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Like it or not the quickest way back to the ship was going to be flying. If Viral didn't want to fly then he'd have to stomach it regardless; walking back with him bleeding as he was wouldn't cut it. It wasn't like flying was all that bad anyways, not so long as you were half decent at it. Yumi initially had quite the problem with flight as she wobbled back and forth, often times even suddenly dropping when she wasn't putting out enough Ki. At this point though she'd done it more than enough to fly comfortably and it showed. Keeping up a good speed she rose up over the trees, taking off across them back the way they had come. "I wouldn't drop you, trust me on that," Yumi answered, smiling at Viral kindly, "Have some faith in me, you're in good hands." Her grip was as tight as could be without possibly agitating some wounds, and unless they had to abruptly do some weird maneuvers Viral ought to be perfectly fine. She could sort of sympathize with him being uneasy, she certainly had been at first. The more you did it the more fun it became though, and at this point it was second nature like breathing. It didn't matter much where they went, far as Vegeta was concerned, only that they had some place to sit and eat. Really he would have been fine with taking one of the tables by the stalls, but considering he'd been called over to find a place he assumed that was out of the question. The location they had ultimately decided on was certainly nice, he wondered what the food might be like here. Perhaps if they did get asked to leave they could return later as patrons, try out some more of the local cuisine. Not that there was anything inherently wrong with what they had now; back on Earth small shops and food stalls were some of Vegeta's favorite dining spots. It just so happened that the company requested he be at all sorts of functions that he rarely got to go to them. "Is that right...? They just took your money, not knowing the face value of it?" he asked, raising his eyebrows slightly. "Hm... I guess money begets intelligence on this planet as well." Perhaps that was an unfair generalization, this was only one instance. "Who cares how we got the money? We've got it, and we're loaded now, that's all that matters," Kabocha interjected, "Let's just enjoy the fact we've got it and worry about why they gave it to us later." He was all sorts of excited over having that money, mostly because it meant they could buy all kinds of things. Souvenirs, food, weapons for show, little nick-knacks. Maybe he had a bit of a weakness for shopping, not that he was going to tell the others that. At the very least he wasn't like his father, Gobo, who just obsessed over the money itself. Whereas Kabocha enjoyed spending it he swore his father got off on just the simple act of touching some. If that was the reality of the situation he could almost understand why his mom was always so annoyed. Rubbing his hands together eagerly he popped open one of the containers of food, wasting no time in picking up a strip of the dried meat and taking a healthy bite out of it. "Hm, not bad! Kind of plain though!" T'charrl was in a pretty bad way right now, they really ought to do something to help him. Until L'esta got back the only think Takeshi could think to do was help cover his wound; bleeding out right now would be bad for so many reasons. Doing that for someone the guy's size wouldn't be easy, and they didn't exactly have a whole lot to work with out here. He'd figure something out, even if he had to use the shirt off his back. "What...? No... No! I don't hate your hair! Hate is... Such a strong word," Takeshi said defensively, smiling a little as he held up his hands, "I'm just... Not used to it, that's all. I don't do well with new things, so it takes me a bit, you know? I swear I don't hate it." Maybe he didn't love it, but disliking something was far different from outright hating it. Stepping around to try and get a look at the wound he whistled lowly, his eyes going over it as he did his best to just get an idea from looking alone. "Well... It's long, but it's not super deep. Looks like he barely broke the skin, which is good. It will probably even scab up and heal today. Uh... Do you guys get scabs?"

It was plain as day that Viral didn't want to go back to the ship, he'd been probably enjoying being outdoors again. If he was bleeding and sore though they really should head back, just for a quick patch up. If they could get back as soon as possible then they could return with barely any lost time, and the best chance was probably to go ahead and fly him there. There in of itself was a whole new slew of problems however, Viral was never one for flying and he tended to get awfully bitter over it. So when he agreed to go ahead and fly back Yumi was a little surprised by that; she'd do it since it was their fastest mode of travel for the moment. "Of course I can carry you, don't be silly," she responded, walking over to the Beastman. Getting him on her back was probably not going to work too well, so maybe a different approach? Looking him over for a brief moment she finally leaned over, slinging one arm under his legs and the other behind his back, and with one pull scooped him up into her arms. It might be awkward for him but this was by far the easiest way she could think to carry him. "Just keep that shirt pressed to your nose, I'll handle getting us back," Yumi said with a smile, rising up off the ground slowly. Once in the air her grip on her friend tightened, and upon levelling out she shot forward, moving at a fairly quick speed to get back as soon as they could. Hopefully none of the staff at this restaurant came out to bother them for just dropping in like this. The rooftop was fair scarce, only a few tables were in use, and the ground floor didn't seem particularly busy either. It wasn't so much a matter of availability then as it was simply walking in and sitting down. For all Vegeta knew they may have seriously offended someone here, but until they were actually approached with such concerns he wasn't going to worry over it. There was food to be eaten and with a grumbling stomach he was hard pressed to think of much else currently. Taking a seat at one of the closer tables he waited for the others to join as well, looking around a bit perplexed. No plates or utensils, it seemed, just the containers. So everything they were to eat was going to be with their fingers then? Not so bad, it was fruit and dried meat, hardly a messy meal. "Even so..." Vegeta mumbled, taking one container and opening it up, "How did you three get the money for this anyways? I wouldn't think they would accept Saiyan or Earth currency." Hm, the food in the container looked pretty good; it was prepared in such a way that it resembled a boxed lunch back home. A few strips of side meat coupled with what looked like an assortment of fruits mixed together in a bright display, they certainly were big on presentation here. Takeshi smiled uneasily when T'charrl hissed at him, almost worrying they were going to have a problem on their hands. Thankfully for everyone involved nothing came of it however, and pretty quickly the Kaesstrian began to change back to his old self. Well, not his OLD old self because that would make everything just peachy, but his less-changed big self. That was a welcome sight, now with luck whatever L'esta had run off to do would help with the rest. Giving the Prince a curious look Takeshi moved closer at last, reaching out and patting his shoulder to try and help settle him. "Hey now... There we go, that should help a bit," he said, glancing at the wound on T'charrl's back, "How about I take a look at that gash, yeah? I can probably at least wrap it up for now, until we find someone to really take care of you, you know?" If the guy ended up changing back to his old self then they would be going right to the Queen; there had to be some royal doctor or something there for T'charrl.

Whether or not Viral wanted to go back was beside the point right now; it was safest they had back and get him checked. Yumi had been given explicit instructions to look into anything that even remotely worried her, and assuming Viral had taken a blow to the head certainly fit that category. For starters she should try to help the bleeding, and the only way she could think of doing that was offer up her long sleeve shirt as a makeshift bandage for now. Handing it off to the Beastman she got to her feet again, going through the steps of wringing herself out as best she could. "I'll fly with you, or are you forgetting I can?" she asked, looking over at her friend, "I know you don't like to, but I just want to be safe. Vegeta said we're close to a breakthrough so it would be really bad if something happened to mess it up." If Viral did end up somehow in worse shape it wouldn't help his mood either; longer recovery times were only going to further dampen his overall attitude. Offering a hand to the Beastman she helped him to his feet, smiling a little as she looked back towards the forests. "We can walk too, I guess. As long as you feel like you're capable of it. There's nothing wrong if you'd rather let me help." Vegeta was a little bent out of shape over being summoned here, but he couldn't be completely bothered. He hadn't eaten very much at all over these past few days as he had been working towards Viral's cure, and as such his stomach was a bit of an empty pit right now. Even alien food was tempting to him at the moment; taking a brief reprieve and enjoying a good meal before getting back to it couldn't be that bad. Asking him for a good location to dine out at was akin to asking Takeshi to repair the ship, it just wasn't something he had very much knowledge of. There were a few spots he had seen to be certain but goodness knows if they were even available or not. "I can certainly find you a place to... Chill out at, there's one not far from here. I suppose follow me then." Rising up off of the street he took a look around himself, minding the occasional Kaesstrian that flew by as he didn't want to cause any problems. Once everyone was in the air he turned and went ahead in the lead, following the road down a ways. It really wasn't that far at all, one could even see the spot from where they had been standing if you knew where to look. The building itself had to have been a restaurant as there were plenty of people dining down on the street level, and a few were on the roof as well. Taking the group to the latter spot Vegeta landed just by the railing, watching the others land as well. "Huh... Not bad, kind of fancy..." Kabocha mused, gazing around as he set foot on the floor. It was simple and yet high class at the same time, judging by the polish of the rock and the decorative furniture. Now this was the sort of thing he was used to, he liked it. The only issue with their choice was higher class establishments had a tendency to be a little picky about their customers; anyone who didn't have the money or other means to get in were often turned away. They probably had the coin for it, but he wasn't sure how someone would feel about them bringing in food from outside. Bah, not his concern, if someone complained he'd throw a few Doma their way and tell them to can it, that usually worked. Rubbing his hands together in anticipation Kabocha grabbed a seat at a four-top near the railing, sitting down and eyeing the packages of food eagerly. "Well come on then, let's get chowing! I'm hungry!" Good! T'charrl could talk again! Not so good was that it was really strained and he sounded like he was just barely keeping it together still. Something more needed to be done and Takeshi was beside himself as to what more he could offer. Smiling slightly he shifted around, giving Haku a look for help and rolling his eyes when all he got was a shrug of the shoulders. That was a lot of help, so now he had to come up with something. Maybe just keep T'charrl talking, sooner or later he was bound to come down on his own, right? Chuckling uncertainly he turned back when he heard a sudden gust of wind, watching puzzled as L'esta took off. Confusing but he couldn't really go chasing the guy down or anything, his friend was the concern right now. "We're getting somewhere, that's good! Just uh... Remember who you are?" Takeshi offered lamely, giving a weak thumbs up anyways, "You know... T'charrl, Prince of the Kaesstrians. Our friend, the little guy who we met and fought the General with, all that."

Yumi sulked a bit as they sat down, getting the unshakable notion that this was her fault. She honestly didn't know what had happened though; had she hit her head and fell unconscious? That might explain why she and Viral were in the water, but then where did that monster come into play? Maybe it had attacked her, and in coming to her defense the Beastman ended up fighting with it. While that might explain his injuries it didn't tell her why she was uninjured, save for some soreness and maybe a bit of bruising. Looking over at Viral apologetically she lifted a hand and rubbed at her face, giving herself a shake too in an attempt to dry off some. "Sorry, really. Even if I don't know what I'm apologizing for I'm sure I didn't mean for you to get hurt," Yumi offered, looking away and back out over the water. She hadn't missed Viral's nose bleeding and wanted to just try and ignore it, or more to the point not give him further reason to fuss. Worried about even something as little as that though she lifted off her soaked shirt, keeping on her tee beneath that and offering it to Viral. "Don't say anything, just use this to stop the bleeding. And I really think we should go to the ship again, just for a minute. Once you're all checked up we can come right back out." "Hey, you never know what they might have here! Seriously, we got a couple of things from out last visit so what's stopping me from picking something up this time around? I doubt it'll be a weapon, but something just as a little momento, that's all." To be more exact he was going to buy someone so awesome it would make the twins sick with envy. There had to be some interesting alien items found on Kaesstra that was worth taking home with them. If not, well, just more money for food! That was hardly a bad thing, they could eat for weekson what they had. Taking his attention from Kai when Vegeta had at last arrived he tried to greet their friend only to get the cold shoulder in turn; he was the one who called Vegeta here, why was he being ignored?! Narrowing his eyes annoyed Kabocha watched as the new arrival instead began speaking to Kai and Choi, feeling a fair bit annoyed. If he was going to be like that then no way was he getting any food, at least not the food bought with HIS money! Vegeta was betting on this invitation being a complete bust; nothing would compare to enjoying the new technological advances Kaesstra had to offer. Going in with that mindset he was hard pressed to want to be friendly towards Kabocha as he blamed him for being dragged out here. Instead he would ask the twins what they needed, and for the interest of their requests it had best be something good. Hearing out Kai's explanation he remained silent for a moment, at last releasing a sigh and pinching the bridge of his nose. "Let me see if I understand correctly... You took me away from Katas, from a tour of the city to see how an entire race has been progressing... All so I can help you find a suitable vista for your late morning brunch?" It wasn't just menial, it was an utter waste of time. Though Vegeta supposed that in truth there really was no business keeping him, and he might still get to examine some breakthroughs while they traveled through the city. Looking at Kai unamused he finally gave a curt nod of his head, glancing towards the tree as well. "Alright, I have a few spots in mind. But do try to remember I hardly took pleasant evening strolls while we were here. Most of what I've seen were rooftop cafes and dining areas. Now obviously we cannot just drop in on any random location, unless you don't mind trespassing. So perhaps we should get a vantage point and see if we can't spot a nearby eating area?" Running and fighting were the two things Takeshi wanted to avoid above all else, but if T'charrl went all crazy then it might come down to one of those. Despite it likely being a moot effort he was making an attempt to talk down their friend from his rampage; aside from talking down he couldn't imagine what more might be done. Trying to do something as simple as a hug would probably be taken as a threat, and if he tried to force T'charrl to relax by restraining him it was only going to lead to a brawl. Holding his breath after taking another shot at it he waited to see what might happen, and when the guy looked to be settling down a little Takeshi could at least smile confidently. "Yeah, that's it... Just take a deep breath and relax, there you go..." he said, easing down T'charrl with his hands. Peering past their friend he watched confused as L'esta appeared to be getting up, quickly looking back at T'charrl to keep him busy. "Can you talk...? If you're calm enough I can try helping with that wound if you want." L'esta had to rectify his mistake, even if he might still end up being punished for his deeds. Regardless of what awaited him once he returned he would do his duty and watch out for the royal family. It wouldn't be easy, sneaking into the castle when he was supposed to be out on a scouting mission. One way or another he would have to though; getting a picture of the Prince could be exactly what was needed to help him. Nodding gratefully when Shu got off of him the Captain slowly got to his feet, fetching and sheathing his sword. "You have my word that no one will hear of this Shu, I swear on my honor. Just please try to stay here so I may find you again," he replied, bowing before turning to leave, "I'll be back as quickly as I can!" Spreading his wings he took off from a standstill, creating a small gust as he shot forward and disappeared almost immediately into the canopy. The entrance to their city wasn't too far off, and the castle a few moments flight from the entrance. The hardest part would be circumventing the guards at the entrance, but aside from that the rest should be easy.

Yumi was all sorts of sore and shaken from that ordeal, but at least they had gotten away. Whatever that creature was she was quite grateful it was incapable of coming up on land; she wasn't going to stick around to see whether it actually could or not. Taking the briefest of moments to catch her breath she slowly got to her feet, easing Viral up alongside her and holding him for support. Both of them were soaked, he was bleeding and she at the very least had a bit of bruising. Not exactly how she pictued a pleasant swim in a lake. Maybe they should head on back to the ship just to be safe. The doctor would be able to look after Viral for a little, at least until they could get in touch with Vegeta. Voicing this idea however got a quick refusal on the Beastman's part, he had no desire to do such a thing. Confused when it sounded like she was being blamed Yumi looked over at her friend, frowning as she stopped just at the shoreline. "If I just what...? I tried saving you," she replied, really not seeing how it could be her fault. Letting out a sigh she shook her head, trudging up onto the sandy shores as they moved back towards the forest. Once they were off the sandy beach and back into grass she finally stopped, easing Viral down into a sitting position before shaking off a bit. "It doesn't matter, we're safe now. I guess we wait to dry off then?" Kabocha was inclined to agree with Choi for the most part; handing out their money casually was going to make them broke awfully quick. Sure, he could always "borrow" more from his father, but take enough and the man was sure to notice. They really needed to conserve what they had, at least until they had means of getting more. It should be fair easy enough to get some of their family's funds even off of Kortal, so long as they could find someone willing to deal with turncoats. "I'd better. I may want to go shopping around and I'll need cash for it," he said, gesturing to the coin purse. Letting the twins gather up their food Kabocha turned to walk away, pausing in his step when he saw Vegeta approaching in the crowd. Oh wonderful, this guy was always such a hoot to be around. Smiling he waved a little in greeting, his eyes narrowing and hand dropping when the other Saiyan walked right by him. "It was a rhetorical question, Choi, I know you're sharing some with me," Vegeta said dully, placing his hand on his hip, "I would certainly hope you wouldn't refuse me though." Albeit if he needed something to eat he could always go back to see Katas, the man had offered him a meal as a show of gratitude. While an intellectual and certainly an intriguing man Katas was a little... Eccentric for his liking. Very vibrant, in more ways than one; not exactly your typical business tycoon. To that end he somewhat preferred the simpler company of these three, they were far easier to deal with. From the looks of the food they had themselves plenty of fruit as well as some jerk of some sorts, that should prove to be interesting. Looking over at Kai as he figured him to be the more reasonable choice for discussion he waved the other boy over, cocking his head to the side in question. "So where are we going? I was asked to direct you three around, I don't suppose you've an actual destination in mind?" Jeez, what the heck had L'esta done to piss of T'charrl so much? Probably that gash on his back, he would guess that had a small part to do with it. Okay, so injuries aside was he just stressed? Thus far words were more or less a wasted effort on the guy; hugging him was probably out of the question as well. Looking past T'charrl at the Captain for a moment he wondered if he might be able to help some. Then again considering he was the cause of this it may be best to leave him out entirely. Turning back to their friend then Takeshi smiled nervously, keeping his hands where T'charrl could see them. "Come on now buddy, I'm your friend, remember? I'm here to help you, and so are the others," he explained, taking a small step forward, "Tell you what... How's about I take a look at your back first, okay? I can help patch that up, you know. Then we'll work on settling down some." Just in case his words really were falling on deaf ears he gestured for the Kaesstrian to turn around, then pointing with a thumb to his back and hoping to convey his point. Even for an alien the way in which Shu spoke was utterly confusing; everyone else the young Saiyan was with spoke coherently. "I... What? He looks nothing like he did before! How can you say he looks the same?" L'esta asked, shaking his head baffled, "He's normally an image of his father! But this... I can't even begin to think of what this is." In hopes of preventing T'charrl from becoming more aggressive the Captain made sure to keep his tone low, never having it rise above a harsh whisper. Honestly, the Captain of the Queen's guard being chastised by a child, it was a little humiliating, friend of the royal family or not. Find himself again? So was that the issue then, that T'charrl didn't even know what he looked like? This was troublesome then, L'esta wasn't sure what he could do to help in that regard. Not initially, but after a quiet moment's contemplation his face lit up with an idea, looking up at Shu. "Wait...! I can return back to the city, fetch a painting of him and his family. That would bring back his memory, wouldn't it? I can be quick about it too, five minutes at most!"

Okay, perhaps firing Ki off had been a slightly bad idea. Not only had the blast thrown them up into the air but now Yumi found herself smacking down into the ground with Viral landing on top of her for good measure. Not the most graceful of escapes but at the very least they should be safe now. Coughing up a bit of water that had gotten in her lungs Yumi lifted up her head, trying to find out where the creature was. There was nothing for a good moment and then it surfaced; she hadn't realized quite how big it was until then. Just the head came up but even that was pretty big, she could guess how massive it must be altogether. Prepared to blast away again if need be she waited for a few tense seconds, watching as the animal eventually turned around and returned back to the depths. Even then she didn't fully relax, waiting just in case it was trying to pull a fast one on them. Only when she was completely sure everything was okay did she breath a lengthy sigh of relief, her attention immediately going to Viral. Pushing herself up into a sitting position Yumi kept one arm around her friend for support, frowning seeing the bleeding wounds. "We've got to get you back to the ship... Or at least out of the water," she mumbled, fighting to get up to her feet. Trying to keep weight off of Viral's injuries she lifted him up alongside herself, trudging slowly back to the shore. "I can try bandaging those, but there's not a lot I can do right now, sorry." The woman was absolutely beside herself with joy right now, she hadn't made a sale quite this big before. In fact it was probably half a day's regular earnings that she just made right then, who wouldn't be happy about that? Smiling brightly up at Kai she bowed again, accepting the money graciously. There appeared to be a bit extra though, and it puzzled her when the Saiyan asked about tips. "Uh... No, I'm afraid not. What is this 'tips' you're asking about...?" Was that a custom of their people? Odd, from what she knew of Saiyans, limited as her knowledge might be they were anything but benevolent benefactors, and yet these boys had just given her quite a lot of money. "It's an extra thank you for your service," Kabocha interjected, forcing a small smile to try and appear a little friendlier than before, "And for the food, I guess. So... Yeah, thanks." The stall owner didn't appear quite as appeased when he said something; in fact she looked rather skeptical and uncertain. Eyebrow twitching in annoyance Kabocha turned away and gave a soft huff, refusing to try again if his efforts were just going to be shot down immediately. He did turn back though but only to look at Kai, frowning as he eyed the coin pouch. "Hey, remember whose money you're handing out there dude. If you want to give them one or two whatever they're called then fine, but don't go throwing it around. I'd kind of like to have some left for myself if it's all the same." It was fair obvious when Vegeta began to approach the marketplace; crowds were aplenty and he saw people carrying all sorts of goods back and forth. Judging by his scouter he should be seeing the others awfully soon as well, though he was finding that it was acting a bit funny for some reason. An unforseen glitch perhaps, he would have to look into that back at the ship. Turning off the digital display since it was essentially moot he began scanning the crowd for familiar faces, and before long he managed to find the people he was looking for. They were buying from one of the stalls by the looks of it, and Choi had all sorts of goods in his arms which no doubt they would be eating here shortly. How had they managed to purchase all of it, he wondered? Smiling slightly he folded his hands behind his back, stopping a little ways away from the twins and Kabocha just to watch. Sounded like they were really eager to get to their meal, which somewhat begged the question as to why he was dragged out here. "So... Are you going to be sharing some of that with me?" Vegeta asked, looking at the containers in Choi's hands. Oh this was all sorts of bad. T'charrl was huge now and obviously in a fit, dealing with him was going to be a nightmare. How were you supposed to bring down someone who was going on a bit of a rampage? Shu wasn't easy to deal with and that was his brother, he knew a bit more what made the little guy tick. Takeshi was beside himself in dealing with T'charrl though; talking him down likely wouldn't work and he couldn't quite bring himself to try hugging the guy. Standing his ground while being snarled at the Saiyan looked up, refusing to back down even if he certainly didn't want to be there. "Everything's fine, you've got to calm down now," Takeshi urged, trying to keep his tone calm as not to cheese off T'charrl more. If this was anything like Shu he had to be extra careful how he spoke and moved, otherwise it might be taken the wrong way. Putting his hands up defensively he kept to where he was, smiling uncertainly. "Just take a deep breath and relax, okay?" Just what in the world was going on here? First he was attacked by Shu, and now he was being told that the person he was fighting was none other than the Prince? But that didn't make any sense, it looked nothing like T'charrl! The Saiyans had no reason to lie to him though, and indeed it would make sense that this person with the Saiyans was their Prince, even if it looked nothing like him. Utterly baffled the Captain tried getting another glimpse at T'charrl, distracted when Shu began waving his hands in his face. "I scared him...? Well... How was I to know that was him?" In his defense it looked nothing like the Prince, surely he couldn't be at fault there? No, he should have been able to put two and two together; recognizing the scents of the people who had been approaching he might have been able to guess who the giant Kaesstrian was. Now he had gone and injured T'charrl though, that was something Eslaria was not going to take lightly. "We must help him then! How do we stop this?"

There was a whole brief period where Yumi wasn't even sure what happened; being out in the middle of the water as she was now came out of nowhere. She would worry about how it had happened later though, for the time being she had to focus on getting them away. It wasn't easy, swimming with one arm while dragging a bleeding Viral behind her, and the creature wasn't making it any easier. Whatever it was it was big, that much she could tell from the silhouette alone. Persistent too; swimming in a straight line was making them more or less a sitting duck. Damn, how was she going to fix this one? Looking behind them and not seeing it she grew worried and kept swimming, hoping to beat the animal to the shoreline. For a brief moment there it seemed like they were fine, right up until she felt a strong current rising up beneath her. Looking down below them she let out a gasp at the creature rising up, not seeing them being able to swim out of the way in time. In a slight panic the only thing she could think to do was lower her hand and quickly amass Ki, blasting downwards at the creature to try and deter it. Whether it hit or not didn't much matter as her attack had an unexpected side effect. Their weightlessness in water combined with the slightly excessive force she put into her attack knocked them up in the air, the backblast of her attack sending them soaring out of the water and some ways away. To their luck though it was towards the shore, and upon landing again they were in shallow enough water that one could kneel and be plenty above it. Grabbing hold of Viral carefully as they landed she hit the ground first with him smacking down on top of her, inciting a groan. Were they finally clear of that thing? Though today had been busy there was still plenty in the stall, and hopefully these boys would be interested in some of it. While a Kaesstrian's diet mainly consisted of fruits they did like to have a little meat now and again, and she had a feeling her new customers felt much the same way. There wasn't much of it, but if they wanted to take it all she wouldn't fuss. Waiting patiently for the boy to make his selection, blinking owlishly when he picked a little bit of everything. That was more than anyone ever bought at once, was he sure? Well far be it from her to tell him otherwise, that was a really good sale if he was serious. With a bright smile she went about getting it all together, putting the meals into small containers and the fruits into bags; the meats would go into small plastic containers as well. "If you're willing to buy it all I've given you almost half my stock of steaks and filets, and a few bags of fruit too. If that's fine with you it comes out to about 50 Doma. Those will be the bigger coins, if you've got any in there." Oh this was wonderful, she was going to bring home such a nice amount of money tonight! It was looking like an evening out with the kids tonight, joy! Vegeta had come down from his self-appreciating fairly quickly, mostly due to one realization; Where were the others anyways? He'd spoken briefly with Kabocha and had agreed to meet them but no one had designated a spot. What a bother, he could end up wandering around for hours if he didn't have an exact location. Ah, but he was forgetting something about the scouters he had designed. Smiling to himself he reached up and flicked a small switch on the back of the earpiece, watching as a transparent screen appeared just over his left eye. Rather than permanently have a visor attached to the scouter he had developed a way for a holographic one to appear with a simple press of a button, and it had functions aside from just looking nifty. Using the same button one would to communicate he pressed it a few times instead, watching as the display on the eyepiece changed, eventually stopping on a tracker. A bar appeared on the display then and a faint beeping noise began as the scouter tried to pinpoint other devices nearby, at least ones that were in use. Sure enough after a moment three dots appeared not far from where he was, just down the road a ways even and a few blocks away. Shouldn't be long then. This was not good, this was so not good. The sounds of fighting had brought them here and now they found T'charrl, and even from a distance it was easy to see he was riled up. Who in the world would attack him like this? Sure he wasn't immediately recognizable but he was a Kaesstrian, it wasn't like he was some space invader. Who even would be dumb enough to attack him when he was like this anyways; T'charrl was enough of a match for a Saiyan right now, let alone one of his own people. Trying their hardest to get to their friend they also had to be careful, the person who had made T'charrl this way could still be around. Takeshi couldn't see anyone though and he was hopeful things would remain that way, but as it tended to happen his hopeful wishing only made things worse. In the blink of an eye someone burst forth from the bushes and struck their friend, and that was all the prompt Shu needed. Bounding off even faster than before the little guy rushed on ahead and went directly after the attacker, managing to knock him over with little issue. Right, so that left him and Haku to contend with T'charrl then? Looking back at Haku he nodded his head towards Shu, figuring his brother might want some back-up before going towards their friend. Jumping down from a tree Takeshi stood a bit of ways from T'charrl just in case, looking at him concerned as he slowly held up his hands. "T'charrl... Relax, we're here now. You're going to be just fine." L'esta was flustered that he hadn't done any real damage with his attack, aside from a small gash. Hardly lethal, and really with some bandaging it wouldn't even inhibit movement or anything. It was those other people, their encroaching presence had thrown him off. Now he found himself in a dire situation as he had just landed back on his feet and no sooner found himself under attack. Not by the Kaesstrian, but by someone else entirely. At first he hadn't the foggiest idea of what hit him, all he knew was it had been fast and quite strong. Falling to the ground and losing his sword he grunted painfully, trying to get whoever was attacking him off as he looked up. As his eyes met the face of his assailant he immediately stopped, his brain failing to process what he saw initially. "Wait... You're that boy...! Shu!" he said, sounding rather stunned and confused. Why was he back? He had left with the Prince, had he not? If so then they should be back, but why protect this person? Noticing a second Saiyan boy land, one unfamiliar to him, the Captain could barely form any coherent speech as he tried to wrap his mind around what was happening. Then just to add icing to the cake he froze when he heard Takeshi speaking, his eyes going over to the boy and the hulking Kaesstrian. "P-Prince T'charrl...? You mean... THAT is our Prince?"

Yumi hadn't the ability to swim right now, much less with someone in tow. It was a miracle in of itself that she was afloat at the moment; even more so that she was able to keep a grip on Viral. Their problems had hardly ceased however as they were some distance from shore and it didn't appear as though they were going to be left alone yet. Even as she flailed to keep them above the surface she caught glimpse of a shadow beneath them which was undoubtedly the creature she had just attacked. Her worries were confirmed seconds later when it swam into them in an attempt to knock Viral away. Growling angrily Yumi pulled her friend along as she kicked her legs, awkwardly trying to get them back to the safety of the shore. While doing so her head began to feel a touch funny; it was the same sensation as when you stood up too fast and became lightheaded as a result. Swaying slightly she had to tread water to recollect herself, and in doing so ended up getting hit in the side by the animal. Wincing as she was spun around painfully her head snapped to the side as her eyes darted around, having no idea what just happened. Why was she out so deep? And what was she holding onto? Looking over in surprise at seeing Viral she then gasped softly, noticing both the blood and the silhouette at once. Crap, were they being attacked? Pulling Viral tightly against her side she began swimming hard towards safety, glancing back occasionally over her shoulder uncertainly. Where was it, she couldn't see it now. It was a fair busy day at the stall, much to the woman's delight. She was having a good bit of sales and her mood had improved considerably since that rude alien boy earlier. Most customers were polite and patient, and more importantly they had currency in which they could actually spend. Sure, she enjoyed being sociable and happy towards others, but this was a business and she hoped to make money. How else was she to raise children? Bowing gratefully to a man as he had purchased a bushel of fresh fruit she stored away her funds in a safe box, picking her head up only to see one of the boys from earlier. Ah but he was the nicer one as she recalled, and certainly easier to deal with. On top of that he had money with him too, and a sizable pouch at that. Eying the bag for a second she smiled happily, giving a nod of her head before stepping aside so the shelves were clear to view. "I might! I have plenty of fresh fruits, as well as some dishes prepared with them!" she said proudly, gesturing to the far end from her, "And we're trying some new foods too, made from some fish and steaks we've caught. They've been dried and salted lightly, but we haven't had many of them sell just yet." Not good, not good. Either those sounds were coming from some Kaesstrians fighting or their friend had run into a bit of trouble. Given his less than ideal state it would be awfully bad if someone stumbled across T'charrl; he may not be able to keep himself from hurting them if threatened. If he ended up doing half of what was done back on Earth then it was a safe bet someone could end up dead. Darting off in the direction of the noises and followed close by Shu and Haku they tried to close in on the sounds, only able to pinpoint them by the occasional noises. Up ahead through the trees Takeshi thought he could see something, though it was hard with the canopy being a bit thick. Weaving through some trees and drawing nearer it began to become clear however; a rather large Kaesstrian was sat in between a bunch of trees and bushes not looking at all pleased. That and he was looking around as though something were there, meaning he was likely being attacked. No doubt about it, that had to be T'charrl. "Shu, up ahead, is that him?" he asked, narrowing his eyes slightly to try and see better. "We've got to help him!" Blast it all, those scents were getting closer and closer. L'esta was much too concerned with the now angered Kaesstrian before him to try and place their scents; he would have to deal with one problem before the other could begin. With the throwing knives in his hand he watched warily as the stranger began acting odd, uncertain as to what was going on. When he saw an odd light however the Captain felt prompted to act as he associated the unusual sight with what had happened with the General before. Perhaps this was one of that bastard's subordinates, maybe they were trying to attack the city in revenge. Seeing little use in using such small weapons as his thrown knives he sheathed them again, taking out his sword instead. Gripping it hard in one hand he took a breath before lunging out from the bushes, twisting his body so he could make a wide, sweeping cut against T'charrl when he got close enough. Vegeta was quite bothered by having to tend to the others, all he wanted to do was go and enjoy some of the sights. Now and again he was able to catch a glimpse of the new vehicles scooting about; a new development for their people as far as he could tell. A bit curious why a people's capable of flight would need cars, but maybe it was more of a convenience and luxury than a necessity. After all he drove, and Yumi did as well, albeit in a slightly terrifying manner. There was no way of knowing just what else the city had gotten since their last visit and he really wanted to investigate a bit more. Katas had been generous enough in sharing their latest works, and while not exceptionally outstanding by technological standards they were nevertheless interesting. These people had a bright future, he could feel it, and he yearned to see where they might be a few months from now. Though not one usually to boast Vegeta did find himself getting a bit of a big head when he considered he had helped usher in this change for the planet. Hm, perhaps he could find a way to extend Capsule Corporation to other planets, beginning here. It was a bit of a travel to be sure but the possibilities of extending his company's prowess to other worlds had so many possibilities within itself, and the doors it could open were near limitless.

It was hard to say whether Yumi was trying to save Viral or maul the creature that had taken him at this point. Digging her claws into the soft flesh of the animal she pulled herself along, repeating the action several times to try and inflict as much damage as she could. The single thought in her mind at current was to kill what had threatened her friend, and she was going to relentlessly attack until she succeeded. Having managed to at the very least get Viral released she watched him float away, pausing briefly in her assault as a twinge of her normal self surfaced. Something in the back of her mind was screaming at her to go get him and escape, and another part was demanded she finish the creature off. Looking down at the animal angrily she growled throatily when an arm smacked her in the head, forcing her to open up her mouth and inhale some water. Coughing she quickly tried to empty her mouth, finding her supply of air drastically lowered now. It was infuriating as she instantly realized she couldn't possibly stay down and kill the creature; running out of air would only result in both her and Viral becoming fish food. Instead she let go, watched the creature swim before darting over to Viral. It was awkward trying to swim in her current state, doing what was half between a doggy paddle and a breast stroke. Regardless of that she managed to reach him after a moment, and grabbing hold of his shirt she began paddling hard up towards the surface. With powerful kicks the pair broke the surface in short time, with Yumi splashing a bit awkwardly to try and keep them above the surface. Really her ability to swim was pretty abysmal right now, it would be a small miracle if they got to shore. Not to mention the creature was out and about still, who knows what it might be doing. "Oh quit being a drama queen will you? So maybe one lady won't like us, it's not going to make the whole city hate us. Plus come on, she owns a stall! How much influence does someone who runs a roadside shop really have?" Honestly, thinking that this woman was going to end up being their downfall was a bit much. Kabocha was hard pressed to really care if one particular shop owner didn't like him out of potentiall hundreds, especially on a world they may only come to very rarely. If the woman had any sense for business too she'd take their money whether she liked them or not; an asshole's money was just as good as anyone else's. There was a new problem that they were facing now that they had money, and it wasn't so much where they were going to get their food. If what the teller had said was indeed true and they could buy so much then they really needed to find other stores to shop at. The only problem therein was they probably didn't have any semblance of a clue between the three of them where to look. Asking for help from one of their friends may work, and there was only one in the city. "We can just humor him, pretend like we're listening. Besides it won't be as if we're staying with him forever, just until he shows us some stores, that's all." Vegeta was in no short terms delighted with the progress of the Kaesstrians. Everything he had shared with them was being developed into high end yet easily accessible technology, and in due time it would become available to the populace. From public communication networks to interplanetary travel and computer assisted construction, there were a plethora of ideas being invested in. Most of what had been shared came from his own personal projects too, he wasn't quite up to sharing Capsule Corp's projects just quite yet. Not that the Kaesstrians would have the foggiest idea of what Capsule Corp even was. Upon their next visit he was fair certain they would be seeing a peoples embracing a whole new area of tech, and that in of itself had him excited. Engrossed in tech as he was Vegeta became a touch annoyed when his scouter went off courtesy of Kabocha, not being particularly inclined to being bothered during his free time. Listening in to what the other boy had to say he slouched slightly, already having decided to do as asked though he loathed to do it. "Very well... You three just wait where you are, I'll come to you," he replied, closing the line before letting out a sigh. It was his vacation too, why did he have to give a tour to those three? Takeshi was becoming quite concerned about T'charrl's absence and could tell he wasn't the only one. Shu was visibly upset and nervous, and even Haku looked to be a tad bothered. The guy knew how to use the scouter, if he was lost or had gotten separated then nothing should keep him from answer. Yet they had tried reaching him and there was no response, so something must have happened. What in the world could have T'charrl so busy that he couldn't answer his friends though? The older boy feared they had just gotten their answer when he heard the distinct sound of metal clanging against something; out in the middle of the forest there wasn't an awful lot of metal. Something was going on then, and jumping to a conclusion his first concern was that T'charrl was somehow involved. It didn't help pinpointing the noise when Shu started having a little fit, to which Takeshi had to shush him before listening again. It was delayed, but eventually there was another sound, this time of what he guessed was a tree groaning as it fell. Turning in the direction of the sound he began flying quickly, worried that someone or something may be trying to hurt their friend. "Come on guys!" It was perhaps only because he was armed that this stranger was not attacking him, otherwise it could be a massacre. L'esta was very concerned what may happen should this Kaesstrian get away from him, he needed to stop them from going any further. Having learned that striking up close was nigh pointless he opted for a different strategy, darting away and using the foliage around them as cover while he circled about. Swordplay was scarcely the only thing in his repertoire; a Captain such as himself was trained in many ways of combat. The least of which was using thrown weapons to keep an enemy at bay, and when combined with striking from cover it was a lethal combination. "The only thing I'll regret is if you're allowed to harm any innocents!" the Captain retorted, stopping shortly thereafter. Crouched in a thick assortment of bushes he prepared to throw the knives, aiming directly for one of the Kaesstrian's wings to try and prevent him from escaping. Just as his arm had cocked back to toss them however L'esta froze, picking up a scent on the wind that concerned him. It wasn't Kaesstrian, yet again it had that odd sense of familiarity to it. Just what in the world was going on here? Perhaps he should wait to strike, see what was coming and perhaps eliminate both at once if they were each a danger.

It was becoming increasingly easier to follow Viral's path; the trail of blood in the water may have something to do with that. Even when diluted with the water Yumi could pick up the scent well enough and track it, which given her poor eyesight in the murky depths that was good. Kicking her legs harder and harder she tried to catch up to her friend, not at all certain what she might find dragging him away. It had to be strong to get him like this, and probably a predator. Letting out a throaty growl she flexed her hands in anticipation of fighting the creature; it wasn't going to be the most dangerous down here for long. The further in she went the stronger the scent of blood became meaning Viral had to be close. Focusing her eyes as best she could at last the silhouette of the Beastman and his attacker became visible. She could scarcely tell what the creature was here, or how large it may be, but that hardly mattered; regardless of size or what it was Yumi was going to see it dead. Soon enough she was within striking distance and she wasted little time in attacking, reaching out and swiping through the water with her sharpened nails, managing to rake across what must be the tail end of the creature. Before her hand came off she gripped onto it, pulling herself forward and digging her other hand into it as well. If it didn't let go of Viral she would began tearing it apart, or whatever it took to free her friend. "Apologize? Don't be ridiculous, I don't have anything to apologize for. I knew we had good money and she refused me, I don't see how I was at fault there. If anything she'll be apologizing to us after we spend some of this at her stall." Wouldn't she look the fool, having the very boy she denied come back and spend a healthy sum at her place of business. If that didn't make her seem like an idiot for rejecting Kabocha's demand earlier he didn't know what else might. Kai was sounding awfully confident in his own abilities, and for the fun of it he decided to humor his friend. Sure, he could take the money, but he had best be able to put up and actually score them a good meal. Otherwise he would get to enjoy listening to his friend admit that he had been wrong. "Does it matter much where we eat? There were a few tables around the stalls, we can even sit there and relax. Or we can go find a place, whatever, I don't really care either way," Kabocha said, lifting his arms up above his head in a stretch. "Or... If we can find him, track down Vegeta and have him show us around? We've got the money to spend, and I'd bet he knows a bit more of the city than we do. Maybe he can help point out some interesting shops?" Perhaps asking Shu to use his scouter was a bit much; it was a miracle the little guy could get his own shoes on sometimes. Right, so they were basically winging this impromptu search party then, no big deal; how hard could it be to find a lumbering Kaesstrian? Not to be mean but T'charrl was pretty darn big, and so long as he wasn't camouflaged it should be easy spotting him. "Again, you're asking me things I don't know Shu... I won't know any of that until we find him," the older boy said, letting out a sigh, "We just have to keep looking, that's all. Keep listening and looking, we're bound to find something." Their best bet right now was hopefully getting some kind of hint as to where their friend was. Be it actually spotting him, finding some kind of trail or finally hearing from him; they wouldn't be able to find him without a bit of help right now. The chances of actually getting something however had to be slim, and that was certainly a disheartening thought to have. Ducking beneath a branch as they moved along Takeshi very nearly came to a sudden halt when a not so distant clanging sound caught his attention, and he turned his head in the direction only to hear a second sound. That sounded like someone was fighting, or at the very least smacking some metal together; given they were in the middle of a forest he sincerely doubted it was the latter. "Did you two hear that...?" Takeshi asked, finally coming to a stop. There was silence for a moment again, and then a third sound carried their way. It wasn't metal hitting metal but rather a voice, and one that sounded vaguely like a friend of theirs. It couldn't be helped, action had to be taken. The fact that this Kaesstrian was willing to threaten him implied he could threaten innocent civilians as well, and that was not something any self-respecting soldier could allow. Shame it had come down to this; one of them would likely be dead before long and L'esta had no intentions of that person being him. Raising up his sword he brought it down swift and hard, using only a single arm to strike. With a quick reflex T'charrl managed to block it, and the Captain was a bit agitated to find that those odd protrusions were solid enough to stop his weapon. A high class sword no less, one that was forged out of strong metals and tempered to cut almost anything. "If you do not want to fight then you should have submitted earlier!" L'esta snapped, raising his sword again and taking another swing. Once more it smacked into one of the bony-structures and ricocheted off, causing the sword to vibrate slightly in his grip. Frowning in disdain the Captain moved back a bit, reaching into his pouch and withdrawing two throwing knives. If he couldn't strike head on then maybe a bit of ranged combat would work. Figuring his attacks may still be blocked however he stretched his wings to full length before dashing down into the thick fauna on the ground, moving around in it to try and confuse his opponent before attacking.