"Complicated? Kid you don't know complicated, trust me. Go ahead, tell me what's so difficult and maybe I can help." She might as well try and be social with the Frost Demon, even if personally Sasha didn't have much reason to. Tending to his wounds would be far easier if he were relaxed, and that would come in time with some chatting hopefully. Getting the alien onto one of the cots she grabbed the medical kit off the wall, laying it out across the cot beside his. "You're talking like you're trapped here, why is that? I mean... Other than your ship being in tatters," she said, smiling slightly as she gave a nod to his request. Grabbing a pair of scissors Sasha carefully grabbed hold of the armor, slicing through it and beginning to move down his torso as she worked on separating it all. Bloodied and bruised, yet as far as she could tell nothing was broken, at least not terribly so. "You're lucky to be alive, after a crash like that. I've seen tons of ships go down like yours must have and the results have never been pretty, so you're a rare exception," Sasha explained, taking away a large piece of the armor and tossing it aside for now. "What were you running from, exactly? People don't do what you did unless they're trying to escape."

T'charrl could probably use some support, but now was hardly the time for pep talks. Hopefully their friend could find it in himself to fight, he would have to do so for the time being. Though Takeshi and Shu both offered little words of encouragement he was a bit skeptical it had done much good, they would just have go in as they were and hope for the best. Taking to the sky Takeshi began looking for the best point of attack, settling on one of the closer limbs and letting loose a one handed blast, easily tearing through the flesh. To his surprise the creature actually bled when struck, unlike all the others before who just turned to mist when killed. "Yeah... I mean I don't know... I don't know what it means..." Takeshi replied, frowning as he watched the limb continue to writhe before finally settling and hanging limply at the monster's side. So it could bleed, and the limb almost looked like it died whenever they severed one... Huh. Shaking his head the older boy looked back at their target, sizing it up as he stared up at its massive head. With a small smirk he then grabbed a firm hold of Shu, flying up over the creature and beginning to gather Ki rapidly in his one free hand, "Let's blow the thing to pieces buddy! One big attack!" No sooner had he said that did Yumi beat him to the punch, sending a Kamehameha into the creature's side. Watching the attack excitedly he felt his breath catch when there was next to no damage, stunned that an attack like that hardly did anything. 

"Good, just keep your head on straight and we'll be fine." That was the last bit of advice Ricken would bother with, he wanted to get down to business and see this creature dead. Taking off into the air he formed a blade of energy around his arm, using it as a makeshift sword as he severed one of the limbs effortlessly. Easy as it may be to take off one arm there were yet dozens more, and each was fitted with those dangerous scythes that could no doubt cause some serious problems if hit by one. Scowling in annoyance Ricken channeled more Ki to his arm, the blade glowing brighter as it took on a dull humming sound. Then, picking out a set of arms he made a slashing motion, a visible wave of energy flying off from the weapon and slicing off four limbs in a clean swoop. Evidently taking off more than one was this things trigger, as pretty quickly it targeted him with a few more to try and overwhelm him. T'charrl had finally remembered himself and took care of one, yet two more remained. Releasing the Ki on his arm Ricken extended both arms forward, gathering more energy and letting loose a two handed blast that engulf and evaporated each tendril, leaving naught but smoldering stubs in their wake.

Vegeta couldn't believe Viral was getting involved, this was utterly absurd. They were so close to curing him, why would he risk becoming involved like this? It was infuriating but there was nothing that could be done for now, everyone was far too engrossed in the battle. Cursing loudly he turned his focus back onto the beast, using the after-image technique to avoid an incoming scythe and putting himself closer to the monster, close enough to reach out and touch it. He now hovered in the spot where Yumi had blasted, and the smell of burnt flesh was nauseating at this distance. Figuring he had an idea however Vegeta stayed, pulling back a fist and letting it loose in the epicenter of the attack, his hand managing to pierce the skin and drive itself beyond the surface. Immediately gagging at the noxious odors coming out he yanked his arm free, moving away and looking at the thick purple ooze that now covered his hand. "It looks like its got a strong hide, we need to weaken it with blasts before striking!" he shouted, shaking his hand clean with a frown. That was helpful, but they still didn't know where the kill point was, or if this thing even had one. The heart, an internal organ, the brain, anything that could provide a swift end to this. Vegeta considered striking at the head but then the talons became an issue, and if that beast shrieked again it was almost paralyzing, so someone could be caught out and end up dead for it. Damn it all, there had to be a way to do this.