Takeshi was all set on hugs for the day now, being crushed by Leto and subsequently attacked by Shu. Honestly, he didn't understand how his brother was always so cheerful and energetic. It probably didn't help his own case that he was tired from training and poor sleep, the only thing he actually felt like doing at the moment was taking a nap. Having to pry Shu off of himself the older boy smiled slightly, poking his brother's forehead to get him to back off a bit. They had more important business to discuss here anyways aside from hugs. This was probably the last meeting with the rebels before everyone was going to go fight the King, a pretty big deal for obvious reasons. Since they were being asked to help the group was going to be filled in on the battle plan, and probably where they were hoped to fill in. Takeshi still wasn't overly fond of the idea of having everyone in danger, it wasn't their fight. Having them going along with it wasn't making it any easier, not if they were willing to put themselves in harm's way. By now Takeshi was certain that the only ones who could fight their father was himself and Shu, they were the strongest after all. Korian too, and maybe Sayomi. Their friends were strong too, but not strong enough to fight a Super Saiyan, he really doubted that. 

Viral certainly had a cynical outlook on the rebels and it wasn't completely unfounded. Korian had been less than gracious back on Narbu, nearly killing the Beastman himself then. Still... That was one man, not an entire organization. Sayomi had even gone as far to help, she was the reason they had gotten away at all. Factoring in his almost worship of the woman for her intellect and technological prowess it made Vegeta a touch resentful, but only just so. "They're not stealing these or taking them by force. A lot of them are Saiyan ships, ones they took from the real enemy. And I'm guessing so many people are here because, just maybe, people might be tired of the Saiyan empire pushing everyone around? Just a theory." Attacking the rebellion in of itself was a bit rash, as far as ideals went it was on the right track. Yes, some of the methods used by Korian and others weren't very thrilling, but one couldn't argue the good that had been done so far for the worlds freed. Vegeta wanted to try and argue Viral's points yet there were truth to them, without a doubt. "Maybe Korian is just another king waiting to happen..." he remarked, shrugging his shoulders. "Even so, the peace people are enjoying now must be nice. And should Korian turn out to be no better, well... Then it looks like we're removing two people from power, doesn't it?"

Shu might not want to eavesdrop, but Takeshi was all over it. He was curious to know what the others thought about the rebels, especially considering they were going to be fighting together. As for himself he rather liked most people here, even if his personal view of Korian was strained at best. Vegeta sounded to share sentiments, if a little bit strained. Viral on the other hand was completely opposed to them, not giving them any reprieve whatsoever. Considering all the Beastman had been through it would be more surprising if he did share their views, this was only normal. Hopefully though he could put aside that negativity while they were on the battlefield. If they couldn't fight together than they were in trouble. Eying Shu amused the corner's of Takeshi's lips pulled into a small smile, rolling his eyes. "I'm silly? Says the one bouncing around and hugging people like a goofball." Nah, Shu was definitely silly, but that was an endearing quality of his. Seeing their escort come to a stop he looked forward again, realizing they had come to a large set of doors with the word 'Bridge' posted in a luminescent sign over it. Well that was fast, unfortunately. 

"We've arrived my young friends! Here we are, the bridge of our manly vessel!" Leto beamed as he opened up the doors, stepping inside first as the rebels following him fanned out to the sides to make room. Beyond the large Yulian was a rather busy room, filled with all sorts of aliens hurrying about. Monitors littered the walls and a few stations along the floor, crew members hurried to and fro delivering information to one another and checking on the ship's systems. It was a routine check-up, Leto noted, something they did almost daily. They were being very careful to ensure everything worked just how they wanted it to, not wanting to get to the final battle and have something fail. Spotting the commander hunched over a display with a few personnel Leto smiled, saluting before near-bellowing out; "Commander Korian, I've returned with our guests, sir! I was as prompt as I could be in retrieving them, and everyone you've requested has joined us!"

So intelligence suggested an enemy fleet of at least 8 more ships than they had, not to mention possible opposition on the ground. Even with their growing ranks it was looking like the odds were against them still. The Saiyans simply had too much military power, even after having been beaten back near to their home planet. The current rebel force might be able to win, but a 'might' wasn't something Korian was satisfied with. To ensure the least possible casualties on both sides he had to force the Saiyans to surrender, by show of force most likely. And to do that... "Agh, damn it..." Not having even noticed Leto returning when he was called for the Saiyan jumped slightly, knocking his head against a panel and wincing as he rubbed at the spot. Standing upright he looked across the room at the Major, and the group with him. Ah, so they all had come along after all, that was good. Smiling Korian left the station he was at, coming over to everyone and nodding to them in greeting. "I'm glad to see you all made it out here well, and thank you for agreeing to join us here. I'm sure I don't have to explain too much why I asked you to be here today?"