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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"You're right, expanding this conflict was never a good idea, but both sides are at fault for that," Aito said, "The Saiyans refuse to operate in any way other than forming this empire of theirs, and meanwhile the rebels wish for everyone to be independent of a central rule. Even if the goals are aligned the approaches are polar opposites, and with neither side budging it is inevitable that conflict would arise. I'm well aware that the rebels aren't wholly innocent in this affair, no one is." They had to come an agreement and cease this fighting of theirs, something which the doctor was acutely aware of being nigh impossible. Each man, being Korian and Yamate, had their own agendas, and neither was liable to back down from their stance even in the face of a greater threat. That was more infuriating than anything, seeing both leaders willingly risking so much just to be right. "They lack control though, that's not a success. This collar, I've only heard bits of it, but it sounds like a neural transmitter meant to induce almost a comatose like state in a patient, making them susceptible to suggestions. Again that is not a success, it's the equivalent of drugging someone to make them open to orders."

The scientific aspects of this conversation had taken over Aito's focus, if only because this was something he could make an impact on. There were a lot of unknowns in this situation, and coupled with that fact that there was no exact way to combat the monsters yet only further increased his investment. "I have to wonder though, particularly with Yumi as she's the only proof of concept I've seen... Does introducing the Beastman gene weaken their body?" the doctor mused aloud, frowning as he placed his hands on his hips, "If the individual has the same strength level as before and has more power introduced then naturally their body may not be equipped to contain it all, so what happens? Is Ki energy lost in favor of this solar-based power? I just wonder if this idea of melding the two could actually be weakening fighters..." It was all theory really as he'd never thought to do such a thing, or at least never gave consideration to the consequences of such a thing. Hearing Krom would not divulge the location was a bit disheartening as well; it would make sense to let someone like him, with intimate knowledge of Beastman anatomy, to oversee such an endeavor. "Your King is going to be the harbinger of the end of his own empire if he continues on this path... He's trying to do too much, where you should be focusing on at most two things, I don't see it ending well."

If Takeshi had just known the truth of the situation, he'd never have said what he just did. Nothing had ever come up that suggested Viral had done that for their good, and because of that he'd just painted the guy to be a selfish ass where the truth couldn't be any more different. He had no right to be talking to Viral after that, he'd only make things even worse for the man who was already struggling with so much. After managing out a meek apology the Prince promptly left the atrium, not wanting to be a bother any longer and let the Beastman get back to whatever he had been doing. Today was just turning out awfully crappy, maybe he should just go check on Shu... Oh, right. He had a small anxiety attack seeing his little brother earlier, should he really try that again so soon? Takeshi couldn't face his friends either after freaking out like that, ashamed by how he'd acted and guilty that they'd been hurt due to his inability to fight. There really wasn't anywhere then he could comfortably go, which meant he was spending this afternoon alone most likely. Letting out a soft sigh he rubbed at one of his arms, eyes downcast on the road as he walked along. Maybe he should ask Vegeta's father about what to do, he was a smart guy and probably had an answer; there was only one little problem with that though, he hadn't a clue where he and Krom had gone off to.

Vegeta hadn't meant to eavesdrop, but once an argument had begun he'd wanted to see how it played out. As expected, Takeshi spoke before thinking and Viral immediately buckled under guilt, showing there quite literally could not have been any two worse people for that exchange. They hadn't made terribly much progress with the Beastman yet, though with that brief discussion he now worried what little they had made was undone. "You should have though, then everyone could dispel that concern," Vegeta remarked, frowning as he placed a hand on Viral's shoulder, "No one thinks that you're responsible for this. I've not heard a single word from any one person that would suggest such a thing." Though he was far from articulate about it, it didn't seem like Takeshi had been sincere about it either; as usual it was more the kid's emotions making him unpredictable, which was nothing new. Watching Viral take a seat on his bed, Vegeta moved around and joined him, folding his hands in his lap and looking at his brother somberly. "What I heard was an irrational fear and profession of guilt from someone who doesn't have all the facts. Granted, neither do we, or neither did we, but now we do. Tell me this much: If I had everyone gather together, and we explained what you had done, how many of us do you think would say they actually blame you?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"You're right, you didn't ask for it. Then again neither did Korian, and at least he's trying to stop the atrocities. Even if I don't agree with what's going on we both seem to know that something has to be done, yet you've made no efforts from what I can see to stop it. Yamate truly does wish to save everyone, but he's doing so in a fashion that weakens the whole. We cannot rely on the strength of a few for the salvation of many, it has to be a concentrated, group effort. And the fact that Shu is the product of an experiment..." Again, could Aito really judge Yamate? He had done the same with Viral, in fact the exact same thing. Perhaps the nature of the process itself had differed, but each child had been born with becoming a protector of sorts. Krom didn't miss that fact either and was fairly quick to point it out, more than likely eager to paint the doctor in a poor light this time.

So solar energy was the bane of these beasts, was that it? Interesting, though Aito wasn't certain why that was. Despite having been arguing with Krom just a second ago he was now silent, letting the man spoke as he thought. "I see... It would make sense I suppose, if you think about it enough," the doctor mused, folding his hands behind his back as he began pacing, "Their bodies have likely developed in a place with minimal solar radiation, which means they aren't used to focused solar energy, much less solar attacks. Ki is powerful enough to break the cells apart, but not to destroy them entirely, which is why there needs to be a combination. I see... That makes sense." Well it made sense, but that didn't mean he liked it. Viral was then the ideal candidate for becoming the two-in-one fighter, but the process of gifting him Ki wasn't going to be an easy one, if it was even possible. If they could manage it though... They would have a very powerful, seasoned warrior to combat the threat. "I can actually understand their thought process, though the steps taken to achieve the result is deplorable at best. Perhaps a combination of fighters..." he mumbled, frowning before glancing back at Krom, "So you don't know the science behind it, fine. But tell me, have you seen any of this field tested? These other alleged Beastmen your people had created, like Yumi... Are they successful?"

Viral had wanted this? To become a pawn of the Saiyans? Was he seriously that jaded that he thought Earth had nothing for him? What about his friends? His family? The fact the place was his home! It pissed Takeshi off to no end hearing such a thing, and it also made him feel like an incredible sucker for risking so much for the guy. Wanting to just leave now he turned to go, stopping in his step when Viral began shouting back. Wait... He'd struck a deal with them? This was the first time anything like this had come up, why? Turning back around he looked at the Beastman confused, his eyes widening when he revealed the entirety of the situation to him. "So... You... Tried saving us?" he asked, eyes downcast as he began immediately feeling like utter crap. He couldn't have been further from the truth, could he? "Viral, I... I'm so sorry, I never knew... It's not your fault, I..." What could he even say after that? The guy had been bearing this burden for so long and now that it was finally out there was likely nothing that Takeshi could do. Why didn't he say anything? They might have been able to help him. Aside from him he was pretty sure no one blamed the guy, and now that he knew the truth even he didn't. Shaking his head dejectedly he looked up at the Beastman, wanting desperately to try and say something to make things right but not having a clue as to what. "I'll... I'll leave you alone, sorry..." he mumbled, turning and leaving the atrium.

So that was the truth of it then? Viral had gone to try and spare the rest, a noble gesture. To think that he'd been trying to stop them from having to take the risks to save him; had no one chased after Viral then maybe none of this would be happening now. Vegeta let out a sigh from his spot on the wall, having been standing just around the corner and listening to the whole conversation. Well now that was out in the open, how he and his father were unaware of that before... "No one thinks what happened is your fault Viral, don't tell yourself that," Vegeta spoke, entering the room while giving his brother a steady look, "I wish you had said something about this before, this would change our approach completely." It was one hell of a weight on one's shoulders, and they had been addressing the wrong parts entirely. Or, rather, they had been addressing products of this guilt, not the guilt itself. Walking over to the bedside he reached out and tried to place a hand on Viral's shoulder, offering a slight smile as he did so. "Believe me, no one blames you for what happened, certainly not if this is brought to light. What happened was all of our own volition, you didn't make anyone do anything. Please, just take a seat and breathe, calm down a little because we need to talk."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"A hatred and aggression that the Saiyans have perpetuated through their actions. Don't say that as if it's the fault of other peoples. There were other ways to approach this situation, and again, Yamate chose poorly." It didn't matter if the empire tried reforming now, so much time had passed and so much harm had been done that Aito couldn't see it ever working out. Realistically the only thing that would do at this point was for a new power to take over, put order back in the universe and abolish this one-ruler idea that the Saiyans had. "I suppose you mean Shu, don't you? I don't know what he is just yet, but anyone with even the smallest degree of knowledge knows he's not just human and Saiyan. Of course I've been curious, yet it's not my place to look into it and so I haven't." One didn't necessarily have to be exactly alike another to be a sibling after all, just look at Vegeta and Viral for proof of that.

There was a lot of information to mull over in regards to the current events, and a few holes that Aito needed closed in. If anyone knew the exact details of what was going on as of late then Yamate's right-hand man would be the go-to source; whether Krom was willing to speak about anything he asked was another matte entirely. One thing that had been plaguing the doctor since finding out about it was the attempted Beastman project the Saiyans had put on, something he had condemned right on the spot. It was a project that could be very gruesome and taxing if not done properly, of that he had experience, and really was something that just shouldn't be done in general. It was easy for him to stand there and say that though, he'd done the same thing. Yet hearing that they had experimented on Viral had him particularly agitated, and having Krom affirm that angered him a fair bit. "That Beastman is also my son!" Aito snapped, smashing his hand onto the table and denting it, "There are ways to harness solar energy for weapons without experimenting and mutating innocent people! You and your scientists are playing with something you have no business in!" Realizing he was getting a bit worked up he stepped back, letting out a breathy sigh before running a hand over his face. "So they're to combat the threat of the beasts... Fine, but it's impractical. The time and resources it would take to develop a group large enough to fight would be immense, it's just not a good way to go about this. Frankly none of what you've all been doing makes much sense."

"Oh... Well uh, you do look a bit better, if that's worth anything," Takeshi remarked, shrugging his shoulders as he smiled awkwardly, "I mean you're not totally better yet, but glad to see you're improving." Well this was going swimmingly, as even when he tried showing some concern the guy just got angry with him. Trying again to get out what he really wanted to say he ended up going on about the battle first, trying to put off asking the big question long as he could. When he finally got it out there it was met with a silence at first, one which made the Prince very anxious as he awaited the answer; how would everything be if they found out Viral had gone along willingly? Or was Krom just lying to them? If their friend had actually wanted to be with the Saiyans then that said a lot about what they had been doing, and it'd probably make everyone feel pretty bad over it all, himself included.

Takeshi had fully expected to hear that Krom had been lying, that Viral was taken against his will and tried to fight them. That was the Viral he thought he knew, a guy that wasn't going to roll over even when beaten. But to hear that his friend had not only gone along with it willingly, but done so because he felt Earth had nothing for him? It was like getting a sharp blow to the chest, and for a moment Takeshi could only stare at Viral, a look of pure confusion and even hurt plain on his face. "So... Us risking everything... All of this that happened... You wanted to go with them...?" he repeated, lowering his gaze as he tried to process that. Viral had seemed to loathe them though, but now he went with them willingly? This didn't make much sense, and did this mean that their bringing him back wasn't what he wanted at all? Thinking it over struck him oddly as funny, and letting out a slight chuckle it soon turned into bitter laughter, with Takeshi placing a hand on his forehead before smiling at Viral. "So we risked our lives, Shu was captured and changed, even Yumi, because you wanted to go with them? And so all of this, us trying to help you, has that been the exact opposite of what you wanted?" he asked, laughing again before shaking his head, "Wow! That makes me feel awesome! Tell you what though, I'll keep this between you and I, because you don't want everyone else knowing this," he added, frowning then as he looked at Viral, "Glad to know everything we sacrificed to get you out though was against your wishes. Sorry we had to ruin your plans or whatever."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Aito took no pleasure in interrogations, but given the potential threat that Krom posed he was the only one who should do it. There was still no knowing what terms exactly the man was here on, and what dangers he may pose for the rest of this planet. If there was any indication that this might be a ploy then he'd kill the Elite here and now, or at the very least try to. Before things escalated to that degree, if they ever did, he needed to ask a few pressing questions. "If that had been his initial approach then I would imagine that people would be more willing to cooperate, particularly with the arrival of more and more of these beasts," the doctor responded, "I don't think that things would be quite so dire right now if the Saiyan military had been forthcoming, rather than making it look like a universal invasion." Of course this was too little too late, it had begun back when he'd first met the King, so anything he might say on it now was defunct.

"I'm merely a third party here. As I said, I'm neither working for the rebels nor am I trying to help the Saiyans, I'm simply looking out for the well-being of those children. As for how I'm familiar with this it's because I know Yamate. Or rather, I knew him I should say," Aito explained, frowning as he got up from his chair and placed his hands flat on the table, "I met your King almost 20 years ago on Earth, when he was attempting to create a new generation of Saiyan-Human children. Naturally I took exception to a powerful, potentially dangerous man on my planet and so I confronted him on the matter. His explanation for being there was innocent enough, but my curiosity prompted me to question him further. I don't know why it is he shared everything with me that day, but he told me all about what we're potentially facing; rifts opening up, more and more of those beasts appearing, and a threat alike to Frieza if not worse which may plague our universe. I know full well what's going on behind the scenes, as I said it's the methodology for approaching the problem I dislike."

"At any rate... I'm here to ask you questions, not the other way around. I've shared how I know about this, and for the time being that's all the information you need on me. There's quite a few other things we must get out of the way before we finish today. First and foremost... Your attempts at cloning Beastmen." Aito had heard of this through Vegeta, and the notion of mass-producing someone like Viral was both intimidating and unheard of. The exact science of creating life like that was incredibly advanced and took several of Earth's best minds to perfect, so he was highly doubtful they could replicate such a thing; more likely than not they would have hybrids, ala what Yumi was now. "I can understand your perhaps doing that for more troops, that makes sense. Yet with all the planets you've captured I can't imagine you've a shortage of fodder, which begs the question... Why the project?"

Takeshi didn't know how he was going to handle seeing Viral, if he'd break down or be able to play it cool. Had the Beastman heard about everything already? It was possible, which made the Prince ashamed to think that the man he sought to surpass would know of his failure. Upon entering the atrium he was surprised to find his friend all alone, trying to strike up some awkward conversation as a greeting. No big surprise that failed horribly, and Viral was pretty quick to call him out on why he was here. Frowning as he was scrutinized he rubbed at his injured shoulder uncomfortably, swallowing as he looked away at some of the plants for a moment. "Oh you know... Just uh... Coming by to see how things are going with you," he said, not really lying as he'd been wondering what the guy's condition was. "Feeling any better? I mean... I know it's been a short time, but they seem to be doing a lot here, you know?" Jeez, the guy was looking at him like everything he was saying was bull, he just couldn't dance around the topic could he?

"So I guess you heard about what went on out there... How we lost," Takeshi began, sighing as he looked down at the floor dejectedly, rubbing the toe of his boot on the tiles, "We all got away, but things got bad. Most everyone is all laid up in the hospital somewhere, T'charrl and Shu... They both changed, and my father ended up leaving Krom behind for some reason. I... Don't know how it went so wrong." Letting out a somber sigh he ran his hand through his hair, really not knowing how to bring up what the Elite had said about Viral without blurting it outright. Glancing at his friend once more he shifted his weight about, giving another nervous swallow before idly picking at his shirt. "Hey... Uh... When you were taken away by Krom before, to uh... Well, you know... Did you go willingly?" he asked, feeling terribly uncomfortable discussing this, "It's just, well... The guy said you kind of went along with it, but that doesn't sound right, you know? I mean... Why would you want that?"

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

"Uh... I don't know yet, but I'll find some! My friend used to say tell me all about the cities, how they have a ton of machines and vehicles that use oil for all sorts of things. I would bet the closer we get to the cities, the more we'll be able to find oil. Head east and we get there, that's all there is to it!" Just another reason to go looking for the big centers then, they'd be able to get information he needed and oil for Cecil. But what about Amuné and Wyth? She still needed some fresh clothes, and no doubt Wyth could use with a trim of his fur, maybe a nice big meal. Sheesh, he was really going to need to dig deep into his pockets to provide all of these things wasn't he? It would be worth it though, they all needed the help and he was happy to oblige them.

So how should they get about their journey? It made sense to take the roads, but now that they had attacked some guys in suits, or to be precise Ethan attacked them, it may not be safe. Still, they couldn't well go off the beaten path and hope they still got there, so what to do? His first idea was to lead on the road and have the others follow in the brush, that way they'd be out of sight if anything came up. Before he could even finish uttering that notion however Amuné was quick to shoot it down, seeming extremely upset over it for some reason. Looking down at the little Ydran girl he smiled sympathetically, squatting down and placing a hand on her head, "Alright, I won't go away, no problem. We'll stick together and take the road, how's that? Whatever comes up we'll deal with it when we get there." He hadn't the heart to force her into anything that'd upset her, not after how rough it seemed she had it.

"So we'll stick together, that's the new plan! I guess that works better anyways, strength in numbers," Ethan remarked, smiling as he stood back up. He wasn't sure how they were going to deal with anyone who might threaten them, though it sounded like Cecil had a proposal. "Er... Destroy? Do you mean kill? If it's all the same I'd rather avoid that if at all possible. At worst we can knock them out, but I really don't want to kill anyone." The notion of taking someone's life made him very uneasy, it was not a guilt or burden that he wanted for himself or anyone here. Even if those suits came back and tried taking Cecil away he'd prefer to hit them with another blast; injuring someone wasn't much better, but it was by far preferable to outright destroying them. "How about this: If they attack us then we defend ourselves, but our priority is to get away, not beat them. If we get caught up in some random brawl then our trip could take even longer."

Anyways enough about potential fights, as that was the last thing Ethan wanted right now. They had Amuné in tow, a little kid, and Cecil who was being hunted, he couldn't think of a worse scenario than a fight for their group. Ideally they would avoid any and all conflict, but if the last town could show anything it was sometimes the unexpected happened, and you couldn't always prepare for it. "Alright, if that's out of the way then we should get moving again! No sense in wasting the daylight standing around here chatting," Ethan said eagerly, returning to his usual self as he broke into a smile, "If we just follow this road east then we'll reach the Priomm River, and just beyond that I think was the next town. Might be able to make it in... Half a day?" That was a complete and utter guess, they may not even arrive until nightfall for all he knew, though he was certain they'd at least get there today. Waving on the others he stepped through the brush and to the edge of the road, checking to be sure it was clear before heading out, waiting for the rest to follow.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"There have been... Extenuating circumstances surrounding myself for the last few decades, but I assure you I'm older," Aito replied plainly, "I knew Yamate when you were likely still a child, I'll leave it at that. And if you're looking for Korian you're correct, he's not here. Neither is anyone else from command, so I've taken it upon myself to handle you." Did this man earnestly believe he could come here as an enemy and expect to negotiate the terms of his detainment and questioning? He was in essence a prisoner the moment he stepped onto Uuonoe, and until they could verify otherwise he would be treated as such. "At any rate Korian doesn't seem to understand the true situation we're in, nor do I imagine he'll hear it from you anyways. So for the time being you answer to me, and I'll relay anything pertinent to him, understood?"

All things considered Takeshi really didn't have any wounds that demanded attention. Some abrasions from being knocked around, the cuts from being attacked by Shu; in all he could move and everything just fine, he didn't think he needed the help. More or less ignoring the medics as they patched him up, soon as they were through he waved them away, scowling when one tried to further help by offering to check his abrasions and scrapes. "I said I'm fine! Go make sure the others are okay!" he snapped again, watching the pair slink off pretty quick after that. By now everyone was being taken off to get checked on, with Shu and T'charrl being the two that worried him the most. T'charrl was only so injured because he couldn't defeat Krom on his own, and Shu was out because he'd been allowed to change and couldn't be stopped. In both cases he was too weak to help, too weak to know how to protect them and to save them from unnecessary danger. Damn it all, if he was only stronger, he should be able to beat at least Krom by now, so why couldn't he?

Aito, along with a handful of rebel soldiers stationed on Uuonoe, had led Krom off to the base in the center of the city. While what Krom had said was true, he was not a rebel himself, the men and women stationed there had allowed the doctor to precede over the interrogation given his knowledge of what was going on. With only the two Saiyans in the room now, Aito felt he was perfectly capable of getting everything they needed to from the Elite, and perhaps giving him a little insight into what was going on as well. "So let's start with getting this out of the way... We both know the truth behind this war, and why the Saiyans are doing what they're doing. I still believe the methodology to be insane, but up until now I haven't been able to stop it. I also have no intention on aiding the rebels in the war, as fighting now is only going to make things worse later. Given we've both an understanding of the bigger picture here, I'm curious... Why hasn't Yamate simply come out and revealed the truth yet? What is it he's trying to do by deceiving everyone?"

Takeshi had to talk to Viral about what Krom said, he just didn't know how to bring it up. It was insane to think that Viral had willingly gone to the Saiyans, especially since the guy seemed so resentful for everything that had happened. Krom just had to be messing with his head, yet he had the tiniest question on the matter and it needed answering. Finding the place that the Beastman was staying at was a bit tricky, but with some asking around he managed to locate the guy. After checking in through the rebels who had been posted outside he went right on in, surprised to find only Viral in the room; either he'd been getting better or Vegeta was out of the room, either way it was a bit surprising to find him by himself. Stepping into the room he took a curious look around, noticing how few machines and tools there were about, like they were hardly using anything on him. "Nice pad... Weird you have so many plants though..." Takeshi joked lightly, running a hand along one of the broad leaves idly, "Miss us?"

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Saying everyone was in disarray was an understatement, it was a miracle no one had died on that mission. Frankly Aito wasn't sure whether he was more relieved or angry at the children right now, though he knew that snapping at them for being so reckless wouldn't help anything. At any rate there were other matters that were requiring his attention now anyways, particularly the newest addition to this team of theirs; where had this man come from? Judging by his attire he was in the Saiyan military, perhaps one of the King's men. Seeing someone like that on Uuonoe, the rebel bastion, was unnerving from what he could tell, hearing talks all around him about the enemy amongst them. Being the only able bodied fighter present then the doctor took it upon himself to figure out what the deal was here, and just who this man might be.

"Weak? They faced off against the King of Saiyans, anyone is weak against him," Aito said, frowning as he approached Krom, "And listen to me... Whatever your name is. Korian isn't present, he's off fighting the war that your sides have been waging for an unnecessarily long time now. Yamate and Korian have been going at it as long as I can remember, and I know full well what the situation is." This was all said under his breath of course, as it was information he was positive none of the kids were privy to yet. The fact that this man was informed told him it was a higher ranked fighter, an Elite perhaps. Defected? Not likely, he hardly seemed injured and yet here he was. So what was their game here with sending this man along? "My name is Aito, and I'm the man that you'll be answering to while you're here. Those are my son's friends you injured there, either you or your comrades. If you don't wish to end up in a shallow grave then I advise you cooperate with me and tell me everything." Giving Krom a brief glare he then stepped away and went over to Yumi, smiling sympathetically as she barely looked like she could stand. "These people are here to help, go with them Yumi. I'll let Vegeta and Viral know you've all returned, I know at least Vegeta has been worried sick. Go ahead and get some rest."

"Y-Yeah... Right, thanks..." Yumi mumbled, scrunching up her shoulders slightly when Aito ruffled her hair affectionately. She would much rather go and check in on Viral right now, not to mention be certain the others were fine too, but she couldn't neglect her own health. Her wounds were hastily patched for the journey back and her head was still throbbing, it was important she get that looked at before doing anything. Walking over to a pair of paramedics she shook her head when offered a stretcher, smiling tiredly and waving it off. "I can walk, just... Take it a little slow, okay?" Surprisingly they obliged her, probably in part because she didn't look to be in dire straits really. T'charrl was already been wheeled off into a vehicle and likely taken to a hospital, one where she hoped he'd make a fast recovery. Glancing back at the others she caught sight of Shu who was still out, and Takeshi off by himself. Was he still really all uneasy about that? The twins looked like they were still tired, but at the very least they were getting attention and were awake now. Kabocha looked pretty sore but he was currently trying to push away some IV bag, who knows what for; Haku was freaking out over something, and she could see it was the medical personnel trying to change him into a hospital gown on the spot. Everyone would be fine, even with the brothers having a bit of a bump in the road, she could go and not have to worry.

Takeshi really did want to be with Shu right now, but he was still uneasy and couldn't bring himself to do it. Maybe once the little guy came to he would go and visit, as it wasn't like he'd realize he was there now anyways. He wanted to go and check on his friends as well, but after the display of freaking out over Shu and feeling like he failed he couldn't do that either; he'd thought he had gotten stronger, yet everyone was now hurt because of him, with T'charrl being especially injured by Krom, or whoever had hit him. If he'd just not slacked so much and gotten stronger then they'd be fine, it was all his fault. Glancing up at the medics who came to tend to him he wrinkled his nose in annoyance at them, wanting to tell them off but wincing when he rolled his shoulder and agitated his wound. "Just... Fix me, then help the others," he grumbled, looking away as they got to work.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

The whole of what Krom was saying didn't seem right, there was no way Viral had willingly gone and joined the Saiyans. Surely no one else in the shuttle believed that either, right? With how angry and vindictive the guy was towards his father, Takeshi just couldn't imagine it having been his own decision. "Right, it's silly. For a second I mistook you for someone with brains," the Prince retorted, frowning as he tried to get to tending Shu. On any other day it wouldn't have been an issue at all, handling his little brother, yet today saw an interesting little change. The mauling earlier hadn't been terribly traumatic, yet it was enough to trigger the mauling in which he'd lost his tail. The sudden and painful onset of that memory hit him fair hard, and after freaking out a bit Takeshi had to distance himself from his own brother, much to the amusement of Krom. There was just no way he could handle that right now, not if it meant he risked a third attack. Sitting down on the furthest open cot he could find he kept his gaze off of everyone else, ashamed by how he was acting as he hoped they would just ignore him now for the trip.

"That would be for the best, though I doubt even that is going to win any hearts," Yumi responded, frowning as she continued to stroke Shu's hair, "I would imagine that 'idiot' was just following your orders, or am I mistaken? Maybe not yours specifically, but someone's. Unless you mean to tell me that he somehow got the idea himself of invading a world he probably didn't know about?" She wasn't going to warm up to Krom any quicker than the rest, certainly not if he was going to be so condescending about everyone he spoke of. Watching him head to the controls she turned her focus again to the youngest member of their group, smiling sympathetically at his sleeping form. "You're going to be okay, everyone is..." she mumbled, closing her eyes and letting out a silent sigh. They hadn't beaten the King as they had hoped, but at the very least everyone made it out alive, that's what mattered most. How easily she and the others had been thrown aside though... They had a lot of training to do if they meant to really beat the Saiyans.

Most everyone had taken a brief nap on the journey back to Uuonoe, albeit it didn't do much to alleviate any pain. Out of just concern for any hidden damages Yumi had gotten Krom to open up communications before they arrived, arranging for some medical personnel to be ready once they landed. She didn't know how they would explain the Saiyan's presence, but she figured he must have something in mind for the impending witch hunt that was to follow. Arriving once more at the familiar world they were indeed greeted by a plethora of medical personnel, as well as Aito who looked to have taken time off from working with Viral. There was no hiding the fact there was injured and Yumi knew that, yet it didn't make disembarking the shuttle any less awkward for her. As soon as her friend's father saw them, all bandaged and bruised, he immediately gave a serious look of concern. "We're all fine, honest," she assured him, smiling nervously as she waved her hand, "Shu and T'charrl are just tired, that's all." Okay, well the latter was a bit beaten up, but he would be fine now that they were here, right? And Shu was just exhausted... She hoped.

Aito, not having learned of the mission until they left, was neither overly pleased nor hopeful that they were successful; just seeing everyone alive however was a surprise, and a much needed one at that. Dealing with someone of Yamate's caliber on their own was suicide, even if they did have strength in numbers. While the medical personnel went ahead and began looking at the others, Aito made it a personal point to visit Shu and T'charrl first and foremost. Shu was, as Yumi had said, exhausted, and his energy levels suggested he had expended astronomical levels in whatever had gone on in the fight. T'charrl on the other hand showed heavy signs of being in battle, even if none of those were life-threatening. "You never should have gone there, you're all lucky you're even alive," the doctor said to Yumi, frowning as he looked at her disapprovingly, "I'm glad you're all back, but surely you understand the gravity of what you just did?" Seeing the vaguely familiar face in the crowd he glanced to Krom then, "And you... What are you doing here?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Tch... You expect me to believe that crap? Like hell Viral went to you willingly! Look what you did to him, who would want that?!" Takeshi snapped, glaring at Krom's back, "I remember you kidnapping him, I wouldn't call that willingly." Where did this guy get off trying to shrug blame? Okay, so maybe he wasn't the only one at fault, but he'd played a damn big part in it all. The one person who really had to answer for their crimes was his father, but with the guy having for whatever reason fled the scene there was only his lackey to vent to. Angry as he was Takeshi knew sitting here shouting at the man wasn't going to help them any, and his friends were in need of help right now. Though he was reluctant to leave Shu in Krom's care he didn't have much choice at the moment, and with that in mind he got off of the rooftop and began his search. With Yumi already about he could focus on getting T'charrl safe, and then the others in turn. It hadn't been pretty, but after a fair bit of trouble they managed to get everyone back to the shuttle, ready to get back to Uuonoe. There was going to be a lot of need for hospitals once they returned, albeit everyone save Shu and T'charrl were conscious by now.

Takeshi was finally bandaged up thanks to Krom, whom he didn't so much as look at during the process let alone thank afterwards. He still didn't buy this, he couldn't think of any reason why someone so close to his father had just suddenly defected like that, or why his father had let it happen. There had to be something more going on here, and until the Elite opened up and told them he wasn't going to give the guy so much as the time of day. Ignoring the guy was perfectly fine until Krom came over to speak with him, the Prince lifting his head and looking at the man with an emotionless glance. "You're not flying, this is our ship," he replied stiffly, looking over at his friends. No one else seemed really up to the task however, and he couldn't do it if he was going to be watching Shu. Though he loathed to do as asked he gave a stiff nod after a moment, looking over at his younger sibling as he moved closer. No sooner had he sat down did he let out a gasp, the briefest of images flashing through his mind; on the top of a cold mountain he could see Shu having changed again, and the sensation of being helplessly trapped and having his tail torn off came flooding back all at once. Why? He couldn't say, but it hit him quite abruptly and quite hard.

"N-No!" Falling off of the cot he moved away from Shu, a thin sheen on his face as he looked at the unconscious boys, eyes wide with fear, "H-He'll attack me again if I get too close!" He couldn't risk it, he'd probably lose something more than just a tail if Shu was to transform again on him. Despite the fact that the little guy was utterly harmless right now he found himself terrified of the kid, not wanting to be anywhere near him right now. Feeling several pairs of eyes on him, Takeshi slowly turned his head to see everyone else looking at him confused, with Yumi looking actually angry with him.

"That's your brother! What do you mean 'no'?" she asked annoyed, frowning as she walked over and pointed to Shu, "He's out anyways, you should be keeping an eye on him. Everyone else is exhausted, and I'm busy trying to help that, so that just leaves you." Honestly, why was she having to tell him to watch after his own brother? They were close as anything, something like this shouldn't be changing that, it didn't before. Reaching down to grab Takeshi and try moving him closer she raised her eyebrows when he pulled away from her, getting up and going to the back of the shuttle before sitting down alone. Unbelievable, was he actually that frightened by Shu? Someone had to look after the young boy, and with everyone else recuperating that just left her. Letting out a soft sigh she sat down on the cot by Shu, reaching out and lightly stroking his hair, glancing up at Krom. "I don't trust you either, but right now we don't have any other choice. I think the coordinates are in already, all you need to do is follow them."

Adelon: Steeling the Faith [Open!]

It didn't seem like a big deal that Cecil was Machina, at least not to Ethan. There were all sorts of people in this world, Cecil just happened to be one of those; what or whoever the other boy might be didn't make him bad, and he wasn't about to raise a fuss simply because it was something unusual or different. Anyways Ethan was a bit more focused on other matters currently, in particular getting some food in their stomachs and figuring out their route. Having completely forgotten that Amuné and Wyth had caught a rabbit earlier he offered out some strips of dried meat, smiling bashfully when she pointed out they had a fresh meal. Seeing as those two were particularly hungry, and Cecil didn't eat, he opted to let them enjoy the fresh meat and popped a strip into his mouth instead. Again he was distracted from the map, this time when he noticed Cecil oiling his leg. It must be a troublesome thing to do, oiling yourself like that; it wasn't as though you could realistically always have oil handy, as Cecil was quick to bring up. "Well next town we can see if they've got any, my treat," Ethan offered, smiling as he laid out the map, "Since I won't be buying you food it's the least I can do." That was of course provided he had any money left by then, he may end up having to work some more odd jobs.

Now then, maybe he could focus on trying to figure out where they were. Upon opening the map Ethan knew rather quickly this was going to be futile, he wasn't even sure of their current location. Aside from Kinsgrove and the surrounding county he couldn't name much of anything on the map, even though it was already marked itself; not knowing the name of the settlement they'd just been in either made things even more difficult. Amuné of all people was the one to point out what had him baffled, making the Muran boy flush slightly in embarrassment. That's right, east was the same as right wasn't it? He should have remembered that, he'd been taught that years ago and he supposed it just never stuck. His destination, ideally, would be one of the larger towns or cities, somewhere he might be able to gather information on the man he was looking for. He wasn't sure where the others would be heading, but he was more than happy to travel with them if they wanted to.

"Yeah it can, though I guess it helps if you know how to read it," Ethan admitted with a laugh, smiling as he rolled the map up again and tucked it away. Spotting his coat beside his back he looked at Amuné for a moment, offering it back over hopefully. "Here, I've got my shirt, I don't need this too right now. Why don't you wear it until we can get you some fresh clothes?" It ought to be easier to find some clothing for a young girl than it would be oil. From what he had seen on the map the next town wasn't all that far off, and maybe they could reach it within the day if they made good time. Straightening out his clothing he went over and snuffed out the remains of the fire after making sure Amuné and Wyth both got the rest of the rabbit, burying the cinders before wiping his hands down on the damp grass.

"So I was thinking it might be best to avoid the major roads for now, especially if those guys in suits come looking for you again Cecil. But if we go too far away then we might lose track of where we are, so here's what I'm planning," Ethan began, looking at the others as he pointed to himself, "I'll keep near the road just so we know where we're going, and you three can keep to the trees so no one sees you. If someone spots me I can get away, so it works out for the best that way." Magic, at least in his case, was ideal for escaping. So long as he could manage to get off the spell he could dart away with the wind, and with luck throw off whoever he ran into, thus keeping the others safe. If it was just more suits then they shouldn't be all that difficult to handle, as it hadn't seemed like they were capable of casting magic. "Any complaints? If not then we can get moving now, provided you're all ready."