GambolMuse

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi felt he finally had Kiton cornered, and he broke into a grin when he managed to get a hold of his tail. Wasting no time on capitalizing he took into the air, dragging the Frost Demon along with him until they were just above the trees around them. Putting his whole body into it he began to spin on the spot, hoping to disorient and send Kiton flying after a moment. Much to his alarm he was caught onto, literally, as Kiton's tail wrapped around his right arm and held firm. Slowing slightly as he wondered how to fix that problem the Saiyan then gasped when it was his turn to be spun, dragging through the air as he was whipped about. It was brief, but soon thereafter his opponent came in and started swinging, quite fast at that. With one arm preoccupied in being held by the tail Takeshi had to use one hand to try and block, at least half the strikes getting through and hitting him. Damn it, he should be having an easy time of this! No way was he this weak, especially not against someone that was hurt! Growling annoyed he glared at Kiton, taking a punch before immediately throwing a flurry of his own with the one arm, pulling the Frost Demon in closer to try and close the gap. Fine, he was slower, he could live with that, but he could take a ton of hits before he was done, time to see how well Kiton could hold up.

It was a lot to leave on Viral's shoulders, particularly when he didn't know what was going to happen; treatments might change as the process went along, Aito couldn't possibly cover every potential avenue in one fell swoop, so there may be some unexpected things in the future. That being said it seemed like his son was willing to relent and trust the doctor, if for now anyways. Smiling thankfully he gave a nod of his head, watching as Viral sat up. "If I said everything we'll be doing was to be pleasant then I would lie, but know it's all done because of necessity. I have no desire to try and cause harm, know that much above all else. The same goes for Vegeta, he's only doing whatever I ask or whatever he believes will help you recover." Getting up out of his chair Aito kicked it off to the side for now, placing his hands in his pockets as he stood at Viral's bedside. "If you're willing to do things my way then I want to try working on a reactionary treatment. Simply put, whenever you begin feeling stressed or a traumatic memory comes to pass, try to think of something pleasant from before instead. It's not solving the trauma, this is true, but it's a way to cope, and a good a place to start as any. Seem reasonable to you?"

"Okay, so Shu's different... But didn't you calm down when we fought? I don't remember exactly what had happened, but you didn't go totally crazy. And uh... Well hasn't Viral changed before too? They don't hate him, and they don't hate Shu for changing, so why would they hate you?" Sure, one could argue that T'charrl wasn't a Saiyan like most of them were, but then neither was Viral. In fact, Haku didn't even know what Viral was for that matter, only that he'd heard the vague term of 'Beastman' being thrown around. These people didn't seem like the military, to be so closed minded that they would hate someone simply for being different; T'charrl had to be imagining everyone disliking him, but Haku wasn't sure how to convince him of that. "T-They do care about you! They must, because they've helped you and they let you stay around, right? These are good people, there's no way they'd just bring you around for no reason," Haku responded, frowning as he looked at the flower, wringing his hands together uncertainly, "And... It's not like everyone hates touching you, heck, I've never even tried it before, so how do you know?" He didn't really have any aversion to the alien, so what might hugging him be like? Cheeks flushing awkwardly at the notion of hugging someone, it seemed to stupid, he walked over and smiled nervously before giving T'charrl a hug, not sure what to expect. "Heh... Wow... You're kind of soft," the young Saiyan said, laughing as his nose was inadvertently tickled by the fuzz, "I don't get what the big deal is!"

Avatar: The Price of Freedom

Katsu could see what the Water Bender was trying to do for him, he wasn't blind, but no words were going to cheer him up right now. Whether he went back to his home in Republic City wasn't the question, it was whether he ever could have a peace of mind again. He'd thought perhaps foolishly that he was free from the White Lotus, free from their prying eyes, yet evidently they'd known he was there all along. What had they seen? How much of his life had been observed? Feeling uncomfortable he crossed his arms tighter, grabbing at his biceps as he looked out over the water somberly. "That's just the thing though, I hid. All I can do is run and hide..." Katsu responded, sighing as his eyes drooped half-closed, "Adaptable or not, it takes time, Siku, and time may not be a luxury I have if they're after me..." The clock was ticking to get as far from the White Lotus as he could, and he doubted that just being out on the island was going to be enough. How long until they made it out here, he wondered. Minutes? Hours? The discomfort of being hunted made him terribly anxious and paranoid.

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The girls could go bathe first, Katsu was in no particular hurry. At current he was simply sitting along the wall of the hut, legs crossed and away from everyone else. Only Koinu kept him company for the time being, curled up in his lap and occasionally lapping at his master's hand or nuzzling against him to try and cheer him up. He felt even worse than he already did upsetting his pet, if such a thing were possible, but he couldn't do much to lift his mood. What a lousy day this had turned out to be, and he'd barely gotten to say farewell to his gang either; a few members he wouldn't miss too much, but most of them were quite close, like family, and it hurt to have to vanish for an indefinite amount of time without saying goodbye. He didn't know who was going to run things in his absence, but he knew he couldn't worry about that now, it was well out of his hands.

Katsu's eyes had begun to grow somewhat heavy from exhaustion when he heard Koinu yelp in alert, lifting his head and frowning disconcertingly. Was the White Lotus here already? Damn it all, they had only been here for about half an hour, how had they been tracked so quickly? Holding his pet against his chest protectively he rose to his feet, eying the door uneasily as he pepped himself up just enough to fight. Expecting the door to simply be blown down he frowned when someone instead knocked, eyebrows raising hearing the voice on the other side. Master Yakedo? But how? When? Of course the old man somehow found him, he should know better than to think he could escape Yakedo. While he held no personal grudge against his former teacher he felt wary due to his association, and therein of itself was enough reason to not respond at first. Looking over at Asha when she apologized he shook his head, a hard line forming on his lips as he slowly approached the door. "Don't be... Not your fault."

There was probably no helping this confrontation, and it was best that he just go along with it if they really were here for him. These three were already in the thick of it, he couldn't well get into a brawl and start destroying things to save his own skin, not on the island. Pausing at the door briefly he psyched himself up for potentially being taken away, inhaling deeply before finally reaching out and opening the door. Katsu expected an entourage of White Lotus, yet to his surprise only Master Yakedo stood there. A bit baffled by this he stepped out of the hut, looking around curiously as Koinu seemed to be sniffing the air for the same purpose. When neither could find anyone else he relaxed, if only slightly, looking back to the old man warily. "Okay, I'm coming, but you had better not let your goons attack them, wherever they are. They have nothing to do with this." He felt crappy enough already, no reason to get someone else hurt because of him.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi had Kiton cornered finally, no way was he going to let this chance pass him up. Grinning smugly at his plan working he lunged ahead, driving the Frost Demon into the tree and cutting off all avenues of escape. With his arms tight around his opponent he looked up, meeting headbutt for headbutt, flinching slightly but remaining standing from the blow. "Heh... Got you!" he taunted, staring right back at Kiton. Seeing the tail moving out of the corner of his eye he released the other fighter, reaching up and quickly grabbing hold of the other limb with both hands. So long as he had a hold on the guy he was okay, it didn't matter what part of him that might be. Smiling smugly he tried to take into the air with the tail in hand, hoping to get spinning and toss Kiton around a little. Of course, if that didn't work then he could just hold onto the tail itself and take swings at Kiton, though that left him pretty wide open for attack too.

"My word is only advice, Viral. Do I know what's best for you? I might, but I can't ever be one hundred percent certain because the only person who knows that answer is you," Aito explained patiently, "No two cases are the same, just as no two people are the same. I approach everyone in the same way to start, but things inevitably change as we get going. So I suppose yes, heed my word for now, but if down the road you think of something else and want to try a different approach then don't hesitate to speak up." He'd already done so, partially at least, in deciding to address his mental difficulties over his physical ones. He wouldn't force treatment onto Viral, regardless of whether he thought the treatment was ideal or not. If he began making Viral jump through proverbial hoops then he was no better than the Saiyan doctors; where Viral had to handle stress and depression, it was best that they find his way to cope, or whatever method he most preferred, that was only natural. "If you want to try my way however, tell me when you're ready and we can attempt another memory. And never say anything that happens is your fault, you're a victim of other people's machinations here, not of your own. The only fault you could possibly have is giving up, but you haven't done that yet, have you?"

Haku was scarcely the person to be having this sort of conversation with, he couldn't even pretend to have an answer. Still though, if he wanted to get anywhere in this group and make a friend then he had to try, that much was clear. It wasn't that he didn't feel bad for T'charrl either, he just didn't know where to begin to try reassuring him. "It was different than you normally are, right? Maybe they were more surprised than anything else," the suggested, not sounding all too certain himself, "They're afraid of Shu when he changes too, right? But when he's fine they all like him, and same probably goes to you. Maybe... They just need to get used to both of you when you're like that?" The rampaging part, at least on Shu's behalf, likely had a part in it as well. From what he'd heard in passing there wasn't really anything that could control the young Prince, save perhaps his older brother. Was that why they were incessantly attached to one another? As a safety thing? He couldn't offer much say on the powers again, only knowing a little from conversations he'd sat through. Smiling apologetically when T'charrl dismissed his idea he looked away for a second, rubbing his neck before glancing back. "You can do other things though, right? And... It's not like anyone else here really does anything other than fight, so the fact you've got more already makes you special. Do... You think people here don't like you? Do you honestly think that? I'm no expert, but it seems like they really think of you as their friend, they just don't know how to help, same as me. I'm jealous honestly, there's a lot of people here who care about you."

Legend of Zelda: Templar Ascension

Caelan wasn't too certain what happened after the battle, having been utterly exhausted from the fight. For the most part all he could recall was tumbling into the river below, and grasping blindly for a log to keep himself afloat. They had been in the water for some time too, his legs scraping against rocks and the cold water chilling his exhausted frame. Some unknown amount of time had passed once they finally got to land, with the treasure hunter dragging himself up onto dry land, panting and dripping wet but alive. They were just outside of Hyrule Castle Town, which meant they should be safe from the Templars for the time being. Rolling onto his back, Caelan looked up to the sky silently, watching as a single white cloud floated across the blue canopy, following it with his eyes before letting out a short laugh. They had actually done it, they just defeated that monster Onyx and gotten away alive, he couldn't believe it. Laughing out of pure disbelief he had to stop when he began coughing, spitting out some water that sat in his lungs and sitting up. Was everyone okay though? He had seen Demoko send Nayrin away, but she seemed to be alive before then, hopefully everything was okay.

After having gotten everyone out of the water the group had made their way into town, to Telma's Milk Bar to catch their breath so to speak. Demoko had disappeared on them almost as soon as they arrived, but Caelan was far too tired to care right now. Everyone was soaked, tired, and in Link's case quite shaken from what had just happened. He wished he could help out somehow, perhaps heal wounds, but as it stood he could barely walk, let alone cast magic. It would probably take until the end of the day at earliest until he felt up to healing anyone, and more likely than not tomorrow to consider patching up any serious wounds. Heck, he had his own to worry about but even those would need to wait for now. Glancing down at the abrasions on his legs and torso he smiled slightly, giving it a little shrug of indifference and glancing out one of the windows. For everything they just went through he'd not really gotten it that badly, and while the fighting had been on a scale he'd never seen he'd managed. His only regret in the entire matter was he'd not managed to grab anything of value, particularly off of Onyx. Shame, he'd probably missed a big haul in screwing that up.

Since it seemed like no one had any real plan in mind, Caelan figured they would just take it easy and relax for now. Unfortunately for him even in his beaten up and tired state simply sitting around wasn't quite something he liked to do; the treasure hunter left home precisely because he loathed sitting around, and even if it was to recover he didn't want to be doing it. Reaching back and using the chair for support, Caelan pushed himself up to his feet, wincing as his left side ached, the abrasions on his abdomen stinging quite a bit. Placing a hand over his soiled shirt he looked over to Link, frowning seeing the other boy sitting all by himself, looking like he was in a pretty miserable state. He could just as soon ignore it and go look around town, but his conscience was prodding him to at least try and speak with him. Letting out a silent, reluctant sigh he shuffled across the room, putting on a smile as he stood behind Link. "Kind of crazy we made it, huh?" he asked, glancing down at his companion, "You guys do this kind of stuff often...?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

If Takeshi wanted any hope of getting a leg up on Kiton then he had to corner him; sparring with Shu was always pretty one sided unless he made it so the little guy couldn't move around, then he tended to get the advantage. A problem here though was, unlike his little brother, the Frost Demon seemed to be able to take a good hit without even flinching. To win this little session of theirs he'd have to find out where Kiton was vulnerable, or at the very least somewhere he could hit that wasn't going to just tickle the guy. Coming in with a flurry of blows he began to drive the other fighter back, keeping up the strikes even as they were all blocked and dodged. While it was true he wasn't landing a single hit that wasn't really what he was going for, and as he'd hoped they were nearing a tree. With the gap between them quite small Takeshi could capitalize on it, he just had to decide how. After throwing a high haymaker that missed the air he broke out into a grin, dropping down low and eying Kiton intently. A tree was just barely a meter behind them now, and that was good enough for him. Squatting down he lunged forward as quickly as he could, trying to grab the Frost Demon and push him back into the tree, or at the very least grab hold of him so he couldn't run around anymore.

Bringing out all of Viral's past memories wouldn't be easy, nor was it even going to solve his problems. Aito wasn't doing such a thing to try and solve his depression however, it was more to give the Beastman reassurance of who he was; Viral was lost right now, questioning his very existence, so with luck making him recall his life prior would help shed some light on the mystery. "It won't change who you are, because that person and this person are the very same," the doctor responded, smiling as he leaned across his chair once more, "Remembering these memories won't change who you are, but they'll alter your outlook. Right now everything seems dismal, yes? Like there's no possible way you can ever feel well again, or that your time is running short. If you can just see how your life was before, it's my hope that it will give you a brighter outlook, and in turn make you a bit more optimistic towards these treatments." That was the thing with therapy, the individual seeking the help had to want it. There was no lack of desire on Aito's part, he wanted to help Viral more than anything right now. If his son refused to accept it or be more open to the methods than it would be nigh impossible to make any substantial progress. "It's completely up to you, but I am confident that bringing out more memories will, in the long run, help your case. When we do that however is for you to decide, I know it's not easy and I take no pleasure in subjecting you to it."

"Well since when is being different bad? Takeshi and Shu are different from other Saiyans, but they don't seem bothered by it. And I know how it feels to not be able to talk with someone, even if I don't have to go through what you do, but... The way I see it, there's always someone that doesn't like you, that's just life. Now that I kind of know what it's like to have people who accept me, or at the very least not hate me... I don't care about the others. They can think what they want to, they don't matter anymore." It was kind of preachy to try and tell T'charrl this, but things had changed for Haku since he had joined this group. Whether they truly saw him as one of them didn't matter, he was allowed to join them in things, sit with them and eat at the same table, simple things but things he'd never done before really. In that way he and T'charrl were a lot alike it seemed, both of them were new to having what they might consider friends, so it was a little strenuous but at the same time nice to have someone you could relate to. "I don't really know your powers that well, I've only ever really seen you use them to fight..." Haku responded, smiling apologetically, "But... The talking to the dead thing, isn't that how you all got to get in touch with Vegeta's parents? And now Viral is getting help, they may never have been able to do this without you. And I'm sure there's other things you've helped with!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

So Kiton was holding up better than he thought someone who was injured might, that was a given. Takeshi had honestly gone into this expecting to finish after one or two hits, so the fact the Frost Demon was keeping in it this long was impressive. It was a touch frustrating though, being unable to hit someone who he assumed to be weak. Either his blows were dodged, blocked or taken like they were nothing, it was a bit perplexing honestly. Having been knocked over by Kiton's tail he tried to retaliate with a kick, eyes widening when he met nothing but air. Looking over at his opponent he couldn't do much to block the kick, being knocked away and tumbling to the ground, reaching out and pushing off with a hand and flipping onto his feet. "Okay then, you're a quick little guy! I know how to deal with you," he said, grinning as he wiped himself off after being struck. It was just like sparring with Shu, you had to get them in a position where their speed and small size couldn't help them, that was all. Usually cornering worked, but out here open it wasn't going to cut it, he'd need to improvise. Figuring he had to get close first Takeshi moved back in without a word, starting to throw a series of punches and kicks, just trying to back Kiton towards some of the trees.

"It's a good thing because it means those memories you thought you lost aren't gone, they're just locked away somewhere. And please, as much as I can do, fabricating memories is not one of them. If you remembered something so vividly that it shook you like this then it's real, plain and simple." People could hallucinate, sure, but Aito figured this hadn't been a hallucination. No way would something so vague and random as what he'd described suddenly appear as a hallucination, chances were far better that it was Viral's memory kicking in. So would that be all he needed then, just a description? There was a potential that all the trauma of recent events simply took precedence in his thoughts, and coupled with being cryogenically frozen prior it was safe to say his mind had taken a real beating. Offering Viral a cool cloth to wipe himself down, the doctor smiled sympathetically as the Beastman lamented his case. "I'm not saying we simply mask the bad memories, we'll deal with those as well. But right now you can only see the bad, if we can change that then your mood should improve. Coupled with the chance of simply improving your outlook on life it would also reassure you of your early life, and I'd think that would be a good thing, don't you?"

"Just because we don't know doesn't mean we can't find out? Vegeta's smart, his dad is too, I bet if you gave them time they would figure things out for you," Haku suggested, "And... Well can we talk to people on your world? Maybe they can look into it too, and between everyone they're bound to find something out." There were a lot of brilliant minds out there, and even if T'charrl was an alien they could probably still figure something out. It was worth a shot anyways, at least it was doing more for his problems than they were right now. "Well maybe we can get some plants from your planet? We'll probably go by there wherever we head next, so I don't see why not. And if we can figure out how to keep them alive then we'd be fine, and you'd have all the nectar you needed." Haku wasn't going to let this go easily, he wanted to try and be useful for a change and help someone out. T'charrl's problems were well beyond his capacity to work with, but he'd keep trying to offer suggestions until something fit. "I... I don't know about your powers really, or how they work. If we asked everyone else though I bet they'd have plenty to say!" he said confidently, glancing up at the alien, "How about it? Later when everyone goes back we can ask, and I'll bet that they'll all have something good to say about it!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Of course it'll help! I just have to hit you til you can't block, that's all," Takeshi responded, grinning as he got ready to move again. The afterimage technique worked fairly well, except for with Viral, so why not try that here? At worst he'd get caught and at best he'd actually land a hit, and being just a sparring match there wasn't much reason to worry about the former. Starting it off with a regular flank attack he smirked confidently when Kiton took the bait, vanishing again and coming in at his side. When his punch actually connected he found himself feeling pretty smug, only to look up confused when the Frost Demon had scarcely moved from being struck. Eyes widening slightly he let out a yelp when his feet were swept out from under him, not having expected that at all. Reaching out with one hand he caught himself before falling, trying to make something of it by pivoting his body and bringing his legs together, kicking out and trying to hit Kiton anywhere in the torso and knock him back.

Aito saw many a great things over Viral's recalling that memory, it was just a shame that his son didn't see it as well. The implications of what he had just done were astronomical, it verified that the memories of the past were very much still there, just likely either suppressed or overshadowed by all of the recent trauma. "Why does it matter? Simple! It's undeniable proof that the life you had before, the one that we've been telling you about, it exists!" Aito responded, grinning as he stood up, clasping his hands together, "Even if you can't recall the memory on command just yet it is still there, somewhere within your subconscious! So then, in theory, if we can get you into a relaxed state then we can bring them out. Don't you see? You were questioning before about what is real and what is false, but if you can recall something so vividly then it is very much real. If we can just manage to switch things, to suppress the bad and release the good, then your stress will be reduce immeasurably." This was splendid, better than splendid, it was absolutely amazing. They did have to be careful however, as Aito reflected, as making Viral contend with so many foreign sensations could drain him, both physically and mentally. Smiling at the Beastman he stepped closer to the bed, offering him a cool cloth that he had dipped in the pond earlier. "Listen... Your life with us is real, we've not lied to you about that. I'm confident that if we can bring those memories back to the surface then your outlook will change, and having some positive thoughts can help combat all the bad. But you need to trust me on this, because if you don't put your whole being into trying then it may not work."

"If you want him to know then you need to tell him everything you can. I know I'm new here, but... These people seem to really want to help, and I bet if you asked him he could do it. And we're probably not the same, just look at us," Haku stated, laughing slightly as he rubbed at his neck, feeling awkward over puberty talk, "All I'm saying is that I know Saiyans go through it, and I'm guessing your people do too. Maybe yours works different than ours, it probably does, but that might be why you're feeling this way?" That thing that lived inside of T'charrl probably had a hand in it too, like a parasite leeching off of its host. The thought of such a thing being inside the alien made his skin crawl, and having been told it was basically a ghost didn't make things any easier. Speaking of things that weren't easy, how would they get a tree or even a flower to live inside of a spaceship? Haku had seen small plants in them before for decoration, but he didn't know how that worked or if they could do it with plants here. "Why your home planet? You like the plants here, why not take something from here then?" the Saiyan suggested hopefully, "I'm sure they'd be cool with you taking one tree, or a few flowers, they've got loads of them."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi was hardly pulling out all the stops with this, he more wanted to see how well Kiton could take a hit. Throwing a simple yet strong series of punches he fully expected the Frost Demon to be okay with it, but he'd not expected to basically be brushed off. Missing the uppercut was fine, but it was both frustrating and humiliating when his punch was used by his opponent for leverage. Stumbling slightly as he struck air, the Saiyan nearly fell down when he was smacked in the back by Kiton's tail. Taking a few steps forward he managed to keep his balance, whipping around and smirking. "Not bad! I thought I was gonna get you that time though, maybe I've gotta swing harder..." Or faster, it seemed like Kiton was able to keep up with him pretty well. Training or not he wanted to try and be the one with the edge here, so he'd keep working at it. Bouncing lightly on his feet again, Takeshi smiled at the Frost Demon before wiping his nose with his thumb, vanishing from sight again as he circled around. Well, he'd tried it on Viral and it worked once, so why not here? Flanking Kiton he rushed in and went to throw a straight punch, but in mid motion dashed again and left an afterimage of himself attacking. Coming from Kiton's side instead he reached out, trying to get him a good one in the side of the jaw.

"Wait wait wait, don't take provoke in a bad way!" Aito said hastily, smiling as he held his hands up, "I simply mean I want to provoke you into thinking about things, better things. If I can offer some words, or some other kind of stimuli and we manage to bring forth pleasant memories then we'll have a means of helping you relax, a way that doesn't involve injections or pills." Preferably a combination would be ideal, as it would be some time yet until Viral could go completely cold-turkey. So maybe hypothetical images wouldn't work, but they had plenty of factual memories to work with as well. The first happy image that came to mind was their time as a family at an amusement park, something he remembered quite clearly both boys had enjoyed. When Viral initially began to comment on the futility of the idea, Aito was very nearly dejected at the thought of invoking memories this way. Not a second afterwards however did something appear to click, and a look of shock spread over Viral's face, if only for a moment, before he seemed to be stunned by whatever he just saw. "You saw it, didn't you...? The theme park?" the doctor asked, smiling brightly as he leaned forward, his chair tipping slightly, "Excellent, I knew it would work! Well, I was fairly certain, but it's guaranteed now! Tell me... What did you see?"

"I wouldn't know, when I met you guys you were, well, big. But it's like... When you start growing a lot over a short bit of time, you get taller and you get hairier and your voice changes," Haku explained, frowning as he rubbed at his head, "I guess you're probably different than a Saiyan though, huh? But I think everyone goes through it, puberty or whatever. Uh... Ask Vegeta later." No way was he going to be the one to explain puberty if T'charrl didn't know about it. There was a ton of stuff that went on in it, and while he couldn't give the scientific perspective he knew well enough to explain it in layman's terms. On to the other matter at hand, how could they get the alien nectar on the ship? It didn't seem too complex, just take some flowers with them and viola, they had nectar. Haku thought it fairly smart, but T'charrl was quick to point out a flaw in his idea. Smiling slightly he nodded in agreement, sighing before itching at his nose, "Well... Could we get trees? I don't know how the hell you'd plant a tree on a spaceship, but we could ask them? Worst thing they can do is say no, and then we just find a different way to do it, that's all."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi was doing better than he normally would be, at least he liked to think so. He knew he had a problem with rushing headlong into fights, so instead of going all in from the get-go he was trying to assess what Kiton was capable of; Vegeta had told him to be more analytical, and while he'd already forgotten what that word meant he got the gist of it. Starting off with a simple kick he didn't expect much out of it, and smiled when the Frost Demon blocked him with his tail. "Wow, must be handy, having that tail of yours," the Saiyan observed, grinning as he backed off and touched down on the floor again, bouncing lightly on his feet. Maybe a stronger attack then, just to see how Kiton could handle it. Diving right on back in he threw a simple straight jab at the Frost Demon's head, following up with a haymaker and an uppercut aimed at Kiton's jaw. Figuring all of these would easily be dodged he smirked as he reached out for Kiton's tail, trying too grab hold of it and pull him in to give him a hard punch right to the gut, if he could grab it. If not then Takeshi would try and punch Kiton in the gut all the same, picking up the pace quite a lot to do so.

If Viral was having a tough time with bad memories, why not overshadow those with something good? Before they could even focus on removing the negative memories it was best they develop a coping method, just in case the need arose and no one was present to help the Beastman. To start with Aito simply went with a typical, picturesque setting, a log cabin in the woods. Though near anyone could relate to the picture, or at the very least the idea of it, he wasn't so sure about Viral. Hoping to help stimulate his imagination the doctor blocked his son's vision temporarily, figuring that removing any more stimuli might get him thinking. All his efforts seemed to do, however, was annoy Viral. "Okay, I'm moving my hand, calm down Viral," Aito said gently, smiling as he placed his hands back in his lap, "So that didn't work, let's see... Perhaps if I try to provoke some memories from before then? Memories we have of each other? But what to bring up..." Pushing away from the bedside, Aito began moving chair back and forth, his brow furrowed as he wracked his brain for anything that Viral might recall. Early childhood perhaps? Or later on? There were plenty, but which might still be in his thoughts? "Ah... Yes, let's try that one!" the Saiyan said, smiling as he wheeled back over. "Now listen, I want you to close your eyes, take a few deep breaths to try and settle and try to picture this: You, myself, June and Vegeta are at a festival, all of us excited about the rides they have and the games that we can play. But what had you and Vegeta the most excited was a giant water slide, and you two took turns going down it with June and I. Do you remember? It was a tall slide, and we'd put you in our laps and go down, and we'd all end up in a big pool together. The way you two laughed and screamed in excitement, it was amazing. Does that bring up anything?"

"Maybe you hit a growth spurt? Maybe that's why you're eating so much?" Haku suggested, smiling slightly as he looked down at himself, "I'm still really small, I'm bound to hit mine eventually... But I noticed other kids start getting really tall and big, and they'd eat a whole ton when it happened. So I guess you changing is kind of like a growth spurt?" It would be interesting, since as a Saiyan he already ate loads of food, he couldn't imagine how much he'd eat once he got that big burst. He couldn't answer T'charrl's question, he wasn't even going to try and pretend he could, but maybe he could be helpful with his problem. "What if you took some plants back to the ship with us?" Haku suggested, glancing at the flowers and running a finger along one of the petals, "Between Vegeta and his dad they can figure out how to keep these things alive, and then you'd have all the nectar you'd want. That way if you ever need it then it'd be right there." Heck, maybe they could even put the flowers in T'charrl's room, then he'd never have to go far to get any.

Far From Home [ Scout & Vena Sera ]

Suto had really wanted to avoid the jerk that was flirting with Yari, but he seemed to stick to them like flies to honey and not give up. Honestly, it was like he was trying to be a pest simply for the sake of it now, and so far it was working. All he wanted was to come out and party, that was it. Instead of having a good time he was now playing keeper to his drunken friend, trying to keep some seedy jerk from getting his filthy hands on her. Having sorted to go off to a table away from the excitement, and from the noise of the duel breaking out, Suto had hoped by finding an isolated spot Doku would leave. Much to his chagrin when he and his friends sat down the brunette was still very much with them, wearing an aggravating smirk as he stood there. Seeing no chance of dumping the guy he let out a sigh, moving his chair close to Yari possessively as Doku sat across from them. "Just can it and eat buddy, got it?" the martial artist said firmly, narrowing his eyes before beginning to dig into his own meal.

"So rude... All I do is compliment your friend here and you treat me like I'm scum," Doku teased, feigning being offended as he placed a hand on his chest, "I assure you, my flirting is completely innocent." As if, he was having fun and most certainly looking to provoke Suto. The other boy was rather quiet in regards to what all was going on, almost seeming like he didn't even want to be here. Fine by him, though soon as the brunette found out what made the white-haired boy tick he'd be prodding at him as well. Though the meal had begun in silence, drama quickly began to unfold again once Doku began speaking with Yari. As fully expected Suto took exception to it, particularly when some more personal comments were made considering his friend's appearance. By the time Titus had come around to join them, Suto was looking rather annoyed and ready to start swinging. Hoping to avoid causing a scene Suto started to get up from the table, trying to take Yari with him only to stop when their new acquaintance came over.

"Huh...? She and I are leaving, that's where we're going," Suto responded, reaching out and grabbing Yari's hand. Hearing Titus tell him it should be her choice he narrowed his eyes, hardly in the mood for someone to be preaching to him; Yari was drunk, leaving any decision up to her right now was hardly the best idea. So far she'd been either ignoring or putting down Doku's advances, but part of him worried if she'd keep it up forever. His face flushed in embarrassment when Minerva was brought into the conversation, loathing that his infatuation with the woman had been so obvious. Giving Titus a dirty look, Suto finally sat back down with a huff, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from the group childishly as he resigned himself to remain.

Doku only vaguely recognized the newcomer, having seen him here and there on occasion. Titus, was it? One of the Clearers as he recalled, and evidently a party lover as well. Smirking when the redhead began to preach to him he simply sat through it all, and once it was aid and done he gave Titus a slow, patronizing clap. "Well done, well done. I see you remembered your shining armor today!" he taunted, grinning as he leaned back in his seat, draping one arm over the back of it, "Insecurity, hm? An insecure man doesn't stride up to every beautiful woman he sees and try to flirt with her, an insecure man watches from the sidelines, and becomes a bumbling mess whenever a focus of his affection comes near," Doku retorted, his gaze shifting temporarily to Suto before glancing back at Titus, "And for someone who just said that the lady should make her decision, funny how you say now she doesn't count. So which is it, is she allowed to have a voice and decide, or does she not?" He had nothing to gain or lose here, it was more simply having fun provoking others and seeing how far he could get with it. Not expecting Yari to speak up, the brunette glanced over and raised an eyebrow when she spoke, having to suppress a snicker as she butchered the Japanese language in one fell swoop. "Of course not my dear, if I was I'd have simply taken you away. All I'm trying to do is chat with you, that's all my intentions have been. It wounds me to hear you think that though."

Suto was really not wanting to hear a single word come out of Doku's mouth at this point, and hearing him refer to Yari as 'my dear' was pushing it too far. Standing up and knocking his chair back he frowned at the other boy, clenching his hands into fists angrily at his sides. "Hey, how about you shut it with flirting, alright? She's not interested, even when she's drunk, so give it up creep! Otherwise I'll beat you senseless," he threatened, really wanting to just strike out and give the guy a good whack, even if it wouldn't work. Seeing someone coming up behind Titus and Doku he shifted his gaze, blushing awkwardly seeing Alphard and Kenshin coming to join them. It had been a long while, that was for sure, and they had just seen one of his very rare angry outbursts. Smiling awkwardly he sat back down, standing up a second later as he wasn't sure what to do with himself, waving to the pair, "Yeah we know them, they're friends of ours. Uh... Hey guys!"

Alphard and Kenshin weren't the only ones out looking for friends in the crowd. A brunette girl was cutting through the swathes of partygoers, donning a brown leather vest with the zipper partway down, a knee length skirt of matching color, black sandals and a red band tied around her left arm. A scowl of pure annoyance sat upon her face as she pushed people aside, grumbling beneath her breath as she moved along. "Leave me all alone will you... Think I won't notice..." She had wanted to go to the party as well, but the others had all vanished and gone without her. At least she assumed they had, no one was around when she got back earlier. It didn't take her terribly long to come across everyone either, spotting Suto from a fair distance and Yari at his side, then Nero, Kenshin and Alphard quickly after. Storming over to the table where they were gathered she glared at everyone, placing her hands on her hips as she cleared her throat loudly. "So... Was anyone going to tell me we were going out to party?"