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.