"Of course I haven't considered using your energy, I was simply explaining that it wasn't even remotely viable. Don't be absurd, I'd never use your energy, certainly not for something like that." Vegeta had looked into Viral's energy as an energy source, but merely out of curiosity, a whim really. He had never once truly considered it, that would be absurd. The Beastman was a living thing, not some battery. When a battery ran out of energy you could recharge it, or simply discard it and get a new one. When a being used every ounce of their energy they had this peculiar tendency to fall over dead. Not something he was keen on making Viral do. His work was striving for quite the opposite, doing something like that would be contrary to his efforts. Leading his friend to one of the beds, Vegeta carefully got Viral settled onto one, positioning him as comfortably as could be on the slightly too small platform. "Half the things I've thought of concerning you would probably make you sick. I'd never do any of it, but the mind has a tendency to consider all sorts of possibilities, good and bad. You can't say you've never thought of doing something that was so obviously wrong, yet it came to mind anyways."
To try and quell some of Viral's concerns, Vegeta opened up a little. Sharing how he was doing all of this work for Viral's sake, and how he only wanted to help, he hoped it might put some tensions to rest. Instead his words were pretty much disregarded in their entirety, leaving him looking like a fool. Sighing under his breath he wheeled the bed close to the desk where his work was still sitting, leaving it just at the side. Though they were supposed to be getting to work he couldn't help but bring up food, feeling a bit hungry himself. It was a bit of a rude suggestion to make however considering Viral's state, and how food effected him in the past. "You're right, I apologize. That was my stomach talking, not me," Vegeta joked lightly, moving around to his chair. "And no, I can wait a bit longer to eat. As I said, my priority is helping you. If in doing so I put off a meal by an extra hour then so be it, I can certainly handle at least that much." Now, the first approach to their testing, what should it be? Not particularly fond of anything involving surgery, and not having the drive for genetic mapping just yet, Vegeta figured they'd begin with a therapeutic approach. Settling in his seat he leaned back in his chair a little, folding his arms over his chest casually. "I know you said it was hazy before, but I need you to try and recall what happened when you changed. Does anything at all come to mind?"
"Eh... It doesn't matter how often it happens. When it does happen it's bad. All the more reason to figure it out and help you get better sooner, right?" Takeshi asked, smiling, "Besides, you worry about it a ton, don't you? I've heard you talk in your sleep before, apologizing for hurting people and being afraid of something. I'd be willing to bet you worry about turning into that Oozaru of yours, even in your dreams." Shu was just too nice a person to hurt someone, or potentially kill them. That had to be what really scared him above all else, the fact he had it in him to do that kind of damage. For his older brother it wasn't as big an issue, though he did try to avoid killing people now. Slinging an arm around Shu's shoulder, minding his injured hand, Takeshi grinned down at his sibling. "Tell you what. I'll ask for advice from Yumi and Vegeta, and I'll even find some books. Since they're busy I'll be the one to help you. Yumi can still help when she's got time, but we're always together. Might as well do something helpful, you know?" And really, who knew Shu better than him? They spent more time with one another than anyone else, they could nearly do what Kai and Choi did, that telepathy business, without even thinking or speaking. They just knew one another, so it was fitting that he be the one to help the little guy out.
Shu wasn't the only person that Takeshi felt like lending a hand. He had this peculiar desire to aid Haku as well, help the kid find his place in their group too. By his logic he and the new boy were similar, both had or were having a tough time getting along with people. Neither wanted anything to do with others and felt that those around them reciprocated those feelings. If he was wrong then he'd eat his boot, but Takeshi was pretty damn certain he wasn't off the mark. "How's he going to buy you food? And where? We're on a ship in the middle of space silly," Takeshi said, rolling his eyes. "And back then, I bought the food because I was curious about you. I wanted to know how some little squirt had managed to beat me. I do it now because I like to, but back then I didn't really care about you honestly. And I'm kind of thinking that Haku will be the same way if we give him a chance." It was the least they could do, they dragged him here. "Yeah, we'll go to T'charrl after if we don't find him. Though I'm going to guess Haku is in his room where he always is. Call it a hunch."
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Vegeta did wish he could offer a concrete answer to Viral, but anything he said otherwise would be a lie. The technology he was using for his invention was new, it had never been tested until now. As with any new work there were bound to be initial kinks and unexpected variables, that was a given. The fact that it had drained Viral's energy even was a success, regardless of the fact it had taken a bit too much. Some adjustments here and there should solve that dilemma, albeit he hoped they would never need it again after this. "With all due respect, Viral, the engines we have output more power than you ever could," he replied, "Just not the same kind. It would be a moot point, stealing your energy for such a purpose. And before you get offended, none of us could remotely power it, even together. The technology running this ship of ours is really something else. Sub-atomic fusion creating nuclear reactions... Fission, cold fusion, whatever you want to think of it as. A compact, highly dense battery of sorts making near limitless, steady power. It's really something of a wonder." Ah, but there he was rambling on about technology, again. He really ought to learn to put a clamp on himself. Admonishing Viral with a glance, Vegeta broke into a small smirk, stopping them as they got to the medical bay. "You won't blow up, I'm more concerned with something else blowing up, that's all."
Vegeta led Viral inside of the medical ward and directly to the nearest bed. Gingerly getting his friend onto the bed, he used his foot to undo the latches on the wheels, moving the platform freely. "Listen, whatever notion you've got of me using you as a lab rat, get rid of it now," he said, starting to wheel Viral towards the desk in the room. "I don't enjoy using something untested, let alone on a friend like you. And I certainly don't revel in seeing you in such a state. Believe me when I say I do this out of necessity, not desire. I would gain nothing from doing this for myself, this is all to help you, understand?" Everything he had been doing for quite a while now was for Viral's sake. His own guilt at being unable to help coupled with the pressure from his parents had Vegeta working around the clock trying to get the Beastman back to his old self. If Viral were to take a good look now he might just see how exhausted the Saiyan was, from the bags and rings under his eyes to his slightly paler complexion. Nonetheless he smiled as he stopped the bed, setting it just beside the desk before sitting down on top, running a hand through his hair. "Anyways... Enough of my preaching. Before we get into this, do you need anything? Water? Food? Because we could be at it a while, best to get you some kind of nutrition now."
Takeshi was fair determined to help T'charrl, even if he didn't know how. Both he and Shu shared that sentiment, and damn it all they were going to solve this thing. There was that weird ghost that had spoken to them before, T'charrl's ancestor or something like that. It had mentioned their friend having to become stronger for him to get back to normal, which seemed straightforward enough. Yet the Kaesstrian had certainly improved and still wasn't back to his regular self. Just how much more work was he going to need to put in? T'charrl and Viral weren't the only ones that needed a helping hand; Shu's anger problems were a real pressing matter. "Yumi's already helping you, yeah? And I'm going to try helping as well, whatever I can do. Hell, even if it means I gotta be at your side all the time to stop you then that's what I'll do."
With everyone else getting help Takeshi couldn't help but feel like they were leaving someone out. Haku was still being neglected and essentially shunned, treated like any other Saiyan enemy. The only issue with that was he wasn't the same as an Elite, or even a regular soldier. He was just some kid, following orders and being cast out for being deemed a failure. In some ways, Takeshi realized, they were alike. It had been through others that he eventually changed and had become nice... Or less of a jerk, anyways. If it worked for him then it could well work for Haku as well. "Hey, I thought you were pretty funny looking at first too, you know," Takeshi said, smiling amused, "Don't remember the things I used to say? I teased you all the time, like he does. But look at us now, yeah?" He could change, anyone could with enough effort. Since the other boy was with them now it made more sense to make him an ally than keep him at arm's length as an enemy too, that was just a waste of manpower. Preaching and being all soft was never quite his thing, and par for the course he got a bit worried someone would hear, unreasonably concerned. Pinching Shu's nose he threatened his brother in the lightest way possible, smiling when he agreed not to tell. "Good. We'll try with Haku, alright? If he won't come around then fine, we'll leave him alone. But I think we should at least try."
Vegeta led Viral inside of the medical ward and directly to the nearest bed. Gingerly getting his friend onto the bed, he used his foot to undo the latches on the wheels, moving the platform freely. "Listen, whatever notion you've got of me using you as a lab rat, get rid of it now," he said, starting to wheel Viral towards the desk in the room. "I don't enjoy using something untested, let alone on a friend like you. And I certainly don't revel in seeing you in such a state. Believe me when I say I do this out of necessity, not desire. I would gain nothing from doing this for myself, this is all to help you, understand?" Everything he had been doing for quite a while now was for Viral's sake. His own guilt at being unable to help coupled with the pressure from his parents had Vegeta working around the clock trying to get the Beastman back to his old self. If Viral were to take a good look now he might just see how exhausted the Saiyan was, from the bags and rings under his eyes to his slightly paler complexion. Nonetheless he smiled as he stopped the bed, setting it just beside the desk before sitting down on top, running a hand through his hair. "Anyways... Enough of my preaching. Before we get into this, do you need anything? Water? Food? Because we could be at it a while, best to get you some kind of nutrition now."
Takeshi was fair determined to help T'charrl, even if he didn't know how. Both he and Shu shared that sentiment, and damn it all they were going to solve this thing. There was that weird ghost that had spoken to them before, T'charrl's ancestor or something like that. It had mentioned their friend having to become stronger for him to get back to normal, which seemed straightforward enough. Yet the Kaesstrian had certainly improved and still wasn't back to his regular self. Just how much more work was he going to need to put in? T'charrl and Viral weren't the only ones that needed a helping hand; Shu's anger problems were a real pressing matter. "Yumi's already helping you, yeah? And I'm going to try helping as well, whatever I can do. Hell, even if it means I gotta be at your side all the time to stop you then that's what I'll do."
With everyone else getting help Takeshi couldn't help but feel like they were leaving someone out. Haku was still being neglected and essentially shunned, treated like any other Saiyan enemy. The only issue with that was he wasn't the same as an Elite, or even a regular soldier. He was just some kid, following orders and being cast out for being deemed a failure. In some ways, Takeshi realized, they were alike. It had been through others that he eventually changed and had become nice... Or less of a jerk, anyways. If it worked for him then it could well work for Haku as well. "Hey, I thought you were pretty funny looking at first too, you know," Takeshi said, smiling amused, "Don't remember the things I used to say? I teased you all the time, like he does. But look at us now, yeah?" He could change, anyone could with enough effort. Since the other boy was with them now it made more sense to make him an ally than keep him at arm's length as an enemy too, that was just a waste of manpower. Preaching and being all soft was never quite his thing, and par for the course he got a bit worried someone would hear, unreasonably concerned. Pinching Shu's nose he threatened his brother in the lightest way possible, smiling when he agreed not to tell. "Good. We'll try with Haku, alright? If he won't come around then fine, we'll leave him alone. But I think we should at least try."
"That's not true, I know how to start. I know several ways how to begin working," Vegeta retorted, smiling slightly, "I just don't know what the correct approach is yet. I could end up going through several iterations of tests before I figure out exactly what we're looking for." There were multiple different fields that needed to be explored, and variables which had to be accounted for. Needless to say it was going to be a lot of data crunching, all the while Viral would have to sit tight and endure it. "Of course I know how to return your energy... In theory. This is the trail run for my invention, but it should work how I designed it to. Have a little faith in my work won't you? I sort of invent things for a living after all. To give you something tangible though... My calculations before coming out to use it was roughly 85% chance of success. So there is a minute chance I won't be able to return your energy, but even if that's the case we can easily replenish it other ways." Not that Viral would need terribly much in the way of power while laying down on a hospital bed. He was just as well off with what he had now, albeit a bit more might make him feel better in general. "The ward is just up ahead. When I get you laid down we'll try undoing the device and transferring some power back, okay? Not all, some."
Hopefully T'charrl wasn't going to bent out of shape at being left behind. There was legitimately no way he could have come along, but that wouldn't save him from feeling left out. If anything it may have made things worse, knowing he had to remain in the ship. With any luck he'd made use of that time though, perhaps training his language skills with Vegeta, or working on controlling his power a bit better. On top of Viral struggling with his own strength the Kaesstrian had the same issues, and neither had a clear solution. Takeshi felt pretty bad for Vegeta in that regard, it was basically down to him to figure out what was wrong with them, the was the only one really with the brains to do so. Giving Shu a smile he shrugged his shoulders, moving to put his hands in his pockets but again stopping, letting his arms hang at his sides instead. "We'll figure it out. There's a whole lot of us working on it, yeah? With all of our brains chipping away it's only a matter of time until someone has a breakthrough. It can't be all that hard, we're just missing something." There Shu went again, being all dopy and making monkey noises. When teased again about being frightened by their friend he only stuck out his tongue, huffing as he turned his head away. He was only uneasy when T'charrl was big and really misshapen, how he was now didn't cause any problems.
"Yeah... He's not that nice. Kind of a pain in the ass really," Takeshi agreed, referring to Haku. "But we should give him a chance and all. It's not really fair to treat him like a prisoner, even after what he did to us. He's just a kid, like you and me." In fact he wasn't even sure how old the other boy was, they had never asked. Probably Shu's age, if not a bit younger. It was a far cry from the usual adult Elites they had to contend with, those guys were real jerks. "I don't know... I guess he kinda reminds me of myself in a way. He doesn't get along with anyone, no one wants him around, people seem to hate him. I mean he got kicked off of Kortal by our father basically, he can't go home now. That's got to suck, you know? And the way I see it, I was a real jerk before I met you, then I warmed up a bit. Maybe if we give him a chance he'll come around too." When he and Shu were supposed to be these great warriors, carrying on the legacy of Goku and the likes in protecting people, they couldn't well ostracize someone. Even if Takeshi was begrudgingly giving this idea he felt in part it was the right thing to do. "Hey... Don't be telling anyone about this. I don't want them thinking I'm going all soft and want to stick up for the new guy," Takeshi said, reaching over and carefully pinching Shu's nose between his fingers, "Or I'll give you a wedgie."
Hopefully T'charrl wasn't going to bent out of shape at being left behind. There was legitimately no way he could have come along, but that wouldn't save him from feeling left out. If anything it may have made things worse, knowing he had to remain in the ship. With any luck he'd made use of that time though, perhaps training his language skills with Vegeta, or working on controlling his power a bit better. On top of Viral struggling with his own strength the Kaesstrian had the same issues, and neither had a clear solution. Takeshi felt pretty bad for Vegeta in that regard, it was basically down to him to figure out what was wrong with them, the was the only one really with the brains to do so. Giving Shu a smile he shrugged his shoulders, moving to put his hands in his pockets but again stopping, letting his arms hang at his sides instead. "We'll figure it out. There's a whole lot of us working on it, yeah? With all of our brains chipping away it's only a matter of time until someone has a breakthrough. It can't be all that hard, we're just missing something." There Shu went again, being all dopy and making monkey noises. When teased again about being frightened by their friend he only stuck out his tongue, huffing as he turned his head away. He was only uneasy when T'charrl was big and really misshapen, how he was now didn't cause any problems.
"Yeah... He's not that nice. Kind of a pain in the ass really," Takeshi agreed, referring to Haku. "But we should give him a chance and all. It's not really fair to treat him like a prisoner, even after what he did to us. He's just a kid, like you and me." In fact he wasn't even sure how old the other boy was, they had never asked. Probably Shu's age, if not a bit younger. It was a far cry from the usual adult Elites they had to contend with, those guys were real jerks. "I don't know... I guess he kinda reminds me of myself in a way. He doesn't get along with anyone, no one wants him around, people seem to hate him. I mean he got kicked off of Kortal by our father basically, he can't go home now. That's got to suck, you know? And the way I see it, I was a real jerk before I met you, then I warmed up a bit. Maybe if we give him a chance he'll come around too." When he and Shu were supposed to be these great warriors, carrying on the legacy of Goku and the likes in protecting people, they couldn't well ostracize someone. Even if Takeshi was begrudgingly giving this idea he felt in part it was the right thing to do. "Hey... Don't be telling anyone about this. I don't want them thinking I'm going all soft and want to stick up for the new guy," Takeshi said, reaching over and carefully pinching Shu's nose between his fingers, "Or I'll give you a wedgie."
Carrying Viral like this had to be demeaning for him, taking a big hit to his pride to be dragged about. Vegeta didn't want to give him his energy back, not just yet. Once the medical ward was secured and there was no chance of the Beastman hurting anyone then he'd give some of it back, not all. And that was provided he could get the release to work properly on his device. "Diseased, no. I'm just trying to be urgent about this. We don't know exactly what is wrong or what's happening, and letting it sit and progress could be bad. I'd rather nip this in the bud now than let it linger and potentially cause more problems later on for you." It would be an awful lot of work, trying to uncover precisely what was wrong with Viral. Numerous tests would need to be run, examinations carried out and results would be poured over meticulously to find any hints. For all Vegeta knew this could be a new development entirely, seeing as the mixed-transformation was an entirely new anomaly. Then again it didn't make much sense that it would just occur out of nowhere. More reasonable then was it had built up, gradually getting to this point. "You'll get energy back, don't worry. Not all, but certainly enough to be mobile. Once I can confirm that it won't cause you to change again I'll give the rest back."
Takeshi was fair sick of being told what to do for the day, but being asked to see T'charrl was hardly an order. He was their friend after all, they didn't need an order to stop by and pay a visit. Getting his hands healed was just an excuse to go there, it could be done just as easily by the doctor, or even himself if need be. Waving Yumi off he exited the shuttle, stretching as he made his way to the doors. They would be making their next stop in their recruitment run, wherever that was. Kaesstra was technically their third place to go but he didn't see them doing it just yet, and neither did Shu. "I know we haven't, and that's the problem. We made a promise to his mother we'd help him control his power, right? So we'll do that next. Besides, she's really scary when she's mad..." The Queen was just another of those women who for whatever reason saw fit to hit him every time he was around. Takeshi swore up and down he didn't do anything wrong at least 90% of the time, but that didn't stop them. "I-I am NOT scared of him!" the older boy said hastily, blushing as he narrowed his eyes at Shu. "Surprised, maybe, but I'm not s-scared! He's just T'charrl, the same old Kaesstrian we met back on his planet. Little... Not big, buggy T'charrl..." With the frothing mouth, long, whipping tongue, bulgy eyes. Takeshi couldn't help himself from shuddering, frowning at the image of their friend back on Earth. Speaking of that instance... "Hey... Figure we should go find that Haku kid too? I wonder what he's been doing."
Takeshi was fair sick of being told what to do for the day, but being asked to see T'charrl was hardly an order. He was their friend after all, they didn't need an order to stop by and pay a visit. Getting his hands healed was just an excuse to go there, it could be done just as easily by the doctor, or even himself if need be. Waving Yumi off he exited the shuttle, stretching as he made his way to the doors. They would be making their next stop in their recruitment run, wherever that was. Kaesstra was technically their third place to go but he didn't see them doing it just yet, and neither did Shu. "I know we haven't, and that's the problem. We made a promise to his mother we'd help him control his power, right? So we'll do that next. Besides, she's really scary when she's mad..." The Queen was just another of those women who for whatever reason saw fit to hit him every time he was around. Takeshi swore up and down he didn't do anything wrong at least 90% of the time, but that didn't stop them. "I-I am NOT scared of him!" the older boy said hastily, blushing as he narrowed his eyes at Shu. "Surprised, maybe, but I'm not s-scared! He's just T'charrl, the same old Kaesstrian we met back on his planet. Little... Not big, buggy T'charrl..." With the frothing mouth, long, whipping tongue, bulgy eyes. Takeshi couldn't help himself from shuddering, frowning at the image of their friend back on Earth. Speaking of that instance... "Hey... Figure we should go find that Haku kid too? I wonder what he's been doing."
"Finding Namek can wait, we've got to see to you first, Viral," Vegeta interjected, "And I don't imagine you're attuned to the Namekian Dragonballs, so chances are that won't work. We can try for what it's worth, but I'll be astonished if you can locate them." The only reason the Beastman could find Earth's Dragonballs was because his energy was in sync with it. That was, his own power was similar enough to that of the Dragonballs that he could locate them, much as Ki users located one another. It had begged the question before if Viral's power could possibly be that of a Namekian, but his and Dende's were entirely different. Something in between perhaps, who knew. That was one mystery Vegeta didn't think he'd figure out until his father was around to answer. "At any rate, let's focus on getting you seen to. I don't want to wait and possibly let this fester." There was no way of knowing if things could progress to a worse state or not, it was better to be safe than sorry. That meant getting directly to the ward where Viral could be put in a controlled environment, and perhaps slowly given some of his energy back. Either that or they could use some stored UV energy and let him bask in it like an artificial sun, that might work. Safer than releasing the power stored in the device, most likely. "In the meantime, Yumi? Can you go ahead and tell the bridge we're set to go? They know what to do, I just need someone to fill them in and help sort our next destination."
"Yeah, sure thing. Just be sure to take care of Viral, okay?" She was all worried over her friend right now, there was quite a lot troubling him. With him it was never just a physical issue, but also a mental and emotional one as well. What they saw on the surface was a fraction of what was truly going on and she shuddered to think what might be happening inside. Though, she did have a knack for picking up on when people were tense and at the moment Viral wasn't strung up. Tired yes, you didn't need to be empathetic to pick that much up. Wary too, or exhausted, in more way than one. Vegeta and Viral took their leave then, with the former having to support the Beastman as they slowly walked out the shuttle, and then out of the hangar. They would be okay, they just needed time to sort this out. Smiling to herself she nodded her head, turning then to the two brothers. "You two should go get washed up, take a break, you earned it." Yumi glanced down at Takeshi's red hands, pursing her lips as she wondered what to do about those. "And maybe go say hi to T'charrl while you're at it. Goodness knows he's lonely, and your hands need some attention," she added, smiling as she started out of the shuttle as well, "Be good you two! I'll see you for dinner!"
Now it was just him and Shu in the hangar, standing there in their snow gear, or what was left of it. Now that they were inside of a heated ship this was certainly too much clothing for anyone to have on, it was like a sauna. "Alright then, looks like we're going to see T'charrl for a bit!" Takeshi chimed, smiling as he went to their pile of clothing, scooping it up in his arms. "You can tell him all about what went on while he heals my hands, then the three of us can get a bite to eat, how's that for a plan?" A nice steaming some pork and noodles sounded delicious right about now. Maybe some barbeque sauce, some vegetables, that would hit the spot. A far cry from Shu's beloved fruit but he was sure the little guy would enjoy it nonetheless. Taking a step out of the shuttle he lifted his arms up, stretching them over his head tiredly. "Man... What a trip this has been. First a desert, then some snowy, icy place. Kaesstra is going to be a paradise after all this, you know? I can't wait for some warm, normal weather for a change. Maybe some nice rain even."
"Yeah, sure thing. Just be sure to take care of Viral, okay?" She was all worried over her friend right now, there was quite a lot troubling him. With him it was never just a physical issue, but also a mental and emotional one as well. What they saw on the surface was a fraction of what was truly going on and she shuddered to think what might be happening inside. Though, she did have a knack for picking up on when people were tense and at the moment Viral wasn't strung up. Tired yes, you didn't need to be empathetic to pick that much up. Wary too, or exhausted, in more way than one. Vegeta and Viral took their leave then, with the former having to support the Beastman as they slowly walked out the shuttle, and then out of the hangar. They would be okay, they just needed time to sort this out. Smiling to herself she nodded her head, turning then to the two brothers. "You two should go get washed up, take a break, you earned it." Yumi glanced down at Takeshi's red hands, pursing her lips as she wondered what to do about those. "And maybe go say hi to T'charrl while you're at it. Goodness knows he's lonely, and your hands need some attention," she added, smiling as she started out of the shuttle as well, "Be good you two! I'll see you for dinner!"
Now it was just him and Shu in the hangar, standing there in their snow gear, or what was left of it. Now that they were inside of a heated ship this was certainly too much clothing for anyone to have on, it was like a sauna. "Alright then, looks like we're going to see T'charrl for a bit!" Takeshi chimed, smiling as he went to their pile of clothing, scooping it up in his arms. "You can tell him all about what went on while he heals my hands, then the three of us can get a bite to eat, how's that for a plan?" A nice steaming some pork and noodles sounded delicious right about now. Maybe some barbeque sauce, some vegetables, that would hit the spot. A far cry from Shu's beloved fruit but he was sure the little guy would enjoy it nonetheless. Taking a step out of the shuttle he lifted his arms up, stretching them over his head tiredly. "Man... What a trip this has been. First a desert, then some snowy, icy place. Kaesstra is going to be a paradise after all this, you know? I can't wait for some warm, normal weather for a change. Maybe some nice rain even."
Takeshi felt a bit like messing with Shu, if only to entertain himself. The little guy might have had fun with that but he sure didn't, this trip was just one big pain after another. They had been successful in their mission though, he took some sort of satisfaction in that. Not getting to fight and being burned in such a bothersome manner had made it less fulfilling than he'd have liked, albeit after the fact complaining was fair useless. "I don't know if everything is fun. There's loads of things I can think of that aren't fun," he pointed out, smirking as he began to meticulously undo Shu's extra clothes. After this a nice meal and a nap were in order, he felt. Soon as they woke up they could play or whatever it was Shu was wanting to do, Takeshi didn't mind too much. So long as they got training in at some point in the day he was content, the rest of their time could be filled to his sibling's pleasure. With both of them undressed to just the minimum, Takeshi placed it all in a haphazard pile on the floor, using the back of his hand to rub at his nose, sniffling as it was becoming a bit runny. "Huh? Yeah, I miss Earth. It's not nearly as cold as this place was," he answered, "And I don't really miss the calm. It's nice, but it gets boring, you know? I'd rather be doing stuff like this, without freezing anyways."
Pagonia was over and done with surprisingly quick, meaning they could move on to their next venture. Far as Takeshi could recall they were supposed to stop by Kaesstra next and try enlisting some of T'charrl's people. All fine and good, if their friend had changed back. A promise had been made to help T'charrl get his power under control by the time he went home and thus far they hadn't fulfilled that. Some friends they would be if they couldn't keep that, so putting off Kaesstra for a while was their best bet. There was always Namek too, wherever that was. Wishing back Vegeta's parents or something along those lines, if he remembered right. The only issue there was no one knew where the planet was, not even Vegeta. But... There might be just a way yet to figure it out. Viral could detect Dragonballs, couldn't he? What about Namekian ones? "I was thinking about why we're going there, for the wish and all," Takeshi explained, "And... I figured you can detect Dragonballs on Earth, so maybe you can detect theirs too, yeah? That might be our ticket for finding that planet." If that didn't pan out then they would have to dig around a bit and ask, someone was bound to know.
Wherever they were heading next mattered little to Vegeta right now. His primary focus was getting Viral into the care ward and trying to figure out the issue with him. They had made so much headway in his transformations already, he'd mastered the feline form of his. Now the three forms were rampant and he was stuck in mid-change, what a bothersome turn of events. Settling down the shuttle in the hangar upon arrival he made certain it was properly shut down, sighing as he got up out of his seat. Another couple of near-sleepless days laid ahead of him no doubt, and probably at least a week or two of research to solve Viral's latest ailment. Stepping into the hold of the shuttle he glanced over at Viral, reaching down and patting his arm. "Hey, you're coming with me, alright? We're getting right to work, I want to get you back on your feet as soon as possible." No doubt he was tired, but that was of little significance right now. He could always sleep while laid up in the medical ward anyways, though those beds were scarcely as comfortable as the ones in a bedroom. "I've got him for now, Yumi. Mind going to the bridge and telling the crew we're good to take off?" he added, leaning down to help Viral to his feet.
Pagonia was over and done with surprisingly quick, meaning they could move on to their next venture. Far as Takeshi could recall they were supposed to stop by Kaesstra next and try enlisting some of T'charrl's people. All fine and good, if their friend had changed back. A promise had been made to help T'charrl get his power under control by the time he went home and thus far they hadn't fulfilled that. Some friends they would be if they couldn't keep that, so putting off Kaesstra for a while was their best bet. There was always Namek too, wherever that was. Wishing back Vegeta's parents or something along those lines, if he remembered right. The only issue there was no one knew where the planet was, not even Vegeta. But... There might be just a way yet to figure it out. Viral could detect Dragonballs, couldn't he? What about Namekian ones? "I was thinking about why we're going there, for the wish and all," Takeshi explained, "And... I figured you can detect Dragonballs on Earth, so maybe you can detect theirs too, yeah? That might be our ticket for finding that planet." If that didn't pan out then they would have to dig around a bit and ask, someone was bound to know.
Wherever they were heading next mattered little to Vegeta right now. His primary focus was getting Viral into the care ward and trying to figure out the issue with him. They had made so much headway in his transformations already, he'd mastered the feline form of his. Now the three forms were rampant and he was stuck in mid-change, what a bothersome turn of events. Settling down the shuttle in the hangar upon arrival he made certain it was properly shut down, sighing as he got up out of his seat. Another couple of near-sleepless days laid ahead of him no doubt, and probably at least a week or two of research to solve Viral's latest ailment. Stepping into the hold of the shuttle he glanced over at Viral, reaching down and patting his arm. "Hey, you're coming with me, alright? We're getting right to work, I want to get you back on your feet as soon as possible." No doubt he was tired, but that was of little significance right now. He could always sleep while laid up in the medical ward anyways, though those beds were scarcely as comfortable as the ones in a bedroom. "I've got him for now, Yumi. Mind going to the bridge and telling the crew we're good to take off?" he added, leaning down to help Viral to his feet.
Vegeta didn't mean to be so negative, but that was the truth of the situation. There were too many unknowns and questions to guarantee anything, regardless of what the others were saying. He would give it his best, use every braincell he had in order to solve the problem. Takeshi had done as he was asked and brought the shuttle, saving them quite the headache of having to walk back. Just as well too, Viral was barely making it out to the ship where it was now, never mind having to walk to it. With Takeshi whining about his hands being in discomfort he opted to fly, preferring to have the bit of time alone just to think. He had to have overlooked something in his research, the answer to this dilemma had to be somewhere in his work. Finding Takeshi still behind the controls he motioned for the other boy to move, taking his spot at the controls once they were open up. "We're going to move a bit quick, so everyone settle in. I want to get back as soon as we can."
Takeshi was more than fine with taking a seat, he wasn't overly picky about flying. Besides, he wanted to take a minute to speak with Viral anyways, about something serious for a change. Finding a spot beside Shu he settled down, leaning back lazily and closing his eyes. Now that they were out of the cold he saw no reason to keep on all of his gear, so one by one he began to unzip and take off layers until he only had on his snow pants and his thermal longsleeve shirt. Shu probably wanted to get out of his as well, so turning he smiled amused, pulling the hat down over his sibling's eyes playfully. "Only you could enjoy being in the freezing cold, you twerp. You think everything is fun," he joked, lifting the hat up and off of Shu's head. Gingerly manipulating the zipper he undid his jacket next, helping him slide out of it. Setting that aside he then lifted his undershirt off so Shu too was just in his snowpants and thermal. "We can play in the snow back on Earth, it's not nearly as cold there. Plus we can make snowcones!"
Before he got carried away with future plans he really did want to talk with Viral. Though seeing how much trouble Viral was having even speaking it would probably be mostly him talking and his friend listening. Feeling the ship jostle as it rose up into the air, Takeshi glanced across the hold at the Beastman. "Hey... I've been meaning to ask you something... You can sense Dragonballs, yeah? The ones on Earth I mean. So would you be able to sense them on Namek too?" After all they were the same thing, basically. To him it made sense that they would feel the same to someone, regardless of where they were made. Leaning forward in his spot with his arms laid over his knees he smiled hopefully, "Can you sense Namek then? I know it's probably a far way away, but could we find it by following the Dragonballs? That would sure as hell make our job easier. Uh, obviously I don't mean you have to do it right now too, you know? Get better first, that's more important."
Takeshi was more than fine with taking a seat, he wasn't overly picky about flying. Besides, he wanted to take a minute to speak with Viral anyways, about something serious for a change. Finding a spot beside Shu he settled down, leaning back lazily and closing his eyes. Now that they were out of the cold he saw no reason to keep on all of his gear, so one by one he began to unzip and take off layers until he only had on his snow pants and his thermal longsleeve shirt. Shu probably wanted to get out of his as well, so turning he smiled amused, pulling the hat down over his sibling's eyes playfully. "Only you could enjoy being in the freezing cold, you twerp. You think everything is fun," he joked, lifting the hat up and off of Shu's head. Gingerly manipulating the zipper he undid his jacket next, helping him slide out of it. Setting that aside he then lifted his undershirt off so Shu too was just in his snowpants and thermal. "We can play in the snow back on Earth, it's not nearly as cold there. Plus we can make snowcones!"
Before he got carried away with future plans he really did want to talk with Viral. Though seeing how much trouble Viral was having even speaking it would probably be mostly him talking and his friend listening. Feeling the ship jostle as it rose up into the air, Takeshi glanced across the hold at the Beastman. "Hey... I've been meaning to ask you something... You can sense Dragonballs, yeah? The ones on Earth I mean. So would you be able to sense them on Namek too?" After all they were the same thing, basically. To him it made sense that they would feel the same to someone, regardless of where they were made. Leaning forward in his spot with his arms laid over his knees he smiled hopefully, "Can you sense Namek then? I know it's probably a far way away, but could we find it by following the Dragonballs? That would sure as hell make our job easier. Uh, obviously I don't mean you have to do it right now too, you know? Get better first, that's more important."
Poor Viral, it was just one thing after another with him. He and Vegeta had made so much progress in training, enough so that he had near mastered one of his forms. Just as that had happened he had to have this mess, and goodness knows what the ramifications if it were. Yumi had faith in her friends that they would get this sorted out, but she knew too it wouldn't be easy. "It's going to work out though. Just because Vegeta doesn't know right now doesn't mean he won't figure it out," she said, trying to be reassuring. Nodding in compliance she carefully slung one of Viral's arms over her shoulders, helping the Beastman back up to his feet. Thankfully Takeshi had been quick about getting the ship, the sooner they got out of here the quicker they could start helping Viral. Letting Vegeta get the door she started easing Viral along, not in any particular hurry to get outside. Beside them, Shu was trying to be as supportive as he could be in his own little way. Smiling gratefully she nodded her head, "Maybe you two could be. Though his tail won't be there for long, Vegeta is going to solve this problem."
"I appreciate the sentiment Yumi, but there's no guarantee that I can fix this any time soon," Vegeta said, stopping as they reached the shuttle. "I don't mean to be pessimistic, but I don't know why this happened. It could take a day, a week, or a month to figure that out. And even when I know why it happened there's still the matter of fixing it, which could take even longer still to come up with. That's just the reality of the situation." And what an abysmal reality it was. Viral could be in a state worse than before for any indiscriminate amount of time, and the problem could potentially worsen over time too. Undoing the latch for the door he moved aside to let it fall open, turning back to Viral and the others. "I'm not going to stop until I figure this out though, I swear to you that much. This has been an issue for far too long, I have to work even harder to figure this out." It just wasn't fair for Viral to suffer, he'd done plenty of that already. "When we get back I want to bring you to the medical ward, okay? There I'm going to need to draw some blood and run a few tests, all invasive. I've got some theories I want to try out."
Takeshi could just partially hear what was being discussed outside, the wind drowning out the voices a bit. From what he gathered they were getting back to helping Viral, and in more ways than just training him. This was a really persistent issue, his instability. He didn't fault his friend for it, that would be wrong. But the fact they hadn't solved it by now was a bit bothersome, they really ought to have an answer, all things considered. Hearing someone step inside he glanced back, watching as Yumi helped Viral settle down on a cot. Poor guy, his life had just been utter crap for as long as they had known him. No wonder why he was so sour all the time, anyone would be after that. While Yumi was tending to the Beastman, Vegeta was coming forward, stopping just before the seats and gesturing to the main pilot's chair. "You're flying?" Takeshi asked, shrugging his shoulders before getting out of his seat. He had no issue with that, he could sit down and relax for a bit. Heading out to the back he sat on another one of the cots, leaning back up against the wall and giving a yawn. "Ah... Well this was a fun trip, we should do it again," he said sarcastically.
"I appreciate the sentiment Yumi, but there's no guarantee that I can fix this any time soon," Vegeta said, stopping as they reached the shuttle. "I don't mean to be pessimistic, but I don't know why this happened. It could take a day, a week, or a month to figure that out. And even when I know why it happened there's still the matter of fixing it, which could take even longer still to come up with. That's just the reality of the situation." And what an abysmal reality it was. Viral could be in a state worse than before for any indiscriminate amount of time, and the problem could potentially worsen over time too. Undoing the latch for the door he moved aside to let it fall open, turning back to Viral and the others. "I'm not going to stop until I figure this out though, I swear to you that much. This has been an issue for far too long, I have to work even harder to figure this out." It just wasn't fair for Viral to suffer, he'd done plenty of that already. "When we get back I want to bring you to the medical ward, okay? There I'm going to need to draw some blood and run a few tests, all invasive. I've got some theories I want to try out."
Takeshi could just partially hear what was being discussed outside, the wind drowning out the voices a bit. From what he gathered they were getting back to helping Viral, and in more ways than just training him. This was a really persistent issue, his instability. He didn't fault his friend for it, that would be wrong. But the fact they hadn't solved it by now was a bit bothersome, they really ought to have an answer, all things considered. Hearing someone step inside he glanced back, watching as Yumi helped Viral settle down on a cot. Poor guy, his life had just been utter crap for as long as they had known him. No wonder why he was so sour all the time, anyone would be after that. While Yumi was tending to the Beastman, Vegeta was coming forward, stopping just before the seats and gesturing to the main pilot's chair. "You're flying?" Takeshi asked, shrugging his shoulders before getting out of his seat. He had no issue with that, he could sit down and relax for a bit. Heading out to the back he sat on another one of the cots, leaning back up against the wall and giving a yawn. "Ah... Well this was a fun trip, we should do it again," he said sarcastically.
What a drama club this whole day was turning into. Suto just wanted to be done with this place and leave already, fighting your dead friends really took it out of you. While he was still not fond of Kazaro he was grateful his superior had broken their bickering up, that wasn't conducive in the slightest. Goodness knows they had enough to deal with right now without being at one another's throats. Besides, this dungeon wasn't going to clear itself. Whether they liked one another or not right now they had to see this through, otherwise it was a wasted effort. And after being taunted by the game with the visuals of Yari and Kenshin there was no way in hell Suto would leave without clearing the place. Right, time to get moving then. With Nero's panic attack over they would hopefully have their heads in the game, no pun intended. Since it would only get tougher from hereon out they really needed to do their best. Beginning to walk off once more, Suto paused when Kimi came over to join him. Right, he'd forgotten they were working together. Smiling sheepishly at almost leaving her he nodded his head, "Uh, yeah! I'm always ready, you can count on that."
Ready for what, exactly? Walking? Suto was prepared for more fighting, he wanted to do something that would keep his hands, and mind, preoccupied. Seeing Yari again in any shape or form had brought about all sorts of nasty thoughts, none of which he wanted right now. The fights were far and few between unfortunately, and compared to the surprise earlier they were quite easy. To preoccupy himself Suto began reciting what little English he had learned in school, hoping for anything to keep him busy. After so long he remembered just a tiny bit, barely enough to converse with Jason if need be. Once they cleared this game they were going to have to go back to school, and he'd have to restart his English classes. Maybe a lot of the classes for that matter, not something he was looking forward to. Hm, maybe being stuck in the game wasn't half bad after all!
The ascension to the top went by quickly, and in no time at all they stood at the precipice of the boss room. As usual it was signified by grandiose doors and just an air about it that warned of danger ahead. Rushing in would be reckless of course, so as a habit everyone took a moment's reprieve, going through their items meticulously. With the exception of Suto, he had done that mostly while they walked between encounters. Now he had nothing to do while they waited, he was just a boy alone with his thoughts. Alone if you disregarded the others in the room, anyways. Where his mind was right now he certainly felt alone in spite of Kimi being nearly within arms reach of him. All of these dungeons that they were tackling, everyone had their own reasons for undertaking them. Nero enjoyed loot, Kimi probably wanted the experience and perhaps loot as well. He didn't quite know Jason or Alphard's reasoning, and Kazaro was here just as a formality as far as Suto was concerned. For himself there was only one reason that he was doing all of this. The KoB, training excessively, it was all done for one single purpose, with one goal in mind. Fitch.
Just what was his friend doing right now, he wondered? Suto dreaded to imagine it, especially because of who Fitch had wandered off with. Doku... That name was like a curse to him, he loathed the man even if he had never really met him. From what the others told him of Doku though his hate was perfectly justified, even if one of his friends hadn't been stolen away from the guy. He seriously doubted Fitch would be killing other players, it just wasn't in him. Sure he had fallen on some hard times since Yari's death, but becoming a player killer was extreme. He might not be an exemplary player any longer, but to think that Fitch would be counted among those scum was just farfetched. All of this work he was putting in now, it was going to pay off someday. The power and influence he was gaining, he'd use it to try and bring back his friend. Come hell or high water he'd do it, even if he had to beat Fitch down and drag him back. Sighing somberly Suto laid his head back against the pillar, glancing up at the cavernous ceiling. "Where are you Fitch...?" he mumbled, lowering his gaze, "What are you thinking about right now...?"
Feeling someone watching him, Suto turned his head slightly, managing to just catch Kimi gazing at him. He was fairly perceptive, she wasn't going to get by him doing that. Well, she probably had been doing it for a while, he just hadn't been paying attention. Smiling slightly he reached out, snapping his fingers in her face playfully. "What are you staring at, huh?"
Ready for what, exactly? Walking? Suto was prepared for more fighting, he wanted to do something that would keep his hands, and mind, preoccupied. Seeing Yari again in any shape or form had brought about all sorts of nasty thoughts, none of which he wanted right now. The fights were far and few between unfortunately, and compared to the surprise earlier they were quite easy. To preoccupy himself Suto began reciting what little English he had learned in school, hoping for anything to keep him busy. After so long he remembered just a tiny bit, barely enough to converse with Jason if need be. Once they cleared this game they were going to have to go back to school, and he'd have to restart his English classes. Maybe a lot of the classes for that matter, not something he was looking forward to. Hm, maybe being stuck in the game wasn't half bad after all!
The ascension to the top went by quickly, and in no time at all they stood at the precipice of the boss room. As usual it was signified by grandiose doors and just an air about it that warned of danger ahead. Rushing in would be reckless of course, so as a habit everyone took a moment's reprieve, going through their items meticulously. With the exception of Suto, he had done that mostly while they walked between encounters. Now he had nothing to do while they waited, he was just a boy alone with his thoughts. Alone if you disregarded the others in the room, anyways. Where his mind was right now he certainly felt alone in spite of Kimi being nearly within arms reach of him. All of these dungeons that they were tackling, everyone had their own reasons for undertaking them. Nero enjoyed loot, Kimi probably wanted the experience and perhaps loot as well. He didn't quite know Jason or Alphard's reasoning, and Kazaro was here just as a formality as far as Suto was concerned. For himself there was only one reason that he was doing all of this. The KoB, training excessively, it was all done for one single purpose, with one goal in mind. Fitch.
Just what was his friend doing right now, he wondered? Suto dreaded to imagine it, especially because of who Fitch had wandered off with. Doku... That name was like a curse to him, he loathed the man even if he had never really met him. From what the others told him of Doku though his hate was perfectly justified, even if one of his friends hadn't been stolen away from the guy. He seriously doubted Fitch would be killing other players, it just wasn't in him. Sure he had fallen on some hard times since Yari's death, but becoming a player killer was extreme. He might not be an exemplary player any longer, but to think that Fitch would be counted among those scum was just farfetched. All of this work he was putting in now, it was going to pay off someday. The power and influence he was gaining, he'd use it to try and bring back his friend. Come hell or high water he'd do it, even if he had to beat Fitch down and drag him back. Sighing somberly Suto laid his head back against the pillar, glancing up at the cavernous ceiling. "Where are you Fitch...?" he mumbled, lowering his gaze, "What are you thinking about right now...?"
Feeling someone watching him, Suto turned his head slightly, managing to just catch Kimi gazing at him. He was fairly perceptive, she wasn't going to get by him doing that. Well, she probably had been doing it for a while, he just hadn't been paying attention. Smiling slightly he reached out, snapping his fingers in her face playfully. "What are you staring at, huh?"
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