"Sh-Shut up, I'm saying hi," Yumi muttered through a small laugh, smiling as she reached out and ran her fingers through Viral's hair. Pulling back she gave a sympathetic look and smile as she moved her hand down to his paw, her fingers curling around it gently. "Sorry, I'd help if I could. But the doctor said you should be fine now, you're through the worst of it. Now you'll just have to heal up and you'll be as good as new. And... If we go back to Uuonoe then you can probably use a tank and heal even faster!" Though if they went back to Uuonoe in the state they were in Vegeta, Aito and June would probably all have a fit. With her own arm in a sling and her head bandaged Yumi didn't look the state of health either but at least she was able to get up and be mobile, unlike Viral. 

"I know I said it before but I want to thank you again. I thought I was as good as dead fighting that Elite, and I probably would be dead right now if it wasn't for you," Yumi continued as her fingers tightened slightly around Viral's paw, "I'm still not used to it, fighting like that. I don't get how they can be so careless about taking a life. And I'm sorry you had to get so hurt in order to save mine. I'll make it up to you," she added with a determined look, her eyes shining as she gave Viral a toothy grin, "Next time I'm going to save you and that will make us even." Or to be more accurate they would be saving each other, as they should be. She didn't want Viral thinking they were all going to rely on him every time and let him take the fall, and she didn't expect any of them to have to do the same. Yumi would have elaborated had the door to the room not opened then and the doctor from before along with a nurse entered, the latter carrying several bags of fluids with her.

"Viral, its good to see you awake. Not many people come back from those kind of injuries," the doctor said with a friendly smile, standing at the foot of the bed. Glancing at the charts in his hand he went silent briefly as he poured over information before knocking a finger against a certain passage, showing it to Viral and Yumi as it was highlighted in red. "You sustained a lot of internal damage, organs were hemorrhaged and bones broken, but already most of that has healed. We don't really understand why, or how, but you're healing at an unusually fast rate. That being said..." Placing the clipboard on a hook beside the bed the doctor took out several x-rays and posted them on a board beside the bed. "Some bones are still healing, and they need to set too. We're going to keep giving you fluids for at least another few days, and maybe tomorrow or the next we can try some solid foods. You should count yourself a miracle, by the end of this week it might look like you never had any damage to begin with."

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The World Tournament it was not but Takeshi was excited for it all the same. It would be nice to fight a bit without someone trying to kill you and after spending a day doing pretty much nothing being able to let loose a bit was nice. There would be quite the pool of contestants for this tournament too, a mixture of Uuonians and rebels alike with the four of them included in the mix, a total of 36 participants in all. Eager as he was to begin Takeshi's first match didn't happen until nearly the end of the first round with Shu, Sasha and Ricken all getting their go before him. Once the matches were set and the brackets established all participants were ushered into waiting areas closer to the stage while the audience filed into seats erected around the arena itself. It sure did look a lot like the World Tournament now and when an announcer came up onto the stage to officially begin the tournament a real sense of deja vu hit Takeshi. Excitement was an understatement as the first two fighters came up to tussle, two Uuonians who looked like they might just know a thing or two about fighting. The crowd let out a chorus of cheers and shouts and the fight was on, the two men exchanging blows and dancing around the ring vying for an edge. It was a far cry from what people like them were capable of but it was kind of fun to watch, though it ended rather quickly when one managed to land a punch to the other's jaw and knocked him out cold. Couldn't have been more than a minute and the first match was over, one down and 34 more to go.

Ricken's match was the first of theirs to take place and it would be against another rebel soldier. Even though they were both members of the same team that didn't mean their skills were the same, and judging by how nervous the other guy looked there was already a winner even before the match began. In a style awfully reminiscent of Takeshi's the rebel soldier went right in as soon as the match started and quickly found himself on his back, having been tripped and flipped in the blink of an eye. When he tried to get up and throw a punch Ricken deflected it and jabbed him square in the chest with an elbow, probably winding the guy and surprisingly not breaking any bones with the blow. Just like that he was done, Ricken swept the man's feet before grabbing a leg, spinning him and simply throwing him out of the arena for a technical ring out. Considering what probably could have been he'd let his fellow soldier off easy with some bumps and bruises, and when he left the arena none of the other fighters were very keen on getting anywhere near him. [i]Just wait until they fight me or Shu,[/i] Takeshi mused, a grin spreading across his face as he awaited the next round. If they thought Ricken was scary they were in for a nasty treat when they got to watch a Saiyan fight.

Two rounds later Sasha would have her turn, and from a plain view it would look like she was horribly outmatched. Her opponent was a Uuonian and unusually large for one, probably rivaling Leto in sheer size. But of course size wasn't everything in a fight and Sasha was quick to remind him of that. As soon as the match began he tried to grab her and failed as she easily ducked under his arms and slid beneath his legs, springing up on her hands and kicking him in the back. For all his mass he wasn't trained for quick strikes from the looks of things and that was a huge detriment fighting someone quick like Sasha. Each trunk-like limb missed by a wide margin and was answered with a quick counter strike, barely moving the man on impact but each and every one landing. Perhaps for a change of pace the Uuonian had begun to pick up the pace and deliver blows more rapidly and yet, almost pitifully so, every single attack missed. Sasha danced between the arms and legs of the man like his attacks were as slow as molasses and after a short while the Uuonian was visibly perspiring, becoming worn down from the duel. On an errant punch Sasha jumped up and wrapped her legs around the arm, using her body's weight to torque it and spin the man around, flipping herself over and him onto his back. With him laid on the ground she twisted her body and yanked the arm in an awkward manner and within seconds the man was calling it quits, leaving the arena while cradling his strained arm as Sasha left to rejoin the others.

"You could have ended that a lot more quickly Sasha, instead of wasting everyone's time like that," Ricken chastised as his sister returned, frowning at her as she gave him a smile.

"Part of this tournament is a show Ricken, you know that. The people want to watch close matches and exciting matches, not ones that are over in 10 seconds like yours was," Sasha rebutted, sticking out her tongue childishly as Ricken grumbled something incoherent beneath his breath. On stage the announcer had since returned and was declaring the next match, and when Shu's name was mentioned she turned to the young Saiyan with an excited smile. "Looks like you're next, show everyone what you can do," she urged, patting his shoulders and easing him towards the ring.