GambolMuse

Until the End (Scout and Vena Sera)

A wide and lush wildlands spanned out countless miles beyond where he stood, hills bleeding into one another and rising and falling like the ocean's waves. The occasional tree or bush dotted the landscape, but aside from that it was naught but a massive field surrounding the Town of Beginnings. It was a peaceful place, one had to agree, and certainly beginner friendly. The only beasts beyond the town were herbivores, though the further into the wilderness one went you might find some more sinister beasts. This close to town Frenzy Boars and Wolves are all the player might encounter, scarcely a threat but good enough to train off of. As the game had just started there was a fair number of players out in the fields, practicing their new skills and enjoying the fresh breath of air that was Sword Art Online. The first VRMMORPG, there was ample reason to be excited. Never before had gamers been able to experience a world this vibrant and exotic in such clarity. Even the most skeptical had to admit that it was stunning to feel actual heat on your face from the sun, or the wind lapping against your clothes. It may have been just a digital world, but in its own right this world was as real as the one everyone had come from. For some, it was even better, a genuine paradise and escape from their droll realities.

Keeping to himself in the midst of all the fervor Oshiro Ren was content in training alone. Frankly he preferred it, being away from the chaotic nature of the other players. Like many here he was a gamer at heart, but certainly unlike the others he didn't play MMOs for interaction. It seemed a bit counter-intuitive to play such a game like that, but too many game experiences had been sullied by the idiocy of another player. He'd found that in order to enjoy his own time here he'd have to go off alone, for the time being anyways. Once people learned the nuances of how to play then perhaps he'd join a party, or even one of these guilds should an interesting one sprout up. Though he was averted to the other players at the moment Ren acknowledged he was not better than them. In fact, in some ways he was arguably worse. Before logging in he'd read as much of the instructions as he could, but it was only after 10 minutes of being in the field that he learned how to equip his weapon. A basic one handed sword wrought of iron, not terribly impressive, but it was just the start. After it was in his grasp he gave it a few practice swings, pleased by how simple it was to use. With people around him already training against monsters he had resorted to slink off a bit further down the valley, hoping to find a more private spot to train.

It was just over the next crest of the hill that he'd come across a few Frenzy Boars, tucked away from the rest of the players and being spared the manic slaying that was taking place. Well, he mused with a smirk, that was going to change rather quickly. He'd still yet to go into combat himself, but how hard could it be? Glancing down at his sword he raised it up into the air, giving it a swing or two once more. The game must be compensating for the weight of the blade, it felt just like an extension of himself, another arm almost. Slowly Ren descended down the hill, keeping a firm grip on the hilt of the sword. The sun had him raising his free hand to shield his eyes from its rays, and below he could make out at least four boars. If they re-spawned fast enough he figured he could train here for a bit without having to move to another spot. Just enough to get an idea of how this game worked, then he'd head back to town to log out. In past experience he'd leveled up quite a bit right at the beginning of games and that always led to it being too much of a cakewalk. While in an MMORPG it may be different he didn't want to soil the experience for himself, so he'd take it step by step.

Right as Ren set foot at the base of the hill he picked out his first target to fight, a boar only a few meters ahead of him. Smiling eagerly he ran right on ahead, moving easily in his simple green shirt and black trousers and boots, simple beginning attire. Once close enough he made use of his sword skill, making a sharp and quick horizontal slice across the body of the beast. In his momentum he ran right on past it even after striking, having to skid to a halt and spin around to face it again. He was thrilled to see the Frenzy Boar's health dipping down into the yellow, nearly red from the single strike. With it not being slain though the beast wasted no time in retorting, giving a nasally squeal before charging directly at Ren, bearing its tusks down on him. With ample space to move he rolled to the side, avoiding taking the hit as he scrambled back to its feet. Like him the creature had to turn around after its charge, giving him an opening to dive in and use the same skill again, finishing it off. "My first kill..." he mumbled, grinning as he watched the boar shatter into shards. Not too bad, it certainly felt satisfying to slay a creature in this game. Not quite expecting it he was a tad surprised when a "Congratulations" notification popped up before him, jumping slightly at the abruptness of it. Written was his experience gained, the money earned and a bit of spoils for his efforts. That was pretty addicting, and it was only his first kill. Maybe he'd stay out here just a little bit longer than expected. "All right then..." Ren mused, turning to the others and twirling his sword, "Who's next?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Were she in a better mood Yumi may have cared to ask where the boys were heading off to now. At the moment however all she felt like doing was having her meager meal before hiding in her room. It was by no fault on his part, but the conversation with Viral had left her rather crestfallen and upset. Namely because she liked to think perhaps boldly that she above the others could get him to open up, it had nearly happened once before. Being unable to get him to express himself was either a fault in her methods, or she herself, she wasn't sure. Lifting her head enough to watch Takeshi move off she went about starting to eat only to pause as Shu came over. Giving him a curious look the Beastman eyed the candy he put down, frowning and keeping her eyes on it as he too walked off. A sad smile crossed her lips and Yumi turned around in her seat, just in time to wave off the brothers. "Hurry back you two, and be safe!" she called, turning back as the door closed. They were still going strong by the looks of it, and even Kai was lending a hand now too, albeit in a much simpler way. As downtrodden as she may feel, Yumi mused, she couldn't let herself mope, not for her sake or anyone else's. Perking up just slightly as Kai spoke she looked over at the Saiyan, managing a meek smile. "No... I guess it's going a bit worse than I'd hoped..." she answered, sighing.

Vegeta carefully took the plates from Kai and began to clean them, passing a glance over his shoulder at Yumi. She still looked to be trying to help Viral even if they'd all accepted there was nothing they could do. It wasn't that they didn't care, he told himself, but he was just beyond their help. "He will feel better Yumi, just maybe not right now," Vegeta added, going back to the task at hand. "Even if none of us can do anything I'm sure we can find someone who can. For something like PTSD there has to be treatments, whether it's medicine or therapy. And even if we need to leave Kaesstra to find it we will find it, that's a promise." The big question raised then was just where did they go to look? They'd not asked any of the Kaesstrians about it, though with their unusual medical practices that he'd seen already Vegeta was scarcely holding out hope. Their best bet it seemed was to be done with this world and move on, try to get to somewhere they knew for a fact would have a solution. There had been one thing that he'd considered already, though it was hardly ideal. Seeing as the Saiyans knew so much about the ailment it made sense to go to them for a solution, which meant actively seeking out a ship or outpost with a doctor. That in of itself was far from perfect, it meant they had to risk fighting, but for Viral's sake it was a risk they'd take.

Having a full stomach and the end of their mission in sight was leaving Takeshi in a rather good mood. While Viral may still be sulking and Yumi upset thereof he had no reason not to feel as good as he did. The fact that Shu's mood had improved as well help keep him in high spirits. Once certain his brother was in tow the two brothers started their journey off towards the Queen's city, though with one stop in mind before that. Viral had to be around here somewhere, and for reasons of his own the older boy hoped to bring the Beastman along with them. Maybe, he reasoned, doing something for a change would help bring about his mood getting better. It couldn't make things worse, that much was certain. In order to talk to their friend they had to find him first though, and not being readily visible from the get-go they'd have to do a little searching to find him. Sighing Takeshi pushed a bit of brush out of the way, stepping over a low shrub as he and Shu began their way into the forest. "Hey Viral, where are you?" he called out, making no secret of who he was looking for. "Come here for a sec, will you? I've got something I want to ask!"

Until the End (Scout and Vena Sera)

Here we are, Mr. Scout! An OOC just ripe for the picking!

Black Butler, Untold (Vena Sera x SilverRain)

Out of the pan and into the fire, that seemed to be Alex's motto. Not a second after his hand had been removed did he feel the bothersome need to prod at his armpit. Yelping unceremoniously Ciel drew away from the tailor, glaring at him as he closed his arm against his side. "You're here to make me an outfit, not try to tickle me! You're trying my patience!" he shouted, feeling rather violated by that gesture. Why in the world would Ms. Baker, a self respecting tailor hire someone as utterly hopeless and ill-mannered as this? "Ms. Baker's methods have worked perfectly fine for me for the last four years and she's never once approached me as you have. And spare me your boasting, I've yet to see any reason to believe a word you say. In fact, it would not be completely out of line for me to say you're not even a tailor." After all, the only thing that Alex had shown thus far was he knew the woman whom Ciel employed and he happened to have a measure on him. Were he a phoney then the earl would make the boy come to regret his decision to trick him, either by his own hand or Sebastian's. As the boy went to his bag Ciel's eyes shifted to his dresser, making a mental note of the pistol tucked away in a compartment by the side. Should this loon try anything he'd find himself in a world of pain rather quickly.

"Excuse me? You want me to do what...?" To rank his clothing by his favorites... It wasn't such a thrilling concept, though not a particularly difficult one either. He was hardly a practitioner of fashion though, how should he know what was good and not? As far as favorites went he didn't really have any, clothing was clothing. Sniffing at the air as a new odor was introduced he looked at the candles suspiciously, frowning at their purpose. "I am not tense. I am simply not thrilled with having an assumed tailor treating me like a dress up doll," Ciel replied sharply. Snatching his nightie back he stepped towards his armoire, slipping the garment over his shoulders and tugging it down before patting it down neatly with his hands. With a sigh he pulled open the dresser, stepping to the side so Alex could see its contents. "There, these are the garments I reserve for events. I suppose the one you might call my favorite was ruined recently, so these would be reserves." Unable to help himself the earl yawned, lifting a hand and rubbing at his neat hair, disheveling it slightly. "Be quick, I'm already behind for my other duties today."

Far From Home

"Excuse me? Me and this... Layabout as a couple?" Luna asked, huffing before crossing her arms, giving Yari a glare. "I'd never be caught dead with someone like him! He's undisciplined, and loud, and too hyperactive." In the next second the reality of it being a tease dawned on her, making her face burn a bright red. Still staring down Mizuki she turned her head away, narrowing her eyes. What a ludicrous idea, her and Hiro. Shifting her eyes to the corners she looked at the boy who was giving his friends something absurd about sharing money. He was just too soft, and honestly she saw him as weak. So far he'd managed sure, but in a world as unforgiving as Aincrad that was bound to get you killed. There was lightening up and then there was being a wimp, he was the latter. "I agree with Yari, splitting your money is an absurd idea. Besides we've got enough of our own, we don't need handouts."

"Okay, just a suggestion." Suto replied, smiling slightly. Just as well, since honestly he hardly had the Col to go around anyways. Swiping a finger through the air he brought up his inventory, looking at the abysmal 213 Col that he had in his possession currently. The others likely had twice as much as him easily, if not more. Unlike them he had a tendency to be a little careless with his money, indulging in things to enjoy himself. Chief amongst those were gatherings with other players n taverns for a fun evening of dance and song. To everyone else it was probably frivolous, but with so much distress he couldn't help but find some kind of enjoyment, it was all that kept him sane. The sound of a familiar voice took him from his mundane task, and he closed the menu to glance over and spot Kenshin. So apparently he'd slipped off as well, and yet there was a discernible lack of his being chewed out by the girls. "That is so not cool..." he mumbled, sighing and hanging his head.

A bit of conversation was had over Kenshin's spoils, the details of which were far beyond them all sans Fitch. One thing was certain, he had the entire database implanted into his mind before joining this game. The sheer amount of information that he carried with him was amazing. With a declaration that they were going back out Suto looked to Yari in disbelief, groaning as she geared up. He hadn't been joking about relaxing a bit longer, he was genuinely feeling tired. If everyone else was going though then he'd not sit around by himself while they went off. "Yeah, I guess we did agree didn't we?" Suto mused, smiling as he pushed himself up onto his feet. Bringing up his inventory once more he scrolled to his gear, equipping it all in one fell swoop. In place of his green shirt was a deep blue Gi top, accompanied by Gi pants of the same color. A pair of black boots and black gloves were fastened around his feet and hands respectively, and a black sash around his waist to secure his pants. Smiling contently at having his combat gear back on he flexed his hands a bit, making sure it was all in order out of habit. "Field boss...? Uh... What's that again?"

"Oh my... You're hopeless..." Luna grumbled, shaking her head and rubbing at her forehead. "A field boss is a creature stronger than all the others outside of a dungeon. It guards the entrance and has to be defeated in order for us to get into the dungeon. Seriously... Do you pay attention to anything that's said?" They'd only been through four floors so far, it was a mystery how they'd gotten so far with an airhead like Suto. Eying the grin he had on his face she rolled her eyes, looking at Fitch expectantly. "Does he take any of this seriously? Or is he just hopeless?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi gave Viral a rather disheartened look, her ears folding down in submission. She knew what he was saying was true, they'd not solve things this quickly. She hoped to plant a few seeds of change though and start him on the right track, but that seemed to be averting her grasp yet again. "I know it won't instantly fix everything... I just wanted to try though..." she mumbled. If this was how they were going to go about his issues then it was a waste of time, as much as she hated to admit it. Something would make him better, there had to be a solution. Whatever it may be though was well out of their grasp, beyond even Vegeta's expertise. The fact they now knew what bothered their friend hadn't made things better at all. When her attempts at reassuring him were shot down Yumi finally rose to her feet, rubbing one of her arms uncomfortably. "So you're different... It's... It doesn't make you bad... You're better than a lot of other people, Saiyans, humans or whatever else... Should it matter so much what you are as it does who you are?" Lowering her gaze she shifted her weight uncomfortably, not liking how this conversation had gone. "There is no one else, past or present that I'd rather have had as my teacher and a second parent. And even now you're still one of my closest friends. It doesn't matter to me what you are, it's only you that's bothered to it..." That was likely not helping at all, nor was her current behavior. It couldn't be helped, she was genuinely distraught and had no means of helping it. "I guess I'll go eat now... I'll save you some food if you want a little." Giving Viral one final look she walked off, heading back into the house.

Takeshi smiled sympathetically as he rose from his seat, hearing out Shu's concerns. "It'll all work out, you don't have to worry so much, I promise." he reassured. Vegeta's explanation on the matter was less than helpful. Though the honesty was welcome it would hardly help Shu's already frazzled nerves. Besides, things had been going fairly well thus far, why should they believe it may be any different? "How about we go ahead and go see the Prince now? I bet they're waiting to hear how things went, and they'll want to be here when the general is taken down I'm sure." Though he wondered if bringing Eslaria to the city was the best course of action. Even with the general gone there were still going to be soldiers loyal to him, soldiers who may attack the Queen on sight. Unless they could ensure her safety, and that of T'charrl for that matter then it was a little risky. The sound of a door's hinges squeaking brought Takeshi's attention towards the back door, surprised to see a rather crestfallen Yumi finally coming in to join them. Smiling uncertainly he watched as she sat at the end, grabbing a plate and some food for herself wordlessly. "Hey Yumi. What's up?"

Yumi's stomach ought to have been growling now that she had a plateful of food before her. However when she looked down at her meal she felt uneasy, only settling to prod at it with her fork. It just didn't seem fair to her, why did Viral have to suffer so much while they were all fine? Given she and Shu both had some skeletons as well, but nothing as debilitating as what Viral had. At being addressed she glanced up at Takeshi, giving him an indifferent glance. "Huh...? Oh... Not much," she replied simply, going back to looking at her food. A good part of her wanted to go back out and try again, even if she was certain it was a moot effort by now. Skewering a slice of meat with her fork she began to nibble on her meal, hoping she'd just be left alone now. If the boys were back, she reasoned, then their mission was over and they could leave this planet. Just as well, she was growing tired of it anyways. Having come here with the hope of helping Viral only to be right as they were was a huge letdown. Maybe what they needed was out on the next world, just waiting for them to find it. If that was the case then it was best they depart as soon as possible. With time still passing Viral could potentially get worse, and she shuddered to think what could happen then.

It didn't take a genius to realize that something was eating at Yumi. Takeshi frowned at her half-hearted reply though decided not to push any more, picking up she was upset. It certainly wasn't amongst his skills to cheer her up, and after exchanging a knowing look with Vegeta he decided it'd be her friend to help. Instead he turned his attention back onto Shu, gesturing towards the back door. "How about we get going? It's about that time." They were needed elsewhere, and what was happening here didn't need their help. Under the assumption his brother was following suit Takeshi made his way over to the back door, pausing there for a moment to wait just in case. It was a fool's errand, he was sure, but he intended to pay Viral a brief visit before leaving as well. If that was where Yumi had been then he must have done something to upset her, intentionally or otherwise. There was a definite urge to chastise the Beastman for upsetting her, but that would only make things worse. At the very least though Takeshi intended to check up on him and see just what was going on with their friend.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"No... Viral... I'm not annoyed with you, or angry," Yumi pouted, "I'm upset, yes. But it's because I'm worried about you. I'm not blaming you for anything and how I'm feeling isn't your fault either. I just... I just want you to feel better is all." If he had been like this since being freed then it may be impossible to undo the damage by now. That was a terrifying prospect, one she desperately hoped did not come to fruition. Things just didn't work like that, and maybe it was a little naive of her to think of it that way. They'd all reuinted after a year of separation and hardship though, if that could happen then Viral could certainly be happy again. Looking at him tentatively as he rose she did the same, biting her lip and averting her gaze for a moment. "Natural by whose standards...?" she whispered, not content with simply walking off to eat. Giving Viral a hopeful look she remained as she was, twisting her fingers nervously. "To humans it's unnatural, and there are plenty of other transformations that seem weird to one person, but it's normal to another... My point is that it is natural, to you. It's rare, that's all. Everything about you is natural, it just happens to be different. How can anything about you be unnatural when everything comes from nature? All the animals, the people, all of it makes up you."

Takeshi couldn't see a reason why T'charrl wouldn't contact Goku, if it was possible. Especially if it were to help his friends, that fact alone seemed like all the incentive the lonely prince might need to carry through with the request. Taking a pause to settle Shu down the Saiyan smiled amused, relaxing in his own seat now that he was finished. "You used to know all of it," Takeshi confirmed, giving a nod of his head. "And you'll learn it all again no problem. Know why? Because you're my little brother, and if you get anything from me it's my skill to learn techniques."

"Because he definitely doesn't have your ego."

Takeshi flushed a soft red at the comment, eyes narrowing as he looked over at Kabocha expectantly. Instead his squadmate had a smirk on his face, gesturing over to Vegeta who was looking mighty proud of himself. He'd been called out and what's worse had no real rebuttal besides a soft, "Shut up..." Wrinkling his nose as the others chuckled he focused on Shu, smiling a bit as he stacked their plates together to be cleaned. "It was yummy, yeah. And we can practice all of that as soon as everything is taken care of. I'm guessing we probably won't be leaving here today."

"Depends on the fallout of what you've done," Vegeta said, standing up from his seat. Grabbing all of the empty plates he carried them to the sink, setting them along the rim and turning on the water to begin washing them off. "Even given that everything you two did goes smoothly there'll be a lot of activity in the city, and elsewhere on the planet for that matter. If it gets too bad and we can't even relax then we're just as well to leave before things get bothersome." Gods only know what may happen when this war came to an end. It seemed strange to even call it a war, now that he thought it over. Since their arrival there'd been no conflict, at least none they'd seen. Strange that these people could be on the precipice and yet there hadn't been a single strike made on either group.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"So you're a monster because of what other people have said...?" Yumi asked, looking at Viral and frowning disapprovingly. With a shake of her head she sighed, looking down at the dirt as she dragged a finger through the soil idly. "They only saw a little part of you, that's nothing to judge someone off of. People have bad sides to them, that goes for everyone. It just happens that some have seen only your bad side, but I know there's more to you than that." Offering a tentative smile she kept quiet for a moment, trying not to get overly worked up and inadvertantly upset Viral in the process. "Vegeta and I don't think you're a monster, and we've known you all our lives practically. Neither of the boys see you as a monster, and soon enough neither will Kai, Choi or Kabocha. They'll all realize that you're far more than that form you have, and that it doesn't define you. What you're worried about is a very vocal minority, I think... People whose opinions really shouldn't matter."

While nice to get a little insight into Viral's thoughts it was also fairly unsettling. There was a lot going on in his mind, a lot of things that she wasn't thrilled to know. It helped their cause, sure, but some of the things he pondered definitely weren't healthy. "There's just as many people that want you alive, you know... Even more I'm sure. You're only looking at the bad, but if you took just a second to see the rest then you'd be happier..." Yumi rubbed at her forehead and shut her eyes, feeling a spell of minor depression coming on from this talk. It was draining, really to go on like this. If she felt this poorly from such a brief conversation she couldn't even guess at how the Beastman was feeling. "What about Shu? Or Takeshi? Or even someone like Goku or... Heck even me." Yumi looked at Viral carefully, turning her entire body to face him before looking down at her hands in her lap. "They all have the Oozaru... And I'm a Beastman now too... How do we know that I don't have a form like yours?" she asked, looking up at him. "If you're a monster for that then we're all monsters too! And... And that means you're not alone!"

Takeshi couldn't help but grin, enjoying his brother's excitement. His enthusiasm was fun to watch, even if he was fairly uninformed on the matter at hand. Showing that much interest in something though was definitely good, it meant he'd be willing to work towards it. "If we can get a hold of Goku I'm sure he'd be willing to teach us," the older boy remarked. Reaching out he put a hand on Shu's head gently, trying to keep him from bouncing around in his seat too much, giving his hair a good ruffle. "When we go see T'charrl we'll ask about seeing Goku, and then if that works maybe we'll get a lesson. It won't be easy learning it though, so you sure you want to try? I mean we still need to try teach you how to fly, and basic Ki control." Come to think of it there was quite a fair bit that Shu needed to learn before they could really move along, basic things really. Taking his hand back Takeshi snatched up the last bit of his food, munching on it cheerfully as he leaned back in his seat. "Ah... That was good!"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi let out a sad little sigh, reluctantly releasing Viral as he seemed to be in discomfort being held. "They were afraid of you, sure, but you're acting like it's a bad thing we left the rebels," she answered, smiling slightly. "Anyone that is willing to do something that bad to their own person isn't worth following. All you did was make us realize that sooner. And besides, it didn't look like Sayomi hated you, and some of the other rebels still didn't seem to. They weren't all there during the trial, so you still have some people who favor you." It was a little surprising that Viral was even bothered by what the rebels saw him as. She didn't know them all too well, but it was rare that he took to anyone else's opinions of himself. "And I'm not sugarcoating it... Am I...?" Yumi looked to Viral uncertainly, biting her lip. "I'm being positive because... Well... I feel like it's easier than being miserable." Shifting uneasily in her spot she folded her hands together, twisting her fingers nervously. "I wasn't there that long... So I really don't have any room to talk... But it was still rough. And it does bother me what happened, and it makes me uneasy. I figure that I'm alive though, and I've got people around me... So it's not so bad."

"Says the spastic little chimp..." Kabocha mused, gritting his teeth as Takeshi reached across and kicked him in the shin. Grumbling beneath his breath the Saiyan looked over at Shu, raising an eyebrow. "These people don't have spaceships? Yet they can build things like those pillars? Isn't that a bit odd?"

"Towers are easier to build than spacecraft," Vegeta pointed out, "Besides, you've seen this world. Curiosity aside there is no reason for them to travel. They have plenty of resources and land and everything they could possibly need. Maybe there's just never been cause for it until now. It seems like they get visitors on occasion," he continued, pausing only to take a bite of his meal. "Which is probably getting them eager to try traveling for themselves."

Takeshi continued to eat merrily as the others talked amongst themselves. His plate was already nearly empty in spite of taking a good bit of food, and sadly he wasn't going to get seconds if Yumi was going to be eating too. With a few bites left he slowed the pace a bit, savouring it all more than he had been. Shifting his gaze over to Shu the older boy set down his fork, smacking his own forehead. "We need to teach you to read..." he mumbled, as if forgetting that he'd wanted to do it before. "And if you're talking about Instant Transmission, I have no idea how to learn it. Gohan wrote it's about focusing on energy and... Well really the rest of it I didn't understand." Too complex for him, at least the words that Gohan had used. There was a tiny bit here and there, but it didn't seem like much. "Something about just feeling someone's Ki and... Figuring out where they are from there. That was supposed to do it, I don't get how though."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi looked to Viral sadly, a pained expression playing out on her features as he spoke. It was hard even to get him to think of happy thoughts, she knew they were there. He looked to be getting panicked, the exact opposite of what she'd hope to come of this conversation. Feeling partly responsible she lowered her gaze for a moment, twisting her fingers together before sighing sadly. "But... You can only get better? You're already improving, we all see it. And... You'll get back to yourself soon enough, you have to..." There was posed a serious question though... What if he didn't improve? Something terrible could come of this if he continued to deteriorate, and soon he may be beyond their help entirely. Feeling herself now becoming a little panicked Yumi leaned over against Viral, wrapping her arms around him and hiding her face in his shoulder. "The future can always be better... It will be. We'll help you Viral, I promise. We're going to do everything we can to get you better." she mumbled, lifting her head and smiling meekly. "And don't think of yourself as a burden, because you're not holding us back or anything. We're doing this because we want to and can, not because it's an obligation. So please don't feel guilty."

"Wait... We're showing off our ship now?" Vegeta asked, feeling a little possessive. Technology was his thing, and that ship still had mysteries for him to learn. Someone else taking peeks and prodding at it didn't sit well with him, not in the slightest. If the boys had made the promise though, and they wanted to stay in good graces he'd have to bite back his complaints. "If they want to go into space then they'll have to wait. We've barely got room for everyone now as it is, especially if everyone else comes with us too," he pointed out, refering to the squad and their families. The latter part of Shu's question had Vegeta stumped, embarrasingly enough. He had never looked into it personally and only vaguely knew of some of Goku's abilities. Pulling his brow together he tried to come up with an answer, surprised to hear Takeshi speak up instead.

"Instant transmission Shu. He can move from place to place really fast by basically teleporting everywhere." Takeshi explained, smiling proudly.

"How the heck do you know that and he doesn't?" Kabocha asked, gesturing to Vegeta. "I mean... No offense, but he seems like the smart one here. Where's a guy like you figure something like that out?"

Takeshi's smile wavered at Kabocha's question, turning his head to address the other Saiyan. "I'm going to pretend that didn't sound like an insult. And I know because I read about it," he stated, narrowing his eyes at a surprised look. "Yes, I DO read Kabocha, just not that often. Seriously... It's like you think I'm a moron or something..." Sighing softly he placed a chunk of seared fruit in his mouth, letting it sit and melt for a second before beginning to chew it up. He knew a fair bit thanks to Gohan's writing, it was just never brought up. "We might even be able to learn it Shu, if it's not too difficult. Then you could visit here whenever you wanted."