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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"You could say fruit is prey too, couldn't you?" Takeshi pointed out, smirking at Shu. "I mean, after all you hunt for it, right? And if you really wanted to you could sneak up and pounce on it." It would be awfully silly to go through all that trouble, but it was doable. Chuckling under his breath he grabbed his younger brother's shoulder, pulling him close and waving a hand dramatically. "Think about it! Shu, the fruit slayer! Hunter of yummy things! Hm... You know, it sounded a lot better in my head..." Ah well, he'd tried. They wouldn't be hunting here anyways, not unless you counted digging through freezers as hunting, which would be lame. That was another thing he wouldn't mind doing again though, going on a hunt. The last time he and Shu had hunted for food was, gosh, when they first met Viral? So definitely a long time ago, they should really do it when they got back home. The mess hall was just beyond where they were, and rounding the corner they found the door... And that Saiyan kid. Takeshi was anything but pleased to see him again and the kid noticed, shirking back slightly but continuing to walk towards them. Stopping himself just outside the door the elder boy folded his arms over his chest, staring at Haku expectantly. "What are you doing here, stealing food?"

The Princes were the last people that Haku wanted to see right now. Neither liked or trusted him and frankly they both scared him, being around them wasn't going to be pleasant. The very first words out of Takeshi's mouth were disdainful, making the kid bristle slightly in annoyance. "N-No! I'm getting food for T'charrl!" he retorted, surprise coming over Takeshi's face, "A-And Viral too, they asked me! S-So move, I'm busy!" He got no flack as he opened up the door, walking inside and looking around curiously. He'd never been on one of these style of ships before and he was curious what the dining area was like. It was nicer than the one he was used to, much nicer. Definitely a ship an Elite had been on. Finding the double doors that separated the kitchen from the mess hall he hurried through them, immediately going to the refrigerator first. With nothing to carry food in he began to load up what he could in one arm, various fruits and a few small plates of dessert stuff. For Viral he stacked on several cuts of meats and some fish, most of which was partially cooked thankfully. If the Beastman wanted cooked food they could just blast it, that would probably work. With two arms full of goodies Haku turned, blindly wandering out of the kitchen and past the Princes without a word. He'd better hurry and get back, otherwise there would be some rather miffed, hungry people waiting for him.

Vegeta couldn't help but smile, he was excited witnessing all of this. Knowing that Viral was in no true immediate danger made it easier to enjoy this moment, even if the Beastman was experiencing some pain going through the change. Opening the door for that kid to come back he walked over tot he chair again, pausing in step as Viral jumped out of the chair, or tried to. The nodes strapped to his head bound him slightly, enough anyways that he wouldn't be running about anytime soon. "Oh come on Viral, do you know how rare it is that I see something now that excites me this much?" Vegeta asked, putting his hands on his hips. "And of course I've thought of what's happening to you. There's a definite increase in certain aspects of your brain, and after studying them I'm positive there's an underlying cause to this change. Furthermore... It seems like the weaker your base form becomes the more easily these forms can emerge. But different ones emerge, and they must be for different reasons. I can't imagine it's a random roulette, it would seem more probable that each has a particular trigger, or series of triggers..." They were certainly getting somewhere, that much was evident. Rubbing at his head in thought Vegeta turned around, smiling as he smelled a heavy aroma of meat just outside. "Aha, that was fast."

Into the medical ward walked what appeared to be a pile of food with legs, but a quick, disgruntled shout from the other side said otherwise. "It's all dripping on me! T-Take it already!" Haku whined, trying to crane his head away from the juices. The load that he was carrying lightened considerably once the food for Viral was removed, albeit he now stunk like raw meat and goodness knows what else. Sighing softly he glanced around what he still had in his arms, narrowing his eyes slightly. "Is that all...?" Getting waved off by Vegeta dismissively was very annoying, but seeing the Beastman changing now too he hardly wanted to hang around. Hurrying back out of the room he continued on down towards the empty room, hoping he wasn't too late to deliver all of this.

"And here we are, a nice bit of food for Viral!" Vegeta said, smiling as he picked up a slab of steak. It was still raw, unfortunately, and the kid hadn't even thought to wrap them or anything. At least the medical bay was completely sanitary so placing them on the counter like that was fine. Holding out a hand he gathered a bit of Ki, beginning to sear the meat as evenly as he could for the Beastman. "If you have to get down then feel free, I can always study you more if you end up changing." Placing the steak in his friend's hands he went about removing all of the nodes, pushing the console to the side with a smile. "This is very interesting... Though I can't imagine you're going to want to do this again for me later."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

After the interruption Takeshi was more than happy to get out of there. So much for having a moment, he thought, sighing as they walked out into the hall. Their mother was still on his mind and he wondered how close they might be getting to seeing her now. Perhaps when they went to confront their father, by some luck he'd tell them where she was. To address a more immediate problem... They needed food! Now that they had finished their games and training it was gradually dawning on the boys that they were hungry, and provided the mess hall was available they could get something to eat. Teasingly telling Shu he couldn't have fruit the older boy was a little surprised he was so open to eating meat. Then again the little guy never seemed to have a distaste for it, he just preferred his apples and pears. "Fine, you can have... Food like prey, whatever that means," Takeshi answered, scratching his head curiously. "And you can have fruit I suppose. I think we can mix them actually, we should try! I bet it'd be yummy." Or it could be disastrous. With everyone else busy right now it was up to them to cook, unless they wanted to let the resident chef use alien ingredients. Hm... Probably best they do it themselves then. "Some grilled fruit, and big steaks, and maybe lots of bread too!"

Yumi hadn't a clue what Choi had in mind for training, he'd refused to tell her. Despite persistence he'd remained completely silent up until now and she was very eager to learn what it might be. The build up that he was creating before revealing it was only adding to her frustration, she was very close to shouting just for him to get on with it. "Out with the secret already Choi, it's killing me not knowing!" With baited breath she waited as he finally disclosed what it was, and upon discovering she blinked a few times. It was a little lackluster, to be honest, and it was something she knew. Not that she ever did it, but she knew of it. Getting a chance to learn how to do it was pretty nice, though she'd expected something a bit more, oh, explosive. "So like... Telepathy right? You can do that?" she asked, looking at the Saiyan surprised. "Wait a minute..." Yumi paused, grabbing Choi by the shirt and pulling him close. Despite being a good bit shorter she glowered up at him like they were on equal ground. "Have you and the others ever talked about us like that? I swear if you're keeping secrets from us I'll kick your butt Choi."

"F-Food...? You need food...?" Haku repeated, blinking owlishly. The snarling made the young Saiyan jump a bit in his spot, worried he might be turned on any second now. Hearing T'charrl speak instead calmed him, even if only just. "Uh... O-Okay! Just wait here!" Looking around in a faint fright for the door he hurried over to it, bursting out of the room and shutting it off behind himself. If the Kaesstrian got out and attacked people it so wasn't his fault, he wanted to make that abundantly clear now. Right, sweet food, food, food.... Where the hell was the mess hall again? Looking down either way of the corridor he frowned, hopping in spot lithely as he tried to wrack his brain. Same floor, and it was off to the... Left! "I-I'll be right back, don't go anywhere!" Haku shouted, yelling through the door. With that he sprinted off, really hoping he could get back in time.

This was all so very fascinating to watch, Viral hadn't changed like this before. Nor had it ever been so slow, they could actually see the individual changes as they were taking place. After setting up the Beastman on an EEG Vegeta went back, asking a few questions almost without stopping for a breath. Obviously Viral wasn't having a good time of things at the moment but this was crucial, and enthralling. "Tingles and jolts... Well that doesn't tell me much..." he remarked, frowning as he became a bit dejected. Viral elaborated a little bit further and apparently wanted to eat him... interesting. Smiling slightly Vegeta nodded his head, giving his chin a thoughtful rubbing. "Hm... So you seem to experience extreme hunger, maybe you need extended sustenance or energy to maintain these forms... And heightened aggression as well... Though that might have been my hitting you, apologies. But I think we need to get you some food, just in case!" Leaving Viral alone wasn't ideal but he was saying he was hungry, best give him what he needed. Going to the door without a word he barely stepped out of the room before that Saiyan kid ran into him. Stumbling and frowning at the child bothered he moved to walk off, freezing in mid-step. "Wait a minute..." Vegeta mumbled, turning around with a smile. "You, kid! We need food for Viral on the double. Meats, as much as you can carry, hurry up and go fetch some." The little kid tried to say something but Vegeta wasn't having any of it, pushing Haku along before going back into the room. "Food is on the way Viral, just sit tight."

As if he didn't have enough to do now Haku had to get that weird Beastman food too. Gah, so was he an errand boy now, was that it? Sheesh, he just couldn't win for losing. After being rushed off by Vegeta he resumed his trip towards the mess hall, not running quite as fast as before. So meats for Viral, fruits and sweets for T'charrl, easy enough. But how much was he supposed to get? If they ate like Saiyans then probably a lot, an armload for each to be safe. Oh but wait, the meats should be cooked shouldn't they? Did they have pre-cooked foods here? Or was he going to have to cook? Dammit, he didn't know how to cook! Flustered Haku cornered on his way to the mess hall and promptly slowed, seeing Takeshi and Shu coming down the other side of the hall. The mess hall was more or less between himself and them now, and they seemed to be going to the same place. Swallowing nervously he began to walk towards them, really not excited about seeing them again. Maybe if he kept quiet they wouldn't say anything...

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

It was pretty nice, dreaming about what their mom might be like. She had to be a nice lady, she wasn't a Saiyan after all. Sure, Shu and Takeshi were a bit older but it still would be awfully nice to get babied, even if only a little. The older boy almost fantasized over what it would be like to have something like a family dinner, the very notion made him feel all fuzzy inside. Unfortunately his little moment was disrupted when Yumi and Choi showed up, and after becoming immediately self conscious he called them out. As they came in he wore a rather deep blush but tried to play it off, scoffing as Choi grinned at him before getting up himself. "Oh thanks Choi, I can always count on you," Takeshi remarked, unable to help but smile slightly himself. "But yeah, we're done so you two can have at it." His stomach was summoning him to greener, and tastier pastures anyways. Putting a hand on it and giving it a thoughtful pat he motioned for Shu to follow, giving their friends a small wave before leaving the room. "Oooh... What are you in the mood for anyways Shu? We've got tons and tons of food stored this time!" They had taken the precaution of loading up more than enough goods for their trip. Now it would be quite some time until they needed to start eating alien food again, which was nice. "I swear if you say fruit I'm going to tweak your nose."

Yumi wore a wide grin the entire time Takeshi was there, she couldn't help it. It was so adorable and funny hearing them talk about their mother like that, it was nice to see they hadn't forgotten either. Poor kids, they'd been so sidetracked by all of this she wondered when, if ever they'd get to meet her. Once alone with Choi she turned to the Saiyan expectantly, folding her hands behind her back as she did so. "So..." she began, kicking a leg out lazily, "You said you were going to teach me a few things, right? I'm guessing some big, secret Saiyan techniques that will make me a better fighter?" There was a bit of teasing sarcasm in her tone, she wasn't overly expecting a lot. Not that Choi wasn't knowledgeable or a good fighter but the Saiyans seemed to employ pretty much the same thing time and time again. Brute strength was the name of the game, it seemed, very few opponents really used any tactics. Strolling up to him she cocked an eyebrow, her mouth pulling into a teasing smirk as she prodded his chest with a finger. "All you're going to do is prove that us from Earth are better, just saying."

Haku hadn't been sure if he'd actually done anything; Evidently he'd helped T'charrl quite a bit. Seeing the Kaesstrian turn back to normal, whatever that was for him, the Saiyan got a momentary sigh of relief. So he wasn't going to go berserk this time, that was good. For someone who was usually rather ineffective he was actually surprised at his own ability to keep the alien under control. Glancing up to meet T'charrl's gaze as he was thanked all the kid could do was shrug in response, not very used to being thanked. He hadn't really done anything but talk, it didn't really deserve thanks did it? This entire matter just had him awfully confused about things, and even as it seemed to be over his mind was still muddled with questions. "Huh...? Why didn't I run...?" Haku shrugged his shoulders again, finding himself twisting his fingers nervously as he looked at the floor. "W-Well... I don't know really... I just... Didn't..." Maybe he had been too frightened and couldn't, or he was overly confident and didn't feel the need to. Haku didn't know why himself, he'd just stood his ground and done what was asked of him. "Do you... Uh... Need anything...?" Might as well be of use, he was actually getting some conversation here, conversation that didn't involve yelling at him.

"You need to nothing, we have to find out what's happening," Vegeta said firmly, leaving no room for arguments. There was a pause however as he felt something shifting in his grasp, glancing back and watching surprised as Viral's paw changed right before him. Alright, so the process was rather quick, that made this infinitely more difficult. Pulling the Beastman along with a renewed sense of urgency. This was ideal, he could examine what was going on and better draw conclusions about what made it happen. That was all provided of course that they got to the medical ward before it was completed. "I'll drag you if I have to, I won't miss this opportunity." Vegeta didn't mean to come across as blunt, but Viral had to understand the importance of this. Granted it would only be a single form but this would allow them to better gain mastery over it. Being the newer form as well there was some hope that the others might fall into a similar pattern. Not capitalizing on this opportunity would only hurt them both in the long run.

Thanks to the haste at which they moved the pair made it to the medical ward rather quickly. Viral had changed slightly more on the way, but he was still much himself in a way. Vegeta led the Beastman over to a chair, easing him into it before hurriedly getting to work. From one side of the room he brought over a set of monitors and a series of nodes. Attaching the latter to Viral's head more or less without his consent the Saiyan turned on the monitor, nearly bouncing in his spot in a rare show of excitement. If he could just study the brainwave patterns he could draw some conjectures about what was going on and maybe link it to other behaviors or patterns, and from there find out precisely what triggered this change. From there they could apply it and, theoretically at least Viral could transform on will. "Talk to me Viral, I want you to try and describe what's happening right now. We need this to figure out how to control these changes."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Good, because if you tell anyone..." Takeshi warned, narrowing his eyes and trying to act serious. Not able to keep up his front he smirked, sticking his tongue out playfully at Shu, "If you tell I won't buy you any more smoothies for a whole month, so you had better keep it a secret!" Heh, bribery at its finest, Shu loved those smoothies. He did too, but not nearly as much as this fruit-maniac did, that kid treated each one like a Christmas gift almost. Discussing their mother wasn't something the two of them did a whole lot anymore, and for a while Takeshi almost considered it taboo. Now that she was the topic of conversation though he was more than happy to talk about her, or as the case might be reassure Shu about her. "Even if we are different she's our mom, she'll love us either way, no matter what we look like," he said, nodding with certainty. Getting an almost dreamy look on his face the older boy smiled, looking at the floor as he twisted his fingers together in an unusual, sheepish behavior for him. "Just think... She'll get to hug us and stuff... And make us food, and play games with us. And she can probably tell us all sorts of stories and stuff too..." Takeshi quickly cut himself off, his face turning red as he looked at Shu again, promptly pressing a finger to his lips as he looked at the doors. "What the hell, how long have you been there?" he shouted annoyed.

Oops, looks like they were caught! Smiling mischievously at Choi the female fighter pressed the button to open the doors, poking her head in with a smile. "Hi there boys, hope we're not interrupting!" Yumi said cheerfully, totally ignoring the glare Takeshi was giving her. Stepping into the room she folded her hands behind her back, the smile lingering on her lips. They had really only just gotten there, and heard the very tail end of what was being discussed. Honestly she thought it was cute they were talking about their mom, they never did seem to anymore. "We only just got here, we figured we'd come down to train," she added, gesturing to Choi. "Are you two finished with this room yet? There's not really anywhere else for us to go and I'm itching to get some practice in."

Haku was near the point of panic already, and seeing a new protrusion suddenly spike out from T'charrl didn't help. Staring wide eyed as all of this took place he nodded his head hastily at the alien's demand. "Uh... O-Okay, but what do I talk about?!" he stammered, utterly lost. Another pained noise from the Kaesstrian and he guessed it really didn't matter, so long as he kept on talking. Damn it, he didn't exactly enjoy speaking a whole lot, unless he was playing or taunting an opponent. "Uh... Well... I can talk about m-myself? Is that okay...?" Again, probably didn't need to run it by T'charrl, anything would do. Sighing softly he nodded his head to himself, taking one precautionary step back for good measure. "Well... My f-father is a high ranking soldier... Uh... And he's k-kind of strong, stronger than me. I don't know my mother at all, but I've seen her before. I uh... Was supposed to train in the palace, but I wasn't good enough, s-so I trained with the regular troops. A-And they didn't like me much either, they said I t-tried to hard and made e-everyone look bad..." Wait, he was asked only to talk, so why the hell was he sharing his life story? Haku frowned as he looked back up at T'charrl, cringing slightly seeing his appearance. Boy that had to be painful. "Did that help...?"

What a bother, having to set the mess hall back themselves. Vegeta didn't exactly like making others do his work but he really wouldn't mind some employees right now to do this for him. Dragging another table across the floor he passed a look to Viral, wondering if he ought to check on his condition just in case. Probably not a bad idea, better to be safe than sorry. Motioning the Beastman over he moved to just simply examine for bumps, instead watching curiously as Viral began to act odd. The moment his hands left his head and the ears appeared alarms began to go off in Vegeta's head. The paws changing was only further evidence that, by some slim chance they had actually succeeded. This was incredible! It could be, if only he knew what in the hell they did to cause this. "Viral, you're changing!" he said obviously, a bit caught up in the moment. Remedying that stupid statement quickly he grabbed one of Viral's newly formed paws, trying to drag him along out of the room. "To hell with fixing this place, we've got to get you to the medical ward! I need to examine you!" If they could study him in the process, say EGM waves and the actual physical manifestations itself then just perhaps he could discover what was causing this.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi didn't exactly have a 'favorite place' or one that he particularly missed. Most of the places he could remember held some rather lousy memories, and the few that had good ones were too brief to be deemed a favorite. His house was probably the only place even remotely close, and with all the bad that went with it he couldn't quite give it that title, not just yet. In a brief moment of sentiment he reflected on how the company he kept was far more important than they were, being a bit more profound than usual. Maybe doing that with Shu present was a bit of a moot point as the little guy seemed to miss most of what was said entirely. He certainly picked up on Takeshi liking him however, moving closer rather excitably. "I think the phrase 'cheesy' might be lost on you buddy," he replied, laughing a bit, "But yeah, I mean it. You guys mean a lot to me, even if I don't say it usually, so thanks." Taking a brief pause he narrowed his eyes at Shu, reaching out and poking him in the chest. "Don't you ever tell anyone what I said, alright? I don't want everyone thinking I'm a sap or something." Goodness knows Vegeta and Yumi would torment him to no end. Never mind what the squad might do if word got out he was all sentimental about friendship and crap. The mention of their mother brought a small smile to Takeshi's lips, and with a nod of his head he looked to Shu happily. "Of course she'll like us, she's our mom. They're supposed to do that stuff aren't they?"

Haku hadn't a clue what T'charrl meant, "Not like last time", but he was about to find out. Feeling the strong need to prove he had at least some mettle, at least for pride's sake the young Saiyan refused to budge, determined to ride out the change and brave whatever might face them on the other end. The transformation had begun on one hell of a note, the audible crunching and expanding of tissue was pretty sickening. Before his very eyes T'charrl began to expand, rather unevenly as his body looked to randomly grow in different places. It wasn't nearly as big as what he had been before, but it was every bit as intimidating to watch. Something was different too, something that alarmed the warrior to see. Extruding from several places on T'charrl's body were bony, cartilage-like appendages, small spikes protruding from his flesh. Eyes widening in shock at what was before him Haku had no idea what he was supposed to do now, certainly not if they were going to spar. This energy, it was something else, it was scary too. Being spoken to he jumped a bit, looking up in surprise at the Kaesstrian. "W-Words... What...? D-Do you want me to talk...?" he asked, earnestly confounded. "Uh... O-Okay. Uh... Are you okay...?"

Perhaps he had been a touch harsh with that session, Vegeta reflected. There was no need to strike Viral as hard as he had, certainly not reinforcing his blows with Ki either. The Beastman was very clearly in pain from their spar and probably would be feeling it for quite a while. The fact he had no actual damage sans some soreness spoke volumes about his recovery however, he was definitely in better shape now. If they could condition him a bit more and master these forms there wasn't a doubt in Vegeta's mind that Viral could battle Elites, even in his base form. Wandering to one of the tables he grabbed it and dragged it across the floor, grateful for the padded legs not screeching. "Viral, I'm sorry for that. I figured trying to get to you mentally was the way to go, I was wrong." Mind games might not work, at least not that way. They might have to discover a way to do this without physically harming Viral. Hm... There was an idea, he'd have to look into it later. Setting the table in place Vegeta glanced back over at Viral, heading towards him and gesturing for the Beastman to do the same. "Come here, let me just make sure there's no actual damage. You sustained those hits very well, I'd be surprised if you have more than a few bruises. Which considering how hard I hit you means you've definitely gotten better."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Ah! Shu! What the hell?" Takeshi really hadn't expected to be pounced on, not that he expected half the things his brother did. Falling back with Shu now propped up on top of him the older boy glanced up, faintly amused at that. So this was one of his little jungle games, huh. Not really something he could see himself doing, it was childish even as far as their games went. It might be fun though too, maybe he shouldn't be such a stick in the mud. "Yeah, yeah, you got me squirt," he replied, rolling his eyes and smiling as he watched Shu roll away. Really, that kid was just way too energetic, the fact they could get him to sit still or sleep was a miracle. Sitting up and crossing his legs Takeshi gave his head a rubbing, watching Shu as he went on and on about pouncing. Even the simplest things had him all up and up, it was funny. "I know how to pounce, doesn't mean I'm going to do it though, not really my thing," Takeshi admitted, shrugging his shoulders. In regards to Shu's question he took a moment, frowning as he folded his arms over his chest. "You know... I don't think so... I've never really been anywhere that I miss," he said simply, "It's more the people that I'd miss, I guess. Even my house isn't anything special..." Chuckling a little he shook his head, smiling at Shu kindly. "It's going to sound super cheesy, but... My house doesn't mean anything to me without you or some of our friends around. Places aren't special, it's the people you're with, right?"

This was all so he could control his power? Huh, that was kind of weird. It wasn't too different then from what Saiyans did to master their Oozaru forms. Granted only the stronger of their kind tended to change AND be able to control it, plenty of people were prone to go rampant otherwise. Haku couldn't remember the last time he had changed, so he probably fell into the category of "going berserk". Okay, so there was a purpose to this training other than just trying to bloody him up, that was good, he guessed. Still didn't make this any more appealing, but at least there was some sense to it. As the action picked up again a fierce rush of strikes rained down on Haku, most of which he was able to block or evade. A powerful kick did manage to break through, and it was more than enough to send him flying. Groaning painfully as he landed it took the kid a moment to gather himself back up, not at all thrilled at having been struck like that. Snapping at T'charrl angrily it looked like they might start fighting again, that was until the Kaesstrian doubled over in pain. Haku had a pretty good idea what was going on and the alien was quick to confirm it, he was changing again. Despite being properly scared to hell he wasn't running. In perhaps a stupidly bold move the Saiyan shook his head, the smallest of smirks creeping across his lips. "This is all about c-control, right...? We'll see if you c-can control yourself..."

Perhaps he had gone into that a little too enthusiastically. Vegeta had intended to strike hard, but leveling Viral like that was hardly ideal. When all three strikes hit successfully he immediately winced inwardly, really hoping no damage had been done. Seeing the Beastman sprawled out on the floor had him worried, that might have been a little too much. Seeing Viral roll over and gesture to him the Saiyan smiled slightly, squatting down and resting his arms over his knees. "Let me guess... 'Don't hit my head when you said you wouldn't?' Yeah... I kind of broke that rule, so... Sorry," he admitted, chuckling as he rubbed at the back of his neck. "I think we need to take a break, let you recover. I'm beginning to think that this might not be the way to go about it anyways." Which meant if brawling wasn't going to do the trick then what was? Sigh... Things would be so much easier if his father were here, he'd have the answers. "Now then, can you get up or have I knocked the coordination right out of you?" he asked, smiling teasingly. "We should put the mess hall back together before we have a riot on our hands."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Well how about spaz? Because you can't seem to sit still for five minutes." It was all in good fun, the teasing, Takeshi didn't mean anything by it. Considering his tendency to injure himself in even the most mundane of training he figured it was a good time as any to stop. No reason to introduce something that could actually hurt Shu if he messed it up. What they were actually going to do now wasn't exactly clear, they couldn't go eat just yet and there wasn't much in the way of entertainment on board. The ship had been outfitted with Earth amenities during their stay so there was a lot of familiar stuff on board, but not a lot appealed to them right now. "Pouncing...? What are you talking about?" Takeshi asked, clearly puzzled. From how Shu explained it, it almost sounded like something that a hunter would do. His use of the word 'prey' didn't help it, and it seemed like a tad silly of a thing for them to do now. Before there was even a chance to say anything Shu took it upon himself to give a showing, promptly leaping onto his older brother. Yelping as he was near tackled Takeshi fell onto his back, having Shu land on top of him now. Having closed his eyes while falling he opened them slowly, looking up at Shu slightly unamused. Sighing he shook his head, a small smile spreading across his lips. "You are something else, you know that?"

Connecting with that kick hadn't felt nearly as satisfying as Haku had hoped. It didn't seem to do much either, just make T'charrl back off for a second. Landing back on his feet with a frown, not having a clue how he was actually supposed to hurt this alien. If he blasted T'charrl again it'd only end badly for him, and there were far too many people around that could make his life awfully miserable if he did try anything. "Oh... So if you change you'll be able to keep that promise?" the Saiyan voiced, clearly skeptical. The Kaesstrian had nearly attacked his friend back on Earth, what was preventing him then from mauling some nobody? All this talk of needing power was a bit off putting, it reminded him too much of how Saiyans talked. Just because he was a Saiyan didn't mean he necessarily bought into everything, he wasn't fanatically driven by strength. Not that he'd mind being stronger, then he could stand up for himself. Being given a way out was a little insulting, Haku wanted to prove T'charrl wrong and stand his ground. Easier said than done though as the alien came at him once more, Haku scrambling to block and evade punches that were thrown his way. While he did block them they still stung like heck, he'd probably have some lumps later. The kick got through, he totally had missed it. Caught in the side he was sent flying away, hitting the floor and bouncing slightly. Groaning in pain he rolled slightly, slowly picking himself up and holding his side. "You jerk! That hurt dammit!"

Vegeta wasn't going to keep pulling punches, not if Viral really wanted to get into the thick of things. He took no pleasure in fighting in a way that hurt his friend, but if this was what he wanted and what was needed they had little choice. Abusing his Ki again for a burst of speed he vanished from view, delivering a hard blow that sent the Beastman reeling. The follow up was a hard tackle, tossing Viral into the wall with a loud thud as his body slammed against the slightly padded structure. Stepping back with a displeased look Vegeta sighed, really not reveling in what he was doing. "Fine, I'll keep going. But I'm done throwing shots at your skull, I never should have in the first place." Walking away and motioning for Viral to follow they moved more to the center of the room again, giving themselves a bit more room. With a faint smile Vegeta nodded his head, taking another stance to resume. Pushing off the ground at Viral he opened up with a simple haymaker, which if blocked he'd then try to drive a knee into Viral's stomach and lastly with both hands held together hit his back to hopefully knock him down.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Shu must be trying to hurt himself, there was no other explanation for what the little goofball was doing. Takeshi put a hand over his face, peering through his fingers at his brother disbelievingly as he floated back on down. "I saw Shu, believe me I saw," he said. It had near given him a heart attack, it was almost like a repeat of his first time flying. Watching him doggie paddle about he couldn't help but laugh, his brother was just absolutely absurd. No one else would do what he was doing, he was so weird sometimes. Speaking of Shu's first attempt here he went, face-planting for absolutely no apparent reason. Seriously, who did that just for fun. "You are so strange, you little dork," Takeshi said, smiling amused as he reached out and prodded his brother's forehead. "I think we're done training for now though, you got afterimage down it looks like, so that's that. We can learn something else later." Now might be a decent time to eat, they hadn't had anything at all today and the notion of a meal was pretty appealing. Shu had a similar idea, though he had a good point, Viral and Vegeta were using the mess hall. Meh, of all the places in this massive ship why did they have to go into the one part that had food in it? "Eh...? Pouncing...?" Takeshi asked, blinking owlishly, "What the hell is pouncing?"

Run, run, run! Why was the alien so hell bent on smashing him to bits? Oh yeah, he had tried killing him before huh? Okay, maybe this was justified a bit, but that didn't mean he wanted it happening! Narrowly dodging two heavy blows he skid beneath T'charrl, putting a fair bit of distance between the two of them before turning around to face his opponent. "Well stop t-trying to smash me into a bloody p-pulp!" Haku stammered nervously. Yelping again as T'charrl came in for another strike he backed off again, managing to slip right between the two arms that came down on either side of him. Being smaller by comparison kind of made dodging easier, maybe he wasn't in as much trouble as he first thought. Pushing himself up a bit higher with Ki he just barely avoided T'charrl's sweeping attack, now above the Kaesstrian. Getting bold for a second he came back down, trying to kick the alien in the shoulder to knock him off balance a bit. "Now it's your turn!"

"Do I? No, not really. To be honest I haven't a fricken clue what will make you change," Vegeta admitted, shrugging his shoulders. "So I'm taking shots in the dark here, that's all." Chatter most likely wasn't going to unlock any powers, so that was a waste of time. Taking advantage of the momentary lull in battle he dashed ahead without any sort of prompt, initiating again with a simply punch. When that was caught he dropped down, kicking hard at Viral's legs to make him lose his footing. Again it didn't work, but Vegeta had more in mind. Shifting his weight so he was squatting he jumped up, driving an uppercut into the Beastman's jaw and smirking as it connected. It didn't phase the man as long as he'd imagined, and rather quickly Viral was taking his turn, coming in with a rapid series of strikes. First blocking them with his hands Vegeta was surprised to find he was having trouble keeping up. One got through, catching him on the shoulder and nearly spinning him around from the impact. Crossing both arms before his head instead he absorbed quite a few hits until he finally lost his guard. Another punch caught him in the jaw, one in the chest and another in the cheek. The result sent him onto his back, amazed he'd been floored so quickly.

So that was a thing, apparently, he'd not thought Viral could break through like that. Staring up at the wall as he processed what just happened he began to laugh, slowly pushing himself into a sitting position. "Damn Viral... It's been a long time since you hit me like that..." he mused, wiping at his mouth and spitting a bit of blood away. "Looks like you're healed much more than I thought you were, which means I don't have to hold back." From the spot he was sat in Vegeta vanished, coming into focus again right before Viral, throwing a punch at his head and vanishing again. Instead of following through with that he backed off before surging forward again, trying to tackle Viral's midsection and knock him into the wall behind them forcibly.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Just don't get carried away Shu, it's not a race," Takeshi chided, smirking at his brother amused. He was so excitable, it was fun seeing him get into something so earnestly. Watch him? As if he had much of a choice whether he was or not. The little guy was drinking in all the attention and having a blast, you couldn't NOT watch him right now. As he tended to Shu got a little bit eccentric, beginning to bounce for who knows what reason. Watching the young Saiyan fly up into the air his older brother cringed slightly when he hit the ceiling, getting worried and ready to move as he started coming back down. Flight training had paid off apparently because he caught himself in mid air, leaving Takeshi stood underneath him with an exasperated smile. Shaking his head and rubbing at his forehead he laughed, glancing up at Shu with his hands on his hips. "You know... I'm seriously beginning to wonder if how much energy you have might be unhealthy. I mean seriously, who is this hyper all the time? No one but you!" Sighing he stepped back, motioning for his brother to come back down. "I think you've got the idea, we can probably stop practicing that now."

Even before he raised his energy Haku could feel it, this wasn't looking extremely promising in his case. He was mediocre as far as a fighter was concerned, and this alien could probably hold his own against a regiment commander if he had to. Okay, so maybe he'd bitten off a slight bit more than he could chew... Yikes. Shirking back reflexively as the energy spiked he looked at T'charrl warily, doing his best to raise his own fists and get ready. "It wouldn't be t-training if you did..." he retorted, trying and failing to sound confident. Alarmed as the Prince came in for an abrupt attack he did the only thing he could, scramble away and avoid being hit. Nearly tripping as he tried to dodge Haku actually jumped to the side, tumbling and rolling as he narrowly escaped. He had only just begun to get up again when he saw T'charrl come back for another attempt, yelping and rushing under his legs on all fours, darting away hastily in the process. Okay, so maybe he could tire the Kaesstrian out, then he could win! Or if he got hit he might really get hurt, which would be bad.

Helping Viral back to his feet Vegeta smiled a bit, shrugging his shoulders in response to the Beastman's quip. "If I did anything that badly I could fix it, so I'm not too worried," he retorted, trying to play it off. That comment bit quite hard, but the intent here was to annoy and anger Viral, he had to brush it off. "You're forgetting who you are talking to. Any damage done I can fix... For the most part. Unless I literally blew you apart you'd be none the worse for wear." With that being said it looked like they were getting back into the action. Good, so that one trick wasn't going to do the Beastman in. "I won't make it easy on you, trust me." The words had barely escaped his lips when Vegeta dashed forward, throwing a punch at his friend's gut. Blocked or not he would crouch down and try to sweep out his legs, and the final part of his little attack would include an uppercut to his jaw, provided anything actually made contact.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

On the bright side Shu wasn't being forced to train, he was more than happy to do this. Thank goodness for that, it seemed like it could take some time for him to get this down. "You're ready? Then come here goofball so I can show you what to do." Takeshi again didn't expect Shu to dart like he did, a bit surprised when he ended up behind him. Rather than turn around however the older boy found himself much more focused on what was in front of him. It was his brother, or rather an afterimage of him. After his attempts there was no way in hell Shu had done that intentionally. As the image vanished Takeshi finally did turn around, looking at Shu with a disbelieving smile. "Damn straight you're ready, you just did it! And... You probably don't even realize that do you?" Shu had definitely done it though, no doubt! Since he hadn't paid much attention to what was done the elder brother had no clue what to tell his sibling to do again, so that was kind of a bummer. "Whatever you just did then, do it again. If you can then you can make afterimages."

The kid shrugged his shoulders in reply to T'charrl, the alien had a point. There was no way of knowing if he could control his abilities, it was a pretty big assumption given their first meeting. It was probably a bit silly of him to hide behind the promise he wouldn't be harmed as a prisoner, really he just couldn't be killed, but he'd use that anyways. Meeting T'charrl's gave for a second the Saiyan sighed, nodding his head slightly. "I figured... And I can see why you were practicing it, you lost control pretty easily." Okay, maybe not the best way to go about that, though it was kind of his nature to be snappy. Plus he was just kind of awkward around people anyways, he didn't get the idea of minding what you said really. Whether T'charrl wanted him along or not pretty soon the pair were both inside of the room, and the doors closing signaled that they were indeed going to do this. Well now he felt a bit nervous, the fact they were actually going to fight again left the kid a little conflicted. Sensing a build up of energy from T'charrl the Saiyan did his best to hold his ground, a little off put by the amount of energy he could sense. "Uh... My name is Haku..." he replied softly, getting into an uneasy fighting position. It was just like training back home, nothing to it.

All of this boxing wasn't getting them anywhere. It only established the already known fact they each knew martial arts, that didn't help either of them improve. It was bothering Viral a bit, albeit hardly enough to prompt a transformation. More had to be done in order to induce a change, Vegeta had to fight a bit underhandedly perhaps. He'd really rather not, but if their purpose here was to master his forms then it needed to be done. Taking a final strike to his torso the Saiyan honored his friend's request, for a split second, before grabbing hold of his shoulders. Jumping off of the floor he flipped himself over and the Beastman in turn, slamming him down onto the ground on his back before landing just before his head. Smirking slightly he stared down at Viral, extending a hand down to help him to his feet. "Want me to slam you into the floor again? You did want me to try harder after all. Or do you want to take back what you said now?" Just some aggravation, they had to induce this change.