Shu had a lot to learn about the world and did hope he could learn as much as he could, but it was certainly pretty difficult when he was often travelling and away from those things. It would be nice if he could have some time with Takeshi or the others and learning how things worked and what was normal to all these people, just so he knew what he was supposed to know and whether it was good knowing it in the first place. Letting out a sigh, he slowly lowered his head and slowly rubbed his neck upon the thought of Yumi. He would like a hug from her sometime, feeling as if he was missing them now that she was always busy. Looking up to Takeshi, he frowned a little as he nodded before giving a smile when Takeshi seemed to get an idea, tilting his head, “Ooh? Okay! How much longer do you think it will take now? Poor Kai all alone and maybe by himself…he might like some food too if it’s cooked properly! How does it look?”
Viral really didn’t know if he could do this and would rather he had something artificial to hit around, even something that was prey possibly. He didn’t know how he would handle fighting someone on this ship, the thought itself was a worrying one when he could easily lose control and end up in a worse condition than he was already. The thought of attacking the kid would probably set him on the bad list for everyone since it’d mean dragging around a corpse if he killed the kid. Growling a little, he looked to Vegeta, “Who says you’ll be able to restrain me?” he questioned him, watching as he moved to get a hold of the kid. This was just going to turn out bad and he knew it. Reluctantly following after Vegeta, he looked to the kid when he yelped and threatened him with an attack, growling lowly as he slowly stood up, “I am Viral and you’re going to fight me!” he growled, raising his claws, “I won’t kill you, but I need practice and you’re the closest Saiyan who isn’t the medic here…”
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Shu certainly felt confused, feeling a little happy that Takeshi was offering to give him some help when it came to riding a bike, but he still didn’t know what else there was to this whole riding a bike thing nor did he know what a bike was. He really did enjoy learning new things, but he had no idea what most things were that were normal in Takeshi’s world, “Ooh! Yeah! I don’t know what that is, but I want to learn sometime!” he spoke up, bouncing a little on his toes. He barely knew what he had to be excited for when he had no idea what it even was, but any activity with his brother was a nice activity and it kept him from feeling too lonely. Not feeling too sure to how he was supposed to react to Yumi not being around much, he let out a sigh and pressed his fingers together, “I guess so, I do miss her sometimes”, he frowned, looking up at Takeshi, “What if we asked if she wanted to hang out with us again? Mister Viral must be missing her being around too”. Letting out a sigh, he lowered his head a little before looking back to Takeshi, giving a little smile, “That would be nice, but we got to cook food too! If we leave it might burn and that would be a bad thing, but being alone is a bad thing too…”
Viral growled lowly, shaking his head, “Maybe just now…but I don’t know about later…” he grumbled, feeling uneasy, “I’ve never felt so much pressure to be in one state of mind…” It really was difficult, especially when this form had come out because of pain and aggression so feeling nothing but that made it hard to concentrate. Just because he changed form didn’t mean he still wasn’t feeling the pain from battle, his big difference right now being it was all spread out and distributed across his body rather than being in focused areas. He wanted relief from it, it was making him angry, but he probably wasn’t going to find that relief and would have to instead figure out what he was supposed to do while in this form. Feeling oddly trapped, he slowly moved with Vegeta, giving him a glance before looking down the hall as well. It was that kid, the freeloader who saw him in the middle of his change. He didn’t know how he felt about fighting that kid, especially with a good set on claws. Slowly moving behind Vegeta, he growled lowly and crouched down, “I’d kill him…and he smells of meat still…he even smells like the bug-kid and fruit…”
Viral growled lowly, shaking his head, “Maybe just now…but I don’t know about later…” he grumbled, feeling uneasy, “I’ve never felt so much pressure to be in one state of mind…” It really was difficult, especially when this form had come out because of pain and aggression so feeling nothing but that made it hard to concentrate. Just because he changed form didn’t mean he still wasn’t feeling the pain from battle, his big difference right now being it was all spread out and distributed across his body rather than being in focused areas. He wanted relief from it, it was making him angry, but he probably wasn’t going to find that relief and would have to instead figure out what he was supposed to do while in this form. Feeling oddly trapped, he slowly moved with Vegeta, giving him a glance before looking down the hall as well. It was that kid, the freeloader who saw him in the middle of his change. He didn’t know how he felt about fighting that kid, especially with a good set on claws. Slowly moving behind Vegeta, he growled lowly and crouched down, “I’d kill him…and he smells of meat still…he even smells like the bug-kid and fruit…”
Shu was certainly curious over everything Takeshi had to say, especially over what he was describing. He had never thought about any of those things, nor did he know what riding a bike was, “Oooh? What’s riding a bike…? Can I do that?” he asked curiously, staring at him thoughtfully. Takeshi sure did go on about a bunch of strange stuff, especially when he seemed to think that he was just getting the hang of being a part of Takeshi’s world. There was just so many things that he still didn’t know, all of them sounding equally as important to know as the rest. Giving Takeshi all of his attention, he stared in wonderment at the thought of going to learn how to make something that was downright dangerous in his old home but made tasty food, “You will? And it will be okay…? I’d like that!” Feeling all excited, he didn’t think all that much when Takeshi started questioning Yumi’s and Choi’s friendship, tilting his head a little as he tried to think about it, “She’s happy though, and he’s happy…but I do miss her too”, he sighed, scratching his chest, “I think his brother would be lonely because I would be lonely too if you went away! I was lonely when you went away before. I’ve only seen you since being on the ship this much”.
Viral had problems with accepting himself before and this was just even worse, especially with all this teasing. He was having a hard enough time preventing himself from getting aggressive and now he was made to walk like an animal while trying to prevent all these urges from getting the better of him. It was really hard and the embarrassment was high, but there was no other way to go about it and all he had to do now was be able to meet someone without trying to kill them. With his ears drooping low, he looked up at Vegeta before grunting, shaking his head a little, “I want to maul you every second you’re around me! But I’m not going to…but it’s still hard”, he growled lowly, letting out a sigh, “’Possibly’? I was hoping for a ‘definitely’. I feel like a pet…” Feeling a little fed up with himself, he grumbled and growled away to himself before looking up at Vegeta, frowning a little, “I’ll probably kill them. Incase you didn’t notice I have claws and not fists! I can barely ball it up into one! I would be better fighting dinosaurs…or demons…”
Viral had problems with accepting himself before and this was just even worse, especially with all this teasing. He was having a hard enough time preventing himself from getting aggressive and now he was made to walk like an animal while trying to prevent all these urges from getting the better of him. It was really hard and the embarrassment was high, but there was no other way to go about it and all he had to do now was be able to meet someone without trying to kill them. With his ears drooping low, he looked up at Vegeta before grunting, shaking his head a little, “I want to maul you every second you’re around me! But I’m not going to…but it’s still hard”, he growled lowly, letting out a sigh, “’Possibly’? I was hoping for a ‘definitely’. I feel like a pet…” Feeling a little fed up with himself, he grumbled and growled away to himself before looking up at Vegeta, frowning a little, “I’ll probably kill them. Incase you didn’t notice I have claws and not fists! I can barely ball it up into one! I would be better fighting dinosaurs…or demons…”
While Shu was definitely concerned that he had brought in some weird thoughts into Takeshi’s head, he tried to think nothing of it and just hoped Takeshi was just a little too hungry to think straight. Waving around a little as he waited for the food, he slowly moved towards Takeshi, smiling up at him, “How do people normally remember a lot of things? I don’t need to remember a lot of things, I just get told stuff and I remember because I’m doing the stuff when I am asked”, he smiled, tilting his head a little, “I just eat food! I never did all those things when I was in the jungle because I just ate things. I never made fire before!” There was always going to be the usual strangeness coming from Takeshi’s world, just as many as Takeshi could see in his, but he was fairly open to hearing about everything Takeshi could tell him and he was happy to listen. Giggling a little, he let out a sigh before looking up at Takeshi, tilting his head a little, “Ooh? Goofy? I thought I was goofy”, he spoke, trying to think about how it might transfer to other people, “Why is it a bad thing? She’s happy and that’s good, I mean…not everyone’s been happy lately, so it’s good! I’ve not seen the other one around much, though”.
Viral didn’t like walking around like this, his eyes staring up at Vegeta every so often as if reminding himself that he was still there and still mocking him. He preferred being up high and not down low like this, even if him walking on all fours he didn’t come much lower than Vegeta’s chest when walking. If Vegeta put a collar on him for acting up then he would be completely done with this, however. Looking up at Vegeta, he grumbled lowly and shook his head, “I’d just throw you at the nearest scientist, get them to give you artificial limbs and be done with you!” he huffed, looking down to his paws, “Stabbing me in the head will put me out of my misery! This may be all fascinating to you…but I have very serious conflicts about this…” He didn’t think he could be as happy about it as Vegeta obviously was, but if this was his idea of control then he better have some clothes ready for him when he changed back, whenever that was. Groaning a little, he lowered his head as he walked, “Look at myself? I’m big and furry, I still hurt after that session too, but I don’t know how I’d do in battle where it really matters”.
Viral didn’t like walking around like this, his eyes staring up at Vegeta every so often as if reminding himself that he was still there and still mocking him. He preferred being up high and not down low like this, even if him walking on all fours he didn’t come much lower than Vegeta’s chest when walking. If Vegeta put a collar on him for acting up then he would be completely done with this, however. Looking up at Vegeta, he grumbled lowly and shook his head, “I’d just throw you at the nearest scientist, get them to give you artificial limbs and be done with you!” he huffed, looking down to his paws, “Stabbing me in the head will put me out of my misery! This may be all fascinating to you…but I have very serious conflicts about this…” He didn’t think he could be as happy about it as Vegeta obviously was, but if this was his idea of control then he better have some clothes ready for him when he changed back, whenever that was. Groaning a little, he lowered his head as he walked, “Look at myself? I’m big and furry, I still hurt after that session too, but I don’t know how I’d do in battle where it really matters”.
Shu pouted at Takeshi, looking a little sad that he wasn’t allowed to eat bugs. He liked eating bugs because they were tasty and good for him, he was also pretty much wise over which ones were poisonous. Staring at Takeshi, he eventually giggled and shook his head, “Noooo! I wouldn’t eat my friend! Oooh, he is very big too…and he gets really big…” Feeling a little awkward over the thought, he didn’t know whether to blame Takeshi or himself for even thinking of such a thing. It was probably normal for Saiyans to eat other races, seeing as how people only have a problem when they ate their own race. Slowly rubbing his stomach, he let out a sigh before his attention was taken back to Takeshi as he suddenly started talking again, “Ooh! You should listen to your friends! They sound clever with some things”, he smiled, giving a little nod, “I think you can do it, but if not then we know where one of your friends are to help. I bet Yumi is having a lot of fun because she’s been away for a long time with him…”
Viral was pretty embarrassed with a high desire to smack Vegeta right across the ship, but unfortunately he needed him even when his instincts told him otherwise. He had a high desire to be independent, but he also didn’t want to be in this form; however, if he did change back he’d probably have no clothes and that’d be very embarrassing. He would need to sort that out sometime, but he had found that changing rapidly in the past saved his clothes from complete destruction. Growling lowly, he slowly lowered his dead down before snarling at Vegeta’s words, “I’ll bite your limbs off before you can!” Feeling as if he might as well get on with it, he let out a groan and was soon attempting to walk on all fours, having a little bit of a hard time with it at first and starting off with a crawl, just trying to get used to it, “…Grant me mercy and stab me in the head…”
T’charrl didn’t think the kid would want to hang around with the beast that tried to kill him before, even T’charrl wouldn’t want to do such a thing, giving him permission to go elsewhere if he wanted. His mind was pretty simple right now, his sugary desires had been fulfilled for now until he needed more. He was aware when he was normal that a lot of sugar had been packed both for the benefit of Shu and himself, seeing how his kind needed a lot of sugar as opposed to a lot of protein Saiyans and the like needed. Haku probably had things to do and things to think about instead of trying to watch over a monster that probably couldn’t get out of the doors. Letting out a hissing sigh, he moved his claws around to try and get more comfortable, keeping his eyes away from the door to prevent any distractions from coming into his sight.
Viral was pretty embarrassed with a high desire to smack Vegeta right across the ship, but unfortunately he needed him even when his instincts told him otherwise. He had a high desire to be independent, but he also didn’t want to be in this form; however, if he did change back he’d probably have no clothes and that’d be very embarrassing. He would need to sort that out sometime, but he had found that changing rapidly in the past saved his clothes from complete destruction. Growling lowly, he slowly lowered his dead down before snarling at Vegeta’s words, “I’ll bite your limbs off before you can!” Feeling as if he might as well get on with it, he let out a groan and was soon attempting to walk on all fours, having a little bit of a hard time with it at first and starting off with a crawl, just trying to get used to it, “…Grant me mercy and stab me in the head…”
T’charrl didn’t think the kid would want to hang around with the beast that tried to kill him before, even T’charrl wouldn’t want to do such a thing, giving him permission to go elsewhere if he wanted. His mind was pretty simple right now, his sugary desires had been fulfilled for now until he needed more. He was aware when he was normal that a lot of sugar had been packed both for the benefit of Shu and himself, seeing how his kind needed a lot of sugar as opposed to a lot of protein Saiyans and the like needed. Haku probably had things to do and things to think about instead of trying to watch over a monster that probably couldn’t get out of the doors. Letting out a hissing sigh, he moved his claws around to try and get more comfortable, keeping his eyes away from the door to prevent any distractions from coming into his sight.
Shu shook his head quickly, giggling a little, “Noooo! But if there are any then yes”, he smiled, pressing his toes against the floor, “Friend T’charrl is the only bug on the ship, though…but he isn’t really a bug…but he’s kind of like a bug! But not really”. Feeling a little confused he looked to Takeshi curiously, trying to see if he knew whether the food was okay to eat soon or whether they had to wait a very long time to eat. He didn’t mind, it just meant he had more time to spend talking to his brother. Smiling happily, he looked back to the oven before bouncing around, “I guess so! I don’t want to starve again, it was sore and made my tummy hurt”, he spoke, giving his stomach a rub, “How do you usually check to see whether food is okay to eat? I mean it when I say about the poison food…”
Viral didn’t know how to handle this form at all, the experience greatly hindered by his lack of experience with it. He didn’t want to be like this, but he knew it was all for his health and ability to function. He felt incredibly self-conscious and uncomfortable, not to mention the urge to slap Vegeta around was constantly there. Feeling very awkward especially when it came to his height especially, he stared down at the ground before looking to Vegeta who decided to show himself after fumbling around with whatever in the room. Frowning, he looked down to the ground before letting out a sigh, “Of course it’s not! I can still do it, but doesn’t mean I have to…hrrrmphhh…” Slowly pushing off the wall, he looked down at his paws before bending down and landing on them with a thump. He was able to stand straight like an animal and look like he had no problem with it, but he didn’t look very happy, “This is…embarrassing. If you sit on me I’ll tear you off and throw you into the wall!”
T’charrl didn’t want the kid around if he didn’t want to be there, knowing he was not the most enthusiastic about being here. He was certainly hanging around him a lot longer than everybody else had and probably knew it was just the giving of the fruit that had managed to tame him. He was definitely feeling worse after eating, but not in health. He was mentally stricken, feeling almost completely alone if it wasn’t for the shifting around of Haku in the background and his casual talk to make sure he was okay. Slowly shifting around to look at Haku, he stared at him before slowly shifting towards him in a crawl only to stop and let out a groan. He didn’t think anybody would want to help him and even then they probably didn’t know how to. Shaking his head, he turned away again and lay down on his side. If he was going to be able to do anything then he had to be able to change back himself, without any of his friends. He didn’t want to end up scaring any of them, even if they tried to hide it.
Viral didn’t know how to handle this form at all, the experience greatly hindered by his lack of experience with it. He didn’t want to be like this, but he knew it was all for his health and ability to function. He felt incredibly self-conscious and uncomfortable, not to mention the urge to slap Vegeta around was constantly there. Feeling very awkward especially when it came to his height especially, he stared down at the ground before looking to Vegeta who decided to show himself after fumbling around with whatever in the room. Frowning, he looked down to the ground before letting out a sigh, “Of course it’s not! I can still do it, but doesn’t mean I have to…hrrrmphhh…” Slowly pushing off the wall, he looked down at his paws before bending down and landing on them with a thump. He was able to stand straight like an animal and look like he had no problem with it, but he didn’t look very happy, “This is…embarrassing. If you sit on me I’ll tear you off and throw you into the wall!”
T’charrl didn’t want the kid around if he didn’t want to be there, knowing he was not the most enthusiastic about being here. He was certainly hanging around him a lot longer than everybody else had and probably knew it was just the giving of the fruit that had managed to tame him. He was definitely feeling worse after eating, but not in health. He was mentally stricken, feeling almost completely alone if it wasn’t for the shifting around of Haku in the background and his casual talk to make sure he was okay. Slowly shifting around to look at Haku, he stared at him before slowly shifting towards him in a crawl only to stop and let out a groan. He didn’t think anybody would want to help him and even then they probably didn’t know how to. Shaking his head, he turned away again and lay down on his side. If he was going to be able to do anything then he had to be able to change back himself, without any of his friends. He didn’t want to end up scaring any of them, even if they tried to hide it.
Shu giggled, bouncing on his toes, “Yeah, but if you do mess it up then I’ll get my own food! And I’ll hunt, going all sneaky-sneaky…all quiet and pounce on my dinner!” he spoke quickly before having a giggle to himself, pressing his fingers together, “Even if the food is already not moving, I still can do that…or I can ask Miss Yumi! She would make me some food so that I don’t die…” He couldn’t go out and hunt on the ship or on a foreign planet, he wouldn’t be allowed to go out all by himself so Takeshi had a lot to live up to if he was to try and please him so that he would still trust food from him. Watching him calmly, he swayed a little as Takeshi tried to explain how the device worked, his eyes quickly going to it before he slowly moved closer to it, “Oooh, thennnn don’t you just do what you do with the fire and make sure it doesn’t burn? Can you see the food being cooked…?”
Viral had no clue he was going to go and try to attack Vegeta until he was snapped out of it, getting a fright mostly with the sudden sound. Spinning to meet the chair quickly, his ears twitched and he remained on high alert before letting out a groan, looking over his shoulder at Vegeta. He was probably having a ball with this, but now he was also being denied his food because of his shift in control. Growling a little, he shook his head before giving it a rub, “I…guess I’ll leave the room…” he grumbled, moving to try and hold onto his tail but found it to be a lot more difficult than he might had thought. He struggled to balance without it but his tail was getting in the way all the time. It felt weird having one and being aware of it, not like what it was in his other form. Growling lowly, he gave up on that and slowly moved towards the door, still finding it difficult to balance on two legs with this massive body. His legs were strong enough, but his feet were smaller and shaped differently so walking felt like he was walking on his toes. Shoving himself out the door, he stumbled a little and immediately went to the wall, pressing his paws against it for balance.
T’charrl was regretting everything he had gone through recently, even if it had only been a short while he had been going through with this but he had already had enough. His ancestors probably had years to master this stuff, but his was going so fast in an attempt to help this spirit out and yet he was left to struggle with containing the power needed to help it. It wasn’t the spirit’s fault, it was entirely the General’s fault for disturbing it in the first place but he was left with the most difficult part of everything. Groaning and generally feeling sorry for himself, he hissed a little when the kid decided to question him, wondering if he was done. Looking over to him slowly, he hissed through his teeth before slowly looking away, trying to talk in a way he should hopefully understand, “…Yessss…noooo…” he spoke, sounding as if he was having a hard time with it, “Done…yessss…not betterrrr…”
Viral had no clue he was going to go and try to attack Vegeta until he was snapped out of it, getting a fright mostly with the sudden sound. Spinning to meet the chair quickly, his ears twitched and he remained on high alert before letting out a groan, looking over his shoulder at Vegeta. He was probably having a ball with this, but now he was also being denied his food because of his shift in control. Growling a little, he shook his head before giving it a rub, “I…guess I’ll leave the room…” he grumbled, moving to try and hold onto his tail but found it to be a lot more difficult than he might had thought. He struggled to balance without it but his tail was getting in the way all the time. It felt weird having one and being aware of it, not like what it was in his other form. Growling lowly, he gave up on that and slowly moved towards the door, still finding it difficult to balance on two legs with this massive body. His legs were strong enough, but his feet were smaller and shaped differently so walking felt like he was walking on his toes. Shoving himself out the door, he stumbled a little and immediately went to the wall, pressing his paws against it for balance.
T’charrl was regretting everything he had gone through recently, even if it had only been a short while he had been going through with this but he had already had enough. His ancestors probably had years to master this stuff, but his was going so fast in an attempt to help this spirit out and yet he was left to struggle with containing the power needed to help it. It wasn’t the spirit’s fault, it was entirely the General’s fault for disturbing it in the first place but he was left with the most difficult part of everything. Groaning and generally feeling sorry for himself, he hissed a little when the kid decided to question him, wondering if he was done. Looking over to him slowly, he hissed through his teeth before slowly looking away, trying to talk in a way he should hopefully understand, “…Yessss…noooo…” he spoke, sounding as if he was having a hard time with it, “Done…yessss…not betterrrr…”
Shu really didn’t know how this was supposed to turn out and quite frankly he didn’t know whether Takeshi really could pull it off, especially when he seemed to be dotting around looking a little confused at things and just grabbing what he thought would be suitable. If things did go wrong then he could grab some fruit instead and Takeshi could deal with the food however he wanted to. Watching Takeshi curiously as he began to set everything up, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi quizzed him on what else to make with it, “Ooh? Umm, I don’t know! I just shove food in my mouth and eat it!” he spoke, bouncing a little while making the motion of eating with his hands. He couldn’t care less, just so long as the food didn’t end up being completely wasted. Going back to watching Takeshi work, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi put the food in some sort of machine before closing it all away, “Ooh! It make the food hot?” he asked curiously, tilting his head a little, “I don’t do this to my food, so I don’t know how long. Why do you question me about it?”
Viral was certainly having his moments, generally finding it hard to keep contained just by sitting and talking to Vegeta. He probably didn’t have a clue to how hard this was, especially when this was just his second time and he had changed so soon before having a chance to settle down. Vegeta was trying to give him reassurance that he was doing well, but quite frankly he was having a hard enough time not growling and roaring at him. Letting out a groan as he fought for self-control, the smell of cooking meat soon caught his attention and he was quick to turn his nose, sniffing around in Vegeta’s direction. Watching as the meat was placed on the floor, he leaned down towards it and picked it up off the floor, tearing into it quickly with strange determination. He was quite concerned with keeping the meat all to himself even if nobody else clearly wanted it. Chomping it down hastily, he slowly began to stand up, growling lowly as he stared at Vegeta before letting out a very sudden yelp as his tail knocked over the chair he was sat on before, the loud clanging noise putting him on alert very quickly and snapping him out of his trance.
T’charrl was pretty precise with his appendage despite only having them for a short time and with a quick slice the shirt was torn right down the middle, his tongue whipping around and pulling it straight off him and throwing it in his mouth. The shirt was pretty well stained with great taste and in a few chews it was gone. That was strangely satisfying, but all it had done was left Haku in a mild panic. Hissing lowly, he went to try and speak but quickly thought otherwise, turning away from him instead. The kid had decided to help him and yet there he was acting like a monster where even clothes were on the culinary list. He was completely embarrassed and ashamed of himself to the point where the only topper would be if he started laying eggs too and even then they would just think that was ‘normal’ in his condition. Slowly shaking his head, he soon rubbed a big paw against it before slowly sliding down onto his front, the large orb on his chest clanging against the ground uncomfortably which only served to annoy him.
Viral was certainly having his moments, generally finding it hard to keep contained just by sitting and talking to Vegeta. He probably didn’t have a clue to how hard this was, especially when this was just his second time and he had changed so soon before having a chance to settle down. Vegeta was trying to give him reassurance that he was doing well, but quite frankly he was having a hard enough time not growling and roaring at him. Letting out a groan as he fought for self-control, the smell of cooking meat soon caught his attention and he was quick to turn his nose, sniffing around in Vegeta’s direction. Watching as the meat was placed on the floor, he leaned down towards it and picked it up off the floor, tearing into it quickly with strange determination. He was quite concerned with keeping the meat all to himself even if nobody else clearly wanted it. Chomping it down hastily, he slowly began to stand up, growling lowly as he stared at Vegeta before letting out a very sudden yelp as his tail knocked over the chair he was sat on before, the loud clanging noise putting him on alert very quickly and snapping him out of his trance.
T’charrl was pretty precise with his appendage despite only having them for a short time and with a quick slice the shirt was torn right down the middle, his tongue whipping around and pulling it straight off him and throwing it in his mouth. The shirt was pretty well stained with great taste and in a few chews it was gone. That was strangely satisfying, but all it had done was left Haku in a mild panic. Hissing lowly, he went to try and speak but quickly thought otherwise, turning away from him instead. The kid had decided to help him and yet there he was acting like a monster where even clothes were on the culinary list. He was completely embarrassed and ashamed of himself to the point where the only topper would be if he started laying eggs too and even then they would just think that was ‘normal’ in his condition. Slowly shaking his head, he soon rubbed a big paw against it before slowly sliding down onto his front, the large orb on his chest clanging against the ground uncomfortably which only served to annoy him.
Shu was pretty curious and did question whether Takeshi could prepare a meal for them, especially when he couldn’t prepare food like they did in the civilised world. He just ate whatever he found nice and fresh, but since they kept all their food cold it seemed highly likely that it wasn’t safe to eat the food until it was properly cooked. Takeshi was his only hope if he didn’t want to bug one of the twins, seeing as how that would be unfair when they probably weren’t hungry in the first place. Watching Takeshi curiously, he followed him around, watching him getting all the food he needed out, smiling at the sight of the fruit, “Probably? I think you can, it will be good!” he spoke quickly, bouncing around him quickly and giving him a good smile, “I want sweet! I’d love some sweet! How would spicy do, though? Maybe…maybe a bit of both…? I don’t want it to be really spicy…but I want some sweet to not make it too bad…”
Viral needed to keep his focus on Vegeta, but it was pretty hard when he was losing it halfway through thought processes. It was pretty hard to keep it together, feeling pretty frustrated at himself and his lack of self-control. Growling lowly, he blinked a few times before shaking his head angrily, his paws going to his head, “Rrrughhh! I’m trying…” he growled, releasing his head quickly, “It’s hard…I feel strange…I am not sure how to think now…” He didn’t even want to sit around here, instead wanting to go elsewhere and fight or eat. It was hard to think and whether Vegeta could recognise this he didn’t know, but he didn’t waste time asking questions about the change, “I don’t know…I don’t! I am trying…but I can’t think straight! I want to claw things just now…but I’m not. Does that mean control…?”
T’charrl just wanted the smell, the taste of raw meat in his mouth where it belonged. It hardly seemed like a crime, he wasn’t trying to eat the kid, but Haku was quickly pulling away and trying to keep him away. Watching him bounce away, he hissed lowly before moving slowly around him with his tongue flicking slightly in response to his panic. Throwing a great big set of claws to the side of Haku, he tried to cut him off before his much longer appendage came down and tried to slice off his shirt, not aiming to cause harm but instead remove the offending item to eat that instead. He didn’t even look sorry for his attempted theft, he just wanted what smelled tasty if the one who had the tasty item wouldn’t give it to him.
Viral needed to keep his focus on Vegeta, but it was pretty hard when he was losing it halfway through thought processes. It was pretty hard to keep it together, feeling pretty frustrated at himself and his lack of self-control. Growling lowly, he blinked a few times before shaking his head angrily, his paws going to his head, “Rrrughhh! I’m trying…” he growled, releasing his head quickly, “It’s hard…I feel strange…I am not sure how to think now…” He didn’t even want to sit around here, instead wanting to go elsewhere and fight or eat. It was hard to think and whether Vegeta could recognise this he didn’t know, but he didn’t waste time asking questions about the change, “I don’t know…I don’t! I am trying…but I can’t think straight! I want to claw things just now…but I’m not. Does that mean control…?”
T’charrl just wanted the smell, the taste of raw meat in his mouth where it belonged. It hardly seemed like a crime, he wasn’t trying to eat the kid, but Haku was quickly pulling away and trying to keep him away. Watching him bounce away, he hissed lowly before moving slowly around him with his tongue flicking slightly in response to his panic. Throwing a great big set of claws to the side of Haku, he tried to cut him off before his much longer appendage came down and tried to slice off his shirt, not aiming to cause harm but instead remove the offending item to eat that instead. He didn’t even look sorry for his attempted theft, he just wanted what smelled tasty if the one who had the tasty item wouldn’t give it to him.
Shu didn’t know if he could trust Takeshi with his food, especially when it came to spicy food. He wanted to have some sort of reassurance that he wasn’t going to be poisoned or have the spiciness in his mouth be too much like fire. Maybe if Takeshi had been told off enough for what he did before then he wouldn’t be making something very spicy anytime soon, tilting his head a little as he stared at Takeshi curiously, “Not as spicy…? Not as bad with sweet…?” he repeated, tilting his head the other way, “Maybe it’ll be nice…maybe…” He was trying to trust Takeshi with this and he did hope that it might be tasty, just so long as he wasn’t going to fib about what he was making. Slowly wandering over to Takeshi, he looked around before up at him, shaking his head, “Kai doesn’t want to eat, otherwise he would be here, right?” he questioned him, giving him a smile, “Besides! I want to be able to trust you so I want to eat your food”.
Viral’s attention span was completely drawn towards the meat, his eyes were round and unfocused right up until Vegeta spoke to him from pretty close by. Ears twitching, he quickly looked up at Vegeta and raised his paw, looking like he was about to bat Vegeta’s head with it but thankfully he stopped. Looking to his paw he slowly lowered it, the steak still in his mouth before he slowly pulled it away from his face, “…Sorry…” he mumbled, finding it difficult to focus on him when eating, his instincts making it all too hard for him to concentrate. Staring at Vegeta as he chewed on the steak, he soon finished and began to lick at his sharp claws before he let out a groan, trying to find his focus again. It was pretty difficult to focus on Vegeta in this form, just with so many things buzzing around in his mind and making it hard to keep his mind together.
T’charrl’s concern for eating had left him diving for the fruit without giving much consideration to how Haku might feel about it, but that wasn’t quite in his mindset right now. He was struggling to think logically still, even when his form had improved. Scooping up the fruit and eating it delightfully, his antennae were definitely concerned with picking up that smell from his clothes, recognising it as raw flesh. The fruit was high in energy, sugar and soon gone as he gobbled it all up, licking at the floor before he looked up to Haku. His tongue flicked out towards him, trying to grab at his clothes as if wanting to eat them because of the smell. His tongue was warm, dry and fuzzy, but that didn’t stop the rest of him from looking threatening. He definitely had food on his mind and Haku was the nearest thing that smelled like it whether he was aware of what T’charrl was trying to do or not.
Viral’s attention span was completely drawn towards the meat, his eyes were round and unfocused right up until Vegeta spoke to him from pretty close by. Ears twitching, he quickly looked up at Vegeta and raised his paw, looking like he was about to bat Vegeta’s head with it but thankfully he stopped. Looking to his paw he slowly lowered it, the steak still in his mouth before he slowly pulled it away from his face, “…Sorry…” he mumbled, finding it difficult to focus on him when eating, his instincts making it all too hard for him to concentrate. Staring at Vegeta as he chewed on the steak, he soon finished and began to lick at his sharp claws before he let out a groan, trying to find his focus again. It was pretty difficult to focus on Vegeta in this form, just with so many things buzzing around in his mind and making it hard to keep his mind together.
T’charrl’s concern for eating had left him diving for the fruit without giving much consideration to how Haku might feel about it, but that wasn’t quite in his mindset right now. He was struggling to think logically still, even when his form had improved. Scooping up the fruit and eating it delightfully, his antennae were definitely concerned with picking up that smell from his clothes, recognising it as raw flesh. The fruit was high in energy, sugar and soon gone as he gobbled it all up, licking at the floor before he looked up to Haku. His tongue flicked out towards him, trying to grab at his clothes as if wanting to eat them because of the smell. His tongue was warm, dry and fuzzy, but that didn’t stop the rest of him from looking threatening. He definitely had food on his mind and Haku was the nearest thing that smelled like it whether he was aware of what T’charrl was trying to do or not.
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