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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I don't know if he'll admit he was wrong, but he has been trying to help, you can't say he hasn't," Yumi rebutted, "Maybe he just doesn't want to have to keep giving you little things along the way? What if he's just trying to wait for the one big cure all? I don't think that's the way he should do it, but if that's his plan then we know at least why he's not giving you medicine constantly. I'm beginning to wonder if he should though." It wouldn't fix what was wrong with Viral, at most it would mask it. But at least with masking the issues it meant there was no pain, no risk of him going rampant and the Beastman's mood might even improve then. She almost wanted to point out what she was doing was that 'little assistance', but if Viral had said such a thing then maybe he didn't consider it that way. "If you keep feeling like this because he won't help then I might just punch him," Yumi said, smiling as he threw a punch playfully before sighing, "I won't get anyone else wrapped up in this, I don't want to pester the others, and I know you don't want me to either. If you really think you need the medicine though, and I mean really need it then I'll go make Vegeta give it to me. I'll tell him that I'll be with you so you can't overdose or anything like that, and that should make him relax a bit." A bonus of her having the medicine too was that Viral's and her own room were close, much closer than Vegeta's was. It would be a very short walk if the Beastman should need some pills, he could probably even just call down the hall and he would be heard.

For someone who was being told he was good at speaking Takeshi was quickly running out of ways to put this. There were just so many darn questions about what was going on and what he was saying that he had no idea how to explain even half of it. Scratching at his head he glanced up at T'charrl, smiling slightly before nodding his head. "Well yeah, we wave and all, or do a thumbs up," he explained, showing the latter before noting T'charrl's claws, "But uh... I don't know how well you can do that, so maybe just waving. I guess there are ways to talk without words when you put it that way, but a lot of it is kind of... Bad." Not having always been the kindest or most polite person he knew all sorts of things, particularly gestures that were rude, crude or plain threatening. He kept those to himself even around Shu, goodness knows someone that picked up so much from him would be repeating them around the others. Chuckling he rubbed at his nose, giving the Kaesstrian an amused look, "Seriously...? Okay, even I don't say 'you know' three times in a row. Hell, I think since this whole thing started you've said it more than I have."

Haku was having a blast watching this, you didn't get this sort of entertainment elsewhere. He also felt particularly happy to be there, even if it was just as someone on the sidelines. So that was what it was like to have friends huh? It seemed nice, and maybe he could even get into it if he played his cards right. Hard to think he was considering being friends with these three, even Shu, when not long ago at all he wanted to just be as much of a pain as possible. Well, he still wanted to be that to Shu, it was funny seeing him flustered, but he could moderate that if it took such a thing to befriend them. Trying to come to the defense of Takeshi he pointed out there were others to learn from, others frankly smarter than the Prince. Haku knew he got the girl's name wrong and T'charrl was quick to ask who that was, making the Saiyan sigh before tapping his foot thoughtfully. "It's the girl with the ears, basically the only girl on the whole ship? Unless one of those other aliens are girls, I can't tell..." he mumbled, shaking his head, "You know her, I know you do. And pretty bright means smart, that's what I meant to say, she's pretty smart!" Oops, was it bad saying something like that about her around these three? Even after considering that he had a lapse of judgement, moving over and nudging T'charrl in the side with his elbow, winking suggestively. "Don't you think she's kind of... Hot? I mean she's got a nice pair of- OW! HEY!" Suddenly he found his feet up off the ground, and what's worse his pants were being yanked up, digging into certain spots uncomfortably.

"Did you think Shu and I were just deaf all of a sudden?" Takeshi asked, watching as Haku flailed about before stopping, probably hurting his groin in all his fuss. Smiling amused he rolled his eyes before setting the boy down, figuring that his near squashed trophy was punishment enough. Let that be a lesson for talking about Yumi like that in their presence. Sure she was pretty, he'd give her that, but she was their friend, not some piece of meat. He was far from innocent when it came to women and knew that, but there was a difference between ogling someone who was almost like a sister and some random girl on the street. "Ignore that T'charrl, it's not important. What is important though is we gotta get you back to your old self!" The drawing hadn't worked at all so that was out, and he doubted they had any sort of pictures of the guy before he changed. The only thing left to do then was try describing T'charrl to himself, the old T'charrl. "Eh... Shu? You try. Tell T'charrl what he looked like before he changed and all that."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Reassuring Viral would be much easier if Vegeta were here as well, he was the one administering treatments after all. All she had really was empty optimism to try and keep Viral from becoming utterly forlorn and so far that didn't appear to be doing much for him. "Or emotions, if we're talking about things Vegeta doesn't get," Yumi added, smiling slightly as she shook her head. "Even if he doesn't understand it I doubt he's purposely trying to hurt you, or make things more difficult. Maybe he's just afraid of overdoing it since he doesn't know exactly how the medicine works? He's just being careful, that's all." It was easier for her to see it that way as her well being wasn't dependent on any kind of outside aid. The medicine did tend to make Viral a bit loopy but it also helped, and to her that should be reason enough for him to have it. Popping it whenever he felt down was probably a bad idea, but regular medication and some other form of therapy should do wonders. Maybe Vegeta was working on that too, trying to decide what therapy would work best for their friend. Glancing over at the Beastman she smiled knowingly, shrugging her shoulders, "I can't say if he trusts you or not, but we know where it is. And who needs a combination?" she asked, lifting one hand and balling it into a fist, "I can get inside just fine. Or... We can ask someone else for it. I'm sure we could slip one by the crew on the bridge and have them open it for us? Or me, or whoever. We can always ask someone else to go pick it up for you?"

"I don't actually talk by punching people, it's a figure of speech," Takeshi said, rubbing his face with a flustered smile, "It means I hit people to tell them to piss off or something, so don't do that, it's not good." Hey, he never claimed to be a saint, he knew some of the things he did weren't the best. There were no plans of changing most of it either as he didn't tend to get much flak from his friends, and since they were the ones he wanted to please why bother if it wasn't a problem? "And I just mean don't think you've gotta copy what other people say, you know? Make your own way of talking I guess, I don't know how it works. Besides, I gotta ask now, do you even know what half the words you say mean?" T'charrl had to, he used them the right way. Weird how their friend then had gone from stumbling to make a single sentence to become coherent in a matter of weeks. Weird and cool, it made Takeshi wonder what else they might be able to teach him. Maybe once the guy was all back to normal they could go to Earth again and introduce him to some foods and the like, show him that once he knew what they were called and all. That would come later, they were heading back to Kaesstra long before Earth, and that meant T'charrl was going to be seeing his mother again. Probably taking on some new responsibilities too considering what the Queen wanted for her son, that would be interesting.

He didn't talk all that much, did he? Takeshi wasn't so sure about that, he figured he was pretty quiet most of the time. Looking at T'charrl uncertainly he turned to Shu for his opinion, smiling as he expected his little brother to back him up. "W-What? I don't talk that much! I'm not some chattering old lady!" he said defensively, his face taking on the all familiar red hue as he folded his arms over his chest. "I'm only talking a ton because T'charrl is, it's called conversation. And gah, my fists don't actually talk, and they shouldn't either! Just... Agh, this is making my head hurt." Between trying to explain things to T'charrl and Shu thinking it was all a game he was becoming quite flustered. How did Vegeta willingly teach the Kaesstrian to speak without going nuts, and how come T'charrl hadn't picked up any of his patterns or words? Groaning he laid his face in his hands, running them back through his hair before looking between his brother and friend. "Okay, look. Maybe you two should try learning from each other a bit, right? Because you're both still learning, so you can learn together!" Takeshi explained, pausing before holding his hands up defensively, "But not all from me, try someone else."

This was really something else, watching these three go at it. It wasn't fighting like Haku was used to back with the Saiyans, people weren't getting angry or throwing fists, and there were certainly no people being quartered or even killed. This was a different change of pace and it was honestly really nice. For the bulk of the chatter he was covering his mouth with one hand, stifling laughs and snickers as he watched Takeshi get frustrated over nothing at all. It was weird seeing two Princes like this, supposed child prodigies that made even Elites worry at the notion of fighting them. Yet here they were, having a playful banter back and forth and joking around, that wasn't exactly the behavior of a dreaded foe. Grinning in amusement he lowered his hands, looking up at T'charrl, "Hey... You can always try some of the other people... You know?" he said, snickering again as he threw in those last two words, "Takeshi isn't the only person who knows how to talk on this ship, try that woman, Yuki or whatever her name is, she seems pretty. Uh... Pretty bright! Pretty bright!"

Far From Home

Maybe Kimi was going to be perfectly fine, maybe there was no reason to pull a Superman and dive after her. Suto wasn't very keen on waiting to see if she was going to be alright, a bit paranoid maybe over past events to chance it. He saw nothing inherently wrong with what he was doing here, even if Kimi were to have been fine he wasn't really inconveniencing her in anyway, so it was alright for him to pull her away. Making a leap after the smaller girl he grabbed a hold of her, trying to position her in a way to keep her from getting hurt as they fell to the ground and tumbled, rolling away some few feet before coming to a stop. Ugh, tumbling like that really stunk and left him quite dizzy. For a moment Suto's head was spinning, he hadn't a clue where he was really. After the room finally stopped turning he found out he was on the ground with a bit of extra weight on him, something he hadn't a clue where it came from at first. When he lifted his head though and found Kimi on him his face reddened up like a ripe tomato, his mouth opening and closing like a fish as he struggled to find words for their situation. Oh boy, this was awkward.

Naturally Suto was able to handle the situation he found himself in with finesse and smooth talking. Yeah right, who was he kidding? Even when Kimi had found what position she was in he was hapless, bright red and stammering like a moron in an attempt to defend himself. "I-It was an accident Kimi, h-honest, I didn't mean-" he began, gasping when he was punched in the chest, letting out a squeaky sound afterwards as his hands shot up to cover where he'd been struck. The next accusation only made his face redden even further, his head might explode if any more blood rushed up to it. "No no no, I'm not a pervert, honest! I didn't mean for this to happen!" Cringing as he expected another punch the martial artist watched warily as Kimi was plucked off of him graciously, Jason being the one to save him from a pounding as he gave the girl a potion. Not wanting to be in such a compromising position any longer Suto scrambled to his feet, smiling nervously at Kimi as he did so. She wasn't still mad about it, was she? After all he'd just tried to help her, not get into bed with her, sheesh. Judging by the scream she made before charging the boss like a wild bull yeah, she was still mad. And all that anger was probably going to be directed right back onto him. Sigh... Why did he even try being helpful sometimes?

Suto never had an opportunity to rotate back in, Kimi and Nero were quick to put the boss down at last. Of course the latter was waiting on the last hit too, in such a Nero fashion to claim the best of the spoils. Not that he particularly cared, if his guild mate got some thrill out of having more virtual spoils than everyone else fine, he could have it all. All Suto cared for at that moment was the fact the battle was over and they could get back to town. They still had made a decent sum of money through the dungeon and even more so from beating the boss, that mean it was time to have a little fun back in town. Ugh... Though come to think of it there was the routine of reporting in to KoB first, which would take goodness knows how long. In the midst of his internal grumbling he scarcely noticed Kimi come back over to him, glancing down at the finger prodding at his chest before smiling at her sheepishly. "Hey... I was just trying to help, I didn't want you getting hurt," he said defensively, "And I didn't mean to end up like that! I don't know if you've ever fallen off of a giant-sand-worm-monster-thing, but it's hard to land the right way, especially when you're holding someone!" Why couldn't he catch a break?

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There was no reason to linger in the dungeon any longer, what with having cleared it in its entirety on the way up. And using a teleport crystal in an empty dungeon was a waste so the group opted instead to walk back, saving their crystals for a real emergency. Suto personally would have preferred to have used a teleport, it would save him the danger that was Kimi. Every time they looked at one another she looked as though she might kill him, evidently still fuming over his botched save earlier. Jason was off the hook pretty much for getting in the way too so why was he being drilled? Just to be safe he spent the majority of the trip back at Nero's side, hiding behind the slightly smaller boy more often than not which might have been quite the sight. Realistically Kimi hitting him had no effect but that didn't mean he wanted her to go all bonkers and try burying him out here in the desert. When he finally spotted the town up on the horizon it was literally like finding an oasis in the desert, a wide grin spread across his face and he let out a happy cheer. Hah, he made it back without getting pummeled, let it be known he had averted Kimi's wrath! Picking up the pace slightly he moved to the front of the group, beaming as the town came ever closer and closer. "I'm thinking it's time to celebrate!" Suto exclaimed, his mindset quickly turning gears.

Sure, they were probably going to have to settle down and go report in at some point, Suto knew how strict KoB could be with that. But since they technically had a few hours left for that he opted instead to have a little fun. To the chagrin of probably all his friends he had promptly thrown a little celebration once they arrived at the inn, and why not? The fight hadn't been particularly dangerous but they had beaten a boss, and gotten some decent loot along the way for it. It was a good outing and it deserved celebrating, threats of being emasculated aside. Laughing happily as he clanged his glass against some stranger's he took a long sip of his cider, beaming as he looked over at the NPC musicians playing away. Hey, you had to have fun in this world, it was what made it worth living in, right? He hadn't done this in a while and it felt over due so gods know he was going to play it up for all it was worth. If everyone else around him didn't mind a party now and again then all the more reason to throw one too, others could probably use the distraction from the game. Hah, compared to how he was faring earlier this was much better, he could relax and enjoy himself, not a worry in the world.

"SUTO! WHERE DID YOU GO!? SUTO!"

Busy humming along to the music Suto hadn't a clue who was calling out to him, nor was he really paying attention. Even when a few people around him moved away he ought to have taken some kind of notice, stopped what he was doing and face whoever was calling for him. But nope, he was caught up in the celebration and wanted to keep it going no matter what. When he felt a hand grab his shoulder he finally settled down, only out of annoyance as he frowned and lowered his glass. "We'll turn the music down if it's bothering you, though I already had to do that twi-" he began, turning around and coming face to face with Luna. Blinking owlishly he broke into an embarrassed grin after a moment, chuckling uneasily as he rubbed the back of his neck, "Oh, hey Luna! What's up?"

"DON'T WHAT'S UP ME! YOU LEFT WITHOUT ME AGAIN!" Luna steamed, shouting mostly just because the music was so loud. "Seriously we're supposed to be a team and you keep going out without so much as an invitation, what gives?" Judging by the celebration going on it had been a decent outing at that, something she could really use. The discrepancy in their levels and gear was slipping because she had fallen to the wayside as of late, and as a result she felt a bit inadequate. Actually quite inadequate, she was supposed to be right alongside her friends in terms of their standing. She was a clearer too, but now she was a bit sub par since there was such a difference. Growling in annoyance she swung out a knee and tried nailing Suto in his groin, frustrated when she got the error message for trying to hit him. Letting out a huff she stormed around her friend, going over to Nero and Kazaro, putting her hands on her hips as she stood before them. "Maybe you two can explain why my partner keeps abandoning me like that, hm? This behavior is unacceptable, how am I supposed to be of any use while clearing if I fall behind since I'm being left out? Please, if there is a method to this then I would oh so love to hear it!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Hurry up and wait wasn't going to solve Viral's problems and Yumi knew that. Vegeta had to know that as well, he probably knew exactly what Viral needed too at this point. Unfortunately until they had the cure in hand and ready to be used there wasn't a whole lot else they could do for the Beastman. Nothing she could think of at least, and with Vegeta temporarily out of the picture while he slept she was his only source of relief. No pressure in that or anything, and she was doing an outstanding job already, having had both transform once and near attack her twice. "I don't know if it's he doesn't believe you, maybe he doesn't know how to fix it and he doesn't want to make it worse?" Yumi suggested, frowning uncertainly, "You know he's not really a psychologist, not like Doctor Ikura is, so maybe he's nervous about working on something he doesn't know? Your medicine should be around here somewhere... I can get it for you if you want." He took some earlier, she knew he had but maybe he could take a second. It should say how many he could have in a single day on the bottle, and if it were two she would more than happily give it to him. Rising up to her feet her ears twitched slightly as she began looking around, putting a finger on her chin as she explored the room. Now where might the medicine be kept? In the bathroom? In the dresser?

"I guess there's nothing wrong with learning from me, it's just weird hearing someone talk like I do is all," Takeshi replied, shrugging as he folded his hands behind his head. He wasn't too sure how to take having his speech be called easy, whether it was a compliment or insult. Knowing T'charrl he was trying to be nice so he let it slide and took it as the former, smiling slightly. "I don't know all the big words like Vegeta does, and I don't need to. I can say what I've gotta say without them, and I let my fists do the rest!" That was something Vegeta didn't do, so he had that up on the guy. Takeshi wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty or smack a head or two to get people to listen to him, and it certainly helped. But... That was probably a habit of his that T'charrl shouldn't be picking up. "Eh? What do you mean I talk a lot? I don't talk that much!" he said defensively, yet again finding himself embarrassed as his cheeks heated up. "Just be yourself, you don't have to copy people for that. And what did you mean by I talk a lot? I don't..." Takeshi paused, turning around and giving Shu an uncertain look, "Shu! I don't talk that much, do I?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"You say that like you're never going to get better, Viral, but you are. Vegeta is going to make everything better, just you watch." He had to, there was no way Viral could go on in the way he was now. He might be immortal but he'd probably start wishing he could die if this continued... If he wasn't already. That was a depressing thought, one that Yumi quickly struck from her mind as she again tried to remain positive. It wouldn't be long now, Vegeta was bound to find a solution and then Viral would be fixed, that was guaranteed. Nothing would keep their friend from his work once he had it in his sights, so a cure was only a matter of time now. As if the straight out pain wasn't bad enough the fact that Viral was being tormented by voices was just twisting the knife already stuck in him. Obviously it wouldn't be as easy as just ignoring them either, if it was then Viral wouldn't be having problems with them in the first place. Yumi's ears folded against her head as she slunk down slightly, giving the Beastman a sympathetic look before sniffing softly. "Have you told Vegeta that? If sitting around is so bad then I'm sure he could find something to keep you busy. He might not let you train but there's loads of other things you could do." Problem was Viral didn't really like doing a whole lot but training and fighting, that was just his thing. If he didn't want to be idle so much though then he was going to have to find something else to spend his time doing, at least until Vegeta cleared him for fighting.

T'charrl had a fair point, a drawing took more time than a minute or two to complete. If Takeshi wanted to help out his friend then he was going to have to really work at his illustrations then, it was the only way he could think to describe their friend's appearance to him. Someone else could probably tell T'charrl real easily but the only problem there was that person wasn't in the room, no way could Shu or Haku help there. Again he heard those two little words come out of the Kaesstrian's mouth and he swore his friend was making fun of him now. Glancing up at T'charrl he cocked an eyebrow, folding his arms over his chest, "Yeah, you keep saying 'you know', over and over. Why do you keep doing that?" It was a bit odd, he didn't really copy what any of their other friends said, or Shu for that matter. Even when explaining himself the Kaesstrian managed to say it another two times, making Takeshi rub at his head exasperatedly. "I'm not the only person you can learn from, you know. I mean there's Shu, and Vegeta and Yumi, even Viral, and Haku. Heck, everyone else too. So why are you copying me of all people?" he asked, really not seeing the sense in it, "You're not doing bad, not at all, I'm actually surprised how well you talk now. And that squeak you used to have is gone now too. But uh... I don't know if you ought to be copying me for how to talk... Or act... You know?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I guess you have a point there... But he's going to find out, you know he is..." Yumi lamented, sighing as he rubbed at her head, "I just don't want you getting in trouble since it was my idea, that's all. You have it hard enough without Vegeta going and grounding you or something because you went and trained with me." At this point Yumi didn't know whether keeping Viral secluded or letting him out was worse, both instances ended up with him changing. Maybe it wasn't the situation he was in though and just his powers getting more unstable, which if that were the case it didn't matter much where they brought him. She really hoped Vegeta would be quick with his remedy, it could mean the difference between someone getting attacked and everyone being safe from harm. Looking at Viral sadly she reached out, not to pet him but to take a bit of lint off of his ear, flicking it aside candidly. "Voices? What are the voices saying...?" Yumi asked, sounding a bit concerned, "Whatever the voices are saying, they're wrong. Don't listen to them, listen to Vegeta, he knows what he's talking about. Those voices I'm guessing are just trying to drag you down, we should try blocking them out, somehow." How you managed to ignore or mute voices in your head though was another matter, one she couldn't even begin to offer insight into. "You know Vegeta won't punish you if he thinks it'll hurt you. He might tell you again no training, sure, but I doubt anything else will change."

The Spirit really was a blessing for T'charrl, no doubts there. It was the Spirit after all that told them how to help their friend, and it had probably saved T'charrl from going nuts more than they knew. Where it had come from, why it was there and how they were going to get rid of it, if at all, was a total mystery. But for the time being it was in everyone's best interest to listen to the Spirit and try helping it, and the Kaesstrian in the process. Takeshi had lost his desire to speak for the moment after having his art criticized, another piece he thought was pretty good. Yeah, it might not be anatomically correct, and you weren't going to hang it up in a museum, but it was still a good drawing darn it. Becoming crestfallen for a moment he finally sobered up, lifting his head slowly and looking at T'charrl. "You think it'd get better if I kept trying?" he asked, brightening up a bit and looking down at the paper again, "Uh... How tall were you... Well you were kind of close to me, but not the same height. Between me and Shu I guess, you know?" He thought he had heard something when his friend was speaking but didn't think much of it, until he said it again. Blinking he looked at T'charrl accusingly as if thinking his friend was copying him or teasing in some way, but that wasn't really his style. So did that mean he'd picked up his speech habits? "Uh... You know you keep saying 'you know'..." Takeshi pointed out, smiling amused, "It sounds kind of... Different, coming from you. Never heard you say it before."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi didn't want Viral feeling bad for what he was doing, it was out of his control. That was like making Shu feel guilty for whenever he changed, or T'charrl, it just wasn't fair to them. Besides she could help him settle down somehow now so even if he did go a bit nuts she could hopefully stop him. This had a perhaps worrisome implication to it too, now that she thought of it. If she was capable of keeping the Beastman from going berserk then there was no reason for him to mind himself, not when he had a fail safe. Probably all for naught as she knew Viral wasn't so lax, there was no way he would knowingly and willingly let himself do that. And unlike her certainty of whether he'd attack her or not this was solid, if he did change it would be against his will, for now anyways. "I won't tell him that you disobeyed him, not exactly. I'll uh... I'll tell him that I forced you to come along. That I was bored and needed someone to spar with, and brought you since you were close. I don't mind him getting angry with me, honest." Yumi said, "And you've done things I've wanted you to before, before you had changed like this. So no, you were just being your usual self and being nice about it. I wanted to do something and you agreed, how you looked at the time has nothing to do with it."

"So... Is it kind of more lost then? Sorry, this is all just really confusing," Takeshi mumbled, shaking his head cluelessly, "You got a point though, the Spirit has definitely been helping you. I don't know... All of this just makes no sense." It was like everyone around him could change in some way or another, none of which made any sense to him. He hadn't changed into an Oozaru in a long time, and it would be a longer time still now that he didn't have a tail, so it was hard to imagine what it was like anymore. If the problem here was that T'charrl couldn't recall his own appearance then he would try to fix that somehow. What better way to show something visual than with a drawing? Completely forgetting his last 'masterpiece' Takeshi grabbed some paper and a pencil, going about illustrating his memory of T'charrl. It wasn't too bad, by a three year old's standards, but he was proud of it regardless and readily showed it off to the group. T'charrl didn't sound wholly convinced of the drawing, maybe a bit confused? It was like his friend wanted to say something but couldn't quite get it out, prompting Takeshi to ask. Shu however gave his own input before he could even get the question out. "He's not squiggles... Or a stick!" he said defensively, blushing as he looked at his drawing, "A-And he doesn't have five arms, where do you see five arms? He's got four and his wings!" Okay, so maybe it wasn't exactly what his mental image of T'charrl was, but it wasn't bad. Getting his little brother's critique however on top of Haku snickering at him made Takeshi hang his head, sighing as he shrugged his shoulders, "My drawings are fine, you know..."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

If Viral was confused then Yumi was infinitely more so, mostly because she knew now she was the one doing this. How she calmed down Viral, why she was able to do it now and what the ability were remained a mystery to her, frustratingly enough. Something like this could guarantee a smooth recovery for the Beastman, and yet nothing came to mind as to what she had done. She had figured it was her, it had to be, she was the only common factor in both instances. Greeting her friend fairly casually she grinned sheepishly at his questions, laughing a bit as she waved a hand. "Oh uh, don't worry about it! Honest, I'm okay and you're okay, so no harm no foul!" she said, not wanting Viral to get all bummed out again. Really though, what had she done? Her laugh died down as she looked at her hand, her brow furrowing in confusion. She hadn't touched him in either instance so it wasn't through contact, that only made it even weirder. What in the heck could she possible have that would do this? "You went after me but I stopped you... Both times, and I have no idea why that is," Yumi remarked, shaking her head in bewilderment. This couldn't be kept a secret between the two of them, it was much too important for that. "When Vegeta wakes up we have to see him. I'll explain everything and take the blame for our training, don't worry. He needs to know what I can do," she said, sighing as she lowered her gaze a bit, "I just wish I could tell him how I do it."

Okay so T'charrl's memory of his old self was completely shot. Weird, he'd been 'normal' for so long Takeshi didn't think he'd just up and forget about it. Sure he'd been changing a whole heck of a lot as of late, and sure he'd been through a lot, but how did someone forget their own appearance? No use in trying to solve that puzzle because he knew he wouldn't, best to find a way to work around it. "So it feels like something doesn't want you to know, eh? That's weird... I doubt the Spirit is doing that..." he mumbled, frowning as he thought about it, "So is there something else...? Man, this stuff is so confusing!" This was more Vegeta's territory, the whole biology nonsense was well out of his league. What he could do though was describe T'charrl as they had first met him, easy enough. Of course he couldn't give specifics, height and weight and the likes, but maybe some generalizations would help out. It was vague at best but the Kaesstrian didn't seem to mind much, finding a spark of hope in it even. Flashing his friend a smile, Takeshi nodded his head and gave a thumbs up. "I'll help you, and so will Shu, don't worry about it. We've got plenty of time to help you out, and maybe you can help us out too!" He was thinking now a bit, about how T'charrl was able to sense emotions. If he could somehow help Shu with his anger and they help T'charrl with his forms then that was two birds with one stone. For the moment he would just focus on trying to get the Kaesstrian to remember, just to see if it would somehow help him out in changing back.

Takeshi sort of expected to find some weird stuff in T'charrl's room, some shed skin or something like that. It looked the same as usual though when they stepped in, and flicking on the lights showed there was nothing out of the ordinary. Good, because if their friend shed like a snake he'd probably have fainted on the spot again. "Alright! Let's see about getting you to remember how you looked!" he announced, smiling as he led T'charrl over to his bed. Letting his friend take a seat on the bed he stepped away, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully as he paced about the room. He could always try explaining things again, though he was never the best with words and detailed descriptions sort of required you to be. Hm... Well words might not work out then, but there was something else he could try doing. And there just so happened to be a desk in this room which hopefully had everything he needed. "Aha! Give me just one second, I've got an idea!" Takeshi marched over to the desk and began opening drawers, shuffling through the contents to find what he needed. Once he had found them he set them on the top of the desk; A pencil and a piece of paper were the key to helping out T'charrl, he was sure of it! Picking up the pencil he began to scribble down on the sheet, twisting his mouth a bit as he concentrated on his work. With a few quick strokes and a moment later he had completed his piece, bringing it over and showing it to the group proudly. You could tell it was supposed to be T'charrl, which was a plus, but it was quite goofy and unrefined, like a toddler had drawn it. "Here's what you looked like! See it now?"

Hm... It was weird to think T'charrl had a form different to the ones he'd seen. To think he was originally all wiry and just plain not scary, it was odd considering their first encounter. Haku tried to picture the alien that way but couldn't, it was hard to imagine such a big Kaesstrian becoming so tiny. He had no reason to doubt the Princes though so he'd bear in mind that this was indeed some kind of mutation. Come to think of it then he hadn't a clue about how T'charrl had changed in the first place, or why even. He didn't know a lot about anything really, he was out of the loop on nearly everything in this group. Didn't exactly help with his whole feeling like an outsider bit unfortunately, and he knew if he went asking around he'd get turned away. Sighing to himself he glanced up at the door they stopped at, figuring this was T'charrl's room. They'd barely been inside for a minute when Takeshi went shoveling through the desk, looking for gods know what. Then he started writing, or drawing, it was hard to tell staring at the older boy's back. After a short while of just watching the Prince work they got to see the fruits of his labor, or judging by what they were being shown it was more like the rotten fruits. If that was supposed to be T'charrl before the transformation then he shouldn't want to change back, that picture was terrifying. Trying quite hard not to laugh Haku quickly covered his mouth with both hands, letting out a smothered chortle before snickering a bit, his eyes lifting up as a dead giveaway to his laughing. Takeshi looked too engrossed in showing off his masterpiece though so he didn't notice.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi was busy off in her own little world right now, clearing her head and relaxing. If she was going to be able to help Viral then she needed to be calm and thinking straight, he certainly wasn't. It didn't take long for her to end up in a zen like state and pretty soon she was oblivious to the entire outside world, for the most part. Geoffrey had warned her about meditation when there was risk to you, it could leave you terribly vulnerable and open to attack. In order to alleviate some of the danger she was taught a trick then in order to protect herself. It all relied on reaction time, but by exuding a small bit of Ki you could notice when something came close to you, and with some luck would be able to come to your senses and react before anything happened. Since there was a threat from Viral, however miniscule it may be she made sure to include this step. For a few moments everything was perfectly fine and she hadn't a worry in the world. That lasted right up until she felt something pass through her Ki, and it did so rather quickly. Feeling it coming towards her she woke herself up, her eyes still closed however when whatever it was stopped. Upon opening her eyes she Viral lying on the floor right before her, apparently having been the interruption to her meditation. So he had tried to attack her again... But why did he stop? This was the second time now and it wasn't making any sense. What was common between now and before where this happened?

"Wait... Did I do this...?" Yumi mumbled, looking down at Viral wide-eyed. At first she thought it had been something in the room, something that Vegeta maybe put in to keep Viral relaxed. Quite convenient but not implausible, she'd sort of gone with that explanation. But here in his room there wasn't anything different from before, no way had Vegeta done anything here. The only common factor then in both instances was her. Okay, so she was somehow calming down the Beastman then, that was good. It would be even better if she had the slightest idea just what she had done to accomplish that. The fact she was capable of doing this was awesome though, she had to go and tell Vegeta. Oh... But he was probably asleep right now, and on top of that she couldn't leave Viral alone, nor take him when he'd just tried to attack her. It wasn't like she could really tell Vegeta what she had done anyways since she didn't know, but it would be helpful for him to learn of this. Placing a hand on her chest she breathed a small sigh, smiling slightly before she looked down at Viral. "That's twice... Twice I've stopped you..." she said, sounding quite happy with that, "I don't know how I do it, but I think I can keep you from hurting anyone, if you're okay with me doing that."

"Yeah... Let's not think about the organs, that's kind of gross..." Takeshi mumbled with a shudder, smiling sheepishly afterwards, "My point is though you're still our friend. Just because I might be a bit... Nervous around you doesn't mean I don't like you. It's just I'm not used to it, I guess." A lame excuse, the fact of the matter was he was just afraid of the Kaesstrian when he was in anything but his original form. Right now was comparatively not as bad, and most of his unease came from carrying T'charrl, otherwise he'd probably be fine. All the fur scraping against him though coupled with the occasional antennae hitting him was a bit much. Not wanting to seem like a total ass though he was trying to settle down in regards to all of that and he liked to think he was doing a fair good job at that. "What do you mean what do I mean? Your original self, you know... The way you were when we met you," Takeshi explained, looking at T'charrl confused. How did the guy not know what he looked like? His eyes widened in surprise when the Kaesstrian said he had no idea, that was really odd. How did someone forget how they looked like, even if they had been changing? Maybe he could shed some light on that topic and help his friend out a little. "Well let's see, the way you used to look..." Takeshi began, tilting his head thoughtfully, "Your fur was brown like it is now, and it wasn't as long as it is now either. You weren't as tall... Kinda between me and Shu I guess. Uh... You were skinny too, like me and Shu and Haku level skinny. What else... Oh! And you had a pony tail. Uh, I mean you had a lot of fur on your head, and you had it tied back. That's kinda all I can remember right now..."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

If Viral wanted a bit of time to himself then that could be given. Yumi wouldn't leave the room and let him be by himself though, that was the one thing she wouldn't do anymore. Now she had a good idea of why it was Vegeta always stayed with the Beastman and why he was so stern about keeping their friend somewhere under supervision. At the moment there wasn't much reason for her to be keeping an eye on him, they were in a room alone and she could hopefully bring him down from an outburst if he happened to have one again. Since they weren't quite talking at the moment she opted to do a bit of meditation to relax and help pass the time, just something to occupy herself besides sitting there idly. Having learned how to properly do this from Geoffrey Yumi was quick to get in a zen state, her breathing tapering off into a steady rhythm as her body relaxed. After the surprise of today with Viral it was nice to be so complacent like this, she could imagine she was wherever she wanted right now. There was a downside to doing this though and that was it was actually possible to get stuck in a state like this. It was sort of like when you had a dream and you wanted to wake up but couldn't, that's how it could get. Unless something really drastic happened to rouse her she was probably going to stay all calm and zoned out. A shame for her, especially considering the fact Viral was coming ever closer, and probably not with the intent to give her a hug or anything friendly.

Riling Shu up wasn't quite what Haku had wanted but he'd take it, it was funny seeing the other boy get all angry. When he wasn't changing all anger made Shu do was flail and make weird noises, kind of like a little kid getting all upset. He'd back off if only because Takeshi had told him to, but that wouldn't keep him from sticking his tongue out at the young Prince first. He may get a chance to actually spar later with Shu, there was a part of him that sincerely wanted to see what the wild boy was all about. If all Shu had going for him was his transformation then that was going to be seriously disappointing. And if the kid couldn't control it either then he was pretty darn useless in a battle, no wonder then Takeshi was always with him. Probably there to save Shu's hide, he figured. Haku scoffed lightly before folding his arms, looking away from the group as they all moved along. If these three weren't going to have him when they got to T'charrl's room then he supposed he would wander off somewhere else, see who he might pester besides them. He'd not really tried speaking with the twins yet, so there was that, or Kabocha, though he really disliked nobility. If he could he might slink off and try to find Yumi. For a cat-lady-Beastman-human thing, whatever she was he did think she was sort of cute. Might as well go and hang around with the girl if possible.

Takeshi was feeling awful for being afraid of T'charrl, and he really was trying to help it. For someone who was supposed to be the guy's friend it probably wasn't nice to have him freaking out every time they were together, or avoiding him now and again. It wasn't as if he tried to do any of that, it couldn't really be helped when it was ingrained in him. Rightfully so the Kaesstrian was getting upset over this and he did his best to reassure their friend that things weren't as bad as he figured. "Well... I mean... Whether I'm afraid or not isn't your fault... You know? It's me, not you. And I'm still your friend no matter how you look, that's not going to change." Fear might be a strong word for it, at least at the moment. The Saiyan didn't so much feel fear as he did unease at the sight of T'charrl, it made him squirm on the inside a little. Everyone else was fine with it so Takeshi knew it was him, and that was only throwing fuel on the fire that was his guilt. Sighing sadly he shook his head, smiling apologetically at T'charrl, "You don't look awful, honest. And you'll change back, you already did just now. Sure you changed back again, but if you did it once there's no reason you can't repeat it. We uh... We just gotta figure out what made you change and do that again, yeah?"