"You don't need a backpack, it's not [i]that[/i] bulky..." Vegeta responded a bit defensively, frowning as he looked down at his device, "I mean... It is a little unnecessarily large, but then I made it in 15 minutes. I'm good Viral, but if you want a streamlined version I'll need more time." And resources for that matter, he'd made this out of spare parts he had found lying around the lab. It was the literal definition of a rushed job, but he'd more than made what was necessary. "I suppose I could add a sort of clip to it, hook it right onto your belt. Maybe I could even find a holster of sorts so its protected..." Did they have anything like that on the ship? Much as he was skilled with machinery there wasn't a chance in hell Vegeta could craft a holster, that was a whole different set of skills, skills he didn't have. Rubbing at his chin thoughtfully he took the device back over to the table he'd been working on, sifting through a bucket of scrap metal to find anything that might suit as a clip. Whilst shuffling through the container he'd not paid his father much mind, jumping slightly when Aito made a sudden exclamation, looking over at the older man exasperated.

"Finished! Brilliant!" Aito said eagerly, beaming as he turned off the centrifuge and opened up the lid. Inside of the device were a dozen vials in all, and if his estimates on the potency of the dosage was correct then that would mean a total of a month or so of drugs, which gave plenty of leeway to develop a true cure. Really he doubted they needed even half as many vials, but it was best to make excess now and not need them later than to come up short. Satisfied with how quickly they had gotten to this point the doctor removed one of the containers, glancing at its contents proudly before nodding to himself. Marching right on over to Vegeta he simply plucked the device out of his son's hands, loading the vial into it before going to stand by Viral's side. "Now you're going to feel a slight pinch here, probably, but it'll be quick!" Aito said, abruptly going right on ahead and using the injector not a second later. Just as he'd hoped once pressure was applied to the device the needle automatically pushed out, just puncturing Viral's skin and emptying the serum into him.

Takeshi didn't think Shu would have any issue with training, and goodness knows the little guy could use it. Overall he was pretty alright when it came to fighting, if a little erratic, but then that was to be expected; as far as their training went he had been awfully neglectful, they had a ton of ground to make up. The biggest problem Shu probably had overall was Ki control, something that for all the time they had been together he'd barely improved on. Hearing the little guy was more than happy to go along with his idea he grinned eagerly, nodding before giving his brother's hair a ruffling. "Sure did buddy, but we can still do better! We'll work on it until you're as good as I am!" Takeshi responded, chuckling before rubbing at his nose, "Well, [i]almost[/i] as good as I am anyways. After all the student doesn't really get better than the master, you know? Always more to learn!" Now where should they begin? Blasts seemed like a bad idea until Shu had basic control down, so maybe just getting off the floor first? Yeah, sounded safer than blowing things away. Tapping his chin thoughtfully he looked over to the doors when they began to open, surprised to see Kabocha coming in to join them. "Uh... Hey Kabocha! What's up?"

Honestly what should he do? They had done some training already, an hour's worth even, but Kabocha didn't quite feel like he was up to par with everyone yet. More importantly he needed to be on par with the Princes, and those two had only been slipping away ever since this journey of their started. When they had just begun working together he swore he was Takeshi's equal, and probably Shu's as well save for his crazy Oozaru form. Now that those two had gotten tons of field time that he didn't however he hardly felt like their equal. Well fine, what he couldn't do in the field he'd do here on the ship, he'd train twice as hard to make sure those two didn't think they were above him; just because Shu and Takeshi were Princes didn't mean they were necessarily stronger or better, he'd prove that any noble could stand up to their caliber. Figuring he'd go train a bit some more he had tried to find an empty training hall, but when he opened up the doors he was immediately greeted by none other than the brothers. Blinking in surprise he looked between Shu and Takeshi, not exactly having expected anyone to be down here. "Uh... Hey... You two just leaving?"

Haku in part wouldn't so much mind some company right now, but the twins were hardly someone he spoke to that often. In fact, come to think of it he'd only spoken to them once or twice before, and very briefly at that. Even if the Princes weren't exactly his friends yet they had more conversations together, and trying to strike it up with those two was a little daunting. He'd have just as soon avoided them altogether if they didn't appear to be going exactly where he was, making him reconsider his destination for the moment. When Haku's stomach growled however he let out a reluctant sigh, his head drooping slightly as he looked down at the floor. "Great... No way around it I guess," he mumbled, inhaling deeply before heading right on into the kitchen. As he'd expected both Kai and Choi were inside, having him stopping at the door as he looked at the pair uncertainly. Should he be trying to talk to them, or maybe wait for them to leave? Biting his lip Haku opted to just stand silently at the door, being a little optimistic and hoping they were grabbing a snack and just leaving.