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If I owe you a post, it's coming! Been a very busy week but finally settling down!
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The adult in me says sleep, the kid in me wants to play NieR. The kid's winning D:
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youtube.com/watch?v=7RzA_Oom.. All of my yes. Love this theme <3
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If you've not had a chance to watch "Your Name" yet, highly recommend!
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There's my CS, hope I didn't butcher anything ^^"
Name: Tetsuya Ueno
Clan: Shima Clan, originally of the Ueno clan
Title: The Shima Knight
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Neko(mimi)
Height: 5'8" (176cm)
Weight: 146 lbs
Appearance:
Occupation: Lord's Guard, painter (albeit not very good).
Notable Skills: Having studied swordsmanship from both within Baji and abroad, Tetsuya has command of a few different styles of swordplay. His most readily used, as indicated by his typical garb, is that of a "knight". He employs both a longsword and a shield in battle effectively, and can use the latter even as a weapon if need be. Likewise he is able to wield a katana if need be, but to far lesser success than with a longsword.
Magical Abilities: Tetsuya has the ability to use his magic as another shield as well, forming a slight barrier around himself. Using this renders him immobile however and does not provide a complete 360 degrees of protection; flanking him is the best way around this.
Ki Techniques/powers:
Push; Using his shield, Tetsuya can make an extension of himself and, while pushing his shield forward, creates a small force to knock away anything in front of him. Used namely to put distance between himself and the enemy when he needs to catch his breath. Not very useful on larger enemies or anyone who's strong enough to withstand the hit.
Weapons: Steel Longsword, Steel kite shield
Other Gear:
- Water pouch
- Small pack, containing a bit of bandages, some herbs to help relieve pain and a broken compass -- a memento of his parents.
Personality: Tetsuya is a soft-spoken boy, when he rarely does speak. He is perceptive, and while he may not voice his opinion on something he watches what is around him diligently. Above all else he is loyal to the Shima Lord, and does not take slights to the man kindly. Determined to fulfill his Lord's wish to protect Shima, perhaps to a fault, he is unwavering in his position to do what is best for his clan. In most things he views the world as black and white; good and evil. His ideology of the world living in peace pushes him ironically to fight, and he argues that the only way to achieve everlasting peace is to put aggressors in their place. In some views an ideal guard, he is not without faults.
Tetsuya's black and white view of the world leads to naivete, and he can be a bit brash in acting. While he is well versed in swordplay he's never bothered to learn much else, leaving him a bit clueless in some other respects. In a way, being a guard is all he knows. He also has a slight discontent towards more modern weapons, thinking they are a cowardly, inhumane way of taking a life. If one is to take a life in war then it should be personal, not from dozens or hundreds of feet away.
Brief history: Tetsuya is the son of a Neko fisherman and a human woman. His mother, a resident of Shima, would meet his father Umenka during a routine trading in the city; Hidori worked for a trading company, helping to maintain catalogs and keep track of inventory. The two eventually hit it off and, inevitably, Hidori would become pregnant. During her pregnancy she was brought back to Umenka's place of birth, and in the village Tetsuya would be born.
For the first few years of his life the family remained in Umenka's village, with Hidori picking up the same profession only for a Neko trading company. Their settlement, consisting of nekos and humans alike, proved to be an excellent raising ground for their young child. Being a Nekomimi may well have seen Tetsuya be made fun of quite a lot elsewhere, but here he was accepted. In lieu of everything working well for the family they would eventually move, as the company in which Umenka was employed wanted to open a foreign post, and they meant to send the family there to help.
Almost immediately upon arriving and settling down, Tetsuya and his parents noticed an immediate change of atmosphere. Whereas the Neko homeland was relatively untouched by war this place reeked of it, with soldiers passing through and the occasional news of a battle breaking out being commonplace. Fearing for their child's safety the two deliberated upon sending him away, wishing to send him somewhere to be free from the threat of war. With very few possibilities they near gave up, until a trader from Shima passed through and learned of their pleas. Seeing their only chance, Umenka and Hidori begged the man to take their son, and with a bit of convincing he finally relented.
Tetsuya had little knowledge of anything going to Shima, having never been taught any kind of trade or receiving a real education. He could write, read, knew some basics, but that was about it. Seeing the difficulty in assigning the boy to any real job the trader offered him over to the Lord's men, suggesting they train him as a guard. Even at a young age, now seven years old, he could appreciate what was going on around him. Having little personal say in the matter he was brought off to train, eventually learning the way of the sword from the Lord's guard. Through the years he worked to refine and personalize his training, and today he's become a perfectly capable, if somewhat inexperienced guard.
Other: Learned some magic from other Neko, but not very well versed in it at all.
Clan: Shima Clan, originally of the Ueno clan
Title: The Shima Knight
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Race: Neko(mimi)
Height: 5'8" (176cm)
Weight: 146 lbs
Appearance:
Occupation: Lord's Guard, painter (albeit not very good).
Notable Skills: Having studied swordsmanship from both within Baji and abroad, Tetsuya has command of a few different styles of swordplay. His most readily used, as indicated by his typical garb, is that of a "knight". He employs both a longsword and a shield in battle effectively, and can use the latter even as a weapon if need be. Likewise he is able to wield a katana if need be, but to far lesser success than with a longsword.
Magical Abilities: Tetsuya has the ability to use his magic as another shield as well, forming a slight barrier around himself. Using this renders him immobile however and does not provide a complete 360 degrees of protection; flanking him is the best way around this.
Familiars: N/A
Ki Techniques/powers:
Push; Using his shield, Tetsuya can make an extension of himself and, while pushing his shield forward, creates a small force to knock away anything in front of him. Used namely to put distance between himself and the enemy when he needs to catch his breath. Not very useful on larger enemies or anyone who's strong enough to withstand the hit.
Weapons: Steel Longsword, Steel kite shield
Other Gear:
- Water pouch
- Small pack, containing a bit of bandages, some herbs to help relieve pain and a broken compass -- a memento of his parents.
Personality: Tetsuya is a soft-spoken boy, when he rarely does speak. He is perceptive, and while he may not voice his opinion on something he watches what is around him diligently. Above all else he is loyal to the Shima Lord, and does not take slights to the man kindly. Determined to fulfill his Lord's wish to protect Shima, perhaps to a fault, he is unwavering in his position to do what is best for his clan. In most things he views the world as black and white; good and evil. His ideology of the world living in peace pushes him ironically to fight, and he argues that the only way to achieve everlasting peace is to put aggressors in their place. In some views an ideal guard, he is not without faults.
Tetsuya's black and white view of the world leads to naivete, and he can be a bit brash in acting. While he is well versed in swordplay he's never bothered to learn much else, leaving him a bit clueless in some other respects. In a way, being a guard is all he knows. He also has a slight discontent towards more modern weapons, thinking they are a cowardly, inhumane way of taking a life. If one is to take a life in war then it should be personal, not from dozens or hundreds of feet away.
Brief history: Tetsuya is the son of a Neko fisherman and a human woman. His mother, a resident of Shima, would meet his father Umenka during a routine trading in the city; Hidori worked for a trading company, helping to maintain catalogs and keep track of inventory. The two eventually hit it off and, inevitably, Hidori would become pregnant. During her pregnancy she was brought back to Umenka's place of birth, and in the village Tetsuya would be born.
For the first few years of his life the family remained in Umenka's village, with Hidori picking up the same profession only for a Neko trading company. Their settlement, consisting of nekos and humans alike, proved to be an excellent raising ground for their young child. Being a Nekomimi may well have seen Tetsuya be made fun of quite a lot elsewhere, but here he was accepted. In lieu of everything working well for the family they would eventually move, as the company in which Umenka was employed wanted to open a foreign post, and they meant to send the family there to help.
Almost immediately upon arriving and settling down, Tetsuya and his parents noticed an immediate change of atmosphere. Whereas the Neko homeland was relatively untouched by war this place reeked of it, with soldiers passing through and the occasional news of a battle breaking out being commonplace. Fearing for their child's safety the two deliberated upon sending him away, wishing to send him somewhere to be free from the threat of war. With very few possibilities they near gave up, until a trader from Shima passed through and learned of their pleas. Seeing their only chance, Umenka and Hidori begged the man to take their son, and with a bit of convincing he finally relented.
Tetsuya had little knowledge of anything going to Shima, having never been taught any kind of trade or receiving a real education. He could write, read, knew some basics, but that was about it. Seeing the difficulty in assigning the boy to any real job the trader offered him over to the Lord's men, suggesting they train him as a guard. Even at a young age, now seven years old, he could appreciate what was going on around him. Having little personal say in the matter he was brought off to train, eventually learning the way of the sword from the Lord's guard. Through the years he worked to refine and personalize his training, and today he's become a perfectly capable, if somewhat inexperienced guard.
Other: Learned some magic from other Neko, but not very well versed in it at all.
Awesome :D Just need to give everything a once-through again and I'll let you know if anything comes up :)
"Hey, you helped plenty! I mean you killed that monster didn't you? You and Viral, you helped way more than enough. Not gonna lie, kind of jealous you got to be the ones to kill it." Whatever had happened in the fight was history now, all that mattered was they were all here and alive. It had been a close call, far closer than any of them likely expected by coming to Namek. If they only had to fight the Frost Demon then Takeshi was sure things wouldn't be as bad, nor if they just stuck to fighting the little monsters. Where did that big one come from anyways? They'd never seen something like that before, and he doubted it was just something that happened to be on the planet. If he though anyone here had an answer he might ask, but their whole group looked confused by it. "So what do you think we're gonna do after this, hm? After we get Vegeta's folks back and all?" Takeshi asked, glancing over at Shu and T'charrl, "I mean we're still not really fighting father right now, so there's nothing forcing us to do anything anymore, you know? Either of you guys got any ideas?"
Haku was extremely uneasy about how things were progressing, and seeing Ricken poised to attack Kiton didn't help at all. The treatment the Frost Demon was receiving was far too similar to his own, he couldn't in good conscience sit back and watch him be berated and struck. In a spur of the moment, probably terrible decision he struck out against the rebel, catching him in the jaw with a punch and immediately drawing back a bit. Much to his relief there was no retaliation, though he was sure there would be consequences down the road for what he had done. Keeping an eye on Ricken warily as he left, Haku finally allowed himself to be seated again, smiling nervously as he glanced at his hand and gave it a small shake. It really annoyed him how everything was being placed on Kiton, they didn't know the whole story really. Looking at the Frost Demon as he questioned his actions Haku offered a faint smile, shrugging before giving an uneasy chuckle. "Maybe you did... But I hate bullies, and he's just a bully. If someone's going to discipline you it won't be that jerk. And besides... You brought those things here, but I doubt you meant for anyone to get hurt." Just someone in a bad situation, something he knew all too well too. He wasn't much a fighter if that wasn't obvious by now, but he'd been put up to the task to try and take on and kill the Princes. Why did he agree to that? Because he'd had no choice, it was his only option whether he liked it or not, and he had a feeling Kiton was the same way here. His word likely wasn't worth anything to most people, but if he was right about this then he'd argue on behalf of the alien.
"I never said it would be easy, but that seems the most reasonable course for us, don't you agree? If you feel like your purpose has come to its end then we might as well renew it, however we need to." Vegeta was still very much against giving anyone an order like that, but perhaps his father would have an easier time of it. It had been Aito after all who assigned Viral his purpose initially, so surely he could do it again? Now was hardly the time or place to have such a discussion, especially with the crowd of Namekians that had gathered. Thankfully their escort was privy to Viral's distaste of crowds and pretty quickly everyone was sent on their way, only a few stragglers left to watch as they began their ascent to the Elder's home. The entire settlement had a very simplistic and traditional feel to it, reminding Vegeta quite a lot of more rural areas back on Earth. It was almost a nice change of pace even for someone who didn't mind cities, it was only a shame they wouldn't get to experience a bit more of this world. Drawing nearer to the door the other two Namekians from before both emerged, standing to either side of it and bowing to the leader. This man had to be some sort of military leader, something they seemed to meet a lot of. Odd the Namekians had a standing military, though when surrounded by war perhaps not so much.
The interior of the structure was as every bit simplistic yet endearing as the outside was. Wide paned windows adorned every single wall, giving plenty of natural lighting to the main room of the complex, as well as the others adjoined to it no doubt. This was much more like a home than other official buildings they had visited before, with furniture one might normally find arranged carefully all around the place, giving the building itself a very relaxed feel. The interior walls were all painted a light beige, and with the natural lighting it gave off a sort of warm glow to it, making one feel quite at home. Even though there was an arranged meeting to take place people were still in the building, as one would no doubt see the group chatting away on a bench along one of the walls. Namekians hurried between rooms as well, some carrying papers in their arms and others simply trying to get where they needed to be. Noting how busy this place was Vegeta couldn't help but compare it to Capsule Corporation, another figurative central building which wasn't just filled with secretaries and official workers, it seemed like an everyman could be allowed in here if they so chose, at least in certain parts. Though he was feeling a touch strung up over the impending negotiations seeing this kind of environment made him hopeful about who they'd be meeting with.
"Our Elder and his advisers are just through this doorway, they should be expecting you," the lead Namekian said, stopping at a wide door at the back of the central room. "We've given you the entire afternoon if you need it, but I don't think they'll need that long to decide. Just remember to be courteous with them, and please be sure to show reverence to the Elder when you enter. He is by far the most important individual in to our people, in a way like our King, to put it in terms you may understand. He is a kind enough man, but all the same be sure to show respect." Standing to the side of the door the Namekian pushed it open, folding his arms behind his back once it had swung all the way to give the go ahead to get inside.
Haku was extremely uneasy about how things were progressing, and seeing Ricken poised to attack Kiton didn't help at all. The treatment the Frost Demon was receiving was far too similar to his own, he couldn't in good conscience sit back and watch him be berated and struck. In a spur of the moment, probably terrible decision he struck out against the rebel, catching him in the jaw with a punch and immediately drawing back a bit. Much to his relief there was no retaliation, though he was sure there would be consequences down the road for what he had done. Keeping an eye on Ricken warily as he left, Haku finally allowed himself to be seated again, smiling nervously as he glanced at his hand and gave it a small shake. It really annoyed him how everything was being placed on Kiton, they didn't know the whole story really. Looking at the Frost Demon as he questioned his actions Haku offered a faint smile, shrugging before giving an uneasy chuckle. "Maybe you did... But I hate bullies, and he's just a bully. If someone's going to discipline you it won't be that jerk. And besides... You brought those things here, but I doubt you meant for anyone to get hurt." Just someone in a bad situation, something he knew all too well too. He wasn't much a fighter if that wasn't obvious by now, but he'd been put up to the task to try and take on and kill the Princes. Why did he agree to that? Because he'd had no choice, it was his only option whether he liked it or not, and he had a feeling Kiton was the same way here. His word likely wasn't worth anything to most people, but if he was right about this then he'd argue on behalf of the alien.
"I never said it would be easy, but that seems the most reasonable course for us, don't you agree? If you feel like your purpose has come to its end then we might as well renew it, however we need to." Vegeta was still very much against giving anyone an order like that, but perhaps his father would have an easier time of it. It had been Aito after all who assigned Viral his purpose initially, so surely he could do it again? Now was hardly the time or place to have such a discussion, especially with the crowd of Namekians that had gathered. Thankfully their escort was privy to Viral's distaste of crowds and pretty quickly everyone was sent on their way, only a few stragglers left to watch as they began their ascent to the Elder's home. The entire settlement had a very simplistic and traditional feel to it, reminding Vegeta quite a lot of more rural areas back on Earth. It was almost a nice change of pace even for someone who didn't mind cities, it was only a shame they wouldn't get to experience a bit more of this world. Drawing nearer to the door the other two Namekians from before both emerged, standing to either side of it and bowing to the leader. This man had to be some sort of military leader, something they seemed to meet a lot of. Odd the Namekians had a standing military, though when surrounded by war perhaps not so much.
The interior of the structure was as every bit simplistic yet endearing as the outside was. Wide paned windows adorned every single wall, giving plenty of natural lighting to the main room of the complex, as well as the others adjoined to it no doubt. This was much more like a home than other official buildings they had visited before, with furniture one might normally find arranged carefully all around the place, giving the building itself a very relaxed feel. The interior walls were all painted a light beige, and with the natural lighting it gave off a sort of warm glow to it, making one feel quite at home. Even though there was an arranged meeting to take place people were still in the building, as one would no doubt see the group chatting away on a bench along one of the walls. Namekians hurried between rooms as well, some carrying papers in their arms and others simply trying to get where they needed to be. Noting how busy this place was Vegeta couldn't help but compare it to Capsule Corporation, another figurative central building which wasn't just filled with secretaries and official workers, it seemed like an everyman could be allowed in here if they so chose, at least in certain parts. Though he was feeling a touch strung up over the impending negotiations seeing this kind of environment made him hopeful about who they'd be meeting with.
"Our Elder and his advisers are just through this doorway, they should be expecting you," the lead Namekian said, stopping at a wide door at the back of the central room. "We've given you the entire afternoon if you need it, but I don't think they'll need that long to decide. Just remember to be courteous with them, and please be sure to show reverence to the Elder when you enter. He is by far the most important individual in to our people, in a way like our King, to put it in terms you may understand. He is a kind enough man, but all the same be sure to show respect." Standing to the side of the door the Namekian pushed it open, folding his arms behind his back once it had swung all the way to give the go ahead to get inside.
Hey there :) I was informed you guys might have an opening, and I'd love to join if that's still available ^^
"Tch... Come on, give me some credit! I've had way worse than this before, this is nothing," Takeshi said, grinning as he gave a thumbs up. To try and foolishly prove his point he let go of Shu and attempted to walk on his own, instantly letting out a wince as he placed pressure on his leg. "Ah... Oh that's tender..." Seeing no other recourse he went ahead and sat down gingerly, keeping his leg up a bit to prevent it from pressing against the ground. Such a pain in the ass, not being able to walk on his own. Given a bit more time he could just start using Ki and hover, or if the Namekians really were going to patch them up then he'd be fine to move in no time. Looking at T'charrl and frowning at how down he sounded Takeshi reached over to him, giving him a light hit on the arm with his fist and offering a smile. "We're going to be fine, don't worry about it. The Namekians offered to help us, and even if they didn't we've got the tanks back on the ship, you know? Besides, it's not like you're only here to heal us. It's cool you can do it, but no big deal if you can't." They had been through tons of trouble without someone like T'charrl tagging along, and convenient as his ability was they didn't rely on in. Maybe if someone had suffered a life threatening injury then sure, use the power until it ran dry, but some scrapes and bruises was nothing to fuss over.
Ricken would be damned if Kiton wasn't punished for what he had done here. By running away and landing on Namek he'd inadvertently caused the slaughter of who knows how many Namekians, and on top of that placed them all in danger. Sure the planet was safe now but that didn't right the wrongs he had done. Maybe he couldn't dole out the punishment himself here and now, yet he was going to make damn certain the Frost Demon knew it was coming. "You could have gone to any planet between Kortal and here, and yet you picked Namek! Whether you intended to or not doesn't matter, what you did caused a lot of these people to die, and that can't be forgiven!" It was careless and selfish, Kiton had only been thinking of himself and not what ramifications his actions might have. Ricken was just disgusted by it, how could anyone put innocents in harms way like that? "I can't punish you myself... But I can tell you our leader isn't going to go easy on you, not when he hears about this. This planet isn't even supposed to be involved in the fighting, and now they've been attacked because of you." Getting a bit aggravated by the second the rebel stood upright and curled his hand into a fist, really tempted to give the Frost Demon a good hit to drive home his frustration. Well, someone was definitely struck, but it wasn't Kiton. Reeling a bit from being blindsided Ricken stumbled back, putting a hand on his cheek as he looked over at Haku surprised. "You little bastard..."
"L-Lay off him! You're nuts!" Haku snapped, standing up unsteadily as he pointed at Ricken, "Maybe he did bring those things here... But he was trying to fight them! And he even tried helping us! And besides... Like you said, you can't punish him, so don't even try that!" Seeing the rebel getting all violent and intimidating like that sparked something in him, he couldn't just sit there and watch. The way that Kiton was being treated was awfully reminiscent of his own treatment back on Kortal, and he knew all too well what it felt like to be singled out and abused. Fearing some kind of retaliation he watched as Ricken scoffed and stormed out of the shuttle, shaking a little from nerves once he and the alien were alone. Letting out a lengthy sigh Haku sank back down into the cot, closing his eyes for a moment to try and relax. Neither of them were in any condition to fight, that was probably the only reason Ricken hadn't attacked back just then. Smiling uneasily Haku then turned to Kiton, giving a thumbs up before glancing down at his red knuckles, "I don't think what you did is great either... But I won't let that jerk pick on you."
Viral was going to get better, of that Yumi was absolutely certain now. By the end of the day, if things went well, Aito would be back as would June and her friend's treatment could begin in earnest. The chance to see a healthier, happier Beastman made her rather excited and she couldn't help but dwell on the possibilities of what they might do next. Not only did she have some ideas in mind, but so too was she sure Viral wanted to do something as well. After all he'd spent so long either obeying someone else or being stuck at someone's side, so a chance to be his own person again must be pretty exciting. "If Aito is working then I'm sure everything is going to work out fine. He's the one that did a lot of the work on you, right? So he knows you better than anyone, even that Doctor Ikura person. It's safe to bet that when he gets working things will look up pretty quickly!" That was what she was going to bet on, and she'd keep to that mindset as long as it took, until Viral really was 100% again. Glancing around at the village proper she smiled at some of the curious faces of the Namekians, giving them small waves and laughing as she watched two children wave back then run off. This seemed like a nice world, she was quite glad they had done it a favor and gotten rid of those monsters. "Okay, but who's to say you can't have a new purpose? Or a new lease on life?" Yumi asked, glancing back cheerfully, "Maybe you can think of it as a sort story, and what comes next is just another chapter in your life. We'll help you figure out what to do, don't worry."
The Elder's home, and subsequently the meeting place was only just up ahead. Though the majority of the town was level and flat there was a slight rise in the very center, and it was at the peak of this rise where the village Elder and his peers would meet to make decisions. News of something big being discussed must have spread as a few dozen or so Namekians were gathered around the base of the buildings, chattering amongst themselves and giving the group curious glances. Frowning disprovingly at this becoming a bit of a spectacle the lead Namekian stopped in his tracks, looking around at everyone before clearing his throat loudly. "This is not a public hearing, and I'm sure our guests do not appreciate being swarmed like this. They just fought a hard battle and protected our world, so rather than smother them how about we give them a bit of space, hm?" Publicly supporting the strangers like this might turn some heads, but given his status as the head warrior people were inclined to listen to him. After a bit more murmuring and some more glances in the group's direction he turned back to everyone, smiling slightly as he folded his arms. "Well then... I believe we're ready to begin. Anything you feel you need to ask before we enter?"
"No, I think I'm well prepared enough," Sasha said, smiling slightly as she nodded her head. Truthfully she was quite a bit nervous, rarely did she ever act as a dignitary of sorts without one of her superiors present. Korian and Sayomi wished to broker a sort of alliance with the Namekians, which given their neutrality wasn't going to be easy. More than anything it was a pledge to protect the planet should any harm befall them, but she could easily understand how the locals might perceive it as a sort of invasion to their privacy.
"I'm ready as well, let's get this meeting underway." There was almost an air of impatience about Vegeta, and he was barely standing still as he stared up at the building on the hill. Viral's salvation was inside of that building, and all that separated him and his friends from getting it was a grace from the village Elder. They were so damn close, finally the Beastman was going to be able to start the road to recovery rather than simply be stabilized as he'd been doing all this time. To think that they were at last at the end of this journey to cure Viral... No, not quite yet. There would be more treatments, more examinations, but his father would know exactly what to do. On top of that his mother would be there for support, and as essentially Viral's parents that was something no one else here could provide him. Smiling slightly Vegeta glanced at the Namekian, nodding again in confirmation before following him up the steps.
Ricken would be damned if Kiton wasn't punished for what he had done here. By running away and landing on Namek he'd inadvertently caused the slaughter of who knows how many Namekians, and on top of that placed them all in danger. Sure the planet was safe now but that didn't right the wrongs he had done. Maybe he couldn't dole out the punishment himself here and now, yet he was going to make damn certain the Frost Demon knew it was coming. "You could have gone to any planet between Kortal and here, and yet you picked Namek! Whether you intended to or not doesn't matter, what you did caused a lot of these people to die, and that can't be forgiven!" It was careless and selfish, Kiton had only been thinking of himself and not what ramifications his actions might have. Ricken was just disgusted by it, how could anyone put innocents in harms way like that? "I can't punish you myself... But I can tell you our leader isn't going to go easy on you, not when he hears about this. This planet isn't even supposed to be involved in the fighting, and now they've been attacked because of you." Getting a bit aggravated by the second the rebel stood upright and curled his hand into a fist, really tempted to give the Frost Demon a good hit to drive home his frustration. Well, someone was definitely struck, but it wasn't Kiton. Reeling a bit from being blindsided Ricken stumbled back, putting a hand on his cheek as he looked over at Haku surprised. "You little bastard..."
"L-Lay off him! You're nuts!" Haku snapped, standing up unsteadily as he pointed at Ricken, "Maybe he did bring those things here... But he was trying to fight them! And he even tried helping us! And besides... Like you said, you can't punish him, so don't even try that!" Seeing the rebel getting all violent and intimidating like that sparked something in him, he couldn't just sit there and watch. The way that Kiton was being treated was awfully reminiscent of his own treatment back on Kortal, and he knew all too well what it felt like to be singled out and abused. Fearing some kind of retaliation he watched as Ricken scoffed and stormed out of the shuttle, shaking a little from nerves once he and the alien were alone. Letting out a lengthy sigh Haku sank back down into the cot, closing his eyes for a moment to try and relax. Neither of them were in any condition to fight, that was probably the only reason Ricken hadn't attacked back just then. Smiling uneasily Haku then turned to Kiton, giving a thumbs up before glancing down at his red knuckles, "I don't think what you did is great either... But I won't let that jerk pick on you."
Viral was going to get better, of that Yumi was absolutely certain now. By the end of the day, if things went well, Aito would be back as would June and her friend's treatment could begin in earnest. The chance to see a healthier, happier Beastman made her rather excited and she couldn't help but dwell on the possibilities of what they might do next. Not only did she have some ideas in mind, but so too was she sure Viral wanted to do something as well. After all he'd spent so long either obeying someone else or being stuck at someone's side, so a chance to be his own person again must be pretty exciting. "If Aito is working then I'm sure everything is going to work out fine. He's the one that did a lot of the work on you, right? So he knows you better than anyone, even that Doctor Ikura person. It's safe to bet that when he gets working things will look up pretty quickly!" That was what she was going to bet on, and she'd keep to that mindset as long as it took, until Viral really was 100% again. Glancing around at the village proper she smiled at some of the curious faces of the Namekians, giving them small waves and laughing as she watched two children wave back then run off. This seemed like a nice world, she was quite glad they had done it a favor and gotten rid of those monsters. "Okay, but who's to say you can't have a new purpose? Or a new lease on life?" Yumi asked, glancing back cheerfully, "Maybe you can think of it as a sort story, and what comes next is just another chapter in your life. We'll help you figure out what to do, don't worry."
The Elder's home, and subsequently the meeting place was only just up ahead. Though the majority of the town was level and flat there was a slight rise in the very center, and it was at the peak of this rise where the village Elder and his peers would meet to make decisions. News of something big being discussed must have spread as a few dozen or so Namekians were gathered around the base of the buildings, chattering amongst themselves and giving the group curious glances. Frowning disprovingly at this becoming a bit of a spectacle the lead Namekian stopped in his tracks, looking around at everyone before clearing his throat loudly. "This is not a public hearing, and I'm sure our guests do not appreciate being swarmed like this. They just fought a hard battle and protected our world, so rather than smother them how about we give them a bit of space, hm?" Publicly supporting the strangers like this might turn some heads, but given his status as the head warrior people were inclined to listen to him. After a bit more murmuring and some more glances in the group's direction he turned back to everyone, smiling slightly as he folded his arms. "Well then... I believe we're ready to begin. Anything you feel you need to ask before we enter?"
"No, I think I'm well prepared enough," Sasha said, smiling slightly as she nodded her head. Truthfully she was quite a bit nervous, rarely did she ever act as a dignitary of sorts without one of her superiors present. Korian and Sayomi wished to broker a sort of alliance with the Namekians, which given their neutrality wasn't going to be easy. More than anything it was a pledge to protect the planet should any harm befall them, but she could easily understand how the locals might perceive it as a sort of invasion to their privacy.
"I'm ready as well, let's get this meeting underway." There was almost an air of impatience about Vegeta, and he was barely standing still as he stared up at the building on the hill. Viral's salvation was inside of that building, and all that separated him and his friends from getting it was a grace from the village Elder. They were so damn close, finally the Beastman was going to be able to start the road to recovery rather than simply be stabilized as he'd been doing all this time. To think that they were at last at the end of this journey to cure Viral... No, not quite yet. There would be more treatments, more examinations, but his father would know exactly what to do. On top of that his mother would be there for support, and as essentially Viral's parents that was something no one else here could provide him. Smiling slightly Vegeta glanced at the Namekian, nodding again in confirmation before following him up the steps.
Takeshi didn't want to waste anymore time sitting in the shuttle, certainly not while T'charrl was out here all by himself. He knew the guy wasn't crazy about being alone, and with most everyone else either going off or sitting in the ship he didn't have much company. Shu would no doubt like to spend time with their friend, and the older boy supposed he would too. Bit of a shame, the form he was in now, especially seeing as T'charrl had just gotten back to normal. If they did it once though they could do it again, hopefully it wouldn't take near as long to get him back. Having to use his brother as support Takeshi hobbled along, watching confused as the little guy tried to spook the Kaesstrian for whatever reason; it didn't work as he figured, they were hardly being stealthy on their way over here. "Yeah, so? It was kind of stuffy in there and we wanted some fresh air," he replied, smirking as he shrugged his shoulders, "Aaand... I guess we wanted to come hang out with our friend, you know? That is unless you want to sit here alone?"
"They could heal you, that's what I said. Don't you want to be treated?" Haku repeated, frowning confused at Kiton's reaction. It wasn't until he heard the rest that he got an idea of why the alien was so on edge, blinking in surprise before letting out a sigh and shaking his head. They were here on important business and now they were harboring someone who had murdered these people? If the group knew about that then they wouldn't be carrying him around like this, he wagered, not if it might jeopardize their reason for coming to Namek. "You killed some of them...? I though it was just the monsters," Haku said, "You're in big trouble if you killed them, you know that right? I doubt anyone here is going to try protecting you over that." In fact now he felt a bit uneasy just being near this person, they could be in danger with him around. He was hardly in any position to do anything about it, but that wasn't going to keep Ricken from doing anything apparently. Gasping when the rebel got to his feet he worried things might escalate just going by how angry he looked. "D-Don't hurt him! It's not our place to!"
Ricken glared over at Haku before sneering, glancing back to Kiton and standing before him. "It's not huh? So whose place is it then? Do you want to be the one to tell these people he killed some of them?" Even if he was speaking more of bringing those things with him Kiton was still guilty, and the rebel didn't need much reason to begin with to get rid of him. Leaning over the Frost Demon he slammed his palm into the wall beside his head, smirking as he leaned down some. "Look... If you did something then fess up, tell me right now. You're going to get punished one way or another, it just depends on how bad what you did is. Everyone else might be all fine and dandy with giving you a hand, but you want to bet that changes once they hear about this?"
There would be a lot that they could do again once Viral was happy, and it had Yumi all borderline giddy just thinking about it. Never mind too all of the things they used to do together, just the sheer fact that her friend was going to be healthy and happier was exciting in of itself. Smiling apologetically she took her hand back, knowing now not to brush off Viral's warnings as she gave a small nod of her head. "Sorry, but there's got to be tons I can still learn from you. You're still a better martial artist than I am, and there must be all sorts of new things I can do like this, I'll need someone to teach me everything. That is of course if you don't mind having a student again." She wanted to learn more about fighting, that had always been one of her big drives up until everything had happened. Now that some semblance of normalcy was over the horizon maybe she could get back to it once more. Seeing that Vegeta and the others were starting to head into town Yumi smiled at Viral, gesturing for him to tag along, wanting to remain at his side. "I want to ask too... What do you want to do once you're healthy again? There's tons I want to do with you, but I really should ask what you want. Anything in mind?"
"They could heal you, that's what I said. Don't you want to be treated?" Haku repeated, frowning confused at Kiton's reaction. It wasn't until he heard the rest that he got an idea of why the alien was so on edge, blinking in surprise before letting out a sigh and shaking his head. They were here on important business and now they were harboring someone who had murdered these people? If the group knew about that then they wouldn't be carrying him around like this, he wagered, not if it might jeopardize their reason for coming to Namek. "You killed some of them...? I though it was just the monsters," Haku said, "You're in big trouble if you killed them, you know that right? I doubt anyone here is going to try protecting you over that." In fact now he felt a bit uneasy just being near this person, they could be in danger with him around. He was hardly in any position to do anything about it, but that wasn't going to keep Ricken from doing anything apparently. Gasping when the rebel got to his feet he worried things might escalate just going by how angry he looked. "D-Don't hurt him! It's not our place to!"
Ricken glared over at Haku before sneering, glancing back to Kiton and standing before him. "It's not huh? So whose place is it then? Do you want to be the one to tell these people he killed some of them?" Even if he was speaking more of bringing those things with him Kiton was still guilty, and the rebel didn't need much reason to begin with to get rid of him. Leaning over the Frost Demon he slammed his palm into the wall beside his head, smirking as he leaned down some. "Look... If you did something then fess up, tell me right now. You're going to get punished one way or another, it just depends on how bad what you did is. Everyone else might be all fine and dandy with giving you a hand, but you want to bet that changes once they hear about this?"
There would be a lot that they could do again once Viral was happy, and it had Yumi all borderline giddy just thinking about it. Never mind too all of the things they used to do together, just the sheer fact that her friend was going to be healthy and happier was exciting in of itself. Smiling apologetically she took her hand back, knowing now not to brush off Viral's warnings as she gave a small nod of her head. "Sorry, but there's got to be tons I can still learn from you. You're still a better martial artist than I am, and there must be all sorts of new things I can do like this, I'll need someone to teach me everything. That is of course if you don't mind having a student again." She wanted to learn more about fighting, that had always been one of her big drives up until everything had happened. Now that some semblance of normalcy was over the horizon maybe she could get back to it once more. Seeing that Vegeta and the others were starting to head into town Yumi smiled at Viral, gesturing for him to tag along, wanting to remain at his side. "I want to ask too... What do you want to do once you're healthy again? There's tons I want to do with you, but I really should ask what you want. Anything in mind?"
The meal had been pretty good, now all that was left to do was seduce Asha a bit more. It was probably some awful sin or something to put the works on an innocent temple girl like this, but Katsu really couldn't care less about that. He just needed a little insurance when around Siku, and what better way than to pull the wool over her friend's eyes? The only downside to this that he could imagine was if the girl really took to him, then she might turn up places and put him in really odd situations. Eh, he'd worry about that later though, one thing at a time. Questioning her innocently enough he gave a false smile as she spoke, wondering whether she actually even did anything out there or not; the response would have to wait, as it happened they had some visitors.
Katsu had noticed it earlier as well, but he was more than used to being eyeballed by people by now. Cops, he assumed, probably looking for him over his theft not an hour ago. A bit odd they wouldn't be just coming for him here and now, though maybe they just didn't want to cause a scene. Heh, well that was fine then, if he just made a break for it then they'd have to chase, and he could easily escape as he always did. Curiously enough it looked like he wasn't the only one who caught wind of something amiss either, both Siku and Hiresh looked to be on alert. In no uncertain terms one of the men finally approached, and shockingly it wasn't him who reacted first, but the spoiled little Water tribe girl. Watching as she tossed the table then subsequently smacked the guy with water Katsu had to bite his tongue, trying not to burst out laughing at her reaction.
Though he had begun to snicker at the scene unfolding before him it hardly lasted. Upon hearing the men identify themselves Katsu's whole demeanor changed, the smile wiping clean from his face as he looked down at the floor in disbelief. The White Lotus, all the way here in Republic City? Well that wasn't too surprising, he knew they operated here, but how? He had been so careful, never leaving a trail or anything and yet somehow they'd cornered him. Damn it, they were insane if they thought he was going back, back to all that training and mundane ritual. He hadn't run all the way here just to return to that boring life, he'd sooner die than do such a thing.
Hearing Siku questioning him Katsu glanced up, eying her steadily as he remained silent. So she was going to help them now too, huh? Damn shame, he sort of liked her up until this point. He didn't want to hurt her or anyone here for that matter, but if push came to shove he'd do what he had to in order to escape. Smiling tightly as he shook his head he held up his hands innocently, letting out a faint chuckle.
"Siku... Listen..."
Before he got another word out Hiresh was making his move, attempting to pin him where he stood. Having none of it Katsu quickly pushed his chair back, knocking it and himself into one of the White Lotus members. Reaching back behind him he grabbed the man's shirt, flipping him over and onto his back before getting out of the chair, grabbing it and blocking a coil of wire with it. They had a metal bender with them, how annoying! Though maybe not... Fire melted metal. Smirking as he tugged on the chain he channeled a bit of energy to his palms, and with a sudden flash the chair lit up, the flames dancing down the length of the wire and forcing the man to sever it. Tossing the burning chair aside he grinned, darting back for the rear door through the kitchen. All around them people were becoming panicked, guests who were still there screaming and making a mad dash for the main exit. Tough luck everyone, come back some other time.
Pushing the swinging doors open Katsu quickly stopped, turning around and kicking one to smack one of the White Lotus in the face and knock him away. Then, grabbing one of the tables he pulled it over, placing it before the doors and pushing past the confused kitchen staff as he raced through the room. To his dismay a pair of men came in through the only exit there, neither looking willing to budge for him. Seeing no other option he gathered fire in his hands, punching at them and sending flames in their direction. One was an Earth bender, and readily raised a slab of the floor to block the attacks. No sooner had he lowered it though was Katsu on them, ready to fight his way through. One of the men was much older than he was, with white hair and a long beard that looked deliciously susceptible to catching alight, and the other was maybe a few years his senior. Experienced yet frail and strong yet undisciplined, he had this in the bag,
Ducking under one set of grabbing arms he pushed the younger man against the wall, leaning back to avoid a punch from the old man. Smirking smugly he grabbed his arm, pulling him forward and punching him hard in the gut. Katsu derived absolutely no pleasure from fighting, but between going back and doing this there was only one clear option. With the man winded just from one blow he swept his feet out from under him, quickly turning on the younger man and delivering a round house kick to his jaw, knocking him out. Hey, if you were going to sign up for this job you had better be ready for anything, including that. With his only opposition sprawled on the floor he jumped over them, pushing through the back door and into the rear alleyway.
Now then... Where did he go from here? There were a few options that he could think of; the fire escape could be taken to the roof, though he loathed to have to get into a spot up there where he might be stuck; the alleys should be fairly safe yet there was no guarantee they didn't have a perimeter, so what was left? Looking around he spotted a manhole cover, immediately racing over to it and grabbing hold of the edge, and with a grunt of effort he managed to lift it off and move it aside. A few more White Lotus men were coming out to the street, but by the time they had gotten there he was already going down the ladder, having slipped the cover back over the manhole. So long as no one saw him do that he ought to be in the clear.
Katsu had noticed it earlier as well, but he was more than used to being eyeballed by people by now. Cops, he assumed, probably looking for him over his theft not an hour ago. A bit odd they wouldn't be just coming for him here and now, though maybe they just didn't want to cause a scene. Heh, well that was fine then, if he just made a break for it then they'd have to chase, and he could easily escape as he always did. Curiously enough it looked like he wasn't the only one who caught wind of something amiss either, both Siku and Hiresh looked to be on alert. In no uncertain terms one of the men finally approached, and shockingly it wasn't him who reacted first, but the spoiled little Water tribe girl. Watching as she tossed the table then subsequently smacked the guy with water Katsu had to bite his tongue, trying not to burst out laughing at her reaction.
Though he had begun to snicker at the scene unfolding before him it hardly lasted. Upon hearing the men identify themselves Katsu's whole demeanor changed, the smile wiping clean from his face as he looked down at the floor in disbelief. The White Lotus, all the way here in Republic City? Well that wasn't too surprising, he knew they operated here, but how? He had been so careful, never leaving a trail or anything and yet somehow they'd cornered him. Damn it, they were insane if they thought he was going back, back to all that training and mundane ritual. He hadn't run all the way here just to return to that boring life, he'd sooner die than do such a thing.
Hearing Siku questioning him Katsu glanced up, eying her steadily as he remained silent. So she was going to help them now too, huh? Damn shame, he sort of liked her up until this point. He didn't want to hurt her or anyone here for that matter, but if push came to shove he'd do what he had to in order to escape. Smiling tightly as he shook his head he held up his hands innocently, letting out a faint chuckle.
"Siku... Listen..."
Before he got another word out Hiresh was making his move, attempting to pin him where he stood. Having none of it Katsu quickly pushed his chair back, knocking it and himself into one of the White Lotus members. Reaching back behind him he grabbed the man's shirt, flipping him over and onto his back before getting out of the chair, grabbing it and blocking a coil of wire with it. They had a metal bender with them, how annoying! Though maybe not... Fire melted metal. Smirking as he tugged on the chain he channeled a bit of energy to his palms, and with a sudden flash the chair lit up, the flames dancing down the length of the wire and forcing the man to sever it. Tossing the burning chair aside he grinned, darting back for the rear door through the kitchen. All around them people were becoming panicked, guests who were still there screaming and making a mad dash for the main exit. Tough luck everyone, come back some other time.
Pushing the swinging doors open Katsu quickly stopped, turning around and kicking one to smack one of the White Lotus in the face and knock him away. Then, grabbing one of the tables he pulled it over, placing it before the doors and pushing past the confused kitchen staff as he raced through the room. To his dismay a pair of men came in through the only exit there, neither looking willing to budge for him. Seeing no other option he gathered fire in his hands, punching at them and sending flames in their direction. One was an Earth bender, and readily raised a slab of the floor to block the attacks. No sooner had he lowered it though was Katsu on them, ready to fight his way through. One of the men was much older than he was, with white hair and a long beard that looked deliciously susceptible to catching alight, and the other was maybe a few years his senior. Experienced yet frail and strong yet undisciplined, he had this in the bag,
Ducking under one set of grabbing arms he pushed the younger man against the wall, leaning back to avoid a punch from the old man. Smirking smugly he grabbed his arm, pulling him forward and punching him hard in the gut. Katsu derived absolutely no pleasure from fighting, but between going back and doing this there was only one clear option. With the man winded just from one blow he swept his feet out from under him, quickly turning on the younger man and delivering a round house kick to his jaw, knocking him out. Hey, if you were going to sign up for this job you had better be ready for anything, including that. With his only opposition sprawled on the floor he jumped over them, pushing through the back door and into the rear alleyway.
Now then... Where did he go from here? There were a few options that he could think of; the fire escape could be taken to the roof, though he loathed to have to get into a spot up there where he might be stuck; the alleys should be fairly safe yet there was no guarantee they didn't have a perimeter, so what was left? Looking around he spotted a manhole cover, immediately racing over to it and grabbing hold of the edge, and with a grunt of effort he managed to lift it off and move it aside. A few more White Lotus men were coming out to the street, but by the time they had gotten there he was already going down the ladder, having slipped the cover back over the manhole. So long as no one saw him do that he ought to be in the clear.
Takeshi was really sick of sitting around at this point, they did way too much of that as of late; sitting in their ship, sitting in the shuttle, sitting while back on Earth, he couldn't keep doing it. Injuries or not he was going to get up, even if he needed Shu to drag him for that to happen. Smiling as his brother helped him up he limped along while moving towards the door, reaching eagerly for the side to get out only to let out a groan as they stopped. What was Ricken on about now, snapping at Shu like that? He'd bit his tongue and not said anything when the guy was making fun of him, but if he thought he was going to be rude to the little guy he was mistaken. "What are you staring at him for, huh? He hasn't-" Takeshi began to say, gasping as Shu abruptly jumped out of the ship and near dragged him down with him. Grasping at the air to try and right himself the older boy stumbled out, wincing as he put pressure on one leg to catch himself and grabbing Shu in the process. Thankfully he had managed to keep upright, one arm around his brother's shoulders for dear life as he tenderly set his legs down one by one. "Oh man that smarts... I'm gonna be sore for days..." he grumbled, that was unless they took up the Namekian's offer. Looking around to get a better view of the area he saw T'charrl sulking by himself, smiling slightly and nudging Shu in that direction. "Come on, if we can't go with the others we might as well keep him company, you know?"
Haku really didn't know what to do with himself at the moment, not even trying to delude himself to think he had a place in the negotiations. If he was lucky perhaps he could at least leave the ship, take a look around perhaps and enjoy the sights. Visiting other worlds and not having to blow them to pieces was a very nice change of pace, and while he had done nothing to earn the trust of these people he hoped they'd give him the courtesy of looking around. Even if he were to do so however who would he go with? Walking around alone in his condition might be a bother, and he didn't think that Ricken was going to be all that receptive to a request. Looking over instead at Kiton he smiled uncertainly, wondering if his chances with the Frost Demon were any better. The alien looked to be pretty nervous about something, and not knowing the whole story about his being here he couldn't even guess at why that might be. "Hey... Uh, Kiton right?" Haku asked, glancing at the door hopefully, "Want to go take a look around? I... Well I mean I know you're hurt and all, so I get it if you want to relax. But they offered to heal us too, yeah? So we should go do that." At this point he was even willing to spend time with the total stranger, he really needed to make an actual friend here.
"Fael, Domi, go on ahead and inform everyone of our request for a council. I'll show our friends there in a moment, understood?" the leader asked, "And let them know we have injured out here too, send someone to tend to their wounds if you can." With the recent attacks on villages many of their people who could heal were out, trying to save the injured or helping with the unsavory job of cleaning up the settlements. Just because people were gone didn't mean things would fall into disrepair, there was a certain degree of pride and respect in maintaining their settlements. Once his companions had left the lead Namekian turned back to the group, giving a passing glance at each of the four members before clearing his throat. "I take it you'll be joining us, very well. I feel it is only safe to warn you beforehand that many of my people are wary of outsiders, and your request isn't bound to help that. With the war raging it's a fear that our world may be caught in the crossfire because of our Dragonballs, so I don't doubt rumors are spreading already. It will take a bit of convincing on your part, but if you can prove you're not here for anything malicious they may yet honor your request." He could still recall his brief time spent on Earth, and how hospitable and helpful the residents of that world had been. Though he had been through a fair bit since then, if his appearance wasn't indicative enough, he hadn't forgotten those kindnesses. It was a long shot to giving these travelers what they sought, but if they were in fact from Earth this was his chance of repaying them.
"Of course, we completely understand," Yumi said, smiling politely as she gave a nod, "I don't know how we'll convince them, but we will. Besides, correct me if I'm wrong but it sounds like some bad things happened here before we showed up, right? Well... I think we only need one wish, so what if we used one or two to fix whatever went on here? I mean if we show them we're more than happy to help out I bet they'll like us better." As nice as that sentiment was there was an inherent flaw in her proposal and she knew that. Sure, they could offer to give up a wish or two but there was no guarantee they would keep their word. They knew they would, it seemed like this Namekian had confidence they would, but ultimately they were strangers asking for a pretty steep favor. Glancing back at Viral she offered him a smile of reassurance, reaching over and placing a hand on his arm lightly. "We're almost there, you'll be better soon enough. I hope you're ready to get back to teaching me things!"
Haku really didn't know what to do with himself at the moment, not even trying to delude himself to think he had a place in the negotiations. If he was lucky perhaps he could at least leave the ship, take a look around perhaps and enjoy the sights. Visiting other worlds and not having to blow them to pieces was a very nice change of pace, and while he had done nothing to earn the trust of these people he hoped they'd give him the courtesy of looking around. Even if he were to do so however who would he go with? Walking around alone in his condition might be a bother, and he didn't think that Ricken was going to be all that receptive to a request. Looking over instead at Kiton he smiled uncertainly, wondering if his chances with the Frost Demon were any better. The alien looked to be pretty nervous about something, and not knowing the whole story about his being here he couldn't even guess at why that might be. "Hey... Uh, Kiton right?" Haku asked, glancing at the door hopefully, "Want to go take a look around? I... Well I mean I know you're hurt and all, so I get it if you want to relax. But they offered to heal us too, yeah? So we should go do that." At this point he was even willing to spend time with the total stranger, he really needed to make an actual friend here.
"Fael, Domi, go on ahead and inform everyone of our request for a council. I'll show our friends there in a moment, understood?" the leader asked, "And let them know we have injured out here too, send someone to tend to their wounds if you can." With the recent attacks on villages many of their people who could heal were out, trying to save the injured or helping with the unsavory job of cleaning up the settlements. Just because people were gone didn't mean things would fall into disrepair, there was a certain degree of pride and respect in maintaining their settlements. Once his companions had left the lead Namekian turned back to the group, giving a passing glance at each of the four members before clearing his throat. "I take it you'll be joining us, very well. I feel it is only safe to warn you beforehand that many of my people are wary of outsiders, and your request isn't bound to help that. With the war raging it's a fear that our world may be caught in the crossfire because of our Dragonballs, so I don't doubt rumors are spreading already. It will take a bit of convincing on your part, but if you can prove you're not here for anything malicious they may yet honor your request." He could still recall his brief time spent on Earth, and how hospitable and helpful the residents of that world had been. Though he had been through a fair bit since then, if his appearance wasn't indicative enough, he hadn't forgotten those kindnesses. It was a long shot to giving these travelers what they sought, but if they were in fact from Earth this was his chance of repaying them.
"Of course, we completely understand," Yumi said, smiling politely as she gave a nod, "I don't know how we'll convince them, but we will. Besides, correct me if I'm wrong but it sounds like some bad things happened here before we showed up, right? Well... I think we only need one wish, so what if we used one or two to fix whatever went on here? I mean if we show them we're more than happy to help out I bet they'll like us better." As nice as that sentiment was there was an inherent flaw in her proposal and she knew that. Sure, they could offer to give up a wish or two but there was no guarantee they would keep their word. They knew they would, it seemed like this Namekian had confidence they would, but ultimately they were strangers asking for a pretty steep favor. Glancing back at Viral she offered him a smile of reassurance, reaching over and placing a hand on his arm lightly. "We're almost there, you'll be better soon enough. I hope you're ready to get back to teaching me things!"
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