"I can probably avoid you if you attack me, I did last time. And maybe you can do whatever it was that calmed you down too?" There still wasn't any clear explanation for why Viral abruptly stopped before, nothing that really spoke out and said 'I'm the solution, use me!' Shame too because it was sort of driving Yumi mental not knowing what it was. Vegeta had apparently developed a method of bringing Viral out of this state but she hadn't been told it and the Beastman was anything but willing to share that with her. Much as she could probably prod and ask over and over there wasn't a snowball's chance in hell she was going to find out. Not a complete loss, it just meant she was going to have to find her own method to helping Viral. After quite some time of being unable to do such a thing it was realistically unlikely that she was going to accomplish this, but hey, today could be the day. Upon reaching his room Viral went on inside, and Yumi was quick to follow behind him. His bedroom was near spotless and untouched, just a sign of how much time the Beastman had spent with Vegeta as of late. Maybe they had been working a bit too much, good thing then they were both taking a break from tests. Watching Viral take a seat in the center of the room she gave a sympathetic smile, walking over to him and standing at his side. "You've got the neatest bed in the whole ship I bet, so brownie points to you," Yumi said, trying to lighten the mood a bit. With a slight giggle she reached out and teasingly scratched Viral's head, eying him cheekily, "Though I guess cats can't have chocolate huh?"

Holding onto T'charrl and transferring energy was one of the wierdest sensations ever. It wasn't like normal Ki sharing where you controlled the flow and could cut it off at any point. Rather, sharing with the alien was more like having someone siphon your energy away, quite a scary sensation. Haku was close to just tearing himself away from T'charrl and leaving the rest to Shu, not wanting to be drained into a prune. Feeling the alien shift beneath him abruptly the Saiyan gasped and looked down expecting something to come swinging at him, but instead saw a sudden puff of fur basically sprout out of T'charrl. First a small clump on his back, then another on his shoulder, and another on his side. Gradually it looked like fur was re-emerging all over his body, and that wasn't all that was changing. His size was diminishing and the spikes were shrinking too, he was becoming a fair bit smaller. Quickly getting off of T'charrl he backed off a bit, looking down at his hands curiously to find his palms were red, as if he'd been slapping something repeatedly. Weird... Next time someone else could do that energy transfer business. "Gah, would you stop doing that?! It's weird hearing a ghost, or whatever you are!" Haku snapped, yet again being startled by the Spirit. Wow, this was weird, now he was beginning to see something floating there too. Holy crap it was a ghost! Recoiling slightly at the sight of it he stayed firmly where he was, making an awfully confused face when he was thanked for what he had done. "Uh... No problem? I guess? And you mean Takeshi...?" Glancing over at the older Prince he shrugged, figuring that was by and far the least dangerous thing he'd done today. Getting to the point where he loomed over the Prince he leaned down, slowly reaching out to smack the other boy in the fact. Before his hand got there though Takeshi abruptly shot up and the two smacked heads, sending Haku down onto his back this time a bit dazed.

What in the hell was that?! Last thing he remembered was seeing some freaky bug thing, and now his head hurt like hell and everything was all quiet. Oh jeez, was he dead? He really hoped not, he still hadn't gotten a girlfriend! And Shu would be all alone, and... Oh wait, his eyes were still closed. Opening one slowly he winced as he nursed his head, peering into the storage room again. Expecting that monster to still be there he scooted back preemptively, stopping a few feet away and staring into the room. There was no big bug monster anymore, rather a little bug... Not monster. Wait a second, was that T'charrl? What happened to the nightmare fuel he had just seen a second ago? And there was Shu standing over their friend looking quite confused, which was nothing terribly new. If that had been T'charrl before then he must have changed back, and that meant he was better! Breaking into a smile he began moving back into the room, pausing briefly and looking at the dazed Haku confused before sighing, reaching down and pinching the other boy's nose. It took a second but pretty quickly Haku began flailing and Takeshi let go, smiling as he turned his attention back over to his brother and friend. "Shu...? What the hell is going on? What happened to T'charrl?" A closer look at the Kaesstrian revealed all was not completely well, not just yet. He had certainly improved and now resembled more his original form but had yet to truly reclaim all of it, still having little bits sticking out here and there. Still, it was the closest he'd been since they left on this journey and that was certainly something. "Holy crap he's actually better!"

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Yamate felt it was necessary for them to reclaim his children, they were crucial to beating these creatures. Krom should be able to recognize that given their heritage and the history of Saiyan half-breeds. It sounded as though that reasoning was lost on his subordinate, frustratingly enough he was going to have to explain things. Sniffing impatiently the King shook his head, beginning to walk back towards the bridge of the ship. "Hardly a match for me perhaps, now anyways, but don't forget they bested you twice," he pointed out, smiling slightly in amusement, "They have the potential to become my equals, both of them. You know as well as I do that we will not remain the strongest force forever if I'm the only member of our race to achieve Super Saiyan, more must reach that point. While our race has gotten weaker other races have been growing stronger, meaning we're at a disadvantage. It's only a matter of time until we face an enemy that we cannot defeat, and if we cannot beat them then who can?" It was his concern that these beasts, and whoever was controlling them was precisely that enemy. There had been brief encounters with them before, with creatures different from the ones they were facing now, and their power was formidable. Numbers unknown, true strength unknown, and who knew how many variations of beast there were. In all it was a daunting and harrowing set of odds the Saiyans would have to face.

"Their unique heritage enables them to grow stronger than any of us could hope to in such a short time, we all know this. Humans and Saiyans breeding together has always produced unusually powerful children, that is why I had my boys borne of human blood and not Saiyan. But they either have not reached their potential or don't know how, and the time for them to learn is growing short. If they are to learn how to truly become powerful then they need true Saiyans to guide them, not traitors like Korian, or whatever alien miscreants they might be with now. Unless we intend to take on these monsters alone without any outside aid we need them on our side." Given the current state of affairs and the general outlook on Saiyans it would be impossible to gather support from other races for the fights ahead. Perhaps the method used of uniting worlds had been wrong, maybe there was some chance that the other warrior races would have agreed to an alliance of sorts. Yamate wasn't so sure of that however and still doubted the chances of any peaceful agreement, it was why they had to conquer and enlist other worlds. For the greater good, that was always the intention, with the Saiyans leading the helm. As of late though it was becoming increasingly difficult to maintain that goal with all the outside forces pushing in. "The enemy is closing in on all sides, I know you can see it too. Unless we gather more strength and quickly there is a good chance we could lose this war."