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T’charrl couldn’t shake off the nerves he was feeling as he flew over the city, his worry over where the General was barely anything compared to how he felt about being in the city. It was certainly a lovely place to look at from a distance, but being in it felt like a complete rat race with the only appeal being he could fly around if he wanted to. They certainly lead a strange life up above ground, whether they were actually active at night too was a curiosity but at the moment he really didn’t think he should be concerned about that. If the world would ever unite together, then maybe he would explore these cities and see what they were like. Giving a quick glance back at the Saiyans, he smiled a little and nodded, “Yeah, it’s very different to what you can find here, with a wall and all”, he spoke, looking back to the city, “Do what you can, just be aware of what my mother said. We can’t have the people hating us”.
Already the city folk were beginning to get a little anxious upon seeing T’charrl by the looks of it, a good few quickly retreating to the ground or watching him from their window. It was a little nerve-wrecking in all honesty, he didn’t like being constantly watched like this and definitely didn’t want to end up being shot out of the sky from an unexpected attack. Luckily for T’charrl, the twins were keeping a constant lookout while Kabocha did too, just making sure nobody would try and shoot any of them out of the sky in an act of hostility. Feeling a fair bundle of nerves sitting inside him, he took in a deep breath before gasping a little when Kabocha spotted the place, his eyes immediately going down to the base, “Uhhh, yeah, that’s it”, he said quickly, looking around cautiously before flying a little higher so the Saiyans were all in front, “So what’s your plan to get me inside? The soldiers are snipers with those arrows of theirs, so it might be tricky”.
Already the city folk were beginning to get a little anxious upon seeing T’charrl by the looks of it, a good few quickly retreating to the ground or watching him from their window. It was a little nerve-wrecking in all honesty, he didn’t like being constantly watched like this and definitely didn’t want to end up being shot out of the sky from an unexpected attack. Luckily for T’charrl, the twins were keeping a constant lookout while Kabocha did too, just making sure nobody would try and shoot any of them out of the sky in an act of hostility. Feeling a fair bundle of nerves sitting inside him, he took in a deep breath before gasping a little when Kabocha spotted the place, his eyes immediately going down to the base, “Uhhh, yeah, that’s it”, he said quickly, looking around cautiously before flying a little higher so the Saiyans were all in front, “So what’s your plan to get me inside? The soldiers are snipers with those arrows of theirs, so it might be tricky”.
Choi and Kai weren’t too fussed about the plan, seeing as how they were going to act as bodyguards and nothing more. It wasn’t a big deal that they didn’t have to fight; there was still the problem of actually doing something positive for the Prince so he could get their parents somehow, after all. Watching the Queen tend and comfort her son, Kai couldn’t help but feel fed up while Choi stared longingly at the Queen as if trying to imagine how a mother would treat him when he was feeling doubt. Maybe Kabocha got to experience that with his own mother, seeing as how it was rare for female Saiyans to stay with their male counterparts after breeding. With them all ready to go and get the General, the twins waited until T’charrl had set off first before taking to the air themselves, flying behind him with each twin on either side.
T’charrl gave his mother one last look before flying straight off towards the city, his mind trying to get focused on how he should do this and whether the General would even be there. He would be in danger of getting hit by projectiles while in the air, but he hoped the Saiyans would be able to protect him from that. Looking back at the Saiyans, he nodded a little, giving Kabocha a little smile, “Yeah, I thought you might prefer if we go in directly rather than being sneaky”, he spoke, looking back to the city, “Besides, you guys don’t have camouflage”. He was feeling increasingly nervous the further in they flew, nobody except Katas was brave enough to come to this place and what was worse was how much of the public were noticing them flying through the air. It wasn’t only because of the Saiyans, but also the fact that T’charrl was wearing the same tribal gear that they were often warned about and to watch out for, “Uhhh, right…keep your eye out for any black warriors, okay? They’ll try to shoot at us and they don’t care for collateral damage, so make sure nothing hits the people, okay?” he spoke cautiously, keeping an eye out himself, “It’s the military complex in the middle of the city, maybe if we can get into the place…everything will be fine…”
T’charrl gave his mother one last look before flying straight off towards the city, his mind trying to get focused on how he should do this and whether the General would even be there. He would be in danger of getting hit by projectiles while in the air, but he hoped the Saiyans would be able to protect him from that. Looking back at the Saiyans, he nodded a little, giving Kabocha a little smile, “Yeah, I thought you might prefer if we go in directly rather than being sneaky”, he spoke, looking back to the city, “Besides, you guys don’t have camouflage”. He was feeling increasingly nervous the further in they flew, nobody except Katas was brave enough to come to this place and what was worse was how much of the public were noticing them flying through the air. It wasn’t only because of the Saiyans, but also the fact that T’charrl was wearing the same tribal gear that they were often warned about and to watch out for, “Uhhh, right…keep your eye out for any black warriors, okay? They’ll try to shoot at us and they don’t care for collateral damage, so make sure nothing hits the people, okay?” he spoke cautiously, keeping an eye out himself, “It’s the military complex in the middle of the city, maybe if we can get into the place…everything will be fine…”
T’charrl was completely unsure to how he was supposed to handle such a mission, especially when it meant their whole life on the planet would completely change forever. The pressure would probably be enough to kill him if he had a weak heart, but thankfully he was fair healthy and could only think of the impending doom that would most likely come later. Looking to the Saiyans for a moment, he let out a sigh and nodded, hoping it was okay that they were going with him rather than simply being dragged along because his mother said so. Nodding a little, he looked up at her with a frown, “His soldiers managed to defeat three of my friends. That’s what I’m worried about the most…” He didn’t want what happened to his friends to happen to these people, they were innocent as far as he was concerned.
Lowering his head a little, he leaned against his cane as she spoke, not completely looking sure to how he was supposed to feel about her attempted confidence boosts. She was definitely confident in him, he just couldn’t find that confidence in himself when he had never been pushed into something as daring as this; soldiers he could handle fine, but when he was captured the General was simply terrifying. He’d threaten the existence of his mother and talk about what he would do to his family, but even then he didn’t think it would ever be him behind all of it and thought he was answering to a higher calling. Looking up at her at her encouragement over his powers, he smiled a little as she petted his head, “…R-Really…? Maybe…I’ll try not to…”
If he was going to use his abilities, it would have to be to protect rather than to attack. He wouldn’t want any witnesses to think he was deadly and seeing him using his power to destroy would definitely not be the wisest thing to do. Smiling up at his mother, he turned to Kabocha when he spoke up his concerns, frowning a little before looking away for a moment, “Uhh well, I’ve been there before…when I was captured”, he spoke, fluttering his wings a little before lifting off into the air, “I know where the military base is, it’s likely where he’d be. We have to go to the city, if you’re ready”.
Lowering his head a little, he leaned against his cane as she spoke, not completely looking sure to how he was supposed to feel about her attempted confidence boosts. She was definitely confident in him, he just couldn’t find that confidence in himself when he had never been pushed into something as daring as this; soldiers he could handle fine, but when he was captured the General was simply terrifying. He’d threaten the existence of his mother and talk about what he would do to his family, but even then he didn’t think it would ever be him behind all of it and thought he was answering to a higher calling. Looking up at her at her encouragement over his powers, he smiled a little as she petted his head, “…R-Really…? Maybe…I’ll try not to…”
If he was going to use his abilities, it would have to be to protect rather than to attack. He wouldn’t want any witnesses to think he was deadly and seeing him using his power to destroy would definitely not be the wisest thing to do. Smiling up at his mother, he turned to Kabocha when he spoke up his concerns, frowning a little before looking away for a moment, “Uhh well, I’ve been there before…when I was captured”, he spoke, fluttering his wings a little before lifting off into the air, “I know where the military base is, it’s likely where he’d be. We have to go to the city, if you’re ready”.
Kai didn’t really find this whole plan to be very good to say the least, it was already extremely loose and there really was no actual plan to what they were actually going to do. If they couldn’t kill the guy, then what exactly were they supposed to do to him when they found him? Feeling a little confused by the sudden demand, he followed Kabocha on out and let out a sigh, shaking his head, “It’s not as if we have a choice; besides, it’s hardly a big deal”, he spoke, looking to the door, “Aren’t these guys supposed to help us with our parent problem, anyway? Might as well go ahead with it”. Upon arriving outside, Kai looked to Choi calmly before turning around to see the Queen, watching her curiously before smirking a little when Kabocha was hit by her. It was about time somebody hit him, but it wasn’t helping all that well when they still needed to hear the plan from the Queen herself.
T’charrl was unsure how to approach his mother as he headed on out to the open world, trying to keep off his cane as much as he could to try and act strong and able. He was a little nervous, but hopefully he wouldn’t be put into something that would mean life or death for him as was the case for a lot of things. Slowly approaching the door, he stepped outside only to spot Kabocha being hit by his mother and an immediate complaint coming out of it. Letting out a sigh, he slowly approached his mother with his eyes focused on her, coming to a halt just before her. He was rather nervous, his eyes staring at her until she finally spoke of the plan and immediately put him in charge over the Saiyans, “…What? Me?” he questioned her, not exactly sure what the plan of action was. By ‘him’, he could only assume it was the General she was talking about, something he had hoped one of the others would take care of instead. As his mind suddenly became awash with worry, he stared at her before frowning at the word hero, “I am…? Are you sure about this, Mother? I-I mean…how do I face up against a guy like that? He’s a lot stronger than me…” he spoke quickly, only to let out a sigh and lower his head, “And what if I fail…? And what if they find out about my…’differences’. I’d be a disgrace to the family name, everything would be ruined…”
T’charrl was unsure how to approach his mother as he headed on out to the open world, trying to keep off his cane as much as he could to try and act strong and able. He was a little nervous, but hopefully he wouldn’t be put into something that would mean life or death for him as was the case for a lot of things. Slowly approaching the door, he stepped outside only to spot Kabocha being hit by his mother and an immediate complaint coming out of it. Letting out a sigh, he slowly approached his mother with his eyes focused on her, coming to a halt just before her. He was rather nervous, his eyes staring at her until she finally spoke of the plan and immediately put him in charge over the Saiyans, “…What? Me?” he questioned her, not exactly sure what the plan of action was. By ‘him’, he could only assume it was the General she was talking about, something he had hoped one of the others would take care of instead. As his mind suddenly became awash with worry, he stared at her before frowning at the word hero, “I am…? Are you sure about this, Mother? I-I mean…how do I face up against a guy like that? He’s a lot stronger than me…” he spoke quickly, only to let out a sigh and lower his head, “And what if I fail…? And what if they find out about my…’differences’. I’d be a disgrace to the family name, everything would be ruined…”
Shu was a fair bit stressed out, he didn’t know what he was supposed to say or how he was supposed to react when everything was completely flipping all over the place regarding matters he couldn’t even remember. With the stress being particularly potent with how little he could move, he squeaked a little when the Queen spoke up, his eyes looking in her direction as he frowned a little. Feeling a little loss over what he was supposed to believe, he let out a sigh and looked back to the ceiling, “O-Okay…I’ll try…I’m sorry…” he frowned, closing his eyes, “I’ll sleep…I’m tired…” He really had way too much to worry about and couldn’t quite get it into his head that he was hurt and it was really important to rest if he wanted to ever move again.
With the Queen heading on over with Takeshi, the twins sat in with Kabocha just keeping to their own group while everyone else went ahead and tried to fix everyone up. There were definitely a lot of reasons to keep away from others, especially when they didn’t have the chance of getting to be useful around a bunch of injuries. With the Queen quickly barging into the room with Takeshi in toll, Choi got a little bit of a fright before they were all forced into working once more. Staring at her collectively, the twins could only give a quick glance between the pair before Choi was suddenly grabbed by the shirt and forced to stare up at the Queen in surprise, “Ah! What? O-Okay! Okay, I’ll get him…”
Slowly moving out of the Queen’s grip, Choi slowly slipped by the Queen and headed on over to try and find everyone else before she got mad at him instead, his eyes going to Shu the moment he spotted the kid. He looked fair beaten all wrapped up in those bandages, but hopefully it didn’t mean he couldn’t move regarding how straight he had to be. Frowning a little, he entered the kitchen with his eyes going to Viral on the table and the other two hovering over him while the alien was washing up. The Beastman had managed to get injured again? Seemed to be a common thing with how prepared they were to treat him, Vegeta even had his shirt off like it was a mechanic’s job, “Uhhh…T’charrl? Your mother wants you outside”, he spoke, his eyes still on Viral before he quickly turned around and headed on out, feeling a little put off by what he was seeing.
T’charrl was only just managing to wash his hands when Choi came in, his words making his heart sink a little. Letting out a groan, he turned to look at the others, his cane firmly in hand, “Uhhh, I should go then. Just be careful and I guess don’t be too surprised if he spits up blood”, he sighed, heading on to the exit, “It’s still weird that your blood is red, you know…” He did wonder what his mother wanted; she didn’t usually want to call him away for things when he was helping out in the first place. Heading on out to the exit, he let out a sigh to try and prepare himself, worried that she was just going to ask him to go home with his own weaknesses plaguing him.
With the Queen heading on over with Takeshi, the twins sat in with Kabocha just keeping to their own group while everyone else went ahead and tried to fix everyone up. There were definitely a lot of reasons to keep away from others, especially when they didn’t have the chance of getting to be useful around a bunch of injuries. With the Queen quickly barging into the room with Takeshi in toll, Choi got a little bit of a fright before they were all forced into working once more. Staring at her collectively, the twins could only give a quick glance between the pair before Choi was suddenly grabbed by the shirt and forced to stare up at the Queen in surprise, “Ah! What? O-Okay! Okay, I’ll get him…”
Slowly moving out of the Queen’s grip, Choi slowly slipped by the Queen and headed on over to try and find everyone else before she got mad at him instead, his eyes going to Shu the moment he spotted the kid. He looked fair beaten all wrapped up in those bandages, but hopefully it didn’t mean he couldn’t move regarding how straight he had to be. Frowning a little, he entered the kitchen with his eyes going to Viral on the table and the other two hovering over him while the alien was washing up. The Beastman had managed to get injured again? Seemed to be a common thing with how prepared they were to treat him, Vegeta even had his shirt off like it was a mechanic’s job, “Uhhh…T’charrl? Your mother wants you outside”, he spoke, his eyes still on Viral before he quickly turned around and headed on out, feeling a little put off by what he was seeing.
T’charrl was only just managing to wash his hands when Choi came in, his words making his heart sink a little. Letting out a groan, he turned to look at the others, his cane firmly in hand, “Uhhh, I should go then. Just be careful and I guess don’t be too surprised if he spits up blood”, he sighed, heading on to the exit, “It’s still weird that your blood is red, you know…” He did wonder what his mother wanted; she didn’t usually want to call him away for things when he was helping out in the first place. Heading on out to the exit, he let out a sigh to try and prepare himself, worried that she was just going to ask him to go home with his own weaknesses plaguing him.
T’charrl thought it was definitely a strange concept to go under, but then again it was just the word that made him feel uncomfortable. Whatever they used to get their medicine was fine by him, but he didn’t like the sound of chemicals and would rather stick to what he knew just like they probably did too. Smiling nervously, he looked between Viral and Vegeta as he spoke to the Beastman, tilting his head a little before using this moment to go and treat Viral once he was fully turned over. It was a good moment of distraction to get in there and quickly do what he needed to do without the Beastman getting too anxious and ending up attacking him instead. Frowning a little as he treated Viral, he looked to Vegeta and nodded a little, “It shouldn’t take too long for Takeshi to feel better, Shu should start remembering things soon, hopefully by the end of the day”, he sighed, moving away from Viral quickly once he finished up, “If not then there might be more wrong with him than I thought, but it’s definitely a concussion and when I last checked there wasn’t brain swelling. Just don’t let him stress out too much and make sure there’s someone there always for the next two days, I mean…symptoms can get worse if he’s under stress and isn’t allowed to rest. Maybe try and get him to sit up sometime if he improves”.
Shu was confused, he didn’t know what was happening or why Takeshi was telling him all of this, but was making him extremely uncomfortable and he just was getting to the point where he couldn’t take it. He just wanted answers, but the answer he was looking for was still terribly far away from him in a confusing place where understanding the simplest thing was beyond anything. Squeaking a little when it was all just settling into his head, when Takeshi moved he couldn’t turn to look that way either but Takeshi was even closer to him now and all it did manage to do was make him feel fairly unsettled. Squeaking a little, he tried to pull himself up but couldn’t even get any pressure in his hands. He didn’t like how Takeshi was talking to him at all and just became even more unsettled when Takeshi put his head on his chest, “Why are you saying that…? I don’t hate anyone…stop trying to make me hate someone…oww! Oww…it’s hurting…why you say this…? I don’t want to be alone…don’t want to die…”
Shu was confused, he didn’t know what was happening or why Takeshi was telling him all of this, but was making him extremely uncomfortable and he just was getting to the point where he couldn’t take it. He just wanted answers, but the answer he was looking for was still terribly far away from him in a confusing place where understanding the simplest thing was beyond anything. Squeaking a little when it was all just settling into his head, when Takeshi moved he couldn’t turn to look that way either but Takeshi was even closer to him now and all it did manage to do was make him feel fairly unsettled. Squeaking a little, he tried to pull himself up but couldn’t even get any pressure in his hands. He didn’t like how Takeshi was talking to him at all and just became even more unsettled when Takeshi put his head on his chest, “Why are you saying that…? I don’t hate anyone…stop trying to make me hate someone…oww! Oww…it’s hurting…why you say this…? I don’t want to be alone…don’t want to die…”
Snark could only move away slightly as the girl spoke about his struggles being fair irrelevant, his mind feeling confused for a moment before he simply looked away from her. He didn’t think he was past the point at all, he was very much still struggling with that point and still had no clue what was going on here to decide whether they were all past that too. He needed food, he needed shelter and they’d probably come searching for him if he ever disappeared from this group completely. He was in a confusing place right now; he didn’t know where he was going or what was happening next all because he wandered into the wrong place at the wrong time. The man still confused him, the one who was gone as soon as he appeared and just what the hell was wrong with him if he was regarded as part of this group.
With his nerves picking up, he gasped a little when one of the other girls told him to relax, only in Japanese. Even when he was trying to not be Japanese he was still able to be pointed out of the crowd as one of them, something that definitely made him feel a little uncomfortable; he could understand Japanese, that wasn’t the problem, but rather recent history in the US hadn’t left the kindest impression on people of Japanese origin. Staring at the strange smoking woman, he let out a sigh and folded his arms close to his ribs. At least she was speaking up for his concerns, but that was just a minor step towards finding out just what was going on and what it actually meant to be called a ‘mutant’. He was still very confused, his mind simply lost rather than buzzing with thought in this massive maelstrom of worry and caution.
It seemed a lot of them had the same worries too, that was probably better than feeling alone in the subject. A good lot of them looked as if they had a reasonable means of existence; hopefully he hadn’t worked into some strange mafia cult by accident. Slowly moving his hand to his neck, he gave it a gentle rub before twitching a little as he was mentioned, narrowing his eyes a little as he was called out for being a street rat. He should had really spoken up about that, but for some reason he could only agree about his condition and standards of living when compared to the others who were so graceful to put up with his presence, not to mention he probably smelled really bad too.
With a little moment to contemplate as the seemingly pure Japanese spoke up finally, he merely gave her a quick look before away again, letting out a sigh as he tried to think about his standards of living and what might possibly happen if he was accepted into this group. At least he’d have people to speak to in Japanese, but that was if they ever wanted to talk to him. Speaking privately out of the cop’s ears had been something essential for him, but here it seemed to be a case of simply knowing it rather than speaking it out of convenience. Frowning a little, he slowly shook his head as he contemplated his existence in this place.
Feeling a little lost over all the strange things he was witnessing today, he let out a sigh before the man finally spoke up once more, his eyes immediately going straight to him in curiosity to what he would give them. It sounded like a lot to offer them simply because of some strange ability they all possibly had, but then again why was he here if he didn’t even know whether he had anything like that too. It could possibly be cool, he’d be able to fend off all the drunken idiots off the streets if he could toss around coins like that. Scratching his chin for a moment, he raised his head at the thought of eating, his stomach quickly feeling happier at the sound of that. Watching as the man went to the fridge himself, he quickly sprung over to it as if his life depended on it. He was going to get what he wanted first, nobody could possibly stop him, “Food, you say?” he gasped a little, as he shoved himself around Erik simply to get at the glorious food. Opening it very slightly, he made a grab for whatever sandwich he could, his mind not even paying a drop of attention to anything else or the fact that some blue weirdo just entered the building.
With his nerves picking up, he gasped a little when one of the other girls told him to relax, only in Japanese. Even when he was trying to not be Japanese he was still able to be pointed out of the crowd as one of them, something that definitely made him feel a little uncomfortable; he could understand Japanese, that wasn’t the problem, but rather recent history in the US hadn’t left the kindest impression on people of Japanese origin. Staring at the strange smoking woman, he let out a sigh and folded his arms close to his ribs. At least she was speaking up for his concerns, but that was just a minor step towards finding out just what was going on and what it actually meant to be called a ‘mutant’. He was still very confused, his mind simply lost rather than buzzing with thought in this massive maelstrom of worry and caution.
It seemed a lot of them had the same worries too, that was probably better than feeling alone in the subject. A good lot of them looked as if they had a reasonable means of existence; hopefully he hadn’t worked into some strange mafia cult by accident. Slowly moving his hand to his neck, he gave it a gentle rub before twitching a little as he was mentioned, narrowing his eyes a little as he was called out for being a street rat. He should had really spoken up about that, but for some reason he could only agree about his condition and standards of living when compared to the others who were so graceful to put up with his presence, not to mention he probably smelled really bad too.
With a little moment to contemplate as the seemingly pure Japanese spoke up finally, he merely gave her a quick look before away again, letting out a sigh as he tried to think about his standards of living and what might possibly happen if he was accepted into this group. At least he’d have people to speak to in Japanese, but that was if they ever wanted to talk to him. Speaking privately out of the cop’s ears had been something essential for him, but here it seemed to be a case of simply knowing it rather than speaking it out of convenience. Frowning a little, he slowly shook his head as he contemplated his existence in this place.
Feeling a little lost over all the strange things he was witnessing today, he let out a sigh before the man finally spoke up once more, his eyes immediately going straight to him in curiosity to what he would give them. It sounded like a lot to offer them simply because of some strange ability they all possibly had, but then again why was he here if he didn’t even know whether he had anything like that too. It could possibly be cool, he’d be able to fend off all the drunken idiots off the streets if he could toss around coins like that. Scratching his chin for a moment, he raised his head at the thought of eating, his stomach quickly feeling happier at the sound of that. Watching as the man went to the fridge himself, he quickly sprung over to it as if his life depended on it. He was going to get what he wanted first, nobody could possibly stop him, “Food, you say?” he gasped a little, as he shoved himself around Erik simply to get at the glorious food. Opening it very slightly, he made a grab for whatever sandwich he could, his mind not even paying a drop of attention to anything else or the fact that some blue weirdo just entered the building.
Viral was finding it a great deal of discomfort trying to put up with something like this, especially when it was somebody he had absolutely zero familiarity in giving him treatment. He didn’t fully understand why he needed to be held down, but it was probably no wonder when he was the one who was unstable and generally pretty volatile. It was pretty painful to have someone touch a burn like he had, but it was hardly comparable to having to receive it. Shutting his eyes momentarily as the alien continued to rub the strange substance into his body, growling a little in hopes that it would be all over soon.
T’charrl was being fairly gentle, keeping his claws pointed up just incase he might end up scratching the Beastman in turn instead of trying to help him. It was fairly difficult to work under this much pressure, a frown on his face most of the time until Vegeta asked about the medicine. Looking a little confused, he looked down to his satchels before he shook his head a little, “Where else would you get remedies from…?” he questioned him, looking back down to the burn, “We get everything from the planet, I’m not entirely sure where else you’d get things. It’s always been this way”. Feeling a little more content with what he was doing, he looked to Yumi when she entered, giving her a smile. Everything seemed to be going okay, but he could only hope that Viral would be okay with the drastic change of position, “Be careful when you do…I’m done on this side. Just let it dry in a little, maybe…”
Viral wasn’t overly thrilled with having Yumi there watching him while he was getting this sort of treatment, especially with the position he was being held in. It was very uncomfortable and probably looked stupid too, but now Yumi was going to have to witness it all and even help shift him so he was facing the other way. Feeling particularly fed up and still quite in pain, he looked to Vegeta when he spoke before letting out a bit of a growl, “A doctor…? What do you mean…if my healing is going alright…” He felt a little confused, especially when this was supposed to be his treatment for now while leaving his innards to heal by themselves. It was very uncomfortable, especially the thought of having to be flipped over again.
Shu didn’t know how he was supposed to talk to Takeshi like this, he felt really uncomfortable being unable to see who he was talking to or how they were even reacting to what he was saying. He probably would had been better talking to Takeshi when he was able to move or being lower to the floor and Takeshi higher up, he couldn’t even see what was wrong with Takeshi. Slowly moving his tail, he listened to Takeshi but could only feel confused, the moments of memory feeling fairly clouded and still out of reach as his headache persisted, “Huh…? Ooh, maybe…maybe I’ll remember that, eventually…I-I mean, I think I just had my head hit too hard”.
Shu was feeling fairly uncomfortable, not entirely sure himself why but it was good enough for him to look to see where Yumi was from his position. The lack of body language for him to read really bothered him, especially when the voice was coming from a generally vague location. With his general confusion and disorientation, Takeshi continued to speak but for Shu he found it fairly difficult to understand. He didn’t know why Takeshi was apologising, but if it was his fault it gave the impression that he hit him really hard and even hurt Viral. Feeling very confused, he looked around quickly as Takeshi continued to speak, panicking slightly as all sorts of thoughts came into his head as if an attack, “W-Why would you hurt me and Mister Viral…? Killed what men…? Who? What’s going on…? Why are you saying these things to me…? I-I don’t understand, why are you hurting my head…? Did I do bad…? D-Did I change? Oww…my head hurts a lot…why hit it…?”
T’charrl was being fairly gentle, keeping his claws pointed up just incase he might end up scratching the Beastman in turn instead of trying to help him. It was fairly difficult to work under this much pressure, a frown on his face most of the time until Vegeta asked about the medicine. Looking a little confused, he looked down to his satchels before he shook his head a little, “Where else would you get remedies from…?” he questioned him, looking back down to the burn, “We get everything from the planet, I’m not entirely sure where else you’d get things. It’s always been this way”. Feeling a little more content with what he was doing, he looked to Yumi when she entered, giving her a smile. Everything seemed to be going okay, but he could only hope that Viral would be okay with the drastic change of position, “Be careful when you do…I’m done on this side. Just let it dry in a little, maybe…”
Viral wasn’t overly thrilled with having Yumi there watching him while he was getting this sort of treatment, especially with the position he was being held in. It was very uncomfortable and probably looked stupid too, but now Yumi was going to have to witness it all and even help shift him so he was facing the other way. Feeling particularly fed up and still quite in pain, he looked to Vegeta when he spoke before letting out a bit of a growl, “A doctor…? What do you mean…if my healing is going alright…” He felt a little confused, especially when this was supposed to be his treatment for now while leaving his innards to heal by themselves. It was very uncomfortable, especially the thought of having to be flipped over again.
Shu didn’t know how he was supposed to talk to Takeshi like this, he felt really uncomfortable being unable to see who he was talking to or how they were even reacting to what he was saying. He probably would had been better talking to Takeshi when he was able to move or being lower to the floor and Takeshi higher up, he couldn’t even see what was wrong with Takeshi. Slowly moving his tail, he listened to Takeshi but could only feel confused, the moments of memory feeling fairly clouded and still out of reach as his headache persisted, “Huh…? Ooh, maybe…maybe I’ll remember that, eventually…I-I mean, I think I just had my head hit too hard”.
Shu was feeling fairly uncomfortable, not entirely sure himself why but it was good enough for him to look to see where Yumi was from his position. The lack of body language for him to read really bothered him, especially when the voice was coming from a generally vague location. With his general confusion and disorientation, Takeshi continued to speak but for Shu he found it fairly difficult to understand. He didn’t know why Takeshi was apologising, but if it was his fault it gave the impression that he hit him really hard and even hurt Viral. Feeling very confused, he looked around quickly as Takeshi continued to speak, panicking slightly as all sorts of thoughts came into his head as if an attack, “W-Why would you hurt me and Mister Viral…? Killed what men…? Who? What’s going on…? Why are you saying these things to me…? I-I don’t understand, why are you hurting my head…? Did I do bad…? D-Did I change? Oww…my head hurts a lot…why hit it…?”
Shu didn’t know how to feel right now, he was all sorts of confused and just wanted to sit up and move around. He wasn’t allowed to, nor was it probably possible for him to actually get up and going where ever he wanted to be. Letting out a little sigh at the thought, he stared up at Yumi, smiling a little when she spoke about Takeshi, “Okay…okay! I’ll wait here because…umm, well I can’t go anywhere”, he smiled a little, trying to make light of the situation before she kissed him and promptly left to get a hold of Takeshi. He was a little saddened by it all, he shouldn’t need to feel lonely when his friends were all here too, but he couldn’t move and that was the main difference behind it all.
T’charrl kept his frown, looking a little unsure about what was being said before he sighed, giving him a little nod, “I guess if you have those worries. The gel acts like a gum…like from trees”, he said calmly, feeling a little taken back by all the negativity going on here. Feeling as if Takeshi just wanted rid of him, he nodded a little when he explained that wasn’t the intention before he walked on towards the kitchen actively with caution, “Then…rest up, at least. If you want to fight, you have to be in good health”.
With his mind floating around a little, he let out a sigh before holding his breath at the sight of Viral, his eyes going to the claw marks on the table before to the Beastman. If he was hit by those, he’d surely never survive so he did trust that Vegeta knew what he was doing with the Beastman. Waiting for Vegeta to get into position, he slowly moved around the table, keeping his distance for a moment before finally feeling that he could go in to help, “O-Okay! Uhh…burns aren’t hard, just don’t scratch…especially with those claws…” Slowly taking out a sachet of powder, he placed it down nearby and got out a little bottle of blue liquid, pouring it onto the powder to create a cream, “I just hope I have enough…”
Taking up a moment to prepare the cream, he looked to Viral as he took up some on two claws as he slowly approached him. He couldn’t help but notice the pained yet annoyed look on Viral’s face as he was held down, he hesitated a moment before immediately rubbing the cream onto Viral’s burn. The Beastman flinching and growling made T’charrl jump to say the least, but he was determined to help him if it would mean they wouldn’t see him as weak. Frowning a little, he looked to Vegeta, smiling nervously, “Uhh, maybe after I’ve treated the other side, you could find some bandages…? I used all mine on friend Shu…”
Shu had a bit of waiting to do, he was a little nervous but was still willing to wait around and see what kind of welcome he’d get from his brother. It felt like so long since he had seen him, but it was taking even longer for Yumi to get a hold of him. He knew he had been hurt, Yumi told him that, but maybe Takeshi just didn’t want to see him hence why he was taking so long to come to him. Frowning sadly a little, he looked around the room a little as if testing to see how much he could move his neck; in the end, he couldn’t manage at all.
Trying to keep his mind positive and away from negativity, he closed his eyes for a moment before Takeshi and Yumi finally arrived by the sounds of it. He couldn’t really see them but smiled all the same, trying to see where Takeshi was who was placed on the other side of the couch. He couldn’t really see that way without straining his eyes and even then it was pretty impossible, “Takeshiiii…” he squeaked a little, slowly raising his hands only to drop them again fairly quickly, “I feel…umm, okay, I think? Can’t really move…but still okay, I had fruit and it was nice. I’m happy, even if I can’t move…umm, d-did we ever go to see Queen Your Majesty’s friend…?”
T’charrl kept his frown, looking a little unsure about what was being said before he sighed, giving him a little nod, “I guess if you have those worries. The gel acts like a gum…like from trees”, he said calmly, feeling a little taken back by all the negativity going on here. Feeling as if Takeshi just wanted rid of him, he nodded a little when he explained that wasn’t the intention before he walked on towards the kitchen actively with caution, “Then…rest up, at least. If you want to fight, you have to be in good health”.
With his mind floating around a little, he let out a sigh before holding his breath at the sight of Viral, his eyes going to the claw marks on the table before to the Beastman. If he was hit by those, he’d surely never survive so he did trust that Vegeta knew what he was doing with the Beastman. Waiting for Vegeta to get into position, he slowly moved around the table, keeping his distance for a moment before finally feeling that he could go in to help, “O-Okay! Uhh…burns aren’t hard, just don’t scratch…especially with those claws…” Slowly taking out a sachet of powder, he placed it down nearby and got out a little bottle of blue liquid, pouring it onto the powder to create a cream, “I just hope I have enough…”
Taking up a moment to prepare the cream, he looked to Viral as he took up some on two claws as he slowly approached him. He couldn’t help but notice the pained yet annoyed look on Viral’s face as he was held down, he hesitated a moment before immediately rubbing the cream onto Viral’s burn. The Beastman flinching and growling made T’charrl jump to say the least, but he was determined to help him if it would mean they wouldn’t see him as weak. Frowning a little, he looked to Vegeta, smiling nervously, “Uhh, maybe after I’ve treated the other side, you could find some bandages…? I used all mine on friend Shu…”
Shu had a bit of waiting to do, he was a little nervous but was still willing to wait around and see what kind of welcome he’d get from his brother. It felt like so long since he had seen him, but it was taking even longer for Yumi to get a hold of him. He knew he had been hurt, Yumi told him that, but maybe Takeshi just didn’t want to see him hence why he was taking so long to come to him. Frowning sadly a little, he looked around the room a little as if testing to see how much he could move his neck; in the end, he couldn’t manage at all.
Trying to keep his mind positive and away from negativity, he closed his eyes for a moment before Takeshi and Yumi finally arrived by the sounds of it. He couldn’t really see them but smiled all the same, trying to see where Takeshi was who was placed on the other side of the couch. He couldn’t really see that way without straining his eyes and even then it was pretty impossible, “Takeshiiii…” he squeaked a little, slowly raising his hands only to drop them again fairly quickly, “I feel…umm, okay, I think? Can’t really move…but still okay, I had fruit and it was nice. I’m happy, even if I can’t move…umm, d-did we ever go to see Queen Your Majesty’s friend…?”
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