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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi wasn't much a fan of Pagonia himself, it was far too cold. Sure, warm clothes helped a bit, but sooner or later even those gave way to the chill. Thankfully where they were heading there was indoors, and that meant shielding from the wind. Maybe no fires, but the lack of wind meant their clothing would insulate them better. Leaping out of the hangar after Viral he turned back to the open door, holding his arms out for Shu to join them. Catching his brother carefully he set Shu down on his feet, giving the younger boy a quick check over on his gear. No sense in getting halfway there and finding out some of his clothes weren't fastened properly. Everything looked to be in order, and he was sure his were, as well as Viral's. The Beastman scarcely had anything on compared to them, it wasn't fair at all. Now that they were out they could get going south... Whichever way that was. Did Viral know? Ah, good, he did. Though it wouldn't kill him to say it in a bit of a nicer way. "I paid attention!" Takeshi said defensively, frowning as he folded his arms over his chest, "I just... Forgot is all. I was thinking about other stuff okay?" Like the cold, and if this was going to be any better than Shaharia was. He really hoped so, if they had two unsuccessful trips then he'd be damn hard pressed to care enough for a third.

"Yeah, I remember the guy. He was huge, but he wasn't all too hard to fight. Shu and I beat him after all." Granted, that was just a single Narbu, and it took both of them to bring him down. Even numbers might be a bit trickier, and a big group could prove problematic. They'd find out soon enough how they were going to fare, and that was if they ended up having to fight someone. Takeshi was just about to ask how they planned on traveling before Viral took off, running across the snowdrifts swiftly. Reaching out after their friend, mouth open in protest he let out a sigh, glancing back at Shu. "Well, come on then, looks like we're running." With how light and swift his brother was the little guy ought not have any issue running around here. Takeshi wasn't quite so enthusiastic about himself, he'd already fallen in once thus far. "No reason to get so defensive Viral! I just said I wanted you to lead!" he shouted forward, smiling. Viral was already getting touchy, and they had barely begun their mission. It was going to be an interesting outing if he was this irritable today, maybe it was the cold making him so sour.

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With any luck they weren't going to have to fight, for one it was a bit cold to be doing much of anything. Also, the slight issue of wearing about three layers of clothes made Takeshi feel inflated, moving was a bit awkward. Shu probably wasn't in any better position than he was, wearing just as much and being smaller. If they threw one more layer on the little guy he might turn into a ball, that would be kind of funny. Enough on the dawdling though, they were supposed to be getting a move on and finding the Narbu settlement. Each of them had been told at some point or another, but naturally Shu forgot... And so did Takeshi. Staring out into the white expanse for a moment the older boy scratched his head, looking back at Viral for answers. "Oh? Just south? Well that's easy enough. If we get in the shuttle we'll-" He didn't even finish his sentence before the Beastman walked past them, leaping out of the hangar and into the snowy drifts below. Staring down at their friend for a moment Takeshi sighed, getting the notion they weren't going in the shuttle. "Ah crap... I hope you bundled up tight Shu, we're walking..." he mumbled, jumping out in turn. Just his luck, he landed a ways off from Viral and ended up knee deep in snow, gasping as he sank a bit. Looking down he scowled in annoyance, floating up with KI and giving his legs a shaking.

"Okay, let's go Shu!" Takeshi shouted up, holding up his arms for his brother. Catching him with an "oomph" he set Shu down on his feet, making sure all of his clothes were all set and fastened. The little guy probably wouldn't know what to do even if he did feel a draft, best they make sure he was good before they got moving. Satisfied all the straps and buttons were done up right Takeshi smiled, nodding approvingly. "There! No frostbite for you, hopefully that holds," he said, giving his brother's hat a small tug down for good measure. "Now then... Viral, uh... Which way is south?" On Earth it was a small matter to discern direction, you just used the sun as a guide. Well on Pagonia, at least at the moment, there was no sun. Not really anyways, the clouds blocked out a good portion of the light. It was kind of like walking around in dusk, that's how dim it was. You could see fine and well, but it wasn't ideal. Smiling sheepishly Takeshi rubbed at the back of his neck, "You uh.. Take the lead on this one, okay? It's not that I don't want to, I just want to see how you do!"

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"Takeshi helped too, both of you helped. That still means you helped, and you saved us," Yumi pointed out, smiling amused, "I never said you did it alone. But I'm sure if you had to you could have done it too." Shu just wasn't giving himself credit where it was due, he'd done his part in saving her and Viral, there was no denying that. It wouldn't be the first or the last either, she was sure of that. "There's nothing wrong with needing a helping hand now and again either, you know. People can save and be saved, it's what friends do for one another. So don't feel so down if people are helping you, it just means they care." Back to the matter at hand, how was Shu supposed to control his anger? Getting some help from outside this meeting seemed like a safe bet, but from who? Viral didn't sound like much an option, and Takeshi was iffy at best. Vegeta was the most sensible choice, but he already had loads on his plate, Yumi felt guilty burdening him with more. She was going to have to sort this out then somehow, she'd just keep trying until they found something that worked. Hoping to dispel some of Shu's doubts she gave his hair an affectionate ruffling, smiling sweetly at him. "Things can always get better, you've got to really believe that for it to happen. I'm not going to give up until we figure out a way to keep you from changing, I promise. I don't care how long it takes."

Takeshi waited outside of the library for a good moment, not wanting to interrupt anything. Sounded like Shu and Yumi were still talking, should he be taking his brother away then? They were getting awfully close to Narbu, time to prepare was becoming scarcer every passing moment. Shu's anger management was certainly important, but so was getting him ready for a potential fight. Debating on what was more important for a moment he finally opened the door, stepping inside with a smile towards his brother. "Hey there buddy! How are things going in here?" he asked, putting his hands on his hips as he stopped by them. "Any luck Yumi?"

"No... We've only been at it for a little while after all," Yumi pointed out, smiling sadly as she scratched at one of her ears. "I feel like we're getting close though, we'll figure something out that works for him." Maybe she could just ask Vegeta for something more on anger management as a whole, she could always just relay what he said. He didn't have to be here in person to help Shu out. "Are you taking Shu away now?" she asked, glancing up at Takeshi.

"Yeah, we should start getting ready again for Pagonia. We don't know what to expect, so the more preparing we do the better." This time around they'd be a bit more cautious, seeing as twice now his folly had gotten them into some bad situations. Admittedly it was mostly at their friends' urgency that they were being more careful, but he'd relented easily enough. If not for his own sake then for Shu's and his friends, they didn't have to keep getting hurt because of him. Glancing down at his brother he smiled, placing a hand on his head and giving his hair a ruffle. "Come on small fry, let's go train before dinner."

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"Why can't we visit a nice planet for a change...?" First the dry, arid world of Shaharia, and now Pagonia. Takeshi had almost forgotten how miserably cold the Narbu homeworld was, almost. Even in all of their extra clothes he could feel the cold. And they were in the hangar still, not even out in the elements yet. How anything could live here comfortably was just utter insanity. Rubbing his hands together he walked closer to the edge of the large room, glancing out into the white ocean before them. At least they had the shuttle to take, flying through this would really suck. Not that they could fly all too well anyways, not with Viral coming along this time. Shaharia had been one thing, but this world was definitely impossible for T'charrl. Vegeta had been very stern in his decision, being the most familiar with their friend anatomically. Since he'd more or less freeze within moments it was decided he'd best just stay back and let the others handle this. Feeling a cold wind blow into the hangar Takeshi shivered, rubbing at his arms as he scrunched up his shoulders slightly. Glancing back at Shu and Viral he frowned, turning to put his back to the cold air. "So uh... Do we even know where we're going, Viral? Has Vegeta given you any idea?"

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"It is something! Training you is easy because you're smart at figuring things out. Even if you don't totally understand it you get it, that's smart." Like how Shu had always been able to fire Ki, even if he wasn't quite sure how it worked. What he needed help with more than anything was refinement, learning tricks and techniques came easily. Probably a byproduct of being a Saiyan, it must be so difficult being naturally adaptable and strong. Smiling, Yumi folded her arms over her chest, leaning back in her chair casually. "If you keep training then you'll get better, that's how it works. And I don't think you've needed saving much. If anything I think you've saved other people. Like back when we fought that big monster, remember? Viral and I couldn't beat him, so you and Takeshi came and saved us. You saved us. And I still haven't thanked you for that yet, have I?" Hm, how to repay someone like Shu. A gift, she supposed, that seemed the most sensible. How she would find a gift suitable for such a boy though was a bit of a mystery. He did seem to enjoy smoothies back home, perhaps she'd make some for him. Or try training him in his staff, she sort of knew how to wield one from her own martial arts experience.

Trying to compare Shu with his brother wasn't working, not with the whole boat analogy anyways. Probably best just to move off of that complete, unless Yumi wanted to fry the little Saiyan's brain. Instead they'd move onto more simplistic terms, something that Shu would have no issue understanding. They could always get help from someone else on this topic too, someone who, like Shu, was prone to anger. Immediately Viral and Takeshi both came to mind, being the foremost people who she could draw parallels with Shu. "Viral's energy might be different, but don't you think the same thing happens? He gets angry, his energy spikes and he changes. Even if it's different energy the way it works is the same... I think. Vegeta would know more than I do about that." Perhaps just asking Takeshi was the easier route to take. Best? Probably not, but definitely the most simple. While she had agreed to help Shu out Yumi wasn't beyond thinking they might need other help too, she couldn't sort this out on her own. Smiling sadly hearing Shu express his fears she reached out again, giving his hair a gentle ruffle to try and perk him up. "It's okay to be scared, but you need to try and be more confident too. We'll figure this out, and we'll do it soon. Then you won't have to be afraid of getting angry anymore."

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Takeshi thought his little move there had been fairly clever, yet of course Viral found fault in it. Maybe dropping his weapon like that was a bit unnecessary, he'd figured doing that would throw a person off, but maybe not. Being faster, it was always an issue of speed for him. If he was as hyperactive as Shu was this wouldn't be such a challenge for him, he didn't have that speed his brother did. Well, now was probably a good time to take a break from training. He'd nearly shat himself and Viral seemed to be out of it, they could both use a break. Takeshi moved to leave the room, but not before double checking with the Beastman that things were alright. Something had seemed off, he knew he had seen it, but would Viral own up to it? Evidently not, he was as rough and dismissive as ever. Smiling exasperatedly the Saiyan sighed, nodding his head before rubbing at it a bit. "Alright... Well I'll keep quiet if nothing's wrong. But go see Vegeta if that happens again, okay? You kinda seemed to zone out, though maybe you're tired or something, I don't know." Shrugging his shoulders he turned around again, waving casually back at his friend, "See you later, Viral. And thanks for the lesson!" They would have to do this again, he really wanted to learn more now. Sure, it hadn't been anything major, but he liked to think a little progress had been made. It was only uphill from there.

Yumi rolled her eyes a bit, smiling before wagging a finger at Shu. "Takeshi is... Well he's average. He knows a little, sure, but I wouldn't say he's smart really. He's a lot like a... I don't know, an eight grader maybe? Or a freshman. In other words, he knows some things, but there's a lot he's missing." There was only so much one could teach themselves, especially with someone like Takeshi who she didn't see having all that much patience for learning. "There's things besides book smart too. Vegeta is really book smart, he knows a lot of information. But someone like you... You just pick up things quick. You're easy to train, you learned things that take people a long time to learn. Between the two of us, I think you're better at Ki stuff than Takeshi is, he just uses it more." Shu was certainly better than she was, of that she was convinced. He only just relearned most of it and yet he was as every bit capable as the rest of them were now, after knowing for so long. Who knows just how good at it he'd get after a while longer, there was no telling really.

"Boats can be pretty safe, yes. The same boat means you're both in the same position. Uh... That you're the same, I guess," Yumi said, trying to simplify things. Right, colloquialisms were still a little lost on Shu, probably best to try and avoid those. It wasn't really something that came up a ton, otherwise she might stop them there and go into it a bit. She had never instructed Shu before, but it wasn't something she'd mind doing too terribly much. Back on track, they had to figure out this transformation of his, or at the very least attempt to. By now Yumi was pulling at straws, having no idea what may work for the young Saiyan. "It's not that hard, but if you're afraid to try it then we can think of something else," she said, smiling kindly, "I guess the big thing is just finding a way to help with your anger. Of course, I've never changed like you, so I don't really know what that's like. But... Maybe asking Viral would be a good idea? He changes too, sometimes when he gets angry. Or... Have you asked Takeshi? He might have changed before, he could have a way to help it."

Vegeta was still locked in his room, as he had been for a few hours now. Before him was the compilation of both his and Sayomi's research on Viral. Every detail, from blood work to genetic mapping, observational writings and interviews even, it was all there. Obviously something was wrong, one didn't need all this data to see that. One only had to look at the Beastman to witness that, it wasn't difficult. What was challenging however was finding the reasons for why something was wrong, and pinpointing precisely what that issue was. Nothing that they had gathered suggested any obvious issues, no matter how much he poured over it all. Sighing softly Vegeta lowered his head, closing his eyes as he ran a hand through his peaked hair. The answer had to be in here somewhere, he just wasn't seeing it. Some tiny discrepancy, some hint, it just had to be here. Unless they somehow physically delved into Viral's mind they couldn't get any more information, what he had held the key... Somewhere.

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Never before had Takeshi so quickly gone from feeling prideful, to nearly soiling his pants. Having Viral suddenly hold his cleaver mere centimeters from his throat was definitely a bit unsettling, and he couldn't do a thing about it. The entire time the blade was held near him he didn't so much as breathe, nervous that the slightest movement might get him cut. When the Beastman finally pulled back and lowered his weapon the Saiyan smiled uneasily, one hand going up and rubbing his throat. "Eh... So was my technique okay...?" he asked, trying to play off what just happened. That was scary, why the hell did Viral have to go that far? Sheathing his blade after his friend did so, Takeshi shook his head, looking towards the door before back at Viral. "Uh... No, I think we can stop for now. I uh... Should probably go find Shu, see how his lessons are coming along and all that." And maybe go make sure he hadn't soiled himself. At least if he went to his brother there wasn't the threat of getting his throat slit, that would be nice. Letting out an uneasy chuckle Takeshi walked over to the door, opening it up and sending a curious look back in Viral's direction. "Hey... Uh... You feeling okay? You kinda seemed to zone out there for a second. Something wrong? Should I tell Vegeta?"

"I know you probably don't want to talk about it... But we need to. It's dangerous when you change, especially if you can't control yourself." There were plenty of reasons as to why that was, the least of which being Shu attacking his brother, on more than one occasion. And that was only what they were all familiar with, it may well have happened without their knowledge too. It wasn't just Takeshi in danger either, but all of them. Yumi certainly felt plenty of sympathy for Shu, he had been struggling with controlling his changes for a while now. "Look at everything else you've learned with us though. You know how to fly, how to use Ki. You've learned about all sorts of things. You don't know it, but you're really smart Shu. So if anyone can figure out how to control a change like that, it's you." Yumi just wanted to help the little Saiyan build some self esteem, he didn't come across as very confident in himself at all. Given his recent history she supposed there was reason for that, meaning they had a lot to undo before he could be helped.

Answering Shu's questions wasn't very easy, if only because Yumi knew she didn't have the right answers. She could offer her thoughts and advice, but nothing solid. "Most people aren't Saiyans though... They can't change like you can. And most Saiyans can control their power from what I've seen," she explained, smiling as she leaned over and placed an arm around the boy's shoulders. "But that doesn't mean you're worse than them. They were taught how to do all that I bet, you weren't. If we can teach you then you'll be in the same boat as the others." There had to be a way to calm Shu down, he always showed clear signs of changing whenever his power started to go rampant. The issue of changing him back while in that form wasn't as pressing, Yumi had managed to bring him back from that before, as had Takeshi. They couldn't both be around to help him all the time though, and having to rely on someone else anyways wasn't the safest route. Shu had to figure out how to do it on his own accord, however that would happen. "We don't have to find the answer right away, we'll try things," Yumi reassured, pulling Shu slightly into a hug. "You know how to suppress your energy, right? Have you ever tried doing that when you're changing?"

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Creating his own style, feh, how in the world was he supposed to do that? So many people had used swords before him there wasn't a chance in hell he could do something unique. It wasn't as if he was copying by choice, there was just nothing new for him. Even Viral had to have picked up some of his techniques from someone, no way everything he did was original. "Easier said than done, you know. I hardly know how to use a sword, how the hell am I going to know how to make up a style then? If you've got something in mind believe me, I'm all ears." Okay, so maybe he was a bit showy in his moves, but that's just how he figured he'd do things. It should be flashy, it was more fun that way, and cool. Maybe swordplay shouldn't be either of those, perhaps he wasn't focusing on the more important things. Man, why couldn't this just be straightforward? Trying to put together a unique fighting style on the fly was such a hassle, especially when you didn't even know where to begin.

"We won't be at this for an eternity, don't worry," Takeshi replied, smirking as he raised his sword again. Okay, now was the perfect time to show Viral up, he could try something entirely new. It would literally be on the fly, there would be no way the Beastman could know what he was planning. Meeting his friend's stare he waited a moment, trying to pick the perfect opportunity to move in and strike. Soon as Viral blinked he stepped forward, closing the distance and raising the sword in a false overhead slice. Before he swung down he dropped the sword, catching the handle as it flipped and holding the weapon now with the blade facing out, coming in for a horizontal cut instead. The first attack was slated to be blocked, as was the second. Yet for some peculiar reason Takeshi nearly managed to stab Viral, stopping himself just shy in surprise. "Holy crap... It actually worked..." he mumbled, staring wide eyed at where his blade sat, mere centimeters from Viral's flesh. In a flash then the Beastman retaliated, doing so in a far more aggressive manner than Takeshi had expected. Close as they were he couldn't do anything as the blade shot up for his throat, tensing and squeezing his eyes closed nervously. When no bite of metal came he opened one eye, looking down at the cleaver just hovering over his skin. Swallowing uneasily he watched as Viral backed off, lowering his own sword in a now clammy hand. A bit of sweat had formed on his face from that close shave, and with a tense smile he lifted an arm, wiping his face off on his sleeve. "Uh... How was I supposed to block that...? Did I mess up?"

Asking in such a straightforward, rigid manner wasn't getting them anywhere. Shu was getting upset and Yumi was becoming frustrated, it was best they change pace. They were awfully close, so trying to go with Vegeta's idea of objectivity was kind of stupid, she had come to realize. Instead of trying to talk to the little Saiyan as a doctor, which she wasn't, she should approach this as a friend. Moving her chair then over beside Shu's she took a seat, reaching out and patting his head gently. "There's no reason to be so nervous, I'm your friend silly," she said gently, offering a kind smile. Again she tried to ask him about the feelings, only this time in a more gentle manner. What she was told certainly was different than before, and it had her a bit worried. Little did she know she had exhibited the very same sort of thing back with Viral, only she had no recollection of that. So as it stood she wasn't quite certain what to do or say, only knowing that she had to somehow try to help.

"Maybe we need to find a way to help with you getting angry? I mean... If it's anger that makes you change, helping your anger will make it stop, probably." You didn't need some fancy degree to figure that much out. The only issue they had then was how exactly they'd solve the problem. Anger management wasn't her forte, goodness knows she could snap on occasion. Never to the degree that Shu or Takeshi did, but she had her moments. A lot of that she blamed jokingly on being surrounded by testosterone, some of it must be influencing her. Or things just annoyed her, that was more likely. Drawing her hands back and rubbing at her chin thoughtfully Yumi glanced around the room, lost in her own thoughts for a moment. Something to help with anger management... "If getting angry makes you change... What if you think about things that cheer you up?" she offered, looking at Shu, "You know... Like fruit. Or playing with Takeshi, or one of us. Or... Playing in the jungle. Maybe if you can get your mind off of why you're angry in the first place you won't change?"

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Despite it probably being the truth Takeshi still looked indignant, giving Viral an annoyed look. "I... I don't know if I looked stupid, I didn't watch myself!" T'charrl and Shu hadn't said a word on his swordplay during the fight, probably for the exact reason that people normally didn't critique him. Sometimes he took it well, but more often than not Takeshi became defensive and bothered by it. Sighing in an attempt to settle himself down, the Saiyan looked over at his friend again, giving him a confused look. "My own style...? What do you mean by that...?" That didn't make a whole ton of sense either, not until Viral elaborated. Eh, sure he'd thought about it, but it wasn't so easy. He barely knew how to wield the sword to begin with, let alone make his own style. That was exactly why he was mimicking other people, it was all he knew right now. "Become one with my blade... Yeah, you keep saying that. It's not as easy as you make it sound, you know. And it's not because I'm not giving it a shot, I'm trying like hell to figure this out."

Being called predictable ruffled Takeshi's feathers a bit, he hated being underestimated. He knew he was just learning, but damn it Viral didn't have to put him down like that. Gritting his teeth the Saiyan readied his own sword again, meeting the Beastman's gaze as he smiled tightly. "I'll prove you wrong, I don't care how long it takes. I can get this down, just you watch." So he had to try and use his own style, that was it right? Hm... So maybe if he tried something new he could get through to Viral, show him he wasn't just some lost cause. Shuffling his feet slowly Takeshi began to move to the right, his eyes never leaving Viral's. When he was roughly to the direct left of his friend he moved in, his sword held up like he was going for a high cut. With it raised up he quickly released the handle, letting it drop before snatching it up again. What had started as a high slice was now a horizontal cut, with him holding the sword now backwards so the blade stuck out to the side. He'd like to see Viral block that so easily.

Yumi felt so awkward questioning Shu like this. Vegeta had given her explicit instructions to ask about feelings, to find out what went through his mind when he changed. Sure, that might work for a trained professional, though she was anything but. Nonetheless she was doing her utmost to look the part, stiffly sitting in a proper position and asking as formally as she could. Shu might notice her eyebrow twitching in irritation, not from him of course, but due to this absurd layout they were following. It felt so impersonal, no way could it work. Shu didn't look fond of it either, being much more meek with her than he normally was. "Angry and sad...? Well... Maybe it's when you're really angry, or really sad, that makes you change?" That was the pattern she had noticed in their time together at least. Often times when Shu felt threatened, or someone close to him was hurt he would transform. It wasn't completely unlike Takeshi, only he didn't have the means to change anymore. Both brothers could get righteously angry then, and the outcomes for both were pretty unsettling.

"This whole thing is so stupid..." Yumi mumbled, sighing under her breath. Realizing she might offend Shu she looked back at him, smiling worriedly as she put her hands up, "Not what we're doing, just... The way we're doing it. Here, hang on a second." They were friends darn it, not some therapist and client. If they had to get a bit closer to figure this out then fine, they'd do it. Objectivity, or whatever the hell Vegeta had called it, that could go out the window. Lifting up her own chair she carried it across, setting it down beside Shu's. Sitting down again she smiled at him sweetly this time, placing a hand on his head and giving his hair a stroke. "We can figure this out Shu, and I'll help you do it. Don't be so nervous, it's only me," Yumi said, moving her hand and lightly tapping the young boy's nose playfully. "What does it feel like? When you change that is, do you know what's going on?"

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Takeshi knew there was going to be a bit of an uphill battle learning the sword. After all, he was competing with a master swordsman, that in of itself was a daunting obstacle. Time and time again Viral had told him it wasn't a contest, they needed to take their time to properly learn the techniques of swordplay. Everything with Takeshi was a contest though in one way or another, it helped him to work harder. He didn't even bother trying to explain that to the Beastman though, figuring he was only talking to a brick wall if he did so. Instead they continued as they were, trading blows while he was trying to learn some basics of striking. For basics they were tricky, he'd admit that. Who would have thought so much went into swordplay? This was certainly a different experience, being so far behind someone else but trying to keep up with them. It was kind of infuriating too, he couldn't match up to Viral despite trying his damnedest. Even with the Beastman only using one arm he wasn't getting anywhere, it felt like he was slamming his blade into a stone repeatedly, it just wouldn't budge.

After locking blades with Viral for a few seconds Takeshi finally relented, stepping back and sighing softly. He was going nowhere fast with this, perhaps a bit too impatient for these lessons. It was entertaining he supposed, as sparring often was for him, but when he was supposed to get something out of this it was going drearily slow. Taking a look at his own blade as Viral did he inspected it for any damage, his untrained eye not able to pick up any discrepancies. Making a face at Viral, Takeshi shook his head, pointing at the Beastman annoyed. "That's not what I meant! Sheesh, I just figured I'd have learned something by now, that's all. Instead all I'm doing is making myself look like an idiot." All it felt like he was doing was swinging his sword around and not getting anywhere, it was a bit off putting. Viral had a fair point about people getting tired, and it only served to further make him feel like a dolt. Asked then if he was getting tired Takeshi's face reddened in embarrassment, shaking his head quickly, "Of course not! It takes a lot more than this to tire me out! Just... Ugh, tell me what I'm doing wrong already. I can't get better if I don't know what I'm supposed to do. I don't get what you mean by it should feel natural, that doesn't make any sense to me."

Takeshi wasn't the only person being trained at the moment on the ship; Shu was gradually working on controlling his emotions. That was the intent at least, the instruction had only just begun and they hadn't exactly done much yet. Yumi still wasn't very clear as to why she had been asked to do this, but Vegeta had said she was the best person for the job. She'd do it, she was happy to help Shu if need be, she just wasn't quite sure how she'd go about it. Currently the pair were sitting around in the library, seeing as it was one of the more quiet places in the ship. That, and Yumi sort of figured she'd cheat and see if she could find some books on how to help Shu out. Evidently the Saiyans didn't keep a whole lot on emotional counseling, not from what she'd checked anyways. "Alright Shu, I guess we'll start by you telling me how you feel when you change," Yumi began, smiling politely. Adjusting herself in the cushioned chair she folded one leg over the other, placing her hands in her lap, trying to come across as all professional. "So, um... Yeah, let's start there! You must notice something when you're changing, some kind of emotions. What are they? Angry? Sad?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I don't know... I don't have any idea how all that love crap works," Takeshi replied, shrugging to himself. Shu made a fair point, at least he thought so, but obviously Choi and Yumi felt differently. Maybe it was just because it was a new thing for them, they might get bored or something and not spend as much time together. The two brothers had seen first hand how lonesome Kai was a result of his brother's relationship, goodness knows Kai would be glad to have his twin back. Sighing to himself, Takeshi glanced back at Shu, smiling slightly as he again shrugged. "I don't think it matters a whole ton what we want right now. They want to be with each other, so we've gotta let them. Besides... I guess it's better they're happy than upset, right? If we asked them to break up so we could spend time with Yumi or something they'd probably get upset." And that would be just plain selfish, no matter how you sliced it. The only one person who was really losing out here was Kai, everyone else had another person to spend time with. That and Kabocha, who spent most of his time it seemed helping out on the ship or with his parents. They should try hanging out, if they could stomach one another, that was.

It was a huge relief to be back at the ship, at last they could relax. The cargo inside the shuttle could wait for later, right now they had more important things to do. All three of them needed to get some kind of medical attention, preferably from the healing tanks, and without anyone knowing. After that their little team ought to be more than ready to head to the next planet, with any luck. Takeshi could certainly walk there, but whether Shu or T'charrl could as well remained to be seen. Especially T'charrl, he'd been awfully beaten up even before showing up to that fight, he had it the worst of the three of them. Opting to offer a helping hand, glad to see both his brother and friend managed to get up on their own accord. It would be slow moving, but they could definitely get to the healing rooms. Smiling tiredly the older Saiyan kept right behind the other two, ready to help either one if they needed it. Silently he was grateful they didn't, his own body hurt a bit and having to support someone else right now would be a real pain, literally. Miraculously they managed to reach one of the healing chambers undisturbed, and after disrobing they each took turns climbing inside one of the tanks, letting the machines patch them up. It didn't take long at all, and pretty soon they were all good as new. Still sore, but at least any serious wounds had been seen to.

Departure from Shaharia had happened a few hours after the trio's return, everyone was more than ready to get a move on. The goods from Servas and his men were stored away in the cargo hold, tucked away with all the other excess supplies. Takeshi still wasn't overly fond with the outcome of their first expedition, it had basically been completely pointless. Though he supposed they had done some good, at the very least they should appreciate that fact. And, if nothing else, they'd gotten a bit stronger from it. Being beaten up like that was handy to Saiyans like them, and T'charrl probably got a little bit stronger himself too. Not much, the improvement was marginal at best, but they all had benefited in some way. Yeah, so the mission wasn't a complete bust. For the rebels kind of, but not so much for them. With any luck they'd fare better on Pagonia, those people were probably just itching to pick a bone with the Saiyans. They were strong too, certainly stronger than the Shaharians were. If they were to only get one of these aliens to agree to Korian's idea then the Narbu would be the group they'd want.

Considering their fortune on Shaharia it was a safe bet that they might not be getting the warmest welcome on Pagonia. Granted they hadn't exactly done wrong by the Narbu, but they hadn't exactly helped them either. Worst case scenario they could try to use the whole saving them from the Saiyans card, but that hadn't only been them. Maybe they wouldn't have to play that, it would be nice just to have a simple yes or no and be on their way for a change. The chances of that happening were pretty slim, hence the preparation. With the time allowed to them due to traveling, everyone who might be going to the planet was getting themselves all set. For Takeshi, that meant finally enrolling in some swordplay lessons. Viral had agreed to help him with training after all, as he had Shu with his staff. Reasonably enough however their training would be separate, which made sense. A sword against a metal stick wasn't exactly going to work too well, plus the fighting styles were different. At least that's what he remembered Viral saying on the subject, or the gist of it anyways.

As metal collided with metal Takeshi gritted his teeth, trying to push past Viral's block and get a strike in. They had been sparring for a little while now, and while he was slowly picking up things he was far from efficient with a blade. He was positive the Beastman was still taking it easy on him too, the guy was still using one arm to fight with. Watching as sparks shot off from the blades grinding against one another, Takeshi pulled his sword back, stepping away a bit with it held at the ready in both hands. So... This was a bit harder than he'd thought, but it was fun too. It was different than actually attacking people with the weapon like he'd done on Shaharia, that he hadn't been much a fan of. Doing this though, trading blows and practicing, this was fun. "Heh... You know... You could let me get in a sympathy hit? Make it seem like I'm improving," he joked, breathing deeply from the rigor of training. "How are you not tired yet?"