Shu felt like going to sleep after all that, even if he didn’t like to go to sleep because of his nightmares. He was very much curious about what techniques Vegeta might use to help him but he knew he wouldn’t know anytime soon because he was still in the process of treating his friend. He was worried that he’d just wake up Takeshi over and over again before he got treatment. If it was going to be anything like how Takeshi was trying to treat him then he didn’t think it would work either. Trying to figure out a way around it he was just starting to reminisce back to the bad times again, but instead towards times when Viral at least tried to make things a lot better for him. Pressing his fingers together he quickly looked up at Takeshi when asked about his time with Viral, giving a little smile before looking down again. “Uh huh…well, we were in different cages, so he tried as much as he could to help keep us both okay”, he spoke calmly, letting out a sigh, “They kept us close but we couldn’t see each other so he would often talk to me. He’d tell me stories of made up things, but also stories of things he did and what he used to do. He only stopped talking if it was time to sleep or he fell asleep…or maybe he was sleeping, I don’t know if he just got knocked out. Mister Viral would get really angry when they tried to take me somewhere while he was around, but one time he tried to run through the bars and got zapped really bad by them. Poor Mister Viral was all sizzly, but I helped by punching the bad guy who laughed at him. I can’t remember much after that…”

T’charrl laughed a little, lowering his head in slight embarrassment. He really had a lot of worries on him and was just trying to get them all out before he really did hurt himself and cause embarrassment and make himself scared all at the same time. He didn’t want to burden Yumi with too much, but she was the only one willing to talk to him and seemed to be quite alright with listening to what he had to say. “You aliens are certainly still strange to me…” He was glad she was so light hearted about everything, it made him pretty relaxed even when it was hard to think about the future and what might come in it. Feeling a little embarrassed he gasped suddenly when Yumi got excited over something, looking to her in confusion. Listening to her reasoning for her outburst he tilted his head, giving his chest a rub. “Uhh, maybe. I don’t know if they can detect each other. Spirits tend to keep to themselves, make things grow and live…stuff like that. I don’t know if they talk to each other and I don’t know a way to find out. The spirit would only know”.

Viral could understand that he was in a tank for healing, but what he couldn’t understand was how he got there in the first place. He couldn’t remember much before he was knocked unconscious, only the image of Vegeta standing over him being the last thing he remembered. It must’ve been some effort trying to get him in if he had to be knocked completely unconscious to be here. Taking hold of the mask he kept it held to his face, trying to clear his mind. He still couldn’t focus very well, but he was recovering his mind gradually and eventually realising just how sore he was. His body was circulating a lot of pain now, even if he was submerged in a liquid that healed and restored. Finding it hard to understand all that his eyes soon moved to Vegeta who took notice of him, staring at him as he approached. Looking up to the speaker for a moment his eyes soon went back to Vegeta, narrowing them when he spoke of Namek. He didn’t believe him the moment he said it for some reason, but then when he continued it seemed he hadn’t and was using someone else’s guide to find it. The reasoning was certainly there but he didn’t know who this someone was, especially when the voices he heard were filtered by the water and glass. Despite being in a lot of pain he couldn’t see it getting any better in this. If he was awake now then he might as well get out of the tank to try and calm it down himself. Letting go of the mask he instead reached out to the glass, trying to indicate that he wanted out.

"Wow... Viral really did try helping you then huh...? And those bas- Jerks hit you guys? Man what I wouldn't give to get my hands on those creeps..." That had been one of the worst parts on Takeshi's end, he'd seen and even had the displeasure of meeting some of the people who worked in the labs for their father. Sure, a few were unwilling and genuinely apologetic for what they were doing, but most of the scientists and Saiyans took some sort of sick pride in their work. How in the hell anyone could take pride in torturing someone like Shu was beyond him, or for that matter Viral; How did any warrior with an ounce of self respect let themselves torture someone else like that? Hell he wasn't big on honor but even he wasn't going to stoop to that low, it was just wrong. "Well that stuff is never gonna happen again. You're safe now, all of our friends are here and Viral is going to get better soon, so things are looking up, you know? T'charrl will probably get help and you will too, everyone's going to be fine." It was a bit disheartening to admit that he didn't fully believe that himself, but Takeshi would say as much for Shu's sake if not his own. Giving his little brother a smile he got back to his feet, glancing over towards their bedroom door before gesturing for him to get up and offering a hand. "I think that's enough talking for now, don't you? Let's go grab something to eat, then maybe we can see if anyone wants to play, how's that?"

"Oh, us aliens are strange? I hate to break it to you T'charrl but you're an alien to me. Heck, this whole ship is filled with aliens!" Yumi said, smirking as she held up a finger, "But you know what? Aliens are my best friends in the world and I wouldn't have it any other way. If you told me I'd be traveling in space and meeting new races of people a few years ago I'd have probably laughed at you and smacked you for being an idiot. Now? I wouldn't trade it for anything." With the exception of some obvious ones a lot of the people she had met in her travels had been great, and she hoped that as they went on things would only get better. The Namekians were supposed to be friends of Earth, so with any luck they would find someone there to befriend as well. The chances of bringing someone along as they had T'charrl may be slim, but it would be nice all the same to make a friend. Having the conversation drift back to the spirit brought Yumi's mind to a curious place, one where she was somehow making logic of the afterlife on Kaesstra, or she thought she was. If there were spirits elsewhere on the planet then surely they knew the spirit in T'charrl, and it was a simple matter then of asking the spirits where it belonged. "I know how we can find out, you ask them! Someone is bound to know something," Yumi said confidently, smiling as she clenched her hands into fists, "Next time we go back you and me, we'll go talk to as many spirits as it takes. And if they don't answer I'll give them a hard time until they do! Though..." she paused, frowning as she scratched at one of her ears, "I would imagine I can't really threaten a ghost, can I?"

When had Viral woken up anyways? Not five minutes ago Vegeta had been running his bio signs and the Beastman had been asleep, but now he was wide awake and looking fair confused. That was to be expected he supposed, he had sort of knocked out Viral and placed him in the healing tank. Even if it was for his own good no doubt his friend was a little annoyed, so it was only fair he let him out now. Checking to see his condition first Vegeta wasn't overly convinced with what he was being told, but given no other course of action and feeling guilty he decided he would allow Viral to come out. "Alright, if you're certain. Just hold on one second, I'll have you out in no time." Using the controls beside the tank he first went ahead and shut down the filters to recycle the healing liquids, next opening up the drains to allow the tank to empty. Watching as the liquid slowly began to pour into the floor he went on ahead and turned off the oxygen, signaling that the mask could be removed and then finally unlatching the door. With all that said and done he went to a drawer just by the tanks and grabbed a robe and a towel out of it; Viral's clothes were drenched, someone was probably going to have to bring him a new set. Opening up the door Vegeta stood close in case the Beastman needed a helping hand, looking up at him as he offered over the towel. "Well good morning then Viral, if it is indeed morning. I don't imagine you're feeling any better then?"

Shu nodded a little, frowning slightly before he quickly shook his head. “It no like it was something strange! They hit everyone, even each other!” He didn’t know what the big deal was over a hit when they did experiment on the pair of them so hitting them was probably the least of their objections. While it was all in the past and Shu didn’t want it to feel like too big of a deal, Shu was still trying to overcome it. Overcoming something like that wasn’t an easy feat, but he did hope he was going to get over it eventually and finally be able to have sleep again like he used to. To be woken up all the time was just causing him to nap more and he really didn’t like to nap either, especially when it wasn’t exactly going to guarantee no flashback or bad dream too. Giving Takeshi a slow nod he let out a sigh, eventually giving a weak smile. “Uh huh. I do hope everything will be too”. Watching Takeshi curiously he tilted his head when he looked over towards the door, looking over as well as if expecting someone to be there; however, instead it was an offer for food and playtime. With a sudden burst of excitement he took hold of Takeshi, pulling up off the floor and bouncing on his feet happily. “Yeah! I’d like that! I would like play too, especially with friends! I don’t know who would want to play, though, especially after all the things…”

T’charrl found her wording to be most unusual in response to his own, looking down at himself curiously before back to her. It was true that he was more alien than they were but they were still strange to him what with their two arms and funny shaped legs, having all of those digits on their hands and feet. They were all pretty strange to him, but she was certainly proving to be just strange in herself. “Laugh and smack me? If, uhh…if I was one of your people, right? I guess it’s a little new for me too, but I did hear the stories about Saiyans coming to my planet and leaving again. It was a big story and had a lot of people scared too, but when they were told the Saiyans meant no harm and enough time had passed we felt safe”. He was just trying to understand what she was trying to say to him with that little imaginary scenario but figured it was just like something he was familiar with only in a different fashion. Finding it a little hard to focus again he gave his eye a rub, looking to Yumi before shrugging. “I don’t think they’ll even care if you try to threaten them. They all hold a lot of power and probably see you as annoying if you threaten them”, he spoke before smiling, “I think they’ll know something, though. Even if they’re at war with each other there might be a chance they talk about each other too, right? Can only hope if I can give it peace for once instead of constant sleep…”

Viral didn’t want to be trapped inside this healing pod, even if it was helping him in some way by monitoring his vitals. He could feel how drained he was compared to what he was used to and the pain wasn’t just general all over but as if someone had punched his gut and the feeling had circulated all over. He wondered if this was how it felt to be sick with some sort of disease. Despite all this, being stuck in a pod would be uncomfortable and he wouldn’t be able to talk or get the air he needed. Watching as Vegeta drained the waters he gave him a quick glance before slowly taking the oxygen mask off, letting out a sigh as the door finally opened. While he was feeling somewhat agitated he reached out for the towel, shakily wrapping it around himself before taking a few steps out of the tank, his eyes half-closed as he looked to Vegeta. “…I don’t know what happened…” he spoke lowly, moving his soaked hair only slightly away from his face, “I feel as if I was broken apart…but…I need to move. I can walk, at least. I feel cold…I never feel cold…”

So the Saiyans were just mindless idiots, smacking around anything and everything for their amusement; Takeshi hardly counted himself and Shu among them, maybe it was that half-human side of them that made them less prone to violence. This was, of course, barring his own anger issues of course, something that certainly belonged to a Saiyan. Not thinking about that whatsoever though Takeshi was instead debating on how best to perk Shu back up, this whole conversation and his botched attempt at helping only serving to upset the little guy. There were a handful of ideas he had, a few of which were more or less guaranteed to work. If nothing else could bring a smile to Shu's face fruit was always a safe bet. "I'm sure everyone's looking for some way to relax, so I doubt they'll mind," the older boy said, chuckling as he watched Shu bounce to his feet in his usual energetic way, "Who knows, maybe Vegeta even will want to play, just to get his mind off of things, you know? Everyone's got to let loose now and again, otherwise you'll go nuts." Who might want to play though? Yumi probably, and if they weren't busy and were over their little fright from before the twins may well join them too. Kabocha probably wouldn't, Haku would if he was told to, that pretty much left T'charrl, Viral and Vegeta. Now what could their entire group play... "Oh! I got it!" Takeshi said, beaming as he stopped at the door, "We'll play ball! We can go to the hangar, it's huge and mostly empty, and we'll set up nets! I bet you'll love that game buddy, it's a ton of fun. I'll teach you how to play." Not that he really knew himself, he'd only seen it now and again being played by other kids. Kicking the ball across the ground and into nets, that sounded like an alright time to him.

"No, it doesn't matter if you're one of 'my people', it's just... Oh never mind, it's not that important," Yumi replied, smiling as she waved a hand dismissively. Glancing at T'charrl she gave him a curious look, relieving another itch on her ear idly, "I heard the Saiyans came to your world, weird that they would just leave. I mean it's good, but they're usually really nasty to whatever place they go. I wonder why it is they just left." Kaesstrians might not be all that powerful compared to some other races but they sure could fight still, evident in almost killing the boys and Viral. It struck her somewhat odd that the Saiyans then didn't try to conscript anyone, but then they may not have been aware at all of what they could do. Certainly for the best, with everyone who has been afflicted by those creeps it was nice to find a world left alone by them. "Well the war is technically over, isn't it? I mean aside from some jerks here and there no one's fighting anymore, so maybe the spirits will be happy about that? And you did technically end the fighting, so maybe they'll be happy to help you?" It was sweet in a way, how T'charrl was trying to help out the spirit. He was the one afflicted with all of these kinds of problems and yet he was more concerned in helping out what was in him, that was really a kind move on his part. Sure, in doing such a thing T'charrl was helping himself, but just from the way he spoke Yumi could tell he wanted to help too. With that conversation out of the way she smiled at her friend, reaching out abruptly and grabbing his hand before giving him a small tug towards the door. "Alright, let's get out of this dark room and go do something, hm? We're still technically on vacation so let's have some fun!" Pushing the door open she hurried on out, not even giving T'charrl a chance to rebuke and stopping fair quick when she saw Shu and Takeshi coming out of their room nearby. "Oh, hi boys!"

Right away Vegeta could see Viral's condition hadn't improved, or if it did it was marginal at best. Shame considering he'd spent the better part of a day inside of a healing tank, though it did help to shed some light on the Beastman's problems; Any exterior injury or major internal injury would have been healed, so the fact that Viral was still ill meant it was certainly still a genetics issue, or potentially an issue with his energy even. Gene therapy at best probably would only prevent physical deterioration, as for actually sorting out his powers that was something Vegeta just couldn't tackle yet. Now that Namek was within their sights, feasibly anyways, maybe he wasn't going to have to. Handing the Beastman a towel he stepped back from the door, letting Viral get out on his own accord before offering over the robe. "Cold...? Can you elaborate at all? What do you mean by cold?" Far as descriptions went just saying 'cold' was awfully vague. Was it internal? External? Was it a case perhaps of his blood feeling cold and constricted, or could it be some other unforeseen condition entirely? Surely it wasn't the gene therapy causing it, there was nothing in the notes to suggest such a possible side effect. Once the robe had been taken Vegeta glanced up at the clock in the room, letting out a sigh as he placed a hand on his hip. "I suppose it's good that you're awake, we can go and discuss with the others what we'll be doing once we reach Namek. We have Sasha and Ricken coming to bring us coordinates for the planet, and I suppose they'll be assisting us in collecting the Dragonballs. Just think... Another few hours and you'll be cured."

Shu probably didn’t have much of a care to whether they were Saiyans or some other aliens when they were messing around with him, only that they did it and it really did cause a lot of harm when it happened and not because of their race that it happened. Whether they were Saiyans or not didn’t matter when it came to violence. Takeshi probably thought of them as all Saiyans in the labs but there was a lot of other races too and their morals for hurting them in the experiments were probably lessened because they weren’t afraid of angering the King by hurting a fellow Saiyan, even if he didn’t really look entirely like one. He was still confused to where he belonged and the experiments definitely brought it out a lot more doubt. He wasn’t going to tell Takeshi about that, he knew what he’d be told and it wasn’t really expecting a detailed answer. The hair only started to grow when everything started to get too much for him, but he did get suspicious about it and why he had it in the first place. If they changed something in him whenever they got control of his other form to experiment on he wasn’t aware of it. For now, Shu was wanting to play with his brother after being offered, giving him a hopeful smile as he bounced a little. “Ooh! Maybe! Ooh! I wonder what Mister Vegeta like to play? I like to play anything!” Playing ball sounded pretty good, feeling all sorts of happy over that possibility but he really didn’t understand what kind of game of ball Takeshi was talking about. He’d happily learn if it was going to be like that. Squealing happily he jumped when he heard Yumi’s voice, immediately turning and giving her a happy wave.

T’charrl was really trying to understand her way of talking but was certainly managing to get confused a lot, hopefully not too much as to annoy Yumi. While it probably made sense in his language too he still had trouble understanding such imagery in hers, feeling that it was more of a gesture to help him feel more comfortable. “Maybe because we couldn’t speak their language and they got frustrated…or maybe because they wanted to watch over us first before they did something with us. I don’t know. If I was an invading force and saw energy firing out of the planet I would want to find out what it means…it also stopped your technology from working too, right? If I was a bad guy I would want to see why that is too before doing anything really bad”. He didn’t understand why his planet was the only one he had come across that had energy spouting from it, finding it all just too strange that they didn’t. They probably thought it was strange that his spouted energy, but that was to be expected. “Fighting means they get energy because they get worshipped and prayed to, but peace is also good because they still get worshipped and prayed to for good health and happiness. It must be hard work being a spirit”. Technically the spirit had already been helping him keep stable and not end up going crazy, but then again it was weak so maybe its power wasn’t overly maddening even if he did try to eat the General the first time he changed. Giving her a little smile he gasped when he was grabbed again, stumbling a little when he was pulled towards the door. “O-Okay! Fun? Uhh, s-sure…” While not really knowing what her type of fun was he was going to go along with it, hoping maybe he’d finally understand what their kind of fun was. Letting her pull him along he looked up and down the corridor, gasping a little when Takeshi and Shu suddenly emerged. He wondered if they had the same idea, especially considering Shu was bouncing around despite their friend being in trouble.

Viral knew he wasn’t well but he wasn’t prepared to stay around in one spot and wait for things to get worse before he would get better. Even if Vegeta was doing all he could do to help him he knew a healing tank wasn’t going to fix his genes. Whatever injuries he had they were not healed so that wasn’t going to be a problem, but mentally he was still pretty broken. He didn’t know if Vegeta had his medicine finally prepared and had already stated him on the road to his therapy. He certainly wasn’t feeling all that great compared to when he was last awake so it was a possibility. He didn’t look any different compared to when he was last awake, he hoped. To feel the chill like he was now was probably the most worrying aspect, especially when he had managed to tolerate it last time. He would still feel the cold even when wandering the freezing planet but not to the point where he felt like he had to bundle up and shake furiously to recover from it. Groaning as he wrapped the robe around himself too he looked to Vegeta, frowning slightly when he was questioned about it. “As if I was sitting in an icy bath and immediately got out into the winter wind…” he spoke lowly, sighing, “At least…I don’t feel too hot and unable to function…” He certainly felt better for being out of that tank, even if it meant he could have his vitals monitored. He was sure Vegeta could find another way to hook him up to something that could help monitor his vitals but right now he wanted to move before he might lose his mind completely. He figured his mind would go first before his body, but with his mind being made stable for now it was his body that was really feeling the struggle. Staring down at himself for a moment as he tried to recover his vision he frowned at Vegeta’s optimistic attitude. “A few hours? It’s not going to take a few hours”, he spoke slowly, just hoping his brain could keep up, “Even if we bring back your parents…they will still have to make the cure…and even then, it may take weeks. You said so yourself. You should concentrate on finally being with them after all these years…”

"Hell if I know what Vegeta likes to play, I don't even know if the guy plays anything. Think about it, in the time we've known him have you ever seen him do anything other than work?" There was nothing wrong with staying busy he supposed, but sheesh, have a little fun now and again. It wouldn't kill you and goodness knows Vegeta could probably use a break by now. Even if he didn't join them there was always the others, Takeshi was confident they could find at least one other person to join them. Lo and behold not a second after leaving their bedroom did they run into a couple of candidates, namely T'charrl and Yumi to be exact. Surely they would come and play, especially if he said it was something Shu wanted to do. Smiling at their friends he gave a small nod, not going quite as exuberant as Shu was with his frantic waving only feet away from the others. "Hey guys, funny running into you, we were just looking for ya," Takeshi explained, reaching over and placing a hand on Shu's head, "Shu and I are thinking about playing a bit and grabbing some food, figured someone might want to join us, you know? So are you two free?" It was a tad odd seeing Yumi and T'charrl together, only because they never really were. It was nice he supposed, just a little unexpected.

Yumi hadn't expected to run into the brothers either but this worked well for what she was hoping to do. If T'charrl wanted to have some fun and relax Shu was a fairly safe bet in that regard, and Takeshi could be fun now and again. It had been a fair while since she personally had done much of anything with them, so the chance to settle down and just enjoy herself was a tempting one. "Far as I know we're free. In fact we were just leaving to do the same thing really," she explained, smiling as she glanced at the bouncing Shu. Ever the energetic little boy it seemed, it was refreshing to find someone so happy and carefree in light of all that was going on. "I see someone's really excited, and we haven't even started yet. You're always just a bundle of energy aren't you?" Smiling adoringly she stepped closer and reached out, ruffling Shu's hair gently as she giggled. When around someone like the young Saiyan it was easy to forget your troubles, or maybe it was just her picking up on his own elated behavior. Putting her hands on her hips Yumi glanced back at T'charrl, wondering if they could perhaps introduce their alien friend to some Earth games, and maybe he them in turn; what better way to learn about one another than to have fun in doing so? "So are we going to invite anyone else, or are we just playing with the four of us? Maybe the twins or someone would want to join in."

Odd that Viral would feel cold, especially considering the medical bay was always kept at a decently warm temperature; the liquid in a healing tank was warm as well, so why feel cold? Vegeta couldn't think of a plausible answer to that, not initially at least. Perhaps the temperature difference between the air and water was just enough to make it feel cold? Though to the degree in which Viral described... Perhaps not. Well it may not be normally his kind of thing to do but at this moment Vegeta wasn't worrying too much, feeling quite optimistic for the first time in a long time that matters were going to be settled. Namek wasn't far off, and therein neither was the revival of his father and mother. At current he was more excited to have them back to help Viral, though no doubt their return would spark some kind of reaction in him. Once his father was among them again he could take control of the situation and handle it far better than Vegeta could, meaning Viral's cure was just on the horizon now. "Hm? Oh yes, I suppose that's a little unrealistic, sorry for that," he said, smiling slightly as he scratched at his cheek, "Even so, it's going to be much sooner than I'd anticipated, which is good news. And do remember they'll want to see you and spend time with you, not just for your treatment. Or have you forgotten what they said to us last time?" Viral was, in effect, a child to his parents, and to a degree he considered the Beastman a sibling. Odd that one person could hold so many different titles; sibling, friend, mentor, surrogate parent, Viral fit many of these roles. "Chill aside, how do you feel? Has your appetite returned at all?"

Shu did wonder what kind of game they were going to play and was getting all excited as a result, smiling happily as he exited the room. It was just by chance that T’charrl and Yumi had been leaving T’charrl’s room by the looks of it when he immediately noticed them, bouncing around before Takeshi stopped him with his hand. Looking up to Takeshi quickly he smiled back at T’charrl and Yumi, pretty happy to see them. He did wonder why they were together in the first place but he probably shouldn’t be nosy. T’charrl was left by himself quite a lot so it was nice that Yumi went to see him for once. He didn’t mean for T’charrl to be left alone a lot, just that’s how things happened when Takeshi didn’t really want to touch T’charrl and having the pair in an enclosed room would probably give Takeshi a panic attack. Getting all hyped up over the thought of food and playtime again he giggled when Yumi ruffled his hair, lowering his head briefly before smiling up at her. “I’m just really excited!” Feeling fairly happy he soon tilted his head at Yumi’s suggestion, looking to Takeshi quickly before shrugging. “Ooh, I don’t know. Don’t they not like me because I was a bad Shu? No know if it be something they want”.

T’charrl thought it was pretty convenient that Takeshi and Shu came out at the same time they did and it certainly seemed as if they had plans too for some food and fun. He’s really like some food even if it wouldn’t be the same as eating on his planet, but it was still nice and anticipated. He really needed to try and get his eating habits under control, but right now he was just happy to get out of his room without any worries over suddenly changing. He had managed to calm down a lot but still felt the need to hang back a little, at least not to make Takeshi uncomfortable by accidentally touching him. He did like social contact like any of his race but being all flaky and apparently unsettling to touch did make him uncomfortable. Smiling a little he looked to Yumi before down to the floor again, sighing lightly. “I will be happy to feast with my friends and learn how to play your way. I don’t know anything your people play”.

Viral hoped it would go away quickly or he might as well go back into the healing tank. He didn’t know what was wrong with him but he could only think it was something to do with his genes and their breaking down. He did wonder why he had to be burdened with this out of everything that could have happened to him, but what bothered him the most was what must had happened to send him in this state. He remembered seeing Saiyans so maybe it was a surprise attack. He really didn’t know what he saw anymore, anything could had happened and he would have a different interpretation of it. His condition was certainly managing to mess with his head but he wasn’t going to fall into madness, not yet. “I recognise that. I recognise their need to see me, but they are still your parents. I took them away from you. It is best to believe they would want to see you the most as you’re their own flesh and blood”. It was too long since Vegeta had been left without parents and he wasn’t going to want to get in the way of that reunion. Looking to Vegeta he frowned a little when asked about his appetite, looking down at himself. “I feel nothing for food. I don’t think I can eat anything, either. I don’t know how I feel, don’t know how to find out if I can eat…but, since I had problems before…I don’t think I can eat anything at all. Shouldn’t we continue treatment until we get to Namek…”

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Shu had been wondering what game they were going to play, and as it turned out they were playing soccer... Kind of. Evidently what Takeshi thought was called soccer wasn't called soccer, and you didn't throw the ball unless you were the goalie. What even was a goalie? Until he had watched the game be played he couldn't have told you, and even after they were done playing he was still at a bit of a loss. Sure, someone should be blocking the goals, but couldn't anyone just get in front of it and do so? Seemed a little redundant to have someone just stand there and wait for a ball to come by, and unfortunately for him he'd gotten stuck with such a task. It didn't help the fact either that he was bad at it, and trying to block kicks that he should have been able to but failing ended up getting him fair frustrated. The turnout for their impromptu game had been good, everyone sans Viral actively participated, albeit Vegeta was really only a referee for the game. Even a good portion of the crew had come down to enjoy the spectacle, picking their favorite teams and rooting for them. By the end of the game both teams had scored fairly high, the only salvation Takeshi had was that the other goalie, Haku, was just as bad. No one really kept score which kind of irked him; Takeshi wanted to know whether they had won or not. The game was eventually called not because everyone had grown bored, but because they were having some visitors evidently and shouldn't be kicking a ball around when they landed. Nothing really had to be cleared, but everyone moved off to the side of the room just in case as they awaited the arrival of their guests.

The ship in question didn't take much longer to arrive, having been fair close relatively speaking since the call was initially made. It may have arrived even sooner if the Prince's ship was actually detectable before, yet oddly it wasn't able to be picked up on radar until just an hour ago. Thanks to the swiftness of their little craft Sasha and Ricken were able to easily close in on their destination, and now they had the ship in sight and were coming in for a landing. They had seen it before but it was still somewhat of a new sight, and neither of them were wholly certain how landing was going to be handled. At least they hadn't had a clue until Vegeta gave them instructions, aiming for the shielded hangar bay on the far side of the craft. Speed was brought down, and thrusters extended on either side of the craft, pushing against the momentum to bring their ship to a far more manageable speed. By the time they passed through the wall of energy the ship was hardly moving, easing down onto the steel floor almost noiselessly, three legs extending in a prong to catch the vessel and support it upon settling. Engines were shut down, and after making sure they had everything they needed the siblings exited their ship, Sasha taking the lead as she hopped out empty-handed with a smile on her face. "Hello everyone, sorry for suddenly showing up like this, hope you don't mind!"

"Of course they don't mind, we're giving them stuff," Ricken grumbled, slowly exiting the ship with arms full of boxes, "Even Saiyans are grateful when given gifts." Granted the 'gifts' they were giving today weren't exactly for everyone, and chances were only Vegeta would have any idea how to use them. Maps of star systems, lists of coordinates, a few extra tools for the ship Sayomi had thought to send amongst other things. Honestly they were supposed to be warriors, not couriers, but if this was the task assigned to them then he was going to see it through. As soon as he'd made it to the bottom step Ricken let out a sigh, placing the stack of boxes by the stairs and looking around at the group. Well it was everyone he remembered, except for that little one standing off by the Princes. "Oh wonderful, you've recruited another Saiyan? You really do know how to pick your allies."

Vegeta's brow twitched irritably at Ricken's badgering, fighting back the biting comment on the tip of his tongue as he forced a faint smile. "Yes, well we take who we can for help, as I'm sure you can understand. Anyone willing to help against the King is an ally to us." Granted the situation surrounding Haku was hardly one of mutual agreement, he was more of a passenger who just happened to have disdain for the Saiyans. But Ricken didn't know that, nor did Vegeta have remotely enough care to explain such a thing. Glancing at the boxes curiously he wondered what might be inside of them, figuring they would find out soon enough. "Sasha... You said you've got the coordinates to Namek, I have to ask... How did you get them? Or rather, how did Sayomi? Last time we spoke we didn't have any idea where it was."

"We found it by luck, I guess you could say. Sayomi and some of her assistants were pouring through documents and found a planet in a nearby sector of space. Since the Uuonians are pretty familiar with this area we asked them about it, and they went and looked into it for us. Who would have thought it was all the way out here?" Sasha said, shrugging her shoulders with a smile. There was likely more to it than her simplistic explanation but really that was all she could offer.

Kabocha wasn't too sure what was going on until Namek came up, his brow furrowing as he realized what all of this was about. So they were going to Namek for Viral's sake after all huh? Damn, he'd just been getting used to relaxing on Kaesstra too, now their whole plans were uprooted because of that. Sure he wanted the Beastman feeling better again but couldn't he wait? He'd been sick forever and it wasn't like he was getting any worse far as he could see. It wasn't all bad though, this Sasha girl was pretty interesting... And by interesting he meant hot. Sure she was an alien, but close enough to being a human or Saiyan that he hardly minded. Blue skin wasn't any problem and she had a nice chest, he wouldn't mind seeing more. Smirking as his cheeks turned a slight pink he leaned over to Kai, nudging him in the side before winking and gesturing to Sasha. "Hey... What do you think? 1 to 10?" he whispered, glancing at his friend mischievously, "Think we should try getting her?"

Yumi hadn't been wholly aware of what was happening either until just recently, but hearing it in person made her quite happy. Namek was at last in their reach, and with it hopefully the key to seeing Viral healthy again. Not only Viral, but T'charrl and Shu as well, Aito would be able to help all of them. Practically emulating Shu as she bounced on her feet slightly she smiled at Viral, rather happy for him even if he himself wasn't showing all that great enthusiasm. "Namek... We'll get our wishes soon, and that means you'll finally get to be better," she said cheerfully, "Aren't you excited? You're going to be healthy again and we'll get to do all sorts of things together! Plus you'll get to fight all you want without having to worry, isn't that great?"

Shu had never even heard of this game before nevermind seen people play it but quite frankly he didn’t care. He was having fun playing around with a ball and was having a hard time not touching it with his hands and tail like he was told; otherwise he was pretty good at it. Even in bare feet he was good at kicking the ball and didn’t end up hurting his foot. It was certainly fun having everybody play, bouncing around whenever he could while going at a fair speed. Despite how pleasant it had been they soon had to stop as the incoming ship was brought to their attention. It didn’t seem like long that they had been playing so Shu was a little sad, but at least he knew he would be able to play again some other time. Keeping close to Takeshi he eyed the pair of aliens, frowning a little considering who they were. He knew the guy didn’t like him because of what he was but he didn’t know what to do about the woman, especially when he only met her once or twice now.

T’charrl had to be careful with how he was kicking the ball around, finding it a little difficult to do when he had claws instead of toes like they all did. He couldn’t exactly wear shoes like them since he didn’t have any not to mention he wasn’t one for wearing them in the first place. If he wasn’t so scared of destroying the ball he probably would’ve played a bit better but he wasn’t going to be sad about it. Giving it all he could be felt pretty accomplished, successfully pulling off playtime with his friends. When the pair of rebels arrived it was definitely a case of keeping far away from the pair and not speaking, knowing the male one found his voice annoying and the other still being questionable to him. He didn’t want to aggravate either of them and create another bad impression.

Choi and Kai kept in the back with Kabocha, not really paying much attention to everything other than the finer details. Kai was well aware of the pair and knew they’d be sticking around for a bit with this little find of theirs so it was no big deal to talk up and interrupt everything. Standing with his arms folded he watched them all speak, his eyes only glancing back to Kabocha when he spoke to him. Kai narrowed his gaze a little before turning his attention back to Sasha, giving her a staring at as Kabocha decided to get perverted and start asking inappropriate questions, sighing lightly as he leaned towards him. “…Maybe a seven, the fact she’s related to that idiot puts me off”.

“Nahh, I’d go for a nine easily”, Choi immediately butted in, shifting a little closer to the pair, “Can always ditch him somewhere. She’s nothing compared to Yumi though…she’s easily a twenty plus…” Choi was still giving Yumi her distance but it didn’t mean he still didn’t admire her and find her attractive. She was everything a girl should be and was beyond perfect in his eyes. He hoped everything was going okay with her regarding her friend, looking to the pair and sighing lightly. Her friend may had been awake but he didn’t look very well, the kind of worn down you’d see in someone who hadn’t slept a week.

Viral didn’t much care for sport and was alright with sitting out. He was not feeling terribly great even if he looked okay. Having dried off since being in the tank he wasn’t feeling the cold too much but still felt the need to hold himself. His mind was buzzing with all sorts of strange thoughts as the others amused themselves, thoughts of the past and the evils they contained. It had him staring into nothing for a long time, at least until Yumi decided to speak to him. Looking to her in mild confusion he soon looked away again, staring at the floor as she could only express her excitement. “I suppose so. I just...want some coffee…” he muttered before immediately looking up, looking like he realised he was trailing off, “…Will I be able to keep up, though? I don’t know how I am ever going to strengthen myself enough without drastic action. Did we even take coffee with us…”

Kabocha almost smacked Kai for rating Sasha so low, she was clearly an eight or a nine. They used to do this sort of thing back on Kortal, and by they he meant more him and Choi; Takeshi always said he didn't care for it but Kabocha was convinced he was a closet perv, as was Kai. Choi sort of spoiled the moment by comparing the new girl to Yumi though, someone who he personally didn't want anything to do with. Sure she was all smiles now but she could get real nasty, that and he just didn't think she was really that attractive. She lacked certain... Traits that he was after in a woman. Smiling amused instead at Kai's later remark he glanced back at his friend, offering a shrug of his shoulders before giving Sasha a look over. "So? Like Choi said, ditch the jerk somewhere. Besides she's a big girl, she doesn't need her brother to escort her or keep her safe, that's what us men are for." Now which one of them was going to take the first shot at her then, hm? Choi was still tied down to Yumi even though they were on a 'break', which left him and Kai; Kai having said something rather than totally blow him off told him there was some interest, so the two of them would be competing then. Would bragging about being of noble birth do anything for her, he wondered? "What do you think Kai, should we see who can get her by the end of the day?"

Yumi was making it a point to stay alongside Viral, even if Choi was here and she did want to spend a little time with him as well. Though the Beastman had been in a healing tank and treatment had begun he didn't seem much better, if anything his condition was very samey. At least there was finally something to be positive about, with Namek on the horizon and all, with luck her friend would be back to his old self before they knew it. She couldn't get Viral psyched about it yet it seemed, and he probably wouldn't be until they were well on their way to the planet. Instead of getting all excited about his impending recovery he wanted... Coffee? Okay, that was a little random, actually a lot random. Since when did Viral drink coffee? "Uh... Oh, okay! Sure, I'll make you a pot!" Yumi answered, smiling as she gave a nod of her head, "And of course you'll be able to keep up. You started your treatment so things are bound to start improving, and then when we do get to Namek you'll be better thanks to Aito. And of course we took coffee with us, there's a couple of bags in the pantry last time I checked. Come on, we can let them handle this here, we'll go get you some coffee." Reaching for one of the Beastman's paws she tried pulling him along, making her way towards the doors.

This was awfully convenient, in a way, how the rebels just so happened to have the coordinates for Namek right when they were leaving to search for it. As Ricken had so casually pointed out they did have an ulterior motive, but Vegeta couldn't help to think there may be even more to this matter than what they had been told. Perhaps he was being a little cynical, but why go out of their way, especially when they had been fighting the Saiyans, only to turn around and help out? And for that matter... "When Korian told us to stay away, why was that? What happened back there that ended up forcing you to call us off?" They could certainly handle themselves in a fight and never before had the rebels turned them away, so why now? The fact that the two siblings shared a knowing glance with one another made Vegeta even more curious, and he was fair annoyed that something wasn't being shared with him. "You're on my ship, and while I am grateful for your help finding Namek I won't take having information withheld kindly. Now out with it, what happened?"

"We're not wholly sure, really. We were just starting to engage the Saiyans when these things began appearing, and other ships seemed to just... Pop in out of nowhere," Ricken explained, frowning as he recounted the event, "It wasn't a Saiyan ship, we know that because the Saiyans started attacking these ones as soon as they showed up. A few of our ships were attacked and boarded, so we had to stop fighting the Saiyans and focus on saving our ships. There were these weird creatures on the ships, and it was really hard to kill them but we managed to drive them off."

"It was really weird too, they didn't just die when we killed them!" Sasha added, gesturing with her hands as she spoke, "They turned into plumes of smoke and vanished, just like that. We looked around on every ship but there wasn't a single body anywhere, it's like they just vanished. Korian and Sayomi seemed worried about whatever they were though and ordered an immediate retreat, so we've spent the last few days repairing ships and taking care of our wounded back on Uuonoe."

Creatures turning into smoke, hm? That sounded eerily familiar to what they had encountered before, but that had been on their ship already. To think there were ships of these things, and that they were bold enough to attack both rebel and Saiyan alike. For that matter what or who was orchestrating these attacks? Vegeta had fought one of these creatures before and it was nowhere near sentient enough to plan an assault, meaning someone had to be pulling the strings from behind the scenes. "I see... Odd that those things would show up like that... Very odd..." Later on he'd have to try getting in contact with Sayomi and speak to her about it, see if she had been able to find anything on the beasts. For now however they should focus on getting the siblings settled in and unpack what they had brought along; getting to Namek was the priority still and if they had the means of reaching it now they'd best not waste time standing around. "Let's not waste any more time idling around, I'd like to start looking at the information you brought. Shu, Takeshi, mind helping me carry some of these to the bridge?" Vegeta asked, going ahead and grabbing one of the boxes himself.

"Some of that is medical equipment Vegeta, so shouldn't some go to the med bay?" Sasha asked, grabbing another box herself.

"Ah... Fair point. Kai, Choi, Kabocha, you three aren't doing anything, are you? No? Good, take the medical equipment and get to work." Vegeta stacked a second box onto his own as Ricken helped himself to one, the three of them making way for the doors and leaving the rest to be sorted out by the others.

Takeshi really didn't want to be someone's pack mule, even if it was for some important stuff. The fact Vegeta more or less dumped the work on them too and just up and left was annoying, it made him really want to not do as he was asked just to spite the guy. Figuring though it really wouldn't take all that long anyways he let out a sigh, shrugging his shoulders as he went ahead and grabbed one of the boxes. "What a jerk, thinking he can order us around," he grumbled, frowning as he hoisted up his box and watched as Vegeta and the siblings left the hangar, "Come on Shu, we may as well do it, then we can get back to playing. I've got a few ideas we can try. You guys are welcome to join us too if you..." Takeshi trailed off when he looked back at his friends, narrowing his eyes when he noticed Kabocha staring at someone's rear, who he could only guess was Sasha. Not only was that an awful idea but sheesh, have some tact around Shu. Never mind the fact he himself could be a little perverse, there was no need for that right now. "Kabocha... Really? Is there any girl you won't stare at?"

"Yumi, for starters! She's spoke for," Kabocha said casually, grinning as he slapped Choi on the back, "And I think I'm good for playing. I've got some stuff I need to do anyways, that little game was enough for me. I'll just bring a box to the bridge like Vegeta asked and get to work." And by work he meant hitting on Sasha, with or without Ricken there. Sure the guy came across as an ass but far as intimidating? Nope, he didn't worry about the other boy at all, he didn't seem that strong anyways. Smirking as he grabbed up a box of his own he gave a small wave to T'charrl as he started to leave, stopping back at the twins and winking at Kai. "Come on man, grab a box and let's go chase us some tail, hm? Before Vegeta starts getting all sweet with her."

Kai wasn’t all that bothered with what Kabocha had to say about the girl, giving a shrug when he protested his decision to hold not that much care for her with her brother around. It would’ve been a different case if she was a Saiyan, but as it stood she was a blue alien lady with a jerk of a brother. The brother aspect made her much less tempting and not exactly being one of their own race or close to it only made him sigh at Kabocha’s words. “Are you sure you’re a man”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I’d be surprised if you can even talk to her by the end of the day. You realise that if she gets angry, you have no escape, right? It’s going to be hilarious…”

Viral didn’t really know what he was saying but if coffee kept coming up in his thought pattern then it must’ve been what his body wanted. He was thirsty and tired, feeling something that could wake his brain up to be the most operable solution to his woes. He probably should watch his mouth a little more for when his mind did trail off, especially if he was to say something that might be unruly or insulting. Feeling pretty terrible he slowly rubbed his head, feeling a little dizzy as he looked up at Yumi again. “My body is not changing, my energy is moderately stable…that is all the treatment is doing for me”, he spoke calmly, looking down at himself, “Vegeta’s treatment is still missing something, that’s all…” Finding his situation to be a little less than stellar he was soon distracted as Yumi decided to drag him off for the coffee, looking a little absentminded as he decided to watch his feet instead of where he was going.

Shu didn’t really know if he was supposed to be listening into the conversation or just standing by and waiting until it was over so he knew what to do. To him it sounded pretty important and probably not exactly something he’d want to know. The talk of attacks and ships appearing out of nowhere made him a little worried about what he had to face in the future. He hoped they won after all that and didn’t end up losing too many people if any at all. It was these situations that made him particularly unsuitable for war so it was no wonder his father didn’t see him as suitable for the battlefield. Lowering his head a little he soon squeaked when his name was mentioned, looking up and around before down at the boxes. “Ooh! Okay! I can…” he nodded, walking on over to a box and lifting it up over his head. He had pretty good balance but it still looked pretty dodgy.

While Choi wasn’t exactly one for looking at other women when he had Yumi, giving Kabocha an annoyed look when he was slapped. He would do the work but if there was going to be a little challenge when it came to getting Sasha then he was going to watch and see what happens, not wanting to miss out on the amusement. Kai was a little more reserved than Kabocha but still found amusement in his stupidity, especially when it came to women. Picking up a box along with his brother he frowned when Kabocha decided to challenge him, giving him a good staring at before smirking. “Really now. You think I’m interested? Maybe I am, but it’s more fun for me to see if you can woo her before she punches you”, he spoke, sighing lightly, “It’d be funnier for me to watch as her brother beats you up for being a moron…”

T’charrl certainly felt confused over what he was supposed to do now that things were getting a little more serious, but his biggest question now was what he was supposed to do to help. He wasn’t told to take a box so he was going to keep well away from them, watching as the others took the boxes and started to head off. Giving Kabocha a nervous wave as he left he sighed a little before covering his mouth briefly as if worried he might annoy one of the rebels. He was certainly going to keep his distance for now, especially given how clumsy he could be.

"Tch, talk to her? I'll be doing more than that Kai. By the end of today you're going to be the only one in this group of ours without a girlfriend," Kabocha retorted, grinning confidently as he waved a hand dismissively, "But hey, there's plenty of other girls here to choose from. I think one of the aliens in the crew is a girl, so go crazy. You're into short, purple women right?" Heh, it wasn't his fault that Kai was so picky with women, and it'd probably be a long while until they found a female Saiyan who wasn't a total wench. So long as they were Saiyan-looking enough, or human for that matter Kabocha didn't particularly care; dating someone that looked like a Kaesstrian or something like that was out of the question. Going to fetch a box reluctantly he glanced back as he was teased by the twins, frowning before standing up and sniffing proudly. "Huh, funny, sounds like you don't think I can do it. Just you watch, I'll be able to woo her no problem, then you'll be eating your words when I've got her on my arm. As for her brother you think I'm scared of him? Please, the guy probably is weak, he makes up for that with his big mouth. If he wants to fight me fine, I wouldn't mind putting him in his place." Hating Saiyans like that, it was kind of a jerk move. It would be one thing if it was the Saiyans, as in the ones everyone was fighting, but nope; Takeshi, Shu, himself, Kai, Choi, Haku and Vegeta all seemed to be included in that bunch.

Takeshi wanted no part in what the squad was getting themselves into; sure Sasha was nice looking but she was a real jerk every time he'd been around her. The fact she was being polite and all this time he figured was just because they were here on a mission, otherwise she'd be as dismissive of them as ever. At least she wasn't as bad as Ricken, that guy seriously got his blood boiling with all that crap he kept saying. As if all Saiyans were bad people, if he wasn't mistaken it had been them who had saved those two all those months ago. A real crappy way of showing gratitude by clumping them together with the likes of their father, he almost wondered why they even bothered helping out. Once both he and Shu had boxes in hand he turned to leave the room, pausing mid-step as he noticed T'charrl just standing there not really doing anything. Furrowing his brow confused Takeshi turned back around, walking over to his friend and smiling up at him curiously. "Uh... You coming or you just going to stand here by yourself?" he asked, nodding his head towards the door, "Come on, let's get going. Once we're done dropping these off Shu and I are going to play some more, you should join us. Maybe we'll even try some of your games." No sense in leaving their friend out, especially not while everyone else was going off to do something. It just wouldn't be right if T'charrl was left all on his own. Speaking of which... "Haku, that means you too, let's go."

Hm, he was actually being included? Haku had figured everyone more or less forgot he was even here after the game had ended, so he was a little surprised to be getting an invitation elsewhere. Given the alternative of returning to his room and just sitting around he'd take the offer, and perhaps this time around make a genuine attempt at being more friendly. He still wasn't crazy about his situation, but the longer he found himself in it the more he realized it was far from the worst case possible. "Uh... Yeah, right, coming." he replied, glancing over at the final box in the stack. Figuring he would try helping out he went on ahead and grabbed it, a bit confused as to why the box itself was open. On a whim he figured he'd take a peak inside, peeling back one of the flaps to give a quick look. Some tools, a bit of wrapping and a long box inside of it. What was in the box? Reaching in he undid the latch on the box, opening it and gasping loudly before immediately dropping it. "What the hell?!" he yelped, taking a step back as he stared down at the contents on the floor. From the box had come all the tools as well as what had been in the smaller container; a severed arm, or what looked like one. Upon closer inspection one would see mechanical rivets where the shoulder would be, and as Haku went ahead and got closer he dared to poke it with his foot, breathing easily as it didn't seem to be the genuine thing. "Why the hell do they have an arm with them...?"

Viral asking for coffee was a bit odd, but if that's what he wanted then Yumi was happy to oblige. Cheerful as she seemed on the outside at current she was steamed over Ricken badmouthing her friends like that, seeing absolutely no reason for him to do such a thing. It was like he was clumping all of them together with the very people they were fighting, and obviously that wasn't a pleasant thing to do. The only single thing she could think of that may have offended him was when Viral had an episode on Pagonia, but even then it hadn't been anything against him, so why be upset? If she thought she had the patience for him she might try having a civil conversation, then again she wasn't sure he could even be civil. "It's not complete, but at least it's something, right?" Yumi asked, smiling slightly as she shrugged her shoulders, "Even if it doesn't completely fix things it'll at least keep them from getting worse, which is good too. Especially now that we're going to be getting Aito back to really fix you up having you stable is definitely not a bad thing."

Kai had absolutely no faith in Kabocha actually managing to accomplish something, seeing it as something that he was never going to manage. It was especially obvious he wasn’t going to accomplish this considering it was a girl he was trying to win over, even if his ideas of winning a girl was completely perverted. Smirking at his decision to get him involved in his little challenge he sighed heavily, looking away. “You’re just jealous that I get to choose while you have to make it a competition for yourself”. He didn’t care what Kabocha had to say, he could at least be picky and not have to try and look everywhere for suitable women. Looking to Kabocha he smirked, finding his inability to see how stupid he was being to be most amusing. “If he was weak then why would that rebel woman send the pair of them to us? But what do I know: I’m not as desperate as you are…”

Shu had no idea what was being talked about but he probably didn’t want to know anyway, especially when it meant Takeshi’s friends were teasing each other by the sounds of it. He just wanted to help out Vegeta and then go ahead and eat some food or something. His plans were pretty simple but he didn’t want to go anywhere without Takeshi right now, not unless Takeshi didn’t want him to be around. Happily walking along he soon stopped when Takeshi did, turning around to see his friend standing around looking a little anxious. He didn’t really know what was wrong with his friend but he was keeping his mouth shut tight, not really looking like he wanted to speak at all. “Ooh! Friend? Are you okay, Friend?”

T’charrl was quite willing to keep his distance but in turn that just attracted attention as well, frowning when they decided to look at him. It wasn’t a case that he didn’t want to follow on but something about being in a confined place like the ship made him worry that he might brush up against someone by accident. It was strange to be invited to play with them if he ever thought so, probably because it was Takeshi who was asking. Raising a claw for a second he soon lowered it again, looking around before shuffling on after them. Maybe he was being too polite with trying to please everyone because he seemed to be upsetting others.

Choi didn’t think Kabocha was going to be able to accomplish this task either and by the sounds of it, but that was to be expected when Kabocha was indeed Kabocha. The guy never really had a clue to how he should act around women and was probably going to get punched by the end of the day, but it would be entertaining all the same. Snickering a little he quickly looked to Haku who seemed to have trouble holding his box, turning towards him before trying to look into the box himself. He didn’t see all that much that was unusual, at least not from what he had seen himself. “What? It’s a fake arm. No big deal”, he spoke before smirking, “Lots of soldiers lose their limbs and get fake ones like these. Maybe they’re anticipating someone losing their arm in the battle we’ll soon face and are just getting prepared…”

Viral didn’t really have a very focused mind right now and was just letting Yumi drag him along like a child, his mind finding it difficult to keep track of everything that was happening. His consciousness was particularly sluggish since waking up with particular events such as what he was doing yesterday and a few days before becoming nothing but faded memories. If he did get his coffee at least he’d be getting some sort of nutrition in him that didn’t trigger anything, shame too since he still hadn’t been given a chance to master his other form which happened to be a shark of some sorts. Meat acted as a trigger for his feline form so maybe his other was triggered in roughly the same way. He was so confused to what he wanted from himself that everything that might aggravate his condition was off limits meaning food made him feel sick. Following his feet along he looked up to Yumi, staring at her as she spoke before his eyes slowly drifted down again. “Aito…I-ughh…right, right…” he spoke, raising a paw to rub his head, “What if…my old programming comes back and I try to kill him again…? It was never addressed, never fixed. Always frozen…just preserved with hope that it would pass. It always ends in bloodshed, mine or his…I don’t know. I can’t think straight anymore. Have you ever doubted yourself like this? Doubted your ability to do the right thing…?”

"Tch... You'd be competing with me and you know it. I mean think about it, I've got wealth and all that, plus my good lucks, what do you have against that?" Kabocha asked, grinning as he glanced back at Kai, "You're right I guess in that you won't be competing, because there is no contest. But maybe I'll be nice, give you a chance to try first before I sweep her off of her feet." To the desperate quip he just stuck his nose up, blowing off the insult before shaking his head and breaking into a smirk. "Or maybe they're so weak she figured send them, since they can't really fight? Could be either way, and even if he is a decent fighter I'm sure I can still beat him. As if I'd lose to a guy like him. Hell, I might fight him just for thinking we're scummy Saiyans like the Elites, just to shut him up." They had been just about to leave the room when they heard Haku freak out over something, taking a minute to pause as they all turned around curiously. Huh, an artificial limb, weird. Kabocha had seen plenty of those before around Kortal, especially in some of the more veteran warriors who had lost an arm or leg in battle; desensitized was a decent way to put it, he didn't feel any way towards the object in particular. If it had been a severed, bloody arm then sure, freak out, but to him that was hardly worth noticing. "Jeez Haku, weren't you supposed to be a soldier like us? You're more skittish than a baby," he teased, glancing over at Choi then and rolling his eyes, "Yeah, sure. I'm willing to bet the rebels are sending us body parts just in case, good observation. Here's another: who cares? Let's drop these boxes off already yeah?"

Takeshi didn't really know what to think of the limb, never having seen an artifical one before. Sure it was odd but to freak like Haku had? Setting down his box he went over to the discarded item, grabbing it and turning it over curiously. It felt fleshy, which was weird, but peeking inside he could see the metallic joints and some wires, as well as a couple of sockets in the shoulder of the arm. "It's kind of cool actually, wonder why they have it..." Seemed random to be carrying an artificial limb around, though he was sure there was a reason. Looking at Haku and rolling his eyes at his aversion to it Takeshi placed the arm back in its container, sticking that in the larger box before stacking it on its own. "Come on Haku, get yourself together and let's go, we've got games to play." And seriously, what was with T'charrl? The guy had been having a blast earlier playing with them and now he was all quiet and acting shy, what gives? They were hardly with anyone new unless you counted Sasha and Ricken, and he doubted the siblings were enough to make their friend act this way. "How's about we grab something to snack on before we go and play? You know... Just something quick, seeing as we ate before. We don't want to go into our games with an empty stomach, do we?"

"You think you might try hurting Aito again...? Why is that...?" Yumi asked, honestly sounding perplexed as she glanced back at Viral. The way he talked about it made sense to her, in a way, but she was hardly an authority on how things like that worked. Trying to be more optimistic about the situation she offered Viral a smile, giving a shake of her head as she finally released his arm. "You seem to be coherent to me, so I'm not sure why you mean by not thinking straight. As for doubting myself... Sure, plenty. There's always something that I'm not sure I can do, or something I wasn't sure I could overcome or beat. Know what though? I used that, instead of letting it stop me. Doubt I can do something? Then prove to myself I can, do everything in my power to prove myself wrong," she explained smiling sheepishly as she scratched at her nose, "It's a little cheesy... But that's how I deal with it. I don't know if you can... What's the word... Relapse? I think that's it... I don't know if you can relapse or not but it won't be like last time, we'll be there to stop it if anything should happen, which I doubt it will. Honestly though, if you're worried about it then just do everything in your power to keep it from happening, you'll be surprised how far a little bit of willpower can get you."

Kai was confident he could get any girl he wanted and it was the entire reason he didn’t see any competition in trying to get Sasha, especially when he wasn’t interested. He didn’t know why Kabocha didn’t see the big problem with this either when her brother was a real jerk to Saiyans for whatever reason which would only make things much more harder as a result. He would most likely go for a Saiyan in the end if he was to ever find someone, that or maybe a human so he could have really strong kids. It wasn’t that he cared much about keeping the Saiyan gene pure, but Saiyan women were more likely to fight and eat as much as he would while any other race would probably lag behind and cause more problems than solutions for him. Sighing lightly as Kabocha tried to make it a competition again he simply shook his head, smirking. “You’re still an idiot. I’m better looking than you are and I have longer hair. Girls dig the long hair”, he spoke calmly, “I can also cook. She probably can’t even cook and gets her brother to do it all”. Looking back to Choi and Haku when Haku decided to yell about something he gave the box a quick look before shrugging, not seeing it as all that a big deal. There were plenty of cyborgs out there and seeing a robotic arm in a box wasn’t a big deal to him, even his brother Choi expressing it. Haku really did seem to be soft when it came to battle scars if he found that surprising.

Shu didn’t know what the arm was and did seem pretty surprised about it, but when the others dismissed it as something pretty normal he could only assume it was normal to see one. He really didn’t know what it was for but maybe that was for whoever owned it to care. T’charrl meanwhile was being fairly passive about it and didn’t much care for it, probably because if he lost a limb it would just grow back. He guessed theirs didn’t so a robotic one seemed fair enough to get. While Shu did notice T’charrl’s quietness he didn’t want to speak up and ask him about it, probably knowing it would make him a little nervous. Continuing his hauling of the box he smiled happily at Takeshi, finding the thought of food to be most pleasant. “Yes please! I would like food! I want some nice fruit!”

“Who knows if they ever fixed what made me kill my creators. I was…already damaged when I woke up again, but who knows if they fixed what caused that to happen…” Viral had a lot of worries when it came to seeing Aito again, but it all lead back to when everything in his life started falling apart in the first place. There was no doubt anymore that the RRA had worked on him as well and who knew what they put in him to trigger that attack on his creators, their desire to make a living weapon being the primary reason for his existence. He really wanted to know what was in his the real reason he was what he was and was getting mixed messages from both parties, his existence simply too confusing for him to have a positive outlook of his future. He probably shouldn’t think about his future too much, he was already struggling to survive and thinking about it just placed false hope in his mind. “I see images flying everywhere. Your voice remains higher than the rest. I can’t concentrate on independent thought…” he spoke slowly, rubbing his head. Yumi was certainly trying hard with the encouragement but he wouldn’t have it any other way, especially when he was deteriorating fast. He needed something to focus on and that was certainly enough focus to keep him sane for now. “I need a strong mind to have willpower…you know. If something does happen, just…hit me as hard as you can, will you? I don’t know what was done to make it happen last time, I don’t know if it is still there…I don’t know if it was ever fixed. There’s the mind of a living weapon in this shell of a damaged warrior and there’s no way of knowing when an attack will happen…got it?”

Rather than waste more time chattering like old nannies about some prosthetic arm Takeshi wanted to get this favor over with; play time had been interrupted by the siblings showing up and he was still in the mood to goof off, as no doubt Shu was too. Leaving the squad to their debates on girls he directed his brother well clear of that, taking T'charrl and Haku with them. If they knew Sasha like he and Shu did they wouldn't be trying to win her over, but why ruin their fun? Let them go for it, then crash and burn when they found out she wasn't nearly as nice as she came across just now. Someone had to be civil he supposed, especially when your own brother was busy slinging around blind hate towards everyone who was or ever knew a Saiyan. So what should they spend their time doing anyways, far as play went? Takeshi wasn't sure, but he figured now was a good a time as any to grab some snacks. Snacks which, considering half their group, would no doubt subsist entirely of fruits and fruit related foods. Sure enough the mere mention of the word made Shu spring to in delight, the older boy smiling exasperatedly as he glanced over at his brother. "I know you like it... But seriously... You get waaaaay too excited whenever it's brought up," he said, shaking his head with a laugh, "Hey, I guess that's good though, fruit is good for you and all. But it's just going to be a quick snack, got it? Then we're back to playing."

Yumi didn't want to say Viral was being overly dramatic with his assessment of himself... But he kind of was. The way he was describing things it was like he was a loose cannon, a bomb just waiting to go off. If what he was saying was true then no way would he be out right now, Vegeta likely would have taken precautions or left him sedated inside of the healing tanks. Of course at this point she could tell that regardless of what her argument was it wouldn't get through to the Beastman, his mind very much stuck on this detrimental, negative spiral. Where she had been impatient and even assertive with T'charrl for this she didn't think it would go as well with her friend now; conditions aside Viral wasn't nearly as receptive to other people as T'charrl, so trying to do that wouldn't work. "Well you have a strong enough mind to be here now, speaking to me clearly, so you've got some willpower then. And maybe it's not even your mind that's got you worried, but your powers? It could be more of instincts driving you than your thoughts, and maybe that's what's making you uncertain?" It was all speculation, but in her eyes it did make some sense. Every time Viral went a little berserk he adopted animalistic qualities, often acting it seemed much more like the creature he was made of than himself. That might be why Vegeta was so bent on getting the Beastman to control his powers then, maybe he too thought the real issue lied in those being out of balance or something. Yumi gave her friend a sympathetic smile as she let out a sigh, folding her hands behind her back as she looked ahead thoughtfully. "I'm not going to attack you if something happens, sorry to disappoint you. I'll restrain you though, and make you remember who you are, but I won't attack you."

"These coordinates had best be accurate, I'm not in the mood to be jerked around." Optimistic as Vegeta wanted to be he couldn't help but feel cynical about this whole situation. Viral had suffered for so long, so many failed treatments had been performed, and now all of a sudden they had the location to his best chance of recovery? Part of him was elated at this fact, getting to see his parents again likely had a part in it too, but he also found it hard to accept. While there was no outright reason for deceit he wouldn't be completely confident in the findings until he got an absolute certainty from Sayomi herself, and even then he would have his doubts. Until they actually set foot on Namek, saw it with their own eyes, then he would put his whole faith into it. With members of the crew pouring over documents and records for reference Vegeta had gone ahead and begun establishing a link with the rebel ship, hoping to get in touch with Sayomi to get a full picture of this.

"You got us. We came all the way out here, with all of this equipment as part of some elaborate hoax. Glad to know you trust us," Ricken rebutted, frowning as he crossed his arms annoyed. After the incident with Viral had been buried the rebels for the most part were fond of this ragtag group, another thing that somewhat annoyed him. They came and went as they pleased, fought when convenient, and yet they were being hailed, as Korian put it, "an important arm of our effort." Sure he could see the use in a group like this, but to him it felt like they were only in it for themselves, doing things when it benefited them. The only reason they were being sent out here even was to help them, as himself and Sasha could easily have gone off to Namek on their own.

Sasha, still bothered by her brother's blatant disregard for their hosts, could only roll her eyes in exasperation. "Ricken, how about you come down from that high you're on and try being civil? Whether we want to be here personally or not doesn't matter, we're doing something for the rebellion and you should be happy for it." Honestly, he was only looking at one fact instead of the overall picture; securing and defending Namek would be a pivotal point in this war, especially if the Dragonballs ever became a target for the Saiyans.

Shu thought he was going to have some fun before they had to land on this strange new planet, especially when he really wanted to get all the fun out and not feel miserable later on when they might possibly have to fight bad things again. He knew that whenever he went to a new planet he would usually have to fight something so expecting combat on the first landing on a new planet was just normal for him. He was quite excited really, especially when it involved Dragonballs and seeing a dragon again. He didn’t know if it was going to be the same dragon or a new one but either way he was excited. Walking along with the box still on his head he gave Takeshi a smile, his tail waving around in excitement. “Yeah! Yeah I know! I know! I shouldn’t be, but I am!” he giggled, feeling fairly happy despite the moody guy arriving on the ship, “Okay, only a quick snack! Only a little fruit, not going to eat fast either…”

“Uhh, I-I’d really like something sweet to drink too…” T’charrl muttered, still trying to keep his voice low but at least he was leaning forward so Takeshi could hear him, “Do we have anything like that, please…?” While he was giving Takeshi a smile he was still worried about offending someone by talking, hoping he was being polite enough but not leaning in too much as to touch Takeshi. He was really putting his teachings into play with this kind of scene where he would often be told to be quiet around guests. Even if it was mostly his friends the two that just arrived were important right now and their comfort was key.

Viral was willing to take every single precaution that he could, only hoping that Yumi would take it as seriously as he was. He knew what was happening to him and could see his own mind crumbling, his worry that he would be gone before they could wish Aito back. Even if his mind went he had the tiniest slimmer of hope that Aito would be able to restore it, but he had all of his other worries to stack on top of that too. It was the only hope he had for himself and was trying to keep a hold of it, even during this dire time for him. He would rather Yumi tried to take him down if he got too out of hand and beating him to a pulp was going to be the only way around him going berserk, not unless she can do whatever happened to him when things started getting really bad. Frowning when she put too much faith in him he went back to watching his feet. “Maybe. I know what I’m made of and what I can become…and if I somehow manage to create that war machine of mine…” His body was becoming too weak to hold his powers and he knew that so who knew when they might emerge and try to kill whoever was near him. He didn’t so much fear losing his mind as he did accidentally hurt someone, maybe even killing them. It had happened before so who knew whether it would happen again. “If I lose myself, who knows if you can do even that. I feel like I’m losing myself piece by piece. I fear I am killing myself slowly first before I turn to you…not again, I can’t…I am not weak! Don’t you dare say that! I’ll slaughter everyone that-…ughh sorry, where am I…” Forgetting where he was for a second he looked back to Yumi, his eyes looking a little unfocused, “Where is coffee…?”

"Viral... You've got all of us here, don't forget that. Even if something does go wrong we'll step in and help, nothing will go wrong this time. And I'm sure steps will be taken to make sure everyone is safe, so don't worry so much. Besides, don't you think that there's some kind of trigger that made you do what you did? I bet the RRA did something, and guess what? We're way out here in space, they can't touch you, so you're safe from their influence." Yumi wanted to think so anyways, and what she had seen backed up her idea. They had seen Aito before through that portal on Kortal and Viral hadn't any kind of reaction then, so the sight of Vegeta's father didn't set him off. Nor did his voice, which only could leave his smell, she figured. Given the fact that Capsule Corporation was Aito's and some belongings still lingered, and Viral had never snapped, she could only figure that nothing currently in the Beastman would make him attack. Hm, how do you like that for some bruiser chick? Vegeta would be proud of her for figuring all that out! Smiling confidently to herself Yumi gave a nod of her head, slowing down and glancing back confused when Viral began speaking again; from mumbling to what seemed like arguing with himself, just what in the world was happening? Coming to a full stop she stood before her friend, staring up at him uncertainly as he had an episode, ending it on a rather vicious note. Blinking slowly she frowned, stepping closer and reaching up, placing a hand on his cheek. "Viral... What was that...?" she asked, not sounding very certain right this moment, "Are you... Feeling alright?"

Takeshi wasn't going to bother chiding Shu any more on his fruit obsession, doing so wasn't going to change a thing. Plus they would likely be going to the kitchen, and going to the kitchen meant he could have something other than fruit this time around. Thankfully their groups had broken off and it was just the four of them now, he wasn't sure if he had the patience for a whole party at the moment; there were things they still wanted to do and having a lot of others tagging along made that difficult. Eh, who was whispering in his ear just now? Furrowing his brow Takeshi turned his head to check, eyes widening a bit in surprise seeing T'charrl mere inches from his face. Jumping slightly in surprise he stepped away, smiling sheepishly as he held up a hand, "Jeez, don't creep up on me like that!" he said, laughing as he rubbed at his head, "And of course we do! Uh... I mean we probably do. If not we can make something for you, no problem. Mix up some juices or whatever, you know?" Heck, they had a blender in the kitchen, why not make smoothies? What all went into smoothies anyways? Fruit, Takeshi figured, but that wasn't what made it cold. Ice cream? Had to be, he couldn't think of anything else that would work. Smoothies were always a good idea, though nothing would compare to the ones they could get back in East City.

Vegeta was not an impatient person by any stretch of the imagination, he was used to having to wait on business partners to show up, or scheduled appointments to begin. Yet when you expected an immediate reply from someone using an instant form of communication and there was no response after five minutes... Yeah, he was a little annoyed. It could be the urgency he felt in getting a move on as well though, particularly now that they could find what they were looking for. Viral's well being quite literally hung in the balance here, and the sooner they could reach Namek the sooner he would begin to improve in earnest. So if Sayomi could answer, or someone for that matter that would be just grand. Staring at the screen as communications were attempted a second time Vegeta let out a faint cuss when the signal was dropped, shaking his head and glancing back at the crew. "One more time, please. We need to get through for this information to mean anything." They had some data, sure, but the precise coordinates didn't seem to be among it, and for fair reason. As Sasha had been generous enough to explain it was a security measure, just in case something were to happen to her and Ricken on their way to find the group. Should the Saiyans learn of the location, she explained, it could be disastrous for everyone, and given the power the Dragonballs granted she wasn't wrong. The Namekians may need to be convinced to allow their group to use the Dragonballs, but they honestly had no malicious intent with them unlike the Saiyans no doubt would.

Viral was not feeling terribly great, especially when trying to settle down and find that one moment of piece again. He wasn’t tired so tiredness wasn’t the problem, but finding his mind blanking out made him feel unsettled. To have all these negative thoughts buzzing around his head his mind was going to occasionally slip up before everything settling down again. Unfortunately for him Yumi did manage to take notice, stopping him in his trap and nearly causing him to fall forward at the sudden loss of momentum. Staring at her as she spoke his eyes tried to focus on hers, looking confused for a moment before sighing. “…I don’t know where I am anymore”, he spoke lowly, reaching up to her hand before looking around, “I feel…confused. I’m fine. Everything is okay…” He didn’t know how to respond to her because of his lack of awareness, turning back to her and lowering his own paw as he gave her a lazy stare. “What do you want from me…? You’re keeping something from me…”

Shu giggled when Takeshi got a fright, smiling up at his nervous friend. He really did have a good ability to be sneaky, but then again that was due to his race’s capability of sneaking very well. Looking quickly to Takeshi he smiled in anticipation of what he might want to do with the offer for a drink, getting all excited at the thought of a smoothie. “Ooh! That would be yummy!” he giggled, shifting the box on his head around to keep it from falling down. “It would be really nice to have some nice fruit and a nice drink, I think! It’s two in one! I wonder if Mister Viral would like one…but then again…he doesn’t really eat anymore, huh?”

The communication couldn’t had been at a more awkward moment, especially when she was the one who was supposed to contact them once she had settled communications and made sure they were bug-free. Sayomi was still trying to work through the communication by the time Vegeta started trying to call impatiently, knowing it was a sensitive subject they were trying to talk about. Getting annoyed by the third call she pulled up another computer, forcing it to close before forcing her own call through instead. The moment the connection went through she gave Vegeta an annoyed glare before sighing, brushing back her hair. “If by one call I don’t come through…would you wait before making another? If you don’t want people knowing then you have to be patient”, she spoke before frowning, “I see Sasha and Ricken boarded without any problem. That’s good. The connection is secure now. I hope you’re prepared. It was just by chance we found it…but, there are doubts as to whether the planet is completely safe. Are your systems fully secure?”

Perhaps asking for a wholly descriptive, detailed response of what Viral was experiencing was a bit much, but Yumi would have at least liked something. Rather than offer any semblance of an explanation all she got was further rambling, more confused sounding than anything else. "You're fine...? You don't sound fine," she said, frowning as she watched the Beastman glance around confused. Just what had happened to him? Was this because he had been in the healing tank? He'd not even been in that long, so she really didn't think that it could have been that. Furrowing her brow in confusion as she was questioned she lowered her hand, folding her arms uncomfortably over her chest as she shifted her weight about a little. "I don't want anything from you, and I'm not hiding anything from you. We were talking about coffee and you started doing... This, there's nothing being kept from you. Now come on..." she insisted, reaching out again as she tried to grab one of his paws, "Let's go get you that coffee, and maybe something to eat too. Maybe you just need something in your stomach to help get you thinking straight again."

"Seriously... I think my getting scared is probably the funniest thing for you to see," Takeshi said, narrowing his eyes at Shu before sticking out his tongue. Every time something happened to him Shu broke out into a giggle fit, whether it was him getting an unexpected spook or falling out of a tree; for a pure, innocent little guy Shu sure took some sort of pleasure in his older brother getting into a pickle. It was probably the way he handled it though, Takeshi reflected, as he would admit his reactions were usually comical. Much as he might enjoy having someone laughing at his expense he decided it was better to focus their attention elsewhere, say, on their snacks? If Shu and T'charrl both wanted something sweet or fruity then he had the perfect idea in mind: they could all make smoothies! Sure he might not totally get how one was made but they could wing it, sooner or later they would get it right. "Eh? Maybe Viral would like one, you never know. Hell, if we see the guy let's offer him one!" Takeshi said, smiling and giving a small nod, "I'm sure we can find some kind of smoothie he'll like, even if it's got to be some fish... Steak smoothie... Ew..."

"Uh... This sounds great and all... But what's a smoothie...?" Haku asked, frowning as he looked between the group. He'd never heard of one of those before, it did sound kind of interesting though. Something with fruit and something sweet from what he understood, he wouldn't mind something like that right about now. Looking back at Takeshi he gasped seeing the older boy staring at him, frowning uneasily as a small bead of sweat trickled down the side of his face. "W-What...? What did I say...?"

"You don't know what a smoothie is? Are you serious? How were you on Earth and yet you don't know what a smoothie is?" Shaking his head in bewilderment Takeshi looked forward again, smiling dreamily as he adjusted the box in his hands. "A smoothie is like getting a nice cold breeze on a hot summer day. It's like getting a nice big steak after a long workout, or getting to fly through the sky and watch the sunset. Smoothies are... Well they're awesome!" They were probably the closest thing for him in terms of a food obsession when compared to Shu's love of fruit. Glancing back at T'charrl he smiled knowingly, "You know what they're like, right? Didn't you like them a lot?"

Vegeta had been annoyed by the dropped calls, perhaps unnecessarily so, but he had every right to be. They had been searching for a way to finally cure Viral and now they were presented with a chance to do so, a chance to find Namek and bring back his father. Not having Sayomi ready immediately upon her subordinates' arrival was allowable, but after another failed call he had begun to become irritated. By the time she finally came on the screen he was not overly thrilled, staring at the older woman unamused as he folded his hands behind his back. The first thing out of her mouth was not a greeting but rather her chastising him for impatience. Him, honestly? He'd been patient, he had been patient for over a month or two trying to secure some cure for the Beastman, and now it was within his grasp. And HE was not being patient? Closing his eyes and inhaling through his nose Vegeta looked at the screen again, feeling a little something go in his mind as he raised a hand abruptly and pointed at the screen in annoyance. "Are my systems secure? I don't know, YOU helped design them. Are you suggesting that our work is somehow faulty?" he snapped, frowning as he accused Sayomi of such a thing. After a brief moment of pointing at the screen he realized what an ass he was making of himself, blinking a few times as his face turned red. Lowering his hand Vegeta cleared his throat awkwardly, coughing into a fist before looking away from the screen abashed. "I'm... Sorry about that, please excuse my outburst."