Yumi couldn't put her finger on it but she felt antsy being in the water. Not uneasy at the potential threat of predators, that didn't worry her much. Nor was she concerned about it being dirty or anything of the sorts; simply being in the water was making her feel funny. Her squirming about was in part anticipation of Viral and in part her disliking being wet, but she had started this game of theirs and planned on seeing it through. Perhaps she'd been a bit too bold in challenging the Beastman to this, she had certainly forgotten what a good swimmer he was. Coupled with the fact the water offered near no visibility to her and she couldn't tell him apart from a reed in the water. Listen, stare, sniff out, none of what she tried helped her any, he was effectively invisible to her. Hmph, a lot of good her improved senses were doing her now! Scratching at her head confused her ears flicked at the faint sound of water being kicked up, glancing over her shoulder confused. In the time it took her to turn Viral was already upon her, rising out of the water and unceremoniously tackling her, knocking them both under. It was shallow here still, up to her waist at most, but the suddenness of the tackling left her disoriented for a moment. And that incurable urge to be rid of the water really kicked off now that she was under again, spurring her to try and get out. Squirming about she latched right onto Viral as soon as he stood up, legs and all as she tried to keep herself out of the water as best she could. Shivering slightly she glanced up at him, her eyes slightly glazed over as a placid look took over her face. Cocking her head to the side for a moment as if inspecting the Beastman Yumi then smiled, lifting one hand and giving his cheek a light pawing at, keeping her grip on him still.

Sure, Kai had handled the transaction, but it was [i]his[/i] money they had used. So by all rights the money they had exchanged for was his too, it didn't matter to him who had handled the business of trading it off. As soon as his friend had gotten what they came for Kabocha wasted no time in snatching it back, smiling triumphantly as he jingled the bag of coins. They would still buy food with it as planned, he just intended on being the one to carry it. After all, what did he have left of Kortal and his family's affluence really aside from his money? "Greed? Nah, I'm just taking back what's mine," he retorted, smirking as he jingled the coins tauntingly, "And don't worry, I'm planning on going back there anyways. I've got to rub it in that lady's face that we got what I was asking for after all." Needless to say his priorities were a bit jumbled. They were going to get food alright, enough to last them the day and them some most likely; taunting the woman came above all else, he wanted to show her they got it after all. 

"Yeah, it's kind of hard to fly when someone's latched onto you like that," Takeshi repeated, sticking his tongue out at Shu childishly, "Which means you've got to get off of me." Adjusting his clothes once Shu had gotten off he took a look around, scratching at his head in puzzlement. Truth be he hadn't a clue where to look for the others whatsoever; Shu was the first one he found and that was with no small degree of help. Not that he was going to admit that, he liked to think he still found his brother on his own. Haku was goodness knows where, and T'charrl was likely even better than Shu was at hiding. Sulking a bit on the spot the older boy glanced back, giving a shake of his head before waving Shu along. "I'm not still it, we're taking a lunch break. That means you're helping me look," Takeshi explained, starting to move forward. Cupping his hands around his mouth he inhaled deeply before giving a good shout, "T'charrl! Haku! Game's over! Come on out, we're going to eat!" If they were going to be a pain and not believe him then he'd get really annoyed, more than he had with Shu. He was hungry darn it, games could wait until later.

If this person didn't relent this one last time then action was going to have to be taken. L'esta was affording them every chance to come along peacefully and they didn't seem to be taking to it. Staring in the vague direction of where he had heard rustling from the Captain, frowned, half expecting to be attacked now. Then the person spoke at last, and it threw him through a bit of a loop. He couldn't say why it was, but almost immediately the voice was recognizable. Distorted, but recognizable, and he couldn't for the life of him place it just yet. More curious than anything he looked directly at the invisible stranger, one hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "You... Who are you...?"