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Viral really didn’t want people worrying over him or wondering if he would ever get through this, knowing it was just a ploy to make sure he wasn’t going to go off and end it all. They were always constantly trying to make sure he was alright and he wished they didn’t need to, knowing all it managed to make him feel was like a child. He didn’t care about the pain at this point, especially when he was constantly in pain and struggling to feel normal again. It was too difficult to keep his mind off it, but he didn’t need to give everyone else a hard time or crippling depression all because he wasn’t feeling well. Looking to Yumi before going through the door he sighed, lowering his head. “You may say that, but I find it hard to believe you know what I’m facing”, he spoke calmly, giving her a quick look, “Even I don’t know what it is or what’s coming for me. I’m stuck wondering what’s going to happen to me next. There’s parts of me that I don’t even know what they belong to sticking out of me. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised if I start forming metal skin or something…” Choi didn’t know why Vegeta was so adamant about making things better for Viral when he barely spent any time with his actual patient that didn’t involve being for medical reasons. He should really be keeping an eye on him if he was trying to treat him and yet he hanged around in the lab all day, not caring that Viral probably hated that place like anyone else who wasn’t a scientist. It wasn’t going to work, but of course Vegeta would never admit it wouldn’t. To leave someone alone with somebody who probably didn’t know how to spot symptoms of depression, even if he did admire Yumi’s efforts to keep everyone happy. Raising an eyebrow when Vegeta could only deny any involvement in social activities he scratched his head. “And you’re giving him his treatment? That’s kind of scary”, Choi said, looking elsewhere, “I mean, if I was receiving treatment but my doctor didn’t talk to me much, I’d be pretty freaked out over what he was doing most of the time. It’s like waiting in a room by yourself and being completely unaware of what’s happening on the other side of the door, yet whatever it is decides whether you live or die”. Kai didn’t know if he’d enjoy cheap food but if Kabocha said it was good then he guessed he would eventually have to try it. He didn’t mind cheap food so long as he didn’t need to cook it. “Well, if I had money then I’d surely try it, but it’s easier to make rather than buy something at this stage”, he spoke calmly, letting out a sigh, “We were even planning on building the house over buying materials for it…” He quite liked the idea of making a house, especially when his family seemed to be good at doing just that. He was not much of a carpenter but he was a cook and figuring out how to make a house was very much the same as making a meal worthy for a King. “It does kind of suck, actually. It’s a lot of time out of my day to get nothing for it, not even a thanks sometimes. Maybe if we were getting paid it wouldn’t feel so laborious…” Shu was getting all excited over T’charrl being normal, but he was still feeling a little sad that he wouldn’t be a mountain of fur for now. At least he could wrap his arms around him now. Seeing him lying on the ground like that made him worry that he was going to feel sore too, but other than the wound on his back he seemed okay, all except how hungry he was. Squeaking, Shu immediately stood up as Takeshi suggested finding fruit, getting all excited up until he was told not to eat the fruit. “Ooh! I get fruit for Friend, but it be lots of fruit too so maybe some left for me!” Spring off he jumped into the trees again, looking back to Takeshi curiously, “C’mon! Swinging through trees now!” T’charrl still couldn’t quite get into his head that he was normal, but then again it didn’t feel any different to having all of that energy built up inside him. He wasn’t going to remain like this forever, he knew he would have to master changing back and hopefully control his changes permanently. It was like a memory that was never going to fade, unlike the one of himself that was forced out by corruption. Looking to Shu and Takeshi for a moment he soon let out a sigh, moving his other arms as if trying to rest to see if they still worked. He had only just gotten used to them being so low down and now they were back in their original places, something that would definitely confuse him later. Keeping fairly quiet his eyes soon shifted to Haku, asking a question that he really didn’t know the answer to. “Uhh, I don’t know. I need to get up…” he spoke, looking to the grass, “I-I need to get ready…to go see my parents…”

Viral didn’t want to be trapped anywhere anymore. His whole life had been spent inside walls all because of something he couldn’t understand until Vegeta remembered himself. He didn’t know how he would ever make that better, even if they did manage to wish them back to life he just knew he would always look at his creators and be filled with instant dread. To be kept locked away was for his own good and yet he was never going to get over it, all because he had been living for so long with the thought that he was forbidden because of what he is. To be an artificial creature in a world where they had caused nothing but trouble to the Humans was a harsh place to be, but it wasn’t going to be better on any other world. He was alone in this, even if Yumi tried to integrate herself into his world she was always going to have family and friends in her own to substitute for what was lacking in his. He was not designed with enclosed spaces in mind, even if there was certain small spaces he didn’t mind being in like his Enki. “There’s always going to be something that will hurt me, but always being reminded that I am not doing too well makes me hate myself too”, he spoke lowly, focusing more on moving than speaking, “The only things I want him to know are things that he asks about. I’m not being dragged away earlier than I feel I should be just because of something small. I am well aware over how serious my condition is, I just don’t want everything to have to be given a red flag over me…” Choi thought it was pretty simple, what he was saying. There was nothing complicated about spending time with others after using reasonable time for research. It was often the case that the biggest inspirations came from being around family and friends, not by yourself. “Well then when might he had gotten those weird features of his if it wasn’t because of the Narbu? He seemed perfectly fine even with depression before going to that place”, he spoke, raising an eyebrow for a second before looking to Vegeta. This whole conversation started over depression and yet Vegeta hadn’t exactly been spending time with Viral to treat his depression, he knew this from how little the Beastman had actually changed since leaving Earth. Everytime he saw him the guy was hostile and never smiled, not even a toothy grin. Hearing Vegeta’s concern over Viral’s condition killing him certainly made him a little suspicious, narrowing his eyes a little before looking around for any eavesdroppers. “You sure it won’t be the depression that kills him first?” he spoke, raising a finger as if to stop Vegeta from interrupting, “Don’t you think if you had knowledge that you were dying and had depression, it’d be the depression that comes first, wouldn’t it? Shouldn’t you be keeping him company to keep him out of the downward spiral? He does have an awfully large sharp cleaver that you let him carry around…isn’t that dangerous to leave him with? Isn’t there a warrior’s code where you either die in battle or to your own weapon?” Kai didn’t really like referring these aliens to ‘insects’, but that was what they essentially were despite claims otherwise. They were giant bugs and whether they had endoskeletons unlike other bugs was yet to be seen, but he’d definitely rather not know about their innards. “Hmm I didn’t get to try much of Earth’s stuff. Was with my father most of the time looking for a place where we might get a house”, he spoke, scratching his chin, “Maybe once this is all over I’ll go around Earth and try out the food. Probably should ask if that planet has a variety of cultures too”. He didn’t know much about Earth but it sure did have a good climate and some decent housing. It was probably a pretty nice place to be when Earthlings were so close to what Saiyans were, minus the strength, transformation and incredible appetite, of course. “Imagine making a sandwich for yourself and enjoying that, but then you only had the ingredients for that sandwich again. You make that sandwich and you think it’s okay, but then you have to eat it for a week straight. Maybe that’s as close as you’d understand. Food’s great and all and I know I’m a good cook, but having food made for you makes things taste so much better”. T’charrl felt so strange, but what was worse is he was a little confused to how his own limbs worked. They felt like they were in completely different places than before but he was slowly recovering, thankfully. He didn’t know how long it would take but he figured it was only going to be a moment for him to recover, but from what he wasn’t quite familiar with. He was barely realising he managed to change back but he was noticing that he felt weak and brittle. Feeling a little better as the liquid was rubbed into his wound he let out a long sigh, closing his eyes for a moment before looking to Shu, staring at him before his eyes decided to wander up to Takeshi. As Takeshi continued to speak he slowly looked down to his arm, slowly moving it up to see how he had changed. He was most definitely back to normal, or at least as normal as he could get with all the changes he went through previously. It was nothing he couldn’t hide, at least. “Fruit…that should be nice. Please, or take me to fruit…”

Viral couldn’t have much faith in Vegeta when it seemed he was going to be selective with what he wanted to do with him, usually involving check-ups or experiments. There wasn’t many times when Vegeta just wanted to talk to him or do something other than medical stuff with him. There was little Vegeta wanted to do with him that didn’t involve science and that made him pretty frustrated. Yumi was the only one who wanted to do anything normal with him while he was like this and that probably caused him the most frustration. Coming up to the ship only made him a little depressed knowing he may have to rest up because of some stupid mistake that left him incapacitated. “Anything’s better than being locked up again…” As Yumi descended he watched the ground carefully, feeling relieved once his feet were finally on the ground even with his leg feeling particularly sore. He just needed to get it corrected was all, among having other problems sorted too. “That’s backpedalling on the agreement...I don’t want him knowing something went wrong! He can find out for himself later. I don’t need to continue to be his little experiment if I don’t want to be”. Choi saw no reason why he shouldn’t question what Vegeta was thinking when he decided to never talk to the others. As far as Choi was concerned they were all in this together and even if Vegeta had quite a workload he could at least try to talk to them once in a while instead of being stuck in the most awkward place possible. He didn’t care that he could be found in his lab; it wasn’t as if people always had the confidence to go down there, after all. “The lab? Nobody wants to go in there incase you get all pissed off over being disturbed”, Choi spoke, shaking his head, “You would probably say you’re busy, anyway. Do you even eat? I see the Commander, ehh Viral, more than you and he hates company! Especially after those Narbu messed him up”. Kai didn’t mind Choi and Vegeta talking so long as one of them didn’t start shouting; if one did then he might as well give one of them a slap. Vegeta should at least try and act like the more mature one, especially when he accepted their invitation in an attempt to socialise. If Vegeta decided to leave then Choi would win automatically. He doubted Vegeta wanted that but he wasn’t exactly being mature about this argument either. Looking to the pair for a second he slowly shifted his seat around, looking at the menu Kabocha had. “Hmm man, they sure do love fruit on this planet”, he sighed, scratching his cheek, “Not that I’m complaining. Sweet food is quite the luxury on some planets. Finally some steak that isn’t cooked by me, though. You know how sick you can get of food when you’re surrounded by it all the time? Even when you’re hungry, you make you wish you weren’t because you know it will taste bland”. Shu was giving T’charrl plenty of space, hoping it would make him feel more comfortable if he did try to transform back to his former self. He should be able to now that he could physically see himself, even if it was a much better version of what Takeshi tried before. Taking the painting he slowly pulled it towards himself, staring down at it curiously before taking his eyes up to T’charrl. His friend appeared to be trying to change back once more, the energy glowing inbetween his paws. Smiling happily when he started to glow he ended up having to cover his eyes, squeaking in surprise before giving them a good rub. Not exactly sure what was happening he looked up again, but son his eyes went downwards when he realised T’charrl was down there, his body so much smaller than he had been. He was back to normal again, but he didn’t look very good. “Ah! Friend!” Crawling over to him he looked over him, frowning at how dizzy his friend appeared to be, “It’s okay, Friend! Friend Shu is here for Friend T’charrl”. T’charrl didn’t have the energy to pick himself up after that, especially with this being a first time. He never had done such a thing like that in his life simply because he had no reason to, his largest form not being the same as doing that. Everything around him had gone quiet with some mumblings going on, but other than that it was taking a moment to come together. With eyes barely open he stared outwards, looking a little dead if it wasn’t for his slight movements. As the world slowly came back together he felt particularly numb all over, his chest recovering first as he realised how sore it was to fall over like that. As the cold liquid touched his body he gasped a little, closing his eyes tight before he groaned, his eyes opening slowly once more. “…I…feel so weird…” he spoke lowly, looking to the figures, “Home…? Oh, where’s my arms…”

Viral had no idea what he was supposed to do for the rest of the day if this was going to happen over something as small as a hunting trip, but maybe this was going to be time for him to chill out and just take in the fresh air once his nose was clear. His days were going to be boring if he was unable to have any sort of fun, all because his body wasn’t going to allow it. Everything was always limited for him because he was not functioning correctly and he hated that, even to the point of feeling like he wanted to jump from Yumi’s arms in frustration. Luckily for him and his impulsiveness he was close to the ship with the doctor hopefully not occupied and a chance to get some of his medicine. “He did a bunch at the start and that was uncomfortable enough! Who knows what he might had thought about by now since he last tested on me. I’m sure he wanted to open me up some time…” Feeling a little uncomfortable over that thought he let out a groan, the thought making him not feel too well. “For all I know he might want to start my treatment the next time I see him. I may have to avoid him if I want a proper break from that damn lab”. Choi didn’t see any real problem with the subject, especially when Vegeta seemed to ignore everybody else. He wondered if Vegeta even knew his name if the others didn’t mention it. What Vegeta seemed to have going with Viral was probably some sort of creation and master relationship, like an inventor adoring a weapon but never openly admitting to it. It was rather freaky to think about and definitely managed to make him a little uncomfortable, but his words didn’t seem to give much denial that it wasn’t true. “Lacks? I gave Yumi space so she could give Viral just that”. On one side it also sounded as if Vegeta didn’t trust Yumi to make Viral feel better, but of course that was probably thinking too much into it. If Vegeta ever upset Yumi, even while they were on a break, Choi would definitely start demanding some answers from him and probably even get Viral involved. “Nobody’s seen you lately so how could they tell you? You disappear for days on end. Would we even know if you went missing?” Choi and Vegeta could have their little chat to each other, but Kai was planning on looking the other way and trying to not care that they were there. He’d certainly accompany Kabocha over if it meant getting away from them two and not causing things to get even more heated than it needed to be. Deciding to do neither of those things he instead looked over his shoulder at the other Kaesstrians as Kabocha took his time deciding on the meals. The Kaesstrians here didn’t seem all that interested that Saiyans were here, but then again they were probably looking earlier and were simply trying to avoid eye contact. They were the polite type of race, it seemed, either that or they were actually worried and didn’t want to attract attention. Looking to Kabocha his eyes soon went down to the menu, raising an eyebrow. “And they are what now?” Everything that had happened up to now had been the result of T’charrl losing who he was and now he was going to be able to get that all back, at least to the extent he expected he could get back to being. He never did figure out that the missing piece was his ability to accept that he was the kid in the picture and that was his true self, not what he was now. He was scared of returning and seeing everyone staring at him in the most disgusted fashion, seeing him for what he truly was; however, that wasn’t going to happen if they actually adored him for his accomplishments. It made him feel warm inside and eager to see these people, so long as he could change back into his true form. He would just need to focus his energy again and think about all those elements at once, not become the monster he often was. “I don’t know about hero…” Smiling, he felt a little embarrassed to be hearing all these things about himself, his eyes soon going to L’esta, looking a little sickly with embarrassment. “Oh man. It wasn’t that long ago since I got captured too, and yet…” he spoke before he sighed, giving a little nod, “I hope you are right about that. I am pretty eager to meet my parents…” With all these wants and desires on his mind, now was the best time to try and change back. He just needed to use the same method as before, hopefully this time with a higher success chance. Taking a moment to focus his energy he eventually tried to take it into a more visible form in his claws, staring at the ball of light intensely. He tried to imagine the image in the painting and what he was destined to be if L’esta was correct, his desire to see his beloved parents and even seeing his home again. Gradually, T’charrl’s energy levels started to rise gradually and he was back into his glowing phase: the furthest in his progression he got on the ship. Feeling just that little bit of extra push he needed he tried to draw his focus on that, finding it oddly difficult. Closing his eyes for a moment he tried to force the energy out of him and the thoughts that held him back; however, the expulsion of the energy proved to be anything but gentle. He was immediately feeling sore all over and pretty dizzy, his energy still going at it before it faded, the ground seeming a lot closer than usual as he fell forward in a daze. Hitting the ground was hardly more than a gentle thump and for good reason, his body had indeed managed to change back or at least as close as he could get to back to himself. He still had the extra features but he was essentially normal again, even if he was a little dazed after expelling too much energy.

Viral was not entirely confident in Vegeta’s ability to fix his problems, probably because the guy always acted overconfident in everything he did. He always saw himself as a winner, something that definitely ran in the family on all sides and probably wasn’t a good trait to carry around when trying to treat the unknown. He didn’t want to be greatly weakened if it worked as well, finding that thought to be so degrading and disgusting. He was never going to be okay with becoming a weakling and wish Vegeta had a different theory to what might happen, the very thought of that happening feeling almost as if his strength was going to be taken away from him permanently. It made him feel disgraced to be called a warrior, but there was not going to be anything he could do to prevent that he would gladly skip out on telling Vegeta stuff that might make him have to get extra treatment. “Hmph yeah, something he’s never done before and thinks he can do it in one shot! He hasn’t tested any prototypes with me yet so that doesn’t make me feel any better about it”, he spoke, letting out a sigh and gently shaking his head, “I just wouldn’t mind not looking like this and having all of these weird desires to do stupid things. Even the bloody water mesmerised me…” Choi didn’t like the thought of a perfectly fine race going down a destructive path akin to the Saiyan Empire, finding the very thought to be upsetting. He really did love studying races and their cultures, but hearing of some going down a dark path made him feel a little sad. Vegeta could deny it all he wanted but his technology could still send them down a destructive path and if they found a way around it then they would have to fight them. Giving a quick glance to his brother he soon turned back to Vegeta who decided to make a big deal out of what he said, narrowing his gaze before shrugging. “Depression is common in the Saiyan army, especially in the working class”, he spoke, not exactly seeing what Vegeta was getting annoyed about; it wasn’t as if he had it himself, “Who says I don’t have it myself and this is my way to hide it from all of you? You wouldn’t know. You don’t talk to the other crew that much to check to see if they are okay. Even that Shu kid has panic attacks, but would you even know about that? How he bit my brother’s tail and nearly mauled him all because he grabbed hold of him during training?” Kai was going to let Choi and Vegeta talk and if they were going to be uncivilised then he would be alright with booting them both off the edge of a building. It wouldn’t be such a big deal since it would give him peace and would be less food to go around too. Turning his attention to Kabocha was probably the best thing for both of them, even if it was just discussing food. Watching Kabocha grab a menu he raised an eyebrow, questioning what he was doing. He knew the menus would be in Kaesstrian meaning it probably would had been better to ask one of the waiters. Oh well, he would humour Kabocha until he figured out the correct method to finding out about the food, looking to the menu when Kabocha only got confused at its strange form of writing. “Hmm, I don’t think any of us can, at least T’charrl didn’t teach me any”, he spoke, looking around before pointing to a waiter, “We can ask that Kaesstrian, though. I’m sure they’ll be happy to serve if they tip you. We should go ask them”. T’charrl was definitely starting to feel a lot better already thanks to his friends, his confidence fairly high even if there was a little bit of doubt. He didn’t know why Haku would want to train with him especially with all that happened to him when he was around. There was also the matter that he was not confident that his people were ready to accept him, especially when he had been away for so long and was cared little about when he was around. However, as L’esta spoke about what the people thought about him he could only feel confused, looking down at himself before giving L’esta a smile. “I wouldn’t had thought that such a thing would ever cross their minds or that they would believe the story. I don’t know what to think of that”, he spoke, smiling to himself before giving Takeshi a look. He didn’t know how to take that kind of attention, finding the very thought of people being excited to see him again. It felt pretty nice to have people who were finally noticing you, even if they didn’t know what you looked like currently. He didn’t want to have them staring at the freak that he was now. Staring down at the painting he let out a sigh, moving it away from him and slowly standing up, “I think I know what I was missing now”, he spoke, looking down at his claws, “I was missing my desire to be who I am, I think. I didn’t want to be the weak, unlikeable kid…the one people thought was weird and forgettable. I didn’t want to be who was in the painting, but…I-I do. Maybe I can now, maybe if I try…I can do it”.

Viral was hoping Yumi would compromise and was glad enough to hear that she was going to go for their little ploy, hoping the doctor will recognise it too. He didn’t know what the doctor might do for his nose, he didn’t see how it could be treated but he did know he could have a look at his leg if it needed corrected again, the same with his arm. Either of them sounded as if they’d just need a little bit of fixing up to get them in the right place while he was too occupied with his nose, plus maybe get his paw checked for infection after Yumi bit him. It wouldn’t had happened if she didn’t do that, but she was refusing to accept responsibility for it too. If she was going to act like that then there wasn’t much he could do right now that wouldn’t end up making his head hurt even more. “Cooped up again…I’ll have that when Vegeta weakens me to the point where I can barely walk! He’s ridiculous if he can do that to me and think I’m okay with it…” he grumbled, closing his eyes for a moment, “That is if he manages to cure me. I don’t know how he plans on that working out. I’m not his creation no matter how much he wishes that was true…” Choi was fairly confused to Vegeta’s plans and while he seemed to have a good idea about it there was definitely that lack of care in his work. He seemed to work under his own control and got upset when others didn’t use his ideas to how he wanted them to. He certainly did remind him of a few other people, certainly seemingly a thing for intelligent Saiyans to have as a common trait. Staring at him as he seemed to get pretty defensive over his own work he looked back to Kai for a second before to Vegeta again, raising an eyebrow at his answer. Well if that wasn’t a downer then he didn’t know what was, even Kai finding it to be too negative an answer. “Man, none of your friends would be happy about that, I’m sure”, he spoke before chuckling, giving Kai a nudge, “Maybe that’s why Viral is always so depressed. I’d be too if I could be shut down as fast as that because I wasn’t doing what I was told”. “Choi, I don’t think it works quite like that with him”, Kai sighed, but really he didn’t know what to think about it and Choi knew that. Vegeta could probably deny it all he wanted but if his life depended on Vegeta he’d probably rather die. The guy was all about business even if he tried to deny it. Shrugging a little his attention soon turned to Kabocha, giving his hand a quick wave. “You wanna start thinking about what you want from here”. T’charrl felt like he was missing a lot of his past memories, even if he was sure he could remember them as if they were yesterday when he wasn’t trying to think about what he looked like. His mind had become so distorted since the evil energy clung to his mind, but he was determined to get through it and finally remember who he was. Those memories were easier to recall when he was staring at a picture of himself, even if he thought it was embarrassing to look at. “That’s good, I mean…it’s not the most important thing on my mind, but it makes me feel relieved that it is safe”. He wondered if his parents were worried about him too, definitely finding it a little more difficult to think about what they were doing right now. Giving L’esta a confused look about what battles there might be left to face his eyes soon turned to Takeshi, staring at him as he got all sorts of excited over the future. Staring at him his eyes soon went down to the painting again only for that to be interrupted by Shu grabbing his arm, giving it an excited squeeze. “Well…yeah, I really want to see new places, learn about Ki…play with you guys”, he spoke calmly before sighing, looking down at himself, “I need to get this fixed too, show the universe what my people are capable of. I hope my people remember me and that I don’t become nothing to them…” Feeling a little saddened by the thought of becoming forgotten his attention was soon taken away from the painting and to Haku, staring at him as he talked in an odd way at first, frowning a little at his desire. He didn’t think he would want to after what happened last time, especially when it only frightened him. “Uhh, I mean…sure, I could. My only problem is your lack of limbs and your weird legs, I guess…uhh, n-not that all your kind are weird! I mean, I have seen other aliens with not many limbs…I don’t understand how you manage to multitask…”

Maybe he’ll eventually get his own back on Yumi for doing that one time, but of course it will have to be thought about another time, maybe when he was less vengeful over something stupid. Maybe he should try and clear his head before he starts thinking like that. Viral didn’t want to do or say anything he might regret later because his condition didn’t call for it. He’d have to take a break after seeing this doctor much to his annoyance, but he certainly wasn’t going to let Vegeta know about this even if he had to shut up both the doctor and Yumi. “Just say I hit my head too hard to the doctor, got it? I don’t want Vegeta to get all high-strung over a stupid nose bleed”, he grumbled, staring down at the rolling landscape below, “I don’t want the doctor telling him anything either! This is just going to be a stupid check-up and I’m going to be fine after…” The potential of the Kaesstrians getting strong enough to conquer was definitely concerning, but whether Vegeta felt the same was certainly questionable. According to Vegeta, however, the Kaesstrians could do no harm in space or to their own people, his method sounding pretty strange to him. “And they won’t bypass that. If you think so”, Kai sighed, shaking his head, “Just a wonder if the technology has spread to other nations on this planet. It’s a pretty large place and who knows how many of these bugs there are on it. Could be some that hate technology and then they make them into science slaves”. “Don’t say that!” Choi spoke up quickly, looking around as if checking to see if anybody was listening in, “Just because the King is like that doesn’t mean they are too…well, I mean, the whole science slaves thing. I don’t know how they’ll deal with people who don’t like their tech”. It was certainly a difficult subject and he didn’t know how to respond to it, not without going back to the King and his experiences with the subject. “Don’t you think they’ll get angry at you if they found out you bugged their inventions? What if you shutting them down ended up killing people through violent explosions or ending up as a sitting duck in a battlefield?” T’charrl couldn’t quite place that it was him, yet deep within he somehow knew it was as he stared at the image. He was shorter than his father and mother, maybe he had grown a little since that picture but it didn’t make much of a difference at this point. He was wearing clothes too, that was something he definitely missed and was pretty uncomfortable with the fact he had nothing to wear because of his condition. Feeling a little sad he looked over to L’esta as he spoke about the memory it held, his eyes going back to it again. “Yeah, that was…kind of embarrassing…” he spoke, letting out a sigh, “I got my first sword too, one that belonged wholly to me…I hope it’s kept safe. I miss training, I miss battling, but who knows if that will be needed anymore here…”

Viral needed to take a moment to gather himself, his head feeling like it was back on the shore without him. He did hope it would’ve stopped by now, but then again this was ‘mild’ compared to the other ones which shut him down most of the time. He was not going to shut down, not unless he got all stressed out again to the point of a mental breakdown. Slowly picking his head back up again he stared at Yumi for a moment, letting her focus back again before he sighed. “Next time, ask me if I’m ready…” he grumbled, turning his gaze towards the ground. He didn’t like all this flying business because he had no control over the matter. He’d probably have a lot more of that if he actually had a say in where he was going and what direction he was going to be pulled around in, but with Yumi flying around like this he had near to no focus on where he was going or what he was doing in the air. “I’m fine…I’m fine! I just needed a moment to clear my head…just go fast…” Kabocha had it all wrong, but if he wanted to see the world from that view then he must think that Choi and him must be completely miserable because they’re so poor. They didn’t like being poor but they certainly weren’t miserable because of it, instead being pretty happy about their current position in life. Kabocha wasn’t understanding what independence from his parents meant though, especially when he wasn’t thinking that he wouldn’t have access to the money too. Staring at him for a moment his eyes soon went to Vegeta who supported his point, his eyes soon returning to his food as he begun munching again. That whole point eventually turned into Vegeta getting all geeky over technology again and going crazy over that, finding it to be most unusual indeed. If he thought technology was great then he’d probably have a seizure over the technology the Saiyan Kingdom had he seen any of that. “Advancing? We weren’t gone for that long”, Kai spoke up, letting out a grumble before sighing, “You not afraid of them becoming the next superpower with it, though? We’ve seen what goes on with that weird race considering their Prince is a walking tank. You sure you’re not just aiding their conquering of other planets by watching over them so closely?” T’charrl was starting to feel better now that he was able to relax, but he was still a little drained of energy. It was nice hearing about the others when they barely ever talked about themselves or their culture, even if he enjoyed hearing about it. Smiling to himself he gave a nod, staring down at his claws. “I’m not very good at counting either, but can just say that age is my age and yours is yours”, he spoke, letting out a sigh as he slowly pushed his chest off the ground. Giving his chest a quick rub he could only frown at his back pain, knowing it was out of reach for him. Staring at the forest floor he could only wonder why they were waiting around when they were hungry, but sure enough he was getting his answer when L’esta suddenly dropped in near him. Getting a fright was one thing, but almost reaching out to whack him would had caused even more humiliation. Moving his feet around to turn his body to face him he gave a little frown, his eyes shifting to Takeshi quickly before to L’esta again. Not feeling entirely confident about his return he did notice some additions he had brought with him. Frowning as he stared at the jar, looking away for a moment. “You just took it so you wouldn’t get in trouble with Mother…” Not particularly wanting him to touch him with that he kept his eyes off him, staring down at the forest floor before his eyes caught sight of what was being held out to him. He didn’t understand what it was at all, taking hold of it carefully and placing it in the centre of his claws. Slowly unwrapping it carefully to not tear whatever it was he could only stare down at the image. There was a sense of unfamiliarity with it, the images of his mother and father familiar to him but he felt pretty sad that he didn’t recognise himself. “It’s me, right…? I think I remember this…”

It was at this point that Viral wasn’t feeling all that great, probably because all this stress gave him a headache strong enough to cause a nosebleed. He was already sick of the smell of blood, or rather sick of smelling his own. He did wonder if there might be a point where he’d collapse, but luckily he wasn’t quite at that point where he might slip away while flying. It would had been more of an inconvenience for Yumi, she would need to carry his limp form all the way back to the ship and dump him on the medical table in the most undignified manner. “Those things won’t come after me unless I’m in the water! It’s blind in the daylight”, he spoke quickly, ending in a sigh, “Why do you worry about creature like that when you’re used to blasting things anyway…” It seemed a little trivial to worry about something like that, but whatever. Managing to slip on his boots calmly and wrap his scarf around his neck he let out a brief sigh before turning his attention to Yumi who suddenly hoisted him up, not really giving him a chance to get ready for it, “Would you give me warning??” he growled before having to hold his head, not feeling good at all after that sudden lift. Getting a second meal wasn’t out there for a Saiyan, especially when all of them bar Vegeta were pure blood and could eat tons if they wanted to. They weren’t low on energy or nothing so meals of this size and the other were okay, but after a battle they could eat mountains. Hearing Kabocha agree with their need to try the food from this place certainly was a relief; after all, sitting here eating food that didn’t come from their place was a little rude. Kai couldn’t decide whether he was looking forward to trying the restaurant food when the stuff that was homemade was often better, especially when it was nice and fresh as opposed to packed up and prepared. It wasn’t a big deal for Kai though, especially when he had never had food served to him like that. “You in a good mood? That’s certainly a change from the usual”, Kai spoke calmly, picking up a piece of fruit, “It can’t be the money since it can’t keep you happy all day. What exactly is giving you that good mood? Is it independence from your parents?” T’charrl decided to watch Takeshi as he stumbled over the thought he was trying to project to him, finding it a little amusing to see him try so hard. He definitely sounded pretty sure of himself and was willing to go through everything he could think of that would demonstrate his point, some things which he didn’t even know. His kind didn’t really take note of the age as much as stages and the day they hatched which he guessed was what a birthday is. “Oh, I see”, he spoke, lowering his gaze a bit as he stared at the grass, “We have a day where we celebrate when someone hatched…also when we change into what I am because…that’s a special day too. We eventually grow into adults. I’m not an adult, I’m uhh…fifteen Kaesstrian years. I don’t know if your world has a different year length, but even then I have lots of experience and same age when people sign up to be scouts. I have a lot of experience because of Father, I suppose…” Shu never really cared much for age since it was irrelevant to him but hearing about it was certainly interesting. He just knew he was a year younger than Takeshi because of what their own father said he did. He didn’t know how long it took for a baby to be born but it would had probably taken a while between the pair of them. Rocking back and forth in the grass he got all excited when Takeshi remembered food, bouncing over a few steps before sitting down again. “Get Friend better and food! It’s good plan! Friend will be okay, yes? Your friend will be back soon”.

Viral wanted everything to do with this illness of his to flow smoothly, not have these random attacks happen and ruin his time where he had some freedom. This was not freedom, the whole hunting practice was barely freedom either since he wasn’t exactly allowed to run around freely and hunt for himself. Yumi had treated it like a game which was fine, but out of all of that they didn’t catch anything and he ended up getting toyed around by a giant lizard-thing. That was most embarrassing for him, but luckily he wasn’t in his right mind when it was all happening and was fairly out of it. He just wanted to catch a break, but even Yumi wasn’t going to give that to him when she forgot the one thing that he thought he could trust being left alone. Grumbling when she expressed her mistake he soon gasped when she suddenly came to a stop, tensing up as if he was about to fall and not relaxing as she decided to fly all the way back again. The length of time it took for her to get back to the lake felt way too long and landing was probably the best part of it all. Only relieving his tension once he was back on the ground. Lowering his head slightly he kept the clothing to his face, narrowing his gaze at Yumi before sighing. “It’s the fact that we have to go back…again. You just really love carrying me around like that…that’s the only reason for all of this backtracking”. Concerning the food, Kai was definitely wondering what these strange fruits were and where the meats came from while Choi was more concerned with tasting as many different foods as possible. To have so many new flavours all at once was probably a little much for Choi to handle right now, especially when he was getting to freely wander around an alien world without any implications or worrying that he might be ambushed by Saiyans. He wanted to see what the aliens had to offer him or whether he could travel to other places, especially when the ride down was so interesting already. Hardly realising Vegeta was talking to them all he quickly looked to him momentarily confused before to his brother. There was probably an idea behind that which might prove to be beneficial to their decision of whether to have food served to them or buy it themselves, but it still came down to one problem. “Ehhhh I would! I mean, why not? Buuut it’s Kabocha’s money”, Choi sighed, shrugging lightly, “I’d love to try some restaurant food! Not like we’ve had it before…ehh, me and Kai, I mean. Kabocha probably has because he’s rich or whatever”. T’charrl was confused, not really understanding what Takeshi meant at all whenever he tried talking. He didn’t have a clue to how he was supposed to react or whether he was doing the correct thing in responding to him, certainly leaving him wondering whether he should be talking at all. He should probably try and get his energy normalised again, not having it stressing out too because he could only get confused by his words. “Seventeen years…? I don’t understand, that’s not my age…is it yours? Ohh, I think I…get it…?” This was just so confusing to him, but then again that was going to be normal for the next few minutes while he got his mind together. Trying to get comfortable he stared up at Takeshi, trying to understand his explanation before giving a little nod. “Okay…I see. Uhh, our wounds dry and regenerate eventually, but uhh…there are ways to treat them so they regenerate faster. It’s always going to hurt to get thin wounds because they don’t regenerate so easily. Not enough blood to it…” He was probably going to be sore for a little bit until he got some sort of bandage for it, or found some cream for it or something. Letting out a sigh he closed his eyes for a moment, trying to collect his thoughts. Shu was wanting to stay well away from T’charrl, seeing how stressed he appeared to be. It wasn’t easy attacking someone you knew, he knew that way too well; however, he knew the best medicine was to not make a fuss. Sniffling a little he wiped his nose, slowly moving towards T’charrl and Takeshi when T’charrl seemed to get settled down. Smiling at the pair he soon sat down himself, dropping down with a quick thump and grabbing hold of his tail, gentle petting it. “I hope we get food soon too. We didn’t get lunch yet!”