GambolMuse

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Come on Kai... Like I'm the only Saiyan that 'gets cocky' now and again," Takeshi said, pulling his shirt down over his head. Taking a look down at himself he smiled slightly, seeing this outfit was awfully reminiscent of what Vegeta wore. He missed his old Gi outfit, maybe he could get another one once they finally returned home. If nothing else though these were at least comfortable, and easy to move in. Tugging the gloves on his hands just for good measure he smiled at Kai, raising an eyebrow and folding his arms across his chest. "If you want to fight so bad I can always trip the alarm to get the soldiers to come running. Oooor... We can always spar later? I'm in the same boat, I just want a good brawl to keep myself practiced."

"How about we find this monster, then you two can kick the crap out of each other all you want." Kabocha wanted to fight too, not sit around like old maids chattering amongst themselves. If this thing was half the beast the engineers made it out to be then they'd have a fun time fighting it, he didn't want to miss out on a moment of that. In regards to Kai's question he shook his head, scratching at his hair in thought. "I couldn't say... Maybe the mess hall? I doubt an animal would kill just for sport, so it's got to be looking for food. If it couldn't find a meal in the crew then maybe it went for the cafe? There's got to be something there, and even if it didn't go there..." he paused, grinning as he rubbed his hands together. "I could REALLY go for some ribs! Or some fried fish! Or maybe a nice big sandwich!"

Takeshi smacked his own forehead, giving Kabocha an exasperated look before walking past him and the twins, right out of the room for them to follow. They were all hungry obviously, but they couldn't well eat just yet. His changing clothes was distraction enough, and all joking aside they really needed to find this thing. They had passengers that really couldn't fight if it showed up elsewhere, so it was in everyone's best interest they deal with it as soon as possible. As Kai had brought up, where did they even begin to look? Takeshi certainly didn't know the layout of this ship, and even if he did that didn't guarantee their finding the monster. Back in the corridor he scratched at his head thoughtfully, looking in the direction of the control room and back down the other way. Safe bet was they didn't have to backtrack, so down the unexplored section it was. Gesturing for the others to follow he started down the corridor, keeping silent and alert for any hints of something being amiss.

Yumi couldn't well imagine having someone like that, someone she could communicate with so effortlessly. It was kind of creepy really, having someone read your thoughts and motions. In the same way it was incredible, it would make her so much better in a battle. After having seen them fight first hand herself she knew they were rather formidable as a pair, and any single combatant would be hard pressed to beat them. She herself was by no means an all powerful opponent, but she was an able enough fighter and yet had still struggled just to keep up with them. Their prowess was so impressive it was a wonder that they had been pulled from training. Had they never been taken out of it and allowed to keep practicing she couldn't imagine their being anything less than Elites by now. For the sake of their budding friendship it was a good thing then they'd been removed, otherwise Kai and Choi would probably end up just like the other Elites they had fought. Frankly it would be a darn shame if they never ended up as friends.

"So he's kind of a goofball then...? Oh, but he seems really nice too..." Yumi mused, smiling sheepishly. In spite of their first meeting she and Choi had gotten on rather well, almost instant friends. Kai was certainly nice too, but they didn't feel nearly as close as she did with his brother. She and Choi had kind of clicked almost instantly, and she couldn't quite place why that was. Maybe his goofy nature offset her more strict overtone? Noting the smile on Daiko's face she blinked a few times, and after drawing an assumption her face reddened in embarrassment. "I-I was just asking because I was curious!" she said quickly, putting her hands up defensively and shaking her head. "He and I are friends, so I wanted to know more about him, that's all!" Well this was a fine mess she had walked herself into. It had come across as too blatant, was that it? Perhaps asking their father about one boy in particular was too transparent of a move. Looking down at her feet awkwardly Yumi shifted about in her spot, rubbing her hands against her pant legs nervously. "Uh... Don't say anything to him? Please? If my friend Vegeta found out or if he did it'd make things really weird..."

The Saiyan proved to be a little too quick to reach, and while the creature was quick in its own right it could not take to the air. The Beastman seemed to share in that deficiency however, making him an ideal prey to chase. Changing its target instantly then the monster let out another roar, barreling down on Viral with all its strength and taking swings to try and take him down and finally get a meal. Its first arm was blocked, but the second managed to knock into the wild man and send him stumbling. Before it could capitalize on its hit Viral was already retorting, coming back with a few fierce swings of his cleaver. The first two missed, but a third one managed to catch itself in the creature's left arm, imbedding itself deep into the muscle of the beast. Roaring out in anger and pain it reeled back, shaking its hulking frame and freeing the blade of itself. The Saiyan was out of reach, and this one was dangerous, neither would be an easy meal. It had to find a way to overpower them, something that could reduce them to a state of helplessness. Putting all fours down again it opened its gaping maw, nothing but darkness where its teeth should be. A small energy mass began to form at its lips, gradually gaining in size, a rainbow of colors amassing into a basketball sized orb before being fired at high speeds.

Vegeta descended the moment he saw energy gathering, worried that Viral didn't have the means to deflect that kind of attack. Planting himself before his friend as the orb came their way he stretched his arms forward and cupped his hands, readying to catch the blast. As soon as it hit there was surprising force behind the blast, sending him skidding back towards Viral in spite of his efforts to hold it back. With no other way to stop it he released a burst of Ki, sending it flying back towards the monster, both energies hitting it head on. The result was a fair explosion that shook the room, miraculously not causing any damage in the process. As the smoke dissipated Vegeta expected to see a ruined beast before them, but instead there was nothing but scorched and twisted metal. Where in the hell did it go? Looking around the room hastily and up at the ceiling he tried to find it, slowly stepping away from Viral with his hands up, ready to strike. How did it vanish like that?

Unbeknownst to Vegeta the creature was most certainly still inside of the room. It was out of sight though, as far as the Saiyan could tell anyways. In truth it had melted down into a rather thin liquid, seeping its very being into the metal that the two fighters now stood on. Slipping through the floor it worked its way over to Viral again, hoping to get a surprise on the Beastman and injure him enough to put him out of the battle. Stopping right beneath Viral the beast slowly lifted its head out of the floor behind him, growling softly as it did so. Just as its head rose up it would also raise its arms out of the floor to either side of the Beastman and attempt to ensnare him, trapping him against the floor. Then he would be at the creature's mercy, and it could easily bite away until it finished him off.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Maybe it's just really stupid?" Kabocha offered, shrugging his shoulders. "I mean... It boarded a ship with all of us on here, and I'm sure some random critter isn't enough to give us any trouble. Thing probably smelled food onboard and came crawling on, just some wild animal. Giving Kai a skeptical look he rolled his eyes then, smiling amused as he shook his head. "Target? You say that like this thing's got any clue what it's doing. The thing is probably purely instinctual, like any old animal. Sure maybe it started out chasing one guy, but it's bound to be pretty dumb. One piece of food is as good as the next."

"It doesn't take something intelligent to kill you though," Takeshi pointed out, checking a few doors that they passed by. After one storage room and another maintenance room they finally found what they were looking for. Thankfully the room wasn't locked, not that he could see a reason why they might lock a room full of clothes and showers. "If it's got fangs and claws it can hurt you. Shu in his Oozaru form is just running on instincts like you said, and he tore my damn tail off," he continued, looking back with a small smile as the door opened. "Still think an animal is harmless?" He doubted that this thing was going to be nearly as dangerous as a rampant Saiyan child though. If it was the ship wouldn't be in one piece still. Once inside the room Takeshi made a b-line right towards one of the lockers, checking inside for some clothes to change into.

"Between the four of us we really don't got to worry about anything shy of my father," Takeshi added, smiling as he pulled out a crimson set of pants and a matching sleeveless top, as well as some typical boots and gloves. Crimson was typically reserved for the higher ranks, meaning he was pretty much raiding an Elite's locker right now. Grinning mischievously at that thought he kicked the door shut, waving his findings around a bit before going around the corner to change. Off came his dirty, worn out clothes and into the garbage they went. He could shower now, but that would take too long. Instead he just slipped on the new set of Saiyan garb, a little miffed he was still wearing the same pair of briefs. Getting dressed hardly took more than a few seconds, and in no time at all he was back out with the others, patting himself down to make sure everything fit.

"Okay then, now that should be better. Shall we go hunting guys?"

"Ooooh, so they're telepathic?" Yumi asked in earnest curiosity. She knew that twins on Earth had an uncanny ability to sort of pick up how the other was feeling, but she'd never thought it went as far as being synchronized in battle. That must be so cool, having someone mirror your moves and work with you without having to utter a single word. Even she and Vegeta or Viral didn't have that kind of chemistry and they had been fighting together for quite some time now. In a way she found herself envious, wishing she could work that well with someone herself. Looking back at Daiko warmly she leaned over, patting his hand gently in a friendly gesture. "Well don't feel rushed into it, I don't want to come across as pressuring you. I mean... You've got all the time in the world now to decide what you want to do with yourself, and so do your sons. There's literally a million possibilities, I can see why that might be a bit overwhelming."

There was a bit more that Yumi wanted to ask, and again she felt like it might be a little inappropriate. Vegeta wasn't here to overhear, and those who were around certainly weren't going to say anything about this, so it was safe enough. Biting her lip for a second she looked at her hands in her lap, rubbing at her left hand with her thumb on her right absentmindedly. "If you don't mind me asking... What can you tell me about Choi...?" she asked, her cheeks turning a faint pink. "Just uh... Out of curiosity, I wanted to know more about him."

Vegeta was fair flustered, not able to spot a single thing that might be the source of this tension. Only so much of the area was accessible on foot, and with no Ki signature he doubted they were flying around. On a whim he decided to walk to the edge of the walkway, leaning over the railing to check under the engines. Half expecting to find something clinging to the underside he couldn't see anything, and the same was true on the other side as well. Wherever this thing was it hid moderately well, either that or he was totally oblivious.

"Viral? Think we might have the wrong room?" Vegeta asked, turning around to look at his friend. Just as he laid eyes on the Beastman he saw a thick substance drip down from the ceiling, landing with a splat on the floor before seeping through the perforated metal plates. Not a second after did a high pitched sound echo through the room, making the Saiyan cover his ears painfully as he tried to track the source. A large blue creature proceeded to fall down from wherever it had been, landing directly on top of Viral. Emitting another shrill shriek it lifted up one of its massive arms, preparing to drive it down onto the trapped Beastman. Vegeta quickly pushed off of the floor, flying across the room to try to help and instead watching as the creature was kicked off easily enough, landing on the ground some fair bit away with a heavy thud. Landing himself at Viral's side he looked down to make sure his friend was alright, looking back then to the beast.

"What the hell is that thing?"

The creature growled again, climbing back onto its feet and slamming its bulky arms down on the walkway. Its red eyes looked between the two fighters before it, trying to decide which should be attacked first as the bigger threat. The Saiyan looked to be much more frightened, and he already knew that the Beastman could strike hard. Opting then to go after Vegeta it emitted a loud roar, slamming its arms once again before barreling forward, trying to pounce on Vegeta. Making a lunge for him it could only snarl angrily as it was easily dodged, landing hard on the floor again and skidding across it, using its talons to stop itself and turn back around. The Saiyan had moved up into the air, annoyingly enough, but the Beastman was still bound to the ground. Its agenda changed on the fly then, and seeing an easier target in Viral once more it bore down on him yet again, rearing up on its hind legs as it got close and swiping at him furiously with both arms.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Takeshi was quick to raise a hand and dopeslap Choi, but Kai beat him to the punch. Rude, but he was right, Shu probably did need a bath as well. There would be plenty of time later for everyone to wash up, they couldn't quite be strolling around the ship nonchalantly if there was a monster on board. Frankly the Prince didn't know what to make of these claims, obviously a little bit skeptical. It was more likely than not just some alien stowaway they had never seen before, and considering the only witnesses were engineers and they were hardly fighters themselves. The power of this thing may be slightly exaggerated then. Soon enough they'd find out just how strong it was, but first things first, Takeshi desperately needed to wash up. A lot of good it would do them if this thing could smell him coming a mile away.

"You think those guys were a little spooked?" Kabocha joked, grinning as he sent a glance over his shoulder towards the bridge. "I mean seriously... He looked like he was about to lose his lunch. Some people just aren't cut out for fighting I guess." Some spooky creature comes by and they cry monster, it must stink to be that timid. Personally he couldn't wait to get an eyeful of this creature, just to laugh it off at how overhyped it was.

"Who knows, maybe it will be as nasty as they say? With big, dripping fangs, and piercing eyes, and maybe it makes a nasty shrieking sound!" Takeshi shook his head, smiling amused at the entire idea of a monster onboard. "I'm sorry... But with all the traveling we've done I'm willing to bet that this is just something we haven't seen before. There's been a ton of weird creatures we could say were monsters, yeah? It's got to be one of those cases then. Just a bunch of grease monkeys getting overworked over nothing." If it was real then all the better, they'd have something to fight. So long as they didn't get overzealous and blow it up, along with the ship, things should be fine.

"I'm sure they'll want to spend plenty of time with you!" Yumi smiled brightly, rather sure of herself. How could they not be? Their dad was safe after all this time, and they were free, it was the perfect chance for them to spend some time together. Were she perhaps a bit more nuanced with Saiyan life she'd not be so ready to think this way. "You can do anything you want to now too, anything that comes to mind. We're pretty relaxed as far as things go around here, and we split up responsibilities. Like... Vegeta and I usually cook, though your sons started helping us with that. Takeshi and Shu are normally the ones that hunt, so everyone's got something they contribute. We just try to help one another out, that's all. And no one is going to be making demands of you anymore, that's all in the past now." Strange, she found herself rather talkative all of a sudden. Yumi couldn't quite fathom why, especially since she was talking to a man she didn't know of all things. In most cases she'd be at the far end of the room, but with Daiko she wanted to talk to him. And she thought she found the reason why.

"I'm sorry, I'm rambling." Yumi apologized, smiling sheepishly as she folded her hands in her lap. She had something on the mind and wasn't quite sure how to address it without seeming intrusive, so she just had to ask it outright. Looking at Daiko again she hesitated, not wanting to overstep her boundaries and upset the man. "If you don't mind my asking though... Can you tell me about your sons? I've been curious about them and haven't had a chance to figure out what their story is."

The sound of a satisfying click and locks disengaging told Vegeta he had successfully broken into the engine room. It was a bittersweet triumph with this feeling of uneasiness washing over them at the moment. Looking into the wide room he would be lying if he said he was enthusiastic to go in there. This was definitely the source of that ill feeling, so whatever was causing it was in here. Exchanging a look with Viral he walked on inside, tensing up as they walked into the belly of the beast. The silence that filled the room was unsettling, as whatever had been making the noises just moments ago seemed to have stopped altogether. It was definitely still in here, it had to be, but the question was where? Swallowing nervously Vegeta continued on walking, taking the rightmost walkway and heading up high to get a better view of the space they were in. Scanning the floor around them he couldn't find anything at all, and aside from the feeling they were getting there was no energy to speak of. Just what the hell was in here?

Crawling across the ceiling above a blue beast tracked the movements of the two newcomers. One was a Saiyan, it recognized it immediately by scent, and the other something it wasn't familiar with. Neither knew it was there, it had the element of surprise then. Smiling toothily it rotated its head to look straight down, beginning to follow Viral as he walked. Those pesky engineers had evaded it up until now, and as a result it was terribly hungry. These two... They'd do nicely, at least until there was a way inside the bridge. With a singular goal in mind now of devouring these two the beast stopped as the Beastman did, focusing its ravenous gaze on him. Opening its mouth it let out a low, guttural growl as it prepared to attack, a glob of thick, mucous drool seeping out and dropping down, probably landing on Viral's shoulder. No sooner did the nasty liquid hit him did the creature release itself from the ceiling, retracting its three talon like fingers and dropping down, trying to land right on top of its prey with a shrill shrieking sound.

Until the End (Scout and Vena Sera)

Being separated into groups wasn't the best thing for Hanta, he hated being away from Komada. It was overbearing, yes, but he preferred to actually be able to keep an eye on her, otherwise he worried incessantly over her. It occasionally had an adverse effect on him as they cleared the floors, missing a step in his switch or making a stupid mistake. Izumo was always quick to capitalize on his blunders, snapping at him and demanding he pay more attention. It took a while, but more towards the end of the labyrinth, the last five floors or so, he finally managed to 'get his head in the game'. While the two boys most certainly did not get along Hanta and Izumo made a fair good team. Izumo's prowess with a two handed blade dealt massive damage, and he'd switch for the quicker Hanta to deal the final blows. Keeping that rhythm they soon developed a strategy between the two of them, making the elimination of a single target take but one go. For all of their butting heads they made a good team. The third member of the group, an axe wielder named Corgan, was every bit as helpful. A little timid perhaps, but he could do a great deal of damage and take it as well, definitely the tank of the group. Between the three of them there was relative ease in clearing the mobs.

With the twentieth floor of the labyrinth reached everyone was allowed a few moments break to catch their breath. People who were missing health didn't bother using their crystals, those would be saved solely for the boss fight. The few who had food took this moment to get a snack in, perhaps as a way to calm their nerves before the storm. Others still were taking in the sights, marveling at the ornate door and pillars that now stood before them. This was definitely the most elegant part of the entire dungeon by far, with jade slab floors, whitewashed pillars with serpents twisting up their lengths, and an iron cast door with ornate carvings on both halves. In spite of what was about to happen the overall atmosphere felt peaceful, people were remarkably calm considering they were going to fight a boss. Hanta stood just off to the side with a few others, propped up against a pillar and just simply trying to catch his breath. The big moment was here, this was the first floor boss to be fought in the game. Depending on how this went it would set the tone for the next 99 floors, hopefully it went well. After quite a long time of working to get to this point the break before the boss seemed inconsequential, and before he knew it they were prepping to go inside. If anyone had cold feet at this point it was much too late to turn back, it was do or die time. Hanta only hopped he or any of his friends would not be doing the latter.

Players began to pour into the room then, in sequence as the first wave took the lead. Almost instantly minions began to spawn, rising up from the ground almost as they formed en masse. Keeping their positions the first wave met the minions head on, immediately breaking up into pairings to deal with the mobs. Hanta went with Corgan, the two of them on the left side of the formation, while Izumo and another swordsman held the middle. Compared to what they had to go through just to get here these creatures were a cakewalk. Switching was done sparsely, and very few if any hits were landed by the enemy. It would have been easy to push further into the room, but that wasn't the plan. These weren't the things they were here to fight, not exactly anyways. Sooner or later the boss would emerge, and then they'd take action. Sure enough as another group of minions were cut down the main foe made himself known. Like the others he materialized from the floor up, crystals coming together and gradually taking shape as they clumped into one singular form. As the last shard fell into place the Illfang the Kobold Lord appeared, as did his four health bars. With a monstrous roar from the boss the battle then began in earnest.

For the beginning of the fight everything was going as smoothly as could be. Tensions were high to be sure, but following the plan players were able to switch out as needed, sustaining as little damage as possible from the fight. Hanta was just coming off of a rotation, having landed a few quick strikes on Illfang before dashing away to let the second wave come in. Slowly but surely they were making headway, already two bars of the boss' health was gone and his minions were barely a factor in the battle. Given another few minutes he'd be beaten, and the first floor of the game would be cleared with no casualties on their side. That was the hope anyways. Just as he was getting back behind the next wave Hanta happened to look to the boss again, noting a figure rushing at it on their own. Baffled by that he took a second to register just who it was, his eyes widening in fear when he recognized the person. "Komada, no!"

In one fell swoop the Kobold Lord brought his weapon down in a thunderous crash, hitting the floor and causing a shockwave that tossed Komada up into the air and sent her tumbling back down. Hanta watched in silent horror as her health dropped rapidly, from green to yellow, yellow to red... And by some miracle it kept the last few pixels of her health. The boss hadn't done that before, so did that mean it was learning? Or were there other tactics they didn't know about? He couldn't be bothered to think on it now, his friend was still in dire straits. Not a second after landing he watched a Kobold minion begin to advance on her, its lips curled back in a vicious snarl and weapon in hand. He was too far away, he couldn't get to her in time. Then, just as the mob raised its weapon in the air a streak ran to it, a blue line indicating a sword skill being used cutting it right in half. The Kobold shattered into pixels, and with a great deal of relief he saw Lily standing there over Komada, seeing to her wounds. She would be okay, he told himself, tearing his focus away from her and back to the task at hand. Unless they wanted another scare like that this fight had to end.

The Clearers hardly missed a beat, taking the near death of one of their own as a rally cry. The first wave quickly assumed the front again, being the strongest of the group and more than ready to fight despite having just switched out. The first to get to Illfang was Corgan, and with a loud shout he twisted his body around in a full rotation, swinging his axe in a wide arc that made a deep cut right on the Kobold Lord's leg. Immediately after landing he jumped back to avoid being cleaved in two, letting a pair of swordsmen charge in next, each getting a clean stab on the boss' legs. Hanta opted to go next, furious at the boss for having harmed his friend and determined to just unleash until it was no more. Dashing past a few of the second wave holding off minions he shouted angrily, his sword lighting up in a blue light as he brought it forward, lunging right ahead and piercing through the boss. Catching himself on his foot he pivoted his body, using another skill and slashing horizontally across Illfang's waist. He'd use the vertical slash skill too before he was finally made to move away, having drawn quite a bit of aggro from the minions in his burst. Now having to fend off the soldiers with the other first wave players he watched in a fair bit annoyance as Izumo took the chance to land the final blow, crushing a Kobold under his sword before darting right at the boss.

Izumo dragged his two handed blade behind him, eyes trained solely on Illfang and nothing else. After easily sidestepping a heavy swing to his left he twisted himself back, grabbing the sword with both hands and bringing it across the floor and up in a wide arc, making a large slice in the boss' gut. At the top of the arc he activated another skill, rolling his shoulder and bringing his broadsword back across in a two-handed version of the horizontal slash skill. His final strike was done with the Cyclone skill, and throwing all of his weight behind it he tore clean through the boss' midsection. Collectively the three strikes dealt massive amounts of damage, and just as he came to a stop from the final hit the health bar of Illfang dropped to nil. With a self satisfied smirk he watched as the creature gave one last furious roar before finally shattering into pieces, and the minions subsequently followed. The sound of trumpets declaring their victory was heard soon after, and a large banner appeared over everyone's heads. That was it, the first boss. With no casualties they had managed to clear the floor and were now beginning to ascend into Aincrad. Maybe there was a chance they could do this after all. Izumo's thoughts were not on that however, but on the loot he had received for the final blow. The Col and Experience reward was nice, but so was the weapon he got in exchange for his attack. Not wasting a second he unequipped his current, basic broadsword and traded it out for a more elegant two handed weapon. The blade was a fair bit wider on this one, and thinner, with three varying size holes punched into the sheet of metal. In length it was probably four feet, which realistically would be terribly difficult for anyone to wield with any degree of ease. In the game though Izumo held it in one hand, smiling proudly as he gave it a swing. Yes, this would do nicely.

As soon as the fight had ended Hanta sheathed his weapon, hardly caring for the rewards he'd gotten. The fact that Izumo had in essence stolen the final hit and the subsequent reward didn't bother him right now, he had much larger concerns. Running across the room to where Komada was still curled up he immediately knelt down before her, without so much as word he wrapped his arms around her tightly, hugging her against himself. That had been much too close, she had very nearly died during that battle. Only now that it was truly over did he realize he was shaking with fear, his own breath coming in small gasps as he tried to settle himself down. He had very nearly been alone and lost his only real friend in this world. If he had managed to be with her, or argued to be closer to her during the fight then this never would have happened.

"Komada... I'm so sorry..." he whispered, closing his eyes as he hid his head against her shoulder. "It's over now... You're safe. I swear I won't let anything like that happen to you again..." He hadn't been diligent enough and it nearly cost Komada her life. If he couldn't protect his best friend then what hopes did he have in protecting someone he didn't even know? Face it, he was useless. Hanta sniffled as he felt his eyes beginning to burn, shaking his head to stave off the tears that he didn't want to show.

"You're okay now..." Hanta said again, trying to reassure himself more than anything. "It's safe..."

Return of a Princess (Nydie & Vena)

If only he had some idea just precisely what Jocelyn was drawing. With only faint patterns on her skirt to draw conclusions from Tora couldn't even venture a guess, left as much in the dark as Aidan was. If he could just see something, anything, he could most likely point out what it was. Frustratingly he was left utterly in the dark, only able to watch her blank expression for some clue. Before he knew it though they were pulling into the driveway of the house, much too early for his liking. He needed time to see what she was doing, he couldn't be bothered with coming to their home now. Still trying to get some insight onto what was being drawn he let out a silent groan when Aidan moved out of the car, removing Jocelyn as well.

"Yeah, you got it. Just get her inside," Tora urged, barely suppressing his annoyance. This guy had no idea what was going on or just how important it could be. Damn it all, this could be something serious and it was being completely missed. Watching as Aidan and Jocelyn slipped inside the house he moved himself over into the driver's seat, minding the shift on the console as he plopped down in the seat. Putting the vehicle back in drive he eased it forward, bringing it just barely up to the house before throwing it back and park and pulling the keys out of the ignition. He had to find a way to get close to Jocelyn while she was like that, he needed to see this. Pocketing the keys he climbed out of the vehicle, and with a good slam of the door he rushed right on inside. Oh great, now where in the hell did they go? It didn't help that he was utterly unfamiliar with the place, and Aidan hadn't the forethought to let him know where her room was. Looking about the first floor then he carefully checked every single room, annoyed when she wasn't anywhere to be seen. Nice place, he mused as he shut the door to the downstairs bathroom. He had a one room place back home, two if you counted the bathroom, but far from his own home. It would be quite some time yet until he had his own place, and ideally it would be something like this. Small, with the simple commodities that he'd need, and out of the way. Throw in a pretty girl to cook him his meals and have some fun with and it'd be a paradise on Earth.

Realizing he was getting way off track he gave his head a flustered shake, heading to the stairwell by the front door and near running up them, heavy footfalls signaling his approach. Right at the top he spotted Aidan standing outside, confused as to why he was just standing there. Rather unfortunate that he was too, it made Tora's getting to the Princess all the more difficult. Considering the delicate nature of things he doubted he'd be allowed to just waltz into the room and do as he pleased. Well, the least he could do anyways was try and get her vision down on paper, then he could decipher it at a later date. Immediately swinging his messenger bag around front he opened up the top, pulling out a notebook and pencil and bringing them to Aidan, dropping them in his hands.

"She needs these to draw, yeah? Hurry up and give them to her." Tora stated, pausing and smiling sheepishly at his pushiness. "Might as well... Y'know? Maybe there's something in her drawings that can help her?" Or him, more likely than not. The nature of those visions were unpredictable, it was nigh impossible to guess just what they were seeing until it was finished, and even then sometimes the person couldn't recall what it had been. That's why the drawings were so important, it was the only record.

Stepping past Aidan and just barely into the room Tora leaned up against the wall, keeping silent as Jocelyn went about her business. Such a strange thing, zoning out like that. He'd hate to have that happen to him, everything about it cried exposed. For someone in his line of work being mindless and incapable of action was just about the worst possible thing that could happen to him. Jocelyn still traced absentmindedly, her exact vision being an utter mystery to him. If it wasn't a potentially critical moment he might find her thousand yard stare and blank expression to be sort of funny. His eyes slowly moved down from her face, and inadvertently he found himself looking over the girl. If she ever knew he was doing this she'd kill him, and any of his superiors would have him neutered probably. With no one to reign him in and the Princess none the wiser he might as well enjoy himself while he could. She really was a nice looking girl, not a supermodel but by no means a plain Jane either. Tora found his eyes lingering on her legs, smirking now that he began to enjoy the fact she was wearing a skirt. She looked pretty darn good in that thing, what a pain she had her legs tucked under her though. Remembering rather quickly that Aidan was present he finally made himself tear his gaze away, passing it off as looking around the room to not arouse suspicion.

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"Wait... You're going to fight that creature? It's n-not normal, you can't!" The engineer was keen on getting out of the king's grasp, but he wouldn't do that if these kids up and died on them. Of course the ship did need to be rid of that foul beast, but losing their only ticket to freedom wasn't the means in which he wanted to go about it. "Perhaps we can lure it out...? And release it into space! Then we wouldn't risk damaging the ship!" That plan would most definitely work. Bring it into the hangar, lower the shields and the vacuum of space would do the rest. Yes, that was ideal!

"And not fight it? Not a chance." Takeshi answered, smiling as he inadvertently crushed the alien's hopes. "Just tell us what it looks like and we'll take care of it, okay? We're pretty strong, I don't think this things going to do us in."

The engineer desperately wanted to change the children's minds but they seemed set in their ways. Arguing with them was only going to delay their fighting it, and possibly cause complications with the troops should they return. "Very well... But we warned you boys!" the alien said, waving a padded finger at them before letting out a lengthy sigh. "The creature is blue in color, and twice as big as any of you. It has blood red eyes, and where its mouth should be is a black pit! Its terribly thick too, we couldn't blast through its skin. Its forearms are absurdly long and there are three fingers at the end of each, and it has enough strength to crush one of these doors with a single blow! Er... Do you really have to go fight it?"

"Either that or it attacks us when we're stealing the ship," Kabocha pointed out, running a hand through his hair before sighing. "Doesn't sound like anything that I've seen before. So a big blue thing... Well, doesn't sound too hard to track down anyways. Even if it is strong something that large is going to have a hell of a time moving in these halls, so we can definitely outmaneuver it. Between the four of us it doesn't stand a chance."

Granted, having the appearance of the beast didn't ensure their finding it anytime soon. It was a big ship after all, and they were at one end of it. They'd have to trek all the way to the other end, scour every single room in order to find this thing. It was a lot of ground to cover for just four people, so it'd probably take a little while.

"We've got this, don't worry about it," Takeshi added, smiling confidently. "You guys stay here, we'll come back when we've dealt with it. Don't open up unless its one of us four, okay? Don't want any soldiers finding out what's going on." Not a lot more needed to be said on the matter, it was all the permission the engineers needed to lock themselves back up. Watching the doors slam shut the Prince exhaled, now figuring that they had to go find whatever this thing was on a wild goose chase. "Best get to work, but first..." Takeshi paused, turning to face his friends with a hopeful smile. "Can we PLEASE find a change of clothes? I'm starting to smell myself now, and I smell like a monkey's rear end."

Yumi wanted to help welcome the parents into the fold, especially if they'd be traveling together for a while. Kabocha's parents though weren't exactly... Approachable. The man wasn't the most welcoming of sorts, he smelled overly of cologne and seemed to be a little crude, judging by how he acted. The woman on the other hand was loud and obnoxious, seeming ready to butt heads with anyone that came her way at any given second. Definitely skipping those two for now. On the other hand Kai and Choi's dad was sat there on a crate by himself, looking fair confused and lonely. She couldn't help but feel bad for the man, he must be utterly confused with all of this. Considering how the twins behaved she figured he did an alright job of raising them, he must be a pretty good guy, even if he was a Saiyan. She'd talk to him then, at least for now. Meeting him at the crate she asked for his permission to join him, curious as to why he seemed surprised by her.

"Just getting your permission to join you, I didn't want to impose," Yumi said as she sat down, smiling politely. "My name is Yumi, by the way, it's nice to meet you sir. I just wanted to check how you're holding up, if you need someone to talk to or anything." She knew perfectly well what it was like to be thrown into a completely alien situation, it was overwhelming and terribly confusing. If she could alleviate any of that then she'd do her best to. "Glad to be free from the king? You get to be with your boys again, that must be nice."

Okay, so that was troubling. Viral couldn't even label what he was picking up, and his only words for it were "foul stench of corruption." Not exactly something you hear everyday. There was definitely something alien about the feeling, or what little of it that he could sense. Maybe the ship was carrying some kind of dangerous cargo and they were experiencing some kind of output from it. Immediately his thoughts went to radioactive material, not the most pleasant thing to imagine. Though in most cases you couldn't exactly feel radiation, it was an invisible substance. It could make you ill, but this sensation wasn't sickening, not in the physical sense. It was like having that feeling you were being watched, or walking down a dark street at night and swearing something was at the other end. One of those where your mind raced and your heart pumped wildly, you felt like you were in imminent danger. Vegeta refused to turn around though, as did Viral, the Beastman quickly picking up the pace and marching down the corridor. Making it a point to stay with his friend the two of them made good progress, covering a fair bit of ground in a quick amount of time. The doors began to thin out, and more and more of them were labelled "storage" or "hatch so and so". Just as they passed another storage room the engine compartment finally came into view. A tall, wide steel plated door right where the two opposing sides of the ship's main corridor met, precisely at the back. A yellow and black stripped paint lined the door, and a few warning signs were placed around designating it as an off limits zone.

Someone was inside of the place though, or some thing. The engines were most certainly off, yet now and again there was a faint clanging sound, or scraping. There was someone on the other side moving around, rather loudly at that. Vegeta gave Viral an uncertain look before moving to the access panel, disappointed to see it was currently locked.

"Give me a few seconds, I'll get us in there..." he mumbled, bringing up the control console.

It was relatively the same interface that he had used in the hangar, though the directories were different and he couldn't find the same file he'd accessed before to breach the security. It made sense, having one singular gateway for the entire ship's systems in every console would make hacking it too simple. There had to be a master panel somewhere, but this definitely wasn't it. Sighing he began to pour through what information he could access, probing where he could into bits to see if he could find anything of use. The door required a password to unlock it, so he either had to find that, or find a way to disengage the locks. After a fair bit of searching he stumbled across a file aptly named "emergency". It didn't take a scientist to guess what that did, and sure enough once he opened the file and activated it the doors began to separate, pulling apart effortlessly and soundlessly. Beyond the doors sat a massive reactor in the middle, a conductor encased in a thick glass with three luminescent coils wrapped around it, and an extensive array of controls and screens built into a base around it. To either side of the room were the engines themselves, accessible by two sets of walkways. The room was relatively empty besides that, the only other things being support beams running across the arced space and up from the floor to the ceiling above. Since he'd initiated the emergency system the room was covered in a red light, though thankfully there was no siren. Whistling softly Vegeta stood at the door, taking a glance about the room beyond them.

"Ready...? Can you pick anything up from here? I'd rather not walk into an ambush if it's all the same."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Oh shut up Choi, we didn't WANT to see them like that, we just stumbled across them." Takeshi and Kabocha had been out scouting when they came across the natives, and were shocked to find that a good portion of their body, for whatever reason, was translucent. He'd nearly lost his lunch right then and there, definitely one of the more disgusting things he had ever seen. Rolling his eyes the Saiyan looked back to the door, waiting for some kind of reply from the other room. Both Kai and Kabocha made it a point to get the attention of whoever might be inside, and even so it took a few seconds for someone to reply. When an answer finally did come it was in a rather meek voice, definitely not the commander and probably not a soldier even.

As the doors opened Takeshi was puzzled to see a small, blue frog-like alien stood before them. Yep, definitely not even remotely a fighter. His yellow jumpsuit designated him as an engineer, probably the head engineer judging by how old he looked to be. Beyond him and the clutter at the door there were a few other engineers as well, two equipped with blasters and the rest unarmed, all looking positively spooked out of their mind. On an unspoken cue the alien revealed to them the reason they were hiding, and it was met with immediate skepticism from the Prince. A monster? There were plenty of strange things that they had seen in their travels of space, but nothing they might label as a monster persay. Whatever it was had these people near soiling themselves in fright though.

"Uh... They're all o-off the ship sir! They left to erm... Well we really don't know..." the engineer replied, shirking back slightly as he wrung his hands together nervously. "The Commander is off as well... Only us e-engineers were left to repair the ship. We just got back from a r-raid you see, and they must have g-gone to celebrate..." Oh dear, this wasn't good at all. Now he had some angry Saiyans bearing down on him and he couldn't well give them the answers they'd like. Would it be better, he wondered, to have the monster here as opposed to these kids. The engineer nearly shrieked in fright when he saw Takeshi coming towards him, tensing up as he raised his shoulders and closed his eyes, expecting to be hit. Instead he felt a hand pat his head, looking up utterly confused at the Prince.

"Hey, don't sweat it, we'll find this thing and deal with it." Takeshi smiled as he looked back at his squad, gesturing over his shoulder with his thumb to the engineers. "We know they're here now, so let's deal with this thing before we go off." Noting the angry look on Kabocha's face he gave the other Saiyan an earnestly puzzled expression, tilting his head to the side a bit. "What...?"

"You moron, you're supposed to be our prisoner, remember?!" Kabocha snapped, stomping a foot and throwing his hands up in the air. "Gah... What prisoner walks around freely and chats with people?" It was only engineers, but what was keeping them from telling the soldiers what was happening? Now they had a bunch of liabilities that could make this thing a ton more difficult than it had to be.

"Relax, you're acting like I just sold us out. Besides..." Takeshi turned, smiling down at the frogman and putting his hands on his hips, leaning down to come to eye level. "This little guy won't tell anyone, right? I bet they'll even agree to join us and help run the ship if we save them from this thing, won't you?"

"Uh... Yes! Y-Yes sir!" the engineer said, smiling nervously as he gave an awkward salute. Turning around he pointed furiously at the other workers, then back at the four Saiyans. "Swear your allegiance to them! We're finally done working for the king!" A unanimous and hearty chorus of voices followed that, the engineers seemed more than willing to default.

"See? Nothing to worry about guys!" Takeshi declared, smiling proudly as he flashed another thumbs up. "Now how about we go kill us a monster?"

"Oh sure, there's been a ton of places..." Yumi began, smiling sheepishly then lifting her shoulders in a shrug. "Well... I've been to a ton of places on Earth anyways. I never really traveled in space before, so I'm pretty new to all of this too. I think we're the only ones here who haven't done this a lot yet, so it'll be an adventure for the both of us." Even if they were going back home they were bound to see at least one or two planets before getting there, and it was a safe bet they'd stop on at least one of them. She was doubtful it'd be quite as pleasant as Kaesstra had been, but they'd be interesting nonetheless. Taking a look over at the parents to make sure they were behaving she saw Kabocha's off to the side, the wife complaining about something and the husband halfheartedly listening to her. The twins' father meanwhile was off by himself, and perhaps could use a little conversation, or some help adjusting to this. Opting herself to lend a hand she excused herself from her friends, going to the Saiyan with a polite smile and her hands tucked behind her back. "Excuse me sir? May I sit with you?"

Vegeta didn't doubt Viral's feelings, even if they weren't mutual. There was clearly something awry on this ship and it wasn't anything that they could readily detect. The Beastman certainly had a unique set of abilities that would enable him to pick up on little things, so they'd have to rely on Viral to figure this one out. It was a good thing that the hangar should be inaccessible now, and Takeshi and the others would be more than safe enough together, meaning that there was no real danger to the others. Depending on how close they got to this wrong feeling it would potentially be them getting into the thick of things. In relative silence the pair continued to work their way along the main corridor, passing by numerous smaller room along the way, but nothing of interest. A few lifts to the next level, a couple of barracks, recreational areas and a few miscellaneous spaces, but not what they were looking for. The engine room should be at the far end of the ship, Vegeta reasoned, probably behind a fair bulky door too for its own protection. Until they saw anything remotely similar to that they'd have to keep looking.

"Viral... That feeling you're getting... Is it getting stronger?" Vegeta asked finally, keeping his eyes fixed on the corridor ahead. At last he was beginning to pick up hints of what his friend had been talking about, he thought he was anyways. Something in this part of the ship just felt... Wrong. Like it shouldn't be here, it was unearthly. Viral could well be talking about that, or it could just be his own mind playing tricks on him. Either way he didn't like it one bit, quite a fair bit unsettled by now. "This can't be a Saiyan we're feeling... It's not like them. It's not a Beastman either, is it? I didn't think you had energies we could feel..."

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"Oooooh, a planet with some hot springs... And some hot girls!" Kabocha mused, grinning as he though about it. There had to be some nice, paradise like world somewhere in the universe. Looking at Choi amused he gave a shake of his head, walking over and patting the boy on the back. "And trust me, you're not missing anything about alcohol. It tastes horrible, makes you feel bad and smells funny. My old man drinks a lot, I've grown up around it and had it. Believe me, stick to juice or water or something man."

Besides, unless they were not actually on their way to some fight it was a bad idea to drink anyways. Especially now, considering they were more or less on the run until the war was over they couldn't well afford to be inhibited in any way. Maybe they'd have a few celebratory drinks once everything was over, just for the occasion. Other than that Kabocha couldn't see himself going anywhere near alcohol willingly.

"Oh! I know right? Those people were freakin' weird..." Kabocha shuddered, remembering the big eyed aliens. T'charrl's eyes weren't nearly as large as theirs had been, and his were pretty big. Being tall, lanky and showing no expressions it had been darn difficult not to blast them away just out of fright alone. That was one world he definitely would mind never going back to again. If the king felt like attacking it, as bad as it was to say, he'd welcome it. Those people were the things of nightmare. "They weren't the worst though. Remember that planet with those weird people that wore the flashy clothes? Ever see what was under those clothes...?" Kabocha shuddered again, frowning as he grabbed his own arms, feeling goosebumps. "You could see their insides man... And their organs and everything... Eck...!"

"Okay okay, enough, sheesh." Takeshi felt his own skin crawling now, shifting uncomfortably in his spot. He knew about the big eyed aliens, it had been one of their first missions. He'd forgotten about them right up until now, and thanks to Choi bringing it up it was fresh in his mind once more. Shaking his head uncomfortably he went back to inspecting the lock, debating on whether or not to try a few random codes in order to get the door open. Just as he began to press the first few buttons Kai shouted through the door, making him freeze and look at the other boy in disbelief.

Well, it was one way to go about things. Kai took the initiative and started knocking against the door, the sound of the metal being struck resounding through the otherwise silent ship. For a vessel that held upwards of one hundred people it was definitely unusually silent, this wasn't helping either. At first it seemed like the knocking was a moot effort, no immediate reply came, not a voice nor any noise on the other side. After a few silent moments though the sound of scraping chairs could be heard, and faint murmurs of people arguing with one another. Finally someone came to the door, albeit they didn't open it, just standing on the other side.

"W-Who is it? Is that you, K-Kai?" the voice called uneasily, obvious tremors in its tone.

"Yeah, and Kabocha and Choi! We've got the Prince, so you gonna open up or what?" Kabocha called, slamming the door with his fist as well. "Come on, let us in. We've got a prisoner." Sighing he stepped back, putting his hands on his hips and staring at the door intently. At last they were opened, revealing on the other side a rather disheveled engineer and his coworkers. They were all hidden at the far end of the bridge, and immediately at the door were several objects that had been piled as an impromptu barrier. What for though Kabocha couldn't say. "What in the hell are you doing in here? And what's with the mess?"

"We're sorry, sirs! B-but we had to do it!" the engineer stammered, bowing his head quickly. "I-it's the only safe place from-"

"From the monster!" another one shouted, poking his head up just over one of the consoles. "We d-don't know where it c-came from... B-But it started attacking us while w-we were working! Did you s-see it!?"

Yumi smiled cheerfully enough, glad to at least have T'charrl and Shu with her. If she had been stuck with just the parents she very well may go mental. The Kaesstrian showed earnest amazement for the ship, which while it was impressive it wasn't anything they hadn't seen before. Of course she said that now, they'd only been in the hangar so far, the vessel was clearly much larger than just this section. Hopefully the sweep was finished soon, she could really use a shower. "I wouldn't want to, honestly," Yumi said, shrugging her shoulders and looking about the room. "It's neat, but it's just not the same of being on a planet. There's no real sun, and you don't get to feel the wind or anything. Plus all the smells..." It would do for now, but already she couldn't wait to get her feet on solid ground.

"Agreed, I don't plan on taking any longer than needed." The longer they kept docked onto the station the more likely the soldiers were to return onboard. It was in their best interest then to get out of here as soon as possible, and that all depended on how efficient Vegeta was. Looking down the hall in each direction he mentally pictured the vessel from the outside, trying to gather his bearings at which direction the engines had been. The ship's bridge was pointed to the right as they flew in, meaning the rear and the engines were to the left. Heading in that direction then he smiled faintly, removing his scouter and pocketing it carefully. "Unless it's an emergency radio silence might be a good idea, just so we're not picked up by anyone on accident."

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"Look, guys, if there was any pampering done then I was left out of it, just saying." Takeshi raised his hands defensively, giving a shake of his head. "My father had all the luxuries you could dream of, sure, and his favorite warriors probably did too. I didn't see anything much better than what you had."

Really for his status as a "Prince" he'd more or less lived as a common soldier. His personal room had been fairly nice, he'd admit, but even with what was there it had all been just the essentials, just of higher quality. Takeshi had eaten with the rest, trained with the rest, and went on missions just as any other soldier would. Whereas Elites were sent with entire detachments of troops on missions and made to oversee them he only had a squad given to him, presumably to keep him in check. Well a lot of good that had done, they'd turned coat just as quickly as he had. Nah, commodities and luxuries couldn't be the reason Elites stayed loyal to the king, albeit they did get marginally better treatment from him personally than the rest. They just lived long enough to be given a higher position and were wise enough not to try and cross Yamate. For all their power, Takeshi mused, even the Elite Saiyans were serving out of fear. Collectively though he had to wonder if they'd be able to take the king down. Just what was the full extent of his father's power anyways?

"Wha... It was a figure of speech!" Takeshi snapped, looking back at Kai and crossing his arms. "Believe me, I don't expect to be on their invite list for parties, and I wouldn't want to go to one anyways," he continued, shaking his head before grimacing. "Ever been in a room full of Elites not on a mission? They're loud, obnoxious, crude, and they drink... A lot. Nope, I don't want any of that."

Kabocha rolled his eyes at Choi's eccentric attitude, even if he was sharing in his partner's excitement. Really this thing was a flying fortress, taking over something of this magnitude would see them set for quite a long while. People could live on this thing for goodness sake, and apart from staring at bleached white walls all day it really wouldn't be a bad place to call home. Electric lights didn't beat feeling the sun, or suns, beating down on you though. Sooner or later they'd want to find a planet to call home once more and settle down there, somewhere that felt like a proper place to settle. Until they decided where that planet was this would definitely make due. Once they had finally commandeered it and gotten on there way he'd likely be right there with Choi, scouring the vessel for anything that they can use, for entertainment or otherwise.

"Nah... Nothing yet..." Kabocha said, frowning as he shook his head. "Can't be the ship anymore, we're inside, it doesn't block Ki from being picked up here. Could something else be blocking it then?" Interference wasn't really something they encountered all too often, with Kaesstra being only one exception. That had been due to the strange energy being blasted into the sky, it masked Ki in most places, it had been a miracle they'd tracked down Yumi at all. Nothing like that should be onboard the ship, there was no reason to have something that would do it. "I'm starting to get a funny feeling guys..."

Takeshi couldn't pick up anything either as much as he tried to. The only energies he sensed were those of his friends, nothing else beyond that. If the entire crew really was inside the space station then why was everything on the ship still left on? It was beginning to seem awfully suspicious onboard this vessel, something was definitely amiss and Kabocha rather quickly pointed it out. What in the world could possibly make an entire crew vanish from a Saiyan warship though? Maybe they hadn't even vanished, not in the literal sense. It could be very possible too that they had just up and abandoned their ship, but even then that just served to confuse Takeshi even more. Wracking his brain for possible explanations he began to come to a stop as they finally reached the bridge, a large semi-circular red door separating the main corridor from the control room. It was locked, of course, as indicated by the red hue on the keypad on the wall.

"Damn it... Anyone got the combination?" Takeshi asked, looking back at his squad hopefully.

"I know how to fight, you know," Yumi pouted, crossing her arms like a child. Sighing softly then she gave Viral a smile, moving her hands onto her hips. "But fine, I'll let you handle it. Someone's got to stay back and keep the parents in line anyways." She hardly sounded enthusiastic about that task, but it had to be done. The last thing they needed was one of the older Saiyans wandering off and getting into trouble. It sounded like the Beastman had his own tasks to worry about anyways, no use in keeping him from those. Rather halfhearted in her excitement Yumi went into the main section of their craft, looking between the parents and clapping her hands to rouse their attention.

"Come on everyone, we're getting out of here! So up and at them!" she shouted, watching Kabocha's father jump, roused from a nap. Walking to the wall she slammed down a button, opening up the rear hatch so that everyone could climb out. Smiling over at Shu and T'charrl she gave a small thumbs up. "You two go play or something, we'll let you know if we need anything, fair?"

"Good, thank you Viral. The closer I can get to the mainframe the quicker I can get this ship under our control." Vegeta replied. "I'll come with you, to a certain point, then we can split up. I'm not getting a whole lot done up here really."

The most he had managed to access as far as systems went was the hangar and the adjacent corridor, which was only about 20 meters long. It was just a service tunnel, and the only thing he could get a hold of there were fire extinguishers and the lights, not exactly full control. Making it a fair point to close down the panel he had been working with he added a little something of his own to it, a binary password to deny anyone else access. Might as well put the safety measures in now. After that he walked right on out of the control room, taking his time to come down the stairs to meet Viral. His hand went back up to his scouter again, watching as Yumi led the parents out of the craft.

"Yumi? Viral and I are going to head out and look for other panels, think you'll be okay here in the mean time?"

"Seriously, you've got to ask?" Yumi replied, shouting across the room at Vegeta rather than use her scouter. Scowling at her friend she gestured to the parents, giving Vegeta a curious look. "Nothing I can't handle, computer geek. Go ahead and do your thing, I'll babysit in these folks. Just try not ejecting us into space accidentally."

Vegeta smiled meekly, knowing he had inadvertently insulted Yumi by asking that question. "Yeah... Uh... I'll be sure not to do that," he mumbled, embarrassed by getting snapped at like that.

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"Oh come on, you think those things really exist?" Kabocha asked exasperatedly, rolling his eyes. "It's crap made up by Elites to make us jealous. They've got regular showers just like the rest of us. I mean... Why would there be a sauna onboard the ship?" He didn't think there was anyways, it didn't seem like the king to indulge on anyone other than himself. The Elites got better treatment, sure, but nothing quite as extravagant as a sauna. This was all coming from someone outside of the fold of course, he liked to think that the Elites hadn't gotten treatment much better than the nobility had, meaning they got the essentials and that was it. Maybe better quality than most, but besides that it was all the same when one got down to basics.

Takeshi couldn't help but feel annoyed when Kai mentioned Viral's problems. As much as he didn't mind his squad now they didn't have a place to talk about the Beastman like that, he felt they didn't know him enough to have that liberty. It was a selfish thought, and he really couldn't say why he felt that way. Viral had friends though in himself, Shu, Yumi and Vegeta, they should be the ones to help him then. The fact it had been the squad to diagnose him already made him feel fairly inadequate in its own right. Opening his mouth to tell Choi to shut up the Saiyan instead closed it again when Kai did that for him, kind of. Good, he didn't need to hear about that right now. Viral's problem definitely wasn't something to joke about anyways, Choi wouldn't be joking if it was Kai with the issue.

"So we'll find the control room first then and go from there? Alright, we'll do that then." Takeshi smiled amused, looking back at Kai and shrugging his shoulders. "Think they could be having a party? I almost hope so now... I could so go for a nice big meal! I'm tired of just snacking all the time..." Putting his hands on his stomach he gave it a patting, sighing as he continued on down the corridor. "Haven't had a really filling meal since Uuonoe, so it's been a couple of days. Oh man,,, Just thinking about it makes me even hungrier..."

"Don't go putting yourself in a coma Takeshi," Kabocha replied, smirking amused as he watched their former leader sway as he walked. "This corridor wraps around the entire length of the ship, and the mess hall is more towards the center of the ship. We're not going to get there any time soon, not if we gotta get control of this thing first." Besides, he wasn't the only one feeling hungry at the moment. All complaining did was make it worse. Seriously... It was like Takeshi was a totally different guy now that he was out of the military.

For the life of her Yumi still wasn't able to pick up anything inside the ship. Try as she might she couldn't even really get past the walls of the hangar, only picking up sparks of the boys' energies now and again. Odd, it was like the ship was made to conceal Ki, something she didn't even know that metal could be made to do. Holding onto her seat Viral went about spinning the ship around, expertly backing them into the larger vessel to dock and wait for the okay to come out. There was discernibly greater gravity once they had passed through the shield, Yumi went from just barely touching her seat to being sat back in it normally. Looking to her friend as he unbuckled himself she copied his movements, getting up from her seat and smiling reassuringly to him.

"They'll do a check, it just might take them a while," she offered, certain that they'd get the job done. "And why do you look so uneasy? Is it that feeling you were getting?" Yumi tried once more to fan out her senses and pick up a trace of something but again came up empty handed. Maybe it was something she was missing, something she didn't know she could do as a Beastman now. Scratching at one of her ears baffled she looked at Viral again, managing a small smile. "Tell me where to look for it? Or what to look for, maybe I can find it then...?"

Vegeta waited until their ship was well inside before sealing the hangar doors again, more than readily locking them off as well. Anyone else that tried coming in would have to blast through the doors, hopefully no one went to that extreme. After making doubly sure that the hangar was suitable for them to get out he turned on his scouter, wanting to give them the okay.

"Guys? Feel free to get out of the ship and walk around, the hangar is safe. I'd suggest staying in there though, until the others can tell us for sure if the ship is safe." Vegeta then brought the command system back up on the display, studying the coding for a moment to try and make sense of how it worked. The gateways into other systems, they had to be here, he just had to pick them out between all the numbers. It would take another few minutes until he got into the mainframe then, and he debated going out into the rest of the ship as well just to find a more central access point to work from. Putting a hand back to his scouter he then decided to ask the squad where they were.

"How's the search coming everyone? Find anything yet...?" Vegeta asked, using one hand to scroll down the page of script, searching for a common algorithm that might hint at a way through. "More importantly, find any other consoles I can hack? I can do it from here... Probably, but it's going to take me a while. It'd be faster if I had a more general system to begin from."