T’charrl was definitely trying and he was definitely wanting to get through all this, but he was worried he was going to get badly hurt and have his father worry about him in turn. It was probably going to happen a lot, but on the first day that would be pretty horrible. He wanted to get through the day with minimum injuries. “Five moons…? Yeah I don’t have that kind of time…” He only had a month’s worth and his hope was still on the fact that the others would still be on the same planet by the time he got back. Who knew what might happen during the time he was training and trying to get everything fixed up for himself, they could be off and away with no real way of knowing when they would be back again. He had so many worries, many of which didn’t even compare to being able to succeed. He just had to get tough with himself and tell himself that he could definitely do it if he tried hard enough, he had nothing to be afraid of.

Bracing himself again he held onto the ground hard with his feet, his claws clutching the stone as well as he could. One thing he didn’t want to do is flatten Haku as well, so there was that issue as well. He was still a pretty tall Kaesstrian compared to Haku, even if he was very light compared to him at the same time it would still hurt him to be suddenly slammed into. Frowning briefly when Haku expressed concern for just a moment before the wind suddenly burst down the chasm. Gasping only briefly he had his breath knocked right out of him, bracing himself like his father had told him as he shut his eyes. He really hoped he wasn’t going to fall this time, he needed to show he was strong enough to take it; however, before he even knew it the gust was over again and he nearly fell forward as a result. Looking up again he looked a little confused, giving his father a quick before to Haku, feeling confused at his gesture. “I-I did, huh…” he spoke slowly before looking at his own set of claws, holding them up in the same way Haku did, “I’ll get it! I will get it…I just…need to catch my breath. How much more of this…? It really hurts my chest…”

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Krom didn’t care about Takeshi’s words, they were more amusing than annoying at this point. The guy couldn’t do anything to him, even if he wanted to. The kid wasn’t as strong as he thought he was, especially when it was out of spite. Despite everything that had happened between them all he was going to be the bigger man and keep to his task, knowing it was more important than punching Takeshi in the face. “You? Kill me? That’d be funny and incredibly bad for you. What would your brother think…? I don’t think the rebels will like that too much either. They don’t particularly like the murders of valuable prisoners, do they?” It was all pretty amusing. Despite his position in this place he was the one with the advantage. Nobody could touch him, nobody was allowed to touch him and he wasn’t particularly wanting to touch any of them either. Getting to the training rooms he paused for a moment when he spotted someone wearing what looked like Takeshi’s typical clothing nearby, entering the nearby room. Well that was a little weird, he was certainly a little curious now. That was pretty annoying, everyone already knew he was going to be around, they usually avoided him at all costs. “Tch! Who was that? Your little friend…?” he questioned Takeshi, looking over his shoulder, “Maybe a fan of yours? Looked like a bedroom raider to me!”

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Viral was pretty fed up with Aito and his little plans. What was the point of this? What were they waiting for? Aito wasn’t going to tell him much, he rarely did nevermind rarely talked to him. “Hmph, Vegeta? Talking here…” Of course that was the plan, but he didn’t exactly feel insulted despite that being the plan. A punching bag probably wouldn’t had been sufficient, although he was surprised that Vegeta had even agreed to this as well. That guy was always so busy with absolutely everything, even when he was away from Capsule Corp. Speaking of Vegeta it wasn’t long before he showed himself, but staring at Vegeta he wondered if he ever had done anything like this before. He was dressed pretty terribly, what was worse was he recognised those clothes too. He looked pretty ridiculous, but definitely showed that Vegeta never cared much about fighting despite the power he had himself.

This was already ridiculous, Vegeta would never willingly do something like this. A little chat? Please, that was hardly what this was going to be. What he was curious about was whether it was mentioned that Vegeta had been mentioned in the little chat he had earlier with Aito or if Vegeta was Aito’s first idea when it comes to a sparring partner. Looking to Aito slowly he narrowed his gaze before looking to Vegeta, hearing it was actually his idea instead. So that was a surprise, but blow off steam? So either it was Vegeta actually being honest and willing to listen to him for once or simply using it as an opportunity to train himself as well. Who knew how either of them thought, they never really gave him any clues to how they really thought. Staring at Vegeta as he stretched himself he slowly shifted his foot to the side, feeling pretty suspicious of his intent. “You falling out of practice? Hmph, you hardly care if you are, you damn bookworm”, he grunted before immediately moving to punch Vegeta, “I’m not here for your amusement!”