Viral stared at Yumi, feeling a little curious but was soon feeling fed up with trying to explain things, “Never been healed by him…? You can feel it, like a different spirit altogether…hmph, it’s not like you’d know much of what’s going on around the ship, anyway…” he spoke, curious as to how much she actually talks to anyone anymore. It was a wonder she was even here in the first place, but it wasn’t as if he could think too much about it when his mind wouldn’t allow him to. His mind kept trying to force relaxation and while it was nice and all he was still left feeling fairly clueless to what he should be thinking about. Feeling like he was in a position of great difficulty that could only bring stress later on he lowered his gaze in defeat, not finding the talk about his ability to use energy to be too encouraging. Staring at Yumi his eyes lowered to his arm, still feeling that doubt that he would be able to find a cure just because Vegeta was very confident about it, “Trying to…but you can understand why it’s hard to believe that…” he spoke lowly, frowning, “I will keep fighting, but…how do I win against myself? Then again…when is it I ever win? Must ask those questions…just…how do you repair something that’s already gone…”

Choi was trying to defend himself but Takeshi was having a pretty good time making fun of him and teasing him, making him feel a little bad. The guy was probably a nice enough kid, but he still had that terrifying form and it wasn’t as if he was rid of those little claws of his. The kid never cleaned himself and was pretty hairy so it wasn’t as if he was passed looking like a mini Oozaru still. Moving away from his brother and Shu he let out a sigh, shaking his head, “Yeah right! Like you could”, he grumbled, following after Takeshi, “I am plenty challenging! So is Kai, but that’s not the point! Kai’s just better at staying calm around crazier opponents when solo”. Feeling like he had to stand up for himself he was definitely going to go in after Takeshi and show him a thing or two, “You shouldn’t underestimate me! I’m much stronger than what I was before! Like…uhh…well, you’ll see, I’m sure…”

T’charrl didn’t want Kabocha to feel nervous, but he seemed in that realm already. He could tell, it was pretty easy to understand emotions even from another species. He felt pretty bad now for forcing the guy into this, especially when it wasn’t his choice; he just got the short end of the stick. Feeling completely awkward he slowly moved away from the others, his head lowered a little before he looked back at Kabocha, “I-I will not! I will not…not to mean it might not happen-umm…I mean, not mean to”. Feeling pretty lost on words and slightly embarrassed he frowned and lowered his head again in a small bow before getting ready for battle. He wouldn’t directly sap Kabocha of his energy, but with all of them fighting like this he was sure to collect a good bit of it without meaning to. Hoping for the best he immediately jumped at him, his heavy claws flat on the ground while he swung his skinnier ones with quick punches.

Yumi's ears folded back as she frowned, disheartened by just how dejected Viral was. It really was impossible for him to look at the positives, he was much too far depressed at this point. Even his medicine didn't help that much, all it did was mellow him out. "You just need to tell yourself you're not done yet. You're stronger than this, and we all know you can come back from it," she said, smiling gently, "It's why we're all pulling for you to recover, because we know you can do it. And we're here to help you along the way." Vegeta might be the only person that could offer actual help, but herself, the brothers, the twins, even the rest of them, everyone was supporting Viral in one way or another. With that many people hoping that he'd get better it was hard to just give up hope, that was too much support to ignore. Recalling his surprise birthday she almost considered having a sort of get together, but figured he'd sort of shut down from all the attention instead. "And you're not gone, you're just... Buried underneath all this sadness. I know that the great person who raised me and was one of my first friends is still there though, just waiting to come back out." He may not like it, but to hell with this. Yumi got up from her seat and moved around the table, taking the spot beside Viral with a small smile, leaning over and giving him an abrupt hug. "Everything is going to work out, just you watch."

If the training was to tease the other person then Takeshi was excelling in that regard. Fun as it was though it wasn't getting them anywhere, and he was rather eager to spar. Choi might not have been his first pick for an opponent, he'd rather Kai who he figured for a more methodical fighter, but a match was a match. "You're right, I can't. Not that I need to in order to beat you," he joked, grinning as he started walking off. Shu would be fighting Kai, and so long as the little guy was careful he would do fine. Kabocha and T'charrl was an interesting matchup, he wasn't entirely sure what to think about that one. If he finished up early he could always go jump in, though that was sort of unfair. "Oh yeah? Well I'm stronger too, you know. You're not the only one that's been training," Takeshi retorted, "But hey... Who knows, maybe you'll beat me!" Chuckling to himself he stopped by the far wall, hopping up and down in place a few times on the balls of his feet. After a few bounces he stood straight and ready, holding one arm out and waving Choi on to start the fight. No use in making the first move, he wanted to save some new tricks for later.

"Heh... Heh good, good. Because you know... I'd kick your butt if you tried stealing my energy," Kabocha said, smiling uneasily as he walked along. Totally awkward, what a pain. They were allies and he acknowledged T'charrl as such, but that didn't mean the Kaesstrians other forms were on the same page. Much as he'd love to become a meal for an alien he'd rather avoid that by any means necessary. Perhaps if he got frightened and soiled himself the stench alone would be enough to ward off any would be predators. "I know you don't mean to. But hey... Shu doesn't mean to go all wild either, but he does. It can't be helped." Not like he'd have to deal with T'charrl on his own anyways, the others were all here. Oh but what if Shu changed as well? Then they'd have two monsters on their hands, joy. Watching T'charrl bow awkwardly, Kabocha tilted his head to the side in confusion, not entirely certain what he was doing. Just as he had finished doing that the Kaesstrian jumped at him, taking the Saiyan by surprise. With a short gasp he flipped backwards to avoid the first blows, bouncing off of his hands and getting back on his feet. Dodging the subsequent punches, he tried to get down under them, going for T'charrl's side and stomach with strikes of his own.

Viral did try but just couldn’t do it, his mind unable to think passed what was wrong with his existence. All soldiers went through this at some time in their lives but his was a double dosage when fighting was his existence with nothing existing beyond that. Even Yumi could only suggest even more fighting to make him happy, but that was all he had in his life. If he was constantly on the battlefield then maybe he would be happy, but that was never going to be the case. They would never let him to go out constantly into battle, especially with his instabilities currently. Groaning as he slowly gave his arm a scratch in response, her words only managed to serve just a slight bit of reassurance, “Hmm, Vegeta is too confident in himself to see through failure…” Vegeta always thought he was going to win, but it didn’t give him very much reassurance when he couldn’t stop feeling cocky over everything he did. He was thrown off by how difficult it was to see him getting through this; it was as if he never existed in the first place. Giving her a quick look at her reassurances he just looked away, staring down at his arms. Feeling concerned to how he might possibly pull through this he didn’t notice Yumi, at least not until she was right there beside him. Giving her a quick look he gasped a little when she suddenly hugged him, feeling too weak to push her away, “Nhh, you’re going to poke yourself with these horns…” he mumbled, not sure how he was supposed to take it, “All I can do is watch…and wait…”

Choi laughed at Takeshi, finding it hard to believe him, “Really? Did the lizards give you enough of a challenge then?” he asked him, smirking, “If you say so! Maybe not as strong as a pure-blooded Saiyan, but yeah you’ve got some skill, I’m sure!” Choi was pretty confident in himself, even if he had been told by Kai to not get too confident or the worst would happen. It was fun though, especially towards Takeshi. Shaking his hands quickly he balled them into fists, getting into a fighting position as he waited for Takeshi to get ready. Seeing all the signs of Takeshi being battle ready he immediately moved straight for him, swinging his fist down before throwing his fists in a series of punches aimed for Takeshi’s vulnerable spots. Choi could already tell Kai had started without even looking at him, but all he could be glad about was he didn’t need to go up against the kid.

T’charrl just didn’t want to make somebody scared of him, but trying to explain himself with a broken language was not the best way to go about it. If only he knew the right words to say to him to make everything better. Sighing lightly before getting ready he gave a respectable bow, but by the looks of Kabocha’s expression he didn’t understand at all. Finding it hard to pass that barrier he simply went in for it, hoping he could fight against him he immediately went in and hoped he could prove to be a big enough challenge for him. Throwing down some quick punches while going on fours he jumped around quickly to the side but almost immediately Kabocha was in at his side; unfortunately for him he probably forgot he had four arms. Throwing up his large secondary arm he countered the strikes, throwing his body around and his fists down with it before suddenly diving at Kabocha with a ramming attack. He was not having a very good time trying to be civilised with his attacks, but it was awfully hard to be in this form. He was designed to be an all-out brute with this one and was managing to take hits fairly well with all this muscle.

"I don't know if I'd say Vegeta is too confident... More like he's trying to be optimistic," Yumi said, smiling hopefully, "He just wants you to get better, so he's trying to make things work no matter what. If he's more confident about it then maybe that will pay off and it really will all work for the best." Of course failure was an option, it always was. But for this particular instance it had to be the last option, the one they had to try and avoid no matter what. Failure meant Viral would be perpetually depressed, and on top of that who knows what would happen to him physically. It was easy to see why he was in such a rut, there was a lot going against him. Viral could really use some positivity in his life, maybe even a hug. It couldn't hurt, so Yumi got herself up from her seat and walked around the table, dropping down right beside the Beastman. Flashing him a small smile she leaned in, giving him a nice big hug to try and help him settle. She should have known it was only going to bother him, hugs always did. "I am not going to poke myself. I'm hugging your chest, not your head," she joked lightly, letting go as she sat back on the seat. "And yeah... I guess you will have to wait. But don't think waiting is bad. At this point it's waiting to get better, right? So it's a good wait!"

There were all sorts of nasty words Takeshi could say to Choi, being teased about the Shaharians. Not his fault, how was he to know some lizards would be that strong? Plus they had swords, and other weapons, they weren't expecting that. Okay, perhaps he was making excuses, but that quip irritated him nonetheless. Rather than offer a rebuttal he would just let his fists do the talking, then they could see who was the better of them. "Pff.... Maybe I'm not pure-blooded, but I've got good heritage. My father might be a jerk but he's the King, so I've got that going for me," he answered, stopping as he turned with a smirk, "I guess we'll find out what's better, pure blooded Saiyans or half-breeds like me." Waving on Choi to begin he stayed on place, smiling all while the other boy came running in at him. Dodging the first punch he smacked away the second, blocking the third and fourth with his forearms. If he had to guess they were just getting a feel for one another right now, so this wasn't all that Choi could do. Pushing aside one arm as it came in, Takeshi stepped forward one bit and threw an open palm out at Choi's chest, trying to hit him and knock him back before answering with a series of punches of his own.

Kabocha knew he needed to be on his toes for this training session. T'charrl was big, strong and fast all wrapped into one, he wasn't an opponent you could take lightly. Sparring session or not he could get a good beating if he wasn't mindful of what was going on, he'd need to be on his toes. Rather than trying to go hand to hand with the Kaesstrian off the bat he resorted to dodging, using his smaller size to weave in and out of the strikes. He waited for an opening, a chance to move in, and finally got it when an arm went flying over his head. Stepping in quickly he tried to land punches both on T'charrl's gut and side, hoping to make him unsteady. He saw the second set of arms and knew they could be used, but had to try something anyways. Kabocha was forced to back off again when the lower limbs went in for the attack, narrowly avoiding being caught in the ribs with a punch. The individual strikes were fairly easy to dodge if you kept moving, and he did so by taking a leap back. Unfortunately for him he couldn't avoid the ramming attack that came next, his foot only just touching the floor. Instead he threw up his arms, jumping up slightly and curling as he took the brunt of the strike. Getting knocked back a ways he eventually straightened out, his feet hitting the wall with a resounding sound. Squatting he pushed himself off hard, flying right at T'charrl and throwing a punch when he got in close enough.

Viral never knew how to react to these hugs, but he knew it was supposed to be intimate and that was what truly worried him. He wasn’t someone who could find fear in something like this, but if someone got too close then there could only be trouble for both participants. He didn’t want it to happen to anyone who got too close to him so hugs were a very negative response only giving him regret that he was even the focus of affection, “Could fall on you…” he groaned, trying to find a way to pull forward as he slowly fell back, his body going back to sitting up again once she let go. Giving his head a slow rub he let out a groan, frowning lightly before looking to Yumi. He didn’t think she quite understood what it felt like to have to wait for either death, madness or the slight chance he was going to get better, especially when the variants were simply too great to underestimate. He didn’t think it was a good wait at all when it meant there was three possible outcomes and all of them were pretty worrying, “Depends on if there’s anything wrong…or this is what was meant to happen. I was never given a lifespan…and then you get the other experiments…” he spoke lowly before letting out a sigh, slowly moving his arms back onto the table, “…Am I allowed coffee if I can’t have alcohol, or is that off limits with this medication…”

Choi knew how to fight and knew he could truly beat Takeshi down if he was just given the chance, but of course that meant he would need to try hard. He used to be the lower teammate in their little group, but he was determined to show off just how much he had grown since their last encounter. Throwing in a series of punches he tried to catch Takeshi off-guard with a burst of energy, he quickly went on the defensive once Takeshi began to move, his arms being thrown up to block a forced palm but was forced back slightly, his fists immediately going straight in again which hit against Takeshi’s own. He was far from going easy on him just because it was Takeshi, his attacks remaining aggressive to keep up with Takeshi’s fighting style, “Hey! How am I doing so far??”

T’charrl hoped he was doing alright, curious as to whether he was not being too rough. He knew he was facing a Saiyan and was not willing to take him lightly, especially when he was part of Takeshi’s group. Throwing his body at Kabocha, he felt it connect before he immediately looked up to see where Kabocha went, watching as he went flying successfully. Feeling oddly proud of himself he straightened up, his arms rising as Kabocha charged straight for him. Hissing, T’charrl threw his arms up to block the attack, bracing for it before gasping when it hit. He was sent back as his claws scrapped across the floor but the moment his large claws hit the ground he stopped, running forward immediately and throwing down a punch before swinging around to deliver a sneaky attack using a leg sweep.

Yumi gave a dramatic roll of her eyes, smiling at Viral amused as she drew back. "Now you're just stretching for things. You won't hurt me, on purpose or otherwise, so relax." She could really go overboard and pinch his cheek, do something teasing, but figured she'd spare him the humiliation. In some ways it was like dealing with a moody kid, you could give them affection and all they did was fuss. Hehe, if Viral heard that analogy he'd probably get all indignant and tell her otherwise. Raising her arms up over her head in a stretch she glanced at the Beastman, scratching behind one of her own ears. "I doubt any of this was meant to happen, it just... Did. Nothing we can do now but make it better, which is exactly what we're trying to do. And it is going to get better, you know as well as I do Vegeta will drive himself insane looking for your cure at this point, so it's bound to happen. And if he thinks he's found something then you know he's going to work at it." No one was as... Stubborn in that regard as Vegeta. The way he could single mindedly work on a single project at once was astounding, and often gave great results. It was in part why he ended up CEO of Capsule Corp and not one of the senior board members, she recalled.

"And I'll work at it until it's finished," Vegeta interrupted, coming out from the swinging doors. Smiling slightly he stood behind Viral, wiping his hands down on a rag he brought with him. "The food will be done in a bit, just some simple dishes for now. Just some haddock filets, some vegetables, potatoes with garlic and a few easy bake rolls. Not exactly a cuisine, but it should fill us up." Provided Viral was even going to eat, he was averted to any such thing right now. Tucking the rag into the waistband of his pants he sat down on the edge of the table, looking down at the Beastman thoughtfully. Even while cooking he hadn't stopped thinking about gene therapy, and now he was trying to decide how exactly they should go about it. If those genes were for his erratic energy spikes then regulating that ought to undo the transformations, or at the very least enable Viral to do so himself. On a bit of a stretch Vegeta reached down, grabbing hold of Viral's forearm and examining the fin and fur closely for a moment. "Viral... I know you're capable of controlling your energy to a point, drawing it in and expelling it. I'm probably hitting a wall with this, but have you tried retracting your energy yet? Or... Consider the way you undo the feline transformation, has that worked for this?"

Inevitably Takeshi was going to feel cocky going into this sparring match. He had always been stronger than Choi, even if only marginally when they first met. It wasn't often he took pride in his heritage, but knowing he was born of the only Super Saiyan gave his already massive ego a bit of a boost to boot. He was doing a damn good job not showing his arrogance though as they traded blows, trying to just get a feel for his friend's power for now. Starting off with an open palm strike and following with a series of punches he grinned as each was met by a subsequent punch, the sound of his and Choi's fists colliding creating a bit of an echo. Even abruptly driving a knee up to try and catch the other boy off guard was met by a block, he'd certainly gotten better. "Not too bad! Though I am going easy on you," Takeshi replied, dodging another punch. Trying to grab hold of Choi's arm as it flew by he intended to lift the other boy up and slam him on the floor, then try to pin him down and get his arm in a lock. Simple grappling they were taught in training back on Kortal, kind of useless in a real fight but handy in training.

Kabocha knew this wasn't going to be easy for him, and so far his predictions were true. T'charrl didn't seem to have any weakness, none that he could figure out immediately. After hitting the Kaesstrian he knew he was solid, all muscle and hard muscle at that. To top that off he had speed, and presumably endurance to boot. All in all he was your typical brawler, it would be one hell of a fight if they just went hand to hand. Ki might be an option if he wasn't so worried about causing a change, probably best to avoid that for now then. After lunging out at the Kaesstrian he tried to get right back into the swing of things, coming back with another flurry of punches. Even the ones that did hit didn't feel very strong, he'd have to really work to do some damage. Again he had to stop and dodge a big fist, grinning when he nimbly did so. He hadn't realized that T'charrl had spun though, and soon found his feet up by his head as he was falling down. Laughing excitably he caught himself on one hand, planting the other and using it to rotate himself as he kicked out, trying to knock T'charrl away. "For a big guy you're fast!"

Viral was supposed to be pretty perfect in terms of being a synthetic being, but things were going downhill. Yumi was trying to be positive but that was certainly easy when it wasn’t happening to you. It was easy for Vegeta and Yumi to be confident in their ability to put up with something like this. Staring at Yumi questionably he slowly looked away, his eyes going back to the table, “I’d rather he didn’t. I am not worth losing sleep over…” he sighed, not entirely pleased with Vegeta’s eagerness to try and fix everything at once. He didn’t like all of this attention, even if he was sick, “I can’t handle having so much attention drawn to me...and now, I’m a walking joke”. If it wasn’t for the external differences he might had been a bit less depressed about this, but so far he couldn’t find any true use for these parts. Frowning just a bit he tilted his head as the doors suddenly swung open, Vegeta emerging with news about the food.

When it came to food Viral was no connoisseur, but Vegeta really went all out with this meal by the sounds of it. He didn’t need all that just because he hadn’t had food in a while, “Garlic…tch, you really want to feed me up when I don’t want to be…” he grumbled, not exactly too pleased with his choice of food. If he was supposed to be being careful with what he did and here Vegeta was trying to make him malfunction mentally. It was a very worrying time to be in and very similar to another problem he once had before, but with this one it brought him a step closer to madness. Feeling particularly moody and tired he did not appreciate Vegeta taking his arm without permission, giving him an angry glare before he looked away, “I’ve tried everything…” he sighed, “Guess the only thing I’ve not tried is transforming because…who the hell would want that noise…”

Choi was feeling pretty good about himself as he continued to fight on with hope that he was going to be able to show Takeshi a thing or two. He had been practicing a lot with his brother and Yumi when time allowed so it was exciting to see how much stronger he and his brother had become, even if they were fighting separately. It wouldn’t be fair to Takeshi if both of them fought him since he would be put at a clear number disadvantage. Throwing his fists around in an attempt to throw off Takeshi he moved around and was immediately forced to block a punch, feeling particularly proud for doing so. Going in once more, he threw a punch but was suddenly grabbed by Takeshi, giving his arm a pull before he was suddenly lifted and thrown into the floor. Gasping, he quickly tried to regain his composure until he noticed the position he was in, trying to pull out of it but there was definitely pain, “Hey c’mon! We don’t even do this in the field! If I was using Ki I would just blast you away!”

T’charrl was surprised how well he was able to hold up against Kabocha, but it was hard to tell whether the guy was meaning to go easy on him or accidentally giving him a chance to gain the advantage. It was pretty difficult to tell, especially when he wasn’t very good at reading different types of energy before he accidentally brought it all into those orbs of his. Throwing around the attacks were certainly helping, he was still able to use basic combat his father taught him in this form, but as he continued he had to watch how aggressive he was getting. With spines on his lower abdomen he had to watch that he didn’t accidentally pierce Kabocha with one or have the guy break them if he proved strong enough to. Feeling pleased with himself that his latest attack managed to bring Kabocha down to the ground, T’charrl moved in again but had to jump back when Kabocha kicked out, “Ah! Big, yes…but I am still Kaesstrian!” he spoke, feeling pretty energetic, “Do not go easy! Can show what Kaesstrian can do, even if like me!”

Whether Viral liked the attention from Vegeta or not he was going to get it. That's just how he was. Same went for everyone else, they were going to try and help because that's what they did. Each person in their own way was trying to lend a hand somehow, It was a lot of attention, unwarranted maybe, but it was all directed at helping. "Losing sleep over someone you care about is normal though, it's what people do," Yumi said, smiling kindly, "Do you think everything has been all sunshine while you've been like this? We're all worried about you. And no one sees you as a joke, I swear no one does. We wouldn't joke about something this serious." Hearing the doors swing open she glanced to the kitchen, watching as Vegeta came over to join them. Empty handed, she noticed with a slight pout. The food would be a bit while then, shame since she was getting hungry. By some cruel and unusual punishment he decided to share too what he had prepared, all of which sounded good. Feeling her stomach grumbling Yumi smiled sheepishly, leaning down in her seat and giving a small yawn. "Hm... It sounds good though Viral, doesn't it? I'll definitely be having some."

Vegeta sort of hoped for a more favorable response from Viral, but should have expected what he got. Smiling slightly he sighed, shaking his head as he sat on the edge of the table. "You say that now, but I'd like to think once you take a bite you'll be more inclined to eat," he mused, looking down at Viral. Eating could trigger a transformation, true, it had happened before. If Viral were to change now he wondered if it would be a single, complete transformation or a culmination of the three like before. If the former then he should be able to change back without issue, that would be nice. On the question of changing back Vegeta looked down at Viral's arm, grabbing it up and giving it a careful look over. If partial transformations could happen accidentally, were they possible if the Beastman tried purposefully too? "Transforming may not be the worst thing, though," he said, letting go of his friend's arm, "If you can transform and just take on a single form then it would be easier to change back, right? We know how to get in and out of your feline form, have you considered shifting into that and then undoing it?"

Choi was putting up a fair good fight so far, it was really back and forth. He'd certainly improved, there was no doubting that, it looked like he'd been doing more than just spending time with Yumi. Exchanging blow for blow it was easy to see how this session could go on for some time, they knew one another's fighting style fairly well by now. Stronger though they may be they used much the same tricks, it was almost like they were fighting their own brothers, in a way. If that was going to be the case then he'd try something a bit unusual, some grappling. Dodging a straight jab Takeshi smirked, grabbing Choi's arm rather than trying to retaliate. With a grunt of effort he hoisted the other boy off his feet and flipped him on his back, falling next to him and taking hold of his arm by wrapping both legs around it, effectively immobilizing the limb completely. "Hah, but we're not using Ki, so I'm safe!" he retorted, grinning as he pulled a bit. It would be easy to win this way, but hardly any fun. Letting go then of the limb he reached over, giving Choi's cheek a playful little smack before jumping away, sticking his tongue out childishly. "Come on then! Don't tell me that little move was all it took!"

Kabocha was a little flustered, he hadn't expected T'charrl to be as agile as he was. Being knocked away was understandable, the Kaesstrian was huge and pretty darn strong, but he didn't anticipate being tripped up as he had been. No matter, he could change his style quick enough, catching himself on his hands and kicking out as he did so. It missed as he spun completely around, pushing off of the floor and landing back on his feet with a smile. "Don't go easy? Well alright then, but you asked for it," Kabocha said, getting positioned like he was going to start a race, "Let's see what you're made of!" Kicking off with his back leg he darted straight at T'charrl, jumping up as the distance rapidly closed. Swinging his entire body around he tried to kick the Kaesstrian's shoulder, and if he was blocked or stopped then he'd try kicking out with his other leg too. If that didn't pan out he'd back off, as getting in real close and getting stuck would only end badly for him.

Viral didn’t like how people got so worried over him when before he was near forgotten, just another behind the scenes at the Capsule Corp. Everyone else didn’t exactly give him much of a care except the RRA and even then that kind of attention was too much for him. Having people worry over him was too much guilt for him to bare when he knew he was in charge of getting better or they’d end up getting sick or doing something reckless for him; he was the one who was supposed to be reckless, not them. Giving Yumi a glance he soon grumbled, looking away, “You can have mine if that’s the case”, he spoke lowly, feeling obliged to be moody with all of this happening to him. The pills weren’t helping his mentality either, but at least it was letting him mellow out and not have to be consumed by hideous anger.

Vegeta examining him made him feel uneasy, but becoming a spectacle was expected when he had all sorts of odd bits coming out of him like he had suddenly become a chimera. His forearms were null of any hair before and now they were all covered with short yellow hairs, hardly looking like the most delightful creature out there. Examining a bunch of hair shouldn’t be particularly interesting but somehow Vegeta thought they were. Staring up at him and pulling his arm away when he finally let go he grumbled like an angry cat, lowering his head, “And what would happen to the other parts that aren’t part of that transformation…? I can’t change into one…and the other…I’d rather not…” He couldn’t see the other features going away if he changed into one form and went back again, but who knew if it would just make things worse in the end either. Everything was one big test and that really bothered him, especially when he couldn’t do much about it, “Not sure how that would fix the damaged genes either…”

Choi didn’t like that and knew if he went up against Takeshi’s brother he probably wouldn’t be smart enough for that kind of move, but then again he’d have to go up against his brother to not experience something like that. Feeling annoyed at Takeshi he gasped a little when he was pulled at, grumbling, “We’re only not because of the bug…” Finally being released he was quick to be mocked even further he grumbled as he got back to his feet, turning towards Takeshi, “No! I just didn’t think you’d be a jerk!” Feeling all hot and bothered by that he quickly got ready again, dashing straight in at Takeshi and circling him as he threw out furious punches using a technique he would often use with his brother.

T’charrl wanted to be pushed as far as he could manage, his power urging him to take on more of a challenge. He was facing a Saiyan and managing to put up with most of those attacks, he could surely take on more. Hissing with a grin, he moved into a readied position before watching as Kabocha came straight for him. It was certainly going to be a challenge with this much power coming straight for him, but he was ready for it. Throwing his body forward he raised a large set of claws but Kabocha managed to get through, kicking him in the orb on his shoulder. The impact was like a rock hitting unbreakable glass, but the sudden shockwave through his body wasn’t going to stop him as he instead swung his other claws around with an attempt to grab hold of Kabocha and force him to the ground. If he managed to snatch hold of Kabocha he would instead try and start up a fist fight using all of his fists to punch Kabocha back.

Vegeta would admit Viral had a fair point, changing probably wouldn't solve anything. Not that he expected it to, he'd merely been voicing an idea. Genetics was where his focus was going to be now, everything else was almost a whim until he saw that through. "Since I can't say with any certainty what would happen... Perhaps it's best we don't try that," he admitted, smiling sheepishly. "It won't do any good for the genes, and now that I hear the idea it's... Well borderline idiotic. Transforming now would only agitate the genes further and could cause more damage. Ideally the best course of action now is to keep you as you are, unfortunately. At least until I can stabilize your condition so you can change back safely." No use in causing further damage when the solution was at last on the horizon. Having to sit tight and be in constant discomfort wasn't going to be fun whatsoever, but unfortunately that was all Viral could do right now. Until they had the gene samples cultivated there was nothing more that could be done for him, other than administering medicine to stifle any pain. "At any rate... Do you want to return to your room after this, Viral? I've got enough material I can begin running tests, meaning you don't have to come back to the medical ward if you don't want to."

Hah, Choi was getting all miffed at him. Takeshi was aiming to irritate Choi to the point of making a mistake, and now he could see if that would pay off. Grinning as he backed away, the Prince thumbed his nose, taunting his friend all the while. It worked like a charm and in came Choi with a vengeance, darting straight ahead and looking properly miffed. Raising both of his arms to block the first punch he smiled amused, watching as his friend began moving around to throw more and more strikes. It was a bit tricky keeping up, Takeshi wasn't the most deft on his feet and had to pivot quickly to keep the punches from landing. He didn't think Choi was this quick, albeit he still wasn't fast as Shu. Even with the slower speed, blows got through. Nothing super serious, but enough to make him flinch as he was struck. This was getting them nowhere, the attacks weren't solid enough to beat him and it was just dragging on. Blocking another punch he smirked before jumping up, disappearing as he darted away. He landed then right in front of Choi, crouched down as he glanced up with a smile. Drawing back one arm he tried to land a punch right on the underside of his jaw, hoping to catch him off guard.

Kabocha figured he could be a bit more direct, T'charrl certainly seemed to be handling himself well enough. Given he was no Shu when it came to raw speed, at least not sustained speed anyways. For one good burst though he could move pretty fast, using Ki to bolster his agility. Dashing right at the Kaesstrian he easily avoided the grabbing claws of his friend, landing a solid kick on one of the orbs on accident. It was shockingly hard, it felt like kicking a solid rock, only it didn't break. There was little time to be surprised however as he found a set of claws around his middle, he'd been caught. Gasping in surprise he had to hastily raise both hands, catching an incoming punch. Since he used both for that he had nothing for the second, taking a blow to the chin that made his head spin. Another to the chest, and another to the shoulder, he was taking all sorts of blows. At last he managed to block both fists, grabbing hold of them with a grunt as he forced T'charrl to stop. Swinging himself he got his feet on the Kaesstrian's chest, and with a lot of effort began pushing against, either trying to strain his arms into making T'charrl let go or just giving up and kicking him in the chest, whatever worked.

Viral didn’t think transforming would be one of the best of ideas and was fairly determined to not risk himself too much when it wasn’t necessary. He would only be risking everyone else, nevermind himself. Staring at Vegeta he could only grow concerned that he would come up with such an idea, feeling uneasy, “Sometimes…I worry about your judgement…” he mumbled, looking away and down at his arms. There wasn’t much he was going to be able to do and he was still feeling a little nervous about eating, especially when Vegeta was making him eat so much. If he took a bad turn then he might try and feast on either of them before he was done, but they wouldn’t understand what worry that would cause because they’ve never experienced it. Sighing lightly, staring at the table made him feel dozy again but soon Vegeta spoke up, asking him a pretty tough question, “…There’s nowhere else, so…I will”, he spoke, feeling pretty fed up, “I’m sure I’ll scream for you when this medicine wears off…”

Choi was going to have to stop goofing around if Takeshi was going to be like that, instead get him to act like a goof and end up failing because of that. Using his own and Kai’s techniques, taking down Takeshi should be a lot easier so long as he didn’t pull off any dirty tricks. Moving around Takeshi at a rapid speed he threw out punches each time, managing to hit Takeshi a few times before he disappeared. The idiot was obviously using Ki now if he was able to disappear that quickly; even his brother couldn’t do that without a sudden energy burst. Immediately going on guard Takeshi soon reappeared again, this time right in front of him. Takeshi must had thought Choi was stupid if he was going to fall for something like that. Pulling back as Takeshi tried to uppercut him he immediately moved forward again, throwing a heavy punch down at Takeshi’s position.

Knowing he could overpower a Saiyan was just thrilling for T’charrl, especially when he hadn’t practiced for such a thing beyond training with Haku. He didn’t get to do much fighting in this form and it appeared it was perfect for it, just the type of form that was made to fight aggressively yet put his body out there with great defence. He really didn’t know how these forms worked, but he was slowly figuring them out; now, all he needed to do was learn how to control them all. His greatest form was definitely a combination of everything, but he was certainly feeling scared about his next metamorphosis and what might happen to him then. He just wanted greater control over this mutation, but right now all he could do was think about what he looked like and keep his emotions and energy in check so that he didn’t becoming horribly aggressive. Throwing his body down at Kabocha certainly helped to overpower him, but as he tried to claim victory over him he managed to kick him hard in the chest, hitting the orb there with a clang. That was certainly not pleasant feeling, it was like getting hit by a rock square in the chest. Backing off he hissed, rubbing at the spot as he tried to make the feeling go away.

Transforming was a bad idea, Vegeta would openly admit that. "Heh... Perhaps I could use a little rest after all," he said, smiling sheepishly as he rubbed at his face. He was hardly at the top of his game when he was making faulty suggestions, it would be best for everyone if he went and took a nap after this. When had he last slept anyways? Soundly, that is. Last night had been a whole 3 hours, not much considering he'd been up for about 15 now. If he was going to go rest then Viral needed to find something else to do for the time being. Either retire to his room or go with Yumi, those were the only two that immediately came to mind. "Perhaps you could stay with Yumi? Unless you're tired I'm sure she won't mind spending time with you," he suggested, glancing over at her for confirmation. "It isn't as if the tests I'll be running need you present anyways. I'd hate to make you sit around any more than I already do."

"Yeah, I'm sure we could find something to do Viral," Yumi added, smiling kindly, "Whatever you're in the mood for I'm fine with, I don't feel like just going back to my room either." Training was likely off the table in his current state, as would any physical activity most likely. Well, there was always the library, though neither of them were exactly avid readers. One thing that really stunk about being onboard a ship was you couldn't go very far, so exploring or taking a nice walk outside was out of the question, unless they felt like suffocating. Tapping her chin thoughtfully with a finger she cocked her head to the side, humming lightly. "We coooould... Oh I don't know, maybe see if there's movies or anything in the recreation room? Or find some games or something, just something to pass the time." She was open to anything, so long as it wasn't detrimental to Viral's well being.

Vegeta figured he was about done with Viral for the day, Yumi was more than capable of taking things from here. It was a bit disheartening, thinking the Beastman needed what was essentially a caregiver. Well, not that he would need one for much longer. This genetic therapy would work out, it just had too. Viral had been suffering for much too long, it was owed to him by now that he get better. Whatever higher power there might be he'd get on his hands and knees and beg if that was what it took, he would go to that extreme to see Viral healthy again. "I'll let you two sort your plans out, I'm going to check on the food," Vegeta said, getting up from his seat, "If I do need you Viral I'll come get you. Likewise, if you need me then let someone know and I'll come to where you are." No sense in making the Beastman run around, those who were in better health could do that for him. Giving his friend a pat on the shoulder he went back to the kitchen, checking on the food to see how it was coming along.

Sure, using Ki as attacks was pretty much off limits, that was a given. But no one said anything about using it to bolster speed. Besides, Takeshi knew he was one of the slowest of the group, so really how bad was it giving himself a speed boost? Being pummeled by Choi was hardly his idea of a good time, so with a bit of a surge he jumped up and vanished, circling as he debated on what to do. Grinning at an idea he landed just before the other boy, cocking an arm back and throwing an uppercut. As he expected it missed by a wide margin, as he'd hoped it would. Moving as quick as he could with his little boost he vanished, Choi punching through an afterimage instead of the real thing. This time around Takeshi stopped by Choi's side, crouched low as he tried to sweep the Saiyan's legs out from under him. If that worked he'd grab hold of his friend and begin to spin, hoping to get a bit of momentum before sending him flying.

So, being grabbed and pummeled on by a giant insect alien kind of sucked. Quite a bit actually, Kabocha wasn't having fun at all. T'charrl's grip was surprisingly solid as were his strikes, he was clearly not someone who was a pushover. Not that he had underestimated the Kaesstrian after seeing him fight before, but he'd just not expected this level of power. Having to break out of this hold somehow he pressed his feet against his comrade's chest, pushing with his legs to try and get free. When that did no good he instead gave a good hard kick, accidentally smacking the orb on T'charrl's chest. Wincing as he was released he moved away, worried what striking those repeatedly might do. Or worse still if he broke one, what would that cause? He was really going to need to be more mindful of where he hit. "I'm not stopping just because that hurt!" Kabocha said, dashing back in for another attack. He tried to come at T'charrl with just a flurry of punches, trying his damnedest not to strike any of the several orbs again.

Viral wasn’t having fun with this at all, just having to sit around and hope that he might not keel over and die. It made him wonder how long he had to go or how fast Vegeta had to work and whether it would actually come out successfully. If he tried to fight or transform he was probably going to be in a lot of trouble, but he wanted to battle so badly. It was torture to have to sit around and wait like this for possibly weeks or even months, depending how long he might last. Feeling completely dead inside wasn’t something he was going to be able to easily dismiss, but he knew he’d have to fill that hole sometime. To feel so empty was torture, but he was sure he had complained about that enough. To stay in his room would mean he would have to sleep, something he didn’t want to experience either. Feeling stuck for options he slowly ran his claws through his hair, just covering up his face more in the process before looking to Yumi when she spoke up, confused to what she meant.

He didn’t know what could be done if she thought about doing anything, feeling fairly confused about it when his understanding was there was nothing else on this ship for him. He didn’t care for what was done for long flights or where everyone went, just that they probably weren’t for him. Looking to her curiously he soon sighed, not feeling too sure about her plans, “Movies…? Games…? Saiyan movies and games…” he spoke, feeling confused for a moment before letting out a sigh, slowly turning away again, “If you find anything then you’ll be lucky”. He didn’t know what they did for entertainment on the ships, he was never given the opportunity to check out those kinds of activities, but then again he never did care. In the end, what he needed was somebody to look after him and that made him feel pretty rubbish; he wasn’t even allowed his blade. Looking up at Vegeta he let out a sigh and nodded, lowering his head again, “Yeah, yeah…I know. Like my own personal butler with medication…”

Choi knew he still had the upper hand because he was staying true to his vow to not use Ki, but there was Takeshi using it just to try and show off and get the better of him. Throwing a punch, just as expected it was only an after image, but of course that thought didn’t come until after he tried to hit it, “We’re not supposed to u-AGH!” Choi fell with a fairly hard smack but quickly he was grabbed by Takeshi and with a spin was sent flying into the air. Okay, he had gone too far this time. Stopping in the air he immediately spun around, “Alright that’s it! I don’t care anymore! You’re done for!” Immediately flying in high powered Choi disappeared, his image flashing several times before circling Takeshi once more, taking a much more aggressive approach. Immediately circling in different directions he punched and kicked out, aiming to hit him down to the ground instead.

While T’charrl was pretty confident in himself, feeling pretty pleased that he was able to get this far in the fight without taking too much of a blow; however, that last one threw him off completely. Moving back in surprise he gave his chest a rub, trying to ease the strange sensation before quickly looking up, “Didn’t say stop! I’m fine!” he spoke up, getting ready for his attacks and immediately going into attack mode himself. Throwing out his claws he deflected as many punches as he could, finding it not to be too bad once he was back in the swing of things. He was finding it to not be too terrible so far, he was able to keep up with Kabocha; however, something was becoming pretty distracting. He couldn’t look away but he was sure there was energy, even if it was mild. Letting out a hiss he began to move forward, trying to overpower Kabocha as he continued to hit back, forcing out a kick like a spring.

Yumi did plenty of things for fun... For herself. It was harder to figure out just what Viral might find enjoyable. Going out and battling was off the table, shame since he'd probably enjoy it. That meant something sedentary, and she knew already the Beastman wasn't going to love any of her ideas. "No, not Saiyan, we brought some of our own with us!" she said proudly, smiling, "I don't know if there's any you'll like, but we brought as many as we could fit into a box. And the recreation room has a few other things too, pool and things like that. It's nothing special, but it's better than sitting around and doing nothing, right?" Until he got better Viral would have to learn to accept doing things like this, or be bored out of his mind. Vegeta went back to cooking, leaving her and Viral alone again. Yumi felt like they ought to be talking about something, but had no idea how to start. It was hard anyways to have any conversation with the Beastman when he didn't show interest in anything. Biting her lower lip in thought she clicked her fingers, looking back at Viral with a smile. "Oh! I know what we can do..." she whispered, leaning in close while taking a glance towards the kitchen, "We can't really fight... Buuuut... I bet we can do just a tiny bit of sparring, just the two of us. If Vegeta is sleeping he can't watch now can he?"

It wasn't really cheating, using Ki like this. If Takeshi had blasted Choi with an attack then that would be another thing. A speed boost wasn't all that unfair either, he just made himself a bit quicker, closer to Shu's speed level. Now he could pound away at his friend liberally, dashing around and having a blast doing so. He wasn't here to clown around, too much, they were sparring. Getting back into the swing of things, literally, he moved in and grabbed a hold of Choi. With a twist of his body he lifted the other Saiyan off of his feet, spinning before letting go and sending him flying off haplessly. He stopped himself, and Choi looked might pissed floating there. "Oh, I'm done huh?" Takeshi asked, grinning as he leaned forward and waved a hand dismissively, "Whatever you say. I'm fine when you don't have your brother." Laughing to himself he looked away for just a second, and when he looked back Choi was gone. Blinking in confusion he felt a sudden energy at his side, and just managed to block a punch at his head. His opponent was gone after that immediately, and he was struck in the back instead. Swinging a fist around he only caught air, nearly falling over when he was smacked in the side. Growling in annoyance he was hit a few more times, finding himself once again slower of the two. Annoyed, Takeshi tried to find where Choi was next, and when he did attempted to do a sweeping kick to knock the boy away, "Piss off will you?!"

"Uh... You sure you're fine? Should I be hitting those things?" Kabocha asked, looking at the orb uneasily. He still had no clue what they were, only that they appeared after T'charrl had absorbed energy. Did they sap energy too? Oh crap, were they sapping his energy?! The Kaesstrian wanted to keep going regardless, and he wasn't one to just back down from a fight, even if it was a simple spar. Rushing back in he began to throw a series of punches, something easy just to keep T'charrl on the defensive. For a while it worked and the Kaesstrian couldn't do anything, but after a bit he went on the offensive himself. Now it was Kabocha who was having to block, only able to get a hit in now and again. Focusing mostly on the four arms coming at him he did nothing about the kick coming his way, not until it was going to hit him. Putting his hands down he was lifted up off his feet by the force, being sent flying up into he air and tumbling a bit as a result. Catching himself he looked down, amazed by how strong that had been, T'charrl had barely had any room to make that. "Tch... Damn he got strong..." he mumbled, glancing down at his reddened, stinging hands. Smiling slightly he gave them a shake before darting down at T'charrl, one leg extended as he tried to kick straight down at his friend.

There wasn’t much Viral did that could be classed as being fun or even whether he was going to find anything fun in what Yumi enjoyed, especially when she had experience with many different activities. Humans generally did a lot more to find fun in things, probably because they were not exactly busy trying to defend themselves from possible attack, especially when they had others to do it for them. He wasn’t exactly allowed outside either for obvious reasons so finding fun wasn’t easily found. Looking to Yumi he frowned, letting out a sigh, “You sure did smuggle a bunch on here, didn’t you…? Expecting big trips…” he spoke, slowly scratching his head, “I’m sure you’ve sneaked on a lot more than just that…like…hmph, things humans do…” While entertainment for humans wasn’t something he was particularly acquainted with, Yumi probably knew more than him anyway so it didn’t matter. Feeling pretty content with simply sitting at the table his eyes slowly moved towards Yumi, staring at her as she whispered to him, “What…? And what if I…” he paused, feeling a little conflicted. He wanted to spar, but it was a huge risk and could possibly get Yumi in trouble as well. Letting out a groan he slowly rubbed his head, “…If something happens…if I hurt you, it’s my fault since I let you talk me into it…”

Choi was determined to show off what he could do to Takeshi, but he wanted to be on equal ground to him and not be left out of power he easily had access to. To use Ki to gain speed was completely unfair and not even his brother was using it on Shu, but then again Shu was fast even without Ki so it would probably help him to use just a little bit; however, Shu wasn’t using any either so Kai. Takeshi was the only one not playing fair so he wasn’t going to either. Choi was going straight in with an attack that his brother would use with him, but of course this was going to be fair for Takeshi since it was still one on one. Throwing out rapid strikes while moving at a great speed, he kept his attacks consistent before having to move out quickly as Takeshi kicked out to stop him, “Well how does it feel?? Doesn’t feel so good, does it??”

“Y-Yes! Uhh no! Don’t hit them! It feels funny, that’s all…” To T’charrl, hitting the orbs was like getting a smack straight on the bone which was definitely as unpleasant as it sounded. He hoped Kabocha wasn’t too scared, he didn’t want to put him off fighting him just because he hit a particularly awkward area several times. Feeling a little worried that he was only putting him off he continued trying to fight him off, he forced his way forward and kicked out with great force. Kabocha couldn’t stop it, his body going flying as a result leaving T’charrl staring at him with concern. He didn’t actually want to hurt him too much, but he was managing to unfortunately. That was a lot of power he had in his legs and even then he was surprised when he should had expected it. Feeling his confidence grow with his power he got ready once more, watching him dart straight for him before holding up his hands, snatching at his foot to try and grab it so he might throw him again. Despite Kabocha being his friend he felt much more powerful with great intention to overpower him, his concern that he was a Saiyan feeling like nothing important anymore.

"I didn't smuggle that much... Just enough to keep myself entertained, that's all!" Yumi said, smiling sheepishly, "You can't blame a girl for bringing some things with her. And at least it wasn't just makeup and clothes, now that would be useless junk." The games and movies were something that everyone on board could use for fun, friends and crew alike. Though the crew probably would have no clue what half of it was, and come to think of it neither would most of the Saiyans. Did they have things like air hockey back on Kortal? She couldn't remember, she'd never seen one. Then again her time there was hardly luxurious, she'd barely seen anything. Sticking her tongue out playfully at Viral she shrugged her shoulders, not feeling the need to defend her 'smuggling'. They had plenty of down time, everyone would be thanking her for bringing things along later. Games didn't sound like they were up Viral's alley, so those were out of the question. Yumi had a pretty good idea what he would enjoy though, even if it was against Vegeta's wishes. Smiling slyly she leaned in and whispered, shrugging her shoulders, "You aren't going to hurt me. I mean... I might get bruises or a scrape, but that's normal sparring stuff," she said, winking at Viral. "You know you want to. It'll be fun, we'll just do some simple sparring to pass the time, no way is something like that going to be risky."

Takeshi got to enjoy an advantage if only for a moment, now Choi was in on it too. And of course he didn't see it as justified for his doing it first, he was becoming annoyed over it. Speedy as his friend was now it was nigh impossible to catch him, let alone hit him. It was awfully frustrating, he had to get Choi away if he was ever going to get back in this. The only thing he could think to do then was kick out in an arch, wide enough that he would hit and hard enough to force the other boy away. It worked, and finally the pummeling ceased as he stood still, his arms still slightly raised. Peering between his forearms Takeshi scowled before pointing at Choi angrily, "I only hit you once you jerk! You kept hitting me!" he complained, sounding all indignant. "And you're already faster than I am, so what the hell?!" So not fair, how was he supposed to compete with that? Wanting quite badly to lash out at Choi again he stepped forward before stopping, warning himself that his anger was getting a bit out there. Stepping back instead he closed his eyes, groaning as he pinched the bridge of his nose. Doing his best to calm down he took a few deep breaths, bringing his energy back to its normal levels before he looked back at Choi. "Just... Drop it back down, alright? I won't use Ki again, promise."

It was really nice that T'charrl was on their side, Kabocha had absolutely no desire to fight the Kaesstrian for real. Being kicked away like a ball was pretty astonishing, especially when the Kaesstrian had next to no space to really put any swing into that kick, it was all raw power. Shaking his stinging hands he glanced down, trying to decide how best to approach this. T'charrl was really strong, he would have to do his best to avoid being hit. Flying back down then he extended one leg, trying to kick down at the alien. To his chagrin his foot was blocked then grabbed, making Kabocha flop awkwardly in mid air. Not wanting to give any chance for something to happen he swung his body, kicking one of T'charrl's arms with his other leg to break the grip before landing away. Hm... There had to be some weak point aside from those orbs, someway he could attack without getting tossed around. Four arms though... Front attacks were probably a lousy idea. But... What about the back? Smirking at an idea he dashed to the side, picking up speed as he kept moving until he was circling, leaving afterimages here and there. When he was directly behind T'charrl he lashed out, trying to tackle from behind and knock the Kaesstrian over.

Viral stared at Yumi curiously, not quite understanding her need to take things like that through space, “Did you actually bring makeup…?” Maybe battling wasn’t enough to keep Yumi happy, but whatever, it’s not like he had much of a care for it anyway. He had his own entertainment and could go with that for now, not needing anybody or anything in particular to keep him somewhat amused. He wasn’t particularly interested in movies, probably because he was often left wondering why he was sitting around watching somebody else’s creation rather than accomplishing something by himself. He wasn’t in the mood for much anyway, the feeling of having to sit around and remain in pain made him feel pretty lousy. If he wasn’t feeling so bad then maybe he could do something a little higher in the fun factor, but for now he was feeling pretty broken and unable to do much. The thought of fighting against Yumi just felt like an even worse idea, but Yumi seemed so willing to give it a try. Feeling confused and conflicted he rested his head on his arm, trying to think through it, “I might try to bite you or claw your eyes out”, he muttered, looking back to her, “It might be fun or it might be horrific…I don’t know. I’m confused so you think for me…and if you want to risk it…”

Choi may not be terribly strong but he was fast, able to outwit Takeshi easily and get him to see why he didn’t want to use Ki if someone else wasn’t too. If they were allowed to use Ki then that would be fine, but not if one opponent was not willing to use it. That would be like training with Ki against Viral and they all knew how angry he got when that happened. Folding his arms as he stared at Takeshi he let out a huff, lowering his energy, “Alright, if you won’t then I won’t!” he spoke up, smirking a little, “What did you think, though? Imagine the two of us circling you doing that! You’d never stand a chance”. He was feeling pleased with himself, that he was actually able to get Takeshi on the ropes and not end up fumbling when he was trying to show off what he could do. Getting back into a ready position he raised his fists up and getting all energetic again, “Well then, bring it, ya big jerk! I wonder how your brother puts up with you if that’s what you call training…”

T’charrl didn’t know if he was being too rough or was doing the best he could, but either way he was finding his power to be surprising. He could do a lot of damage to an opponent and he felt like he had no weaknesses, at least other than the orbs feeling funny when he was hit. Really he was feeling a little overwhelmed by it, his understanding of what he was capable of barely able to reach a manageable level when he hadn’t fought beyond the desert aliens earlier. Being able to grab Kabocha he clasped it with a fair good grip, his other hand moving up but instead it was kicked away and quickly he released Kabocha. That blow felt a little strange, but then again he hadn’t been hit directly all that much so maybe it was a fluke. Shaking his hand he tried to find Kabocha again, looking around quickly as he tried to follow the strange images. It was odd, it looked like he was there but he didn’t smell like he was there. Trying to be cautious he turned around quickly, trying to catch up to him before he was suddenly struck in the back, his whole body being pushed over and he immediately tumbled down, his chin smacking on the floor with a pretty solid thump.

Yumi saw nothing wrong with bringing some toys with her onboard, it gave them something to kill time when nothing was going on. Plus they were genuinely fun, just not quite as fun as training or visiting new worlds. "Have you ever known me to wear makeup?" Yumi asked, making a face at Viral before smiling, "Of course I didn't bring any, silly. I wouldn't even know what to do with it if I did, I haven't put any on since I was a little girl." That and dresses, it just never appealed to her. Anything super 'girly' had never been her cup of tea, she was more of a boy in some regards. Well... Aside from liking boys. Then again boys could like boys, though that was... Okay, her mind was running away from her now, back on topic! Shaking her head she smiled at Viral, reaching up and trying to flick the tip of his nose playfully. "If you can be so precise with those claws to just get my eyes then my hat's off to you," she joked, giggling a bit. "If I was concerned about this going bad then I wouldn't risk it. I mean, I'm not stupid, I've seen what happens when you change. But I don't think that will happen, we'll take it nice and easy to make sure it doesn't."

Choi was being a real pain, and all because he'd just gotten a little boost of speed. Takeshi was trying to level the playing field to begin with, now it was just back to the way it was before. It was easy for him to get angry over it as he did, but he reminded himself to relax unless he wanted to go all wild over being miffed. Point made anyways, he wouldn't use Ki in any shape or form during their match, even if he still saw nothing inherently wrong with what he did. "If you were both fighting me then Shu would be with me," he pointed out, playing on Choi's fear of the younger boy. Shu was basically attached at his hip, he'd be right there whether he wanted the little guy to be or not. Taking another fighting stance to get ready, a blood vessel on Takeshi's forehead pulsed at Choi's teasing, making him close his eyes and grit his teeth. "Shu doesn't have to give himself boosts with me," he replied, smiling tightly as he stared at Choi, "Because he's faster than me, and almost as strong. So it's fine when I do it with him." Since he wasn't going to be using speed he might as well play to his own advantages and just try clobbering Choi. Darting in he jumped off and forward, twisting around and trying to slam his leg into Choi's side.

T'charrl was really strong, it was kind of like sparring with Takeshi. The best way around that then was to use speed, try and confuse his opponent and put him on guard. But how should he go about that... Fast as he could be Kabocha knew darting straight in was a bad idea, it would only take one solid hit from the Kaesstrian to send him flying. If he could throw his friend off somehow then he'd get an opening, and that's how he'd fight this. Beginning to circle around T'charrl he made use of the afterimage technique, leaving fading silhouettes of himself all over. His plan was to come up behind T'charrl and try knocking him down, immobilize him so he couldn't hit back. Once directly behind the alien, Kabocha jumped in, tackling with his shoulder to try knocking his opponent down. It worked, perhaps a bit too well. Feeling himself connect with a solid figure he shot right over T'charrl's falling form, catching himself on his feet as he skid slightly. The sound of the Kaesstrian hitting the floor carried fairly well, and with an inward wince he looked over, smiling nervously as he scratched his cheek. "Uh... You okay? I hit an orb again didn't I?"

Viral felt confused, unsure as to whether she was being truthful or just trying to cover up her odd habits. Staring at her with tired yet concerned eyes he slowly looked away again, “If you say so…like I would know, anyway”. He didn’t understand humans, but a lot of them did put makeup of themselves for some reason. It had a funny smell and texture to it so it was obviously something that was trying to upgrade probably something to do with those elements. Grumbling a little as he rested his head he growled when she flicked his nose, glaring at her with a frown. He didn’t know how she could doubt him, she had seen the way he fought before so it shouldn’t be something surprising. He was pretty precise with his claws and she should know that, especially considering they were his main weapon when he didn’t use his weapons or energy, “Hmph, if you’re so confident…then fine, we’ll spar…but it’s going to hurt”.

Choi was pretty pleased with himself, but knowing that Shu would join in if Kai fought alongside him made him cringe a little, looking off to the side, “Ehhh…I don’t think that would be fair on Shu…” he spoke, looking back to Takeshi, “He’s so small compared to you! Can’t cover you completely, eh?” Hearing Takeshi speak highly of his brother both made him feel smug and concerned, especially considering the history of the little guy. Even if Shu got mad while he was little he would still do some damage, probably bite people too and give them some sort of disease. Who knew if the kid had been immunised when he was with the King. Getting ready he waited for Takeshi to come at him, throwing his fists up and going into the defensive before having to immediately get to blocking his attacks, twisting around to prevent a blow to the side which could had potentially done a lot of damage. With things getting serious again he tried to use the blow to get back into the flow again, throwing out his own kick before tossing out his own attacks to loosen out his arm after that kick.

T’charrl may had been strong but when it came to blows from behind they were fairly crippling, especially when he had no way to defend against it. Falling on the floor like that sure did hurt, but on the other hand once his brain stopped rattling he felt pretty pleased with himself. He managed to put up quite the fight and his experience had grown incredibly well, but his sense of power and strength wasn’t so quick to stop and take a break. While his intelligence gave him the ability to understand why it was such a weak spot, something else told him he needed to develop defence there and grow in strength to prevent something like that from happening again. Slowly pushing himself up into a sitting position he slowly rubbed his face, “No orb…but, that was great”, he spoke, feeling fairly positive, “I see it as bad for me, as thinking and learning. No need for worry…” If there was one thing he was concerned about was he didn’t feel too normal, his mind still buzzing and his muscles feeling oddly strained. Slowly sitting down again he pulled his feet in towards himself, pressing his claws against the orb on his chest, “Best to stop now…is that okay?”

Yumi wasn't just trying to make Viral feel good, she really wasn't concerned about him changing. Before it had been because of his energy going nuts, and right now he didn't appear to have very much of that. Plus she wouldn't push him to changing, it would be as casual a spar as possible. Giving Viral a playful flick of the nose when he laid his head down she smiled innocently, happy to hear he would agree to her idea. "You're saying that like I haven't been fighting my entire life. I'll be fine, seriously. I'm not some flower who can't take a few hits." Hell, she'd fought with Saiyans before, her boyfriend even to be exact. Yumi was no stranger to being injured, and if all it took was some cuts and bruises to deter her then she'd have given up a long time ago. Catching a waft of food she lifted her head a little, sniffing the air before sighing happily. "That smells so yummy... I hope it's almost done..." Must be if she was smelling it, that meant it was out of the oven. Squirming slightly in her seat in excitement Yumi looked back at Viral, "We'll find an empty room after this and go spar, if you're still up for it. Hopefully you feel better after getting some food in your stomach!"

"Big things come in small packages, ever hear that? Shu's tiny but he packs a punch," Takeshi retorted. If he still had them he could show all of his bruises and bumps he'd gotten from sparring with Shu. It really wasn't like fighting anyone else, the little guy had a style all his own. He almost wanted to call it erratic, but surely Shu had a method to how he fought. Otherwise it would just be flailing, and flailing about was never that effective. And again with the taunting! It was awfully hard to be calm and relaxed when Choi was slinging taunts like that. Now he really was going to pummel his friend. Taking the head on approach he darted in straight ahead, throwing a spinning kick with his weight behind it. He wouldn't boost his speed anymore, sure, but he also wasn't going to hold back on his strikes. He'd make Choi wish he hadn't said anything about the speed boost. Connecting with Choi's arm, Takeshi quickly dropped down to the ground, falling low as he avoided a kick in return. Standing he leaned to the side as another punch came his way, trying to grab hold of Choi's fist and throw one of his own, his fist colliding with Choi's. Releasing the other hand he continued to dodge back and forth, able to avoid but not really attack for now. After a few seconds of continued assault he tried to get in by stepping quickly to the side, swinging out his arm and trying to smack away Choi with the back of his forearm.

Kabocha was all for winning a sparring match, but maiming a teammate wasn't on the list. More so, he really didn't want to piss off T'charrl and have a giant, angry insect hunting him down. After knocking over the Kaesstrian he hurried to his friend's side, apologizing promptly. Thankfully everything seemed good, no becoming bug food today. Smiling he let out a relieved sigh, rubbing the back of his neck, "Heh... Yeah, I didn't think you could fight that well honestly. Though after the way you thrashed the General I guess I shouldn't be all that surprised." T'charrl was awfully close to a Saiyan level of power, and he didn't mean just any old Saiyan. A battle hardened one, someone like them. Compared to where the Kaesstrian had been before changing this was one hell of an improvement. Did it come because of this form though, Kabocha wondered. And if it did there was no knowing if he'd keep or lose his new power when he changed back. "If you want to stop now sure, I don't mind!" he replied, smirking as he offered to help T'charrl up, "How about we call it a draw for now? That was pretty damn close."