GambolMuse

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Healing T'charrl was proving to be easy enough, and really Eri would have kept trying even if it proved to be a challenge. There was something fulfilling about seeing wounds close like that, it made him feel good about himself. Where he was hardly ever going to be a warrior like his father he could at the very least help others this way, and perhaps even save lives. Smiling proudly as he mended the antennae he then shifted his focus onto T'charrl's arms. Even from just glancing at them he could see what some of the issue was, noting how the skin looked unusually stretched and taught. No idea what had caused it, but then he didn't need to know the cause, he'd mend the injury regardless. After finishing the first arm he moved to work on the second, pausing when T'charrl questioned him.

"Oh... W-Well, it's not really anything that amazing," Eri mumbled, smiling as he shrugged his shoulders, "You see... Every living thing has energy in its body, Ki as you called it. What I do is use my Ki to make your cells sort of... Work extra hard. When I do that they split faster and regenerate, making wounds patch up." At least that was how the concept was explained to him, though not in those exact words. The actual science of the process was a little lost on the young Namekian, all he knew was he held his hands out, channeled energy and wounds would vanish. Much like knowing how someone was hurt however he figured understanding the process itself even was trivial, all he needed to know was where to apply his energy to.

So maybe Kiton had done some bad things before, but that was then. Everyone did something that they weren't proud of, and everyone would probably have to face up to what they had done at one point or another too. If Kiton didn't want to be thought of as a bad person then he had better start making amends, and the best way Haku figured to do that was join them. Everything this group had done so far since his joining was for the better, or at the very least neutral enough that they weren't harming anyone. If the alien was really as remorseful as he sounded then he'd join up, take the chance to make a change and maybe then he wouldn't have to worry so much. Kiton was a bit careful to make any decisions just yet, something he supposed he couldn't wholly blame the alien for; they were still strangers to one another, and regardless of what he might say there was nothing to prove it.

"Uh... What...?" Haku asked, watching as Kiton unsuccessfully tried to get up, "Where are you planning to go? We should wait until we're healed." Maybe that was where he was trying to head, and one would suppose it would be just as easy to go to the healer rather than wait for them to arrive. Seeing as he could move moderately well Haku decided to oblige the Frost Demon, slowly getting up before helping Kiton do the same. "They said someone was coming by to help us, so why don't we wait for them? We can go outside if you'd rather, it looks pretty nice out there."

"Even so, I cannot thank you enough. I can't express how much this means to me, to Viral, to all of us." Vegeta would likely end up prattling if he wasn't careful, as he was quite excited at the turn of events. In addition to that too he was quite tired, both physically and mentally from today's ordeals. Beaten up, bloodied and broken, on the precipice of self loathing and now rejuvenated and optimistic he was quite literally everywhere, feeling fair exhausted over it all. Not wholly certain how to proceed at this point he considered going back to the others and waiting for the Dragonballs, but before he could get up Viral had something else in mind. Watching the Beastman curiously he frowned as Viral made a bolt for the door, confused as to why he was so rushed to get out of the room. Starting to get up to follow he stopped when Yumi placed a hand on his shoulder, going out herself and leaving him with the Elder. Letting out a soft sigh Vegeta sat back down, managing a slight smile as he could only shrug his shoulders. If that didn't demonstrate why Viral needed this he wasn't sure what would.

Ricken hardly wanted to be hearing this from Sasha right now, and he couldn't believe her stance on the matter. Kiton was guilty no matter how you looked at it, and who knows what else he had done before now. The fact that anyone was blindly defending him was utter nonsense, they couldn't be treating the Frost Demon just like another traveler. Scowling when Sasha told him off he turned around to leave, but before going anywhere glanced back when he heard a door fly open. To his surprise Viral had come bolting out, and even more surprising was how the Beastman managed to totally lose his footing, coming tumbling down the steps at him and Sasha. Rolling his eyes in annoyance Ricken put one leg back to brace himself, extending his arm out and catching Viral in the process, near falling backwards as he did so. With the falling freak halted he frowned, looking down at the Beastman utterly clueless.

"Viral...! Are you alright?" Yumi called, looking down the steps worriedly. Oh no, he fell? Hurrying down after him she rushed to his side, pushing a confused Ricken away as she gingerly began checking Viral for injuries. "You're not hurt, are you? Oh you can't get hurt now, we're so close to making things right again!" she exclaimed, a little panicked as she continued examining him, "Tell me, does anything hurt? We can go find that healer Namekian, he can make it better."

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Alrighty :) Don't want to saturate the thread so I'll post sparingly until everyone meets up ^^

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So I meant to ask, is there a particular order we all post in? :o I mean I figure it doesn't matter much for Tetsuya now, albeit all he'd be doing is wandering about.

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There we are, hope its okay *o* Wanted to do something a little fun.

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Dealing with Ru was not bound to be an easy task, this much Tetsuya knew. The people of Ru and Kenzo had just about as little to do with the war as Shima did, and yet they were even more reclusive than Shima in many regards. This was the young Neko's first time here and he hadn't been entirely sure what to expect, only going off of the slight details he had been provided before making the trip out. It was proving to be... Interesting. The culture of Ru was very different from what he was accustomed to, and he wasn't used to seeing so many people dressed for battle. The citizens were nice enough he supposed, but it wasn't easy to fully relax when half of the people you saw were armed.

Much to his chagrin an audience with Lady Himiko Ru wasn't easy to get. For a woman who was supposed to be receptive to visitors there was very little opportunity for him to visit. It could perhaps be his appearance, clad in armor with a weapon strapped to his hip, or the fact he found himself in a slightly unfortunate circumstance. Though he did bear the seal of Lord Shima, albeit not openly, not every person he had encountered was wholly welcoming of him. Some people gave him a funny look but let him pass along while others had a few choice words, but that was the extent of their harassment. It wasn't until he moved along and went to the inn to ask questions that he got into a bit of a mess.

Tetsuya was busy asking the patrons of the inn how to seek an audience with Lady Himiko Ru, as he didn't even know where her palace was to begin with. In hindsight perhaps a tavern was a poor place to ask around, the majority of people in here were either too grumpy or too drunk to answer questions. Approaching the barkeep to ask him a few questions as well he waited patiently as the man went to ask other employees, feeling dejected when he returned emptyhanded. Letting out a sigh the Neko hung his head, shaking it before lifting his hand in thanks.

"I appreciate the effort, sir. I'll be on my way..." Tetsuya replied, taking a bow before turning to move for the door. Interestingly he came face to face with one of the patrons, a rather grumpy, disheveled looking man that was just a head taller than him. Furrowing his brow slightly he tried to step around him, sighing as his shoulder was grabbed and he was stopped in place. "May I help you with something, sir?"

"No, but I can help you leave this place," the man retorted, grinning as he gestured to himself, "I bet you're some spy looking for our Lady, aren't you? Well... No one's going to hurt her on our watch!"

This man was, quite clearly, drunk and well over his head. It was utterly absurd to think a guard of Lord Shima's would be involved in any such task, or that someone would be so blatantly obvious if that was their intention. Tetsuya couldn't even begin to explain how idiotic those accusations were, and the groans of other patrons seemed to voice his doubts. Seeing no short end to this he tried to walk away again, instead being pushed back by the man once more. Outside people would be able to hear the man shout a bit, and soon afterwards the sound of something smacking against metal. A few sharp yelps later and the door opened up, the man flying out a second later afterwards. With a thud he landed in the street below, groaning as he laid sprawled out, one eye puffed up and bruised and his nose red from being hit. Tetsuya would exit the tavern a second later, frowning as he slowly descended the steps and stood before the man.

"Don't you ever insult my Lord like that. He would never wish for undue harm towards your lady," Tetusya said, frowning as he heard footsteps behind him. Glancing over his shoulder he saw a few other men coming out, but rather than confront him they hurried to the fallen man, grabbing hold of him and pulling him away.

"Sorry for the trouble, kid! Jishi has a big mouth when he drinks, don't mind him!" one of the men said, smiling apologetically as he bowed his head.

Of course he did, most people did. No harm was done though, he was fine for it and the words spoken, while insulting, had ultimately done no harm. Only nodding his head in slight reply Tetsuya sighed, walking back down the road into Ru proper. So that was fruitless, there had to be someone he could speak to about the Lady's whereabouts. Or he could just wander until he stumbled across it, though he did hate to waste time. What a bother this was turning out to be...

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It was, just making sure that it doesn't conflict with anything :3

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So it's cool to have Tetsuya be ahead in Ru already?

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I'm sure they'll like you, don't worry about it so much!" Takeshi said, smiling awkwardly as he reached out to pat T'charrl's back, instead just giving him a small pat on the shoulder. These were people who had played around with creating a life, and if there were others before Viral then that meant some had probably turned out bad. He wasn't a scientist but he'd bet that something had to be done with the ones before, and anyone who handled that kind of thing wouldn't mind an alien. Seeing the young Namekian come over to join them he watched Eri curiously, wondering who he was going to first before smiling as T'charrl was picked. Fine by him, other than being sore he really wasn't in pain, and his friend deserved getting seen to first for what he'd done. Letting the two of them go ahead and sort things out Takeshi looked back towards the village, wondering how the meeting was going. There wasn't really anyone there who might mess it up he figured, it was mostly a matter of whether the Namekians liked them well enough for what they had done.

"Your antennae then? O-Okay, that shouldn't be too hard," Eri said with a smile, "I'll get those first, I just need you to sit still is all." There didn't seem to be a need to clean this person off, he didn't have any blood on him to speak of. Good, that meant he should be able to just go ahead and heal the wounds right away. Rolling back his slightly too long sleeves he held his hands just centimeters from T'charrl, focusing solely on his antennae as he began channeling his energy into his palms. After a few seconds a light sparked in each palm, and both would gradually take on a yellow glow as he began working on mending the wounds. Since they were so small he was done in just under a minute, smiling satisfied as he gave a little nod and sat back.

"That should do it... Now, your arms right?" Obviously a bit large than the antennae, or actually quite a lot larger, but again easy enough. Inhaling to keep himself relaxed Eri shuffled forward a bit, kneeling down as he held his hands out over T'charrl's arm. As before he channeled his energy into his hands, finding that taking care of these wounds was a bit more time consuming than the ones before. The person he was working on was awfully quiet during the process, yet he didn't mind much. It was nice to be able to put his talents to use, and if he could help the people who'd saved Namek from monsters then it was time well spent.

"There are way worse crimes than stealing though, way worse. I doubt you'll ever see the people you stole from again anyways, and I'd bet they replaced whatever you took. They'll get over it, that's what I'm saying, and no one was hurt because of that," Haku replied, smiling slightly as he rubbed his hands together, "People got hurt by this, but it wasn't your fault. There's a way to fix it, we just don't know what that is. If we keep trying to think of something though we'll find it." If he could be forgiven and allowed into this group than so could Kiton. Really if things were half as bad as what the alien was telling him it wasn't like there were many other places to go anyways. Should he be wanted by anyone for stealing he'd probably end up under arrest, and that in of itself was a really lousy situation; galactic officers were pretty well known for being scummy, and being put in their custody was as good as being captured by the Saiyans, maybe even worse in some cases.

"Eh? Our leader?" Haku asked, blinking as he frowned, "We don't have a leader. The rebels do, but we're not rebels. I... Well to be honest I don't really know what to call us. I guess we're helping them in a way but we're not technically them, so we have no leader. Things around here are usually a group decision." He supposed Vegeta might be the leader if one had to pick, but even he didn't have the complete say all the time. "If you've got nothing then that's all the more reason to join us! We can help you out, and there's nothing saying you have to stay with us. If you hang around until you're back on your feet and leave I bet they'd let you. But you know what? I wouldn't want to, things are pretty good here."

"Oh... We need two wishes?" Yumi repeated, blinking as she looked at her hand again. Well that wasn't too bad, they would have the two needed even after the Namekians got their own people back. Glancing back up at the Elder as he spoke she hung onto every word, unaware that the Dragonballs worked in such a way. Probably a good thing they had found out now, it would have been a huge letdown to bring Aito and June back only to have to find them back on Earth again. Hearing that they were going to be allowed to make their wishes almost sounded too good to be true, but hearing on it further she knew there was no mistaking it. With a wide smile Yumi clenched her hands into fists, fighting back the urge to let out a cheer as she instead gave a small fist pump.

"You mean it...? You're allowing us to use them?" Vegeta asked, blinking as he looked at the Elder in surprise. He had been awfully quick to agree to their request, especially since he'd had no real reason to comply. Slowly a smile crept to his lips, again leaning forward politely almost to the point where his head touched the table. "Thank you sir, thank you so much. If there is ever anything you need from us you only need to ask, you don't know how much we appreciate this." A speaker was going to be fetched which meant the wishes were going to be made soon, far sooner than he'd anticipated. Before the day was done his parents would be back with them, and Viral would at long last get to recovering.

Sasha felt a bit awkward sitting in the room right now, having said her piece for the time being and having no real opinion on the wishes. There was nothing she would wish for, shy perhaps for the King's demise, but somehow she figured the Namekians weren't going to give her a chance for that. Besides it was the Prince's group who wanted the wishes, she wasn't going to deny them that for anything of her own. Seeing little purpose for her to linger for now she smiled politely at the Elder, giving a small bow of her own before rising to her feet. She had made it known the rebels were looking out for Namek at least, now she should get back to the shuttle and report on what had happened. Exiting the meeting room she went ahead and made her way out of the building, pausing when she spotted her brother at the bottom, leaning against the pillars and not looking at all pleased. Frowning she let out a sigh, going down the steps and giving him a look to prompt him to speak up.

"It's that damned Frost Demon, Kiton. He has to be punished for what he did," Ricken said plainly, frowning as he spoke. "He brought those monsters here to try and save himself and in doing so Namekians were killed. On top of that he's just a troublemaker, I don't like him. We should prevent any further problems and deal with him now, otherwise he could come back and bite us in the ass."

"No, I don't think we will," Sasha retorted, looking back at her brother steadily as he glared at her. "He's a victim here too, and whatever he's done it isn't that bad, considering what we deal with. Just let it go, the Namekians are being wished back and they'll recover. I'll bet Korian or Sayomi will offer to send help to rebuild too, so it's not like these people will be feeling the effects for long. I don't see any real reason to punish him then." While she didn't see a need for formal punishment something was most certainly going to need to be done. A rogue element like Kiton couldn't be left to wander and potentially cause more problems, which meant either the rebellion or the Princes were going to need to pick him up.

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Initially? No, but maybe as it goes :3

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Okay... Well then try this. All of us have confidence you're going to be fine, so maybe use our confidence as your own?" Takeshi asked, "You know... Just uh... Oh how do I put this..." Right now he really wanted to say all the right things to get T'charrl feeling better but damn if words weren't tough to come by. Furrowing his brow in concentration he took a moment, finally glancing back at his friend with a grin. "Let us be your strength! I feel stronger when I'm fighting with my friends, and I feel like I can do almost anything. Maybe you just need that, yeah? And I bet the Spirit is fine! It's with you and that's loads better with being that jerk General, don't you think? Maybe it is tired but at least its safe, which is good enough for now. We'll figure that stuff out, don't you worry. I bet once we get Vegeta's old man back he can even give us a hand."

It was a bit difficult to try and console someone when you were getting buttered up yourself, especially when there was already a bit of an ego in play. Takeshi couldn't help but flush some when T'charrl complimented him, not really used to anyone but Shu giving him one. Bashfulness turned into confusion when their friend brought up limbs, and confusion to amusement as he began to laugh. "I've only got two but I know how to use them! I don't need four like you," he chuckled, glancing down at his injured forearms and smirking, "See? I can hurt myself plenty with just two!"

Eri's stomach was aflutter with anxiousness right now; he'd never really healed wounds before nor had he ever met someone that wasn't a Namekian. It was both exciting and intimidating, and perhaps a once in a lifetime experience he wasn't about to pass up. When he finally found the first few they were chatting amongst themselves, one of them laughing over who knows what. They all looked terribly strange, but then the only frame of reference he had were his own kind. They seemed nice enough, even if two of them were Saiyans; those people were supposed to be particularly nasty, the Saiyans, but he had been assured these two were nice. Sure enough as one got to his feet and greeted the young Namekian he smiled shyly, lowering his gaze as he nodded his head.

"Okay then... Um... In that case I'll get to work right away," Eri said, looking between the two fighters. The larger one's wounds seemed less severe so he figured he would star there, as the second Saiyan didn't look to be in any immediate danger. He might as well do the quick job first, then he could focus more on the other. Placing down the bucket of water and cloths he walked over to T'charrl, being about as tall as him even as the Kaesstrian sat down. "I just need you to tell me what hurts most, I'll start there," he added, smiling meekly as he rolled up his sleeves, "It'll be quick and painless, I promise."

Haku hated hearing Kiton speaking in such a way, especially when he felt it reflected himself. To him the Frost Demon was just in a bad position, stuck doing things he didn't want to be and being labeled as bad for doing it. Sure, you could blame him for what had been done, but you could also put blame on the things that made him do it. If his people weren't hunted like he'd said then they wouldn't be forced to resort to such things. Maybe it was because of his innate desire to actually be accepted for once, or perhaps it was because he thought he and the alien were alike, whatever the reason was Haku found it easy to open up here. If he could speak from personal experience then maybe it would do Kiton some good, help him see things in a bit better light.

"Just tell them exactly what you told me! That you tried to kill them!" Haku answered back, looking down at his lap as he balled his hands into fists, "You messed up and people got hurt for it, but you didn't mean for it to happen. It's not fair for you to be punished for it, not at all. And like I said, if you feel guilty for what happened then do something about it! Try to make up for it!" He wasn't sure how Kiton would go about such a thing, not when he himself was still looking for the answer to that. Frowning as he tried to come up with an answer for the alien at least a light bulb finally lit up in his brain, turning back to Kiton. "Join us! We help people all the time, and maybe if you did some of that you'd feel better for what happened here. Save one life, five, a dozen, whatever it takes to feel okay about it."

Vegeta knew he was being hasty by going right into the explanation, and he knew he was putting the Elder on the spot by saying it was a last resort. They had just done Namek a great favor, and whether it was asked of them or not it would stand to reason recompense would be paid. To ask to be healed would be an easy task, offers to do so aside, but requesting use of the Dragonballs was another thing entirely. Looking away from the Namekian momentarily as food and drink were brought in he simply watched a dish be placed before him, too strung up and nervous to have either right now. This man didn't seem unreasonable or difficult in the slightest and yet he feared just one wrong word might ruin their chances. Damn it, for the second time today he felt like he was clamming up, worried if he opened his mouth again he might end up rambling and even begging to use them. Eyes drifting to the floor he grabbed a hold of the fabric of his pants in frustration, inhaling to begin speaking again before pausing as Yumi cut him off.

"We need help curing our friend, sir, and to do that we've got to bring someone back from Otherworld," Yumi explained, pausing before lifting her hand and raising two fingers, "Well... Two someone's. You see, our friend's condition is really tricky, and Vegeta here has been trying to help but it's not working as well as we hoped. If we can use the Dragonballs we'd wish for those two people to come back, and they could help Viral. So I guess we would need... One wish?" How did the Namekian Dragonballs work anyways? The Elder had mentioned that they were going to bring back everyone killed by the monsters, and from the sounds of it that could be accomplished with only a single wish. To that end then both June and Aito would be brought back with a single wish, leaving one after all was said and done.