While Shu wasn’t quite getting the technique down, he was still having fun being silly and did enjoy just any excuse to go fast without reason. He didn’t get to dash around all that much, everybody always moved so slowly compared to him and it often bothered him when he couldn’t run around like he used to, even if his fellow clansmen would get annoyed. Giggling away as he darted around, he stopped when Takeshi caught him, his hands and feet skittering around for a moment before he stopped and looked up at Takeshi. Smiling back at him, he pressed his fingers together before looking away again, trying to imagine what points he was supposed to go to, “Oooohhhhh, okay! Yeah! It does!” he spoke quickly, watching Takeshi curiously. It was certainly strange and he had no idea how someone was supposed to fall for this, but apparently they could. Bouncing on the spot for a moment, he shook himself before letting out a sigh to get himself ready. Placing his feet on the ground, he paused for a moment before suddenly dashing, managing to create a weak afterimage that ended with him slamming into the wall on the far end of the room, bouncing off it and landing on his backside before rubbing at his head sorely.

T’charrl knew he wasn’t allowed to spill blood, especially a prisoner’s blood. It was probably the clearest understanding he had of their customs right now, considering they were very similar to his own people’s in regards to how to treat criminals. It was sure frustrating being unable to do anything, but he couldn’t let negativity build up and spoil any stability he might have right now. Trying to avoid the guy was all he could do just now and hope the boy didn’t start badmouthing him again to try and wind him up knowing he’d get in trouble for it. Trying to continue on his way, he quickly scratched at his chest, he gasped a little when the kid suddenly spoke up, his head quickly turning before he shook his head, continuing on his way, “N-Nowhere! Well, somewhere…to…train myself…” he trailed off, letting out a sigh to try and calm himself down. Finding a large room shouldn’t be too hard, maybe an empty storage room would be able to handle any misadventures he may have during training. He should probably move to the lower floors where the larger rooms should be, the ramps just being beyond the turn from where he was.

Viral was fairly calm during this training so far, finding no reason to get hostile quite yet. It was probably all because of the illusion that he was just starting and hadn’t even begun to be pushed quite yet no matter how much Vegeta tried to do on the first few hits. Once Vegeta had been pushed back whether by the hit or trying to dodge it, Viral got ready again as Vegeta immediately came barrelling in once more with some attacks going straight for the upper half of his body. Throwing up his arms, he went to block them, managing to block the punches aimed for his head, lowering his arms to block the hits for his chest before he kicked out, trying to throw off Vegeta and hopefully make him angry himself, “Try harder before I just start taking the hits because they’re so weak!” he spoke before swinging his arm around to throw a hit into Vegeta’s side as if trying to whack him away.