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If I owe you a post, it's coming! Been a very busy week but finally settling down!
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The adult in me says sleep, the kid in me wants to play NieR. The kid's winning D:
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If you've not had a chance to watch "Your Name" yet, highly recommend!

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Sana knew full well what they were facing here in the two Princes. They had been informed of the pair by Elites prior even to their battle with Viral, and after that a plethora of information had been shared with them. It had been tasked to himself and his men to capture the boys and turn them over to their father, to which they would be rewarded handsomely. To accomplish just a task Sana himself had been provided some unique training, now quite a bit stronger than your typical Shaharian. If that wasn't evident enough by sending Takeshi almost crashing through the wall, his power was fairly imposing. Hissing out a laugh the alien set his sights on Shu next, grinning menacingly as he flicked out his tongue. "I can taste your fear child... Don't lie to me," Sana taunted, laughing again as he began to advance on the younger boy. Shu was strong, but the only real threat on his part was if he changed. Otherwise the information they had suggested he was fairly average. Flexing his claws and preparing to strike again Sana was ready to swat Shu next, but had to instead leap back hurriedly as a Ki blast soared past him, slamming into the wall and blowing a gaping hole in it. Smiling he looked past Shu at Takeshi, amused at how angry the other boy appeared. "Ah... I didn't think one punch would win, stronger than that as I thought. Matters not, capturing you now, by force if I must."

Just where in the hell had that punch come from? No way should Shaharians be anywhere near that powerful. Something had to be wrong here, these aliens seemed so weak on their first visit. Groaning painfully from the crater he found himself in Takeshi slowly opened his eyes, looking out blearily as he saw Sana advancing on Shu, claws extended. Eyes widening in surprise he reached out a hand, shooting out a Ki blast to force the alien back, "Don't touch him!" Peeling himself out of the wall Takeshi gritted his teeth angrily, lifting one hand to wipe the trickle of blood from his mouth. They had walked into a trap, this one was powerful. Damn, well so much for an easy job them. He could sort of understand why now though Servas needed them for this job. It wasn't just a matter of number of troops, Sana was genuinely strong. "Lucky shot, but it won't happen again," Takeshi growled, "Shu, we're going to have to beat him first. You'd better be ready to fight."

"Ah... This is exciting!" Sana hissed, grinning as he hunched over slightly, his tail swaying side to side energetically. "Finally... Payback for crimes, ruining lives we had. Beat you two, drag you to King, be given more power. More reign, more resources!" He would see to the utter wiping out of those who opposed him this time, starting with that damnable Servas. After that any other shaman who opposed him would fall at his feet, or join him in his quest to unite Shaharia under the Saiyan empire. For their people to have a future, to not be left in the dust, they needed the Saiyans. Hearing the sound of air moving Sana's eyes locked onto Takeshi, watching as the Saiyan darted at him quickly. Laughing loudly he jumped backwards, watching as the older Prince slammed a fist into the desk and shattered it to pieces, creating a hole in the floor as well. Going out of the hole in the wall Sana leaped along the walls of the buildings, managing to ascend to the roof top above. His men could fight as well, but he was by far the strongest. They would realistically only hinder the boys, it was up to him to win this.

Takeshi growled angrily when his attack missed, watching Sana as he escaped from the building. Drawing his fist back from the ground he glanced over his shoulder at Shu, then looked at the guards around them. They didn't look like they were backing down, so did that mean they were strong as well? Crap, what were they supposed to do? There was no telling how many guards there were, but he figured they were outnumbered pretty heavily. Cussing under his breath Takeshi turned around to face the guards, holding out a hand and gathering a fair amount of Ki in it, readying to blow away the Shaharians. When one darted at him swiftly and slashed at him with a blade he had to jump back himself, ducking as soon as he landed to avoid a second one's flying kick. "Damn it! Shu, help me! Get these jerks!" he shouted, jumping at the second who attacked them, managing to slam himself into the alien and drive him into the same spot he'd hit before, sending the guard through the wall into a pile of rubble.
Sana smiled toothily, amused by Shu's nervous response. "Yes, you child. You can tell, both you know, I'm sure," he responded, egging the younger boy on. Out of the corner of his eye he swore he caught Takeshi's smile disappearing for a second, perhaps it was dawning on him now too. What would the little one say, he wondered? "Oh, so the King give ship? We have plenty of ships, but one more is good." It was almost sad how poorly this one was putting on the act, they could see right through the facade now. Folding his hands behind his back Sana made a soft clicking noise, the guards still in the room moving over to the door. Settling his gaze onto Shu the Shaharian chuckled, his yellow eyes boring into the young Saiyan. "Your father, the King, make us Elite? Honor, it would be anyways. We know how works though, this is not how you join Elite rank. And... We know of Viral, and your association. Silly boys, good story though." By now a small detachment of guards would be outside the room, ready to intercept if these two tried to make a break for it. Bringing these two in as prisoners would certainly gain them some favor with the King, the planet would be given back to its rightful rulers for instance.

The moment questions were sent Shu's way Takeshi knew they had a problem. His brother was a lot of things, but a good liar was not one of them. Trying to interject and speak on Shu's behalf he could only stand by and let his brother ramble on, hoping that he'd somehow pull it off. The spaceship claim was a bit unusual though may have stuck if not for him bringing up becoming an Elite. The hissing laugh from a few of the men in the room told him things were done, there went their cover, if they ever even had it. Damn it all, so now what? Looking over at Sana steadily he let the Shaharian prattle on for a moment, expecting the usual bad guy monologue before he and Shu kicked the guy's butt. When all was said and done Takeshi smiled in exasperation, sighing softly before rubbing at his forehead. "I knew this wasn't going to work, damn it..." he mumbled, dropping his hand and giving Sana an amused look. "Okay, you got us. Now how about just coming along with me and Shu before we have to hurt you?" Servas did want the guy alive, but he hadn't been very clear on their target being bruised up a bit. Stepping closer Takeshi leaned down slightly, looking down into the smiling face of Sana, "Unless you really want to fight us?"

Why these boys even bothered with such a charade Sana didn't know, it was a waste of breath. He supposed he appreciated the entertainment, things had been fairly boring around this place as of late. Predictably Takeshi was confident even though they had been made, the information on him proving to be accurate. Arrogant and always underestimating his opponents, those had been words from the Saiyans. That, and the fact that Shu had a strange power, they knew rather well who and what they were dealing with. "As if we not know what happened in city, with Servas... Not dumb child, it is you who are dumb," Sana said, smiling up at Takeshi as he approached. Did they want to fight with the Princes? Was that an honest question? The pair who ruined what wonderful lives they had been living, that shouldn't even have to be asked. Clenching his left hand into a fist Sana threw a punch forward, connecting easily as the Saiyan didn't even bother try to avoid it. Takeshi must have been surprised when the blow knocked him off of his feet, sending him into and almost through the wall. Grinning menacingly Sana turned his eyes onto Shu, his tongue rolling out as he let out a hissing laugh. "Foolish children, still so naive..."
Waiting outside of the leader's room was a bit of a drag, Takeshi expected a prompt meeting. He was just being impatient though, they were making good times all things considered. He wondered who the leader might be meeting with now, and if this person was worth dragging in to jail as well. Chances were this one guy they were after wasn't the only problem, but Servas had just told them to come here and deal with him. Whoever else might be in the way he supposed the others would just take care of on their own time. Looking at Shu he smiled slightly amused, rolling his eyes before gently elbowing his brother in the side. "Come on, like they can hurt us," Takeshi whispered, shaking his head. "You're worried for all the wrong reasons if you think they're going to be a problem. I mean seriously, these guys weren't exactly strong the first time we came here, I doubt they've gotten stronger since." Even if this entire group of Shaharians attacked he was sure they could handle it, after all weaklings were weaklings, even if there were a lot of them.

"The Princes? Here? This is surprise..." To think the King's sons would come here and personally pay them a visit. Such an... Honor, was unfounded. Sana wasn't sure what they had done to earn this, but he would be hard pressed to turn away such guests. To think they had news from their father as well, how interesting. "Bold, coming here like this. Children are foolhardy, no?" he asked rhetorically, grinning at his men with a row of sharp teeth. Rising up from his desk the dark-scaled Shaharian gave his neck a cracking, extending his claws to loosen them up as well. No need to keep these two waiting any longer, he was curious as to what they had to share. Already he knew what they had to say would be false, he wasn't an idiot. But if they decided to put on this front of being under their father's employ then fine, he'd humor them for a short while. Waving his guards aside Sana walked casually up to the door, pushing it open and smiling politely at the boys on the other side. "Princes, surprising your visit is, pleased to see you," he said, nodding his head in greeting. "Wish we had known before, would prepare for your visit."

"We weren't originally going to stop by before, we have other things we're supposed to be doing," Takeshi explained, frowning slightly. "Our father asked us to come here though, figure out just how you managed to louse up what he had here. He's asked us to get this mess back together." That came out fairly easily, it wasn't a total lie. They did have other things they were supposed to do, that much was true. Sana seemed to be buying into what he was saying, that was good. Lifting his lips into a slight smile the Saiyan glanced back at the door towards the guards for a moment, smirking before looking at their leader again. "Listen, like I said, we don't have a lot of time here. There's new arrangements that our father wants to put in place, and we need to discuss those with you, in private," he added, nodding his head to the others in the room. "So if you'd come with my brother and I for a bit we'll fill you in. It won't take long, I promise."

Sana gave both boys a serious look of contemplation for a moment before smiling, a few of his teeth showing through parted lips. "With you? It would be my honor, Princes. Hurry, I understand, but I also have own business to see to. Leaving office would be bad now, work to be done. We stay here, I dismiss guards and we have privacy, yes?" He had absolutely no intention of doing any such thing, no way was he going to leave himself open to both of these children. Boys or not they were the sons of the King, facing off against both of them alone would be disastrous. "We speak here, more comfortable, and we have refreshments. I insist, let me host our friends," Sana said, looking over at one of his men, "Go, bring us drink and food. Something sweet." The man nodded only once before leaving, closing the door securely behind himself. The lead Shaharian then looked over at Shu, giving him a curious look over. "Young one, perhaps you tell what father has to say, yes? You must know as well."
It was a gamble giving their identity away, but Takeshi figured it ought to carry some weight. Besides, the plan was to reveal themselves to the leader anyways as a means of convincing him to come along, so it's not like this was out of the plan for them. Seeing the two guards exchange silent glances the older boy shifted on his feet nervously, wondering if that had been a wrong move. Were they aware of what he and Shu had done before? Was this the wrong way to go about it. The longer it took the guards to converse the more uneasy he became, nearly preparing to knock both aliens out before one wandered off inside the building. The remaining guard turned to them and started acting all courteously, just as Takeshi had expected. Smiling smugly the Saiyan nodded his head, following after the guard with Shu in tow. That had been easier than he had expected, not that he was complaining. Maybe they would be out of here within minutes, that would be nice.

"Wait just a moment, please. Sir busy, be moment." one of the guards said, addressing the waiting brothers. "Make comfortable, take seat if you wish. He'll call shortly."

Darn, so they were going to have to wait after all. Ah well, should be quick according to the guard at least. The room which Takeshi and Shu found themselves in was fairly nice, you could tell someone big owned this place. The walls were similar to sandstone from what he could tell, small patterns of engravings running along the whitewashed stone floor. Several small, colored area carpets broke up the monotony of the white flooring, and numerous paintings and potted plants helped bring color to the walls. Since it only ought to be a moment Takeshi wasn't going to bother sitting down, no use in getting comfortable if they were just getting back up. Glancing at Shu he smiled, reaching over and nudging his brother's shoulder before nodding at the door. "Think this guy is going to put up a fight at all?" he whispered, glancing back at the doorway. "Or think he'll go quietly?"
"You'll do fine Shu, trust me. Yeah you haven't fought in a while, but we've been sparring. If you can keep up with us then some aliens will be a piece of cake for you." Or fruit, whatever the little guy would like more. Considering the fact Shu was capable of keeping up with not only his older brother, but T'charrl and Vegeta as well he would have no worries here. Hell, Takeshi barely even had a plan in mind for if they were attacked, other than just hitting back, and hitting hard. If these Shaharians thought they could fight Saiyans then he was all willing to let them have a go at it. Fighting someone so weak wasn't normally his style, but if they were going to be jerks then they had it coming. Setting Shu down on his ginger feet the older boy looked across the street, wondering just how many guards there might be. He'd briefly considered trying to sneak inside, but the place seemed pretty well defended. Nothing to do then besides go in through the front door and hope their cover worked. "Just stay right behind me and let me do the talking, we'll be fine," Takeshi whispered, flashing Shu a thumbs up before walking across the street, making a straight shot for the doors.

The best way to go about this, Takeshi figured, was to just try and make themselves seem important. Like somebody they couldn't turn down, that ought to guarantee their entrance inside. He tried to get right to the point but was a bit vague, he realized, just saying 'king' and all. Or maybe they did know, they mentioned the Saiyan tail, so they must have some idea. Smiling tightly he let out a sigh, dropping his hood back completely and placing a hand on his hip, looking at the guards impatiently. "I'm Takeshi and this is Shu. We're the Saiyan Princes, as in the King's sons. We're here on business directly from him, and we're busy. So if you wouldn't mind getting a hold of the man in charge and telling him we're here to speak with him, we'd appreciate it." Takeshi tried not to be overly aggressive, but he put a bit of venom in his tone, just in case. Physically these two were about Viral's size, pretty tall and fairly muscular. For anyone else they might be intimidated, but he just saw them as punching bags. Hopefully for their own sake they did as they were asked. "I mean... If you want to turn us away then fine, that's your decision. Just don't say I didn't warn you if our father gets angry with you."
Piggy-back fighting was probably a style on some weird planet, but it wasn't for them. Though it could be kind of fun to try sometimes, put someone on your shoulders and tussle like that. Takeshi had seen kids doing it at the beach before, he didn't understand what it was but thought it looked kind of fun. Besides, he and Shu were better fighting as two separate entities anyways. As of late they had practiced a bit more in battling together, kind of like what Kai and Choi did. They weren't remotely as good at it as the twins were, but they'd picked up a few tricks. This would be the first actual fight they would use any of it in too, provided a battle actually broke out. "Do I think you're good at fighting...? Well yeah I do. Sure, you can improve in a few places, and you're still learning Ki, but you're pretty good." Takeshi glanced back again, grinning as he freed up one hand to point at himself. "Besides, I'm with you, so don't sweat it. Nothing these aliens can throw at us is going to beat me, or you. We've got this." This mission was going to be a cakewalk, he already had forgotten about Kaesstra and that ambush, it didn't even occur to him that something like that could happen here too.

"We're only going to beat them up if they're a pain, that's all. If we can trick them to come with us without having to fight then we'll do it that way. After all, Servas wants them to stand trial, if we hurt them bad they can't do that." Injuring the Shaharians would be easy considering the strength both Shu and Takeshi had to their names. They would hold back but even then it was hard to know what kind of punishment these aliens could take. Few races could fight the Saiyans hand to hand, it was part of the reason they were so successful as conquerors. Many planets had agreed to Saiyan rule simply out of fear of being stricken down, as Takeshi recalled. "All you've gotta do is wait until something happens, okay buddy? I'll take the lead since I have a pretty good idea how to deal with these guys. We handled some people like this while I was working for father, they're all the same. Tell them what they want to hear and they'll do whatever you want." Mostly lies, whatever these creeps wanted to hear. Promise them wealth and power, that usually bought their allegiance pretty quickly. Granted, they didn't exactly have anything on them to buy favor with. Hm... Maybe some intimidation then.

This had to be the leader's place, judging by the number of armed guards outside of it. Takeshi noted too how no one walked on the side of the road of the house, people crossed over to avoid walking anywhere near it. "I bet the guy we want is in there... He's gotta be, with so much security." Easing Shu down off of his back Takeshi gestured for his brother to follow as he crossed the street, walking straight up towards the front entrance. Eying the guards coolly as they neared the doors he stopped just on the sidewalk, smiling faintly as he lifted his head so the men could see his face, and the fact he was a Saiyan. "We want to talk with the one in charge here. We're on the king's orders, and he was very clear that we're not to leave until we see your boss." Part of him really wanted to throw in a little intimidation, but they'd reserve that for when, and if it was needed. For now he'd play the part of a good little emissary. "I need you to either call him out here or let us in, your choice."
Being in the city was a welcome reprieve, the cooler air actually made it comfortable to be here. If they weren't trying to remain anonymous Takeshi would take his cloak off too, probably best to have it on until when, and if, they were made out. Being a larger city than the first finding their destination was likely going to take a bit of time, especially if they couldn't remember quite where the building was. Worst case scenario they could always ask around, someone was bound to tell them at some point. Then again, asking around might tip off the wrong people and cause problems for them. Being more focused on how they were going to get around Takeshi forgot his offer to Shu, so when the little guy jumped on his back he nearly toppled over, stumbling to catch himself before glancing over his shoulder. "Tell me next time you're going to pounce on me," he warned, smiling exasperatedly as he linked his arms under Shu's legs. "Just saying now, I'm not carrying you while we're fighting, you're on your own there Shu." That was if they fought too, for all he knew they could avoid conflict altogether. Part of him sort of hoped not though, it'd be fun to knock some creeps around before leaving.

Ever forgetful Takeshi had forgotten completely where Servas told them to go. The guy had mentioned it being in a particular region of the city, but where exactly was it...? "Huh? You think it's in the middle?" he asked, looking back at Shu. "Eh, sure, might as well check. Can't hurt." Shifting Shu slightly to make him more comfortable the pair started down the street, weaving in through the crowds of Shaharians. Definitely a busier city, only the market in the other one was anywhere close to this. Takeshi was beginning to notice something too, their cloaks worked two ways. Sure, their identity was being concealed, but they were obviously not natives, and the cloaks only drew more attention to that too. So long as these aliens weren't nasty to outsiders they ought to be okay, they just had to keep their noses clean until they found the central building. "so you know what the plan is, right? We're going to pretend to be our father's men at first and see if that works. Just uh... Let me do the talking," Takeshi said, smirking as he looked back at Shu. "No offense, but I don't see you playing a convincing bad guy."
Takeshi earnestly wasn't sure why Viral disliked him, only that the Beastman did. Sure, they weren't the most courteous to one another but he didn't hate the guy for that. Maybe Viral was just less forgiving or something, could be possible given what's happened to him over the years. Betrayed by his creators, then imprisoned and turned into a Saiyan's weapon of war, hell, anyone would be bitter. "So... What...? I should talk to him or something...?" he asked, again rhetorically. The thought of trying to have any kind of conversation with the Beastman didn't bode well. For one he wouldn't know what in the world to talk about. Their training together would give some material, but they hadn't started that yet. So much seemed to bother Viral that Takeshi worried he'd say something off and only aggravate their friend, that wouldn't get them anywhere. Letting out a sigh as he closed up the ship he lifted a hand, running it down his face in exasperation. "If there's ever a need for a miracle it's now. I'll need nothing short of a god helping me to make Viral like me." Shu's suggestion that he looked human was... Amusing. Wrong? Most certainly, but amusing. It managed to make the older boy smile at least, rolling his eyes before patting his sibling's head. "Well then I should tape some rope to my butt or something, then I'll have a tail again. Maybe he'll like me then."

The city did look mighty pleasant from here, all built up and covered in green. Shame there were some real jerks pulling the strings there, otherwise it could be a pretty nice place to visit. If they did come back to Shaharia they'd stay here, provided it didn't end up as a cesspool or there wasn't some war raging because of what they were about to do. Takeshi figured there was going to be discontent when these men were removed from power, there always was. It wouldn't be his first coup d'etat, he'd carried a few out for their father while in the military. Not all of the Saiyans' acquisitions had been through military strikes, some were from more subtle means. While they didn't know a ton about Shaharians he figured they'd be no different than the others that he'd taken from power. Before they even got moving though Takeshi had to make sure Shu was okay to go, considering his brother's feet had been pretty beaten up today. "You can be brave and let me carry you, dummy," Takeshi said teasingly, reaching out and prodding Shu's forehead with his finger. "If you need me to give you a piggy back again just say so, I'm not going to make you walk if it hurts. But, if you're so ready then we might as well get going."

"Wow... Hard to believe we're in a desert right now..." The air was cooler, thanks both to the shade and the nearby water dropping the temperature significantly. Whereas the first city was almost crudely made this actually looked like, well... A city. The streets were paved with some hard material, and there were curious looking vehicles moving to and fro along the streets. Like the first city there were a fair amount of carts and stalls, as well as shops dotting the sides of the roads, crowds of people gathered at many of them, the loud sound of voices carrying through the air. The buildings were big too, and refined, looking like they were built out of hard-baked bricks and even wood as opposed to the mud based buildings in the other. Really it was actually a nice place, noise aside. It was always that way with cities, all the damn noise. Takeshi might have grown a bit, but that was one thing he still hated. After being within the city for a few moments his hands had found their way up to his head, his fingers plugging up his ears in annoyance. "Jeez... Would it be so hard to have a quiet city for a change...?" he grumbled, glancing around at the crowds. "Where is this building anyways? I forget where Servas said to go..."
"Tch... Viral probably hates my guts, who am I kidding? Wasting my breath asking that." Takeshi looked over at his brother for a moment before making a face, hefting his shoulders in a shrug as he looked forwards again. "He doesn't hate you, and you're a Saiyan. I doubt he hates Vegeta, and he didn't seem to hate Vegeta's parents either. Just some of them, just like how I hate some... Or most, humans." Eh... Maybe both he and the Beastman needed to start giving people the benefit of the doubt. It was easy to be cynical and clump a group of people together, label them all as bad and avoid them like the plague. The reality of the situation was though there were more good people than bad people, it was just the rotten ones stuck out. He should really see humans more in that light, but his experiences with them were anything but reassuring. It wasn't as much a hatred as he had before, more of an indifference. He'd protect them if the need rose but Takeshi couldn't well say he favored humans by any stretch. There were some sure, like those they had met on their first journey, and their friends, but that was a very small portion. "Viral does have reason to hate Saiyans, I'll give him that, but we've got reasons too. And you don't see us scowling at every one we meet."

Meh, he wasn't someone to dictate a person's actions anyways, that was hardly his place. Besides, they had more pertinent matters to worry about than who liked who. The city had come into view at last, the trip being a mercifully short one thanks to the ship. This city was, for all intents and purposes, the polar opposite of what the first was. Lush, green and vibrant, compared to the other which looked like something out of an old Western. Sure, grass and plants sprung up here and there, but this place could almost have come right out of Kaesstra. No wonder too, they had flown in from land, but all around the city Takeshi could see the massive lake it sat upon. The soil here must be absurdly fertile, and the vegetation stretched for a ways beyond the city's borders to attest to that fact. Once the ship was brought to a cruising speed Takeshi undid his clasps, glancing over at Shu as he fiddled with his own. "Damn straight we can do this easily. We'll be in and out of here," he reaffirmed, leaning over to help his brother. Giving a sad sigh at the mention of T'charrl he nodded his head, undoing the final clasp and setting Shu free. "Yeah, he would have. We don't have a camera to take a picture either, kind of sucks." If things settled down maybe they could return here with T'charrl someday, this was pretty much a gem in a desert, certainly not something like their friend had seen before.

To go with Takeshi's plan and sneak in the ship had to be landed a ways off from the city. No doubt someone had seen it already, the land was flat save for some dunes and peaks. Planting the ship behind one of those dunes Takeshi hit a button to open up the side door, gesturing for Shu to follow as he climbed out. It was hotter the second they exited the ship, but the wind had settled and they were close enough to town that it wouldn't be a huge issue. "This is going to be fun, I can already tell!" he said, smirking as he pulled up the hood on his cloak. Reaching back he carefully adjusted the sheath for his sword, moving it so it rested against the small of his back and hopefully out of view. No reason for these people to know he was armed, it might give the wrong impressions. Shutting the ship with Shu outside Takeshi looked down at his brother's feet for a moment, frowning as he gave Shu a curious look. "You sure you're good to walk? It'll be a few minutes probably, will that be okay?"
Takeshi just rolled his eyes faintly at Shu's expense, letting the question die. Rhetorical questions were too much for the little guy apparently, someone who had trouble answering plain old questions now and again. The older boy spent a bit of time just focusing on their flying, checking the instruments in the display to make sure they were heading in the right direction. Nothing told them how far they had traveled so far, but recalling what Servas had said they should know the city when they see it. A green city out in the middle of the desert, that would be something to see. No way could it be nearly as lush as Kaesstra, not even Earth was that dense. Compared to the first city though even just some short grass would be a huge improvement. Real shame T'charrl wasn't coming along with them, he'd enjoy the place if it was remotely green. "I ask you completely normal things, you just don't know how to answer them," Takeshi retorted, sticking out his tongue playfully at Shu.

Again, Takeshi couldn't help but feel a bit guilty for T'charrl being upset. They really ought not to have left their friend alone, being alone couldn't help him any. If they were going to a nice city then all the more reason to bring him along too. Feeling like a lousy friend he had to ask, see what his brother thought about it. Of course asking him wasn't the best thing in the world, never in a million years could Takeshi recall Shu saying something negative about him, even if it were true. Seeing Shu try to hug him made Takeshi smile a bit, reaching over with one hand and giving the younger boy's hair a ruffle. "You think I'm nice to them...? To everyone? Including Viral...?" he asked, his smile disappearing. He might be okay with the others, but he knew the answer to Viral's question. The messed up fact was he still considered Viral a friend despite how edgy their relationship was, and yet wondered why the Beastman seemed to hate him so much. Sighing softly Takeshi shrugged his shoulders, looking back out the windshield of the ship. "I don't know... Maybe? I like to think I am, but people always seem to be in a hurry to leave when we're around them, and I know it's not you. Maybe I'm just imagining things, being stupid... I don't know..."

What he did know was that they had finally arrived at their destination... Almost. With the landscape being relatively flat it was easy to see far in the distance, and the large green smudge over the horizon was awfully promising. Drawing nearer Takeshi could make out the gray and beige shapes of buildings sticking up out of the green, some towering and larger than even the biggest of buildings in the first city. That kind of made sense, the more lush place was more thriving, that's kind of how things went. "Well damn... Now that's a city..." Takeshi mumbled, surprised that such a place existed out here. Slowing down the ship gradually they eventually came to not much more than a drift, easing along just a few meters above the sand. It looked larger than the first too, which meant more people to deal with. If even half of the Shaharians inside of the city were loyal to these creeps then perhaps this job might be a touch more difficult than they had figured. "We'll walk in the rest of the way, can't fly in a place that busy. Ready to get out again?"
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