overseeing some project or another. Surely he could take a break from his schedule to attend to the very thing which he created. After leaving some rather casual banter with his secretary the three of them got into the elevator, and letting the door close he pressed the button for the lobby. Raising an eyebrow at Viral's chastising he couldn't help but chuckle, shrugging his shoulders as he rested against the side of the elevator. "You know I don't enjoy acting the part, Viral. If it were up to me I'd do away with my position and not bother with it any longer. Besides... Miss would imply that she is my senior, which she's actually a year younger. I'd rather address her as a friend than an underling or subordinate." He knew plenty of manners, but typically proper conduct as the head of a large corporation was not amongst them. If he was going to be representing the company then he wasn't going to be some stiff in a suit, that was too atypical and restricted for his liking. Vegeta liked to think his more laid back approach personified the company's expression of innovation and the free manner in which they did business. Either that or he was simply too lazy to put the effort into acting properly. Maybe a bit of both.

Stepping out of the elevator then Vegeta made a straight path for the door, thankful that it had been thought ahead of time to keep most people busy. Normally whenever he was walking around a good many scientists and employees would be flooding him with questions, since apparently he had to delegate every single little task in the corporation. He had assistants for that, didn't he? Meh, apparently not if he was the one being constantly asked. Nodding gratefully as the security guard let the trio out he went to the side of the car, stopping exasperatedly as the driver moved around to get the door for him. All of these things just bothered him, he wasn't anyone special just because he inherited the company. "Thanks, Garlond. We'll be going to the Merium Hospital by the way." Standing to the side of the door Vegeta smiled, waving in Yumi and Viral to go in first, much to the chagrin of his driver.

Vegeta might have little taste for the cushy life, but some of these perks were awfully nice. After all they had been through as of late it was a pleasant change of pace to have some things done for you. Flashing her friend a wide smile she quickly slipped into the vehicle, sliding over against the door to make room for the other two. "How come your personal car isn't as comfy as this? You drive a junker compared to this thing!" Ah, these were some really cushy seats. Nestling herself into the fabric Yumi looked around a little, her eyes lighting up seeing a small refrigerator. They had only just eaten, but it had been light and she was curious. Reaching down and opening up the container she was delighted to find a sealed plate of sushi, it being a favorite of hers. Giving Vegeta a pleading look she almost squealed when he nodded his head, beginning to snack on it excitedly. "Seriously... It's got food too? Mmm... The only food in your car is the stuff left on the floor."

Viral gave Vegeta an angry look, pointing a claw at him, “It’s not a matter of her age or how you want to see her, you still give her respect!” he told him off, looking away again quickly, “You made her feel uncomfortable with how you spoke to her; don’t you know women at all? She works hard and hasn’t seen you for a long time; the least you could do is give her and the rest of your employees some respect after returning”. Vegeta should have been more polite to his employees if he wanted any of them to stick around before they ended up looking around for other jobs. It annoyed him, to say the least, especially considering his lack of care was what caused him to have thoughts to leave Capsule Corp before.

Waiting for Vegeta to leave the elevator, he stood at the side to let Yumi out before he trailed along behind them, keeping fairly quiet the whole way out. He was not confident about being seen by others too much and luckily Vegeta’s car had tinted windows, but even the trip out to the car was a little worrying. Staring at the security guard as they left the building, he huffed and looked elsewhere. The guards had proved troublesome before and that was the last time he saw them, so he wasn’t exactly happy to see one of them. Keeping his head low, he entered the car last to take the seat beside the window for his own comfort.

Viral had little to look forward to with this ride, seeing as how it would mean he would have to talk to some guy for ages until he was sorted; that, or be given some sort of therapy, probably shock therapy or something. It wouldn’t take long to get to the hospital in this car, but traffic would have to account for that. Letting the other two talk as he stared out of the window, Yumi’s own curiosity had her delving into the little fridge with the smell making him turn to look. It just had to be seafood, the smell sparking something he already had trouble with for the last few days. Turning away and pressing his nose against his arm, he stared out of the window just trying to ignore any disgusting urges he’d have for eating the food himself.