Just take your time, there's no use risking your health for the forces. Trying to remember the guy's name from the old guild, MLK or something? He ended up never being allowed to fly again because of a foot injury he never let heal.
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Viral was pretty confused, finding it difficult to see where June was coming from. She should had been able to recognise that he wasn’t himself compared to what she remembered him being like, he was incredibly out of practice and the attempted modifications by the Saiyans had made it difficult to recover. He really needed to get his head in check for all that to work out well, he still had a lot to lose and that couldn’t be an open option for him. He barely had control over his forms as it was, just his Enki since it had been discovered and drawn out by the Saiyans. Looking back to June, he let out a grumble and shook his head, “’Dragon’…tch! Is that how you describe it? It takes near death to draw it out!” That would certainly become a problem eventually from the sounds of it if he couldn’t draw it out without having to nearly die. He needed to have faith in himself and June’s words, but that was very difficult, “I’ll…try. I lose my mind everytime, though”, he spoke, letting out a groan, “I feel so…’confident’ in my abilities…”
He really wasn’t confident at all, especially when his feline form made him an actual feline until he was brought back to his senses. Who knew what would happen when he manages to transform into his shark form, especially considering the nature of sharks. It was going to be some journey if he could live long enough, nevermind learning how to control his abilities. Knowing about his monstrous form before the others was simply leftover memory after his incarceration, everything else was just new. Growling lowly, he rubbed his head to try and divert his thoughts away from it and went back to the subject of the Dragonballs, looking to Vegeta when he suggested Namekian ones. That was an idea, but New Namek had always been uncharted for a reason and going there for their own desires seemed a little selfish. If they were to lead the Saiyans there without meaning to then the planet was in trouble; of course, there was the other problem concerning if the Namekians had used the Dragonballs recently.
Feeling a little left out, he looked between Aito and June and growled lowly. It was an awfully huge request and they were treating it as if he was going out to get groceries instead. To get them living again it meant using one wish to take their spirits to the Namek check-in station, one wish to revive Aito and the last to revive June. It was an awfully big request to ask a bunch of strange aliens for. It would be for Vegeta mostly, he had memories of his parents and all Viral had was an instinct to follow their orders. Giving them a sharp look, he sighed and looked away, “…Okay, if that’s what you wish”, he spoke, looking back to them, “If that’s what you wish…”
It would definitely be Vegeta who would be the most excited about this, but he didn’t know how to feel. They were his creators, but the concept of parents and family was only something he had read about and rarely seen. It was a mysterious concept and one he was often fascinated by, but having his creators try to treat him like family brought some sort of strange conflict in him. Having his memory wiped made them feel as if they were buying him and becoming his new masters, leaving a really odd feeling in his gut. Feeling awkward, he looked to Vegeta before looking back to Aito and June, giving a little nod, “I’ll master them! It’s only been twenty…whatever years”, he spoke, frowning slightly at June’s excitement, “Thank you for your wishes…and requests. It’s been an interesting day so far and maybe I’ll have more to come, so long as you wish for it…”
He really wasn’t confident at all, especially when his feline form made him an actual feline until he was brought back to his senses. Who knew what would happen when he manages to transform into his shark form, especially considering the nature of sharks. It was going to be some journey if he could live long enough, nevermind learning how to control his abilities. Knowing about his monstrous form before the others was simply leftover memory after his incarceration, everything else was just new. Growling lowly, he rubbed his head to try and divert his thoughts away from it and went back to the subject of the Dragonballs, looking to Vegeta when he suggested Namekian ones. That was an idea, but New Namek had always been uncharted for a reason and going there for their own desires seemed a little selfish. If they were to lead the Saiyans there without meaning to then the planet was in trouble; of course, there was the other problem concerning if the Namekians had used the Dragonballs recently.
Feeling a little left out, he looked between Aito and June and growled lowly. It was an awfully huge request and they were treating it as if he was going out to get groceries instead. To get them living again it meant using one wish to take their spirits to the Namek check-in station, one wish to revive Aito and the last to revive June. It was an awfully big request to ask a bunch of strange aliens for. It would be for Vegeta mostly, he had memories of his parents and all Viral had was an instinct to follow their orders. Giving them a sharp look, he sighed and looked away, “…Okay, if that’s what you wish”, he spoke, looking back to them, “If that’s what you wish…”
It would definitely be Vegeta who would be the most excited about this, but he didn’t know how to feel. They were his creators, but the concept of parents and family was only something he had read about and rarely seen. It was a mysterious concept and one he was often fascinated by, but having his creators try to treat him like family brought some sort of strange conflict in him. Having his memory wiped made them feel as if they were buying him and becoming his new masters, leaving a really odd feeling in his gut. Feeling awkward, he looked to Vegeta before looking back to Aito and June, giving a little nod, “I’ll master them! It’s only been twenty…whatever years”, he spoke, frowning slightly at June’s excitement, “Thank you for your wishes…and requests. It’s been an interesting day so far and maybe I’ll have more to come, so long as you wish for it…”
Viral didn’t know if he was supposed to feel bad about having nothing done for him previously, especially when he wasn’t familiar with any of the concepts and had trouble adjusting to new things. This was definitely something new and he was still having a hard time thinking it through properly, even if he knew there were such things as parties. Shaking his head, he let out a sigh at Aito’s comment, finding it hard to follow, “It’s been pretty much forever and within a week’s time I’ve spoken to you both twice now and you’re apologising? I don’t know if I wanted one and I’m still curious as to whether this is for me, but at most I got some free stuff and food…even if it was a struggle to eat it for a variety of reasons…”
Feeling a little lost, he hung his head low as he tried to think it all through himself, his eyes going back to June when she spoke up instead. She was certainly trying to pick out all the cards that would make him feel better, but that would probably work a little bit more if he got the answers he was looking for. It was only they who could give him answers since it was their decision to create him so they knew what they were wanting to create and why they wanted to. He needed the correct answers before he went ahead and did the wrong thing out of frustration and he was very capable of that; Vegeta had seen plenty of that.
Staring at her, it sounded as if she was finally going to be giving it straight to him before Vegeta decided to interject instead, looking to him quickly with a low growl. That was quite the annoyance he had to go through right there and it didn’t help that he had the ability to tell him these things without needing to bring his creators into it. Huffing, he looked down at himself before slowly scratching his chest in thought, finding it awfully strange how Vegeta knew all of this and he was never told. With one form still hidden from him, he would have to find ways to use it; however, all of his forms were unstable even when properly used. He had to be near death to use them and to try drowning on purpose probably wouldn’t reveal anything to him either. The only way to learn how to use those forms was to force himself into life or death battles. Growling, he slowly shook his head before looking down at his paw, flexing his fingers slowly, “’At will’…you realise what you’re suggesting, right?” He could barely control them after the Saiyans tampered with him, they had grown stronger since and a lot more unstable. He was certainly worried, but soon June decided to speak up again, his attention turning to her.
Feeling confused, Viral looked between her and Aito before frowning, having a hard time following her at first. Giving him a purpose now seemed awfully convenient, but it sounded like a hard order to fill as well. To master his forms he would need a lot more strength and power himself, but how he was supposed to obtain those powers had him at a road block. Looking to Vegeta briefly, he groaned before nodding at June only to be met with more confusion at her last request. That kind of request wasn’t something the Dragonballs could fulfil, seeing as how they had a one year limit and it had been many years now. Staring at her with concern, he sharpened his gaze before huffing, blushing slightly, “How do you know if that is possible?? The rules of the Dragonballs…it has been too long since you both died. The dragon here can only move spirits around the Otherworld and not to the living world…how am I supposed to fulfil this order when it’s impossible?”
Feeling a little lost, he hung his head low as he tried to think it all through himself, his eyes going back to June when she spoke up instead. She was certainly trying to pick out all the cards that would make him feel better, but that would probably work a little bit more if he got the answers he was looking for. It was only they who could give him answers since it was their decision to create him so they knew what they were wanting to create and why they wanted to. He needed the correct answers before he went ahead and did the wrong thing out of frustration and he was very capable of that; Vegeta had seen plenty of that.
Staring at her, it sounded as if she was finally going to be giving it straight to him before Vegeta decided to interject instead, looking to him quickly with a low growl. That was quite the annoyance he had to go through right there and it didn’t help that he had the ability to tell him these things without needing to bring his creators into it. Huffing, he looked down at himself before slowly scratching his chest in thought, finding it awfully strange how Vegeta knew all of this and he was never told. With one form still hidden from him, he would have to find ways to use it; however, all of his forms were unstable even when properly used. He had to be near death to use them and to try drowning on purpose probably wouldn’t reveal anything to him either. The only way to learn how to use those forms was to force himself into life or death battles. Growling, he slowly shook his head before looking down at his paw, flexing his fingers slowly, “’At will’…you realise what you’re suggesting, right?” He could barely control them after the Saiyans tampered with him, they had grown stronger since and a lot more unstable. He was certainly worried, but soon June decided to speak up again, his attention turning to her.
Feeling confused, Viral looked between her and Aito before frowning, having a hard time following her at first. Giving him a purpose now seemed awfully convenient, but it sounded like a hard order to fill as well. To master his forms he would need a lot more strength and power himself, but how he was supposed to obtain those powers had him at a road block. Looking to Vegeta briefly, he groaned before nodding at June only to be met with more confusion at her last request. That kind of request wasn’t something the Dragonballs could fulfil, seeing as how they had a one year limit and it had been many years now. Staring at her with concern, he sharpened his gaze before huffing, blushing slightly, “How do you know if that is possible?? The rules of the Dragonballs…it has been too long since you both died. The dragon here can only move spirits around the Otherworld and not to the living world…how am I supposed to fulfil this order when it’s impossible?”
How you feeling now, Caboose? o:
Viral let out a groan, shrugging slightly, “It’s not like it would had mattered; I wouldn’t had remembered any of it, anyway”, he sighed, but soon enough he was feeling pretty bummed out about that. He didn’t remember these two and they were wishing they did things with him while he would have never remembered any of it for it to matter. Feeling a little uncomfortable, he let out a sigh and shook his head, “It doesn’t matter. You’re here right now doing it and that’s that, right?” He didn’t want to make them feel bad because of his comments, it was already pretty hard trying to keep the negativity down and he didn’t need to continue to bring everyone down around him, “I’m fine, anyway”.
Feeling pretty bad, he kept his eyes off them for a few moments before giving a quick look back in Vegeta’s direction, sharpening his gaze on the pair as he looked back. He needed to get all these bad thoughts off his mind somehow, his balance going right off, “Vegeta and Yumi had others who knew how birthdays worked, plus I was just the servant. I still barely know what’s going on”. He really didn’t know how to feel about birthdays or even his own for that matter so they shouldn’t had been worrying so much, especially considering they were dead. Finding it a little difficult to get into the right mindset, he rolled his eyes before shaking his head, “Ehh no big deal. Anybody could had done that. You would have if you were still alive”. It was all because Vegeta had found him in his container and released him, so really it was Vegeta’s doing that he was able to do all that. They were giving him way too much credit and he definitely didn’t deserve it.
It was certainly a change that they were here, but the questions he wanted to ask didn’t sound as if they were going to be answered by them either. Anticipating their answer, he frowned a little when it turned into complimenting him for whatever reason, folding his arms in response. From the sounds of it, they were all hinting towards teaching others how to fight, but he problem was he didn’t like strangers and definitely didn’t like humans so it should had been stupid to suggest such things to him. He would have to do some searching himself from the sounds of it, already feeling uneasy about that, “Great, okay…my own wants”, he spoke lowly, shrugging a little, “You know what? I’m not some sort of robot who is only good for training people so…with that thought…nothing else comes to mind? You wanted to make life and you did, but why like this? Would it not have been easier to make a human? You must have had a reason and a purpose; you must have an idea, right? Sure, I’m happy to see you, but these questions are important to me”.
Feeling pretty bad, he kept his eyes off them for a few moments before giving a quick look back in Vegeta’s direction, sharpening his gaze on the pair as he looked back. He needed to get all these bad thoughts off his mind somehow, his balance going right off, “Vegeta and Yumi had others who knew how birthdays worked, plus I was just the servant. I still barely know what’s going on”. He really didn’t know how to feel about birthdays or even his own for that matter so they shouldn’t had been worrying so much, especially considering they were dead. Finding it a little difficult to get into the right mindset, he rolled his eyes before shaking his head, “Ehh no big deal. Anybody could had done that. You would have if you were still alive”. It was all because Vegeta had found him in his container and released him, so really it was Vegeta’s doing that he was able to do all that. They were giving him way too much credit and he definitely didn’t deserve it.
It was certainly a change that they were here, but the questions he wanted to ask didn’t sound as if they were going to be answered by them either. Anticipating their answer, he frowned a little when it turned into complimenting him for whatever reason, folding his arms in response. From the sounds of it, they were all hinting towards teaching others how to fight, but he problem was he didn’t like strangers and definitely didn’t like humans so it should had been stupid to suggest such things to him. He would have to do some searching himself from the sounds of it, already feeling uneasy about that, “Great, okay…my own wants”, he spoke lowly, shrugging a little, “You know what? I’m not some sort of robot who is only good for training people so…with that thought…nothing else comes to mind? You wanted to make life and you did, but why like this? Would it not have been easier to make a human? You must have had a reason and a purpose; you must have an idea, right? Sure, I’m happy to see you, but these questions are important to me”.
T’charrl had an idea to where he was supposed to aim when trying to get a hold of somebody on the other line, knowing he was supposed to find a certain someone first before he could open any sort of portal. Everything had been on short notice and having it after the feast definitely helped him find energy, but he’d definitely need some after if he was going to keep himself together. Rubbing his claws together was just the start of it to prepare himself and then pulling out his spirit was the next, luckily it wouldn’t damage the room either as it blasted up into life and finally form into a gateway. It definitely took a lot out of him everytime, not that he meant for it to or nothing like that. He couldn’t control the energy output since it required his entire soul to work, the reason he didn’t do it much at all. Watching as it formed he took a step back and sat down, letting out a sigh as he focused to keep it running.
Viral wasn’t sure what was happening or why this needed to be private, but T’charrl doing what he did before becoming alerted to what was happening. He didn’t know how this was appropriate to do or why he was able to do it so fast, but he was immediately nervous and worried about what he might see. Backing off slightly, he searched the portal as a figure soon appeared. It was King Kai, but this wasn’t anything interesting considering he barely knew the guy. Looking to Vegeta quickly before back, he stared at the man before immediately having to pay attention again at the mention of a present, “What? How did-…” He had no idea how this guy knew about this or what he was giving him, but when Aito first appeared in view he suddenly got really embarrassed.
He didn’t know how Vegeta managed to get a hold of his parents again after so long, especially through King Kai. Frowning a little, he looked down himself at the mention of his age before up aain, seeing June there too. He didn’t know how to take seeing them again, especially with everything they were saying to him. Frowning a little, he scratched his chest as he stared up at the pair, sighing when June tried to go through the portal, “You don’t need to apologise, considering I grew up too fast for it to matter. This is all so strange to me”. He didn’t know what to say to them, especially when everything he thought of just made him feel embarrassed. They were on the other side and dead while he was supposed to be celebrating the day he was first given life. Sighing, he shook his head, looking back up at them, “Maybe instead of worrying about the past, maybe while you’re here you can give me advice about the future and what I’m supposed to do after today is over. Give me some of that…’creator’s advice with what I’m supposed to look forward to in the future. What plans did you have for me? Is that why you never wish me a happy birthday so I wouldn’t feel confused?”
Viral wasn’t sure what was happening or why this needed to be private, but T’charrl doing what he did before becoming alerted to what was happening. He didn’t know how this was appropriate to do or why he was able to do it so fast, but he was immediately nervous and worried about what he might see. Backing off slightly, he searched the portal as a figure soon appeared. It was King Kai, but this wasn’t anything interesting considering he barely knew the guy. Looking to Vegeta quickly before back, he stared at the man before immediately having to pay attention again at the mention of a present, “What? How did-…” He had no idea how this guy knew about this or what he was giving him, but when Aito first appeared in view he suddenly got really embarrassed.
He didn’t know how Vegeta managed to get a hold of his parents again after so long, especially through King Kai. Frowning a little, he looked down himself at the mention of his age before up aain, seeing June there too. He didn’t know how to take seeing them again, especially with everything they were saying to him. Frowning a little, he scratched his chest as he stared up at the pair, sighing when June tried to go through the portal, “You don’t need to apologise, considering I grew up too fast for it to matter. This is all so strange to me”. He didn’t know what to say to them, especially when everything he thought of just made him feel embarrassed. They were on the other side and dead while he was supposed to be celebrating the day he was first given life. Sighing, he shook his head, looking back up at them, “Maybe instead of worrying about the past, maybe while you’re here you can give me advice about the future and what I’m supposed to do after today is over. Give me some of that…’creator’s advice with what I’m supposed to look forward to in the future. What plans did you have for me? Is that why you never wish me a happy birthday so I wouldn’t feel confused?”
Viral was definitely pretty suspicious over Takeshi asking for this from him, especially when it meant he was probably getting annoyed at being unable to use his blade properly. It wasn’t just a Takeshi thing to do that, anybody was capable of having such manipulating thoughts to get what they wanted when they were having trouble with it. If this boy was willing to come up to him and ask about training, then maybe there was a chance that he would be able to treat his weapon with the respect it deserved and not just as an item. For now, he was going to see if Takeshi could give his weapon the respect it deserved, but if he failed then he would just have to learn how to use it himself. For now, the whole thought of having to go elsewhere for Vegeta’s gift made him a little concerned, especially when it meant having the alien along for it too. He didn’t know what Vegeta was playing at, but if it had to be anywhere then he’d rather it was somewhere people didn’t go.
Giving Vegeta a stern look, he sighed and looked back to Takeshi and Shu, feeling unsure to whether he should trust them or take the gifts to his room instead. Shu would probably break something and Takeshi would probably take something, break it and then pretend it was Shu that did it. It was a loss-loss situation regarding that, but with an annoyed sigh he shook his head, looking back to Vegeta, “You sure know how to pick your guards…” he sighed before following along with Vegeta, not particularly wanting to have people in his room; it wasn’t as if it was dirty, but it still felt like an invasion of territory, “Don’t touch anything in my room either, not like I have my room…”
Shu simply watched the exchange silently, curious to what was going on before they made their leave bar Takeshi for guarding. Looking up at Takeshi, he did think a little about what he said, but during the time talking he was soon having a lot of doubts about Takeshi’s concept of love and his clan’s concept. Staring up at him for a moment, he sighed a little and lowered his head again, “I don’t know if it was love, really”, he spoke, waving his tail around, “I mean, I don’t fully understand that either, so maybe it was…? But love must be tough, though, because it was hard sometimes. But more in clan, stronger it be!”
T’charrl followed along quickly, the balloon since left at the party and a more serious expression on his face. He needed to mentally prepare and while it was nice to chill out for a while he still needed to get ready and make sure nothing was going to go wrong. Looking all around as they passed through the facility, he found himself pretty interested in the architecture right up until they came to Viral’s bedroom. It was pretty curious how tidy yet empty the place was with only a bed and what he guessed was a place for clothes to go. Looking around for a suitable place, he looked to Vegeta before giving a brief nod, “If you give me it just before we finish, otherwise I should be okay”, he spoke calmly, moving to the middle of the room, “I’ve just got to…uhhh…” Clasping his claws together, conjuring a blue blame before placing it down on the ground, the flames extending high in the room as he tried to do exactly what Vegeta wanted him to do before.
Giving Vegeta a stern look, he sighed and looked back to Takeshi and Shu, feeling unsure to whether he should trust them or take the gifts to his room instead. Shu would probably break something and Takeshi would probably take something, break it and then pretend it was Shu that did it. It was a loss-loss situation regarding that, but with an annoyed sigh he shook his head, looking back to Vegeta, “You sure know how to pick your guards…” he sighed before following along with Vegeta, not particularly wanting to have people in his room; it wasn’t as if it was dirty, but it still felt like an invasion of territory, “Don’t touch anything in my room either, not like I have my room…”
Shu simply watched the exchange silently, curious to what was going on before they made their leave bar Takeshi for guarding. Looking up at Takeshi, he did think a little about what he said, but during the time talking he was soon having a lot of doubts about Takeshi’s concept of love and his clan’s concept. Staring up at him for a moment, he sighed a little and lowered his head again, “I don’t know if it was love, really”, he spoke, waving his tail around, “I mean, I don’t fully understand that either, so maybe it was…? But love must be tough, though, because it was hard sometimes. But more in clan, stronger it be!”
T’charrl followed along quickly, the balloon since left at the party and a more serious expression on his face. He needed to mentally prepare and while it was nice to chill out for a while he still needed to get ready and make sure nothing was going to go wrong. Looking all around as they passed through the facility, he found himself pretty interested in the architecture right up until they came to Viral’s bedroom. It was pretty curious how tidy yet empty the place was with only a bed and what he guessed was a place for clothes to go. Looking around for a suitable place, he looked to Vegeta before giving a brief nod, “If you give me it just before we finish, otherwise I should be okay”, he spoke calmly, moving to the middle of the room, “I’ve just got to…uhhh…” Clasping his claws together, conjuring a blue blame before placing it down on the ground, the flames extending high in the room as he tried to do exactly what Vegeta wanted him to do before.
Shu was pretty confused at this point but he was willing to follow along with Takeshi and see if he knew what he was talking about, whether his guesses were correct. He had no idea how he was supposed to guess all of this, but it certainly seemed as if he knew how to and trusted him on his word. His age was definitely a curiosity and it certainly seemed as if Takeshi’s was too, but hopefully soon they’ll be able to find out and he would be all the better for it whether it came from their mother or villainous father. He wouldn’t mind knowing more about his life, especially when he was completely clueless to what life was supposed to be about after knowing his life was not what he was supposed to be living. He had been out in the wilderness missing everything he was supposed to learn about and only just learning about it all now. Giving Takeshi a good staring at, he smiled away before bouncing on his chair, squeaking a little, “Ooh! Oooh, I don’t know what age to act like! I’ve never even seen someone of a certain age many times so I don’t know how to act”, he spoke, tilting his head a little before giggling, “Six?? Baby Shu? I was adorable…? Ooh! I must have been adorable! Ooh! I’m so happy knowing I was adorable! Maybe my clan did love me…”
Viral was noticing Shu’s excitability beside Takeshi, all bouncing around and getting a little distracting. He didn’t care much, the kid was full of sugar now and it just seemed to be in his nature; however, it was difficult keeping up the façade when the kid was jumping and bouncing around everywhere. Sighing a little, he looked back to Takeshi and gave him a good long stare as he tried to make his claim. The kid certainly seemed desperate for this and was looking quite ashamed of himself for not knowing how to handle his blade, especially when he tried to act all proud and cocky with it before. Staring at him, he slowly straightened himself up and gave him a stern look, “…You need help, huh? Hmm, I suppose I could teach you”, he spoke calmly, slowly standing up and leaning on the table, “You better learn to treat that weapon like royalty because even the weakest of materials can become the strongest of weapons, shredding through the strongest of foes as if they were wet tissue. Got it…?”
As Vegeta quickly interjected and decided to take a lead in the conversation, Viral gave him a good staring at before looking to his opened gifts. He didn’t know what else there would be today, he had done everything he thought a party consisted of or at least what he was told it consisted of. Looking a little concerned, he stared at Vegeta before letting out a groan, “To my den?” he questioned him, trying to understand what he was getting at before letting out a sigh, “Alright, fine. I don’t want anybody touching my gifts; I don’t want them going missing or losing parts when they’re my first I’ve ever had”. He didn’t know what this was supposed to be or why he had to go somewhere else, especially to his den of all places. There was nowhere else that was private like his room was, especially when nobody dared to go in there. Glancing over at T’charrl who decided to come over to, he began to grow a little paranoid considering that meant it was going to mostly be the main group for this; he didn’t want it to end up being another surprise, he didn’t know if he could cope with that again for today.
Viral was noticing Shu’s excitability beside Takeshi, all bouncing around and getting a little distracting. He didn’t care much, the kid was full of sugar now and it just seemed to be in his nature; however, it was difficult keeping up the façade when the kid was jumping and bouncing around everywhere. Sighing a little, he looked back to Takeshi and gave him a good long stare as he tried to make his claim. The kid certainly seemed desperate for this and was looking quite ashamed of himself for not knowing how to handle his blade, especially when he tried to act all proud and cocky with it before. Staring at him, he slowly straightened himself up and gave him a stern look, “…You need help, huh? Hmm, I suppose I could teach you”, he spoke calmly, slowly standing up and leaning on the table, “You better learn to treat that weapon like royalty because even the weakest of materials can become the strongest of weapons, shredding through the strongest of foes as if they were wet tissue. Got it…?”
As Vegeta quickly interjected and decided to take a lead in the conversation, Viral gave him a good staring at before looking to his opened gifts. He didn’t know what else there would be today, he had done everything he thought a party consisted of or at least what he was told it consisted of. Looking a little concerned, he stared at Vegeta before letting out a groan, “To my den?” he questioned him, trying to understand what he was getting at before letting out a sigh, “Alright, fine. I don’t want anybody touching my gifts; I don’t want them going missing or losing parts when they’re my first I’ve ever had”. He didn’t know what this was supposed to be or why he had to go somewhere else, especially to his den of all places. There was nowhere else that was private like his room was, especially when nobody dared to go in there. Glancing over at T’charrl who decided to come over to, he began to grow a little paranoid considering that meant it was going to mostly be the main group for this; he didn’t want it to end up being another surprise, he didn’t know if he could cope with that again for today.
Shu thought it might be pretty nice to have a little celebration for himself since he was still alive and kicking too, finding it pretty pleasant that there was such a thing to celebrate. If Viral could have one then they all could have one, but he didn’t know when they all should be celebrated or what. He would be fine with just his friends to feel happy around when it came to his age, especially when he wasn’t entirely sure to what his age was or what his day of birth was; he didn’t even know how to count a year, but it still made him curious. If birthdays were anything like this one, he would be quite happy to receive presents from others so long as it wasn’t forced. He did like receiving gifts, but he wanted to be able to give back eventually too. Tilting his head a little, he bounced happily on his chair, “Ooh! No know? But I thought you knew how to count days…” he spoke, giving it a think over before smiling again, “Maybe you could choose? You know how to count, but you do! You could choose yours easily!”
Viral didn’t know what to think of this, feeling as if he should be showing a little more appreciation for what he was being given. It was all just too strange for him still and showing appreciation for free things was proving difficult, especially when he hadn’t done anything to earn them. Shifting in his seat a little, he looked to Ikura before slowly down at the gifts again, “Indeed, now all I need to know is how you made my weapon, but probably another time”. He didn’t want to talk about personal stuff around all these people and it was bad enough that this was all probably because he had been having it hard adjusting. With there being older people and a kid around, he wasn’t really willing to pull out his weapon and show it off while sparking up questions about it. He knew his weapon was connected to him, he could feel it in his gut, but he was willing to hold off on the questions until he was alone.
With Ikura all done and still a few to go apparently, Viral was soon forced to shift himself into Takeshi’s direction rather than Vegeta who decided to present his gift as well. He didn’t think Takeshi had anything for him, not like he had been expecting anything at all today, but it was still a surprise. Watching him curiously, he directed himself down to the wrapped gift and pulled at it gently, “Thanks…you sure Shu had anything to do with it?” he asked him, seeing as how the kid was as clueless to the surprise party as he was. Pulling at the wrapping and flicking it lightly, he looked inside at the training weights, finding them pretty curious before his eyes went back to Takeshi, “Weights, huh? Are you calling me weak?” Smirking at Takeshi in amusement over his own joke, it faded as quickly as it came when Takeshi continued on with a request instead. Staring at him, he frowned slightly at the request before slowly folding his arms, “So, you’ve figured you can’t do it alone, huh?” he sighed before shrugging, looking down at his gifts, “I suppose I could…if you treat it with respect. I’m not going to if you treat your sword as some sort of toy, got it?”
Viral didn’t know what to think of this, feeling as if he should be showing a little more appreciation for what he was being given. It was all just too strange for him still and showing appreciation for free things was proving difficult, especially when he hadn’t done anything to earn them. Shifting in his seat a little, he looked to Ikura before slowly down at the gifts again, “Indeed, now all I need to know is how you made my weapon, but probably another time”. He didn’t want to talk about personal stuff around all these people and it was bad enough that this was all probably because he had been having it hard adjusting. With there being older people and a kid around, he wasn’t really willing to pull out his weapon and show it off while sparking up questions about it. He knew his weapon was connected to him, he could feel it in his gut, but he was willing to hold off on the questions until he was alone.
With Ikura all done and still a few to go apparently, Viral was soon forced to shift himself into Takeshi’s direction rather than Vegeta who decided to present his gift as well. He didn’t think Takeshi had anything for him, not like he had been expecting anything at all today, but it was still a surprise. Watching him curiously, he directed himself down to the wrapped gift and pulled at it gently, “Thanks…you sure Shu had anything to do with it?” he asked him, seeing as how the kid was as clueless to the surprise party as he was. Pulling at the wrapping and flicking it lightly, he looked inside at the training weights, finding them pretty curious before his eyes went back to Takeshi, “Weights, huh? Are you calling me weak?” Smirking at Takeshi in amusement over his own joke, it faded as quickly as it came when Takeshi continued on with a request instead. Staring at him, he frowned slightly at the request before slowly folding his arms, “So, you’ve figured you can’t do it alone, huh?” he sighed before shrugging, looking down at his gifts, “I suppose I could…if you treat it with respect. I’m not going to if you treat your sword as some sort of toy, got it?”
Shu continued to give Takeshi a good staring at, a big frown on his face before he tilted his head, keeping his eyes on Takeshi, “I’m not pouting…what is pouting? I wouldn’t do that”, he spoke before giggling when Takeshi ruffled his hair up. Waving his hands around quickly to get Takeshi away, he looked up and smiled at him again, slowly scooting over closer on his chair as he stared up at him, “Really…? I’d like that very much! My bornday will be great! Umm, I mean birthday”. He was trying with Takeshi’s language, but there were some things he forgot easily and that did make him feel a little behind the times with his way of speaking. He did want to fit in despite how odd and different he looked compared to his brother. Shu didn’t know what kind of cake he’d want, he only had that one cake and it was delicious so he wouldn’t mind trying some other types of cake, “Buy a cake…? Maybe Miss Yumi knows? When is your birthday…?”
Viral gave Yumi a pretty strong stare, as if a little insulted by what she said and wanted her to rephrase it. Making it sound as if he wore very little was probably not the best wording, but he’d forgive her for that. Pulling the clothes towards himself before placing them to the side, he patted them down gently, “That would be handy; I’m sick of wearing generic Saiyan gear and worn down clothes…” he muttered before looking back up at her, giving her a nod, “This is very kind of you; now, here’s hoping I can hold onto it just as well”. He was a little worried about abruptly changing and wrecking his clothes or getting them ripped during battle, especially when people had a habit of stabbing and slashing him with nasty weapons.
Viral would have to put the clothes to the side along with the rest of his gifts aside as he still had to get through the few that were left. By the looks of it, it was Ikura’s turn to give a gift over and was immediately putting it down the moment he handed it over. He didn’t care if it was simplistic, it was still a gift for him and he never got anything until today. Opening it up, he stared at the contents for a second before lifting up the rock and an oil bottle from the contents. He knew what they were when he put them all together, but he didn’t know what the voucher was for. Reading the name on the voucher, he gasped a little when Ikura gave him a hug, looking to him when he pulled away before receiving a ruffling to his hair. Placing down the items and fixing his hair, he narrowed his gaze before frowning a little, letting out a sigh as he turned back to his gift, “It’s just a question of what direction upwards I’ll be going, huh”, he spoke calmly, closing the box and placing it to the side carefully, “Thank you. My weapon has been looking pretty pitiful lately, especially after all the…uhh, battling”.
Viral gave Yumi a pretty strong stare, as if a little insulted by what she said and wanted her to rephrase it. Making it sound as if he wore very little was probably not the best wording, but he’d forgive her for that. Pulling the clothes towards himself before placing them to the side, he patted them down gently, “That would be handy; I’m sick of wearing generic Saiyan gear and worn down clothes…” he muttered before looking back up at her, giving her a nod, “This is very kind of you; now, here’s hoping I can hold onto it just as well”. He was a little worried about abruptly changing and wrecking his clothes or getting them ripped during battle, especially when people had a habit of stabbing and slashing him with nasty weapons.
Viral would have to put the clothes to the side along with the rest of his gifts aside as he still had to get through the few that were left. By the looks of it, it was Ikura’s turn to give a gift over and was immediately putting it down the moment he handed it over. He didn’t care if it was simplistic, it was still a gift for him and he never got anything until today. Opening it up, he stared at the contents for a second before lifting up the rock and an oil bottle from the contents. He knew what they were when he put them all together, but he didn’t know what the voucher was for. Reading the name on the voucher, he gasped a little when Ikura gave him a hug, looking to him when he pulled away before receiving a ruffling to his hair. Placing down the items and fixing his hair, he narrowed his gaze before frowning a little, letting out a sigh as he turned back to his gift, “It’s just a question of what direction upwards I’ll be going, huh”, he spoke calmly, closing the box and placing it to the side carefully, “Thank you. My weapon has been looking pretty pitiful lately, especially after all the…uhh, battling”.
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