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Korian was having enough of a headache without Ricken getting involved. The boy could be as prideful as any Saiyan, and could hold a grudge damn well too. He'd taken the animosity towards Viral perhaps a bit too far before, which was saying something coming from the man who handed down the execution sentence. After telling off his subordinate the Commander turned back to the matter at hand, giving the Beastman an exasperated look. "You'll have your maps... But don't get comfortable with this arrangement. After this as far as I'm concerned we're even, anything that happens from hereon out is not related to this." He would not have the matter hung over his head like some black mail, he was done with it after this. Sayomi would need to go get the data, it would take him quite some time to figure out how to copy it, let alone transfer it to the Princes. It was a simple enough request and yet somehow the Lieutenant managed to find a way to get moody with him for it. Looking at Sayomi abashed the Commander shook his head, frowning as he blushed a bit indignantly. "N-No I'm not doubting you, I was asking if you'd mind doing it!" he said quickly, not wanting to get Sayomi angry with him. Instead of replying she went over to T'charrl, pricking him with a little tool before walking off to the Princes' ship. Sighing softly Korian shook his head, watching her leave before looking back at the kids. "Women are trouble boys, be careful."

Takeshi couldn't say he agreed with Korian's view on women. He didn't think they were trouble at all, just really hard to get. Having no experience with them himself he couldn't well say though, they could be just as the Commander said too. Ugh... There was something else he should try doing when they were on Earth, if they had the time. Maybe he would finally be able to find a girlfriend if luck was on his side. Dragging Shu along was possibly a good idea too. He was cute, girls liked cute, right? Then again, they may end up liking Shu and not him, and then he'd be back where he started but now having to watch his brother date someone. Life was so not fair like that. As Sayomi wandered off he turned to see what T'charrl was fussing about, not having witnessed the small sample she'd stolen. Seeing him nursing at his arm Takeshi went over to take a look, curious at the small prick-spot he noticed. "That's what you're moping about...?" he asked, blinking confused before smiling up at the Kaesstrian amused. "You pretty much just had blood drawn, it's kind of like a shot. You have gotten shots before... Haven't you?"

Vegeta was more than ready to get going again, yet the others were outside for some meeting. With Korian no less, which was a little troublesome seeing as Viral had left. He doubted a battle was going to break out, the brothers and T'charrl were there to stop that if need be, but it must be an awfully awkward situation. Everyone else was good to go, the ship was primed to take off and the crew at their stations. At the present Vegeta was sitting at the panels in the hangar, doing last minute checks on systems to make sure they hadn't missed anything. It would be quite bad to get into space and then find out life support wasn't working, or that someone had left something unplugged. All across the board things were okay, not a single bit had been missed. He was a little excited to fly now, curious as to how the ship had been modified. On the exterior it was much the same, save for the dark red coat of paint that now covered the hull to mask it being a Saiyan vessel. The bulk of the work had been on overhauling everything inside, and that included the engines. Smiling whimsically at the prospect of now being faster he hardly noticed Sayomi enter the ship, catching her coming in out of the corner of his eye. Raising an eyebrow he stepped out of the control room, going to the rail on the catwalk and leaning on it, looking down at her curiously. "Last minute check up? Or did we miss something?"

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Takeshi didn't know what else to say to Shu other than to reiterate the point he'd already made. The majority of people who had ever met the little guy ended up adoring him, with some people, like the Shaharians, pretty much outright worshiping him. If he could get an entire race to celebrate him then surely the kid would have no problem making their own mother like him. What little he understood about a mother he knew they were supposed to love their children unconditionally. There were a lot worse things to be other than a little hairy or hyper too, like rude or have anger problems. Albeit he'd toned down his own issues quite a bit, so even that shouldn't be a big deal. There was a legitimate reason for their mother being absent, Takeshi wouldn't accept it otherwise. They were going to find her eventually, and she'd move in with them in his house, and they'd finally have a parent. A little late, given their ages, but better late than never he supposed. If Shu was going to try and be optimistic about all of this then so was he. If they kept their heads up who knows, they might find the woman sooner than they thought.

Korian wasn't going to touch the family topic, he wanted none of that. Besides, families were quite different depending on where you were born. Saiyan families were nothing like those on Uuonoe, and probably nothing like those on Earth. Kaesstra likely had its own family hierarchy and system if he asked T'charrl, and goodness knows how everyone else's home planets worked. At least the negotiations were coming to a close, or so the Commander thought. It was difficult enough agreeing to the demands already made, he wasn't very keen on giving so much leniency to someone as unpredictable as Viral. His last stipulation was particularly excessive, and for a moment Korian gave Viral an outright angry look. Remembering himself the Saiyan exhaled deeply, closing his eyes and frowning in displeasure. "We've spent countless hours, risked plenty of lives and traveled thousands upon thousands of kilometers to acquire that data... And you expect us to just share it with you...?" he asked, opening his eyes to look at Viral. "Considering the sensitive nature of the data I can't possibly give you that. It's got our stationed worlds on there as well, and routes for supplies. If that fell into the wrong hands it could turn our entire effort inside out."

Ricken rolled his eyes, quite bored with all of this back and forth. The Beastman was just yanking Korian around and the guy was letting him, for the most part. He at least managed to deny the request for the map, albeit it was probably a bad choice. Plus in reality it was quite unlikely anything was to happen to the data if the Princes got a hold of it. They had their real techy friend along, no doubt he'd encode the data to prevent anyone from accessing it unauthorized. Looking up at his Commander the rebel stepped forward, crossing his own arms as he looked at Viral amused. "The Commander said he'd give you an apology, not everything but the bathroom sink." he pointed out, frowning a bit. Korian might need to make nice, but he didn't. And the thought of letting someone walk over them just because of a past incident annoyed him quite a bit. "Take what you got already, you should be glad we're giving even that much."

"Ricken, shut up," Korian snapped, looking back at the young rebel annoyed. Glaring until the boy looked away the Commander sighed, loathing the position he was in right now. Really if they could make a simpler map then perhaps they could hand that over, that wouldn't jeopardize their plans and supply routes. Then again, giving that data to the Princes and their friends would make it easier for them to help, should the need ever arise. It was a risk-reward decision, and as much as he hated to admit it the reward, another ship and a few good soldiers to defend their lines, overwrote the potential breaches. "Have Vegeta encrypt the data before you use it, and do not show anyone else what's on the map. Keep it in the bridge if you must, and let as few people see it as you can. I can't stress enough how important it is this information is kept secure." Hardly believing what he was doing Korian looked to his Lieutenant, nodding his head. "Sayomi, can you get them a copy of our maps?"

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"No... But I warmed up to you didn't I? And the only people that don't like you are the bad people, and you wouldn't want them liking you anyways, would you?" There had been aliens all over the universe thus far who adored Shu, so it stood to reason their mother would like him. If complete strangers could like him then definitely his own parent would too... Father withholding. It was kind of curious that neither of them had ever heard from their mother's before, and it wasn't as though their entry into the World Martial Arts tournament had been secret. When news of Saiyans signing up spread attendance had peaked and then some, most of the world had known. Takeshi liked to think somehow their mother had just missed the message though, maybe she was like him and lived somewhere away from all of that. Whatever the case he was hopeful she was still back on Earth, more than ready to meet them. "Mom's going to love you, I just know it. Just be yourself, everyone ends up liking you sooner or later."

Korian didn't know why Viral transformed to begin with, and the Beastman saw fit to shed some light on the situation. They Beastman had been in fairly big trouble in terms of well being, he'd taken a lot of damage, so it made sense kind of. Not completely unlike a Saiyan's Zenkai. That was after the battle though, they did not have the luxury of a power boost in the middle of a fight. He supposed too losing control of oneself for Viral was not unlike an untrained Saiyan child losing control as an Oozaru. They were not held at fault for that, it was a lack of training and experience which brought that about. Thinking of it that way then Korian could be a little more sympathetic of Viral's plight. "I won't lie and say saving you was my priority. I did and always do put my troops first, making sure they're not in any danger that cannot be helped. I saw you as a threat and acted upon it, in a way that was unseemly." Hearing the bit about family left the Commander a bit confused, he wasn't quite certain how to reply to that. Nor was he the most empathetic person, so he didn't really know how to go about consoling or reassuring Viral. Instead he simply cleared his throat awkwardly, averting his gaze for a moment. "Family isn't a luxury I have, so I count my fellow warriors among those ranks. In that sense I suppose, in an estranged way, we're family. Which makes my actions all the more unforgivable. As I said, name whatever you feel helps make amends and I'll grant it."

Those words immediately came back to bite Korian in the rear. He had said anything within reason, and figured that was a decent enough means of making amends. What Viral requested, nay, demanded was pushing it a little bit. Not only did he casually make a threat towards the troops but he also asked for quite a bit in turn. Wanting to put this business behind them the Commander was nearly inclined to agree, were it not such a large request being made. They took great pride in what they had, and while he did want to help giving free reign over their facilities and resources kind of crossed a personal line with him. The access was one thing entirely, but then Viral also wanted pardons for anything he might do in the future. Should he ever go out of line then Korian would be bound by this contract of theirs and be unable to act. However... The stipulation of having the Princes and their friends as allies almost made that worth it. Nevertheless it wasn't an easy decision to make, and with a sigh Korian rubbed at his face with both hands. If he wanted any kind of alliance he would need to agree, and he was certain Viral was well aware of this fact. "Very well... We'll keep our facilities open for you should you ever need them, and I'll be more lenient in the future. But this doesn't mean we're going to make house calls. We've got a war to fight, if you need us come to us."

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Takeshi just kind of shrugged his shoulders in reply to Sayomi, not seeing the point in hiding it. The Dragonballs weren't exactly the universe's most well kept secret to begin with, and he was positive their father knew about them already. Besides, the few people who had been told he was fairly certain they wouldn't use for nefarious purposes, even if they may not get along so well. Were it even a relative problem then he may be more concerned too, but their next use was about a year away, so it wasn't as though someone would be barging in on their world soon. The topic of their mother quickly became the main focus, and Shu expressed his feelings, or rather worry over it. The feeling was mutual, both of them wanted their mother's approval. Having your father be kind of the universe's biggest jerk meant you only had one parent to go to, and should that fall through then they would only have each other. Not a terrible thing persay, the two of them got on well, but having a reliable, caring parent would be an awful nice change. "You're not weird, you're different. But everyone else we've met like you, and I bet if total strangers like you then our mom is going to like you even more." Plus, if they worked on some things then Shu wouldn't be any different from the others, aside from his more cheerful attitude. Yet somehow changing Shu seemed like an awfully upsetting idea.

Korian was hard pressed not to take the bait when he was teased, finding it hard enough as it was just to make the apology. Viral seemed to be enjoying himself though, which was good, he supposed. "It was hypocritical to condemn you for that when it's been done before, I'll admit it. In the act I worried what may have come of the attack and panicked, and in trying to maintain order I went too far. I was wrong and I admit it, Viral." Really he couldn't think of what more could be said to appease the Beastman. While he didn't expect an acceptance of his apology he figured there would at least be some acknowledgement, a little nod that it was understood. Rather than that be the case however Viral was just quite intent on egging the Saiyan on. Sighing softly Korian rubbed at his face, looking away for a moment before back to Viral, seeming awfully abashed and beside himself. "Perhaps... There was a bit of fear when you had changed, I'll admit it. I was afraid of what you might do to one of my soldiers if you had done something like that, so I was trying to preemptively stop any attacks. Admittedly it was not the best way to go about things, we should have been more careful about it. I jumped the gun and I know it was wrong."

Viral wasn't going to take this seriously, judging by his reactions. Either that or he was hell bent on testing Korian's patience to the utmost and try to make him trip up. Questioning motives was one thing, but a contest of strength was something else. It was much more difficult for the Saiyan to say anything on the matter and not make it seem offensive, he had to be tactful here. In his personal opinion of course he thought he was better, he wouldn't think himself capable to lead if he doubted his own ability. Telling Viral that though was only going to end up with more conflict. "This isn't about who is stronger or better able to lead, it's about my making my mistakes right," Korian pointed out, smiling tightly. That smile disappeared when Viral doubted his motives, managing to really tick at his desire to apologize. "I could have left hours ago and never said a word to you, and no one would have said otherwise. I'm not doing this to save my troops, or to save face. In fact don't you think a Commander apologizing to another fighter makes him look bad? I fail to see then how I benefit from doing this. As for what I'm willing to do..." There was a pause, it was a question he didn't readily have an answer to. "Within reason, you name it. I realize a simple apology doesn't make things right, but I'd like to do what i can to put that behind us."

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Takeshi tried his best not to sigh, a little weary of Viral getting angry over every little thing. While he wasn't overly keen on speaking about their plans it was a nice change for the moment, not having to dwell on the inevitable cluster that would be Korian and Viral speaking. Intending on keeping their plans succinct and more importantly, away from the rebels, that quickly hit the fan when Leto dropped a bombshell on them. Finding their mothers wasn't something they were going to do for a long time yet, and no doubt they may end up finding them too little too late. It was a disheartening thought Takeshi didn't like to dwell on, but a very real possibility. "The Dragonballs are... These orbs that grant a wish when you use them. They can only be used once every year though, and they became useless after you use them... And Vegeta used them already..." So that was at least one thing they wouldn't be doing then. In a way he supposed it was okay, now wasn't really the time for a family reunion. Once everything was said and done then they could meet their mothers, and it would be the best way to finish off one hell of a long journey away from home. Frankly Takeshi couldn't fathom a better way to conclude this whole charade that was the war. Looking back at Sayomi he gave her a half-certain smile, nodding his head. He wanted to be positive about it, but the sadness in his eyes couldn't be hidden. "Of course we want to, we need to know if nothing else. It drives us crazy not knowing..."

Shu agreed, albeit it sounded like the only reason was because big brother wanted to. Takeshi hoped Shu would want to meet their mother too, after all he'd never met her either. Granted he had been brought up differently, in a way that he'd probably be separate from his mother at this point anyways. Even if he was okay with her not being around he had to be at least a little curious as to what she was like. Managing a smile he reached over and patted Shu's back, giving a nod in agreement. "We'll see what she is like Shu, because I bet she's waiting somewhere for us. Wherever she ended up when dad left we'll figure it out." Someone on the planet had to have some flipping idea where their mother might be after all. She had mothered two boys with a Saiyan king, and unless she gave birth in the middle of the woods someone would know what had happened. The only problem therein was finding someone who had been there when they had been born, or knew them when they were young.

The search for their mother was no doubt endearing, if not a little lost on Korian. Saiyans didn't normally have that kind of desire to be with a parent, and he was included amongst those numbers. Frankly he couldn't remember what his parents had been like anymore, and it didn't bother him one bit. They had been strong warriors, that much he knew, and they had gotten him into a special training program that lead to his being a Commander. Shy of that however his knowledge was nil in regards to his family. If it gave the boys something to work towards though then hey, who was he to question things? All conversation came to a stop when the ship's door began to pen yet again, and none other than Viral was standing at the top of the ramp. He didn't look like he was in a very good state right now, having an arm in a sling and moving fairly slow. Though he did seem a bit more awake than last time, albeit last time they'd seen him he had some nasty wounds. Still looked as much in a foul mood as ever, lovely. That was going to make apologizing so much easier.

Korian smiled politely as Viral approached him, doing his utmost not to give the wrong impression. He was biting his pride here by apologizing, but felt it was absolutely necessary for things to work in his favor. Sooner or later the climax of this war would come to pass, and he was positive that the Princes had to be there, one way or another. If that was to happen they couldn't be on these uneasy terms, certainly not because of some self-righteous rules of engagement that he tried to live by. "I wanted to apologize for before and make amends, if at all possible. The way I acted towards you after what happened was uncalled for and improper. I was foolish to get angry over something like that, we are fighting a war after all." It was idealistic to expect no violence in a war, and certainly impractical. Besides, he permitted the use of lethal force against those who were not willing to surrender, and there had been some nasty killings in that regard that he had never made people atone for. "Viral, I admit I was in the wrong and should never have tried to put any charges on you for what had happened. I now regret my actions and losing you as an ally. I don't expect you to simply forgive me for saying this, but just know that myself and the rest of the Rebellion do not label you as a monster or deviant, and what has happened has passed. We're not your enemy, I promise you that."

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"I... Don't think that's going to help anything... Don't you just want to bury the hatchet and move on?" A little hypocritical seeing as Takeshi wasn't quite in the forgiving mood himself. But he wasn't going to go as far as ripping someone's face off, just denying their requests was good enough for him. Hopefully the two, being Viral and Korian, could come to some kind of understanding. To say this would be their last meeting was a fool's wish, it was certain they'd cross paths yet again. Until this war was over he had a feeling they were more or less connected, whether anyone liked it or not. Smiling faintly as he shut off his scouter Takeshi sighed, rubbing at his head before looking at Korian. "Viral will be right out. I feel it's only fair to warn you, he's not your biggest fan at the moment. So I'd be very careful with my words, otherwise he might go nuts." They would come to Viral's defense, of course, but that also meant the other rebels would come to Korian's. Sayomi he could understand being there, and even Leto to a lesser degree. As to why Sasha and Ricken were present he could only guess, they were there for more manpower. Either Korian was expecting a fight or wanted to show some muscle to prevent one, either way it didn't seem like a simple going away party. Man... I'm really cynical with this guy...

Korian was hardly surprised to hear Viral thought unfavorably of him. He'd sentenced the man to death, it wasn't something that a few weeks, or probably years even was soon to forgive. It had all been a spur of the moment decision, something that he felt needed to be done. After all, should one person get away with an attack like that then some of his troops were liable to do the same, and no one wanted the rebels to be known for that. In retrospect, as it often is the case, it was a bad decision. Now they were paying for it with a split between groups that would be a miracle should it ever mend. At least if they were not traveling together he was certain they were still on the same side, so they need not worry about battling one another. "I'm not planning on aggravating him any further, I promise you. I've got the scars from the last time I angered him, I don't need to add any more to my collection." So now the waiting game started, since there was little to discuss until Viral got out here. Might as well make some small talk, however uncomfortable it might be. "Where are you boys going after this? Right home I imagine?"

"Yeah... It's the plan anyways. Viral needs some medical attention and... Well we're going to be busy." It wasn't any of Korian's business to know what they had in mind. Chances were Takeshi was going to his home with Shu and T'charrl, and there they might train a little bit. And clean, a lot of cleaning was probably going to need to be done. Yumi would most likely stay with Viral during his stay with Doctor Ikura, and Vegeta was either going to do the same or go back to Capsule Corp. As for Kai, Choi, Kabocha and their families... Finding them a place to live was probably a good idea. Shrugging his shoulders Takeshi folded his hands behind his head, looking off to the side as he yawned. "After that who knows? I think we're still fighting father and his men, but I don't know where we'll start. There's a ton else we want to or need to get done as well..."

"Do you boys intend on finding your mother while on Earth?!" Leto asked suddenly, speaking quite loudly as he looked between the Princes imploringly. "I've heard of your sad tale, you seek to meet your mother after a life without her! I can only imagine the woe you must feel, never having known a mother's embrace. Why... On Yulia we're brought up by our mother's, and they're the first to teach us to battle! My mother is the one who made me into the man I am today!" Yet again there were tears of joy, exaggerated as always. Sniffling Leto rubbed at his eyes, calming slightly when he became confused at Takeshi's dejected look.

"I don't know... I doubt we have time. Plus the Dragonballs were used, so we wouldn't be able to make a wish." More than a year in the making and they'd still yet to meet their mother. Current events may have made that desire fall to the wayside, but Leto's bringing it up reopened some wounds. They had met T'charrl's mother, and Kabocha's, even if she was a jerk. Not to mention the countless other aliens whose mothers they had met during their travels. Everyone but them had a mother it seemed, and that was pretty depressing. Hell, even Viral had a mother, and he hadn't been born from a lady! "We'll get around to finding her eventually... Probably..."

Leto didn't like that answer at all, he was looking for more optimism. Since Takeshi didn't sound overly hopeful he instead turned to Shu, smiling as he flexed while pointing at the younger boy. "Surely you wish to see your mother? I bet you'll search to the end of the world and back to find her, won't you?"

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Yumi sighed under her breath, rubbing at her head as she tried to carefully pick her words. "Well... If she's low class then she can't really call someone stronger than her low class too, can she?" she pointed out, hefting her shoulders in a partial shrug."Don't you agree? It doesn't make sense, to say you're weak when she's weaker than you, it doesn't work like that. She's just jealous that after everything you've been through you're still superior to her, and she hates that." It may not be a total lie. Saiyans were awfully prideful beings, even the half-Saiyans displayed that. To a fullborn Saiyan like Mizuna having to take orders from someone not of their heritage must have been infuriating, and even more so if that person were somehow perceived as weak. However that lady saw it she was wrong, Viral wasn't weak, or a coward. Their opinions of the Beastman weren't to be swayed by some loudmouth wench, and his shouldn't be either. To help settle Viral's nerves it was probably best they go elsewhere, perhaps somewhere private where he could avoid further scrutiny. Yumi didn't quite know where to go at first, wanting to leave the decision up to Viral. He didn't seem to have any idea either, so the decision fell back to her. Watching as he rose up from his seat she tapped her chin thoughtfully, debating on the quietest place onboard. "Well... There's a small library type of room if I remember right, I doubt anyone but Vegeta will go in there. So what if we try that?"

It was always difficult to maintain any sort of anger when Shu was around. Seeing how adversely effected the younger boy was often made his mood change near instantly. Takeshi still found himself moderately angry however, though he did manage to reign it in enough to be pleasant towards the others. It hurt him seeing Shu so nervous, especially knowing he was causing it. His anger wasn't something he could well help, not easily. At least now he grew angry over harm befalling friends as opposed to it being pride driven, that was worth something, wasn't it? "Then we'll go do that, we've definitely got time to." The den which the natives lived in wasn't all that far off really, not now that they knew exactly where to find it. It might be a twenty minute round trip, depending on how long Shu wanted to stay. T'charrl too, seeing as he was included in this group of theirs. "You're not the only one that had trouble," Takeshi mused, chuckling lightly. "But yeah, this way we can make sure everything is okay too. Plus they might not know what happened, so at the very least we ought to tell them we won."

The natives had not known the visitors were victorious, and were elated when they showed up outside their den. Tesuga was incomprehensible in his speech, even more so than usual, absolutely giddy his new friends had survived. To the relief of the trio there had been no sightings of the Dural any longer. A quick envoy between villages told them the same thing, the beasts hadn't been spotted anywhere nearby at all. While not a complete certainty it did mean that the people were safe, and that was more than enough for them. The mother and father were both immensely grateful to the group, trying to offer yet more gifts in exchange for all of the help. Nothing they owned was quite of any actual value, all more or less simple tools and bits of food that may well spoil. Tesuga had a gift in mind however, something for Shu to take. Retreating into his den the young native brought out with him a small figurine, carved out of a light wood. It was crude, but it depicted a notable warrior of their people and was fairly important as far as a toy went. With the gifts came hugs for everyone and a multitude of thanks and best wishes, yet the gathering was a bit short for their liking. Other things called, such as Viral's need for care, and they couldn't well stay here much longer. As long as the greetings and thanks were the goodbyes were quick and brief, most likely leaving a few people less than satisfied. Chances were they'd return some day, maybe once everything was over. For the time being however this was it, and the group said their final farewells before flying back towards the ships, disappearing over the plateaus.

Upon their return they were greeted with a rather curious sight. Everything seemed in order except for the fact that a few of the rebels had gathered outside the ship. Not just any random collection either, but Korian, Sayomi, the siblings Sasha and Ricken, and Leto. Takeshi landed before T'charrl did, giving the group a confused look as he eased Shu off of his back. He wasn't sure why they had shown up or what it was they could possibly want. He'd figured that they were going to leave by now, they had finished packing up some time ago. The rebel leader noticed the group on their way back and started to come over, much to Takeshi's chagrin. "I thought you'd be gone by now. Let me guess... You want something from us."

"Yes, I wanted to first make sure you've everything you need for your trip home. Best find out now rather than halfway there." The look given to him then was one of skepticism, egging on for the rest of the matter. Korian smiled slightly amused, finding it funny that Takeshi was cynical of his motives. Deservingly so, he'd done some shady things before and he knew it. "And... If you'd be so kind as to ask Viral out here. I've not made things right with him yet, my apology before over the screen was hardly in order. I'd like to apologize in person, if he'll allow it. If not I'm sure there will be ample opportunity later."

That was a little bit unexpected, Takeshi figured they were going to be asked for help. Instead Korian wanted to speak with Viral, the one man he was sure he loathed the most outside of the Saiyan military. No harm could come of it, he figured, since there were more than enough people around to stop the Commander should he try anything. Shrugging his shoulders he turned on his scouter, not taking his eyes from Korian as he spoke. "Viral...? Still awake? Korian wants to talk to you, outside. Wants to apologize, I don't know if you want to come out for that or not."

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"You haven't eaten in a while, anyone would be sick if they ate so much after more or less starving themselves." They had perhaps pushed Viral a touch too far with getting a meal, or that woman had anyways. At least the Beastman looked to be fine, if not a little queasy after ingesting so much fish. Provided he could hold it though he ought to feel much better now that his body had some real nutrients to work with. Vegeta had watched Takeshi leave, and after urging both Shu and T'charrl to give chase he turned his focus back over to Viral. "You are strong, and you're not a coward. The only person who thinks that here is a woman whose opinion has no weight. Judging by what we gathered she's low class, weaker than any of us by a long shot. Since when do the equivalent of common fighters get to determine your worth as a warrior?" It wasn't like Mizuna was a prized warrior, she'd essentially been a grunt according to Kabocha. A fairly good grunt, but a grunt nonetheless. It wasn't anything to be overly proud of, in the Saiyan army that probably equated to cannon fodder. Gathering his dishes together Vegeta went off to the kitchen to help out, leaving Viral alone with Yumi.

Slapping the woman had felt pretty good, but in reality it solved nothing. Someone who fought for a living wasn't going to be deterred by a simple slap, she'd be at it again in no time. What did she think she was doing though, insulting Viral like that? Even for a Saiyan she considered that pretty scummy of someone to do. With everyone else gone she turned back to Viral, moving the remaining plates away to hopefully help him relax a little. "Everyone except her thinks you're not a coward and a good fighter, don't let one sour apple get to you," she said, smiling as she got up out of her chair. "After all that food and excitement you must be feeling a little tired I'd bet, I know I am. How about we head to the lounge or something and relax? I doubt they have television on this ship... But we can probably find something to do." Leaving him alone right now didn't seem like the best idea. Of course, were he to demand being left alone she may be a bit lenient, seeing as he didn't come across as particularly depressed right now, just angry.

"Oh... You're such a child! Promising to protect people, how cute." Mizuna sneered as her arm was released, lifting her head slightly as she was jerked and the grip on her shirt tightened. "After all you've seen you honestly think you can protect people? After what happened to your friends you think you're able to protect them? How naive..."

Takeshi was gritting his teeth furiously, lifting a fist and more than ready to sock this woman for being such a pain. Shu's interruption promptly stopped him, though it did nothing to simmer his anger. Looking at his brother and T'charrl for a second he scowled, releasing Mizuna and pushing her away a bit. She was going to get off after riling Viral up, and what she had just said. Seriously, how much of an ingrate could one person be towards their saviors? "Fine... I'll be less... Shouty..." he seethed, not taking his eyes off of Mizuna. "You should just go to your husband lady, we don't want you here with us. Do everyone a favor and just go away."

"I'd love to leave if I could, but I'm not being left on this dead end planet. I'll come with you to your world and stay there, if it's up to snuff." Smiling smugly she turned and left, leaving a fuming Takeshi behind. All of these kids, they were so stupid. There was no way they could win this war, not against the Saiyans and their collective might. And to protect one another, it was an empty desire. They were all going to be killed, it wasn't a matter of if, but when. First Kabocha had to get mixed up with these turncoats and now she was in on it too. She hadn't been saved, she'd been condemned, and hell if she was going to be grateful for that.

Takeshi couldn't be nearly as critical now that Shu was there, and certainly not hitting people. As soon as Mizuna started to walk off he turned away from the woman, trying to put her infuriating comments out of mind already. "Right... Sorry about that..." he grumbled, sighing as he rubbed at his neck. There was just going to be barrels of fun with her, he could already feel it. Smiling tightly he moved over to Shu's side, slinging an arm around the younger boy's shoulders and arching an eyebrow curiously. "All done eating? We can go say goodbye to your friend now if you want to, since we'll probably be going soon." Workers had still been going about their tasks busily earlier, and they were probably already done if not close to it. Considering everyone had just eaten though the bulk of their group probably wanted to relax a little, which was fine. It gave them time to do what they wanted. Looking at T'charrl with a smile he gestured aimlessly over his shouder, "You can come too if you want, since they're your friends too."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Not a single person was pleased with Mizuna's outburst, least of all Viral. His anger was totally justified, she was attacking him for no reason and act like she knew his troubles. Just as well that the woman should leave, lest she end up in a fight she couldn't win. Yumi wasn't even slightly worried she wouldn't be able to take the Saiyan if it came down to a brawl, it wouldn't even be a contest between them. Glowering at her retreating figure right up until it disappeared from view she returned back to her friend's side, settling down a little for his sake. When he began to literally shovel down handfuls of the fish however Yumi's eyes widened, and after a moment she moved the plate away from her friend's reach. Most if it was gone at this point, it had been quite the helping of food he'd just taken. Looking at the plate in disbelief she let out a sigh, sitting down and looking at Viral concerned. "No one but that... Jerk... Thought of you like that. You don't have anything to prove to her, you're better than she is," Yumi reaffirmed, reaching out and putting her hand on one of Viral's. "Maybe we should call it a meal there, eating all that at once probably filled you up." Hearing him cough she reached out, patting his lower back to try and free up any blockage. "Easy, swallow it."

Vegeta would very much have liked to do what Yumi had done, but instead left it to her to see the woman off. Some ungrateful wench she was turning out to be, after they had saved her and offered to find her a new home. Just as well, now they could dump her on some barren rock in good conscience if this was how she was going to behave. After Yumi had tore her one Takeshi stormed off, presumably seeking to do the very same now. That couldn't be good if he ended up snapping, but frankly Vegeta found himself hard pressed to care right now. Instead he was more focused on Viral, certainly hearing him choke a bit. Yumi quickly remedied that, so he relaxed a bit and rose up out of his seat. "She's right, what that woman says has no weight behind it. She's a bitter soldier being forced to play by someone else's rules, she's just lashing out. Don't waste your energy getting mad over her, she means nothing." It was pretty easy talking like that now that Kabocha had left the room with his father, otherwise it might be a bit awkward. Since the twins and their own father were cleaning up Vegeta opted to help them, starting to stack a few plates closest to them. Before wandering into the kitchen he looked back at Shu, smiling slightly and nodding his head towards the door. "You should go stop your brother before he does something he'll regret. Both of you, in case he gets mad and flips out."

Just who the hell did this lady think she was? Viral had a tough enough time as it was without someone berating him like that. They were just getting him to eat too, he might even have been feeling better if things had kept going as they were. Now though he was upset, all because some wench just had to open her mouth. Yumi might have given her a small reaming before letting her go but Takeshi wasn't content with that. Storming off after Mizuna he all but ignored Kabocha and his father, passing right on by them and heading the opposite way after his friend's mother. She hadn't gotten terribly far by the time he caught up, finding her staring out one of the windows and leaned against the wall. Marching right up to her he glowered furiously, staring right at her face as she finally took notice of him. "What the hell was that about lady? Huh? Why did you do that?"

Mizuna had walked off to clear her head, finding the children much too infuriating to be around. What a sham this little rebellion was, it would only end in failure. No one could beat Yamate, and now that she had been taken away, unwillingly, she would be killed with the rest of them. No wonder she wasn't pleased with the current situation at all, her life had been made forfeit, and not by her own choice. At the sound of one of the Princes speaking to her she turned her head, smiling bitterly as she was addressed. "What? My pointing out the Commander is useless?" Laughing lightly she pushed herself away from the wall, looking at Takeshi curiously as she folded her arms across her chest. "Come on young Prince, you know it's true. The man has been injured or incapacitated the entire time we've been here, and he keeps getting hurt. What good is a warrior who does that? And one that can't even eat to boot. He's a weight that's slowing us down. If any of you had any sense you'd just kill him and-"

Takeshi was bristling angrily long before Mizuna had even finished speaking, and her last few words set him over the edge. While he wasn't going to fight her he had to make her stop, it was driving him crazy hearing her belittle Viral's name. Moving forward at a blinding speed he grabbed the woman by the shirt, pinning her against the wall as she glared at her, using his free hand to grab one arm and give it a twist. "Viral's been through hell and back, and he's recovering. No one is invincible, and that includes him, everyone has a breaking point! If you're going to keep crapping on him like that then we'll just dump you on some world and forget about you, how does that sound?"

"Hah... Almost preferable honestly..." Mizuna winced as her arm was contorted, though strained to keep smiling in spite of the pain. "And here you and your brother are... Yamate's sons... Gallivanting around as heroes and trying to fight your father. You can't win... You must know that. No one can beat him and his Elites, not you, not Korian. You were better off serving him."

"Like hell I was! He tortured my friend and hurt my brother!" That had come out in a rather loud scream, probably loud enough to be heard back in the dining room. "I'd sooner die than let anyone end up in his control again, got that? My father can be beaten, and we will beat him! We're not going to let him hurt anyone else no matter what, and that's a promise!"