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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I do think you're worth saving, yes. I can tell just by speaking to you that you're not an evil person, hardly someone who would willingly kill innocents as you explained. Did it happen? Yes. Was it a huge mistake? Of course, but you never set out with the intent to do such a thing, and that's what sets apart an unfortunate individual from an evil one." Kiton wasn't nearly as bad as he thought he was, he had only been led to believe such a thing. If someone grew up being told their kind was bad or lesser all their lives then it was natural they would resort to criminal behavior, as they would figure it was what suited them. But what if this person was given an alternative? What if they had a chance to do something more positive, more beneficial? Their image of themselves, and those around them Aito reckoned would change drastically, all for the better.

"Money is a meaningless but necessary distraction in life, and I for one have never had any fondness of it," Aito responded simply, giving a shrug of his shoulders, "If I am to do anything with you I may employ you to help me with some things, but I'd not sell you. For one you are not an object, living beings cannot be sold. Though I suppose pets can be... But you're not a pet. And I am most certainly not going to kill you. As I said, you're worth saving. So in the event I can't help you I'll simply send you to an associate of mine, and if he can't then he'll send you to another. Someone down the line will be able to provide the help you need, all you need is the patience to find that person." Finally getting the Frost Demon into the shuttle, Aito debated on going right to the controls to get them moving, seeing as everyone looked to be boarding within the next few moments. However, there was one last bit of sentiment he needed to share with Kiton it seemed.

"Their leader...? Do you mean the rebels?" Aito asked, frowning as he furrowed his brow, "No, they won't be looking at you. You are not some prize of war or a curiosity for them to probe. You can come with us to be given medical attention, and from there we'll figure out your fate, without them. I will not allow someone to lose their autonomy like that." There was already one person in this shuttle who relied on the word of others, a fact that filled Aito with regret to this day. He would not allow anyone else to be subjected to the will of other people, nor was he going to let someone who was not even here at present determine Kiton's fate. If anyone was to do such a thing it would be Vegeta and his friends, only they could decide what would happen here.

"Heh... I'm fine! Come on, I've had worse," Takeshi said, chuckling as he stumbled along with Haku. Could be the exhaustion was making him act a bit loopy, as now he was not only physically worn but mentally as well. A good nap and some food back on the ship would solve this issue, but until they got back he might be a bit silly. It was a lot like feeling overly giddy for him, though there was nothing to be exceptionally happy about. Smiling loopy he let Haku drag him into the shuttle, sitting down on the nearest cot and giving a long yawn as he reclined back against the wall, rubbing at his face afterwards. Maybe he had overdone sharing the energy a little bit, Shu probably could have done it without any side effects.

"You're not cargo, you're a passenger. And I don't know what'll be happening when we get back," Yumi replied, giving a little shrug as she folded her hands in her lap. "I would guess Aito will want to start working right away, though who knows what he's planning. I'm going to guess though there's going to be tons of questions and maybe a few tests, it sounds like how Vegeta does work. Don't be so nervous though, you know he's going to help you. I mean... This is Aito we're talking about, he made you, there is no one else better for this job than him. You're going to get better now and you know it, now that he's here."

Avatar: The Price of Freedom

"And I can't believe you think you have anything to do with this!" Katsu shouted back, growing a bit agitated as he threw a hand aside dismissively, "Stay out of my business, will you?" Seriously, what was she getting mad at him for? This had been his life for as long as he'd been away, so to him this was nothing new. It just seemed like whatever he did was wrong in Siku's eyes though, which begged the question of why in the heck she had to show up everywhere. It was like fate was being cruel to him by forcing the two of them to be around one another! Damn it, if she just stayed back in the restaurant then he would be long gone by now, but no, she just had to be persistent.

In a bit of a fit Katsu struck out with his firebending, something he rarely did when fighting someone; fire was very dangerous, that went without saying, and most of those he dealt with were not benders. Even the police he generally tried to limit his bending, worried that he might cause some serious damage if it got out of hand. It wasn't going to stop Siku and he knew that, but all he needed was a bit more space to make a break for it. Could she keep up with him if he ran? He doubted it, he spent plenty of time slipping around the city and was awfully practiced in making quick escapes. With a flurry of blasts he made a bolt for one of the nearby ladders, hoping the fire would buy him enough time to scramble up and away. Unfortunately, it didn't, and he'd not even get halfway up before he'd come crashing back down.

Katsu felt something powerful strike him right in the back, gasping as the force smacked him into the ladder, his head hitting one of the rungs and making him lose his grip as he fell back down onto his feet. A bit winded from the blast he slunk down to a sitting position, soaked and sore as he stared up at Siku. What an annoying girl, just what was she trying to accomplish by doing this? Did she want some reward for turning him in, was that it? She already had it all, what the hell more could she need? Or did she just genuinely dislike him so much that she was going to jump at the first chance to do him in? Hearing her berating him now made his insides boil, having to look away as he worried that he might lash out.

"Just shut up already..." the firebender hissed, clenching his hands into fists as he turned his eyes onto the ground, refusing to look at Siku. "Of course I know who they are, I know more than you do. Look at how I live, you think I'm not familiar with them?" There was more to it than that though, he had intimate experiences with the White Lotus that no one else in the world did. Hearing Siku speaking to him as though he was clueless really pissed him off, she had no idea. Did people think the Avatar got a cushy life? That because you were chosen you had the White Lotus provide and wait on you constantly? They did to a point, but there was also the training. Hard, grueling, unforgiving training. That aside some members resented their service to the Avatar, and he'd more than had his fair share of attacks and problems with some people. This life he led now, being a thief, at least now he was happy.

She wasn't going to turn him in? Seriously? Then why chase him all the way down here? If she wanted to know she could have asked them, or found him when all of this blew over. No, instead she had to mess it all up, get in his way and potentially cost him his freedom. And for what? Curiosity? Katsu was glad to know what little his personal wants was worth to Siku, that she would put him in such a bad position just to learn what was going on. Clenching his teeth angrily he forced a bitter smirk, a shadow obscuring his eyes as he lifted a hand and wiped his face clean of some water.

"You want to know why they're after me...? You did all of this just to know why?" Katsu asked, finally glancing up with venom in his gaze as he looked at Siku disdainfully. "Because they want to drag me away. Because they want to force me into a life I don't want to live, to do things I don't want to do. I'm happy here Siku, living how I live. I like the people that I work with and I enjoy what I do for a living. If they catch me then all of that goes away, everything I've done over the last few years means nothing. So do you get it yet? Do you know why they're after me?" Shaking his head angrily Katsu climbed to his feet, taking a step towards Siku as he pointed to himself, "It's because I am the Avatar!"

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I *know* he couldn't xD Look how skittish he got just from one little comment

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Wei,if Tetsuya listens to you the poor kid will have a heart attack :p

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I do, and so does cat-boy :p That's part of the reason he's getting all meek. His, erm... Lower extremities say yes, but his sense of duty says no ^^"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

June offered what insight she could into Aito's behavior, complicated as it may be. The man genuinely had a good heart and was only trying to help, that was just his way of helping. He'd always had a tendency to agitate those he was treating, make them lose their composure and reveal how they truly felt or let something slip. It was a bit of a mean way to go about it, but one couldn't argue with his success. In fact as she had said it was how they used to handle Viral before, albeit his problems were more little agitations than this. While it may seem mean to treat the Beastman that way now in the future they would be able to look back, she hoped, and understand the point to it. She did wish Viral didn't have such a glum outlook on life, hearing him talking about dying and all. He had never done that before, and come to think of it could he die? From what she recalled from Aito he was nigh immortal, though that may have been a slight exaggeration made in his delight when he'd succeeded. Even so though it would have to take more than this to kill Viral, wouldn't it?

"It's not so bad, we'll make it work. You can still fit inside, see?" Yumi smiled as she gently tugged Viral along with her, June following suit as they got her friend inside. It was a little cramped to be sure, but if he sat down it ought to work just fine. With a few cots in the way there wasn't much room, but she quickly remedied that by tucking a pair up against the wall, the modest shuttle gaining a bit of space as a result. Now, with luck, Viral could sit there and be comfortable enough while also allowing room to move if need be. Giving Viral a hopeful glance she tried to lead him to the spot, figuring she would take a seat in the cot beside him just in case he needed a bit more soothing on the way up.

Takeshi wasn't too sure why he was so willingly giving up his energy, or why he was so okay with touching T'charrl as he was. It was all a bit random, he supposed, as half the time he was fine and the other half he wanted nothing to do with it. There had to be some kind of trigger, he figured, that much even he could figure out; what exactly the trigger was however well eluded him. What little Ki he had remaining he offered over half, feeling the after effects of it pretty readily. Swaying slightly as he was running basically on fumes, Takeshi gave a sheepish grin before shrugging his shoulders, giving his neck a rubbing as he began moving towards the shuttle.

"Hey... That's what friends are for, you know? Gotta help each other out, even if it means just sharing a bit of energy," Takeshi pointed out as he walked, feeling a little woozy. Okay, sharing Ki while he was already exhausted was a silly idea in hindsight, he'd probably get to the shuttle then immediately collapse in one of the cots. Or he could collapse now, his legs feeling like they turned to jelly as he fell forward a bit. Confused when he didn't hit the ground he looked over at someone grabbing him, blinking seeing Haku grabbing hold of him before letting out a small laugh.

"H-Hey, what's so funny? I'm helping!" Haku said defensively, frowning as Takeshi kept laughing at him, "I mean... That's what friends are for..." Hmph, he was trying to be helpful and he was getting laughed at, so not fair. Maybe he was kind of forcing himself into their group like this but it may well be the only way to do it, and no one seemed to be complaining. A little awkward carrying someone bigger than him like Takeshi along, but by some stroke of luck they managed to get over to the shuttle without any real problem. Once inside Haku took a little pause, surprised to find Viral inside and taking up two spots where cots had been before. Well that was different, though he supposed it was good they managed to get him in. Feeling a weight lift off of him he watched as Takeshi moved away to one of the walls, figuring he was alright by himself now.

"As I said, I'm a doctor, I help anyone. Do I always agree with what people have done? No, but any life is worth saving. People can change, and sometimes all they need is a bit of kindness to do so. That being said," Aito explained, pausing as he watched Viral be helped into the shuttle, "I've no problem with eliminating someone who is unable to be helped either. I try to do what I can for those who I come across, but sometimes people are without help. You, my young Frost Demon, are not one of those people. I won't give up on someone who there is a chance to save." Heh, he had been alive all of five minutes and already his list of things-to-do was beginning to pile up. In away though he liked it, it was a reminder of how he'd lived before, always running around with various tasks. With luck he could remain busy back on Earth, a reunion which was certainly going to be interesting.

"Are all Saiyans bloodthirsty killers? Are all Earthlings cowards, or are there warriors among them? It's easy to generalize a group of people, especially when you have biases, but those stereotypes are almost always wrong. As I said, you are not the same person as those who came before you, and there is no reason for you to be. If you want to follow that path then fine, but understand what comes with it. If you don't want to follow it then change your ways, accept mine and these people's help and we'll make sure you change for the better." Easing Kiton up into the shuttle he figured they were through with the conversation for now, climbing in as well. So there was a little more to be said, some more concerns to try and lay to rest. "Befriend everyone then, make yourself a part of this team of theirs," Aito suggested, smiling as he clasped Kiton on the back, "The wonderful things about friends is they take your burden and make it their own, they'll hold it with you so you're not crushed under the weight of it. Learn to accept help, let other people in and you'll find life becomes so much easier."

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You all get to poke things to death, meanwhile I'm getting yelled at by a half-naked tattooed lady...

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In retrospect perhaps Tetsuya hadn't been the best pick for this job. He had all the enthusiasm needed to serve his lord and the willingness to do whatever asked, but that hardly made up for knowledge and experience. The fact of the matter was he was still a child, political negotiations and espionage were hardly anything he was trained for. It might have even been a huge mistake in asking his questions so directly like that, particularly in front of Eri and Rii. He couldn't know what they might do with the information, knowing that their relics had gone missing and they were clueless as to where. Far as he knew the Naji were hardly malicious towards Shima, but could that change if they found out about this? It didn't help that Lady Ru was awfully... Open with how she dressed. Though he was seventeen Tetsuya had very limited experiences with women, and the Lady's dress was much more casual than what he was used to.

Being accosted for how he was acting made the young Neko feel pretty idiotic, lowering his gaze as his ears folded down in embarrassment. Lady Ru was right, he was supposed to be a guard of Shima, someone who was confident. Instead here he was blabbering all because of a woman not having a shirt on, and a slightly (or very) off color comment about placing something between her legs. He wasn't used to this sort of thing but then it shouldn't get to him, he couldn't lose his composure whenever something unexpected came up. Lord Shima would probably be embarrassed of him right now, he really needed to do better if he wanted to represent Shima better. Meeting Lady Ru's gaze steadily he gave a nod as she berated him, trying to take it all in stride as he knew he was wrong here.

"Right, sorry about that. I was just surprised is all, it won't happen again," Tetsuya said, bowing his head slightly before giving Lady Ru a curious look. Damn, so she had heard nothing about their relics then? That was extremely disappointing, though maybe he was being a bit naive in thinking his first search was going to give him answers. Lord Shima would know it was unsuccessful when he didn't return with news, which meant now he would have to move to the next town over. Maybe he'd try and find someone to give him a ride there, he really didn't want to have to walk again. Those bastards... If they hadn't come through Ru then where did they go? If he wasn't quick enough the trail might go cold and then he'd never find the relics, they couldn't afford that.

"I'll kill them... How dare they do this to Lord Shima..." Tetsuya cursed, gritting his teeth as he clenched his hands into fists. Anyone that would dare cross his Lord deserved to be punished, and stealing the relics was one of the more terrible things to be done. Realizing he might be slightly out of line he blinked once, looking up at Lady Ru and smiling slightly, giving his head a scratch before letting out a sigh. "Thank you anyways, Lady Ru. I'll be sure to pass the word along, but we won't abuse your generosity. I'll be sure that Lord Shima learns of this." So... Now what then?

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Viral... You really don't remember much, do you? That's just how Aito is," June answered with a small smile, "I'm sure he doesn't mean what he said, he was probably testing something. He used to do it all the time with you, since you didn't always want to share your feelings. He'd push you so you spoke up, it was the only way really." Yes, even when Viral was healthy and 'happy' he was hardly one to have any kind of conversation. She could vividly remember her husband trying to speak with the Beastman on numerous occasions, only to get the cold shoulder in return. Maybe prodding the beast so to speak wasn't the safest way to make someone talk but it sure did work; June wasn't sure if anyone else had caught it but when Viral was snapping there was the slightest smile on Aito's work. Whatever he had been after he'd gotten, and she hoped that would lead them to helping the Beastman recover. She would do what she could in terms of support, but the medical business was well out of her reach.

"He's going to help you Viral, why would he say something like that then if he didn't have a reason for it?" Yumi offered, "Like June said he might have been testing you, that's all. Don't take it to heart, do you really think he thinks any less than the best of you?" Viral was, after all, Aito's only successful creation. Well that was if you didn't count Vegeta as a "creation", even if he technically was. Though in regards to their friend it was both the parents who had done that, so technically Viral was Aito's only creation that he had worked on. But then he'd had those other two men helping him, and probably tons of assistants... Alright, enough of that, she was running in circles in her own head. Now she had to focus on getting Viral into the shuttle, a task that would by no means be an easy one. Her friend was still a bit bulky, and with T'charrl having changed as well she couldn't see everyone fitting, at least not easily. June must have had the same thought as both women stopped before the doors, exchanging a puzzled look and each looking up at Viral perplexed.

"Wonderful. Hopefully once all of this fighting as ended we might see you and your people on other worlds too," Vegeta added, smiling as he gave a parting wave before moving towards the shuttle. The rebels should honor the Namekians' wishes and not involve them, and he was hopeful that they would. Even so he couldn't help but send a glance in the way of Sasha and Ricken, somewhat wary as to what might happen from hereon out. With the Dragonballs used he couldn't see anyone coming to Namek for those, and with their numbers so small chances were trying to enlist them was out of the question. Much like Kaesstra he couldn't fathom a reason why anyone might come here now, seeing their making wishes as a sort of blessing in disguise in that regard. Smiling to himself he looked to the shuttle, a little confused when he saw his mother, Yumi and Viral all just standing there. What, was something wrong with the ship? Getting closer he noticed that they were trying to figure out a way to fit the Beastman it seemed, rolling his eyes before stopping behind them.

"There is the cargo bay in the rear of the shuttle, or did you forget that Yumi?" Vegeta asked, smiling amused.

Yumi turned around to look at Vegeta and frowned, shaking her head before nodding it in Viral's direction, "No way are we putting him back there, that seems mean. Besides will he fit right now?"

"I never said Viral was the one going back there," Vegeta retorted, letting out a sigh as he smacked his forehead, "It's for us, or anyone else who can't fit in the main compartment. We'll let T'charrl and Viral in first, get everyone in around them and whoever is left goes in back. It's not as though the trip back is that long anyways."

It came as no surprise to Takeshi that Shu wanted some fruit, smirking as he gave a thumbs up. They should really celebrate everything that happened anyways so chances were everyone was heading to the kitchen once they got back. Well maybe the showers first, just to get changed out of their nasty clothes and wash away dried blood and grime, but after that it was chow time! Unfortunately it didn't look like Viral would be joining them for the meal, and he doubted Vegeta's dad would be either, or Vegeta for that matter. And what if the twins and Kabocha wanted to be filled in when they showed up? They would have to spend even more time explaining what had gone on which meant less time to chow down and wash up.

"Eh...? I mean yeah, we can get you in the shuttle if you knock out, but what if we help that from happening?" Takeshi asked, smiling a bit as he reached out and put his hand on one of T'charrl's shoulders. Ignoring the chill that ran through his body at grasping the tufts of hair he closed his eyes, trying to focus on what little bit of Ki he had remaining. So their friend could absorb their energy, right? He didn't have much to go around but he had enough to spare, however little it might be. Though he was still tired Takeshi managed to bring out a bit, having to quickly sever it however after just a few seconds of sharing. Dropping his hand to his side he let out an exhausted sigh, rubbing at his forehead before smiling at the Kaesstrian. There, now he should at least be able to walk to the ship, maybe. That wasn't very much Ki at all but it should at least get him to the doors, then dragging him in would be no problem!

"You would have died. Judging by how everyone else looks whatever you were fighting was fairly strong, and given it hurt so many others it would have easily killed you on your own," Aito said plainly, "And I don't know that you've killed people or not, or what the situation here is even for that matter. All I know is that you're injured, I'm a doctor, and doctors usually help the injured. So please, do stop trying to deter me? I'm only doing my job." This was either a brave front the Frost Demon was putting on or an attempt to avoid what he perceived to be punishment. He'd be sorry to say that Kiton was to be disappointed, all he'd be receiving from Aito was medical attention. Honestly, was this kid not used to any kind of kindness, at all? He was being given a gift in essence and he was vehemently denying it, as if he was too skeptical to believe it could be true. A product of hate and exclusion, Aito supposed, what a sorry thing to see.

"Aito. My name is Aito, I'd like to not be thought of a dead man anymore," Aito replied, smiling amused as he chuckled, "And I assume you're a bloodthirsty killer, raping women, killing children, burning down worlds just for your own amusement? Or no... That was Frieza wasn't it? And his forefathers, not you. The way I see you is you're a good person caught in a bad situation. Stigmas, biases, sterotypes, all this negativity people have about Frost Demons has forced you and your kind to resort to lives of criminals, as you can't survive otherwise. Good people can do bad things when forced to, but it doesn't necessarily make them a bad person." He was a product of his environment, yet Aito could see he wasn't truly evil. Evil people didn't get saved by people like his son, and evil people didn't try to vilify themselves either, they were too busy bragging to do that. Since the closer side of the ship was currently being blocked up he took Kiton around to the other side, pausing at the door as he looked down at the young alien.

"Listen... You are not your forefathers, their crimes don't define you. If people want to label you as some kind of monster and you behave like this then you're only supporting what they think, you're becoming the very thing you hate. If you truly don't want to be seen like this then change, start working for the better and make people recognize that your kind are not all power-hungry or cold killers. It's not easy, changing how people view you, but it's not impossible either," Aito explained, smiling as he eased Kiton into the shuttle, "After I heal you we'll discuss this a bit more, if you'd like. Instead of labeling yourself as a criminal maybe one day you can label yourself as a hero, and others will too."

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Oh thank goodness there's only one harem .-.