T’charrl fell to the ground with a bounce, his back burning from the impact. He was lucky that he wasn’t killed by an attack like that, but it sure did do a good bit of damage and disabled his wings. Hissing angrily, he pushed his chest off the ground while his other two set of claws moved to his chest. His orb was glowing bright after that, the pain in his chest overpowering for a second there. Slowly managing to push him to his feet, he hunched forward as he slowly looked around, hissing lowly as the boy taunted him once more, “…Lowly…alien…? You do not belong on this planet!” he shouted, holding his claws out and trying to expel the energy that was beginning to build up by firing it in all directions around him, trying to hit the Saiyan.
Shu hoped he was going to have a good chance at flying properly soon enough if he was now able to keep in the air this long. It felt so strange, but he also didn’t like the possibility that he might just end up falling straight to the planet again if he stopped concentrating on flying. Keeping in the air, he stared at Takeshi with a little frown, giving a little nod, “I knowwww, but you could had warned meeeee”, he spoke, eventually giving a smile and flapping his arms around, “I wanna learn how to do neat magic tricks! I wonder if I’ll get to do anything like that…or maybe not! You wouldn’t want me taking your moves, right?” He knew Takeshi would be upset if he ended up being able to do something, knowing he liked being unique from time to time.
Feeling a lot more confident over his flying, he watched Takeshi give his little demonstration as he tilted his head, giving a little smile at the figure, “Ooohhh, oh yeahhh. I remember that! Back and forth! Energy off, energy front”, he spoke, holding his hands out and moving them around, “Backwards is better than going into the ground really fast”. Feeling confident that he could do it, something soon caught his attention as the feeling of strange energy built up from nearby. Frowning a little, he looked to Takeshi quickly and nodded, flailing his arms to get him to move towards Takeshi as he grabbed at his back, “A Saiyan?? Why is there a Saiyan here…? Oooohhh, friend T'charrl isn't a Saiyan, so who...?”
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T’charrl didn’t know who this guy was, but the air about his was definitely off-putting. He smelled terrible, his attitude was completely off and he had power that he was just freely flaunting around. T’charrl had to get his mind straight and think clearly, not wanting to lose it against someone like this. Hissing lowly, he narrowed his gaze slightly and moved into a defensive pose at the mention of the boy being a Saiyan. He didn’t know how to identify Saiyans from non-Saiyans yet, probably none of his kind did when Takeshi came along with Shu saying they were both Saiyans too, but that didn’t matter right now. Looking around quickly at the mention of the environment, he gave the boy a good glaring at, “Ugly? You’re the one with the tiny eyes and tiny snout!” This kid was in no position to threaten him and it was easy to see he was getting all riled up. Keeping his stance, he stared at the kid but when he was suddenly threatened with a Ki blast he raised his wings and suddenly jumped with a great spring up, darting down at the kid from a few metres above with two left swings, “You’ll do no such thing!”
Shu hoped he would be able to fly without crashing by the end of the day, his enthusiasm for what was happening well beyond the thought of eating right now. It was rare for him to have this much attention in doing something, but he recognised how important it was for him to learn all of this and how he was supposed to get back on Takeshi’s level of learning when it came to Ki control. Having fun propelling himself backwards at a slow pace, he looked to Takeshi curiously before squeaking when Takeshi decided to fly straight for him, looking like he was going to hit him. Raising his limbs to cower behind, he shut his eyes tight and braced for impact only for nothing to happen, a finger instead being prodded into his shoulder. Squeaking a little, he looked to Takeshi and frowned, shaking his head, “I don’t want to do that! It’s mean! I could have wet myself…” he spoke, looking down at himself before trying to grab Takeshi, “I wanna learn how to slow down or stop if I’m going really fast though! I don’t want to crash again!”
Shu hoped he would be able to fly without crashing by the end of the day, his enthusiasm for what was happening well beyond the thought of eating right now. It was rare for him to have this much attention in doing something, but he recognised how important it was for him to learn all of this and how he was supposed to get back on Takeshi’s level of learning when it came to Ki control. Having fun propelling himself backwards at a slow pace, he looked to Takeshi curiously before squeaking when Takeshi decided to fly straight for him, looking like he was going to hit him. Raising his limbs to cower behind, he shut his eyes tight and braced for impact only for nothing to happen, a finger instead being prodded into his shoulder. Squeaking a little, he looked to Takeshi and frowned, shaking his head, “I don’t want to do that! It’s mean! I could have wet myself…” he spoke, looking down at himself before trying to grab Takeshi, “I wanna learn how to slow down or stop if I’m going really fast though! I don’t want to crash again!”
Shu was having fun with this, even if he wasn’t getting it fully. He had the floating thing down and was managing to stay there, but he knew if he relaxed too much he would probably drop down to the ground and that would be that for the training. It was going well now that he was moving, but he just needed to go forward now. Looking to Takeshi as he gave his approval, he smiled away as he tried to stop himself, almost slowly rolling over onto his back in the air upon doing so. It was as if he was floating on water, his balance still pretty off, “I was only doing one side? Ooohhh…” He figured he would screw up somehow with that, his training from creating the Ki using one hand probably bringing out that problem. Looking to his hands, he soon quickly had to look up at Takeshi as he gathered Ki and decided to go spinning instead. Giggling at his actions, he clapped quickly before nodding, holding out his hands and sure enough was going straight if backwards this time, “I’m doing it! I’m not spinning all spin, spin!”
T’charrl wasn’t going to let this stranger beat him and with the attacks cutting close he was sure it wasn’t Takeshi and definitely someone trying to attack him. However they found Takeshi’s house, he didn’t know, but he had to keep himself safe and calm. Keeping a hold of his Ki, he looked around slowly, his antennae twitching before realising another attack was coming straight for him. Hissing, he threw his Ki orb right for it, he soon had to watch out for even more that all came from different places. Gasping, he ducked close to the ground to avoid one, bounce forward to avoid another before making a sudden dash across the ground. He wasn’t sure why someone was attacking him if only because he looked strange, but trying to kill him was going too far. Hissing, he pushed himself up and bounced to his feet, looking around quickly before finally spotting a stranger on top of Takeshi’s house. This wasn’t good at all, this kid was a complete stranger and had somehow managed to find this location, even when he had been keeping his energy levels low, “Who are you?? What are you doing here?!” he hissed angrily, trying to calm himself again, “This is not your home!”
T’charrl wasn’t going to let this stranger beat him and with the attacks cutting close he was sure it wasn’t Takeshi and definitely someone trying to attack him. However they found Takeshi’s house, he didn’t know, but he had to keep himself safe and calm. Keeping a hold of his Ki, he looked around slowly, his antennae twitching before realising another attack was coming straight for him. Hissing, he threw his Ki orb right for it, he soon had to watch out for even more that all came from different places. Gasping, he ducked close to the ground to avoid one, bounce forward to avoid another before making a sudden dash across the ground. He wasn’t sure why someone was attacking him if only because he looked strange, but trying to kill him was going too far. Hissing, he pushed himself up and bounced to his feet, looking around quickly before finally spotting a stranger on top of Takeshi’s house. This wasn’t good at all, this kid was a complete stranger and had somehow managed to find this location, even when he had been keeping his energy levels low, “Who are you?? What are you doing here?!” he hissed angrily, trying to calm himself again, “This is not your home!”
Kalama do you believe in stereotypes?
My grandad was in the Navy and it's not really changed, except they actually DO things nowadays. Maybe. I'm quite serious about the 'you can be in the Navy with one working hand' when one of the guys he had was nearly fully paralysed after a shrapnel blast but worked on navigation.
He even knew of one badass guy who literally held in his guts and ran to their ships like that, despite that the guy survived and was just all like 'please stitch me up, thanks'.
During WW2, they say all these big Navy things happened but it was actually extremely rare which is why certain events are pretty well known in history books. The most he did was roam around Egyptian waters and the guys would throw food over the walls for all the poor people to eat, other than that nothing happened despite the boat being huge and pretty badass looking.
Vena Sera said
Don't be hating on my Navy D:
My grandad was in the Navy and it's not really changed, except they actually DO things nowadays. Maybe. I'm quite serious about the 'you can be in the Navy with one working hand' when one of the guys he had was nearly fully paralysed after a shrapnel blast but worked on navigation.
He even knew of one badass guy who literally held in his guts and ran to their ships like that, despite that the guy survived and was just all like 'please stitch me up, thanks'.
During WW2, they say all these big Navy things happened but it was actually extremely rare which is why certain events are pretty well known in history books. The most he did was roam around Egyptian waters and the guys would throw food over the walls for all the poor people to eat, other than that nothing happened despite the boat being huge and pretty badass looking.
Shu was pretty happy that he was finding himself in the air, the height he was at not being too great but something surprising nonetheless. If he could keep this up then maybe he’ll be flying like Takeshi in no time, but that meant being able to move around in the air too without ending up falling out of the sky instead. Feeling all giddy, he watched as Takeshi went up to meet him, wobbling around in the air as if struggling to find balance, “Ooh! Oohhh I can do this, see?” he squeaked, smiling at Takeshi. He was a little afraid of moving considering he was going very fast last time and while he did enjoy it, he always had trouble landing when he could fly and going super-fast would mean he would definitely fall just as fast. Staring at Takeshi, he gave a little nod, “Uh huh…like running or jumping…right?” he asked up as he watched the demonstration, holding out his hands in front of him as if trying to push the air. Slowly he began to move through the air backwards, his legs and tail trailing behind his steady flight backwards, “Weeee! Look at me! Much fun! Much fun, yeah!” Even though he wasn’t going anywhere, he was still having a lot of fun and even manage to turn, even if it was just him going around in circles, “Is this good?? Am I doing it right?”
T’charrl was pretty nervous right now, finding himself stuck and trying terribly to relax. Just what was the strange smell, especially when it was making him feel so uneasy? Shifting his feet a little, he looked around calmly before slowly moving out of the house’s vicinity, just incase there was something behind it, “…H-Hello…? Is someone there? Takeshi…?” he asked out, looking all around him before suddenly gasping as there was a sudden increase in energy. The increase was small, but he could recognise it but not know where it was coming from. Suddenly becoming alerted, he looked around hastily before suddenly needing to dodge in place as a Ki orb suddenly whizzed by him, a jump coming out of him as another just narrowly missed him. That definitely wasn’t Takeshi unless he was playing some sort of cruel game, his wings flaring up and flapping rapidly, “Who’s there?? This isn’t funny!” he shouted out, using his own Ki as he gathered a ball of his own in his hand.
T’charrl was pretty nervous right now, finding himself stuck and trying terribly to relax. Just what was the strange smell, especially when it was making him feel so uneasy? Shifting his feet a little, he looked around calmly before slowly moving out of the house’s vicinity, just incase there was something behind it, “…H-Hello…? Is someone there? Takeshi…?” he asked out, looking all around him before suddenly gasping as there was a sudden increase in energy. The increase was small, but he could recognise it but not know where it was coming from. Suddenly becoming alerted, he looked around hastily before suddenly needing to dodge in place as a Ki orb suddenly whizzed by him, a jump coming out of him as another just narrowly missed him. That definitely wasn’t Takeshi unless he was playing some sort of cruel game, his wings flaring up and flapping rapidly, “Who’s there?? This isn’t funny!” he shouted out, using his own Ki as he gathered a ball of his own in his hand.
Shu shook his head quickly, bouncing a little on his toes, “Not like I’m floating, no!” he squeaked, feeling a little frustrated that he couldn’t explain himself properly, “Like the water is all around me and is heavy and hard to move…like all kick and more kick…” Kicking his foot around, he soon stopped and stared at Takeshi again, trying to see if he would go with that plan instead. He thought it was a good idea since it meant he had some sort of urgency to follow up from, making a response a little more prompt than simply trying for the sake of it. He really wanted to learn how to do it for his sake and his brother’s sake, knowing he could end up in the worst of spots if he had to rely on him for everything. Smiling a little, he looked to his arm and squeaked as he was pulled closer to Takeshi, “I’m ready! I can do it!” Staring down at the ground at first, he felt confused as to when three came when counting for it before he was suddenly thrown on up into the air. Flailing at first, he quickly tried to find his centre and release his energy again, hoping he might fly. In the end, Shu soon found himself floating in the air, his arms flailing, “Whooo! Fly, fly, fly! Ah! How do I move again??”
T’charrl was trying to find his centre, his training in his own energy requiring him to find peace before he could continue. He needed to connect with his spirit first, separating his Ki and keeping that down. It wasn’t a long process, but it did require quiet and concentration, almost like meditation. It was certainly a lot easier by himself than with others, but it didn’t mean he had difficulty finding his centre around his friends. He had better concentration during everyday life ever since his change when he was with his friends. Letting out a sigh after taking a deep breath, his antennae twitched a little as some strange smell lingered through the fields. Certainly odd and a little off-putting, he looked around cautiously but couldn’t see anything that might give off the smell. He shouldn’t let such things distract him, but something was off-putting about it. While it was important that he trained his abilities, he was certainly feeling uneasy right now.
T’charrl was trying to find his centre, his training in his own energy requiring him to find peace before he could continue. He needed to connect with his spirit first, separating his Ki and keeping that down. It wasn’t a long process, but it did require quiet and concentration, almost like meditation. It was certainly a lot easier by himself than with others, but it didn’t mean he had difficulty finding his centre around his friends. He had better concentration during everyday life ever since his change when he was with his friends. Letting out a sigh after taking a deep breath, his antennae twitched a little as some strange smell lingered through the fields. Certainly odd and a little off-putting, he looked around cautiously but couldn’t see anything that might give off the smell. He shouldn’t let such things distract him, but something was off-putting about it. While it was important that he trained his abilities, he was certainly feeling uneasy right now.
T’charrl was certainly getting the hang of it as he juggled an orb around, trying to keep it in shape without it without it exploding. If he could keep this under control then he could only further his ability to control the flow of energy through his body. He was definitely okay with training by himself, finding the wide open field nice and relaxing when he was in no immediate danger of being found by the locals. Giving himself enough space, he shifted the energy around on his arms before throwing the Ki into the air before catching it calmly and allowing it to dissipate. His own energy would need to find control too, his mind not particularly capable of finding a centre with that quite yet. To him his own energy felt pretty weak or rather brittle, easily broken and difficult to control. He should probably work on that too, especially now that he had pretty good control with his Ki. It was the most important aspect about him finding control, especially when it meant whether his friends would be free from harm or not.
Shu didn’t much enjoy bouncing up into the air like that, finding the landing to be particularly sore too. He landed on his backside after his little spurt of flight, slowly getting up again and rubbing it sorely. That was a bit of a bummer, he thought he had it too. Letting out a sigh, he looked back up to Takeshi, “I don’t know about landing better…just not on my face”, he spoke, giving a little smile before shaking his head as he looked downwards, “I don’t mean to put out so much energy, but I’ll try better!” He would rather he managed to get his output under control so he could just use a little bit of energy to fly, hoping he wouldn’t lose it all and end up dropping to the ground anyway because he got tired.
Watching Takeshi as he gave a little demonstration, he watched as he floated up and gave him a smile. He was sure he could do that if he kept his energy low, especially when he knew how to fly in the first place. Watching him curiously, he squeaked when Takeshi suddenly blasted up into the air, watching him all the way up. That was something he wanted to avoid for the majority, seeing as how that’s what happened most of the time when he tried to fly. Watching as he came back down to the planet, he tilted his head before looking down at his legs, patting his knees, “Ooh, I don’t know…I mean, it feels like I’m in a lot of water”, he spoke, looking up at Takeshi with a smile, “I think I just have a lot of energy, is all. It needs to go further down to my feet! Hopefully not my tail, though…what would even happen there…? Maybe if I was thrown up into the air like you did to me when we were fighting I might manage some more...?”
Shu didn’t much enjoy bouncing up into the air like that, finding the landing to be particularly sore too. He landed on his backside after his little spurt of flight, slowly getting up again and rubbing it sorely. That was a bit of a bummer, he thought he had it too. Letting out a sigh, he looked back up to Takeshi, “I don’t know about landing better…just not on my face”, he spoke, giving a little smile before shaking his head as he looked downwards, “I don’t mean to put out so much energy, but I’ll try better!” He would rather he managed to get his output under control so he could just use a little bit of energy to fly, hoping he wouldn’t lose it all and end up dropping to the ground anyway because he got tired.
Watching Takeshi as he gave a little demonstration, he watched as he floated up and gave him a smile. He was sure he could do that if he kept his energy low, especially when he knew how to fly in the first place. Watching him curiously, he squeaked when Takeshi suddenly blasted up into the air, watching him all the way up. That was something he wanted to avoid for the majority, seeing as how that’s what happened most of the time when he tried to fly. Watching as he came back down to the planet, he tilted his head before looking down at his legs, patting his knees, “Ooh, I don’t know…I mean, it feels like I’m in a lot of water”, he spoke, looking up at Takeshi with a smile, “I think I just have a lot of energy, is all. It needs to go further down to my feet! Hopefully not my tail, though…what would even happen there…? Maybe if I was thrown up into the air like you did to me when we were fighting I might manage some more...?”
Kalamadea said
I don't know if this is true for the Army, but I believe the Navy doesn't care as long as you don't break anything. Army may be different since it's more infantry based.
The Navy don't care so long as you have a working hand (just one) since you're on a boat for most if not all of your time...surrounded by other men.
And people wonder why the Navy have such a bad reputation.
The Army, however, would question you if you wear glasses or have boobs.
Viral trusted Aito; he just didn’t trust himself. He was just a soldier, he couldn’t possibly accomplish everything like that. He had been made with so much potential and had failed at everything he had tried; it was even a wonder that they saw him with the potential to fight in the war. He could probably kill individuals who were trouble, but of course none of them would give him the chance to. He didn’t have a chance when it came to Saiyans, but if Aito believed in him so he was going to try and believe him, “Re-attuning? Just…re-attuning myself…” he spoke lowly, thinking about it, “My abilities are something no other creature has, but mastering is on a different plain altogether. It is true I don’t get ill, but…it might lead to…other desires…” Part of his immortality was his resistance to disease, something that many humans desired. The RRA were probably after it not to mention the King was after it, so that notion made him definitely feel concerned. It was a confliction that was steadily setting in his mind, whether he was being paranoid or not.
Maybe that was the reason the RRA saw him as a threat at the time, the man who helped create him must had deep religious feelings towards it to keep the human race pure; however, the thought of creating an army who could never die to disease, the biggest killer of soldiers, was definitely something they would want to have at their disposal. What a horrible confliction, but he couldn’t stop his creator. He should had been killed ages ago for what he did; being a failure to his creator was just dishonourable, “I’ll…possibly…see you soon”, he spoke, looking back up to the portal, “I will fulfil your orders and try my best to regain control of myself. I am not a weakling…”
With the party and the day over and done with, everything calmed down and the next day Shu and Takeshi were out and about with the aim to train in the art of flying. With T’charrl already clearly knowing how to fly, he was left back in the middle of nowhere at Takeshi’s house to try and train up his Ki. With the training he had received before he was definitely getting a lot better at it, managing to bring himself to summon Ki at will and practice throwing it like he had done before. He had a lot of energy today and he felt pretty good, keeping in mind that he had his friends to guide him. He was managing to keep his mentality in check and hold it all together, even without his friends to remind him who he was. He hoped to have it completely down by the end of the day, his desire to get stronger was definitely beginning to rival that of a Saiyan.
Shu, on the other hand, was having a ton of fun with learning how to fly again. He always had a great time with Takeshi, whether it was for the good for his health or going to wreck it. He knew the risks of flying and how he could easily crash and get horribly injured again, but at least Takeshi knew of several places to go to get him all healed up. Flying couldn’t be too hard now that he was getting used to using Ki again, even if his Ki was beyond powerful compared to the rest of his body. It was just too erratic for him to handle, but he would soon enough get a leash on it and under his control again. Getting all excited, he practically vibrated on his feet as Takeshi spoke to him, nodding a lot as he instructed him on flying, “Okay! Okay, okay! I can do it the right way, I promise!” he smiled before bouncing on his feet, trying to loosen up, “I want to just move it in my feet and out of my feet! Ohhh, then why does it feel like it wants to come out my knees too…”
It was definitely a difficulty he had to live with right now, having so much energy that he could barely keep it at bay. If Takeshi was going to help him in any way it would definitely be to catch him if he fell from the sky again. Trying to find his centre, he placed his feet flat on the ground and raised his hands, trying to guide his energy down steadily like he did before; however, before he could find control in his Ki he floated upwards rapidly, a little too quickly as he flailed before dropping back down to the ground. Flying by himself was pretty scary, probably because of a bunch of flashbacks of the bad constantly plagued his mind at the same time. Just because he was all happy didn’t mean he wasn’t scared, finding it as just his way to cope with certain situations.
Maybe that was the reason the RRA saw him as a threat at the time, the man who helped create him must had deep religious feelings towards it to keep the human race pure; however, the thought of creating an army who could never die to disease, the biggest killer of soldiers, was definitely something they would want to have at their disposal. What a horrible confliction, but he couldn’t stop his creator. He should had been killed ages ago for what he did; being a failure to his creator was just dishonourable, “I’ll…possibly…see you soon”, he spoke, looking back up to the portal, “I will fulfil your orders and try my best to regain control of myself. I am not a weakling…”
With the party and the day over and done with, everything calmed down and the next day Shu and Takeshi were out and about with the aim to train in the art of flying. With T’charrl already clearly knowing how to fly, he was left back in the middle of nowhere at Takeshi’s house to try and train up his Ki. With the training he had received before he was definitely getting a lot better at it, managing to bring himself to summon Ki at will and practice throwing it like he had done before. He had a lot of energy today and he felt pretty good, keeping in mind that he had his friends to guide him. He was managing to keep his mentality in check and hold it all together, even without his friends to remind him who he was. He hoped to have it completely down by the end of the day, his desire to get stronger was definitely beginning to rival that of a Saiyan.
Shu, on the other hand, was having a ton of fun with learning how to fly again. He always had a great time with Takeshi, whether it was for the good for his health or going to wreck it. He knew the risks of flying and how he could easily crash and get horribly injured again, but at least Takeshi knew of several places to go to get him all healed up. Flying couldn’t be too hard now that he was getting used to using Ki again, even if his Ki was beyond powerful compared to the rest of his body. It was just too erratic for him to handle, but he would soon enough get a leash on it and under his control again. Getting all excited, he practically vibrated on his feet as Takeshi spoke to him, nodding a lot as he instructed him on flying, “Okay! Okay, okay! I can do it the right way, I promise!” he smiled before bouncing on his feet, trying to loosen up, “I want to just move it in my feet and out of my feet! Ohhh, then why does it feel like it wants to come out my knees too…”
It was definitely a difficulty he had to live with right now, having so much energy that he could barely keep it at bay. If Takeshi was going to help him in any way it would definitely be to catch him if he fell from the sky again. Trying to find his centre, he placed his feet flat on the ground and raised his hands, trying to guide his energy down steadily like he did before; however, before he could find control in his Ki he floated upwards rapidly, a little too quickly as he flailed before dropping back down to the ground. Flying by himself was pretty scary, probably because of a bunch of flashbacks of the bad constantly plagued his mind at the same time. Just because he was all happy didn’t mean he wasn’t scared, finding it as just his way to cope with certain situations.
Having a little struggle with his powers would had been better than full out trying to learn how to use them willingly when often they were reactions to near-death events. Viral didn’t have much confidence in all that when he barely knew how they worked. He wouldn’t know how to start with his training and all of them having so much confidence in him and his abilities; hell, he probably had a better chance at sprouting wings than learning how to control these forms. Being quick to learn wasn’t the same as trying to keep control of a form where control seemed to be an issue, especially when it was as if the forms themselves knew they were stronger than him and he was nothing more than a vessel. Feeling a little lost for words, he frowned as he stared at June, giving her a sharp look, “’Made to do it’…hmph, yeah you would know; you made me”, he spoke, folding his arms, “You do have more to come back for other than just thinking ‘why not’, right? Think of all the people who knew you’d died and how they must feel…”
This was an awful lot to try and take in, thinking he was going to be essentially their saviour and bringing them back from the grave. It was a pretty odd feeling, knowing there was going to be people still around who knew they were dead only to see them alive once more. Something about that made him feel uneasy, but he was going to excuse it for now while more important matters needed to be attended to. Looking to Vegeta momentarily, he groaned and looked away again as he scratched at his side. The subject of ownership wasn’t an easy one to take, especially when it meant ownership of himself too. It was like listening to a board meeting regarding people’s jobs and someone was going to get fired.
There was definitely a lot of concern building up in his mind, his entire future was completely uncertain with these new developments. Feeling lost and confused, he looked between the groups before to Aito as he spoke to him again. Growling lowly and held his head low, “It…wouldn’t had mattered whether you taught me or not. What I knew was simply leftovers from the forced transformation to kill you, the rest has been…recently developed”, he spoke calmly, “The rest of my combat skills are simply muscle memory. I’ll do what I can, but how I do it I am not fully sure…” If Vegeta had any idea then that was all good, he would be able to learn from him; however, the kid didn’t even know he had such forms until probably a week ago. Their training probably wouldn’t be able to take place on Earth, he still had his mental state to work on, meaning after they left they would have about a week’s worth of travelling to get the Dragonballs. Looking back up at Aito and June, he sighed and nodded slightly, “I will try and keep on top of my training and…I’ll try and get the Namekian Dragonballs. I do not wish to be weak anymore”.
This was an awful lot to try and take in, thinking he was going to be essentially their saviour and bringing them back from the grave. It was a pretty odd feeling, knowing there was going to be people still around who knew they were dead only to see them alive once more. Something about that made him feel uneasy, but he was going to excuse it for now while more important matters needed to be attended to. Looking to Vegeta momentarily, he groaned and looked away again as he scratched at his side. The subject of ownership wasn’t an easy one to take, especially when it meant ownership of himself too. It was like listening to a board meeting regarding people’s jobs and someone was going to get fired.
There was definitely a lot of concern building up in his mind, his entire future was completely uncertain with these new developments. Feeling lost and confused, he looked between the groups before to Aito as he spoke to him again. Growling lowly and held his head low, “It…wouldn’t had mattered whether you taught me or not. What I knew was simply leftovers from the forced transformation to kill you, the rest has been…recently developed”, he spoke calmly, “The rest of my combat skills are simply muscle memory. I’ll do what I can, but how I do it I am not fully sure…” If Vegeta had any idea then that was all good, he would be able to learn from him; however, the kid didn’t even know he had such forms until probably a week ago. Their training probably wouldn’t be able to take place on Earth, he still had his mental state to work on, meaning after they left they would have about a week’s worth of travelling to get the Dragonballs. Looking back up at Aito and June, he sighed and nodded slightly, “I will try and keep on top of my training and…I’ll try and get the Namekian Dragonballs. I do not wish to be weak anymore”.
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