GambolMuse

Black Butler, Untold (Vena Sera x SilverRain)

These horses are going to become the bane of my existence Dx

Like this guy:

C wut I did thar?

Bane. The only guy to pull off a bondage mask as a villain.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Well... We know I'm going onto the ship to hack it, and Takeshi will be one of the prisoners without question. Maybe... Just the two of us even?" Between himself and the eldest prince that ought to be a satisfactory haul. They could fabricate some story if need be, of how the others were killed or some such. It wasn't as though coming back with the two of them was going to be a tremendous failure, at least Vegeta didn't think it would be. "Whatever the case we should wait to run things by the others before we decide. Worst case scenario as I said is just myself and Takeshi come along and everyone else waits aboard the rebel ship." Logistically that seemed to the the least amount of work. Shu and Viral would both benefit to some degree by Yumi's presence, and their being off the main vessel ensured no rampaging beasts to kill the crew. "That way there's three fighters for the parents, and I'd think the five of us are more than enough to take that ship. What do you think Yumi? Would you be able to keep an eye on those two?" She did seem to have a way of calming them, or at the very least keeping their heads on relatively straight. Her cooperation meant this would run much more smoothly.

Yumi acknowledged Vegeta with a sigh, crossing her arms before offering a small smirk in reply. "So I'm babysitting while the men go off and play pirate, is that it?" she asked jokingly. "If that's what you need me to do then fine, I can do it. As long as Viral can fly the ship we should be fine... Because that's beyond me." Frankly she was relatively new to driving cars on Earth, so a spaceship was just slightly beyond her expertise. The plan was sound as far as she was concerned, and it was likely for the best anyways. Too many of them and, should a fight break out it might get messy. There was a small part of her too that held concern over her new Beastman self as well, whether she was capable of a transformation at this point. The thought of warping into something like Viral had made her skin crawl, and reflexively she rubbed at her arms to ease the goosebumps. "Takeshi has been oddly cheerful, come to think of it..." Yumi mused, changing subjects with Choi. Before he'd been a bit more relaxed around Shu, sure, but never like this. It was almost as unnerving as Viral's PTSD or Shu's nervous episodes in a way just because it was so alien to their behaviors. "Any idea why he's acting all funny? You three have seen him more than I have lately."

Viral too wasn't picking up on anything right now, and yet he still cautioned them. Coupled with the fact that Takeshi himself had an uneasy feeling about himself he wasn't too thrilled with their current situation. Like it or not however they couldn't just stop, they had something to see through and needed to move along. As Viral had done the older boy glanced about the area, doing his utmost to locate anything that might tip off attackers. Nothing looked suspicious, and though it was oddly quiet compared to earlier he hardly saw that as just cause to be alarmed. Exhaling deeply he tried to calm his own nerves, figuring if he, Shu and Viral were all high strung then this brief trip was going to be a nightmare. "See? Nothing to worry about," Takeshi repeated a bit weakly. If that were true then what was with the ever growing pit in his stomach? It was a bit frustrating to say the least, he wanted to know exactly why he was feeling this way. This must be how Viral feels, he mused, looking over at the Beastman. No wonder he was always so grumpy.

The turning point for their trip came into view a few minutes later, the same spot that Shu had crashed into T'charrl previously. It was all in their heads, Takeshi told himself, just stress getting to them. Shaking his head he chuckled faintly, rubbing at the back of his neck. "Look at us... Panicked over nothing..." Just as the last word passed from his lips the sound of a rope snapping made him immediately halt in his tracks, and with a turn of his head he saw a rather decent sized log from overhead swinging down right at him. "Crap!" Pushing Shu back as quickly as he could he then turned to the flying log, throwing a punch forward and breaking it down the middle as the two halves flew right on by him, crashing into some standing trees. Baffled by the trap he turned to look at the pieces, giving Shu a funny look. "They trapped the place...?" he asked in disbelief, not recalling anything of the sorts before. One more step forward and another rope snapped, this time releasing a few logs overhead out of a makeshift harness. Takeshi lifted his head in time to see about six tumbling down on top of him, quickly getting buried beneath them.

In unison with the traps going off about half a dozen Kaesstrian soldiers dropped out of the surrounding trees, all armed with various weapons. Each dawned a black cloak of sorts over their bodies, only their arms wielding the weapons and legs visible. One thing worth noting was the insignia on the back of said cloaks though, matching the very same one that was placed throughout the military headquarters. Not a single word was said as the group went into action, splitting into two groups and attacking the remaining aliens. Three dove right in for Shu, with two running towards him at a criss-cross pattern, swords ready to slice at him in a given moment. The third took flight and moved up overhead, armed with a flail-like weapon that he swung about in preparation to use. The remainder of the group made their advance on Viral just as swiftly, though all three moved in at once, two bearing staves and the third a set of knives. With explicit orders to kill the aliens they were giving it all they had, and as the special operations branch of the military they were confident they had the means to do so.

Black Butler, Untold (Vena Sera x SilverRain)

"It had best not be. I shouldn't need to stress the importance of having proper attire for an evening like this." Ciel remarked testily. Waiting until tonight for the outfit was really pushing the envelope, but he had little other choice. The event had been sprung on him suddenly and with no prior notice, so he had to scramble to find the proper clothes. When he'd threatened to go into town to purchase one he hadn't been kidding, despite Alex's seemingly skeptical reply. It wasn't as if money was an obstacle that limited him, as fact of the matter was he had more money then he knew what to do with. Any other boy in his age group would be eclectic to have so much money, likely running about buying God knew what. Ciel had no use for excessive spending, or at least that was the mantra he held himself to. He was not the atypical teenage boy, he was a respectable Earl and head of the Phantomhive household, and damned it he didn't act as such.

Finally deciding to act like a proper tailor Alex began to take the measurements for the new suit post haste. Just glad to be underway at last Ciel went along with what the other boy did without any resistance, moving in accordance to his requests. If he cared more about the look of the outfit he might be dictating exactly what fabrics to use and what colors. Like many other things though the earl simply didn't care, so long as it wasn't ostentatiously vibrant in color. Once he began working Ciel had to admit that Alex was by no means the blubbering buffoon he'd taken him for initially. Some of his movements were still a bit aggressive and needed refinement, but overall a job well done. That would have been the case until a rather daunting and bothersome mistake took place.

"Being able to fit my head would be useful," Ciel said, smiling faintly as he lifted his head for ease of access. Keeping as still as could be he waited for the measure to wrap around his throat, only to instead let out a soft grunt when his foot was unceremoniously stepped on. Gritting his teeth slightly his eyes shifted to Alex accusingly, opening his mouth to chastise the tailor for being a klutz. Before a single utterance came out he abruptly fell back onto the bed instead, and in just as quick a moment Alex collapsed on top of him. Closing his eyes in case any fingers went flying the earl held still for a moment, uncomfortable under the weight he found himself under. Not wanting to look he finally let one eye slip open, both shooting open in surprise finding himself laid out beneath the tailor. In a rather intimate manner no less, leaving him as red as brimstone and at an utter loss for words. Indignantly he reached up for something to grab onto, placing his hands on Alex's chest and pushing him off to the side with some exertion. Then in a hasty maneuver to collect himself he edged away, pulling into a sitting position at the head of the bed.

Still rather abashed by the awkward embrace all Ciel could do to help himself was look away from the tailor, fixing his nightie as though it had become removed. Why in the hell did these situations always have to happen to him? All he wanted was a new suit, and instead he was molested by the one fitting him. Still red in the face he swallowed nervously, turning his head slowly to look at Alex. "You say nothing of this to anyone, or I swear I'll have you dragged here by your throat..." he hissed, sounding more nervous than angry. What would people think if they saw that or learned of it? Knowing how gossip traveled he shuddered to think of what the implications might be. Him, Ciel Phantomhive, esteemed Earl eloping with a tailor, and a boy at that. It would be the death of his reputation.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"It would make more sense to have Viral fly the ship in..." Vegeta agreed, rubbing at his chin. "He'd be too liable to have an episode, and he probably has at least some knowledge of flying the ships. Shu would be there to help him stay settled to some degree, and they'd be with all of your parents." If for whatever reason one of the twins or Kabocha couldn't pilot the ship then perhaps Takeshi could, assuming he had some knowledge of it from his time with the Saiyans. Plus having Yumi there with them would help settle his own nerves, and having her and Takeshi nearby was a bit more reassuring than three strangers. "Takeshi should go in, along with Yumi and I. That seems to me the most reasonable plan," Vegeta remarked, "Besides, honestly if things go south Shu and Viral are the best bets to protect your parents. Given their hidden power they're by far the strongest of all of us. That said... I really hope we don't need to make use of it."

Yumi listened in on the conversation, not entirely certain once more what input she might have on the matter. The plan as it stood though could be better, she felt. "Wait... What if instead of my going with you... Shu goes?" she asked, looking between everyone. "Hear me out. I seem to do a better job with keeping Viral under control than most, definitely better than Shu would. And when he's with Takeshi, Shu is relatively okay. Wouldn't it make more sense then to do it that way?" In part it was her wanting to stay with the Beastman, just for herself in order to ensure he was okay. There was more to it of course too, more legitimate reasons. "I won't argue that Shu and Viral are the most powerful... When they transform. But as they are, especially Viral, they're kind of a wild card in a fight. I can fight, pretty well, without having to change. So why not stick me with the parents and Viral? I can keep an eye on all of them easily enough."

"I guess that makes sense..." Kabocha was a little more comforted by having Yumi near his folks than the prince and commander. She might have a fiery temper but she was stable and wouldn't randomly lash out. To him it was a reasonable request, it made plenty of sense and even simplified things. To get both princes and yet another Saiyan as 'prisoner' seemed more appealing than just one prince, a former test subject and Vegeta. It wasn't his decision to make ultimately, not alone anyways. "Kai? Choi? What do you guys think?" he asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Think we should go with Yumi's plan? I agree with bringing the ship in afterwards, I think we can all agree that's set in stone. But I'd rather her be near our parents than the others, yeah?"

Panicked, that seemed like a reasonable way to describe how Shu was feeling. Like before though Takeshi couldn't see any sound reason why his brother should feel so edgy. They were taking the familiar route to the Queen with no one's knowledge of it, and they had an extra member in tow. Besides, it wasn't as if anything on this planet had really threatened them thus far, wildlife or its inhabitants included. As far as alien worlds went it was fairly pleasant, so then why the concern? Though he did feel anxious himself he didn't think it was the same as his brothers and wasn't going to just brush it aside. "Are you feeling claustrophobic...?" he asked bewilderingly. Brow pulling together the older boy shook his head; dumb question. Out in the open forest with not even a ceiling or walls to confine them, that made no sense. Hoping to alleviate a little worries Takeshi moved closer to Shu until he could set an arm around the boy's shoulders, offering a meek smile. "Nothing bad happened then though, right? And nothing bad is going to happen now." Probably not the best idea, but Takeshi looked to Viral for a little support. "Are you feeling anything off right now? I mean... Like we're in any danger?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"Take me on board as a prisoner, huh...?" It would certainly free them of suspicion, initially anyways. If he was bound and led in as such he'd hopefully be able to get close enough without having to get into combat. "Well that gets me inside... But what about everyone else? For that matter can we even fit everyone inside the pods? You brought three I'm assuming, and there's eight of us. Even more if you figure your parents will be coming along. That's a lot of people to fit into three tiny ships." The only realistic scenario in that case was to send the pods first and have the small cargo ship follow behind. The latter could land and cause a scene, leaving Vegeta and whoever escorted him ample time to take the controls. In theory that should work, though there were quite a few things that could go wrong as well. "If we use our ship to fly in afterwards then that would get everyone else on. Myself and the one leading me take the controls, while the rest gets the crew into the cargo hold... That still leaves getting them off the ship itself though..."

There was a lot to figure out in a short amount of time. Depending on the size of the Saiyan ship they may even be able to fit the crew on the rebel ship and be rid of them that way. Or, worst case scenario they could keep everyone on board until they were dropped off on another world. Sighing to himself Vegeta rubbed at his forehead, his head starting to ache from the influx of thoughts racing through his mind. "Sayomi...? Yeah she was that woman with Korian. She's definitely in the rebellion, I think his first officer or something." If he remembered rightly she'd been a technical officer of some sorts, handling the more machine oriented parts of the rebellion. There was a lot of mystery, Vegeta realized, surrounding those two. Presumably the other rebels knew a fair bit about their leaders, something to base their character off of. "Speaking of those two... What do you guys know about them? Anything interesting?"

"Oh sure, plenty." Kabocha quipped, shrugging his shoulders. "Though I can't say how much of it is actually true. We hear a ton from some of the Elites, and even the king says something now and again. He's not a very popular guy." Lifting a hand he scratched at his cheek for a moment, mulling through his thoughts at what he could come up with on the guy. "When we were just starting he was still in the military, a commander of one of the largest detachments. I guess the guy was kind of destined to be some big shot. Born to the upper class, pretty strong, got a ton of training from Elites. He's known Yamate for a long time too, though I don't know how. The two of them were close for a while, with Korian being Yamate's right hand man." Seeing the former commander now it was hard to believe he'd once been such an integral part of Saiyan military might. That was probably the biggest reason the king had concerns over Korian, as his knowledge of the military and their tactics could seriously blow up in their faces. "He was the one who led a lot of the original strikes against other planets, back when all of this empire nonsense began. That might be a reason he's so intent on undoing it now..." Kabocha mused, shrugging. "Maybe it's his way to atone. That's a really basic version of it. I've either forgotten a lot or I really don't trust the rest, too much negative propaganda stuff."

So Korian really was just another Elite, or at least he had been. After seeing his behavior around Viral it was difficult to see the guy in a good light, even if he was combating the Saiyans. "So he's a defected commander then? Huh... And he was close to the king..." It was interesting stuff, he supposed. Were it at all possible to speak to the man Vegeta might ask him personally about his past. There could be something in his history that would give them the edge they need to stop the Saiyan war machine for good. "And what about Sayomi? What can you say about her?"

"Obnoxious brat...?" Takeshi mirrored in a mumble. Smiling faintly he shook his head though said no more on the matter, even when Viral threatened to hit him. Had he said it in any other way Viral would be dragging along and moaning about himself, so this was a bit better he supposed. Even with rocky history aside he would have hoped the response would have been a little more favorable, and perhaps that was wishing for too much. Instead of provoking Viral further, intentionally or otherwise, the older boy glanced to Shu. He'd been unusually quiet thus far, and he wondered if his brother had as much on his mind as he did. "Hey... Doing okay?" Takeshi asked, reaching over and gently rapping his hand against Shu's arm to get his attention. "What's on your mind buddy? Worried about something?" Shu had been just fine a moment ago, something had managed to upset him in the very brief time since then. Knowing how sensitive the kid could be it might be any number of things, and it was worth asking then.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Yumi had to agree with Kai in his assessment. Takeshi and Viral may have their moments, but with the former's brashness an the Beastman's uneasy mental standing neither were hardly in a position to make a plan. The thought of taking a Saiyan ship was daunting, even if the others were playing it off as really a trivial matter. It was easy for them, being Saiyans to not worry about opponents, they were the strongest race alive. Someone like her though who was essentially human may have a tougher time, especially with still getting used to her new anatomy. Attacking head on as Kabocha suggested wouldn't work well, they knew that much. It was too risky, and damaging the ship or even accidentally killing the medical staff aboard would render their whole plan moot. With a sigh she pushed away her nearly empty plate, crossing her arms and trying to think on the matter as well. Not knowing the layout of the ship it was hard to draw any plans, though as stated before perhaps the biggest obstacle was getting the rest of the crew and soldiers off the ship in one piece.

"Oh! Vegeta could do that!" Yumi suddenly exclaimed, smiling hopefully. She'd come from her own musings into the conversation, and figured she had a really good case. "Vegeta could easily hack into the ship. I mean, it might take a few minutes, but we could buy him time while he does it." After all he was the most tech savvy of all of them, by far as far as she knew. Having anyone else do it, even Viral in his prime, would likely take a good deal longer. Eying the Saiyan in question she rose out of her seat, clasping her hands together. "Think about it. You've already been looking through the ship we got from Sayomi, and I bet you've figured out how some of that works. If you can turn an alien ship inside out that quickly then it only makes sense you do it!"

Yumi had some truth to her words, but Vegeta wasn't so sure how fond of the plan he was. Having to be protected and make everyone else fight for his sake didn't sit well, it made him feel like a burden almost. Conversely he probably was the most skilled with electronics, meaning that he was the prime candidate to tackle this job. With Yumi bearing down on him with a hopeful smile it was difficult to give a solid 'no' as an answer. "If you've really got that much faith in my skills then I can at least give it a shot," he replied, smiling warily. "I'll only do it so long as you all promise to be careful when fighting. We don't know for sure what's on that ship, and if one of you gets hurt while I'm playing with wires I'll feel terrible. So do me the favor and be careful, yeah?"

"Wha...? I'm saying I'm confident you won't do that. It's a compliment," Takeshi said in turn, frowning a bit. Viral had really done in some people, sure, but that had been in that strange form of his. He wasn't like that now, and presumably he had more control over his actions as a result. Hopefully the others would put two and two together and figure out Viral had gone with them, he didn't want anyone thinking the Beastman had ran off somewhere. "I'm planning on just delivering the news to the Queen and letting them handle it from there. But... If we have to fight then like I said, we fight." It was fairly straightforward to him. See their mission through to the end, and only attack if attacked first. Now moving along as a group it didn't take but a second longer for Viral to ask about the older boy's oddly cheerful behavior. "I'm excited I could actually get you to do something with us for a change," he answered simply, smiling and hefting his shoulders in a shrug. "I mean... We've never seen eye to eye, so I was surprised when you agreed to come along!" Allowing himself a self-satisfied chuckle he slipped his hands into his pockets, continuing along their way. "Almost makes me wonder if after all this time you can finally stomach to be around me!"

Truth be told, Takeshi wasn't entirely certain why he was in such a mood himself. After speaking he looked right ahead, quickly finding his gaze lowering to the forest floor below. He was glad that Viral was willing to do something, that much was true, but as eccentric as he was making it seem? Doubtful, which made him question his own behavior. Focusing on solely himself for a brief moment he tried to pick up on anything that felt out of place, managing to stumble upon a little tick. He was feeling stressed and anxious, though he couldn't place why precisely. Passing a sidelong glance in Shu's direction he frowned a bit, wondering if it was his brother somehow doing that. It didn't seem right that Shu would make him feel this way, so he brushed that notion off. Nor did it seem that Viral was the cause of it either, not to say he didn't worry to some degree about the Beastman. What in the hell was eating at him then? And why did he have an innate need to act carefree and try to hide any signs of it?

Far From Home

Suto decided to let his whining die down, it wasn't doing him any favors. Besides, it wasn't like him, normally he was as energetic as they came. Forcing himself to pep up he slapped his cheeks a few times for good measure, putting on a wide smile before falling in line behind the others. A party off five strong, each capable in their own right, there was no reason for concern during this expedition. That mindset helped bring his mood up to its usual brim, and with a small chuckle he folded his hands behind his head as they strolled along. "I guess killing a few monsters will help wake me up," he mused, talking to no one in particular. Besides, he could really use a bit more Col to pad his pitiful wallet. Should he want to do anything at all this evening he'd certainly need more funds, as parties had a tendency to get expensive fast. He could swear the NPCs were savvy to what was going on and raised their prices during those special occasions. Either that, or just as likely he got carried away with what he bought.

From the homely atmosphere of Caldwell they stepped into the dense, muggy thickets that enveloped much of the floor. They had come in here a few times already since reaching this floor and so much of the area was familiar. As such it came as very little surprise when they deviated from the path for a more rugged approach to their training. The jungles weren't terribly filled with players right now, but that could change in a matter of moments. If enough people came then the spawns of monsters would be camped and farmed, leaving very little for them to fight. It only made sense that they slink off to some distant reach of the area then, somewhere they could train at their leisure.

Suto zoned back in when Yari began to speak, seeing that both she and Fitch had gotten ready. On that note he debated for a moment before bringing up his inventory, opting to use his dagger rather than go bare-handed as he tended to. Upon equipping the item an amber colored sheath appeared, strapped to his right leg just above the knee and resting along the side. Reaching down he blindly drew the small blade from its sheath, glancing down at it with a satisfied smile. It wasn't anything spectacular, a basic dagger with a slightly curved point at the end, but it was HIS. It had been bought with a bit of money he'd managed to gather, and the fact in of itself he'd purchased it made the simple instrument rather special. Tossing it up he snatched the handle, keeping it at his side and ready for use. "Wide awake Yari, and ready to make some Col!" Suto declared, grinning cheerfully. Maybe if they got lucky they'd get enough to have a nice full meal tonight too, that would be just delightful.

"The buddy system, good idea." Luna stated, nodding to herself. So long as she wasn't paired with Suto she didn't care who she should go with. Not only did she not agree with him the majority of the time, but their working together seemed a touch redundant. Both were DPS and overall not terribly durable, she had to admit. As Suto had done she brought up her menu, scrolling through and equipping her weapons. A small pouch materialized on her waist, and inside were her tools of trade, throwing knives. Resisting the compulsive desire to count them she gave the container a satisfied pat, smiling to herself. Sooner or later she hoped to master medicine mixing to make extra use of her items. The idea of being able to paralyze or poison monsters with a single strike was oddly satisfying, and certainly granted her more use in combat. "Do we have teams in mind already? It would be best to sort that out now rather than in the heat of the moment, wouldn't you agree?" She'd never say it, but Luna could already guess that Fitch and Yari would be working together, as always. It didn't seem fair to her the more capable two worked hand in hand constantly, but it was below her to complain about it openly.

"Dibs on working with Fitch!" Suto shouted, giving a soft "ow" as Luna thwacked him on the back of the head.

"Don't scream! Do you want everything in this place to hear us?" Luna chastised, narrowing her eyes.

Suto shook his head in response, giving the spot he'd been hit a ginger rubbing. Once more Luna went back to paying him little mind, much to his relief. With a small smile he looked ahead at his two friends, giving them an inquisitive stare. "Are we even splitting up? I don't see why we would, staying together should work just as well..."

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"How the heck should I know?" Kabocha asked, shrugging his shoulders. It was a hefty order, getting rid of a few dozen bodies. Ideally the only person they'd need to keep on the ship would be the doctor, the rest were expendable. A big downside of not killing them too was the chance of one running off to send word to the king of the hijacked ship. Though finding out was probably inevitable they were better off the longer they could fly under the radar. "And no, I'm really not a tactician. I'd say just bust into the hangar and fight our way in, we can probably overpower everyone inside easily enough. I don't see there really being anything on there as an obstacle, we were the strongest there after all." Hell, a single one of them might be able to take it on their own, though it'd certainly take quite some time. Not only that, but doors and corridors could be sealed off, the only solution without hacking being to blast them. Causing damage to the ship was bad for obvious reasons, as breaching the hull by accident could make it completely useless. "What if we have Takeshi and Viral come up with a strategy?" Kabocha mused, looking at the rest of the group. "I mean come on guys, he wasn't that bad of a leader when we had him, he knew his stuff. Between him and the Beastman we ought to be able to get something going."

Viral didn't seem terribly enthusiastic about having visitors, not even Shu. Happy about it or not he heard out what had to be said, even offering an agreeable reply in exchange. "Wait... Really?" Takeshi asked dumbfounded, for a second not believing he'd been given a yes by the Beastman. Once it set in he grinned, clasping his hands together and giving a nod of his head. "It won't get boring there, I promise. Nothing can be worse than just sitting here." Well plenty could be worse, the Saiyan mused. Looking back at Shu he flashed his brother a smile before walking over in Viral's direction to lead him off. "Supervision? What the hell would you need that for? If there's someone to fight you fight them, its as simple as that." Were Yumi and Vegeta keeping this guy on a leash or something? Seriously, having ask permission to fight was just absurd, he wondered where Viral got that idea. Fighting may even be good for the guy, Takeshi hoped so anyways. It'd restore some of his confidence in himself if he knocked a few heads together. "Ready to get moving then?"

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

"I was really hoping to do this without drugs..." Vegeta mumbled, frowning as he set the last of the dishes aside. With a cloth in hand he began to wipe his hands and arms down, leaning up against the counter he looked over at Yumi sympathetically. She was trying to cheer Viral up and clearly it hadn't worked out. There was no ill will towards Viral for upsetting Yumi, it wasn't his fault. It wasn't as easy as giving Viral just a break either, if it were then they'd have done it long ago. From Kai's suggestion came something from Choi, certainly a better idea. Or it would have been until the idea of finding a doctor from the Saiyan Empire was brought up. "Look at how many of us there are, you expect us to be capable of attacking anything on our own? Your ship would be the easier of the two to ransack, but we don't even know what kind of manpower there is on that thing. What if we walked into a trap?" The worst possible thing came out of that conversation, the idea that Kabocha would have some clue what to do. Blinking in disbelief Vegeta turned to the boy in question, sneering slightly as he crossed his arms. "Oh really? So you'd know what to do to find us a doctor then? I'd love to hear this."

Kabocha had been pacing himself with his meal, not even done by the time that he was dragged into the conversation. Holding up a finger he hastily scarfed down the last of his meal, cheeks bulging to the brim as he tried to get the rest of it down. "Ah... That was tasty... And yeah, I might have a plan in mind." Rising from his seat he took his plate to the sink, meaning to drop it in and leave it but instead watching as Vegeta snatched it to clean it. Shrugging his shoulders he looked to the twins, smiling knowingly. "Most of the people on there with us were soldiers, probably not much stronger than these bugs here. I think there was a commanding officer on board, but he's still weaker than us." Tapping at his chin thoughtfully he went through the personnel list in his mind, trying to take into account everyone on board. "The big question is what do we do with everyone onboard if we take it? I'd imagine that with everyone of us fighting hijacking the thing should be a cakewalk. There's a lot of people onboard though, and since no one here is too keen on murder we'd have to find somewhere to drop them all." Therein was the real problem, emptying the ship. There were a few escape vessels available, he supposed worse case scenario they could force everyone into those. "Kai, Choi? What do you think about cramming them into escape pods? It'd mean we won't have any, but that might just clear it for us."

"Viral? Come out will you?" Takeshi called, cupping his hands around his mouth. "Sheesh... Where the heck did he go?" he wondered, taking a look around them. The area wasn't that dense with vegetation, it ought to be simple to spot him. Finally a reply came though, and Takeshi turned to see Viral coming out of where he had been sitting. "I wanted to ask you something, if it's okay? I was wondering if you'd like to come with us to see the Queen." It was a touch of an odd request seeing as Viral hadn't been there before. Then again Takeshi hadn't been the first time either, and getting in hadn't been too difficult. With the news they had too chances were that the guards wouldn't care who showed up at their door at this point. Before Viral could reply the Saiyan figured he'd argue his point a bit more, as his idea wasn't terribly convincing. "I just figured you might want to do something besides sitting around, you know? Taking a walk through the forest might be a nice change of pace." Smiling he folded his hands behind his head, giving a soft chuckle. "Plus if we're coming back here to get the guy responsible there'll probably be some fighting. Want to bash some skulls?"

Black Butler, Untold (Vena Sera x SilverRain)

"I don't believe you understand how being an Earl works, Alex..." Ciel said testily, keeping himself to the side of the dresser. Perhaps were he a few years younger he'd bite for the tailor's suggestion, but with plenty to do today and an important event tonight he had no time to fool around. Eyes narrowing slightly he motioned for the other boy to get on with it, not giving in to his childish games. "Delaying him means delaying me, and I'm not one to be held back. The only thing delaying anyone right now is you, and unless you want me to speak to Ms. Baker about your performance today I suggest you get on with it." What an obnoxious boy Alex was turning out to be. He was speaking to Ciel as if they were friends, and what an absurd thought that was. They may be close in age, but by class they were worlds apart, and thus being 'friends' wasn't something that was going to happen.

It was as though Alex was dead-set on infuriating Ciel as much as he could. Anyone with proper etiquette would have watched what they said, and certainly not sat upon their client's dresser. An eyebrow twitched in a show of annoyance, but to keep his own image up the earl kept from shouting or cussing the tailor out. It wouldn't be that long of an appointment, he assured himself, closing his eyes and exhaling. Why did he get the irritating feeling though that this entire meeting was going to be fruitless? Opening his eyes when Alex began to speak he listened silently, a bit puzzled as to why this was being shared. He didn't care at all about the boy's past, or even why Ms. Baker had taken him on as an apprentice. To ask such a thing was an insult to Ms. Baker's integrity, he assumed that the woman knew what she was doing. What Ciel wasn't so confident in though was sending Alex out this soon, as it seemed he had quite a bit to learn before coming out into the real world. Any other noble, the young boy mused, would have had Alex thrown out on sight.

"Ms. Baker's method? I'm astonished you actually know anything about being a tailor," Ciel remarked, smirking as he turned and shut the armoire again. "If you're serious though then so be it. I need this by tonight though, as you're well aware, so try not to waste any more of my time. My patience is already thin as it is." If he was sincere about getting to work then just as well. Breakfast would be ready soon enough and he was admittedly rather hungry. Ciel went back over to his bed again, standing at the foot of it and holding his arms out to his side, tapping his foot impatiently. "If you try anything again then I'll send you off. I can always go into town and buy an outfit if need be, bear in mind I really don't need you."