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."