Viral was completely confused, his mind unable to understand where he was and how he managed to get there. He was not feeling terribly great as in his head was not settling down and everything was making him dizzy. He didn’t want to talk about this sort of stuff if it had already disappeared from his mind. Yumi’s concerns were starting to concern him, but quite frankly he was feeling too disorientated to keep track of what was going on. It felt like he had fallen asleep while walking for a moment and when he snapped out of it he felt the need to apologise, but something went on instead. He was losing his mind and that was making him upset. “You’re not…you’re not? I-…coffee…” Looking down as she grabbed his paw he let out a sigh, rubbing his head slowly. “I don’t want food…I can’t eat food. I just need to last a little while longer”, he spoke lowly, not feeling that his lack of appetite was getting through to her, especially when she constantly tried to get him to eat, “Even if I end up coming out of this with no muscle…I just can’t do it”.

Shu couldn’t wait for some smoothies if he really was going to get some, feeling all happy that the suggestion for something to drink as well came up. He didn’t know if they would be able to play after drinking one when they were so filling. T’charrl really liked the smoothies when he was on Earth so it would be good revisiting them. He did wonder if he told his mother about it when they were on his home planet, but then again maybe he had more important stuff to talk about when he was there. Looking to Takeshi he shook his head at the suggestions. “Eww! No! Unless he likes that…but I don’t!” Looking to Haku when he decided to speak up he looked fairly confused, staring at him with uncertainty to what he had been doing for all the time he was on Earth. He should’ve known if he lived with Earthlings for so long, especially if they were really popular in the city.

T’charrl was a little confused by Takeshi’s reaction but he could probably understand it since Haku was found on Earth and he was there for a long time apparently and yet still didn’t know what a smoothie was. Probably the aspect of not knowing what it was after being there so long surprised him, but it had probably been new to Shu as well when they first met up. Looking between them curiously his eyes soon went back to Takeshi when he was addressed, nodding quickly. “Yes! I-I mean…yes, it’s like…drinking what you would eat…but it’s not drinking, it’s eating, but easy to drink and-uhh, it’s really good…”

Sayomi had a really busy day and to be called repeatedly like this when she was already trying to secure a call was just annoying, not really in the mood for any of these problems to arise while she was trying to make the call as secure as it could possibly be. The data was pretty sensitive and to have this planet revealed to the Saiyans would be extremely bad, especially when another ship had just boarded the other. Waiting for Vegeta to simply flip the correct switches on the console she was instead met with his finger, staring at it before her eyes went straight to Vegeta again, giving him an angry glare. How dare he get sassy on him like that, she didn’t care about what stress he was under with his friend there was still no need to snap at her like that. Folding her arms she stepped to the side, staring at him as he made his apology. “Oh right, of course. Are you done acting like a spoilt child now? Got that all off your chest? Oh, don’t mind me. I’ve just spent the day restoring our systems, constructing limbs for those who lost theirs in the struggle and chasing down a bogey that may had eluded us all while making sure I have everything prepared for your journey through the safest, quickest route possible so you can save your engineered parahuman”. Moving her hands back to the console she gave Vegeta a cold stare, holding her hand over the devices, “Now, are you going to press the buttons so I can send you this data or are you going to waste time again? After all, if you listened to me before or read my notes, you’d know that sensitive data is sent via both the sender and the receiver pressing a certain few buttons in a certain combination so others can’t syphon the data as it travels between data links…”

Yumi really didn't know what was happening here, and the fact Viral seemed to be going back and forth terrified her. Things were supposed to be getting better, so why was he incoherent like this? Was it a side effect of the treatment? "Okay, okay no food, sorry. We'll get you that coffee and that's that." It was still an odd request, asking for coffee, but at this point she didn't want to argue with him. Finally reaching the kitchens she kept hold of Viral's paw, pulling him along as they cut through the mess hall and went right into the cooking space. Coffee... Coffee... Where did they keep coffee? In a cabinet probably, which was all fine if there weren't near a dozen and a half of them. Frowning in disdain Yumi released Viral's hand, closing her eyes as she began to walk around and sniff at the air. Coffee beans had a distinct scent, and she would be able to pick it up even without her enhanced senses; sure enough she managed to pinpoint the exact cabinet they needed. Pulling it open she snatched out the container of grounds, smiling triumphantly as she brought it over to the counter with the brewing stand. Popping open the lid she slipped in a filter, filling it with grounds and then finally adding water before sealing it shut, getting it to start brewing.

Being borderline aghast that Haku had no idea what a smoothie was of course Takeshi had to explain, otherwise it was pretty much an injustice not knowing. Perhaps he got a touch overzealous in his explanations, but that should answer the other boy's questions about it; glancing at Haku's expression it was obvious it hadn't helped at all. Letting out a soft sigh he smiled, shaking his head before chuckling, "It's fruit and ice cream mixed together, that's it. You'll like it." Everyone who ever tried them enjoyed them, even people like him who otherwise weren't all that crazy about fruit. It wasn't always easy to make one sadly, and if it were he'd probably be mainlining the entire industry by himself. T'charrl could back him up here, the guy tried one when they were on Earth and loved it. "See? They're awesome! We'll make you one and you'll love it, I bet. And even if you don't... Nah, you'll love it!" They were close enough to the mess hall now that he could almost taste the smoothie, but sadly they weren't going there just yet; the med bay was a ways past the mess hall, and only after they dropped off their equipment could they go ahead and grab some food. Bah, stupid favors, keeping them from enjoying their food.

"Tch... Very mature, typical Saiyan..." Ricken grumbled, frowning as he crossed his arms on his chest, "She's busy, or did you not consider that? A little selfish, don't you think?" Sniffing indignantly he winced when smacked in the back of the head, cringing slightly before glancing over at Sasha annoyed. He wasn't wrong, Vegeta was being wholly unreasonable, he should know the universe didn't revolve around him and his needs.

Vegeta was rather embarrassed by his sudden outburst, though considering the stress he'd been under as of late it could have been far worse. He did indeed feel like a spoiled child for doing that, unable to look at Sayomi for a moment as he looked away, his face burning with embarrassment. Shooting Ricken a quick glare he finally looked back at the screen, nodding his head before letting out a sigh and running a hand through his hair. "Yes... Yes I'm ready, again sorry for that. And I understand, encrypting the signal so the data cannot be intercepted and used, I know the process. I'll get right on that." Using the holographic display beneath the screen he went ahead and brought up a command console, waiting for Sayomi to begin before following her lead in turn, putting in every command needed to begin the uplink. Once it was done an empty file appeared on the display, the information pertaining to Namek gradually beginning to trickle in. Unable to hide a smile at the sight he rubbed his hands together, looking back up at Sayomi again. "Thank you very much, I sincerely mean it. And also... Apologies for the attacks. Sasha and Ricken shared a little information on what had transpired, and my condolences go out to those injured. I know we're currently not in a position to offer any aid, but as soon as we're able, should you need anything, don't hesitate to ask." Most of their group couldn't offer much more than brute strength, but T'charrl could heal and he could help with repairs and treating the wounded alike.

Viral didn’t know if he was supposed to be glad that she was accepting his request for no food or concerned that she wasn’t trying to force it down him, but then again he was rather unwell and his mind probably couldn’t handle a sudden burst of flavour that came with food. He wanted something to drink and wanted to stay awake so coffee was definitely something he thought was best for him, plus there was no way he could react over caffeine and water. Stumbling after her with large steps he eventually stopped when she did, looking up and around as if he was in a mysterious new place. There was the problem of having to search for the coffee now, but that shouldn’t be too much of a problem when they both had good senses and could probably smell it out; however, Viral became pretty absentminded pretty quickly as his attention turned elsewhere, staring at the sink nearby that was nice and clean, pretty shiny too. Slowly wandering over to it he frowned at his reflection, reaching a paw up and rubbing his horns as Yumi brewed the coffee. “…They wanted a war machine…but I look like a demon…” he muttered, lowering his paw, “What is that? What is that…thing? They wanted it…but couldn’t take it. They tried hard…”

Shu was a little confused about what was going on but he was certainly enjoying what he had to think about, his memories of the smoothies on Earth still pretty fresh. He really hoped they had the ingredients, but then again they probably picked up a lot of fruit from Kaesstra so that would be fairly handy. The ship seemed especially good at keeping fruit fresh and he didn’t understand how, but then again technology was still a strange thing to him and he certainly was going to give it a chance even if it sometimes scared him. He was certain he could trust it if it meant it was going to keep his fruit fresh. Smiling happily at Takeshi as he spoke about the smoothie he squeaked, bouncing a little as he walked. “Or I can have it! No let it sit there doing nothing! That’s bad! Can I have one that’s really sweet?”

Sayomi was patient but she was not patient enough for rudeness like that. She could understand the stress that came with someone possibly dying over this but she wasn’t going to let him walk all over her. Staring at Vegeta with an annoyed look on her face she narrowed her gaze. “If you knew the process before then you wouldn’t had said anything or tried to call me multiple times”. Pressing in the commands once Vegeta started doing the same she sent the data to him, moving back a little she scratched her chin as she waited for the information to go through, frowning when he spoke about the attacks. “It was hardly a big deal, at least not anymore. We’re in control again, but we need to hold back for a while”, she spoke, taking the whole struggle pretty light. It was the only thing she could do after all that to keep the spirits up, knowing they could had been in worse trouble. “There is one thing you could do for now. The only reason we found Namek so quickly was due to an unknown vessel heading erratically in that direction. The vessel may had landed on the planet but it was so badly damaged that it possibly burned up. Investigate it. I don’t want anything foreign on that planet. Think you can do that for me?”

Brewing coffee was a pretty menial task, Yumi hardly had to mind the stand while it was going on. She should be addressing Viral's coming in and out of what she could only call hysteria, but how? It was obviously something that needed to be spoken about and yet she hadn't a clue how to go about doing so; if she did something wrong it could make it worse, and she really didn't want to do that. Sighing silently under her breath she turned around and smiled at her friend only to give him a confused look when he went to the sink, watching as he examined his reflection. "Who wanted a war machine? Aito?" Yumi asked confused, frowning as she leaned against the counter, placing her hands on the edge. "He never wanted a war machine, not the Aito I knew. Maybe the RRA tried making you into that but you're not that, not by a long shot. And what are you talking about? What did who want?" He really wasn't making any sense right now, Viral was being far too vague and all over the place. Smiling sympathetically Yumi reached out and put a hand on Viral's arm, giving it a small pat before moving a little closer. "Hey... Is there anything you want to tell me about? If it's not easy then don't worry, but I'm always willing to listen. What's on your mind, do you know?"

"Heh, if you want one that's really sweet then sure, go ahead! You can have whatever you want squirt!" Takeshi replied, grinning as he shrugged his shoulders, "Same for you two, I'll make whatever you guys want. We can use some of the fruit from Kaesstra too I guess, wonder how that will taste?" Would mixing foods from two different worlds work, he wondered, or would it end up tasting terrible? Only one way to find out he supposed and that was by trying it. Upon finally reaching the medical bay he made no qualms about more or less dropping their boxes by the door, creating a stack just off to the side so that someone else, probably Vegeta, could handle dealing with putting it away. "Alright, now that that's done, smoothie time!" Takeshi announced with a smile, promptly slipping back out of the medical bay after hardly a moment of being inside. So what kind of smoothie should he make for himself then, hm? Maybe a banana and strawberry one, or perhaps one with mango and banana and peaches... Did they even bring peaches? Hopefully they had enough fruit for all of them, with how often the stuff was eaten Takeshi wouldn't be overly shocked if they were nearing the end of their supply at this point. Sure they had brought almost a month's worth of provisions, but at the rate they ate it might last half that long at best.

Vegeta wasn't going to apologize again, not after having done so twice already, but he wouldn't argue any further either. He even let the comment about a 'parahuman' slide though it agitated him a bit. Personal annoyances aside they were getting underway with what he needed, and really that was what mattered here. Going through the process of putting in the commands he smiled gratefully seeing the data beginning to come in, taking a step back and inquiring about the attacks on the rebels and Saiyans. From what little he could see of their ship the situation did not appear to be dire, though Sayomi had hinted at a fair number of wounded and potentially worse. "So you're saying someone else could be on Namek then...?" Vegeta asked, unable to hide the disappointment in his tone. Depending on who, or what had landed it could have catastrophic results, they needed to get there as soon as they could to ensure things were safe. Even in their situation he was a little surprised the rebels hadn't sent anyone after it, but that was the past and bickering over it now would solve nothing. Frowning at the revelation Vegeta gave a small nod, rubbing at his forehead as he glanced at the data again, "Of course, we'll see to that. If it's one of those beasts we'll kill it, if it's someone else we'll see if we can capture them and figure out what's going on. For someone to just haphazardly land on that planet... Call me cynical, but I can't help but worry there's more to it than it being an accident."

Viral felt confused and disorientated as he stared at his own form in the shining metal, an expression that only said he didn’t know what he had looked like until now. He really didn’t have a clue and now he was only feeling the confusion he first felt when he first experienced the transformation. He couldn’t remember the actual event himself but the confusion he felt when it first happened to him was returning as if a bad dream. They wanted him to have these abilities, then there was Enki. Enki was built with nothing but having war in mind with weapons that could destroy civilisations. He could only just withstand an attack against an Oozaru but other than that everything about it screamed using it against anyone he couldn’t take on when he was his normal size. It packed devastating attacks, just like his other transformation. Staring into his reflection he frowned when Yumi decided to try and make it better, finding it wasn’t really helping him when she didn’t seem to know what he wanted answers about either. “You didn’t know him…and neither did I. He just-…the RRA…they know how to control me. Everyone wants control of me! The Saiyans wanted the monster for their own use, but…no matter what they tried…they…just-…”

Sighing, he raised a paw to his head again, his eyes quickly going to Yumi’s hand as she touched his arm. Looking to her his eyes appeared unfocused again, searching her for the meaning of her words. He probably didn’t have very long to live, but the only problem was everytime he tried to talk about it he just had panic attacks. Maybe this mania would cease if he spoke about it more, if he could speak about it, at least. “My mind…? I should just-…have to say…” he groaned, rubbing his head slowly as he shut his eyes tight, “The Saiyans…they tried to extract my transformations to understand it, tried to force it out of me by overloading me with energy; however…they couldn’t. To turn me into a demon! Is that what I am?? I am clearly a weapon! Everyone may hide the truth…ignore it…but it won’t leave! It won’t leave me. I’m just another weapon…another weapon! War machine…created for a purpose, but! But inferior to that purpose! Don’t call me that…don’t call me that…”

Shu didn’t care what was in it so long as it was sweet and tasty, his only hope that there was some nice tasty fruit left that could be blended up into a smoothie. He didn’t know what could be put in one especially when he usually just grabbed the fruit and ate it. Takeshi would know what to do and what he needed to make a good smoothie so leaving it to him was definitely most ideal. Looking back to his friend he happily smiled, hoping everyone was up for smoothies and not just him and T’charrl. Once they finally reached their destination he lifted the box off his head and placed it down on the ground carefully. He wondered if Takeshi’s friends knew about smoothies too, but judging by their appearance they probably don’t even know what they look like. Bouncing off after Takeshi he smiled happily, hoping they were all ready for smoothies. “Smoothie time! Best time is smoothie time!” he squeaked happily, bouncing around T’charrl, “Better than breakfast time! But anything better than bath time! Not good time, bath time…”

Sayomi had said what she wanted and had nothing left to give them other than the request to follow a strange and erratic signal, feeling it was best for them to check out when it was in the exact place they wanted to be. It definitely helped them to find the planet by following it but the fact that it landed there was definitely a concern. “That is correct…or, at least, their body is if they didn’t survive”, she spoke calmly, shifting on her feet, “We lost its signal when it entered the atmosphere. From what we can tell it’s not giving out a signal itself for communication so we can only hope it meant it crashed”. She knew they would be able to handle it even if they did feel the need to go over and check it out, just as a precaution at the very least. It wasn’t unusual for ships that were essentially ghost ships to crash on planets, but when it meant it crashed on Namek she had every reason to be concerned. “It could had been anything. If it was one of those beasts then one thing’s for certain; they don’t know how to pilot ships. Those creatures are durable so I wouldn’t put it past one for it to survive a possible explosion. If you find anything, be sure to report it. This is an unknown vessel we’re dealing with and for it to just drop on Namek…protect the locals. Destroy what’s left of that ship and find who was piloting it and give us anything you find. We can’t have Namek become another victim to either these monsters or anyone else who may sought to take advantage of what few Namekians there possibly are”.

"Viral, only the Saiyans and the RRA want to control you, no one else. None of us do, Aito doesn't, the rebels don't. There's some bad people sure but not everyone is like that. Hell, we're trying to do the exact opposite!" No no no, why was he thinking this way again? No one here was trying to do anything like that to him, so why was he saying these things? She couldn't figure out, and that was making her feel both helpless and afraid, afraid for her friend's well being. Trying anything to bring Viral back down Yumi reached out and grabbed hold of his arm, hoping perhaps something as simple as contact would be enough. Gripping his arm gently she glanced up at him, frowning sadly when he continued to go on, almost becoming hysterical as his voice rose up in volume. Having enough she shook her head disdainfully, stepping in and pulling Viral into a hug, taking his head down and laying against her shoulder as she let out a shaky sigh. "You're NOT a weapon, or a demon. People don't love those, people don't care about those. You're a person, you're our friend, you're our mentor. And you are definitely not inferior, you never have been! You have your own strengths just like everyone else, that's all. You're different, but that doesn't mean you're any worse!"

"I don't know if smoothie time is the best time, but it sure is up there!" Takeshi said, laughing as he put his hands into his pockets, "And hey, bath time is fun! And it's important, otherwise we'd be all smelly and gross all the time, you know? Staying nice and clean is important buddy." Particularly when you could be a bit of a germaphobe like he was, or anything that was a little creepy crawly really. Washing daily, sometimes twice a day, was the only way to ensure they were bug free. It was nice not to be sweaty too of course, but if he said the real reason then T'charrl would end up all bummed out. Ooooh, and here was the mess hall again, smoothies were only moments away now! Smiling eagerly Takeshi rubbed his hands together, throwing open the doors and marching in with a purpose as he began going back towards the kitchen. He thought he had heard something for a moment but dismissed it; not seconds after he heard a voice again, this time it was most definitely Yumi. Judging by the tone she sounded pretty upset, but over what? Slowing down in his steps Takeshi frowned, glancing back over his shoulder at the others uncertainly before looking at the door to the kitchen. Should they go in and see what was going on? It might be a little intrusive but what if Yumi needed help? Biting his lip uncertainly he went ahead and put a hand on the door, shaking his head before pushing it open and stepping into the kitchen to see Yumi and Viral standing there... Hugging? "Uh... Hi?"

Highly unusual that a ship would crash on Namek, if only because it seemed too coincidental. They were looking for Namek, another ship ladns on Namek, again Vegeta found himself drawing doubts. Whether this ship was a threat or not he was going to go either way, he had to confirm there was no reason for alarm to settle his own mind. "Of course, I understand. Eliminate any potential threats to the Namekians, easy enough. Though we're going to obtain the Dragonballs the well being of the locals is our priority." He never intended to inconvenience or be rude to any of the Namekians while there; if they were denied access to the Dragonballs then they would leave, begrudgingly but they would. The task in of itself was simple enough given that was their destination anyways, and should they encounter any of those creatures it shouldn't be overly difficult to dispatch of them. "We'll see to it that no harm befalls Namek or its people while we're there, of that you have my word. Do understand that while we're agreeing to see this through however we are not by any means aiding your struggle again, not just yet. Once we've ensured Namek's safety our only objectives are to see to our own, I'm sure you can sympathize with that. Once we're back to full strength however I'm sure we'll work together again."

Viral felt like he was losing his mind with everything he was being told being only a lie, finding it hard to find truth in Yumi’s words when everything going on in his head told him otherwise. They were getting as strong as they did before, forcing their way into his mentality and inducing panic and uncertainty. He was having way too many anxiety attacks lately to keep himself functioning properly, getting angry and rather aggressive fairly quickly. It was a rather painful state to be in with the threat of death feeling imminent all the time. It constantly felt like he was going to have a heart attack. He recognised he was very sick now and even when it didn’t show it on the outside his head still felt like it was going to fail him at any time. Struggling to get passed the voices that forced their way into his mind he slowly lowered his head, near struggling to breathe through his bout of madness before Yumi took hold of him, grasping him in her arms and pulling his head down to embrace it. Still shaking as she spoke to him her voice was only just managing to break through the demeaning voices and imagery; however, it was enough to chase them away. As his mind slowly returned he was soon able to breathe again, taking deep unsteady breaths. He felt disorientated and weakened, his eyes going to Yumi before he sighed, lowering his head slightly. “I-I…am not-…what am I supposed to be…”

Shu was really excited, knowing it was something that could only please him at this time of urgency. While he was excited to go to Namek he knew it was for all the worst reasons involving the health of their friend. They shouldn’t need to use the Dragonballs there to save their friend at all, he should’ve been okay in the first place. Vegeta was going to get his parents back so that was good, but hopefully they were going to be able to help his friend and that it wasn’t just going to be a dead end for their friend. Smoothies was definitely going to cheer him up really good. “Bath time is only fun when no get soap in eyes! But it scary! Not best time…” Moving quickly after Takeshi he hurried on in after him, looking around before squeaking at the voices that were already present. It must’ve been Viral by the sounds of it but hearing Yumi too meant good news since Viral wasn’t talking to himself; then again, maybe he was and Yumi was trying to get him to stop. Following slowly after Takeshi he gave a quick glance to T’charrl and Haku before into the kitchen as well, staring at the pair as they appeared to be hugging with less of Viral hugging and more standing there looking a little shaken. Frowning a little he gasped when Takeshi spoke up, looking up to him before giving a little wave at the pair.

Viral didn’t notice Takeshi and the others at first, feeling that his mind was not able to think through the losses of his sanity before they could return. Slowly looking towards the kitchen’s entrance when he saw movement out of the corner of his eye his mind tried to focus on them, the forms eventually turning into Takeshi, Shu and their friends. Not looking like he was understanding what was going on he let out a groan, pointing out to them as he turned his head away. “Get me my coffee…don’t just stand there…” He had little care about possible embarrassment he would’ve felt over this situation, he had little to lose and this wasn’t going to make any difference at this point. He was clearly losing his mind and could only hope he would be able to recover it, hopefully finding his focus again with coffee. He felt absolutely terrible and wasn’t going to allow some silly embarrassment get to him. It was bad enough having these memories float in and out like terrible waking nightmares without this getting to him.

Sayomi didn’t care if the ship was just a handy occurrence or not, the biggest problem was always going to be the fact that their planet had been found and not by them. She wanted to understand who that was and how they managed to find a planet that was literally off the charts. The fact that they managed to catch the ship was just out of pure coincidence, but either way they managed to find the ship that way. “Of course. I doubt the locals would want you using their artefacts if you did nothing to help them, I assume”, she spoke calmly, looking at her nails, “The only reason we were able to track the vessel was because it passed us after the battle. It nearly struck our ship so as far as I’m concerned it was an act of aggression”. She really didn’t have time to go chasing after a ship when there were others who were willing to go to the planet that was of concern. Staring down at the monitor as Vegeta made his agreement she gave a quick nod. “I expected no less. We’re not ones to get angry over allies needing a break for their own business. Besides…you’re fighting the same fight we are, just in a different form. The King is still your enemy, after all. We’ll have to settle back on Uunoue for a while ourselves to regain our strength. Besides, regarding what else we were working on that I mentioned to you before. It is still a concern for us”.

Yumi didn't know what more she could do for Viral, finding herself becoming uneasy and stressed as he rambled. The only course of action she could ultimately decide on was to try giving him a hug, perhaps hold him and hope somehow the intimate contact would give Viral chance to relax; the effects weren't immediate, but after a brief spell it looked like the Beastman had managed to calm down. Smiling sadly she let out a soft sigh, closing her eyes as she gave Viral another hug before easing up her grip on him some. "I can't tell you that, no one can. You're Viral, that's all I can say, it's your choice to decide what that means." Even if he had said before he wanted someone to order him she couldn't do it, she refused to tell him what to do like she was somehow superior to him. If anyone was going to give Viral directions it would be Vegeta, or perhaps even Aito, though she knew at least the former wasn't a fan of it either. Hearing the doors to the kitchen swing open Yumi's ears perked up, looking over hastily and relaxing seeing it was the boys and their friends who had come in. Perhaps while not the best timing on their part it could do some good for Viral, having others around to give him support.

"Well just close your eyes like I tell ya squirt and you won't get soap in them!" Takeshi retorted, smirking as he rolled his eyes. Taking a bath wasn't rocket science, and he was a little hard pressed to believe Shu had never cleaned up before meeting him. He'd lived with some old people before coming to the city hadn't he? Surely they had him shower, even if only once. Hey... Who was that talking in the kitchen? It sounded like Yumi's voice but what was she so worried about? Walking over to the kitchen he slowly stepped into the room, blinking a bit confused seeing both Yumi and Viral hugging, certainly a different sight. Then he was addressed by Viral, or rather the whole group was, over... Coffee? "Uh... What?" Takeshi asked, frowning confused as he glanced around before spotting the pot on the counter. He wanted coffee? Well alright then, though he didn't really get why. Searching around in the cabinets above the roaster he managed to find a sizable mug, pouring some of the freshly brewed drink into it before offering it over to the Beastman. Boy, for somoene who just came out of a healing tank he sure did look like crap. Seemed out of it too, he wondered why that was. Maybe that's why he was asking for the coffee, to try and wake himself up some. "Uh... Heh... We're makings smoothies, do uh... Do you guys want some?" Takeshi asked uncertainly, looking more at Viral than Yumi.

"Right, it would be awfully presumptuous of us to appear on Namek and expect them to abide by our requests. Though to be fair I never did intend to simply go and ask them without compensation, this just wasn't quite what I expected," Vegeta explained, nodding as he placed a hand on his chin, "Do understand though that we are not generally the type to strike first and ask questions later, so we may try to get the story from the individual whose ship nearly hit you. It could very well be an innocent individual had a streak of bad luck, which obviously would not warrant our attacking them. You've my word that we'll handle the situation accordingly." But only this situation, after Namek was seen to it was back to their own agenda; the rebels had their own business to deal with, as did they, and thankfully Sayomi was perfectly understanding in this regard. "Ah... Yes, thank you for that by the way. Sadly I've not been able to put much focus on that. Even in your situation you've far more resources to use, I'm ashamed to say. I really appreciate your aid here Sayomi, I'm in your debt."

Viral was not at all sure about his current situation with little understanding to whether he wanted to keep this effort up and try to understand what he was before he possibly disappeared forever. He didn’t know what happened to him if he died and whether he even had a soul with the big question being if he died then what part of him would his soul consist of. He didn’t know if it would be his current self or if it would split into the forms he took. All of these questions he didn’t know the answer to and so his ability to understand what he was had become completely lost to him. Yumi didn’t know the answer, her only answer being to give him his name. Feeling confused it didn’t help when Takeshi decided to interrupt them, but at least maybe they’d be good for something. When Yumi decided to pull away and go into that awkward mode of hers he wobbled a little, hoping Takeshi could fulfil his wish for coffee now that it was all brewed up. Reaching out for it once it was offered to him he grasped the mug carefully, holding it close to his face as he gave it a long sniff before shivering. It was definitely something he felt he really needed but when the offer for smoothies was made he glanced to Yumi before back down to the coffee. “Yumi will probably want one. I don’t want one…I’m not a-…I’m not hungry”.

Shu didn’t know what to make of Viral and Yumi but whatever was going on was their business and luckily there was no sign of Takeshi’s friends to see whatever it was. He knew that they would probably laugh at him for taking a hug like that but to see Viral treat it like it was nothing at all was somewhat relieving. Smiling nervously at Viral’s request for coffee his eyes soon went to Takeshi, watching him pour the nice smelling drink and give it to Viral who seemed to like the smell as well. He was curious about the drink and even though there were smoothies he did wonder if it was the stuff that he was told to keep away from. Maybe once he was older he’d be allowed it but as of just now it was not his to take. “Ooh, poor friend. It’s okay though! I no like eating when I no feel well”, he smiled, looking to Yumi, “Miss Yumi want smoothie? We can all go play after maybe, yes? Mister Viral can watch if he wants. It might be nice and relaxing before we go to strange new planet!”

Sayomi had no protests to what kind of methods they’d use on Namek whether on the citizens or on the stranger that landed, so long as everything went according to their plan. She didn’t really want for them to call in and hear they had lost their friend because they couldn’t get the Dragonballs or if the stranger turned out to be one of those monsters and had managed to multiply. “If it’s a member of Uunoue or any other planet under our protection I would prefer you transport them safely to us once you’re done. We will provide them with a new ship to continue their travels…if they really are alive”. She didn’t know if anybody would’ve survived when none of them could get a signal on the ship, only where it broke through the atmosphere. It was still a large planet and whether it had energy like Kaesstra it may just be difficult to get a reading. Frowning when Vegeta showed no effort on the search she soon sighed, reaching over to the console. “Don’t worry about it. The incidents are few and far between but we’re attempting to handle them until I know what’s happening. You watch yourselves out there. Don’t trust any ships and don’t grant mercy to those monsters”.

Well this situation had become perfectly awkward, though Viral didn't appear to mind much. Yumi worried that somehow things might become worse here, whether Takeshi was his usual daft self and said something off color or if one of the others might do something mistakenly. For the time being however things looked alright, she'd just have to keep an extra careful eye on the Beastman with the boys and their friends around. Smiling sheepishly Yumi scratched at her nose, only offering a shrug in response to the idea of a smoothie. She didn't hate the offer but anything that detracted from her keeping watch over Viral could be a problem, and with him going back and forth as he was she wasn't sure if she could take her eye off him for a second. "I guess I'll have one, and... We can go and play with you boys for a bit, I suppose. Maybe Viral will want to join in, depending on what it is?" Yumi mused, smiling as she looked over at her friend, "What do you think? It might be fun, just goofing off for a bit, since we've got time to kill until we get to Namek anyways."

"Yeah, if you guys want to join us go ahead, whatever you want," Takeshi agreed, smiling awkwardly as he rubbed at his neck. Something was definitely wrong with Viral, more so than usual, but what was he supposed to do about it? He could say something but it'd probably be the wrong thing, Yumi would get mad at him and so would the Beastman too; knowing that guy it wouldn't take much to piss him off either. Best thing for him to do right now was probably get to work on the smoothies, the others could worry about trying to chat up Viral. After rummaging through the cabinets for a blender he grabbed an assortment of fruits from the walk-in refrigerator, as well as a carton of vanilla ice cream to mix in. That is what they used, right? Takeshi figured just mix the two together to make a smoothie, seemed straightforward enough. Peeling a pair of bananas and pulling the greens off of some strawberries he went ahead and dropped them in the blender, grabbing a serving spoon to put in a big scoop of ice cream as well. "This is pretty easy... And I pay some guy to make these things..." he mumbled, smiling as he placed the lid on and pressed the 'blend' button. A little unexpectedly the device shook some at having so much in it, rumbling slightly on the counter as Takeshi fitfully had to hold it still. Smiling sheepishly he glanced back at the others, shrugging before watching as the smoothie began to form.

A reasonable enough request, Vegeta figured, and something they would likely do without being asked. Should this individual prove to be someone they were allied with it was obvious they would try to help, any other course of action would just be foolish. Depending on the condition of said individual though, particularly whether they were alive or not, that would change how they went about this. "Regardless of what we find I'll try to inform you and the others as soon as we know one way or the other. Should they prove to be an ally of ours I can try to bring them to Uuonoe myself, if you wouldn't mind. We've the medical bay here to at least stabilize them for the trip, and as I recall Uuonoe has exceptional medicine practices. Might as well make the trip ourselves rather than send them to you, yes?" Otherwise it seemed like a lot of back and forth, and if this person were indeed in any kind of critical condition they may not be able to make the extra journey. Ah, he had nearly forgotten about searching for the research facilities, or rather he simply didn't have the time to do so; Viral's condition had been on a steady decline, devoting time or energy to anything else was nigh impossible as of late. Hearing that Sayomi had been doing so even in lieu of all of their own troubles was humbling, Vegeta would have to find a way to repay her for her efforts. "You as well Sayomi, and give our regards to the rest of the crew as well. I do hope there's no ill will between us, I would like to think Korian understands our situation," he said. On the topic of monsters Vegeta could only smile, slight shadows appearing beneath his eyes as he chuckled, "Don't worry... Anything that gets in our way at this point, especially those things, will be killed without hesitation."

Viral didn’t really want to talk to Takeshi all that much if it meant he was going to start teasing him over what he was and how he was acting, but then again maybe Takeshi was going to be sensible enough and not try to bug him when his mind was even further from the right place. The energy surge he experienced on Kaesstra had messed with a lot of his head with his body feeling equally terrible so arguing with him wasn’t going to help him in any way at all. Finding the smell of coffee to wake him up pretty quickly he was fairly content with holding it to his face, trying to use it to keep him feeling awake enough to continue standing. Sipping the hot coffee momentarily he let out a sigh, looking to Yumi when she mentioned his name. He wasn’t really paying attention to what was being said at all, looking confused as he stared at her to try and understand what was being said. “Join in…what? What…” he muttered, eventually realising what was being said, “I’m not going to mess around like you all were doing…I am in constant pain. Let Yumi play around with you. I’ve been enough of a pain to her…” Going to take another sip of coffee he gasped when the blender was suddenly turned on, almost having a heart attack. He didn’t know what was at first but it scared him terribly, bringing back pretty nasty memories in an instant. “It’s like a bone saw…” he groaned as he lifted his coffee to his face again, giving it a sip with shaky hands. Everything was setting him off now but it didn’t help when he was seeing images everytime something happened now, even if it was just a blender.

Even if T’charrl wasn’t wholly familiar with Viral seeing his energy and feeling his emotions concerned him quite a lot. The guy appeared to be barely holding in the strange energy he had and he seemed distressed with most of the energy sitting around in his head. It must’ve been pretty painful like he said, probably trying to dominate his mind with different emotional states and personalities. It was a little strange to be able to see his energy, especially like this. Tilting his head a little as he observed the Beastman he too got a fright when the blender suddenly started up, looking to it immediately as if it was going to explode. Maybe it was a device his people would get when he was confident their version wouldn’t try and destroy itself with the fruit, but until then he was quite happy with nectar and roasts.

Sayomi was pleased that this request wasn’t going to take too much out of their journey, especially when he was concerned with how long their friend had to go before he went berserk. It was always going to be an issue when it came to artificial beings and these faults, even at no fault of the creator. It was a risk when it came to creating life and often a large prejudice placed on them to boot, damaging their mental state further. “Yes, of course. You’ll be pleased with how far the city has come since the attack so it would be worth the visit, I assure you”. She was pleased with the city’s progress, even the defences had been improved greatly. If there was anything she was pleased with it was the Uunoue citizens and their willingness to give them a home. Giving Vegeta a nod she gave a quick glance to another monitor. “I think he’s still sore about being beaten by Viral but that’s his own pride at fault. You take care of yourself down there and remember to keep in contact”.

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The journey from Kaesstra to Namek had been surprisingly short compared to the rest of their journeys, the planet not too far from Kaesstra itself but still in the mysterious solar system that was occupied by multiple suns. The journey may had been quick but their need to get landed was still going to be one of urgency. Viral wasn’t doing all that great and was on the verge of becoming delirious when left on his own for too long, talking to himself often as if living out past scenarios. Being loaded into the smaller ship didn’t seem to help him much at first but as he entered the Namekian atmosphere he was feeling the strength of the solar energy without needing to be outside, the two suns acting as double the charge. He was sure he would be able to last mentally but his body was beginning to strain, his current mental state finding it difficult to hold off any further changes that may occur. Sitting next to Yumi on the way down he kept his gaze pointed to the floor, trying to feel out the local Dragonballs like he could do back on Earth. They should have a similar energy signature but it was definitely a case of guessing, hoping he could get a proper reading once he was outside and in sunlight. “I don’t feel them…at least, not where they are”, he spoke slowly, trying to concentrate on several things at once, “I just want out…”

Shu and T’charrl were naturally pretty excited but keeping it cool for the sake of Viral. T’charrl was definitely anticipating going to this planet but knew there was a high risk that their friend might lose it before they found what they needed. Shu was just excited to finally be helping Viral in a positive way, but he had been told he had to be careful while on this planet. There was something about a risk that might need to be assessed on there, whatever that meant. He hoped they would be able to fix whatever the problem was down there, hopefully helping their friend. Smiling up at Takeshi he kept his hands gripped to the seat belts, his feet on the edge of his chair as he tried to be really brave while flying in this vehicle. “This good…this good”, he spoke slowly, smiling nervously, “Are we nearly down, though…?”

It had only been a few days travel to reach Namek, and finally catching glimpse of their goal was a sight to behold. The most immediate thing everyone probably noticed was how the whole planet looked green from above, just completely green. Yet as they climbed into the shuttle and came closer to the atmosphere greens gave way to blues, showing there was plenty of water on this world as well as plants. Once through the shaky entry through the atmosphere there was an even clearer image of the world that awaited them; seas of green-blue grass littered the landscape, tall spires of stone and deep valleys scarred an otherwise flawless landscape. Separating a lot of the landmasses were vast bodies of water, easily a lake and perhaps even a small sea. It was a beautiful if not alien world, and very simple in comparison to many of the others they had visited. Where they had come down there was a noticeable lack of civilization, meaning that they may have to travel some ways until they found a village to speak with someone. Though everyone had a common goal here in helping Viral, or the rebels in Ricken and Sasha's cases, the moods amongst the crew were quite different.

"You can get out as soon as we find a place to land, just hang tight until then," Vegeta replied, glancing back over his shoulder at Viral. It may even be quicker to fly for their search rather than use the shuttle, it would certainly be much less obvious they were coming. It didn't matter too much, he supposed, seeing as they were hardly coming here with any malicious intent. Any initial hostilities could be quickly settled, and with no doubt a favor or two for the Namekians they might get their wishes fulfilled. Leaning slightly out of the ship, the side door open as they drifted along, Vegeta scanned the landscape below for possible signs of life. He hadn't seen a village thus far, nor had they spotted the supposed crashed ship that was here either. One or the other were bound to turn up eventually, he just hoped they didn't have to scour the entire planet to find them. Sniffing in slight annoyance he shook his head, stepping back into the ship proper and going to the control room, putting his hands on the door as he leaned in and glanced at the siblings. "You two are absolutely certain this ship landed on Namek? We're not hunting a ghost are we?"

"Of course we're certain, we're going off of Sayomi's data and that's infallible," Ricken responded annoyed, "She plotted the trajectory and this is the only possible body it could have collided with. That being said it is possible I guess it blew up somewhere in space too. If that's the case then we are hunting a ghost." If this person were dead then it didn't matter much who they were allied with, being friends with one group or another wouldn't stop your demise. Truth be told Ricken was more curious about why the ship had crashed as opposed to who had been in it, as it was rare to see a ship like that even during war. The fact it may be here told him it was an emergency landing, but knowing that much hardly answered any of his questions.

It was nice, finally being in a position they could actually help Viral. Sure the Dragonballs were a ways off still, and sure they would likely have to do some work for them, but at least it was within their grasp. So long as the Beastman could make it to the end of the day he should be alright from hereon out. Yumi refused to even acknowledge the chance of something going wrong here, only thinking of how close they were to finally resolving the Beastman's problems once and for all. Looking at her friend with a smile she leaned a little closer to him, placing a hand on his paw and giving it a gentle patting. "We're almost there, just think of it that way. Maybe while they're gathering the Dragonballs you and I can take a look around? I'd like to see more of what Namek looks like, I don't know about you." Maybe they could give hunting another shot if Viral was up for it, there had to be all sorts of interesting animals on this planet. Watching as Vegeta went off into the cab to speak with the siblings Yumi let out a yawn, stifling it with her hand before leaning against the wall of the shuttle. Sitting inside this ship always made her sleepy, she wasn't sure why; the dull humming of the engines or the gentle shaking could do it. Once they finally set down and got moving about she could stretch some, wake herself up before they got down to business.

Takeshi was a bit impatient ridding along like this, if only because he wasn't really used to being a passenger. Normally when they took the shuttle he'd fly it, or at the very least be in the cockpit, but this time around he was just along for the ride. It didn't much help the situation either that they were trying to keep an eye out for Namekians or the crashed ship, as being busy meant people were pretty much not able to chat. Shu was not one such person however, yet surprisingly the little guy had been quite quiet up until just now. Glancing over at his sibling and seeing him gripping the seat belts he smiled amused, nodding as he leaned forward in his own seat. "Yeah, we're almost down. As soon as we find something we'll land," Takeshi explained, reaching over and strumming one of Shu's belt straps like a guitar string. He didn't have his own harness on, having taken it off well after the turbulence of entering the atmosphere had passed. Unfortunately for the little guy he was stuck where he was until they set down, though he supposed they could always just hop out of the ship and fly. Maybe not though, they hadn't brought scouters as far as he knew which meant everyone pretty much had to stay together this time around. "You're not scared, are ya buddy? You know you're safe in here."

Viral really didn’t have the patience for all this flying around and investigating from above, especially when it took so long for him to get to this point. He didn’t know if he was going to last long enough to get Aito and find out what was wrong with him, at least his body probably won’t last long enough. He could probably keep his mind focused for longer than he could keep his body together if he could find sanity when he transformed fully, but even then he didn’t want that to happen. Vegeta and Yumi were trying hard and he did appreciate it, but even then he couldn’t help but feel at a loss. Looking to Vegeta he frowned, giving his head a gentle rub before looking away. “We can land everywhere there’s no water…” He really didn’t get it, but with no regards to what they should had been doing Vegeta only seemed concerned with having a quick peek out before going off and away to those rebel soldiers.

Growling a little he looked to Yumi, frowning at her question. “Don’t I need to be actively looking for the Dragonballs?” he questioned her before sighing, looking away, “My mind may be willing to remain intact most of the time, but my body is just-…I won’t last out there”. She seemed to be treating his current state as if it was still the same as it was on Namek, only problem it wasn’t. He was managing to hold off any further problems only because Vegeta had been giving him his treatment and if he had a reaction while away from Vegeta he wouldn’t be able to come back from it even with medicine later. “I am tied to Vegeta right now. If I get better then maybe…but, I can’t think like that right now…”

Shu didn’t know why they hadn’t thought about landing yet when everything seemed fine and pretty green outside, the only oddity being the lack of forests if only for a few trees here and there. He wouldn’t mind landing soon, but probably because of his own preferences where landing meant he was finally safe from having to be in this vehicle any longer. Trying to be brave he gave Takeshi a smile, hoping he might know how much longer he’d have to put up with this mode of travel. “Something? What something? Mister Viral wants to land so we should, yes?” he asked up before following Takeshi’s hand, gasping a little when it was played around with being letting out a nervous giggle. Takeshi certainly knew how to make him feel uneasy, but then again the guy could probably tell he was terrified of the vehicle and being strapped down. Looking up at Takeshi he squeaked at the question being asked, shaking his head. “N-No! I-I mean yes, I mean…I-I’m not scared. I’m brave!” he spoke quickly, trying to find a way around being called a coward, “Much braveness, I have! I’m not scared…noooo, Shu is safe with brother and friends! Maybe scared of what might be on Namek, but Shu is prepared…”

"Well... We want to land near whatever we're looking for though, right? That way we don't have to do a lot of walking," Yumi pointed out, glancing out of the ship before smiling, "Or... Swimming. A little more flying, that's all it should take." Besides if there was someone hurt they would want the ship nearby anyways, what with the few medical tools it had onboard; crashing from space onto a planet was bound to cause a couple cuts and bruises at the very least, and that would be the best case scenario. Yumi did rather hope whoever crashed was alive, as finding someone splattered about at the landing site wasn't going to be pretty. Hearing how upset the Beastman still was she took a shot in the dark at improving his mood, suggesting something that realistically he couldn't be doing. Viral raised a fair point, though she didn't like it, so she let the idea drop just like that with a sigh. "You're right, we should be careful, no reason to risk anything at this point," Yumi agreed, nodding her head before smiling at her friend, "But just think... We should be getting you on the fast track to recovering here in no time! Then you'll be able to do whatever you want without having to worry." Perhaps more importantly he would be able to do what he wanted without the need for someone to be constantly watching over him. Yumi would like to spend time with him of course, but she was sure he'd love getting that sense of autonomy back.

Takeshi didn't mean any harm by teasing Shu, in fact he was trying to help the little guy relax by doing so. If he goofed around and showed there was nothing to be afraid of, which there wasn't, then maybe his brother would calm down and enjoy the trip. Even the simple act of strumming his belt however was enough to make Shu gasp, which pretty much ruled out anything else more he might do. Going as far to verbally poke at the younger boy too he smiled apologetically as Shu fumbled to defend himself, just the way he was talking being a dead giveaway that he wasn't loving this. "Hey, it's okay if you're scared bud, seriously. Everyone's afraid of something, ya know? Just remember we're all here and nothing bad's gonna happen to you and you'll be fine." What might they find on Namek anyways? Takeshi hadn't given much thought to that, even with the fact they were here basically to investigate such a thing. There was a possibility that it could be a Saiyan ship that had crashed he supposed, but that seemed quite unlikely. Could it be a rebel then maybe? He'd figure Sayomi or someone would know if someone was missing though so probably not that either. Frowning he leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms as he furrowed his brow in thought, "Huh... Maybe it's just some random guy that crashed, you know? No reason to think that it could be something bad."

It was difficult to spot such a small target in a vast landscape; Sayomi's description of the vessel in question was hardly bigger than their shuttle, and Namek quite the vast world. To find the crash site of such a vessel would be tremendously difficult for their small group, of that Vegeta was certain. There was no way of knowing where the ship may have landed down, or if it even had for that matter. The air in the cab of the shuttle was one of dejection, as no one there was overly hopeful that they would find their mark anytime soon. No sooner had Vegeta begun contemplating splitting up to widen their perimeter did he spot something in the distance, and evidently he wasn't the only one who did.

"Black smoke... That's burning fuel..." Ricken said confidently, "That must be our ship. I don't imagine the Namekians are burning a lot of fuel on this planet." It didn't seem the type, it was much too clean for that. Besides if that were the case no doubt they'd have seen other smoke by now, as it was fairly easy to see long distances with such a flat world. Directing the ship to fly in the direction of the blaze he looked over at Sasha, nodding as he released his controls and let her take over primary command. Undoing his harness Ricken climbed out of his seat, grabbing his combat vest from a small locker behind the seat and sliding it on. "You and I will be the first two down there Vegeta, this is our concern. I suppose I'll need you to translate with one of your scouters though, and possibly provide support if we run into trouble."

"Right... Glad to know I'm a utility," Vegeta remarked, frowning as he grabbed his own combat vest. The threat of combat hardly worried him, in most part because he simply didn't think it possible. Even if the individual who had been inside the ship were hostile they likely sustained some kind of injury from the landing, meaning more like than not they were incapable of putting up a fight. If Ricken was so ready for combat however he'd allow the other boy to do as he pleased, on the condition whoever they were collecting wasn't killed. If Sayomi found out this individual was killed rather than brought back as requested she wouldn't be pleased; at the same time Vegeta had been quite clear himself, as anything that would inhibit their collecting the Dragonballs was not going to be given any leeway, he'd deal with it then and there. With both of them suited and ready to go Vegeta led the way back into the compartment of the ship, moving over to one of the openings and grabbing the handle as he hung out slightly, staring at the encroaching tower of smoke.

Viral really did want to get back to doing normal things like everybody else could but he knew he was going to be stuck struggling to get his strength up for a while if he lived through all of this. He was scared he was going to end up crippled forever and if that was going to be the case then he would rather a completely new body than the one he had. He was really fed up with how battered and broken this one was, it was an even bigger disappointment that he didn’t get stronger after much hardship like Saiyans did. If he did get stronger after all this then he’d probably be a super being, nevermind an improvement to what he once was. “I would rather swim…but no, I can’t because I lose my mind”, he spoke lowly, feeling a little reminiscent, “I can survive underwater, you know…I don’t need to breathe for a long time underwater…I could last”. While he was not having a terribly good time settling down he could still reminisce over what he could do once before, maybe eventually find himself some happiness in what he was even if it still confused him. He just couldn’t remember what a normal life felt like and that worried him, especially when he was struggling to understand what he was. It must’ve been a symptom someone got when they realised their life was coming to an end, only problem was he didn’t want to die a pathetic existence.

Shu was definitely trying hard to be brave when it meant the less panic he felt the less tense everyone else was, especially when it meant T’charrl would be calm as well. He always noticed his friend panic when someone else panicked so trying to keep it down and be brave meant the ride was going to be less of a problem for everyone else. Getting a fright when Takeshi probably almost broke the strap with that ping of his he couldn’t help but give his little nervous rebuttal, frowning a little when Takeshi told him it was fine to be scared. He was supposed to be a Saiyan, not some child afraid of a little travel. “Ooh…ooh! I-I know, it’s just hard to not think there might be…” He was certainly trying but couldn’t help but feel he was going to end up crashing and he’d end up getting hurt a lot. It was always going to be a fear in the back of his mind even if he tried to be brave. Sighing a little he played around with the seatbelt, staring up at Takeshi. “Ooh, poor guy. I know what crash is like…a-and I don’t want to crash either! Crashing bad, really bad”, he spoke quickly, looking down at his hands, “Although if it bad person then that bad too! It’s not good for them and not good for us because it means bad people are here…”

While the situation could’ve been better for all of them Viral was still interested in what they were looking for, his eyes going to Vegeta and Ricken as they appeared to be getting ready for something. Looking up and around he soon unclipped his straps and stood up, looking out the windows to see what had grabbed their attention. He could see the smoke pretty clearly but to why it was even on this planet he couldn’t tell, his only guess was that was what they were looking for. It was a distraction as far as he was concerned, especially when it probably didn’t have any Dragonballs near it. Growling lowly he watched as Vegeta went to the back of the ship, looking like he was going to depart. Getting up off his chair he slowly followed after him, holding onto one of the chairs instead of getting too close. “Is that why you didn’t want us to land?” He was a little annoyed at Vegeta for putting this first over getting the Dragonballs, even if it was a foreign ship to this planet. They just needed to find the Namekians first and find out if they could use their Dragonballs, not chase after what was probably a ghost ship.

Jeez... He couldn't even tease Shu without feeling bad anymore could he? Takeshi didn't get what was so scary about being in the ship anyways, not until Shu said something about crashing. Was he talking about that time he'd fallen out of the air while flying? It had to be, it was a pretty nasty incident and no doubt the little guy still remembered it plain as day. Okay, so if he was worried about that happening again maybe it wasn't so unreasonable, but really they were safe as could be here. If the ship was going to go down, which it wasn't, they would have more than enough warning. With the exception of Viral every person present could fly, someone was bound to grab Shu and keep him from hitting the ground so he was totally safe there. "If bad people are here we'll just kick their ass, like we always do," Takeshi said, grinning as he cracked his knuckles, "The Namekians are friends of Goku's, you know? And anyone who messes with them is messing with us." Anyone stupid enough to try messing up helping out Viral too was going to get it tenfold, of that he was certain. Maybe the siblings weren't vested in the Beastman's well being, but he felt everyone here had come along to try and get their friend better, so anything that got in the way was going to be a problem.

"I know, you've always been really good at swimming Viral. Even now there's no way we could swim as well as you," Yumi agreed, smiling hopefully as they talked about one of his skills. Maybe if she could keep him on this line of thought he'd perk up some, perhaps even feel a little like his old self. That hope was dashed however when Vegeta and Ricken came out to join them in the compartment, both looking ready for action as they went to one of the open doors. Giving them curious glances she watched worriedly as Viral too got up and went to the door, standing promptly and frowning. "Viral... I'm sure there's a reason they're doing this," she cautioned, stepping closer as she tried to grab one of his arms. "Come on, let's let them do what they need to do, we're going to get the Dragonballs soon enough."

Vegeta had been focusing on the smoke and nearly missed Viral, turning his head to glance at the Beastman curiously. Was he really going to do this right now? Sure he wasn't crazy about this either but he had agreed to do it, going back on his word now, especially with the siblings present wasn't going to happen. Sighing softly he shook his head to Yumi, stepping away from the door and gesturing out towards the smoke. "I was asked by Sayomi to help look into this, so we're going to do that real quick. We've no idea where the Dragonballs are as of yet and who knows, this may help in our search somehow. Besides... If this is a potentially hostile individual we're heading towards they need to be dealt with, as the safety of Namek should be considered alongside our wish." No one was going to hand them the Dragonballs after all unless a favor was done, and what better favor than protecting their world? Sure, perhaps this person wasn't even going to be of that caliber, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Given that nothing came of this they may need to find another way of securing the Dragonballs too, but they could cross that bridge when they got to it. "Just trust me, things are going to work out, we're just taking a slight detour."

Shu knew Takeshi wasn’t going to try and cause him any mental harm but it didn’t help that his own mind seemed to insist on making him distressed over riding in a vehicle. He didn’t mean to get all jumpy, he had tried hard not to be but it seemed inevitable anyway. He would probably be fine once he was on the ground or flying outside in the open air but as it stood just now he was in a box with many people all strapped down and hoping they weren’t going to get shot out of the sky and have to try to escape. Even without the straps he would probably be pretty nervous, but maybe if he kept his focus on Takeshi he wouldn’t get too nervous. His friend T’charrl seemed fine if only concerned with watching the pair and seeing what was going on. “Y-Yeah…we beat bad people up!” he squeaked, bouncing a little on his chair, “They are? Oooh, maybe they let us have Dragonballs then. Goku is still my idol…” He was pretty excited to see the dragon again, but he didn’t know whether it would be the same one on Earth or an alien one. He was certainly curious, his hope on it being an alien being higher than seeing the Earth one again. He hoped his friend was excited too, but then again he probably didn’t know what a dragon was. “Maybe…maybe there’s still some that remember Goku like Mister Dende does back on Earth. I hope too many people aren’t going to get hurt over this, though. They probably want to use them too…”

Viral was a little mad at Vegeta for holding out on information, especially when it meant placing his health second for some crash or something. He didn’t care about that just now and really just wanted to get on the ground so he might be able to find out where the Dragonballs might be. If the planet was at risk then whatever, but a vehicle crash was no big deal if the occupants were probably deceased too. He was still going to be angry about this, it had taken a few days to get here so it was hardly going to go anywhere new. Immediately looking to Yumi when she took hold of his arm he growled lowly, his eyes going back to Vegeta before towards the smoke. “We’d know where they are when I get on the ground and can actually try to adapt my senses to them”, he spoke lowly before looking to Vegeta again, “You’re just…keeping secrets from me now…” Growling lowly he moved back, his eyes going to Yumi briefly, stepping back. “This better be fast. I don’t know how much I can take of this…”

The ship in the distance wasn’t one that could be considered a regular around this particular solar system, only vaguely resembling anything close to what the Saiyan Kingdom might use for their travels. While it was pretty advance technology the ship had managed to take a fair heavy impact that had only been lessened by boosters that forced it to slow down before skidding to a vicious halt across the landscape. It had mostly fallen apart with a fair sized hole in the roof, the ship itself proving impossible to fly with its damage. The ship looked like it had either been blasted into or something had blasted out, either way the hole had been melted. As the others gradually approached the ship its own warning system lit up weakly, beeping gentle buzz for a short time before an annoyed limb lashed out at it and shut it off with force. There was still an occupant inside and they were pretty angry, resting within the rubble while they recovered. Without realisation at first the occupant soon became aware to what that meant, the panic immediately setting in when it meant a possible ambush. Immediately looking on the failing radar the sign of a vessel fast approaching meant it was a very good time to worry, the occupant taking refuge in the rubble and trying to hide away in the cockpit.

"We'll probably have to be all nice to them either way, you know? They won't just give us the Dragonballs for free," Takeshi mused, folding his arms and nodding confidently, "I bet we'll have to do a few favors, probably stuff they don't want to do themselves. But know what? Considering what we'll get for it I don't really mind doing a bit of work." Getting the Dragonballs meant getting Viral back to his health, and also it meant he would be able to fight with them again. Oh... And he'd just be better, he supposed that was a pretty okay turnout too. Whether or not Namekians were here who remembered Goku he couldn't say, namely because he wasn't even sure if any were alive or not. Considering how old Dende was, though he didn't know exactly the guy was pretty old, there was a fair chance someone here might know. "If they let us use them I doubt they're gonna be too bent out of shape over it. I mean... If they had something they wanted to wish for they wouldn't let us, right? So if they say okay then we're clear, simple as that." It would be another thing if they just blatantly came in and took the Dragonballs without asking, making their wish without so much as a second thought as to what it might do to the Namekians. Were they their father's men then sure, that would probably happen, but no way would their group be so nasty.

Vegeta didn't expect nor ask for Viral's forgiveness on this matter, he knew it was going to upset the Beastman whether he apologized or not. Realistically Viral sounded like he'd been skeptical of getting better anyways, so why get angry now that it might take a bit longer? Or perhaps it was just over having information kept from him, which wasn't wholly wrong; how many of their group would be willing to go off on this tangent when curing Viral was so close? Vegeta wanted to see his friend cured as well, but in order to do so they needed to secure the favor of Namekians, and what better way than to deal with a possible intruder? "I know you're anxious to continue Viral, we all are. As soon as we confirm there's no threat to the Namekians we'll go ahead and begin the search in earnest, I promise. Just hold on a little longer." He'd only need to wait a few moments at most, they were closing in no the smoke fairly quickly, and no doubt the crash site of the ship. Exchanging a glance with Ricken he gave a small nod, looking back at the group gathered in the bay. "We'll go in first and check what the situation is, if you all can just wait here we'll signal you as soon as we find something. If it's a threat it'll be just as easy to send a small team in to handle it, rather than having everyone trip over each other."

Once they were near enough where flight would be a simple matter of seconds Vegeta called for Sasha to stop, letting the shuttle hover just over a plateau not too far off from the crash site. Gesturing for Ricken to follow along he jumped out of the ship, landing on the damp grass below and looking out across the terrain at the smoldering wreckage. From here he could indeed confirm it was a ship, though from this distance it was a little difficult to discern just what kind of vessel it was. Well, only one way to find out and that was to investigate it in person. Slowly lifting off the ground he gave a small wave to everyone in the shuttle before flying off towards the wreckage, moving slowly so he could scan the area and keep an eye out for anyone, or anything that might be lurking around. The way there he saw nothing of real concern, just a few small creatures skittering to and fro, hardly anything to raise alarm about. Once they had reached the spot where the ship had come to rest he stopped in mid-air, looking down at it with a frown as he deliberated how to approach this. It could be a trap, if the person was down there, and he'd be foolish to wander in to it. Perhaps trying to address them first was the best course? "Hello? is anyone down there?" he shouted, frowning as he placed a hand on his hip, "Come out and show yourself, we're not your enemy." Yet anyways, it depended on who or what might be lurking below.

Shu really did hope that the Namekians were nice people because they were really relying on them, their hope that they would hand over the Dragonballs and be alright with them using such a wish being fair high. If they were nice people then they probably would be the best to look after Dragonballs, he figured, but they could also be wary of outsiders and bar them on the basis that they were aliens even if they know Goku and Dende. Their friend’s presence shouldn’t be a factor in it at least, his people had never been off planet so to recognise T’charr as belonging bad people shouldn’t be possible. “I don’t mind doing things for them…I mean, I really want Mister Viral to get better and Mister Vegeta to get his parents back”, he smiled, moving his hands closer to his face, “They must be kind people to keep a wishing Dragon. Dende is kind so they must be too!” Feeling a little more confident about the Namekians he let out a sigh, trying to calm himself down instead of continuously panicking over a possible outcome that probably won’t ever happen. “Do you know what it’s like…? What is their dragon? Is it the one we have? Are there a lot of Namekians? We only have one but I never see others on Earth…”

Viral didn’t understand why this had to take priority when it was his health that was being put on the line, but it was probably the fact that Vegeta was treating it as not as important as a wreck was the factor that made him angry. He was in constant pain and even though he didn’t make that known a lot of the time it should’ve still been known to Vegeta. He didn’t care if it was seen as selfish, he was the one who was probably going to lose his mind by the end of the day. Feeling fairly angry he still managed to take a step back and control himself, frowning in annoyance as he looked away. “It’s not an anxiety issue…” he mumbled, letting out a sigh as he slowly rubbed his head. There was a lot of pain involved in this issue but no matter what he would say Vegeta would still put this before everything else. Looking to the cockpit when Sasha brought the shuttle to a halt, looking back to her quickly before to seeing Ricken take the leap out, his eyes soon going back to Vegeta in annoyance. “I have no choice but to wait here. I can’t fight, anyway…”

The presence of a foreign ship was probably more frightening than knowing what could be inside, the unknown factor playing a great deal in the hiding they were undertaking. There was always going to be that suspicion that an attack may occur when every nation wanted to attack your kind. There was no room for reason with possible aggressors. To hide for now was the best option, the colour of their own skin was enough to highlight aggression if a flash or orange or cyan was caught just briefly in the twisted metal that was their ship. They were still injured from the crash themselves only having escaped worse injury because of their ability to steer at the last moment before the crash. Their own armour had managed to take most of the impact but all the injury was under the surface. It would be too high a risk to their health if they dashed out and tried to rid themselves of their inspectors.

Hearing a voice call out was somehow surprising, probably because of the language they called out in. They were definitely from off-planet and not from this then. It was always possible that they were natives when this planet was uncharted according to the map, giving off an unknown reading. Peering out from the corner slightly the sight of another being caused alert, their race and armour being an immediate sign of concern. They would either try to blow up the ship if he gave no response or be assaulted immediately if they went to explore the ship. After a moment of consideration the best course of action was probably to free themselves from their confined space, get out into the open and be ready to fight off any attack that came their way. Growling lowly to themselves they tried to shift their small body out of the confined area, pulling at their long tail that had become trapped in the debris before looking for a way out. At this angle there was only one way out and that was through the hole in the roof near the back of the ship. It would be a little upsetting to have their ship blown up just because they didn’t leave the ship when the stranger called to them, but then again they could take their ship if it turned out they were hostile and leave this deserted planet. Not really having a plan but trying to think of one as they went along there was no other choice in the matter than to confront them. Moving around gently there was an immediate burst of energy as they flew straight for the gaping hole, bouncing straight out and flipping back onto the land in front of the wreckage.

The figure that had been taking refuge in the wreckage was definitely not a Saiyan but they might as well had been classed a monster. Called a Frost Demon by some and Frieza Clan by others the alien was of a frosty cyan and orange with some darker blue down their face, their frame very short and skinny with two sets of straight horns on their head with one set being longer and dark bone-like. Despite the injuries he had sustained he immediately went into a fighting stance, raising his hands in front of him looking ready to attack.

Vegeta couldn't stand here and argue with Viral, much as he might like to. The more time they wasted debating what was being done the longer this investigation would take, and ergo the longer it would take to get to making their wish. It made perfect sense to him, his urgency to get this over with directly reflecting his desire to get to their own task, but evidently the Beastman didn't see it that way. It was a shame, but he'd have to bear having being upset with for the time being. "You'll be able to fight soon enough, just be patient. We're nearly there." he reiterated, shaking his head before jumping out of the shuttle. Right, the wreckage wasn't going to inspect itself, they needed to move in and check it out, make sure Namek wasn't in any immediate danger. After trying to get a feel for energy and failing Vegeta opted to head right in, taking the lead as he and Ricken flew out over the open land to the crash site, promptly stopping up over the zone. Even from their vantage point he saw no signs of anything down below, but it was better to be safe about this as opposed to rush headlong into potential danger. Calling out for anyone in the area to show themselves he placed his hands on his hips, frowning as he looked around for any signs of movement.

Being stuck in the shuttle while Vegeta and Ricken got to have all the fun really sucked, no one wanted to sit here. Even Viral who was hardly up to the task right now didn't want to be sitting, why would anyone else? What Vegeta had said made sense, it didn't really require all of them to go check on one ship and for that reason alone people had stayed put, though Takeshi didn't like it any more. "Yeah, they'll both be pretty happy after this won't they?" the older boy asked rhetorically, smiling at Shu as he gave a nod, "It'll be nice I guess, seeing them in better moods. It's been a long time coming, you know?" Heh, could Viral hear what he and Shu were discussing? They were trying to be quiet and all but he probably had pretty good hearing, chances were he knew all about it. Eh, ah well, at this moment Takeshi didn't much care if the guy heard his sentiments. At this particular instance with a promise of a solution so close everyone was in a pretty good mood, agitation of being made to sit still aside. "Uh... I don't know Shu, I really don't. I've never exactly been here before, ya know, so this is new to me too." He'd never even seen images of their dragon for that matter, or even the planet now that he considered it. Save for Dende he hadn't even seen a Namekian before either, everything about this leg of their journey was as new to Takeshi as it was to Shu then.

For such an obvious crash site there were no obvious signs of any sort of pilot to be found. Vegeta's immediate assessment after a moment of waiting was whoever was inside was dead, meaning he and Ricken should collect the body and attempt to identify it. Not the most pleasant of tasks, but it was what he had agreed to and he would keep his end up on the deal. Seeing nothing to signify someone might be inside he let out a sigh, slowly descending towards the ship and landing some ways away from it. The machine was certainly a wreck, which was a shame because it looked like a nice if not simplistic machine. With pieces of the vessel scattered here and there one could feasibly collect them and repair the vessel, but he wasn't here to repair a ship, he had to finish this up and get back to Viral. "Alright then... You keep an eye out Ricken, I'll take a look inside," Vegeta ordered, hardly caring if his companion was going to throw a fit over being told what to do. Starting to approach the ship there was a sudden burst of energy, one which seemed to emanate directly from the ship before them. Freezing promptly in his tracks Vegeta's brow furrowed in confusion, watching as a figure then burst forth and landed in front of the ship, as if to protect the wreckage. More than the sudden burst of energy, the appearance of the individual threw him off for a moment, not having expected anything like that. Through recollections and old files he recognized not who this person was, but rather what they were. Immediately he became wary of the stranger, even more so as they assumed a battle stance. They were injured, he noticed, but that didn't mean they should be taken lightly.

"Are you honestly going to fight us...? In your condition?" Ricken asked, smirking as he broke the silence. Folding his arms he walked up to join Vegeta, looking over the injured alien before letting out a laugh. "Like he said, we're not here to fight. You're trespassing on this planet though and we're trying to find out why that is. If you really want us to take you down by all means, we will. But do yourself a favor, lower your hands and get over yourself."

There really was no tact when it came to Ricken, was there? He was trying to diffuse the situation but in perhaps the worst way possible, antagonizing the Frost Demon. Glancing at his companion in disbelief Vegeta groaned, smacking his own forehead before looking over at the stranger again. "Ignore him, he's an idiot. We don't mean you any harm so long as you're here on peaceful terms. As Ricken explained though you're not supposed to be on this world, yet I can tell by your condition this wasn't exactly planned. Talk to me, what happened? How did you end up like this?"