"True... But you could also transform if you're somehow unstable, which considering your current state that isn't that much of a stretch." There was no doubt that Viral was unstable, the question therein was where exactly did his instability lie? That was the reason for all of these mundane tests, and they would keep at them until the cause was found. Only then could they work on a solution. "I don't think Takeshi would have stayed away for long. His pride kept him away if anything, but even he should know you're the only one that can train him. As for the strategy, perhaps that's right. But these new events notwithstanding I believe your strategy, simple or not would have led the rebels to victory." Plus, it had been a good enough strategy for Korian, so that ought to be indicative that it was a good idea. Something had been bugging Vegeta though about that. The rebels, particularly Korian and Sayomi should be brilliant tacticians by now. So why rely on Viral's plans? Either they really were out of ideas or they were trying something new, either way it was a bit odd. Glancing at the centrifuge, Vegeta leaned over slightly to peer at the display on top. "Though now I suppose any strategy is null, seeing as we're not fighting right now..."

Having all of their friends at the table might be nice, they hadn't done that in some time now. Really none of them had spent much time together at all, and since they were supposed to be a team of sorts it only seemed right that they should be. There was a sound of almost unanimous displeasure at the idea, to his chagrin. Well at least they were finally agreeing on something, Takeshi mused. "Alright, so not everyone. As long as you guys are fine with me cooking. I'm no Kai or Choi, so my food isn't going to be some fancy, five star cuisine." He wasn't trained to cook for a king, not like the twins. Evidently his method of cooking over an open fire wasn't good enough for their standards, or was so simplistic it was looked down on. Hmph... He could cook just fine without their kind of training, he'd prove it. Preparing fruit would be easy enough to do, though he wasn't sure just what they had left in the way of it. "Ah... I don't even know if someone brought it in, or if it's still in the shuttle," Takeshi mumbled, frowning as he rubbed at his chin, "Well.... Even if it's still in there, I would guess there's a bit left. If we cook plenty of other stuff too then we'll have a big enough meal for the four of us."

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"There has to be something in here... There's nowhere else it could be..." Blood work had been fruitless, a routine physical had proved to be ineffective. There were no anomalies as far as energy was concerned, though that was difficult to measure. The only thing that could be wrong now was something at the basic level, genetic. Whether it was bodily or mental Vegeta didn't know yet, but he was certain he was cornering the issue now. Compared to everything else he had done thus far, this was where the real work began. Studying genetic coding meant pouring over countless strands of DNA, examining every individual piece and comparing them to find any irregularities. Most likely it was going to turn out to be a few day project, and he had only just begun now. Well, no one said helping Viral was going to be easy. Both sheets were copied and then displayed on a monitor, blown up to size so that the naked eye could detect discrepancies. Side by side, he should be able to spot anything, given enough time. Viral was back in the medical ward with him, and likely getting impatient already. "Have you tried any training lately?" Vegeta asked, not taking his eyes from his work. "I know I've neglected training you in favor of helping T'charrl, but that doesn't mean you can't do it on your own."

Not killing one another sort of made you friends, right? At this point it was about the only sign that this might work which Takeshi could see. The meal the other day had turned into a mess, with Haku flinging food at Shu, the young Saiyan reciprocating and then a food fight breaking out. Now they were trying to train as a group, T'charrl and Haku included. The former had been busy with speaking lessons as of late, he hadn't had a chance to train with the brothers in a few days now. And rather than work solely on combat, today was aimed a bit at tempering Shu's anger as well. Not that Takeshi knew how to go about that really, he was still flying in the dark on that one. "Maybe if we try agitating you... And you do your best to stay calm, that could work?" he suggested, glancing over at Shu. They had been bouncing ideas around for a bit, trying to come up with anything that could make some progress. Much easier said than done, unfortunately.