[IC] Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

[Mogtaki]

Viral needed to get on his feet again, but his mind wasn’t able to find his feet. His mind was all but trying to disappear from him and nobody seemed to mind, so all he could do was let the medicine take effect and remove his worries and sorrow. Rubbing his face as Vegeta decided to justify his odd manner of acting he wondered just what was giving Vegeta a reason to be all excited about this, finding it to be pretty worrying to say the least. To find excitement over a possibility of failure didn’t sit very well with him, in fact it made him a little nervous under his shell of frail mindedness. He still didn’t feel too sure about eating, but that nervousness was gradually disappearing along with his stress. Frowning as he slowly stared downwards as he sighed, his paw shifting on the floor as he tried to find a way to get up again, “Don’t you…force needles into me…” he groaned, not finding his feet very well, “You know what I mean…you know you’ll try and beat me, anyway. What do you think you do in training…you bookworm…”

Shu certainly had a lot of questions in mind and did wonder how he was supposed to try and find the answers to them all. Takeshi wouldn’t be able to give him a lot of them, but thinking them through and trying to solve them himself was what he always had to do. Nobody else would give him the answers unless he went right up and asked about them rather rudely; he really had no idea how T’charrl would react if he asked him where his ears were, for instance. Scratching through his hair, Shu eventually looked up at Takeshi again, tilting his head a little before giggling, “You say bad words a lot! I was taught that”, he smiled, giving a nod, “Always told never to say what you say because you say bad things”. When it came to how he felt about what happened to himself and what others had, Shu definitely had a slight case of nervousness towards it and was scared of what he was capable of when he had them. While he didn’t want to address his rage problem he still had problems regarding what he became, “I don’t like pointy things going near me”, he spoke lowly, pulling at his fingers, “Hers aren’t that big, but she still keeps them…b-but I don’t mind! So long as she doesn’t want to scratch me with them, I’m okay…”

[GambolMuse]

The medicine looked to be taking an awfully quick effect on Viral this time. He was passive and near immobile, his body probably not agreeing with him too much right now. Vegeta wasn't a fan, but the Beastman wanted his medicine and far be it from him to make Viral continue to suffer. Besides, the medicine would only be necessary for a little while longer, they were on the verge of fixing things after all. Having made sizable headway into the matter he now felt they could take a break to eat, get some much needed nourishment before continuing. Viral might be opposed to that but it was one topic Vegeta wasn't going to bend on. In moderation eating should be okay, just no big meals just yet. "The needles only come if you refuse to eat solid foods," Vegeta stated, coming around the desk, "You've got to keep getting proteins and nutrients, otherwise a lot of good this will do you." Even Viral couldn't go forever without eating, and if he was trying to recover then it was counter intuitive to be fasting. "Bookworm, hm?" Vegeta mirrored, raising an eyebrow before smiling. "That's a new one, I'll remember that. Especially when this bookworm is the one who restores you to your prime. Now come on," he added, leaning down and taking Viral by the arm, helping him to his feet, "Let's go get some food."

Takeshi couldn't answer even half of Shu's questions, he didn't know everything. All the more reason to start teaching the little guy soon, the more he knew the less he'd have to ask. Of course what the little guy did know were things that weren't super useful, either that or a bit annoying. "Who told you not to say what I say?" he asked, flushing red as he glanced over at Shu, "Was it Yumi? Or Vegeta? T-They say bad words too, you know! I'm not the only one!" Hmph, demonizing him like that, wonderful. Crossing his arms over his chest Takeshi sulked a bit as they continued on, looking back ahead. People said bad things all the time, it wasn't fair to say he was the only one. Shu wasn't done talking and for a second he thought the conversation was going to go on, but instead they were on about pointy things now. "Hm... Hers aren't that sharp, I don't think so. Maybe she just can't help it? I mean our father did change her, you know. Not her fault she's like that. Either way you know she won't scratch you. Her hurting you is like me hurting you, it wouldn't ever happen, yeah?" Or T'charrl hurting Shu, that was just as much an absurd notion. Speaking of T'charrl, they were already at his room, nearly having walked by it. Stopping suddenly in his tracks, Takeshi glanced at the door, smiling as he banged against it with his hand. "Hey T'charrl? Wakey wakey, come on out!"

[Mogtaki]

Viral couldn’t much care if he wasn’t looking good right now, nor could he be bothered thinking about how he was feeling. He wasn’t feeling all that depressed anymore, plus he had that slight moment of calm now that the medicine was taking effect so he couldn’t feel all that bad anymore even if it was crippling him with severe weakness. Usually if someone took this much they’d be out cold for hours, but Viral had too much to do to have to go to sleep and be trapped with nightmares for hours on end. Not in the mood to be talking about needles or force-feeding he let out a groan in protest, waving his paw around dismissively, “A lot of good many things will do…but I am still doomed”, he grumbled, finding the thought of it all being counter-productive. Growling as Vegeta teased him he gasped as he was pulled up to his feet, his hand going to his head when the horns proved to be too heavy again, “Prime? More like…primal because my mind would be gone completely…” he spoke, sighing heavily, “Where’s that wheelie-thing I had before…”

Shu found it funny when Takeshi got all flustered, but it was true that he said a lot of bad words. Yumi had told him what not to copy what Takeshi said after saying a few things Takeshi had said before, “I’m not telling! They didn’t say those words first, though”, he squeaked, bouncing as he walked, “You say bad things because you think it’s funny, right? Funny bad words of angriness…you have a lot”. Finding it amusing to tease Takeshi Shu gave him a little smile, shaking his head at the stuff about Yumi, “Nooo she had sharp nails before too! But now are more sharp and scary”. He didn’t like it, getting cut by anything sharp. It was scary and he was going to always feel pain when touched by them so he couldn’t help but feel bad whenever he changed and nearly sliced people up with his own claws. Pulling at his nails a bit he let out a sigh, squeaking in fright when Takeshi banged on T’charrl’s door, “Careful! Banging loud…”

T’charrl had been training by himself by the time Takeshi tried to thump down his door, his energy completely being thrown off and his concentration lost. He was trying to hone his energy and pull in more around him, the residue that was left over from others and collecting it for himself; however, with the banging he probably lost a good burst of it before he could absorb it himself. Gasping and hastily looking around his eyes soon rested on the door when he realised what was happening, his claws going to his head. It sounded like Takeshi, but why he was here he didn’t really know. It wasn’t dinnertime yet and he had only started his training so it couldn’t be that he had finished already. Standing up and moving to the door he casually opened it, tilting his head a little, “Huh? What is…? H-Hello?”

[GambolMuse]

"You're not doomed. When I start to sound pessimistic then worry, because I'll let you know if things progress to that point. Stop assuming the worst." Realistically Viral's situation was much better than he acknowledged. He had the care he needed to at least be stable, now too they were going to begin making progress towards recovery. Not only that, but he had a support system consisting of several people. Not that his pride would ever let him openly ask for help, but there were half a dozen people here who would come to his aid. Vegeta would give him that it was difficult to see the positives when depressed, but regardless they were still there. "Your mind is not going to be gone, I'll make certain of that. And if you mean your bed..." he paused, gesturing over to it, "But we'll walk. Come on, I'll give you a hand." Back again to supporting Viral, Vegeta slung one of his friend's arms over his shoulders, letting him lean for support. The ward could stay as it was for the time being, he'd be back after they ate. Opening up the door he began to step out, stopping abruptly when they nearly ran into Yumi. "Oh, Yumi. I didn't know you were out here."

Yumi wasn't wholly sure what to do with herself right now. Choi and Kai were back into training with Kabocha tagging along, and she had little desire to get in the middle of that. Shu and Takeshi were busy as well with their own training, and T'charrl had asked to be alone for a while. The only people she could really pay a visit then were Viral and Vegeta, provided they were through with the former's treatment. So she had decided to stop by, expecting just to pop in, say hello then be on her way. Instead just as she had gotten to the door she was greeted by both her friends on their way out. "I just got here actually," she replied, smiling as she stepped back to let them out. Glancing curiously at Viral she cocked her head to the side, reaching out and giving his shoulder a prodding. "You took your medicine again, didn't you...?" Every time he did it was obvious, he became loopy and could scarcely move on his own. Sighing she placed her hands on her hips, giving her head a shaking. "Right... Well if you did it was for a good reason, so I'm not going to question it. Where are you two heading though? I thought you had tests to run."

"We do, and we ran a couple. We're just taking a break for now, getting a bit of food." Vegeta pointed out. Nodding his head for Yumi to follow he eased Viral forward, not wanting to move too quickly. "We actually found something just a few moments ago too, and it could be the solution we've been looking for," he continued, glancing over at Yumi. "Could, so don't get all excited just yet. Even if it isn't though, gene deterioration is never a positive thing. So fixing this will help something at least, even if it's not the problem we want to solve." As he had said too there may be more than one abnormality. Once he had gone through the entirety then they would know for certain. With any degree of luck he would find more, and within those there would be the offending gene. Soon as they had the problem singled out they could effectively tackle it and get Viral onto the fast road to recovery. "If this works though and I can stabilize his genetic makeup I might even be able to administer gene therapy to you. If, that is, you want to be changed back."

"N-No, I don't say bad words to be funny! I say them because... I don't know!" Takeshi said, rolling his eyes dramatically, "The same reason someone says any word, I just talk and use them. Sheesh..." Curse words for comedy, he'd never heard of that one before. Whatever Shu needed to help explain things to himself, he supposed. He figured it was a good thing the little guy didn't cuss, it would seriously hamper his adorable, innocent little image that had people so willing to support and befriend him. That was probably part of the reason girls tended to adore him and meanwhile Takeshi would get slapped, so not fair... Moving on! Before he could get down and out about his chances with the fairer sex he figured they should get T'charrl, their friend was probably waiting to find something to do. In an unceremonious manner Takeshi stopped just outside the door, and with the palm of his hand banged on it fairly loudly, much to Shu's chagrin. "What if he's asleep and doesn't hear us? I've gotta knock loud!" he said, turning to the door as it opened. Flashing T'charrl a smile he stepped back a bit, giving him a slight wave, "Ah, you're up! Come on lazy, let's go train. Oh, and practice talking and stuff!"

[Mogtaki]

Viral would have preferred to be pushed along rather than carried, especially when being carried meant everything in his vision apart from what was immediately in front of him became fuzzy and blended in pretty well. It was some trip to be under and it definitely made him more than just a little disorientated, but with everything now completely under wraps he was okay with this. Sighing as he slowly glanced over to the bed he instead turned his head back around and rubbed his cheek tiredly, “I don’t have to walk when you can wheel me around…” he muttered, looking down to the ground as he followed his steps, “I don’t have to take this…I’m the patient…” Nonsensical words aside, Viral barely noticed Yumi when Vegeta suddenly stopped, nearly swinging away from him when they halted in front of her. Usually nobody would come and be around him apart from Vegeta so it was completely unexpected to have anybody else come along to check him out.

Seeing Yumi was pretty rare nowadays, at least ever since she found something in the Saiyan that he’d never be able to experience. He would be thinking all sorts of bad thoughts about Yumi and her current lifestyle, but quite frankly he was too out of it to bother. Nearly falling back when he was prodded in the shoulder he swiped his claws out lamely, hardly getting anywhere close before he gave her a wave of dismissal, grumbling, “Don’t judge me…woman…” He didn’t have much care for what Vegeta was telling her, especially when he already heard it all when he was in the room with him. Looking away dismissively for a moment his eyes soon went to Vegeta at his suggestion that Yumi be cured possibly too, his eyes soon going to Yumi, “Yeah…maybe we can get rid of your big ears”, he pointed out before realising something, “Oh yeah…I may lose my mind forever…so goodbye. I’ll be dead soon if he can’t treat me in time…”

Shu smiled at Takeshi, feeling a little cheeky as he stared up at him. Seeing him all flustered over simple words was pretty funny, especially when he was so self-conscious over what he said out in the open. Giggling a little he bounced around Takeshi, “I say many words! I like words because I can say them! Ooh!” he spoke quickly, giving a quick nod, “I can make up words too! Beenibeep! Beep beep! Ooh ooh! Those aren’t words…” Thinking about it for a moment his eyes quickly went to Takeshi again when he knocked on the door, his eyes quickly going to it before squeaking when T’charrl suddenly opened the door, giving him a little wave and a smile before he looked up to Takeshi again, “He doesn’t look sleepy! Friend isn’t lazy!”

T’charrl didn’t know why it was so urgent sounding, but turns out it wasn’t meant to be as such when they thought he might had just been sleeping. Strange how they would try to wake him up if they thought he was sleeping, especially considering how little he slept compared to them. Tilting his head a little bit before straightening up, T’charrl stared down at the two before giving a little smile himself, “Train? Practice? That would be very nice”, he spoke, looking off to the side for a second before moving out of the door, thinking otherwise about his scouter. He had been practicing for a while with speaking earlier before collecting energy and now was a good time to try and practice again, this time with his friends. Closing his door over he gave Takeshi and Shu a smile, “Do I…sound good? Not bad?”

[GambolMuse]

Yumi beamed when she heard progress was being made with Viral. It had been a long, painstaking road for him and at last Vegeta sounded optimistic about something. He had said not to get overly excited, but she couldn't help herself. "Viral, that's great! Soon you'll be back to your regular old self!" And they could get back to all the fun of training together and taking on enemies side by side. She really did miss fighting alongside Viral, they hadn't done so properly since Earth far as she could recall. Well, there was that giant monster they fought too, but she'd evidently been knocked out for part of that fight, so some partnership that had been. The 'woman' comment made her mouth twitch slightly in irritation, but she bit it back knowing the Beastman was on medication. That slipped by, but then Viral insulted her ears. Huffing reached up, touching her ears possessively. "They're not THAT big! I think they're no bigger than my human ears!" Yumi retorted, frowning before looking at Viral. "What do you mean lose your mind...? I thought you were going to get better, what's this about dying?"

"Don't worry about it Yumi. He's in a rut, but I give you my word he's going to be fine." Vegeta said, sighing to himself, "Viral, there's no need to worry Yumi. Now come on, let's get something to eat." Whether he liked it or not they were dining together, and Yumi was likely joining them. Fine by him, it had been a while since they'd eaten together, just the three of them. Granted one of them wasn't all there right now, off in his own little world, but Viral was with them in spirit. Using himself to support the Beastman, Vegeta led him along gradually, keeping their pace slow as not to rush things. "But yeah... If this gene therapy is successful I may be able to do the same to undo changes too. That means I can revert you back to a regular human, rather than this... Well half-breed, I suppose."

Hm... Being fully human again. Yumi actually had to think about that, whether she wanted it or not. Sure, the ears were still taking some getting used to, but they had proven useful several times. Her senses were well enhanced beyond normal human capacity as well, so there was that going for it. The downsides were probably the weakening of her Ki, something that she'd picked up on during her last training session. It was still there, she could use it unlike Viral, but it almost felt suppressed. So she was trading raw, natural power for her energy, and it was hard to say if that was a good trade off or not. "Let me think about it, I don't know just yet," Yumi answered, smiling as she folded her hands behind her back. He was still out of it, but Yumi felt the urge to talk with Viral, about anything really. They never really talked any more, maybe he'd be willing to for that reason too. "So... Viral. What do you think is causing so much trouble for the rebels and Saiyans? Think maybe the king is just pulling a trick on us? Sacrificing his own men for a distraction maybe? I've tried reading up on military tactics, and I guess one way to do things is to sacrifice your own troops to lull the enemy into security. Kind of a cold way to fight, don't you think?"

Takeshi gave a roll of his eyes, sticking his tongue out childishly at Shu. If he was going to use his words against him then fine, he just wouldn't speak. Then again he had to call for T'charrl, so being silent was a no go. At least their friend didn't come to the door on his hands and knees this time, that was weird. Perhaps this time he would be more willing to come along with them too seeing as Haku wasn't tagging along. He'd debated about inviting the other boy again, but figured after the last 'success' at dinner he'd give it some time. "Yeah, train and practice!" he repeated, grinning proudly. Well damn, T'charrl could really speak now. He still had an odd accent, but Takeshi chalked that up to just being a Kaesstrian. Not everyone sounded the same after all. Moving back to give their friend some room he arched an eyebrow, surprised there was more T'charrl had to say. "Yeah, yeah you sound good. We can understand you perfectly," he replied, giving a thumbs up, "Those lessons are paying off big time. Soon you'll be talking as well as Shu!" Smirking he stepped closer, giving T'charrl a slight nudge in the arm with his elbow. "I can even teach you a few 'special' words if you want."

[Mogtaki]

Viral didn’t see it as progress no matter how the two saw it, seeing it as a death sentence if it wasn’t sorted soon. That was okay though, he knew what was on the other side for him and certainly wasn’t any sort of surprise what might come either, his mind fairly well settled on the fact that he had been fairly close to death a lot and he felt okay with that. Staring at Yumi as she fussed over her ears he let out a groan, shaking his hand a little in dismissal. He was pretty sure Vegeta would butt in before he could speak and sure enough just when he opened his mouth to Vegeta did, telling her everything that made him wonder if Vegeta was just trying to dismiss it again. It seemed to be happening a lot, especially when he knew he wasn’t able to speak up in time while his mind was completely slow. Groaning in protest he lowered his head a little, giving it a rub, “Let me just-…I need to say goodbye to her eventually…” he grumbled, swaying a little, “And what are YOU saying that for? You’re the biggest half-breed here…silly little boy…”

Finding it all pretty annoying that he wasn’t getting his way with things he instead nearly dropped off his feet as his concentration on staying up diminished to make way for angry thoughts. He probably shouldn’t get all complicated with his thoughts at a time like this, especially when he was standing up. Letting out a groan he tried to get back to walking a little straighter, dragging his feet before his eyes went back to Yumi. It was not the best time for her to be talking to him about stuff like that, especially when his mind was completely out of it. Frowning as he stared at her he slowly lowered his head, “I don’t…know. Sacrifice troops…works…” he spoke slowly, trying to think it through, “Yeah…lowly troops. Don’t think I wouldn’t…do you hate that I would? Do you hate me…? It is not that, though…that is stupid…no sense there. Maybe it’s the stars taking their revenge…”

T’charrl was pretty happy with himself and Takeshi seemed pretty happy that he could speak too, smiling and giving him a nod. He hoped his way of talking wasn’t going to bug Takeshi, especially when he was told before that his voice was annoying. He was very self-conscious over this kind of stuff, but he had reason to when everything that was strange and wrong with him was right in everybody’s faces all the time. Maybe his next metamorphosis wouldn’t have him looking so bad, but he really did hope he might be able to become normal eventually, “Training…a-and normal soon!” Smiling happily at Takeshi’s approval he felt pretty proud of himself, finding it not too hard to understand his friend. Maybe he’ll soon be able to have indepth discussions with them all, but that would probably take a little bit longer. Watching Takeshi curiously as he made a step closer he tilted his head, gasping a little when Takeshi instead gave him a nudge and gave him a strange suggestion, “Uhhh…special…?”

Shu let out a squeal, making a quick jump at his brother, “Nooo! I’ll tell Mister Vegeta on you!” he squealed, shaking his head quickly, “You be nice! Nice to Friend T’charrl and teach good things! Where do we go to train? Big room? Other big room but empty? Where are other rooms…?” Shu didn’t actually know where they were going to take their friend, especially if he there was a possibility of him getting really big again. It would be bad if T’charrl accidentally got big and there was a lot of stuff everywhere or the room was too small for him.

[GambolMuse]

"Saying goodbye is a waste of breath, you're not going anywhere anytime soon," Vegeta said, "And mind who you call a halfbreed. Nearly everyone within our friends are a halfbreed in some manner or another. In fact... You're even more than just two halves." There he went being overly explanatory per usual. Little boy, was it? Chuckling faintly beneath his breath he shook his head, glancing at the unsteady Beastman. "Why don't we just focus on walking right now, hm? You can argue with me all you want after we get to the mess hall." Given a bit of time the medicine would wear off and Viral was likely to forget this conversation anyways, Vegeta wasn't too concerned over it. All they had to do was entertain their friend for the time being and keep him from wandering off in his lucid state. A walk in silence might be the best thing for now, the Beastman was scarcely in the state of mind to hold a full conversation. Yumi had a question for Viral however, and not an easy one at that. Vegeta opened his mouth to answer but found himself cut off and beat to the punch.

Yumi tried not to think about her ears too much, and had gotten fairly good at ignoring them. Viral bringing them up reminded her of her self-consciousness towards them, which in turn made her abashed. They were a hassle, even if they were handy. Showering and brushing her hair was such a mess now, she constantly got water or shampoo in her ears and would poke and tug on them when she was brushing. Maybe she should start putting sandwich baggies or something over them, just something to keep them safe. Discussing her new appearance wasn't any fun, so instead she asked a burning question, wanting to know more about what was going on with the rebels. Since Viral had the military expertise here he seemed the best to answer, even in his state. Normally yes, he would be the best person to go to about this. After hearing out his explanation she was left even more confused than she was to begin with. "I.. Uh... No, I don't hate you?" Yumi said, sounding properly confused. Looking at Vegeta for help she glanced back at Viral, scratching at her cheek, "Uh... The stars getting revenge? I don't think that works... Or makes any sense..."

"Viral is just saying it wouldn't be beyond the Saiyans to do that," Vegeta explained, smiling slightly amused, "At least, I think that's the gist of it. With the rebels on their doorstep though I can't see the King diminishing his own ranks, even if they are grunts. If the war turns into one of attrition then lessening his numbers isn't going to do him any favors." Viral could give a more concise answer were he not struggling simply to walk right now. More on topic, Vegeta wasn't going to put too much stock into the war right now. If the rebels needed aid they would ask, and unless the flagship was destroyed they would be able to establish contact. So the fact things had been silent was indicative that the situation had either died down completely or was under control.

If T'charrl was coming along then they could teach him to talk too. Not that Vegeta wasn't already doing so, but Takeshi figured he and Shu could help the process along. Takeshi could teach their friend all sorts of words, like some of those bad words that Shu was so abhorrently against. Stepping over and prodding the Kaesstrian he suggested that very idea, only to have it immediately shot down by his brother. "Eh? Spoilsport..." he mumbled, sticking out his tongue. "Vegeta's not the boss of me, if I want to do it then I could, you know." Except Yumi would probably find out as well. Vegeta he didn't mind, but Yumi had that knack for scaring him. If he was going to do this, it would have to be sneakily. Giving T'charrl room to come out, Takeshi glanced at Shu for a moment before cocking his head, giving it a thoughtful scratching. "Hm... I guess the usual training hall would work. It should be all fixed up and I doubt anyone is down there training, so we can probably go use it for as long as we want." That also meant they could get as serious as they wanted or goof off as much as they wanted. Somehow he and Shu always ended up just playing while they were training, and T'charrl likely wouldn't hate being involved in some games of theirs.

[Mogtaki]

Viral wasn’t in the mood to be arguing with Vegeta, especially over matters like that. It was rude to call someone a half-breed if you respected them in the first place, but luckily he was allowed to bite back because Vegeta wasn’t behaving himself. Growling lowly at Vegeta’s rebuttal he pulled back as if purposely trying to make himself fall and get Vegeta in trouble with Yumi, “Don’t youuuu…call me a mongrel!” While Vegeta was being annoying, Yumi was just being confusing when he had very little mental capacity to begin with. To be quite frank he didn’t want to talk about that kind of stuff, but if Yumi insisted then he would give an answer. She certainly seemed confused over it, but it wasn’t as if he wasn’t speaking the truth to what he might do. Throwing lesser troops at large forces was something that had already been done when he was under control. Large bases would get weakened and allow the stronger soldiers to completely wreck the place. Looking to Vegeta when he tried to explain what he was saying, Viral frowned slightly before looking away. It was awfully difficult to think right now and all he could think of was sitting down again, even if it meant he was going to be forced to eat. If he swiped at their faces then it was going to be their own fault and even in his deteriorated state he would still be able to react fast enough to do something like that. Feeling fairly dazed he reached out in front of him, his head lowering a little, “I want to…just…forget either exist…”

T’charrl didn’t know what any of this meant, his mind not quite able to get around what Takeshi or Shu was talking about, but he would be quite alright to let it slide. Feeling pretty concerned, T’charrl frowned a little before sighing, shifting around on his feet. It must had been an inside joke or something, but it wasn’t something he could understand. Smiling at the pair he slowly moved from them, giving his fur a quick brush down, “Training hall? Okay! Yesss”, he spoke quickly, feeling accomplished that he knew what that was. If they could train quietly in there then it would be fairly okay, he wouldn’t have to worry about anything going wrong with him. He was pretty cautious about training with Takeshi mainly because he was pretty scared of him when he changed, “Are you…okay with, umm, me? Me being all, uhhh…don’t know the word…but yes? Right?”

[GambolMuse]

Yumi didn't know whether to be saddened or humored by seeing Viral like this. He was almost drunk without even having touched a single drop of alcohol, she didn't exactly know what to make of it. In this state at least he wasn't a danger to himself or anyone else. She was pretty sure he didn't have the coordination or capacity to cause any sort of harm, aside from making comments about some people's ears. Asking questions seemed kind of like a bad idea right now, Viral couldn't answer them really. She was going to just remain quiet then, until Viral spoke up again about wanting to forget things. Watching him reach out she frowned, reaching out in turn and grabbing his paw. "Come on Viral, things are going to turn out alright, just you watch," she said, smiling gently. "Vegeta is finally going to help, and the rest of us will be here to help too. Don't you want to get better?" He'd been 'ill' for so long Yumi wondered if Viral even knew what it was like to be healthy anymore. That more than anything saddened her, considering Viral was family as far as she was concerned. Putting on a smile for his sake she let go of his paw, turning around and walking backwards to face him. "Once you get better maybe you can teach me how all these new bits of me work. That is, if I don't get changed back too."

"We'll just use the training hall we always do. Might as well, I doubt anyone's down there." The twins were probably cooking, Kabocha was doing who knows what, and Viral, Yumi and Vegeta were off doing their own thing too. That big room would be theirs for the taking, to do whatever they wanted with it. This was pretty cool, being able to have conversations with T'charrl like this. It was a far cry from being fluent, but it was an improvement big time from where he had been. Everything was settled then, but their friend had something else to say, and not very clear at that. Glancing back confused Takeshi frowned, relieving an itch on his nose, "Uh... You being yes, or right? If you're worrying about something happening then don't, it'll be fine. We'll just be careful if we gotta, that's all. Right Shu?" Just like they were mindful not to provoke Shu they would do the same for T'charrl, easy as that. Worst case scenario if the Kaesstrian did change then at least they were in an empty room to deal with him. "Things are going to be just fine, don't worry so much, you know? I feel like you worrying is part of what might make you change, the stress and all that. So lighten up T'charrl," he added, smiling in a friendly manner, "We're going to have fun, not stress about stuff."

[Mogtaki]

Viral didn’t know how far they were from the mess hall or whether they were even moving, whether they were walking around in circles was a complete mystery to him. He was disorientated and could barely see, his pills obviously being good for sleeping and relaxing over walking around and neither did it help that he had them without food or water either. He could probably blame Vegeta for not watching him or assisting him once he had his mind back a little more, but right now it was a struggle to think of a good way to point the blame when nobody was getting on at him for being this way; at least the pain was deadened and his head clear, even if it was a little too clear. Gasping when his paw was taken hold of he instead frowned, not sure what was happening with the two of them leading him along, “Get better…? My sleeping skills are…highly lacking…” he muttered, finding confusion in her words, “I feel better just now…but I can’t see or walk very well…” He wasn’t sure what she meant, but maybe being able to walk and talk like normal was what she meant. Lifting his head slightly to try and look at her he gave her a tired stare, his eyes barely able to open properly to look, “Teach you how they work…? How what works? Claws…teeth…ears…there’s nothing to teach…”

T’charrl was trying hard to explain what he meant but he couldn’t think of the exact word, at least not in their language. He knew it in his own and he even knew the true name for it, but Vegeta hadn’t taught him that yet. Staring at Takeshi in hope that he might understand him he smiled a little when Takeshi seemed to get the point, giving Shu a quick look before he let out a sigh, “Yes, good…I just-…I-I’m sorry”, he spoke, giving a quick nod before looking away down the corridor instead. It was just one of those things he didn’t know if he had absolute control over, his closest attempt at being in control was back when they were chasing down the criminal. He had been focused on attacking and capturing him is all so there was no telling how he might react if he changed and the others were there as his point of interest. Looking to Takeshi, T’charrl gave a quick nod before looking away again, “No stress…okay. I have practice, a lot of practice, but not ready…not yet. Just want to help again and fight, but want to get, umm…ssstrong to be what was. If I do, then you can use…you know, what is on me, yes? Vegeta said I should be caring of that, though. Do you mind if I don’t try too hard so I don’t go bad?”

[GambolMuse]

"That's not what I meant. Don't worry about it though, it's not a big deal right now." Yumi wanted to try her damnedest to avoid saying anything that might upset Viral. He might be loopy, but at least he wasn't depressed. Not wholly anyways, this was still an improvement. Clearly the pills had side effects for him, which was the reason why Vegeta was so against them. She just didn't trust them on principle alone, a pill couldn't cheer you up, not really anyways. Good thing they were here to help him, otherwise the Beastman wouldn't be lifting so much as a foot while he was this loopy. "I mean my abilities! If I have any, that is," she explained, smiling hopefully, "I want to know if I inherited anything from you since I was changed. Have to look at the positives, right? Maybe I can take energy from the sun, or I can detect things other people can't. I don't know about transforming like you do... I think you can keep that. But I want to know!" Her eyes shone with a particular excitement as she spoke, she did have plenty of curiosities about herself. And now in the comfort of her friends she could lighten up a bit and try to find something good out of her predicament. Nearly backing right into the wall as they rounded the corner she spun on her heel, eying the mess hall down a ways. "You'll have someone to fight who's more like you. That's a good thing, right?"

Hm, leave it to Yumi to find the positives in a bad situation. Vegeta tried to emulate that, but usually his positives were more along the lines of 'At least you're not dead'. That was a positive, right? She'd always done that though, even if it was retrospectively after a situation. If someone could find something good in having a drunk for a father then they were damn optimistic. These last few months had put a bit of a damper on that, but now he was starting to see that again. "Hm... If I can get you back to normal won't this whole request be moot?" he asked, smiling faintly, "Not to put a damper on things, but it might be a bit unnecessary, that's all I'm saying." Slowing the pace even further as they reached the door he let Yumi through first, following suit with Viral at his side. "Though... I'm sure there's plenty that Viral can teach you either way. He is a seasoned warrior after all." To make things more convenient they took the table closest to the kitchen, and Vegeta stopped to settle his friend into one of the seats, propping Viral up with a hand on his back just to be sure. "What are you in the mood for, Viral?"

In spite of being properly freaked out by the change, Takeshi didn't think T'charrl was going to go and transform on them. "Don't be apologizing, you did nothing wrong," folding his hands behind his head, "You're like Shu, I think. You change when you get stressed or really angry. And since you're just with us I doubt you'll be either of those. So relax, yeah? You'll be fine." Far as he knew they had never made one another angry, certainly not to the point of going rampant. The only person who could probably make either Shu or T'charrl change was Haku, and he was likely back in his room per usual. "You can fight now, you did before. Though you did kind of change on us... But that was different! It won't happen, but if it makes you feel better we'll take things nice and slow." Not that he and Shu typically went all in during training anyways. Nine times out of ten they got a bit of sparring in then broke out into impromptu games, pretty safe to say that wasn't going to induce a change. "If you want to get strong though we'll have to train kind of hard. Can you just tell us if you start feeling... I don't know, overwhelmed? So we know when to stop."

[Mogtaki]

Viral didn’t know what she meant or why she was telling him any of this, but of course he didn’t have a clue to what was meant to feel better right at this moment. It could be that he didn’t feel anything at all, but he knew he would feel something later so feeling this way was certainly better than just now. If he could feel alright under the pills then taking them once things got worse again seemed like the best thing, but of course this was how he was feeling right now and who knew how he might feel later on when they wore off. Finding confusion in her words she soon made it just a little clearer when she mentioned abilities, but right now he couldn’t think much beyond what she could already do, “Is something wrong with transforming…other than this…” he mumbled, staring down at himself for a moment before back to Yumi, “You sure it was my genes you got and not some…animal’s?”

Vegeta put a stop to that whole conversation with his own rebuttal, putting doubts in whether Yumi even had anything extra other than the animal senses and abilities she could figure out herself. If she did end up getting changed back then it would be pointless, but he couldn’t quite think beyond all of that even if he tried. It was pretty funny calling him a seasoned warrior when he had barely fought at all lately. He couldn’t think beyond a week right now and everything else was just a blur, but of course that was the medicine taking away those bad memories that haunted him so much. As he was finally given a seat he slowly leaned back without much control over it, his horns proving to be a little too heavy with this kind of weakness before he managed to find balance thanks to Vegeta, “I-…I don’t know. You wanted me to eat…” he groaned, slowly moving his paws onto the table, giving his arms a look before sighing, “Shark fin soup…here, take these”.

T’charrl didn’t want to be rude to his friends, but this whole changing thing of his had made him incredibly paranoid about hurting one of his friends when it started to feel stronger. With every day that passed his strength increased and so did his urge to become that greater power, scaring him pretty badly. He didn’t like how he picked up that trait from the energy he took from the General and knew he had to suppress it, but whatever that thing that was inside him said it certainly didn’t tell him how to control that hostile energy. Frowning as he stared at Takeshi, his antennae twitching as he tried to find an understanding to what he was saying, “I know, I…uhhh, d-did that. I wanted help to-uhh, to help you”, he spoke, frowning deeply at his mistake, “If I could do that all times, it would be okay…but, I-I can’t yet”. It made him a little nervous to be around them but if Takeshi was giving him reassurance then that made him feel just a little bit better. He hadn’t been training with anybody because he was so scared of it all the time, but if Takeshi was going to give him a break then things should be a lot better, “Thank you. Hard training: that is okay. I will say if I feel umm…that word. Big feelings? Does that mean big feelings? Overwhelmed”.

[GambolMuse]

Vegeta was going to move off of the transforming conversation now. Viral had enough of that throughout the day without Yumi bringing it up. He knew she was only trying to help, but far as he was concerned the best thing right now was to get off of that topic. Besides they were in the kitchen, food was more on his mind at any rate. He'd denied himself food quite often as of late, and as such each time he was going to eat he was usually famished. Reminding himself they were here for Viral's sake moreso than his own he asked the Beastman if there was anything in particular he'd like. "Wouldn't that be cannibalism?" he asked, smiling slightly, "We have fish, that's close enough. Perhaps we'll do some of that, and some mixture of sides. Keep it simple." With just three of them it was a touch excessive to cook a whole lot. Viral wouldn't eat much, Yumi likely had eaten recently, and Vegeta had no intention of binging. "I'll get to cooking, it shouldn't take too long. You two just go ahead and relax for a bit." The chance to be alone with his thoughts was necessary, he had to think things through. Viral's treatment would have to be set on a schedule, and the treatment itself administered carefully. It was a lot of logistics to sort out, and the sooner he could get on that the better.

Yumi wasn't going to argue, she had little desire to cook right now. Taking the seat directly across from Viral she nodded appreciatively to Vegeta, smiling as he left them alone. "So... Fins, huh?" she asked, eying the new appendages on the Beastman's arm curiously. Could she get things like that too? Or were her changes going to be entirely different? Could she even change? Leaning down she laid an arm across the table, her chin setting down on top of it idly. "What's it feel like? Does it hurt?" Like a curious child she reached out, and with her fingertips grazed over the fleshy protrusions, wondering what it felt like. A little coarse and cooler than she'd expected, it must be odd having those. And that wasn't even including the horns and tail, and whatever else Viral might have now. After prodding for a moment she withdrew her hand, folding both arms under her chin and releasing a long sigh. "Now that he's gone... I'm going to be honest. All of this waiting around for the rebels really sucks. I want to go knock that creep of a king around for what he did to us. But we're supposed to wait for the okay before doing that," Yumi mumbled, lifting her head slightly to look at Viral. "You think the same thing, don't you? That we should just go now?"

T'charrl was getting worried over nothing, he wasn't going to change. Takeshi didn't feel threatened in the slightest by their friend, not in his current state. Sure, when he did change it was nightmare fuel for him, but so long as that didn't happen they had no problems. "You did help us though! Shu and I were getting our butts handed to us, you came in and saved the day. Granted you kind of scared the crap out of a ton of people doing it, but... Eh, they'll get over it." Better that a few Shaharians have to have nightmares for a while than he and Shu be back in their father's clutches. Not really selfish considering how bad the latter was either, he didn't feel the least bit sorry for the Shaharians. "Big feelings? I guess that's like overwhelmed," Takeshi explained, stopping just short of the training hall. "It's like when you feel too much of something, and it's a lot to handle at once, kind of like that," he continued, gesturing with his arms for 'big', "Kind of like when you absorbed energy, you know? You could say you were overwhelmed by all the energy." Hah, they hadn't even meant to and already T'charrl was learning from them. This teaching stuff was easier than he thought, Takeshi didn't get the whole deal with it. Going to the console he began putting in the password, smiling over at his friend and brother. "So we'll train hard, but not too hard. And we can take a break if you feel like things are getting out of hand." Letting the doors slide open he stepped into the room, rolling one of his shoulders preemptively. Out of the corner of his eye he caught some movement, turning his head to see what it was. Good thing he spotted it as a large weight was flying through the air, to which Takeshi ducked to avoid. Squatting down as it crashed a ways behind him with a resounding bang he glanced up, blinking before scowling and pointing at a trio of figures. "Watch it you idiots! You nearly took my head off!"

Throwing heavy weights around was a bit of an odd training regiment, but it seemed to be working. Kabocha thought it was, he could certainly feel the burn. And gods know it was hard to keep a grasp on something that massive while spinning. After getting a good rotation going around he finally released the latest weight, sending it hurtling across the room as they had done before. He didn't notice anything awry until he heard a voice, and was pretty sure that the weights couldn't talk. "Hey, I'd recognize that complaining voice anywhere!" he chimed, grinning as he looked towards the door at a miffed Takeshi. "Long time no see, Takeshi! Sorry for almost flattening you!" That was some way to make an entrance. It's what he got for just waltzing on in here too, they weren't the only ones that used the room. Leaving Choi and Kai where they were he drifted over towards the others, though keeping his distance unless he was going to get pummeled. "Shu and T'charrl too? It must be our lucky day! To what do we owe this visit from the Princes and their friend?" Kabocha asked, making no attempts to hide the teasing tone of his voice.

"Har har har, you're hilarious Kabocha," Takeshi mumbled, picking himself up and dusting himself off. Just what were they doing anyways, tossing weights around like that? Good thing the room maintained itself, otherwise Vegeta would be righteously pissed at what was going on in here. So the room wasn't empty, that was annoying. There were others obviously but this was their usual one, he'd prefer to keep it that way. It was fairly big in of itself, so maybe both groups could train at the same time, so long as the twins or Kabocha didn't pelt them with training weights. "We're here to do some training, and by that I mean real training, not... Whatever you guys are doing," he continued, waving a hand dismissively. Looking past Kabocha and up at the twins, Takeshi raised an eyebrow, pointing again at Kai, "I'm surprised you're letting these knuckleheads do this. I though you were the responsible one."

[Mogtaki]

Viral was not in that big a mood for eating, especially how he felt about the subject. He was more worried about things getting worse, but with the pills that worry had dwindled pretty greatly and he wasn’t going to have any sort of bad feelings towards it quite yet. He would need to have some sort of emotion like fear to spark up that sort of worry and right now his mind was pretty deadened to anything. Offering up his fins for chopping off he frowned when that was denied as if he truly expected him to, lowering his arms back down onto the table and resting his head forward on it, “Never complain about it being cannibalism when I eat fish…” he mumbled, rolling his head slightly to the side against his arm. Anything that was causing him pain could probably be chopped off, but whether they regenerated was something he had never tested before. He could regenerate his organs, but whole limbs was questionable. Maybe he could but he just never had the opportunity to try when nothing horrible had ever happened before. Maybe there was something in those memories of him at the laboratories that involved the tearing of limbs but he couldn’t remember them, at least not on these pills.

Relaxing wasn’t something Viral was particularly used to so sitting here was certainly making him feel pretty uncomfortable as he stared at Yumi, no particular words coming to mind that he could say. Following her eyes as she questioned his fins, frowning slightly as she decided to touch them. Letting out a sigh he slowly rested his head towards his other arm, “Hurts where they emerge…that’s it”, he spoke, looking to his arms, “Everything hurts where they emerge, but my forearms…sore all over…but not much for now…” His head was especially bad, sometimes it even felt that it was bleeding. Letting out a sigh as he stared at his arms his eyes soon went back to Yumi, frowning at her words. He could agree to that, in fact he said it earlier to Vegeta but got shot down fairly quickly. Trying to push himself up before giving up he let out a groan instead, “The rebels are scum…” he mumbled, looking down at the table, “Would fight the King myself…but what power do I have…? I can’t do anything, not just now…maybe never. I’ll never get the chance for revenge…”

T’charrl didn’t have the heart to hurt his friends on purpose if he did somehow change so it was worth expressing his worries incase Takeshi thought he meant to change. His problem was definitely that he could be absorbing energy from the training and not even know it making it unpredictable. Feeling a little guilty for changing back on that planet still, hearing Takeshi try and reassure him that everything that he did was okay made him feel a little better, even if he did get a yelling at by the doctor when he got back. His wings were restored but it still left an annoying sting still, making them too sensitive for flying with for now. Smiling a little at Takeshi explaining the meaning he soon looked away, staring down at the floor as he walked along, “Yes…yes, it felt like that”, he spoke calmly, looking back to him, “Worry is starting with taking energy as we train. Can’t stop it very well, but maybe it will be okay”.

Watching as Takeshi entered the code and opened up the hall he quickly ducked down when something came hurtling towards them from within, his claws going over his head in fright before he stared up in a bit of a daze. While the item didn’t hit any of them he was still startled, looking around desperately before up at Kabocha. He didn’t think they’d all be down here, but then again he hadn’t seen them lately so it was more than likely that they were all down here. Letting out a sigh he quickly looked to Shu, tilting his head a little before back to the others. If they were here then there would be more people training, but if they were throwing a lot of energy around then it could be a little worrying for him. He would be gaining a lot more energy than he might with just Shu and Takeshi, but maybe this was where he was drawing the extra energy from that was floating around while he meditated. He really should stop worrying about energy and all of that stuff, especially when that was all he managed to worry about lately when he didn’t have war or Princely duties to worry about.

Choi and Kai had been taking turns to fight against Kabocha, seeing as how it wouldn’t be fair if they both came at him using their own ability to read each other’s movements instantly. Choi was up against Kabocha at the time they started using weapons and Choi was pretty okay with that, but as Kai floated around his attention quickly went to the door when it opened but simply sighed when he saw it was the three Princes. Good thing it wasn’t someone like Vegeta or Yumi or they’d probably be in trouble. Staring at Takeshi he shrugged lightly, glancing away momentarily, “I am…which is why I’m not doing it”, he spoke calmly, looking back to him, “I’d say I’m responsible for not participating in it”.

[GambolMuse]

Poking and prodding at Viral's appendages might not be the best thing to do, but Yumi was curious. It wasn't like his other transformations where he completely changed, this was partial. And on top of that it was a mix and match, she'd never seen anything like it. "Oh... They hurt? Well I guess that makes sense, they do sort of just sprout out of you after all..." she commented, moving her hand away, "It looks like the pain subsides though, right? You don't seem to be hurting that much right now. Though that could be the medicine too..." If there was pain every time a person changed then she wanted no part of it. Sure, she could handle pain as well as the next fighter, perhaps better even. But that didn't mean she enjoyed it, she wasn't some sadist. Knowing how much pain Viral was in, both physically and mentally bothered Yumi to no end. The Saiyans should be made to pay for what they had done, and the fact they had to wait for the okay from the rebels was infuriating. That was a point both she and the Beastman could agree on. "Not all the rebels are scum, they're just... A pain to work with. I mean they are the good guys after all," she pointed out, "We'll fight the king soon enough, with or without the rebels. We're all really strong now, and once Vegeta helps you, you'll be one of the strongest again. Then we can all go over there and kick some butt, and you'll get your revenge. Believe me, I want it too, even if I know how wrong that is."

Takeshi managed to go from a good mood to utterly annoyed in the blink of an eye, courtesy of Kabocha. Hmph, they haven't seen one another for some time and this was how he greeted them? He could expect that sort of thing from the guy, or Choi, but he was surprised that Kai was taking part too. A nice way to say it would be Kai had a stick up his butt, he was always so 'in line' compared to everyone else. Part of growing up under the King, though that didn't stop the others. Shooting Kabocha a nasty look he glanced over at the twins, questioning why exactly things were so out of hand. "Well you're not stopping it either! Some responsible guy you are!" he fumed, pointing back at the weight, "That thing nearly took my head off!" Bah, and now Kabocha was laughing away because he was all flustered. Trying not to feed into it, Takeshi crossed his arms over his chest, sighing as he looked away. "So what are you guys doing down here anyways? We were going to use this room for training, so if you don't mind..."

Kabocha really missed bothering Takeshi, it was too easy to get him riled up. What was the big deal with tossing a weight anyways? They were Saiyans, at most it would give him a bruise, nothing more. Certainly not decapitate him like he'd so dramatically complained about. Having a bit of a laughing fit he grinned innocently, eying Takeshi as he spoke. "Sure thing, 'cept we're training down here too. And we were here first, so looks like we get to use it." This wasn't back at Kortal, and they weren't technically a squad anymore. Maybe he saw it that way, but the reality was they were comrades now, not a bunch of subordinates. So he could bark all he wanted but Takeshi wasn't getting his way. Prodding the beast a bit more, Kabocha walked over, placing an arm around the Prince's shoulders with a smirk, gesturing to the room with his thumb. "Tell you what though, this place is plenty big enough for all of us, so why don't we share? You take one half and we'll take the other, everyone wins."

Share the training hall? Not what Takeshi had in mind, at all. It certainly was large enough for six people, room wasn't the question. It was more a concern of just how well T'charrl could hold himself together. He didn't think their friend would change, but that didn't mean he wasn't taking precautions to make doubly sure. Throwing him in the mix with tons of other people only increased the chances that something might go wrong. Or maybe it wouldn't, Takeshi didn't have a clue how those changes worked, or came about even. It sure didn't seem like there was any other option, unless they wanted to go and find another room. Like hell his pride would let him be thrown out though. "Fine, we can share the room, if that's how it's gotta be," he answered, grinning as she shrugged off Kabocha's arm. If they wanted to butt in then so be it, he'd make use of them being here. "Since we're all training, why don't we do it together, huh? A three on three!" Looking up at the twins he stepped forward, motioning for them to come down. "What do you think guys? Want to see what pair of brothers is stronger?"

[Mogtaki]

Viral didn’t like the whole partial transformation thing, but it wasn’t as if he knew how to sort it either. He was stuck and there was no going forward or back for him when they were all present making it impossible to concentrate on one, the worst that could happen being he might end up continuing to change between the three and being presented with even more pain and a larger mental struggle. It was a pretty harsh situation to be in and it felt as if none of them understood what it was like, at least not beyond what he’d already said, “They help…at least to forget it”, he spoke, giving his arms a slow rub, “Transforming as I usually change doesn’t hurt…but…when it’s slow…it’s maddening…” Feeling a little bothered by it he just casually sighed and looked away, time feeling incredibly slow. He almost wasn’t sure as if time was moving at all, but of course moving through space made it very hard to judge. Frowning, slowly his eyes moved back to Yumi, staring at her blankly, “One of the strongest…? No, it’s not possible to be anymore”, he spoke, pulling in his arms, “Everyone is beyond me; I must accept it. I can’t compete with Ki and that is how it is. I will be killed as I fight the King…but that is if I am to survive this…”

Kai didn’t see how he was doing anything wrong by letting them fight the way they wanted to, finding it a little amusing that Takeshi was so bothered by a little weight possibly hitting him, “I am responsible: I’ve been watching them the entire time”, he spoke rubbing his knuckles on his chest casually, “If it took your head off I would be severely concerned that you are not a Saiyan and is in fact a brittle machine…good thing you are, though”. While it was all amusing he still needed to see to them and find out why they had come here. If Takeshi thought that weight was bad then he should probably not try out the simulations. Watching as Choi came to him he folded his arms, watching Takeshi and Kabocha go into their usual strut. It was unusual to see the Kaesstrian down here with them, he thought that guy preferred to be away from all this tough fighting but apparently not as he was even looking for room to train with them all.

Choi admittedly hadn’t seen them all together like this in a long time and even having his brother around was one of those moments that was becoming pretty uncommon, but he was fairly happy to see them and did wonder if anything fun might just be happening. He was slightly worried about Shu being there given his history, the same with the Kaesstrian, but if Takeshi was confident that he could be down here with them then he would be alright with that; it was the youngest that was the problem, though. Seeing that kid go ape was scary as hell and if something like that happened in here then he would be out of the room like a bullet. Looking to his brother as Takeshi ushered them down the pair flew down, landing lightly on the floor. Curious to what Takeshi had to offer he quickly frowned, giving a quick glance down to Shu before back to Takeshi, “Uhhh…with you two?” he questioned, pointing between both of them before giving a nervous smile, “Uhhh s-sure! I’ll fight you and Kai fights your brother! How’s that? I guess you’re fighting the alien, huh Kabocha?”

[GambolMuse]

"So if it drags out then it hurts, but if it's quick..." Yumi mumbled, starting to piece things together. Made sense, the longer you had to endure something sometimes it became worse, in more way than one. Quick and painless wasn't just some random saying after all, there was actually truth behind it. She almost dared to suggest being rid of the transformations entirely. Not that she knew how that would be done, or if it even was possible. All the changes seemed to do was upset Viral though, so shouldn't he be better off if he wasn't going to transform? She'd have to pop that question to Vegeta later, though she could already foresee a big, bold 'no' as a reply. Looking towards the kitchen for a moment she glanced back at Viral, hoping to reassure him still about improving. "T'charrl doesn't really use Ki so much, but look how strong he is," Yumi pointed out, smiling, "And if he can do it, some kid who's nowhere near as battle hardened as you, then you can definitely catch up and surpass everyone. You might not have Ki, but you've got your own kind of energy, and yours is constantly replenished by the sun. That makes you stronger than any of us, because you don't run out." It was difficult staying optimistic when Viral was so down, but she had to for his sake. Maybe if she kept it up he'd get tired of being grumpy and depressed, perhaps even smile for a change. "The King won't kill you, or any of us. We'll all be there, and we're all going to watch each other's backs."

Takeshi was just getting all sorts of flustered, having weights thrown at him and Kai be a pain as usual. He was almost expecting some kind of snarky comment out of Choi just for the cherry on top, that would make him really blow a fuse. If everyone was going to be down here in the training hall then they should make the most use of it that they could. There were two groups of three, relatively close in strength. Since these three were so adamant about staying he was going to put them up to some sparring. In particular he wanted to see what pair of siblings were better fighters, himself and Shu or Kai and Choi. Waving down the twins he smirked, sharing the idea with them excitably. They didn't hate the idea, though Choi seemed uneasy. "Aw, what's wrong? Scared of Shu?" Takeshi teased, grinning for a moment before it waned, instead frowning as he pointed at Choi. "What a minute, so does that mean you're more scared of him than of me? I'm the stronger of the two, you know! You should be worried about fighting me!"

And there went Takeshi raving as he did. Kabocha couldn't blame Choi for his decision, he wouldn't want to face off against Shu either. Kai likely didn't as well, but he was the only one of their group who wouldn't complain. He had enough problems of his own going up against T'charrl. The last time they'd fought with him he'd gone all giant bug and created a massive tree in the middle of a city. Not the most reassuring notion going into a fight, even if it was just a spar. "Heh... Uh yeah, looks like it's me and him," he answered, smiling nervously as he rubbed at his head. Hooray, well with any luck this would be a short session. Looking over at T'charrl he slowly walked towards him, giving his knuckles a cracking as he did so. "So uh... We're fighting. Mind not turning me into a giant tree while we do?"

[Mogtaki]

Viral stared at Yumi before his eyes slowly directed themselves to his arms, sighing a little as he slowly rubbed at the fur. He was feeling a little self-conscious over it for sure, knowing he was weird-looking certainly did that to him, but feeling any other way wasn’t an option either. Whether he would get better or remain like this permanently was certainly a thought, but the thought of being killed by it seemed more realistic. Finding it to be all completely questionable, slowly he rolled over his arms and stared at his palms for a moment before Yumi decided to give him a response. Looking up at her, thinking about how he related to T’charrl didn’t get very far, but of course the guy was a completely different species and from a completely different animal kingdom, “Doesn’t he have some sort of…’spirit’ or whatever helping with that…” he mumbled, rolling his head slightly, “Without the sun I feel pretty dead…and these lights make me feel like I’m drinking coffee for energy…hmph, where is my coffee…” Getting a little impatient sitting around like this he slowly folded his arms towards himself, hiding his face behind his arms and let out a sigh. It felt like an eternity had passed and it was definitely starting to grate on him, “True, I won’t get killed…I’ll die before we get there”, he spoke, definitely finding that to be the most probable outcome, “If I do go mad, don’t treat me like a pet…I’d hate that”.

Choi really didn’t want to go up against Shu, especially considering what the little guy was known for. He wasn’t actually sure if he could handle fighting the kid with the way he moved and scratched, not to mention he had that freaky form. Hoping he bagged a good deal he was only teased by Takeshi, immediately getting defensive, “Am not! I’m just concerned that he’s not going to, uhhh, see me as a challenge”, he said quickly, giving Shu a quick look. The little guy appeared concerned at first but soon his concern turned into confusion. Smiling nervously he quickly looked to Kai who looked none too pleased with that decision, “Uhhh, c’mon, don’t look at me like that…you know I’m right! You’ll totally be best with fighting him!”

T’charrl didn’t understand what was going on all that much but just waited around for them to settle it all, hoping he was going to be accepted as a fighting opponent. He was definitely concerned that he wasn’t going to get accepted by Takeshi’s friends, especially as he continued to get even more different looking as time went on. Smiling nervously at Kabocha as he faced him, rubbing his claws together before giving him a little wave. If their last battle together was anything to go by this was going to be incredibly awkward. Twitching his antennae a little at Kabocha’s words he lowered his head a little, giving it a shake, “I won’t do anything, really…but, uhh, I will say if I feel troubled”, he spoke, rubbing his claws together, “It will be my first time doing training with another like this. Usually by myself, usually…uhh, okay for going?”

[GambolMuse]

Yumi pursed her lips, not quite sure how to answer Viral. Did T'charrl have a spirit inside of him? Technically they all did, but that wasn't what he meant. She had no idea, if that was the case then she had been left out of the loop in that regard. "I don't know... Does he? This is the first I'm hearing of it," she replied, lifting her shoulders in a shrug, "Even if he does, my point stands. He's strong enough to fight with and against people who do have Ki. And sure... Maybe you need the sun for your power, but with it you're just as powerful. It's just like how we're weak when we have no Ki left, it's all the same if you think about it." Smiling sympathetically, Yumi reached out and patted Viral's arm gently, "We're going to do everything we can to make sure that never happens. We're here for you completely and whenever you need us, you know that, right? And Vegeta is in the process of making things better, so it won't be long until you can start recovering. Try to look on the bright side, hm? Soon enough you'll be training right alongside me and Vegeta again, just like we used to."

The only way Choi could be anymore blatant about his aversion to Shu was if he said it outright. The little guy might be missing a beat, but Takeshi caught on and wasn't going to let this one slide by. "So... I'm the stronger of us, but you're worried he won't see you as a challenge? If he doesn't then what makes you think I would?" Really he would fight Choi with no complaints on his end, he didn't care who he fought with. Just a little fun with the guy before they got going, that was all. When Choi tried to defend his decision in front of Kai, Takeshi broke out into a small fit of laughter, clamping his mouth shut quickly but still letting giggles through. "Whatever you say, doofus. I just hope you are a challenge for me, otherwise I might go ape on you," he teased, starting to walk away from the others, waving Choi on to follow him. "We should probably all split up so we don't get in each other's way. Choi, come down to the other end of the room with me."

Oh boy, so they were really doing this after all. Kabocha wouldn't try weaseling his way out like Choi had done, even if he was awfully nervous. T'charrl was in another league entirely the last time he changed, if that happened again things would get bad real quick. The Princes didn't seem concerned though so maybe it was okay now, he'd have to play it by ear and see. "Heh... Good, good. Yeah, just say the word if something funny is going on," he said, chuckling nervously as he rubbed at his neck. Even if he didn't change, Kabocha wasn't completely familiar with T'charrl being like this. It was impossible to say then what he could do, or how he'd fight. "Just don't go crazy and we'll be fine! And uh... Don't absorb my energy." Kabocha added, not bothering with tact as he watched Takeshi and Choi wander off. Sighing to himself he scuffed a boot on the floor, glancing back over at T'charrl with a small smile. "May the best, uh... Fighter win?"