The entire squad descended together, landing at the gates ready to go. For obvious reasons the soldiers saw their landing as a threat, especially with the prince of the enemy in their ranks. Whether they were a match for the Saiyans and T'charrl or not they had a job to do, and thus the closest men moved in on the visitors, weapons drawn and poised to strike. Near immediately one of the Saiyans thought it necessary to speak, acting rather nonchalant about the entire matter. His words were hardly comforting, as they could just as well harm or even kill them now that they had landed. The strength of the aliens was not lost on them, the reality of what they were faced with was rather unsettling. After the alien's quip the Prince had something to say as well, and a demand no less. To see the general, what an outrageous request. Yet conversely the men also knew that what T'charrl said was true, they couldn't stop these four. At most they were a mild inconvenience, a speed bump to their target. Maybe their taking this approach meant they weren't looking to harm anyone.

"W-Why would we let you in?" one of the soldiers stammered, speaking directly to T'charrl. "You're the enemy! Your people are going to be the death of us all!"

"The general is a good man!" another chimed in, waving his sword angrily. "He's helping us move forward. It's your family and soldiers that are destroying our future, so why then should we listen to you?"

Uninformed or brainwashed, these men weren't really in an agreeable mood, even if it was for their best interest. When one of the Saiyans stepped forward they responded in the only way they knew how, by taking a big step back themselves in fright. They weren't the same ones the general had been employing, the men were quick to realize this. Just how many of these aliens were on their planet now? "Where are the other ones...?" the first soldier asked, frowning as he pointed his sword at Kabocha. "Takeshi and Shu... The princes! The general is dealing with them, not you!"

Kabocha's eyes narrowed at the sword in his face, glancing down at it silently. Okay, so they knew the princes, but not them. They could argue they were with the brothers, but when there was only T'charrl to confirm this it was wasted breath. Annoyed, the Saiyan lifted his hands and grabbed the two sides of the sword, easily enough snapping the tip of the blade off and tossing it aside, smirking at the startled man. "The princes are hurt right now, thanks to YOUR general." he explained, crossing his arms. "The jerk betrayed them, had them attacked and nearly killed. We're here to ask him why he did that, that's all." These men were harmless really, yet he couldn't help himself but having a little fun and frightening them. His word was unfounded, but even still the soldiers seemed surprised by what he said, taking a moment to talk amongst themselves in hushed whispers. In the meantime Kabocha looked over his shoulder at T'charrl, gesturing to the building with one hand. "Anything to add, prince?" he whispered, nodding his head in the soldier's direction. "Because if they don't buy this I'm going to knock down the door myself, I'm not playing negotiator..."