"Alright! I like busting right in, my kind of approach." Kabocha chimed, grinning ear to ear as he gave T'charrl a pat on the back. "And if bad things are going on then all the better we shut it down. Heck, we're doing people a couple favors by doing this." Personally he was completely fine with getting a bit more out of their work, as they were taking care of a fair bit. The others certainly wouldn't agree, and asking for even more was bound to get someone mad at him. Plus making requests in front of soldiers who still may turn on them probably wasn't the best way to buy favor. So their party had expanded a bit, and as such was going to be a bit more difficult to handle when and if a fight broke out. The Saiyan couldn't help but look back at the Kaesstrians behind them, frowning in their direction. Should they take the general's side they'd not be much more than a hassle, but it still complicated their job. Once the prince had pointed out their path Kabocha was all set to go, his smile returning as he gave his knuckles a good cracking. "This guy is going to pay for messing with us, I hope he does try to fight 'cuz I wouldn't mind knocking him around a bit." 

Together the group flew over the city, causing quite a bit of a stir from their sheer numbers. No one down below was quite sure what to make of it, seeing both the enemy Prince and Saiyans along with some of their own soldiers. A few people saw it as an unlikely surrender, cheering for the men who followed as they flew by, thinking that the war had come to an end. To a degree they were right, the war was ending, but not the way they had hoped. Perhaps having the soldiers along was a good thing, as no matter how many other troops they passed no one decided to fly up and give pursuit. They even came precariously close to the special operations branch, and while not that far away from it no moves were made to get them. Thus the trip over to the abandoned lab was quick an uneventful, not a single obstacle in their path. The building sat nestled between some seedy looking streets, almost hidden by a tall stone structure and another overgrown building, apparently a lower end of the city. Landing down in front it appeared to be utterly abandoned too, certainly unkempt. A few windows were busted and the walls had a thick ivy growing up them, giving it a properly tarnished look. Junsei might be lying about this, as it seemed unlikely this was an active workplace. Curiously enough the door in the front was free from vines, possibly meaning it was opened regularly. So... Perhaps the timid aide hadn't been feeding them false information after all.

Kabocha whistled softly as he gazed at the building, putting his hands on his hips while scuffing a boot on the ground. "So this is it...? The place where they kept you?" he asked, glancing over at T'charrl before back to the building. "Some dump... Makes me curious how they get anything done in there." Taking a look around them he thought to ask if anyone had seen anything interesting, but there wasn't a single soul in sight. Well, worst case scenario they got the wrong building, that's all. But this looked to be the only one around not inhabited, and if they went much further they'd be leaving the city, so it was a likely spot as any. "Might as well get on inside, no use in waiting around." The Saiyan smirked as she stepped up towards the door, putting a hand on his shoulder and giving it a roll. Before doing anything drastic he gave the door handle a test, jiggling and trying to turn it to no avail. A small push told him it was a bit more stable than a regular wooden door, as there was ample resistance behind it. Putting a hand on his chin for a moment Kabocha wondered how best to get inside without making too much noise. Remembering then they were hardly going for discretion Kabocha decided to hell with it, grinning as he gathered Ki in his palm and blew the door apart. The metal door clattered to the ground in pieces, revealing a fairly dusty room inside. "It's open!"