T’charrl felt like he should leave just now and save the doctor the trouble, but he was probably already on his way down here because Takeshi was so quick to assume he was sick. A hole somewhere certainly sounded nice, just anywhere where he could be left alone with his thoughts. He was embarrassed when it was so simple a problem that Takeshi didn’t even know what he did, thinking it really was something so simple it was stupid at this point. He couldn’t shake off the images though no matter the atmosphere around him, just managing to send him into a panic attack. Rubbing his head slowly, he frowned at Takeshi, “There isn’t anything wrong with me, though…I mean, it is a waste of time for the doctor! It shouldn’t need to be an excuse…” Definitely feeling more than a little anxious, he moved on the spot as he tried to stand up, finding it a little difficult still with his current form, “My wings will be fine eventually, though…since it’s normal for them to get damaged. He won’t be able to help with that”.
Shu was a little worried about T’charrl, probably because he was very withdrawed after wanting company for the longest time; now, he wanted them to go away and do what he was wanting to do not that long ago. He hadn’t touched his drink despite obviously wanting one, but then again not even he knew how to get it out of the container it was in. Staring at his friend curiously, he soon quickly turned his attention back to Takeshi as he gave him confirmation over getting some native fruit, “Yay! Still would like them because they’re good and good for me!” he squeaked happily, smiling, “I could eat them all day!” Finding his day just getting better he watched Takeshi before bouncing over to the shuttle, not really wanting to walk in his boots when he didn’t need to, “Okay! It’s going to be fun!” Pressing the big button, he stared at the shuttle before looking to Takeshi again with a smile, “I hope it doesn’t go bad while we get bad guy…that would be smelly…”
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T’charrl didn’t want to let his friends down by getting all stressed out, his powers probably ending up going crazy in response to that and giving them all a bad time in general. He couldn’t control what went on in his head and he knew how much everything depended on his mental state and if he wasn’t going to be able to keep it together during a simple fight against a small rebellion then there was going to be trouble all across the board for all of them. He was just trouble in this state with how little he could control himself, making him a danger to everyone and his friends. He should probably sit out if that was the case, give his friends a break to be together without feeling the need to butt in just to feel a part of the gang. Staring down at the metal container he was given in contemplation, he quickly looked to Takeshi when he spoke up, dismissing the idea of smoothies and asking him questions, “Uhh, n-nothing…I just don’t think I should…”
It was hard to explain himself when he was just alright with being told it was okay if he didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to hurt anyone so that should have been it, no need for this further embarrassment. Maybe he should go back to his room, take the strange container just incase he shook off the feeling and somehow managed to figure out how to get to the innards. Turning slightly, he quickly looked back to Takeshi at the mention of a doctor, shaking his head, “Wait, uh, no…” he started off but Takeshi was already quick to try and get in contact with someone without even letting him answer for himself. This was pretty difficult, just trying to explain himself so that maybe he would seem sane and not sick; he may look pretty battered by the sand and wind but other than that there was nothing visibly wrong with him.
Lowering his head he let out a sigh, only looking to Takeshi when he slapped him. Shuffling his feet a little as he remained seated, he stared at Takeshi before lowering his head again, “You didn’t need to…I’m fine”, he spoke lowly, shaking his head, “Why do I need a doctor over that?” He didn’t understand it, but he didn’t want to start an argument now that he was probably wasting somebody’s good time. He didn’t need to say what was upsetting him because he knew he would upset Takeshi if he said, knowing how sensitive the guy could be over the way he acted sometimes. War was always harsh on a person’s mind, but then seeing something that was commonly used to kill people instead being used on food he was supposed to eat made him feel pretty ill and stricken with negative emotions.
Shu didn’t know what was wrong with T’charrl either, especially when he said earlier how hungry he was and how thirsty he thought he was. He knew their friend was sensitive to a lot of things that was new to him, but he didn’t think the sight of their fruit would make him so ill that he needed a doctor. Tilting his head a little as Takeshi dealt with T’charrl, he frowned a little before looking to the crate as Takeshi mentioned a plan, bouncing to his feet, “Yeah! Yummy fruit!” he cheered, stumbling a little as he tried to balance with the shoes on, “Ooh! We can get fruit from this planet too before we leave! I would like that too!”
It was hard to explain himself when he was just alright with being told it was okay if he didn’t want to go. He didn’t want to hurt anyone so that should have been it, no need for this further embarrassment. Maybe he should go back to his room, take the strange container just incase he shook off the feeling and somehow managed to figure out how to get to the innards. Turning slightly, he quickly looked back to Takeshi at the mention of a doctor, shaking his head, “Wait, uh, no…” he started off but Takeshi was already quick to try and get in contact with someone without even letting him answer for himself. This was pretty difficult, just trying to explain himself so that maybe he would seem sane and not sick; he may look pretty battered by the sand and wind but other than that there was nothing visibly wrong with him.
Lowering his head he let out a sigh, only looking to Takeshi when he slapped him. Shuffling his feet a little as he remained seated, he stared at Takeshi before lowering his head again, “You didn’t need to…I’m fine”, he spoke lowly, shaking his head, “Why do I need a doctor over that?” He didn’t understand it, but he didn’t want to start an argument now that he was probably wasting somebody’s good time. He didn’t need to say what was upsetting him because he knew he would upset Takeshi if he said, knowing how sensitive the guy could be over the way he acted sometimes. War was always harsh on a person’s mind, but then seeing something that was commonly used to kill people instead being used on food he was supposed to eat made him feel pretty ill and stricken with negative emotions.
Shu didn’t know what was wrong with T’charrl either, especially when he said earlier how hungry he was and how thirsty he thought he was. He knew their friend was sensitive to a lot of things that was new to him, but he didn’t think the sight of their fruit would make him so ill that he needed a doctor. Tilting his head a little as Takeshi dealt with T’charrl, he frowned a little before looking to the crate as Takeshi mentioned a plan, bouncing to his feet, “Yeah! Yummy fruit!” he cheered, stumbling a little as he tried to balance with the shoes on, “Ooh! We can get fruit from this planet too before we leave! I would like that too!”
Shu was pretty happy having this picnic with his friend and brother, finding it to be nice despite the harsh conditions outside. It was much more preferred than being out there in the heat, plus the fruit was nice and cool too which made them nice and refreshing. Looking for more fruit that would appeal to him, he squeaked a little when T’charrl tapped him on the shoulder, looking to him curiously before being handed a peeled juicy fruit, “Oooh! Yummy!” he chirped, giving it a sniff before eating at it happily. He didn’t know why his friend didn’t want such a juicy fruit, it should had been one of T’charrl’s favourites going by what they enjoyed eating on his homeworld. He was certainly enjoying himself, but he didn’t really know what was bugging T’charrl if he didn’t want this fruit.
T’charrl just didn’t want to eat anymore just now, finding it pretty difficult to look passed the image. He had seen a lot in his short life and that weapon had been used a lot and seen many battles where his people were often killed. He wasn’t angry at Takeshi for doing it, but he was angry at himself for being unable to drop those over some mere action. Giving the fruit to Shu, he frowned a little when he looked to Takeshi, “Uhh I-…no I’m just…i-it’s nothing…” Feeling his heart drop when Takeshi gave the sword a shake, he moved back a little and looked away quickly. He was a little shaken up after that, but he tried not to be especially around Takeshi and Shu. Taking in a deep breath, he held it before releasing when Takeshi offered him another fruit. Taking hold of it with a shaky hand, he stared down at it before looking away once more. He really wasn’t feeling like eating just now, even if he really should given his ‘condition’. Looking to Takeshi as he made the suggestion for smoothies, looking to Shu who was certainly sounding happy over the possibility, but to him the suggestion didn’t really include him too much. He was certainly feeling like he was being completely rude by not eating anything, but he felt like he might choke if he tried, “If you want to…I mean, you two could go and make some”, he spoke, quickly placing the apple back into the crate, “Just thinking I should skip out on going anywhere. Just with my condition and all, I-I probably shouldn’t go anywhere”.
T’charrl just didn’t want to eat anymore just now, finding it pretty difficult to look passed the image. He had seen a lot in his short life and that weapon had been used a lot and seen many battles where his people were often killed. He wasn’t angry at Takeshi for doing it, but he was angry at himself for being unable to drop those over some mere action. Giving the fruit to Shu, he frowned a little when he looked to Takeshi, “Uhh I-…no I’m just…i-it’s nothing…” Feeling his heart drop when Takeshi gave the sword a shake, he moved back a little and looked away quickly. He was a little shaken up after that, but he tried not to be especially around Takeshi and Shu. Taking in a deep breath, he held it before releasing when Takeshi offered him another fruit. Taking hold of it with a shaky hand, he stared down at it before looking away once more. He really wasn’t feeling like eating just now, even if he really should given his ‘condition’. Looking to Takeshi as he made the suggestion for smoothies, looking to Shu who was certainly sounding happy over the possibility, but to him the suggestion didn’t really include him too much. He was certainly feeling like he was being completely rude by not eating anything, but he felt like he might choke if he tried, “If you want to…I mean, you two could go and make some”, he spoke, quickly placing the apple back into the crate, “Just thinking I should skip out on going anywhere. Just with my condition and all, I-I probably shouldn’t go anywhere”.
Shu was definitely enjoying himself now, finding the fruit and juice to be very cooling and refreshing. He hadn’t had pure orange juice before and this was definitely nice with the banana giving it an odd taste, but he still enjoyed it. Licking his fingers after he had eaten the banana, he drank up and let out a sigh as he finished, feeling satisfied, “Yum yum! I love yummy fruit!” he spoke quickly, bouncing a little as he sat. He was happy and did hope he could get more, looking to the box curiously to see if he had more only to notice Takeshi take out another fruit. Squeaking, he quickly pulled himself towards the crate and made a grab for the bag with hope that he’d be able to get some of the fruit too, “Me please! Just a little more yummies…”
T’charrl was trying to get through to the fruit, but the outer skin was difficult to pierce and proving to be not too tasty at all. There was definitely something sweet inside, but he couldn’t get to it very well. Removing his jaws from the fruit he stared down at it with a frown, not really understanding how you eat it before gasping as Takeshi grabbed it from him. Frowning a little, he stared at the fruit before pulling back when Takeshi brought out his sword and peeled it that way. T’charrl immediately felt sick upon seeing him do that, knowing what that blade went through even if it was probably cleaned. Frowning, he took the peeled slimy fruit, the smell certainly tempting but he just couldn’t bring himself to eat it. Who knew how many people that sword has killed and instead Takeshi used it as a tool. With his appetite pretty much lost, he sighed, “Thank you…umm…” Giving Shu’s shoulder a quick tap to get his attention he instead gave him the peeled fruit, “Here, it’s nice and tasty…”
T’charrl was trying to get through to the fruit, but the outer skin was difficult to pierce and proving to be not too tasty at all. There was definitely something sweet inside, but he couldn’t get to it very well. Removing his jaws from the fruit he stared down at it with a frown, not really understanding how you eat it before gasping as Takeshi grabbed it from him. Frowning a little, he stared at the fruit before pulling back when Takeshi brought out his sword and peeled it that way. T’charrl immediately felt sick upon seeing him do that, knowing what that blade went through even if it was probably cleaned. Frowning, he took the peeled slimy fruit, the smell certainly tempting but he just couldn’t bring himself to eat it. Who knew how many people that sword has killed and instead Takeshi used it as a tool. With his appetite pretty much lost, he sighed, “Thank you…umm…” Giving Shu’s shoulder a quick tap to get his attention he instead gave him the peeled fruit, “Here, it’s nice and tasty…”
Shu just wanted something to drink and a bite to eat, seeing them in the box but not really knowing how to operate the drink and get them open. Takeshi seemed to know how, he certainly did have a way with technology he had never seen before. Watching him curiously as he used the bottle, he nodded quickly with a smile, “Yes! I want, please! Please may I have, yes?” he asked up, looking towards the crate. He didn’t want to just grab and hope that he knew what was for him and what was actually for Takeshi or T’charrl. Feeling curious, he watched Takeshi set up something for T’charrl, tossing something and a mango over to him before looking back at Takeshi as he organised a drink and banana. Squeaking happily, he held out his hands as he prepared the banana, giving him some of it after discarding the peel, “Oooh! Banana! Banana!” he squeaked happily, taking it and the juice. They should keep him going for a while, at least until they had done what the shaman asked them to do.
T’charrl remained where he was when Takeshi came down with the food, feeling like he should play it patiently rather than demand something from him. He didn’t want to crowd over him and possibly frighten Takeshi, knowing he was scared of him. Keeping to himself, he sat quietly as Shu fussed over Takeshi, eventually tossing him a strange container and what appeared to be a fruit from their planet. Catching them, he stared at the container before lifting up the fruit, ‘sniffing’ it using his antennae before Takeshi spoke up, asking him over. Frowning a little, he slowly crawled over, “O-Okay…I-I’m not afraid of you biting, though…” Sitting a little bit behind them, he put the container down in front of him and just tried to bite into the mango, finding it difficult to get through to the softer core.
T’charrl remained where he was when Takeshi came down with the food, feeling like he should play it patiently rather than demand something from him. He didn’t want to crowd over him and possibly frighten Takeshi, knowing he was scared of him. Keeping to himself, he sat quietly as Shu fussed over Takeshi, eventually tossing him a strange container and what appeared to be a fruit from their planet. Catching them, he stared at the container before lifting up the fruit, ‘sniffing’ it using his antennae before Takeshi spoke up, asking him over. Frowning a little, he slowly crawled over, “O-Okay…I-I’m not afraid of you biting, though…” Sitting a little bit behind them, he put the container down in front of him and just tried to bite into the mango, finding it difficult to get through to the softer core.
Viral didn’t need to teach Takeshi anything; he could have left him to go on his merry way, getting killed by an attacker because he couldn’t parry. He was doing Takeshi a favour and all he could do in return was moan about it and think he was the better fighter because he could use Ki. It was constant scrutiny he was under all the time and everytime those weaknesses of his were constantly pulled up. It always made him angry, the constant mental smack that he was inadequate in some form compared to everyone else. Glaring at Takeshi, he growled lowly before waving his hand in his direction, “I can do more than you’ll ever be able to do! I can blast you out of the sky with the power of a sun…I don’t need to be able to fly to have an advantage”. It was awfully hard to put up with that, feeling completely inadequate just because he couldn’t do certain things. His other abilities weren’t even up to scratch, but he tried desperately to defend them even when they had never been properly put to the test.
Watching Takeshi, he glared at him before slowly folding his arm, his paw going over his sore arm instead of completely folding over. If Takeshi was going to treat him like this, then he was going to deny him that, “Guess what, genius: you’re not supposed to win during lessons. The whole point on a lesson is to learn, not win”, he spoke calmly, staring at him with a hardened gaze, “You’ve got to get that through your thick head or you may end up getting killed”. He should probably think about trying to sleep again with Takeshi going as he slowly unbuckled his belt, he pulled it away from him and placed it down beside his bed, giving a glance towards Takeshi when he spoke once more, “Great…medicine. Maybe we’ll throw it at the King and hope we cure his evil…”
Shu and T’charrl were sitting fairly quietly and pretty close to each other, Shu feeling a little tired and T’charrl quite worn down. Neither wanted to be sitting on the hard floor all day and Takeshi sure was taking his time. When Takeshi finally arrived he had got them nice goodies, T’charrl sitting up and Shu scooching across the floor towards Takeshi. Holding his hands out at Takeshi, Shu squeaked a little before his eyes went to the shoes, staring at them curiously as he tilted his head, “Ooh? Oooohhh, I’m not good at these…” he sighed, taking them towards himself and sliding them on carefully. They were not very comfortable and he didn’t know how to stop them from falling off, but if they would stop his feet from getting sore then he had to put up with it. Sighing a little, he soon bounced a little, “Ooh! Food! Drink! Sippy-sippy?” he asked up as he made grabby-hand movements, “I’m hungry and thirsty…”
Watching Takeshi, he glared at him before slowly folding his arm, his paw going over his sore arm instead of completely folding over. If Takeshi was going to treat him like this, then he was going to deny him that, “Guess what, genius: you’re not supposed to win during lessons. The whole point on a lesson is to learn, not win”, he spoke calmly, staring at him with a hardened gaze, “You’ve got to get that through your thick head or you may end up getting killed”. He should probably think about trying to sleep again with Takeshi going as he slowly unbuckled his belt, he pulled it away from him and placed it down beside his bed, giving a glance towards Takeshi when he spoke once more, “Great…medicine. Maybe we’ll throw it at the King and hope we cure his evil…”
Shu and T’charrl were sitting fairly quietly and pretty close to each other, Shu feeling a little tired and T’charrl quite worn down. Neither wanted to be sitting on the hard floor all day and Takeshi sure was taking his time. When Takeshi finally arrived he had got them nice goodies, T’charrl sitting up and Shu scooching across the floor towards Takeshi. Holding his hands out at Takeshi, Shu squeaked a little before his eyes went to the shoes, staring at them curiously as he tilted his head, “Ooh? Oooohhh, I’m not good at these…” he sighed, taking them towards himself and sliding them on carefully. They were not very comfortable and he didn’t know how to stop them from falling off, but if they would stop his feet from getting sore then he had to put up with it. Sighing a little, he soon bounced a little, “Ooh! Food! Drink! Sippy-sippy?” he asked up as he made grabby-hand movements, “I’m hungry and thirsty…”
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Takeshi was definitely not cut out for this kind of battle, at least not just now. He didn’t even know why he was helping this kid with a simple move, finding him to be annoying and too arrogant to understand it was very important and could change a battle outright. Viral remained calm as if he was in a real battle, he wasn’t willing to have Takeshi get the better of him if he was going to get annoyed. Having Takeshi get parried easily did make him feel good about it, but just from looking at Takeshi it was obvious that he wasn’t going to learn anytime soon, “If you used Ki against me in my strongest form, you would be split in half by now”, he snapped yet spoke lowly as he immediately went in to see if Takeshi could parry him, instead falling to the floor, “Using Ki against me when I’m like this and I will make you suffer”.
Viral had no tolerance for cheaters and would act out immediately if that happened, not giving a damn to who they were so long as they committed this offence against him. Staring down at Takeshi, he watched as he sheathed his blade as a sign of defeat, frowning when he said he was taking it. Narrowing his gaze, he let out a huff and looked away from him, “Hmph, sure you will…” he muttered, obviously not too pleased with the results. He didn’t get to do much at all and that was as much swordplay as he got with someone else, even if that someone else had to be Takeshi. Moving back towards his bed, he sheathed his cleaver and sat down slowly, “Fine. You go and do your little job for the lizards. We’re not leaving this planet empty-handed…”
Viral had no tolerance for cheaters and would act out immediately if that happened, not giving a damn to who they were so long as they committed this offence against him. Staring down at Takeshi, he watched as he sheathed his blade as a sign of defeat, frowning when he said he was taking it. Narrowing his gaze, he let out a huff and looked away from him, “Hmph, sure you will…” he muttered, obviously not too pleased with the results. He didn’t get to do much at all and that was as much swordplay as he got with someone else, even if that someone else had to be Takeshi. Moving back towards his bed, he sheathed his cleaver and sat down slowly, “Fine. You go and do your little job for the lizards. We’re not leaving this planet empty-handed…”
Viral was probably the most passionate about his blade, but his was a special one and practically an extension of himself. Takeshi should be treating the blade as an extension too, but he seemed more confident with keeping his ideals intact and seeing it as a weapon was all he could do. He had to recognise that not all fights could be won with fists and Ki, especially when it was forbidden in a battle. It didn’t matter if he wanted to cheat, but what he had to recognise was he was going to be shamed as a disgrace and no better than a brute. Staring at Takeshi as he gave the blade contemplation, he narrowed his gaze before nodding, “You don’t have to, you need to”, he spoke lowly, “You will have no weapon eventually if you don’t take care of it. I can see the General having kept his weapon in peak condition previously, so it’s not as if you have a weapon that is fresh out of the blacksmith!”
Even if his room was small, he didn’t want to go anywhere else with this and probably have Takeshi either running off because he was fed up or Vegeta seeing he was out of bed. He wasn’t supposed to have this time for resting and yet here he was doing a quick lesson because he was annoyed at Takeshi’s blatant disregard for a weapon’s pride. Holding out his weapon readily, he stared at Takeshi carefully and watched his every move, “Hmph, getting something on your first try…I doubt it”. Watching as Takeshi made a quick dash, Viral watched his sword before immediately twisting his blade around Takeshi’s as it came close, displacing the attack completely and almost disarming Takeshi, “To parry is to deflect! Your attack is rendered useless no matter its strength and I can strike you while you stumble!” he spoke as he pushed forward with his cleaver, looking like he could slice Takeshi up if he didn’t stop abruptly, “See how easy I can kill you? If I ambushed you and you were relying on Ki, I would be able to kill you! Now do it!” Pulling back quickly, he made the same movement that Takeshi tried only with one arm.
Even if his room was small, he didn’t want to go anywhere else with this and probably have Takeshi either running off because he was fed up or Vegeta seeing he was out of bed. He wasn’t supposed to have this time for resting and yet here he was doing a quick lesson because he was annoyed at Takeshi’s blatant disregard for a weapon’s pride. Holding out his weapon readily, he stared at Takeshi carefully and watched his every move, “Hmph, getting something on your first try…I doubt it”. Watching as Takeshi made a quick dash, Viral watched his sword before immediately twisting his blade around Takeshi’s as it came close, displacing the attack completely and almost disarming Takeshi, “To parry is to deflect! Your attack is rendered useless no matter its strength and I can strike you while you stumble!” he spoke as he pushed forward with his cleaver, looking like he could slice Takeshi up if he didn’t stop abruptly, “See how easy I can kill you? If I ambushed you and you were relying on Ki, I would be able to kill you! Now do it!” Pulling back quickly, he made the same movement that Takeshi tried only with one arm.
Viral didn’t want to make it easy on Takeshi, but he didn’t want to lie either and make Takeshi feel prideful over possibly getting passed him. He didn’t know what he did to his arm, but it felt like his muscle tore, the pain going up to his shoulder. He was supposed to be resting for that, but he couldn’t find enough peace to sleep. If Takeshi complied and went ahead with the fight, he certainly did wonder if that would make him feel tired enough to sleep. Staring at Takeshi, he narrowed his gaze, “Every scratch needs to be watched over and cared for so that it doesn’t turn into a crack…then shattering the sword! To care for each of these scars would be the same as caring for your body before going into battle, tuning it and hoping it will return from battle unscathed. You should ask the bug what material it’s made from before trying to heal it…”
Waiting for Takeshi to come into his room, he looked to his door and closed it with a quick press of the button, giving Takeshi a look when he instead complained about his state. Here he thought he’d have Takeshi thinking he’d have an easy time with it, but was instead disappointed that he wasn’t going to fight against someone at their best. It was a typical Saiyan reaction, they just wanted to fight strong opponents all the time, but if Takeshi wanted to feel cheated out of a good fight then he was going to have to put up with it. Sighing, he let Takeshi take the sword before slowly unsheathing his cleaver, holding it out in front of him, “Don’t you get it? I’m making it easy for you on purpose because you’ve not been asking for lessons…and I am better at swordplay than you are by far. You come at me and I’ll parry…and you can see what it is since you barely seem to know”, he spoke calmly before moving his blade sideways, “You use both arms if you feel your sword will be more stable! You want to go off and show your sword off to your friend? You’re going to have to try hard…”
Waiting for Takeshi to come into his room, he looked to his door and closed it with a quick press of the button, giving Takeshi a look when he instead complained about his state. Here he thought he’d have Takeshi thinking he’d have an easy time with it, but was instead disappointed that he wasn’t going to fight against someone at their best. It was a typical Saiyan reaction, they just wanted to fight strong opponents all the time, but if Takeshi wanted to feel cheated out of a good fight then he was going to have to put up with it. Sighing, he let Takeshi take the sword before slowly unsheathing his cleaver, holding it out in front of him, “Don’t you get it? I’m making it easy for you on purpose because you’ve not been asking for lessons…and I am better at swordplay than you are by far. You come at me and I’ll parry…and you can see what it is since you barely seem to know”, he spoke calmly before moving his blade sideways, “You use both arms if you feel your sword will be more stable! You want to go off and show your sword off to your friend? You’re going to have to try hard…”
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