Viral had little purpose to his attacks and was going out there just to try and take her down all while not even baring a claw. He still held true to that promise he took for now, keeping his fists tight as he made a leap for her. Trying to go in with one mighty punch. He was taken over by the will to fight despite it being Yumi and only supposed to be a spar, but luckily for her he was avoided and instead grabbed, his body halting from its attack and instead the momentum put into flipping him onto his back. The impact sent shockwaves through his body coming straight from his head, his horns hitting the hard surface rattling his brain. It wasn’t Yumi’s fault, it was a flaw he had because of his current form. Being completely thrown off his mental state he gasped, rolling over onto his front and almost immediately spun around, leaping straight for Yumi with open claws as in out of some sort of reactionary instinct had suddenly awoken.

Shu gave a little nod, sighing, “I hope maybe he’ll be okay with that…even if he doesn’t want to play”, he spoke, shaking his head, “Maybe he’s sad because he is also missing being on the ground?” He couldn’t guess why his friend was being so secluded after he remember how happy he was for having friends but there had to be something wrong. Maybe he just needed someone to talk to or maybe he was feeling a little lost; either way, Shu wanted to help his friend and hope that everything was okay. T’charrl was probably scared of what his mother might think when he hadn’t changed all that much except get a bit fatter and pointy things coming from his arms from time to time, maybe he was scared that he was too far from what he was before. Talking to T’charrl more should cheer him up at least, so long as he wanted to be talked to. “Didn’t I when we were in the jungle? I made a mess…a big mess! It was an awful feeling, but I hope I never did that in the past with family, but I was told not to look because it was bad. It’s just…a scary feeling! I don’t like it, but I guess all that is part of what it like to be Saiyan, right? Except not liking the hurting of people thing…”

It was all Yumi could do to just avoid being pounded into the ground right now. Watching Viral throw punches as he was it was difficult to figure out just how strong his attacks were, though she knew they had been gradually getting stronger as they sparred. She was happy he was finding a rhythm of sorts but wasn't quite ready for an all out fight right now. Nor did she think that was a good idea, even if Viral was trying to get to that point. For a short while all she did was try to evade and dodge, hoping that being a moving target was enough to keep Viral invested and going. He was still angry and agitated though, she could almost sort of feel it, which was odd. Either that or he looked it, she couldn't quite discern what it was. Either way dodging around wasn't going to cut it, she needed to stay in this she figured. Avoiding being smacked to the ground she dashed back at Viral, trying to do the same with him. Getting her hands on his shoulders she grabbed a fistful in each, flipping over him and then flipping him in turn, right onto his back. Landing on the mats barely created any noise and with any luck didn't hurt too much. Certainly didn't look to as Viral was quick to recover, and even quicker to go on the offensive again. Yumi's eyes widened as she was unexpectedly beset upon, Holding her arms out to block as she was knocked to the ground, finding the Beastman on top of her. Pulling her legs up she tried to get them under Viral and push him off, really not liking being pinned. Why was he being so aggressive?

Takeshi couldn't see any reason that T'charrl wouldn't come out with them. A good reason anyways, he was sure their friend would try a few excuses before ultimately agreeing. He didn't get why that was, he'd think T'charrl would want to come spend time with them and not be locking himself up all the time. "T'charrl does get a lot of energy from planets, doesn't he...? Maybe he's not feeling well because we haven't been on one for a few days?" Beyond that he couldn't really guess, what else could be bothering their friend? Now that he considered it this could be nerves about returning to Kaesstra too. That was the plan right now and yet T'charrl was still not his old self, changed and mutated almost beyond recognition to some. It had been their promise to help get him back and they'd done a pretty lousy job of that thus far. It could be he was just afraid of showing up and upsetting someone. "Oh yeah... I guess you did change in the jungle huh? I almost forgot about that... You did level a lot of it too..." Takeshi mumbled, squirming a bit as he recalled the event. "And I don't think being a Saiyan has to evolve going all Oozaru. Though I guess the only way to stop it is to lose your tail..." he added, looking at his brother's tail uncertainly. That wouldn't be happening any time soon, if at all. Shu was much too attached to his tail, literally and figuratively.

"Wait wait wait... So you have that weird monkey form AND an Oozaru form...?" Kabocha asked, leaning past Takeshi to look at Shu. "That doesn't even make sense! How can you have two forms?" Unless you counted things like Super Saiyan, not a single other Saiyan could change two times like Shu could. It just wasn't something their people did, normally. He supposed that Shu was anything but normal in more ways than one. Letting out an exasperated sigh he shook his head, settling back in his chair and glancing down at his empty plate. So the one person in their own group they had to worry about could change not once, but twice. And all it would take was a full moon. Lovely, Kabocha really had no desire to be fighting an Oozaru, certainly not one that was just rampant. "I'm guessing you can't control either form, can you?"

Viral certainly seemed like he was really getting into it all except for his anger levels which were pretty high, his rage hardly able to keep him from going in too hard on Yumi. Being thrown to the floor was hardly a way to stop him from fighting and instead he was straight up again, his paws pressing against the floor before he jumped straight at Yumi with claws open to grab her. He managed to get his paws to force her down as he fell with her, his horns coming pretty close to smacking her on the head on the way down. Having her down meant he was under her control and he was in every position to win. Raising his claws up he let out a snarl, throwing them down only for Yumi to push him straight off. Letting out a grunt his paw went to his chest before moving up to his head, growling lowly. He couldn’t keep it together, his mind feeling like it was crumbling before his concentration all but disappeared as he suddenly let out an angry snarl before immediately going for her with full intent to tear her apart as he slashed down his claws rapidly.

Shu frowned at Takeshi’s conclusion, feeling as if they were causing T’charrl to suffer somewhat by not remaining on a planet for very long. He wouldn’t mind staying on a planet for a longer time than barely a day’s worth himself, but they were in a rush and it definitely wasn’t helping their friend, “We should really stay on a planet more, for all of us”, he spoke, looking down at his plate, “It’ll make him feel better too. I hope he isn’t getting bad energy…” He knew there was bad energy everywhere but if T’charrl was getting a lot of that it couldn’t be very good for him. Maybe if they told him they were going to go back to his home some time he might feel more positive, maybe even find the ability to change back. Looking back to Takeshi he couldn’t help but frown, finding the thought of the jungle being all flattened to be horrifying, “I don’t want to lose my tail…”

No sooner had they started the subject Kabocha was interjecting, his eyes going to him before to Kai. Kai looked pretty concerned himself, his eyes unable to find Choi who was sitting on the other side of Takeshi to see what he was thinking if only for his own reassurance that they all didn’t find him to be freakish; however, unable to see Choi left him feeling self-conscious by a lot, “Uhhh I-I don’t know…” he squeaked, his voice low as he held onto his tail for comfort, “I didn’t used to…only since Father tried to get us…” He didn’t know why he did and it made him scared, knowing he was not normal in the slightest and he didn’t know the answer to that. Staring down he frowned a little when Kabocha spoke up again, slowly petting his tail, “No…I don’t have control…”

Yumi had just narrowly avoided being skewered by Viral's horns, probably a mistake on his part. Her struggles didn't end there however as he tried to capitalize on her current position. She was all for fighting like this, but the way Viral was going about it wasn't right. Something was going wrong, she feared she knew the answer but didn't want to accept it. To avoid being turned into ribbons by the Beastman she pulled her legs up, getting her feet flush against his abdomen before pushing him off, scrambling to her feet once freed. Things had gone from just plain intense to worrisome and she was starting to think they should stop. Before she could so much as voice that idea she was beset on again, Viral wasting no time in coming at her with swipes of his claws. Those were quite sharp, and the indiscriminate way that Viral was throwing them around could lead to a ton of trouble for Yumi if she were hit. "Viral! You're going too far, stop!" she shouted, ducking under the claws, watching as a bit of her hair was caught and cleaved clean off like a razor had struck it. If that hit her skin it was going to do some serious damage. Like it or not the reality of what was happening was abundantly clear, Viral was going berserk and potentially on the brink of changing. Fearing a bit for her own safety Yumi formed a ball of Ki in one of her hands, glancing up at Viral from where she was crouched. "Sorry..." she mumbled, throwing the hand forward and slamming the Ki into him, trying to make him fly backwards.

"We'll go back to a planet as soon as we can I'm sure. Especially if we all complain about it." They were probably taking a leisurely pace for Viral's sake, not wanting to rush things and put him in a poor position. It was fine and all to worry about Viral, every one of them were at some point or another, but they had to keep in mind he wasn't the only one with problems. Takeshi was constantly reminded of that with Shu, he just had no idea how to go about helping him. T'charrl's issues might have fallen to the wayside a little but that didn't make them any less pressing than what the others had. His issues could even be worse for all they knew, none of them probably had any idea just how bad they were considering he never spoke about it. It was settled then, they had to go find their friend after this and spend time with him, maybe they could do something to at least alleviate his problems a little bit. As for Shu... That was another beast entirely, literally. Takeshi had no ideas shy of removing his little brother's tail and that wasn't going to fly with anyone, least of all Shu. Were that suggestion not bothersome enough for Shu, Kabocha had to go and open his mouth, making the younger boy to sound out like a freak. Sending a silent glare in his friend's direction, Takeshi reached over and placed a hand on his sibling's head, giving him a gentle smile. "We'll work on you having control though. You figured out how to use Ki, and how to talk. If you can do that then controlling something you've had all along will be easy!"

Viral had every regard to tear her to shreds at this point and was trying to do so with little prejudice to who she was. He was her opponent and she was an enemy, one that was going to end up tearing him apart if he didn’t in his mind. He couldn’t control himself, even his attacks were irrational beyond anything and he was leaving himself wide open a lot of the time much to his own personal disgust when he could think straight. With every swipe he came close to tearing her open, his pupils thin and eyes wide and angry as he lost every shred of control. Throwing in his claws in one strong attack, Yumi took the opportunity to charge up Ki and throw it straight into him with little prejudice. The attack hit him hard and almost immediately he was sent flying before tumbling, taking the attack with full force before halting as he fell over his horns head over heels, the horns scraping across the floor before he was stopped. That only served to make him angry if dazed, rolling over and pulling his head off the floor he turned to face her, his expression hardly changed before there was a sudden discharge of energy. The energy was erratic at first but with little warning it gathered between his horns before firing straight for Yumi in a sharp burst.

Shu would probably feel better himself if he got to stay on a planet for a little longer than what they were doing before, plus it wasn’t as if they didn’t deserve a break once in a while just because they were flying through Space. It would make them all feel better, he would certainly have a much better time too if he got to play around in the grass or something similar to grass. What he wasn’t feeling good about, however, was how the others were reacting rather negatively to his condition, making him out to be a bit of a freak above anything else. Feeling insecure he kept his knees up and his tail close, squeaking a little when Takeshi placed a hand upon his head. He didn’t know how talking and Ki control was anything like this, but he had a few ideas to why it was so difficult for him and what was causing the difficulty, “Maybe it’s because I know Ki…I-I mean, I didn’t have the problem before I learned how to use it. Maybe it was a bad idea…”

Whatever was going on with Viral was worrisome quite a bit. Yumi didn't know for sure if he was losing control though it seemed likely and had no idea what to do about it. She could always try the whole 'sweet talking' nonsense, though it hadn't quite worked before and it may not work now either. It didn't help that the Beastman was bearing down on her like a wild storm either, that gave little time to think. The only thing that came to her mind was protecting herself, and she did so with a small gathering of Ki. Hardly enough to cause damage, but that wasn't the intent anyways, just to push Viral back. Once he was close enough she pressed the Ki to his abdomen before releasing it, watching in silent relief as he was sent flying back. "Viral, please stop! This isn't fun anymore!" she shouted, just trying to get through to him. Her words were to fall on deaf ears unfortunately, Viral showed no clear signs of stopping. When he rose back up he just had a purely furious look on his face, clearly he hadn't heard her. What's worse was he was gathering energy and doing so at an alarming rate. That would be fair play any other time since she had used it, but Viral loathed using energy. If he was doing it then something wasn't right. Eying the energy uneasily she gasped when it was fired, having to dive to the side to avoid being hit. Behind her she could hear it slam into the wall, a sizzling noise coming from it melting into some of the wall. Rolling when she landed she quickly got back onto her feet, her eyes going to Viral nervously. How was she supposed to stop him? "Viral, it's me! I'm not your enemy!"

It wasn't easy making Shu feel any better, certainly not with the others giving him mixed messages. Takeshi figured the only way he was going to help his brother was take him somewhere alone so they could just have fun, no one around to scrutinize or poke fun at him. Even if it was just their friends being idiots the little guy was getting upset, either that or he just really felt like giving his knees a hug. Smiling sympathetically, Takeshi placed a hand on Shu's head and did his best at trying to cheer his brother up a bit. "Huh... I never though about that before..." he mumbled, taking his hand back and folding both arms over his chest. "But that doesn't make sense... You'd think you changing randomly is because you can't control your energy, not the other way around. So that doesn't sound right..." It wasn't so much an energy issue with Shu energy as it was emotional. Far as he knew anyways his brother would change not because of Ki but due to his emotions running wild, and making him change in turn. He could be wrong, he probably was too, but that was his best guess. "You get angry every time you change, you know? I bet that's it. And... Maybe something Father did makes it harder, sort of how it is for Viral, yeah? Maybe something they're doing for him could work for you... Could always ask Vegeta."

Viral hadn’t meant to fire off the energy or do anything he was doing, but it still happened and he was struggling to bring it together. Finding his mind to be crumbling was the least of his problems, even the pain he was feeling was not a concern. After firing off that energy he was soon standing up, his head in his paws as he tried to find his footing as Yumi called out to him, his energy still sparking off his body erratically. Even with Yumi shouting at him she wasn’t helping any, her shouting merely rattling through his head like nails. Finding it too hard to find calm through that he turned to her and soon enough he was running straight for her, his energy going crazy at this point. He looked like a bomb ready to go off and he was taking all of that straight for Yumi with claws ready, making an erratic leap for her to get revenge for her Ki attack.

Shu didn’t like what he could do and nobody else did either, at least nobody that wasn’t a bad guy. He was scared and worried that he might end up becoming too dangerous for travelling with everyone and would just have to be excluded, even if Takeshi told him earlier he wouldn’t have to. There was always going to be that problem with him and it wasn’t being sorted, just laughed at by others and questioned why he was like that. While Takeshi was trying to comfort him he still felt that unease that came with being observed and questioned, his doubt over his abilities being brought to his ability to control and use Ki. Frowning, looking up to Takeshi when he questioned it too, trying to find a way around it and hope that he was wrong, “That’s the only thing I can think of…I mean, my Ki gets better but my emotions worse…” he mumbled, finding it hard to think around that, “People get mean when they have strong Ki, right…? Like Father…right?” Feeling confused and discouraged, Takeshi brought up another issue he had which was his father tampering with him, a lot of it that wasn’t known to him due to the practice of drugging him up before conducting it, “Maybe…but Mister Vegeta is always so busy. What could he do? What’s going to happen if it’s something bad that was done? I don’t want to hurt people! I want to be able to know what I’m doing and stop myself from doing it…”

Yumi could only see things ending one of two ways now, and one of them was really bad. Either she somehow managed to get Viral to calm down, which seemed far off, and they avoided anyone getting hurt. Or... She had to hurt him to make him stop, which for plenty of reasons was bad. If push came to shove though she'd do it, both to protect herself and Viral as well. If he changed again and went on a rampage there was no telling what might happen, she needed to do something to prevent that. Out of a bit of desperation she tried again just calling out to her friend in hopes her voice would be familiar, that it might do something. The Beastman didn't appear to acknowledge her however and perhaps even aggravated him, as seconds later he was coming back for another attack. Yumi wasn't quite certain, but she swore she could see his energy right now. It was so out of control and erratic it seemed to be spouting off of him in sharp bursts, like electrical discharge almost. It was probably no good at this point, she needed to do something to stop her friend. Holding out both hands she gathered Ki in both, placing them together at the wrists to form a singular, large Ki ball. As Viral leaped up in the air she watched with a pained expression, mouthing the words 'I'm sorry' before letting her energy release in one singular, concentrated blast aimed at knocking her friend away and hopefully out of this fight.

"I really doubt Ki control is doing it, Shu. Wouldn't I have gone and changed too then when I was learning? I mean... We're brothers, so if it happened to you then it would happen to me, don't you think?" They weren't exactly the same, mind you, not like Kai and Choi were. Really unless you knew better then you probably wouldn't guess he and Shu were siblings. They looked and acted completely different, scarcely sharing any traits whatsoever. But even so they shared their Father's genes, so if one thing triggered a transformation for one it should for the other too. "Nah... Goku wasn't mean, yeah? And he was the strongest out of all of those guys before us, so that wouldn't be it. People can be strong and not be mean." Neither of those sounded like they fit, it had to be something to do with emotions. That was about all Takeshi could come up with as an explanation and Vegeta might be able to back it up if he had some time for Shu. Frowning to himself he pushed back from the table a bit, running a hand through his hair, "I don't know... Vegeta can do that therapy stuff with you though, he can figure out why you're changing. I'll try too, but he's better at this mental stuff than I am." Turning to Shu, Takeshi smiled sadly and gave a nod of his head, "I know buddy... I know. We'll make it so you don't have to worry about that anymore, I promise."

Viral couldn’t see beyond the manic energy or his mind crumbling away as it refused to see Yumi as Yumi. She was an external threat while his true consciousness was being crushed under the weight of animal instinct and his erratic energy. He was trying to prevent himself from flailing out at her but with every strain and struggle he was off like a bullet at her to try and destroy her. Throwing his claws down at her with one quick leap his irrational actions and mind was completely caught off-guard by the charging ball of energy, his eyes only catching it before it was fired straight at him. The attack practically hit point blank and with a massive force exploded against him, knocking him a great deal through the air and sending him against the wall. His energy practically forcing its way out of him upon impact and continued to do so when he hit the floor, struggling to contain it. Shaking as he pushed up off the ground his paw went to his head again, ignoring the fact that the Ki blast was strong enough to cause injury. He was losing it but had been long before this happened, but his usual ability to use injury to his advantage was damaged and causing a lot of problems both mentally and physically. Trying desperately to control it the energy was soon creating violent flashes and very quickly he was changing, his feline form emerging with the same mutations from his other forms present but fully formed. Swinging his paws around he let out a roar into them as he went to hold his face, trying to find some sense in what was going on before trying to make his way towards Yumi, his paw going to his head every so often.

Everything was fairly quiet where T’charrl was as he remained secluded, trying to rest up as his head buzzed and he was left fairly dizzy. The anxieties and energy he had taken in from the training session had left him feeling mentally drained as he tried to fight off the inevitable whether he wanted it to come or not. His body was in a state of rest as his mind continued to buzz with goals and ideals for what may happen next, but even with all these urges for more power and solutions to pretty big weaknesses he still went for the idea of holding it off for another day; however, soon he was feeling the need to prepare once more as he was taken out of his rested state. He was once again taken in energy, he could feel it like a hot dense mist flowing into him as fast as it was being expelled. He thought everyone had finished training while the only other people who hadn’t trained were supposed to be busy, not down here near him. Moving a claw to his chest he could feel the warmth gathering inside him, the energy giving off a particularly fearful aura to it. This wasn’t good for him, especially when he was down here and during this time before he even had time to filter the energy he had gathered from before.

Shu hoped Takeshi was right otherwise there would need to be a call for action, but luckily so far his transformations had been fairly spread out and not often. If he was completely out of control he probably would had transformed now because he was so angry at himself, but luckily for him he was able to remain normal while still being angry at himself. “Umm, maybe…? I don’t know; you get pretty angry and tough without needing to change”, he spoke, frowning a little, “I don’t mean in a bad way…I-I mean in a way where you protect others too…but hurt a lot of bad people too…” He didn’t want Takeshi to feel bad and was hoping he wasn’t making him feel as such, especially when he was already feeling pretty bad himself. Sighing a little Shu scratched his ear, looking away a little, “I do like Goku…he’s my idol…” Mumbling a little, he did think about Vegeta trying to figure out his reasons for changing but he was worried that he might be loading Vegeta up with too high a workload, especially when he was trying to figure Viral out, “Really promise? It’s an awfully big promise, though”, he spoke, thinking about its complexity, “I’ll be happy enough with you being there for me”.

Yumi didn't know what more she could do, not when Viral was clearly out of control. She didn't think she had done enough to provoke this, she'd been so darn careful! The fact that something had gone wrong was staring her in the face though, or more like bearing down on her. It wasn't ideal but she had to keep the Beastman away, if he got to her there was no telling what might happen. If she was injured, which was a strong possibility, it would only depress her friend even more. Yet the alternative... With quite a bit of reservations she raised both hands, gathering Ki and firing it off as quickly as she could to drive Viral away. Cringing as she watched her attack connect she quickly cut off the flow, watching somberly as Viral slammed into the wall and crashed to the ground. She had been so insistent that this wouldn't happen, now that it was she didn't know what to do. Things went from bad to worse as her friend began to change too, of all the things they didn't need right now. She might be relieved to see the feline form if he wasn't still all mixed up, since Viral knew how to control that aspect of himself. Slowly and with far less outward aggression he began to approach again, looking to struggle quite a bit in the process. Maybe he was still there... Maybe she could still help him?

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to blast you..." Yumi said, watching her friend worriedly, "You just... I didn't know what to do!" She couldn't offer an excuse because there was none, she had panicked and that was all there was to it. Her fault, and here she was supposed to be helping Viral. Hitting him and blowing him away obviously wasn't the route to take, there had to be some way she could be useful. Staring at her friend she slowly began to notice something, something she couldn't quite place. In the heat of their sparring she hadn't noticed before, but now the lull in action made Yumi aware of an odd sensation around her. It was difficult to explain, it almost felt like the air around her was heavy and... Angry? That didn't make sense, air couldn't be feeling anything. Yet there was this definite sense of madness, as well as a pain and uneasiness. They were emotions no doubt but where were they coming from, and how was she feeling them? This was all so confusing, she hadn't a clue what was going on any more. If they were emotions, she told herself, they had to be coming from someone else. She certainly wasn't angry, she knew that much, and the only other person in the room was Viral. Eying the Beastman, Yumi blinked in surprise, making the guess that it must be his emotions she was picking up on. But how in the world was she doing something like that?

"Yeah, I know you don't mean it in a bad way, relax Shu," Takeshi said, smirking as he shrugged his shoulders, "I just don't think that power makes you angry, or evil. I mean... Maybe those people are always like that, and they just couldn't do anything before since they didn't have the power, you know? Maybe once they get the power you really see what they're like." Now that sounded like some psychological mumbo-jumbo, he'd probably picked that up from one of Vegeta's ramblings somewhere along the line. There were good and evil people in the world, that was a given, but he doubted the reason for a person being either was just their Ki, or how much power they had. Goku was a perfect example of being a good person with a ton of power, and Shu recognized that much. So it wasn't Ki, that much seemed pretty clear so far. "Really promise, I said I'd do it, didn't I?" Takeshi asked, "Big promise or not, I'm doing it. You're my little brother, I'm always going to be around to help you, you know that." He may not be the best with words sometimes, or actions even, but he really did care about Shu. Sure, he may know a few more things than his brother but this family business was just as new to him as it was to Shu. Both were learning as they went along, and they both needed one another for that.

Viral had a rough idea to where Yumi was, but his recognition of Yumi had gone beyond his understanding to who she actually was and merely saw her as a chaotic force that was destroying his mind. He needed to stop this and her being there represented all that was making him feel like this, even if she was his friend. As he stumbled and tried to find some way to control himself his angry eyes remained on her, staring at her through the madness that clouded his vision. Everything had started off so simple, but now he was completely losing it. Growling as he made his way towards her he soon let out an angry roar, his paw removing itself from his face as he dropped down on all fours and ran for her, his movement hardly being anything graceful with every intent to pounce at her no matter what angle he managed to balance himself at.

T’charrl felt he was in the right place for this, he even had the sugar ready just incase he needed it; then again, he didn’t even know why he was thinking like this. It felt like a primitive instinct was kicking in, but he didn’t think warriors of ancient times would hide away whenever they experienced metamorphosis so maybe it was his own nervousness that was twisting it into fear and need for seclusion. Maybe it was, possibly because it left him very vulnerable during and after, but that was an odd flaw that would reduce a warrior to a coward during a vital and life changing time. And there he was again, thinking about it happening soon and his acceptance over it. He should stop doing that before it started prematurely, at least before he wanted it to happen. Slowly moving his large claws under his frame he slowly pushed his chest away from the ground, taking in deep breaths to try and calm the energy inside him. His orbs were glowing on and off as the energy built up, his insides feeling like a sponge building up moisture that continued to move around and threaten to spill.

Shu was feeling a little more comfortable if only because he was forcing himself to, trying to ease the worry so that he could feel safe with Takeshi. He didn’t like feeling so mentally vulnerable, but things had to get better if he thought about them getting better. Sighing, Shu looked up to Takeshi and gave a little nod, hoping he was right about that, “Yeah…but I don’t think I’ll be really strong like them, though”, he spoke, scratching his head a little, “I don’t feel like I can get to that strength”. Shu didn’t even think he could surpass his brother and if Takeshi turned evil upon getting more power then he probably would too, making him worry for his future as well as his brother’s. If they both became evil then they would need to be taken down too, just like all bad guys. Frowning at that thought he looked away, his hands still holding onto his tail securely, “I hope you’re right. I don’t want to be alone again”, he spoke, shaking his head, “I don’t ever want to be alone again. I can’t stand it…”

“…Well, as…’touching’ as that was…” Kai spoke up, looking between the two before standing up, “If you’re about finished, it would be awfully nice if some washing of certain dishes was done by people other than me or Choi since we made the meal. Any leftovers can be stored for snacks since practically all of this is snack food, alright?”

Feeling all of these emotions coming from Viral was throwing Yumi off in so many ways. She had no idea why or how she was picking them up nor what she should do about it. Maybe it was the fact she was now part Beastman, there might be some weird link between her and Viral. Though she had never noticed it before so that didn't make sense, she'd have picked up on it sooner. There was so much she had no clue about right now and there was no time to think it over, Viral was on the attack yet again. Her fitful pleas had done her no good, she'd have to try and find some way to settle down her friend. Poising to dodge any attack she dashed to the side as the Beastman pounced on where she had stood. There had to be something she could do about this, some way she could help Viral without hurting him. It was incredibly difficult to think about anything though with the Beastman bearing down on her. Reaching out when he closed in again she placed a hand on his shoulder and jumped up, using her friend as a sort of springboard to get over and land behind him. Just to keep him away she reached back and pushed against his rear with her foot, hoping to knock him off balance and get room between them. She needed time to think and figure out how to fix this, and find out why she was feeling what Viral was feeling.

"There's nothing keeping you from getting that strong, you can do it if you really work your tail off. I know I'm going to get that strong some day!" Well, maybe not quite as strong as Goku had been. He'd reached a level of strength that was, simply put, absurd. Far as Takeshi could recall the only beings that could even fight with Shu's idol were gods, and even then it was a fairly close contest. So maybe not exactly as strong as Goku, but it'd be neat if they could reach Super Saiyan, or an Ascended Saiyan, or anything for that matter. He and Shu were the children of a Super Saiyan too, and while he was scarcely grateful for their Father he figured their heritage gave them a bit of a plus when they were trying to get stronger. The two of them fighting all out were likely the strongest here currently, and that was certainly a nice feeling to have. Poor Shu, while his older brother was off living in some fantasy world the little guy was still a nervous mess. "You're not going to be alone again, I'll make damn sure of that. No one's going to do that kind of thing to you ever again buddy." Takeshi would sooner die preventing it then let Shu be subjected to that kind of probing and testing again. His little brother was much too sensitive for that sort of thing, anyone was really, even Viral had broken down from it.

This was nice, getting to just have a pleasant little chat with Shu. Nice right up until Kai had to go and interrupt them, what a mood killer! Glancing over at their friend, Takeshi smiled slightly before nodding his head, getting up from his chair as well. "Alright, we'll do it since you guys cooked. I'm sure Kabocha couldn't be bothered to do something so... Menial," he joked, grinning at his friend's annoyed response. As if washing dishes was difficult at all to do, and it really wasn't all that bad considering the food wasn't exactly messy. They could have this done in minutes then be well on their way to seeing T'charrl, who hopefully given a bit more time would be open to playing. Starting to grab plates and stack them up he glanced over at Shu, nodding to the silverware and cups. "Get all of that and bring it to the kitchen, will you? Just put it right in the sink for me, I'll be right in."

Kabocha bit his tongue, refusing to take the bait and instead brushed Takeshi off. His friend was right though, no way was he going to wash dishes, it was disgusting. The plates were all greasy, and the silverware had been in someone else's mouth. If the brothers were more than happy to take the job he wasn't going to deprive them of that chance. Getting out of his seat he pushed his dishes over to Takeshi, smirking as he stepped away from the table. "You two have fun washing those, be sure not to miss anything." Turning then to Kai and Choi he nodded before making his way towards the door, rubbing his hands together then against his pants to get a bit of lingering mess of. "Thanks for the food you two! I'm going to go make sure mother and father haven't killed each other!" Or rather his mother hadn't gone all mental and killed his father, the latter was just a layabout. Sure he was a noble and had power in his own right, but out here that meant very little to these people. Since strength mattered most right now his mother was actually the more important of the two, and she'd certainly been enjoying the change in standings.

Viral had every intention to kill her with his attack whether he was strong enough or not, the pain surging through him hardly giving him a break from that thought. Something had to be punished for making him feel like this and destroying whatever was moving had to be done to find some relief from it. Running straight for Yumi with erratic steps he immediately pulled up a set of claws, but before he could get close to Yumi she had made a jump, his eyes barely able to follow before he was subsequently kicked in the backside just as he tried to make a turn. His feet swung around to the side causing him to land on his side, roaring in pain when he landed on his fin before he managed to force his claws into the mats. With furious eyes he tried to find her again, his sharpened glare managing to catch sight of her before he was after her again and very promptly, swinging out with furious energy following after him.

T’charrl felt like he should make sure he closed the door properly, but really that whole movement would had just been reassurance that it wasn’t going to happen so soon. The room was completely dark yet he could see, but he knew the others wouldn’t be able to see him so well so it was definitely a suitable hiding place; however, it sure did feel lonely. He spent a lot of time in this room for those just incase moments when he wasn’t in his own room and it definitely felt brutally empty when it was practically soundproof for him. He couldn’t think about that kind of stuff, it was probably extremely bad to be thinking of that when he was probably so close to changing. Slowly moving a set of claws to his head he tried to calm himself and expel negative thoughts, not wanting what happened before to happen again.

Shu didn’t know what Takeshi meant by that but he figured it was good, his hope that he might yet become a powerful warrior one day being slightly higher. His fear that he might become a worse monster than what hid away inside him because of power was not terribly high and Takeshi was managing to squash that down even more, making him feel confident that he would be able to follow after his idol Goku. Staring up at Takeshi he finally gave a little smile, immediately looking a lot happier than he did before, “I won’t be alone again…yeah, I will like that a lot”, he sighed, lowering his head a little in a nod, “I am never going to be…” Squeaking a little when Kai suddenly spoke up he looked to him immediately, tilting his head before looking up to Takeshi. Shu didn’t know if it was a good idea to be allowed to clean up, but if Takeshi wanted him to then he would follow, at least to be away from the others. Quickly glancing to the table upon Takeshi’s indication he gave a little nod, standing on his seat, “Okay…I won’t drop! I promise!” Making a scattering grab for all the cups and silverware he climbed onto the table to retrieve it all, gathering it up in his arms before jumping off and hopping into the kitchen.

Choi was a little freaked out when Shu suddenly jumped up but it was nothing beyond him suddenly standing up, watching the kid take everything that was possible to fit in his arms and hopping away like some weird animal. It wasn’t the most appealing thing to watch, but it wasn’t as if it would put him off eating or drinking from those. Looking to his brother for a moment they both stared at each other, Kai letting out a sigh before Choi turned to Kabocha as he made plans for himself. So of course he was not going to ditch the other two and retreat to his parents, “Make sure your dad doesn’t smell food on you first! He might just try to eat you!”

The only thing Yumi could do right now was avoid Viral and try to think of a way to help him. Pretty difficult to think things through when something was trying to maul your face off, this might take a moment. Striking her friend would only make things worse even if she had this reflex to do so while being attacked, instead she would have to keep moving around. Jumping over the Beastman she have him a kick in the rear, just attempting to keep space between them for her own safety. Setting her feet back on the floor she looked over her shoulder and was made to jump away yet again, Viral was giving her no breathing room. As if dodging just his physical self wasn't bad enough that erratic energy sprouting off of him was probably dangerous too. If it was like his regular energy then it would be quite hot, being hit by that would obviously be bad. "Viral, you have to stop! I don't want to fight you!" Yumi said, gasping as she was nearly cleaved down her front by a set of claws. Not sure what to do whatsoever she kept moving away from Viral, desperately trying to find a way to stop him. Restraining him would be best but that meant getting in close, and burned in the process. Worst case she'd do that, but only if nothing else worked. "Please Viral, stop fighting!"

Dishes wasn't normally something Takeshi did, unless he was at home, they usually managed to stick that fun job on someone else. Doing it now wasn't all bad though, it meant he and Shu could get away from the others, and with luck the latter would perk up a bit. Plus they should give T'charrl a bit more time, seeing how nervous he was before. Last thing they should do is walk in on him while he was trying to have some alone time and make him feel bad or uncomfortable. Gathering up the plates and serving dishes he delegated Shu to cleaning up the silverware and glasses, an easy enough job. For anyone but the little Saiyan anyways, most people would stack the cups and stick the silverware inside of it. In his infinite wisdom however Shu just clumped it all together in his arms, making quite the scene of cleaning up as he jumped off then off of the table. Seeing the twins' reaction, Takeshi chuckled slightly, being a bit embarrassed by his brother's antics. "He's enthusiastic... That's good right...?" Probably best to get in the kitchen, make sure Shu wasn't shoving utensils down the garbage disposal. Kicking in his seat with his foot Takeshi hurried after his brother, relieved to find the little guy just standing there idly. "Set it on the counter next to the sink, I'll clean it," he said, placing the plates down just to the side of the sink. Looking around and poking through the cabinets he found a sponge and some soap, rolling up his sleeves and turning on the water to get started.

He didn't have to cook and he didn't have to clean, it was almost like being home again. Though the bed back home was certainly nicer, and he had more than just this armor and odd Earth clothing to wear. Waving off Takeshi and Shu, Kabocha started for the door, set on finding his folks and making sure they were behaving themselves. His father was more or less a spineless slug since leaving Kortal, and his mother was even more crazy than usual. He couldn't help but imagine walking in to find his mother beating up his old man, or yelling her head off over something silly. That was pretty normal for his family, yet those two stayed together and were supposedly happy. Whatever, love was confusing. "Har har, very funny," Kabocha said, glancing back at Choi before smirking, "Speaking of eating... I wonder what Shu would do if I told him you were hiding fruit from him?" He'd let that sink in, it would be a nice little card to play if he ever felt like getting back at that trickster Choi. Waving to the twins again he left the mess hall behind and strolled out into the corridor, humming to himself as he began the walk back to his room.

Viral was having a difficult time trying to get her but he was still trying to, throwing his arms around in an attempt to cleave her. He was in a lot of pain and with each spark of energy he felt a sharp pain travel through him. There was a lot of it and he was completely driven mad by it, his determination to get rid of it being linked to trying to get rid of Yumi too. He didn’t know what he was doing and didn’t mean to attack her, but that certainly wasn’t evident with the way he looked as he tried to kill her. Roaring angrily and trying to find some sort of relief he continued to lash out at her, snarling whenever he missed and soon enough was reaching for his head again as Yumi called out to him to stop. He was struggling to contain himself and even if he didn’t recognise Yumi’s form he was soon being brought to a halt from all his lashing out; however, no sooner was he struggling he was soon trying to grab her instead of lash out, his energy running pretty high with his high emotions.

Shu didn’t mind helping, but it wasn’t as if he knew how to properly do it and was just gathering a whole bunch of stuff that he was told to take and brought them into the kitchen. He wasn’t very good at figuring out the best way to gather all this stuff but he was still trying. Waiting around for Takeshi to come into the kitchen he tilted his head when he finally came in, giving a little smile before wandering over to the sink and rising up on his tail to drop everything beside it, “I don’t really know how to wash things”, he spoke, feeling a little confused over how it’s done, “I’m not very good at washing myself apart from jumping in water and going paddle-paddle in it. Is it the same as washing when you wash me?”

Choi had a good snicker over his joke until Kabocha decided to make a comeback too, frowning at his words, “Hey man I ain’t letting that little furball anywhere near me or my food”, he spoke up quickly, shaking his head, “Who knows how many hairs he’d get in it too…” Feeling a little grossed out by that he gave a shake of his head, groaning a little before looking to Kabocha, giving him a wave. It was Choi’s and Kai’s plan to go to have a rest too, feeling pretty tired from all that eating. They had already discussed it even if the others didn’t know, but of course that was their own little thing. “Takeshi! We’re going to our room! Have fun with the dishes!”

It may well be a moot effort, but Yumi was going to try to plead with Viral one last time. Even if he was able to recognize her it might not do any good, but right now she had no other plans. For a moment or two it appeared as though she'd managed to do it, the Beastman stopped his assault and appeared to be struggling with himself. "That's right Viral, I know you can hear me!" she said hopefully, managing a small smile, "You need to relax, one of us could get hurt if you don't!" No sooner had those last few words left her lips did her friend snap again, coming back after her again ferociously. Their intention of having a simple sparring session was far out the window now and she was just trying to stay safe, so there wasn't much reason any longer to hold back. She wouldn't fight Viral, that wasn't what she had in mind. There was a way she could hopefully avoid him and buy some time to think things through. Waiting until he was nearly close enough to grab her, Yumi jumped up in the air and took to flying, going up far as close to the ceiling as she could get. Then, using her speed she tried to dart around the room and confuse Viral, hiding off in the far corner to get a moment's reprieve. Once she was situated she closed her eyes, inhaling deeply then exhaling in the same manner, trying to almost meditate as Geoffrey had shown her back on Earth. She had to be calm, relax and be careful about what she would do next. With no immediate incoming danger she managed to slowly get her breathing back under control, and with it her heightened state became more calm and relaxed too. Right... Now what was she going to do about Viral?

This sure was a lot of dishes, considering that Yumi and Viral's mess was in the sink as well. So it would be a little more work than Takeshi had bargained for, both cleaning and packing away whatever was left over. Good thing he didn't mind getting a bit messy because there was a ton to throw away too. Placing the plates to the side of the sink he rolled up his sleeves, pointing out a spot for Shu to set his load as well. "Want me to show you how? It's easy to do, you can probably do it." Grabbing the nearest sponge he dumped a fair bit of soap into it, giving it a squeeze to get it in there. Next he grabbed the plates that had food left on them, starting to dump what they weren't saving in the trash and placing those that they were saving off to the side; wrapping up the plates in their entirety would be much quicker than finding containers for them. "I guess it's kind of the same? Though I don't use a sponge on you... That would be weird... Just watch me, I'll show you how it's done," he added, pausing to peer out the window at Kai and Choi, "I'll try not having too much fun! Thanks for the food!" he called back. "Now then, first thing you want to do is get the water on, and you gotta use warm water, otherwise the food might not come off. When you do that, hold the plate or whatever you're cleaning under the water and start scrubbing." Since he knew words were a bit lost on Shu he opted to show as well, grabbing the first plate and getting a stream of water going. Using the sponge, Takeshi carefully got every little crumb off before rinsing the suds off, placing the wet plate in a strainer. "Easy, right? Want to try?"

Viral needed to get a hold of her right now, his paws making quick attempts to snatch her with rapid succession. He didn’t feel the need to claw her apart but instead was trying to desperately take hold of her before she got away again. Jumping to the sides to try and get her, leaping out at her simply made Yumi take to the air instead and out of his reach. Letting out an angry snarl he watched her in the air, chasing after her on the ground and even trying to jump up at her where she moved every time. He didn’t know what was happening and was trying to catch her, but surely enough she was too quick for him in the air and was throwing him off fast. Snarling and hissing when he struggled to find her again he hastily looked around, finally finding her in the corner of the room. Hissing angrily he made his way towards her, his eyes on her at all times before he strangely started to slow down, eventually completely stopping in his run. Huffing and panting his energy died down slightly, buzzing a little but hardly enough to be too hot to come close to him. Letting out a loud groan he moved his paws to his head, slowly rubbing it as he attempted to help ease the overall pain.

T’charrl wasn’t having such an easy time trying to ease his own troubles, the energy concentration instead getting a lot worse. He couldn’t stop it now as much as he tried, already feeling his body tense up and everything feel tight. The energy within was a ferocious animalistic type, hardly the fearful energy from before that made him this or the artificial mutated energy from the General that started all of it. Nevermind worrying about his largest form, but then again his largest form took on the new features of his new forms so whatever happens it was going to appear much more ferocious. He could only keep wishing he was going to finally be settled and find his true form, trying to think of that primarily beyond the fury and powerful energy. Soon he was beginning to hiss and gasp, his body shaking as everything felt like it was squashing him.

Shu wanted to know how this was done if only to feel better about possibly being seen as normal. Slowly raising up on his tail and watching Takeshi his eyes followed his every move, tilting his head when the food was dumped before letting out a sigh, “I still don’t know why you do that…even if you said earlier…” he mumbled, feeling a little lost as to why the food was bad enough to throw away. It didn’t seem too hard to do all of that, just scrape it away, but a lot of the food was also spared, “Is that for later? I hope so”, he spoke up, pointing to it before looking back to the sink. It was an odd ritual to get everything clean, watching as he made sure every bit of food was off while the plate got soaked and bubbly, “Scrubbing? Strange word, funny word…” he spoke, tilting his head the other way as he was offered to try. Bouncing a little closer to the sink he stared into it, picking up a plate and giving a little nod, “O-Okay…I won’t break things either! I’ll be good, I will be”. Making a grab for the sponge he moved the plate over to the tap, letting it sit underneath it before hastily rubbing the sponge against the plate, not quite understanding what he was trying to do.

Yumi had to take to the air, it was the only way she could feasibly get away from Viral. If he tried using an energy attack again then she was back to dodging, but so long as he didn't do that she was safe. All she needed was a moment, time to collect her thoughts and figure out how to help her friend. He usually changed because he was angry, right? Or was that only Shu? All this running around she was doing had scrambled her thoughts, so dashing about a bit to try and throw off her friend she eventually found herself up high in a corner. Certain she had at least a few brief moments to herself, Yumi closed her eyes and began breathing deeply, managing to settle her heart rate and breathing to near normal levels. With the risk of being mauled gone she found herself able to relax a bit, now she could really think of what to do. He would change back if his energy ran out, so maybe just tiring Viral was the best way to do this. With his energy shooting off like static it shouldn't take long, and he'd only have to rest to recuperate. She would try that for now, and if that showed no signs of working she'd go for another plan. Nodding to herself she opened her eyes, surprised to find Viral not far off from where she was, looking like he had been coming after her. Odd though, he wasn't growling or even looking her way, but rather appeared to be nursing a headache. Unable to hide her optimism, Yumi slowly descended towards her friend, keeping in the air a bit just for safety measures. "Viral...? Are you feeling better...?" she asked, smiling slightly, "Did you uh... Calm down?"

Washing dishes was easy, so much so that even Shu ought to be able to do it. Takeshi only bothered with a brief explanation and showing then before handing off the reigns, or sponge, to his brother to let him try. "You think everything is a funny word, doofus," the older boy remarked, smirking as he stepped aside, "Just be gentle, and try to get any bits of food off the plate. Then after you do that rinse the soap off and put it where I put mine." This wasn't too bad of an arrangement, really. If Shu could wash the dishes then that meant his older brother didn't have to do them, he'd handle putting food away. Running his hands under the water for a moment to clean them he began shaking them dry, wandering around to find something to seal the food. Digging through the cabinets he found what he was looking for after a moment, taking out a box of plastic wrapping and a few small bags. The big stuff he'd wrap up, any of the plates that had a ton of stuff left; Small dishes would just be dumped in the bags and sealed. Tearing free a few sheets of plastic wrap he began to pack away their leftovers, glancing over at Shu after a moment to see how his brother was doing. "What do you suppose T'charrl's up to right now...? Sleeping?" Takeshi asked, turning back to the work at hand, "Maybe we should sneak in and surprise him! Though I don't want him dusting himself if we scare him..."

Viral felt confused and unable to understand what he was feeling, especially when it was such a sudden feeling of calm taking over him. The burning in his head was beginning to die down and his mind was clearing up if slightly, even if the pain remained. Groaning at his own misfortune his ears twitched when Yumi spoke up, his eyes slowly looking up to Yumi. His pupils were still sharp but were gradually trying to focus, Yumi’s calming tone getting through to him where panic could not. Trying to find reason again he took in deep breaths, still holding his head as he looked away. It was as if he was trying to find reason behind all of this, trying to understand what was happening. Growling lowly he looked up at her again, his eyes trying to focus on her and see passed his crippling power.

T’charrl’s orbs were fully lit with powerful energy, his body practically leaking it as it altered him on the inside. Slowly trying to move away from his current place his body soon creaked and groaned, his head clouding up. Finding it hard to breathe his secondary paws slowly moved to his chest, his claws reaching out towards the orb as it pulsated with power before releasing the energy into his body in sharp bursts, signalling the start of his metamorphosis. Gasping as his whole body began to glow lightly he was soon feeling his body expand as his mind threatened to explode. Despite his struggles for the norm his body was going in the opposite direction as his shoulders and collarbone widened with muscle at first before thick course fur grew wildly like a massive mane, his spine managing to swell beyond his frame and force out some four large long flexible spines. He would had screamed if he could, he didn’t want to turn into even more of a monster and yet that was happening. Finding it hard to do anything about his changes he could only forward it, trying to force it out faster by concentrating on it. As his abdomen lost a bit of weight around his stomach his back grew more rounded, his fur continuing to disappear from the increasing bulge and making way for hardened layered skin with the spines on top.

He probably could die if something like this was interrupted so he was glad that it didn’t happen spontaneously in a fight, but even then it was frightening over what he was becoming. With a huge furry and bony mass sticking out of his back his body couldn’t hold the weight up any longer, his legs bending and shaking as he struggled. He was not given a break; his lower abdomen was growing out largely too with tail-like movement, large bony spines forming all along down it deceptively covered up with patterned fur. Struggling to keep up his legs gave in completely, his body dropping but luckily he was soon compensated as his legs strengthened and his feet widened at the base. His legs were certainly furry giving the illusion of clothing, the ends dragging on the floor behind him. Silently roaring in motion his secondary arms tensed up his claws pointing out as they very quickly grew longer and more dexterous while his arms lengthened to the point where his claws would drag naturally as he stood, his fur lengthening into a flowing motion as well. As his softer underbelly hardened into muscle a bony structure emerged like ribs forcing their way out of him, the ribs meeting with the mass on his back. Raising his main arms up above his head he stared up at them, his eyes maddened as he watched his arms lengthen and fatten up, a horrible pain coming from them before spines burst out of them and ran along the outside of his arm. With the blades emerging out of response he lowered them in pain, the blades only growing longer and thicker as they became more established with his new anatomy but unfortunately his claws also grew longer too, turning into knives themselves that he could bend.

Despite the graceful mass of fur growing out of his arms he was left pretty traumatised, his new body hardly anything that he wanted it to be. Looking down at himself for only a moment his head snapped forward, his growl turning into a toothy snarl before he moved his claws to his head, grasping onto it. The orb pulsated like a bad headache, but the headache was worse than he thought as his skull expanded with the orb, his brain increasing in mass much more rapidly than it had before. While his head was growing larger to accommodate his body his brain never expanded like this, a sudden mass of information spilling from the orb into his mind. With the orb looking like a ball sticking out of his head he slowly moved his claws up to it but was interrupted as large horn-like structures grew from his brows and formed along beside the orb, his thickened long antennae shielded by them. So much had changed with him, not even his wings had formed again as they deteriorated to form anew, but as a long horn grew from his snout and his teeth decided to take a more sabre-like route he simply collapsed forward.

Shu didn’t understand a lot that Takeshi said to him and probably wouldn’t get the answers out, especially when he didn’t know he was being insulted, “Ooh! Don’t say that or I’ll ask Yumi what some of the things you say means!” he squeaked, bouncing on his tail a little in response, “Gentle! No bad things…slidey and slippy!” He couldn’t hold the dish very well he soon found out, the way he used his hands not suited for holding a plate nevermind a sponge. His knuckles scraped along the plate too, tilting his head as if thinking it would cause his hand to tilt the right way. He wasn’t very good at holding stuff, his knuckles were constantly tilted inwards due to growing up using them that way so it was natural for him. Staring at the plate as if checking to see if it was okay he ran it under the water and moved to put it away with the others, dragging soap to it and nodding at his work, “I did it! I think…” he spoke, staring at it curiously. He didn’t get all the dirt off it apparently after looking at it, making him feel a little sad. He was sure he got all of it but maybe the way he held the sponge didn’t help much. Staring at it he soon squeaked when Takeshi spoke up again, looking off to him before shaking his head, “That’s mean! He says he doesn’t sleep as much as we do”, he spoke up, knowing he’d feel guilty for interrupting his rare sleep, “We can still find him, but not scare him if he’s sleeping…I mean, he went away awfully quickly after training so I don’t think he wanted to be up much longer. I hope he’s okay…”

Viral was calming down, he was actually starting to calm down. Yumi hadn't a clue as to why that was or how it came about, not that she cared. All that mattered was it looked like his rampage was coming to an end, somehow they had avoided a worst case scenario. Even if her friend was stopped for the moment she still moved forward with caution, slowly descending and not quite landing as she hovered just before the Beastman. When their gaze met she could tell that Viral was very much there, struggling but there. "Oh thank goodness... That was really bad for a second there..." she mumbled, setting herself down just before her friend. Breathing a sigh of relief she wiped her forehead on her arm, releasing an uneasy laugh as she looked around the room. Some scratches on the floor here and there, not to mention parts of the mat were now shredded. Pretty obvious what had happened here, though the floor and mats were easily replaced and fixed. "I think we're done for now, sorry. After that I'm not really up for sparring at the moment." Smiling she sat herself down on the floor, draping her arms over her knees as she leaned back slightly. Okay, so maybe they ought to have listened to Vegeta, he knew more about Viral's condition than she did. Couldn't blame a girl for trying to have some fun though; You could, but Vegeta had better not try. The only reason Viral even agreed was he was always being cooped up, he probably needed this even if it had gone sour. "Let's uh... Let's rest for a minute, then we'll try getting you to change back. I don't think we should be going anywhere just yet."

Giving Shu a nervous look, Takeshi smiled a bit before reaching over and giving his brother a pat on the back. "H-Hey now, let's just leave what we talk about between us, alright? Yumi doesn't need to know the kind of language I use." She'd probably kill him if she knew half of the words that came out of his mouth. He didn't get why, Shu might be a bit naive but he was hardly a little kid; Takeshi and Shu were nearly the same age if he remembered right. The spectacle of his little brother trying to hold dishes distracted the both of them, and he couldn't help but chuckle at the display. What was so difficult about holding plates was beyond him, even if they were dirty. He did notice how strangely Shu was trying to grip them, pretty odd considering a plate wasn't the most technical thing to get a hold of. A bit of work later and the little guy had nearly finished his first plate, albeit missing a few spots here and there. Smiling encouragingly Takeshi stood behind Shu, grabbing his arms and helping him through the motions to clean away the rest of the grime. "Alright, no surprising T'charrl, you made your point," he replied, taking the now clean plate and setting it aside, offering Shu another. "I'm sure he's fine. He did seem sort of nervous though after training, maybe he wasn't feeling well? Hm... Think we should bring him a bit of fruit? Could be that he's hungry."