Mogtaki

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

While Shu was up for fighting and all that, he didn’t like how someone like Vegeta was needing to call for help if what Viral said was true. He was sure someone like him could handle it but if this alien or whatever else was down there was just as dangerous then he hoped he was going to be okay. Looking between Viral and Takeshi he frowned at the mention of those strange monsters, his only hope that things weren’t going to cause as much trouble as they did the other times they fought them. He was particularly worried about his friend as well, knowing he hadn’t been able to control himself yet or show any signs of possible control when they could fight, probably because he hadn’t seen his friend fight yet since managing to recover his old form. Feeling pretty pumped up he bounced on his toes, taking in deep breaths before he was suddenly grabbed by his brother and flung onto his back, grabbing hold of him. “Ah! Yes! Nasty monsters!” Squealing when he was suddenly volted off and away with him, barely able to look back. T’charrl raced on after the pair too, his wings in tight as he used his Ki to fly instead. Hopefully everything would go exactly as planned and if they didn’t then there was definitely going to be a lot of concern for everyone’s well-being.

Viral was angry with himself for being in this state, knowing he was very close to losing it completely and to risk it all over some monsters was definitely too hasty a decision to make. He had the greatest drive to protect Vegeta but there was nothing he could do no matter how much he wanted to race on to him and try to help. Some warrior he was if he couldn’t handle a slight malfunction like his genes giving out on him. Growling lowly as he stared out he turned to look to Takeshi. “There’s a lot of them and that damn alien is just watching it all…” He could see everything that was going on down there and it wasn’t looking good at all. Looking to Yumi he frowned before over to Sasha, not exactly happy with what she had to say. If she thought it was a shame to miss out on fighting then she should try and be in his shoes then. Lowering his head he soon turned to Yumi, staring at her hand as she made an offer. He couldn’t go in his condition but he really wanted to, Yumi probably wanting to as well. He didn’t want to hold her back from something like this, letting out a groan at first before Haku suddenly spoke up. He thought it was strange that someone like him would want to watch over him but it was better than hanging back and preventing Yumi from fighting. “…Fine. If you think you’re up to the task…”

The Frost Demon was feeling absolutely terrible, the very thought that he was holding them back because he was too weak made him angry. If there was anything he hated it was the feeling of being useless and this was definitely one of those moments. It was when the man told him off that it struck hard. Growling to himself he looked down at himself, examining his own injuries. He had spent a lot of energy fighting off those creatures while in space just to prevent them from destroying his ship and even though he could survive in the vacuum of space he may as well had been as good as lost out there. The Galactic Police would’ve found him eventually and he would had no choice but to go with them this time, probably taken to that planet where no criminal ever escaped. Some fate this was turning out to be, one he didn’t particularly want to have. “I fought them off for days straight…I just need to fight for…”

Pausing for a moment his attention soon went to the ship as there was a quick burst of energy from someone, seeing where it was now. So it seemed that flare really was signalling reinforcements, just as well when there was so many of these monsters. He tried so hard to do all he could to kill these things but it all proved to be futile, even when he nearly suicided into a planet. Slowly moving his hands away from his body he tried to stand proudly in the air, trying to regain his composure. They were trying to kill him, why were they trying to help him like this? He didn’t understand it but maybe they had beef with these creatures too, only problem was if they had already tried before and were trying again then they’d just come back for round three against him and try to finally finish him off. He was a little worried about that aspect, having two forces chasing after him until he finally gave up. “Why do you fight them?? They want me, not you! They can’t fly, you can just flee if you wanted!” Raising his hands up there was a sudden sharp pain that caused him to flinch, bending forward slightly before straightening up again. He tried to charge energy, hoping to gather as much as he could to destroy the ones who were susceptible to ki attacks. “I can wipe out most of them if you just give me a chance…”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

The moment Shu was unbuckled he squeaked and bounced straight out of his chair, letting out a sigh before looking to his friend. “C’mon! You should see the planet with us!” Taking his friend’s claw when he unbuckled his own seat belt he gave him a pull, happily taking him along as he saw fit. He didn’t want to force his friend to come but he seemed enthusiastic, at least. Giving Takeshi a smile his attention soon went to his Beastman friend and Yumi, curious about their decision. He hoped Viral was going to be able to do something with them, but then again the guy had been not very well lately so it might had been risky to have him out an about. Tilting his head at him he soon gasped, feeling something strange before noticing Takeshi was feeling it too. Looking up at him he frowned, his eyes soon going to the door.

Viral didn’t really want to join them, probably because it involved being flown around just because they were all a bunch of fliers themselves. He was not too happy with having to be guided everywhere and it was especially bad when he was the one who couldn’t actually do anything because of his condition. To be sitting here waiting for something else to be fixed up was definitely the problem he had, didn’t help either when Vegeta was down there wasting his time talking to a Frost Demon. “Anything is better than sitting in here, but I have to wait until Vegeta gets back…” he mumbled before something caught his attention, standing up again and peering out at the scene outside. Well, things certainly knew how to go from bad to worse as not only was the Frost Demon up in the air but the creatures had returned. “That alien brought those damn monsters with him…” he growled lowly, nearly running for the hatch but very quickly remembered his lack of flying and ability to take a drop like that in his condition. “Vegeta’s calling for help…”

The Frost Demon had about enough of the immediate blaming but there really wasn’t any real way around it, knowing that he was the one who ultimately brought them here but still thought he had killed them before he crashed. He put a lot into that blast but he didn’t understand why they didn’t collectively die, not until the cyborg spoke up rather aggressively. Pulling his arm back he grabbed his ribs, feeling the pain from his frustration blast just as much as he felt when he fired it in anger. That must’ve been what happened then; the armoured one took the full force of his Ki blast and spared the others, at least gave them enough shelter for them to somehow regenerate their limbs. Watching as the cyborg was once again attacked he instead observed how he was combatting the strange creature until it finally gave up fighting, narrowing his gaze at it before looking to the other man. The other seemed more content with firing off signals over fighting first, his eyes going to the ship. If he was calling for help then that meant the ship would be empty, he could take it and fly on out of there; however, he would still be injured and if they were offering to help him then surely they would have to stand by their word despite his admittance that he had taken the creatures to the planet.

As he turned his attention back to the creatures he gasped upon seeing the sheer number of them, confusion quickly setting in. There had only been two in his ship and now there was way more than ten of them altogether, panic quickly setting in over how much trouble he was in with this group of strangers. Ohh great…great!” Keeping in the air he looked for the ones that were vulnerable to Ki like he was told, raising a hand before firing a series of blasts down at one, finding it hard to keep aim with his vision going in and out as the pain shot through his body. “I’ll leave the smashing to you! It was only recently I woke up after that crash…and I’m not anywhere near restored of my power…” he spoke, pulling back his arm again as he found the pain too much to carry on, “T-They probably multiplied while I was unconscious. There was only two of them on my ship when I crashed probably a few days ago now. What efficient warriors they could be if tamed…”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral was well aware of what Frieza and his Empire did to the galaxy, especially when it was part of his creator’s family history. The whole reason Vegeta was in existence was because of that guy and whether that was a good or bad thing it still meant millions upon millions of lifeforms were wiped out because of his great grandfather after taking orders from Frieza. It was a bit of a bloody history but nothing that could be dishonourable, at least excluding the part of the original Vegeta probably enjoying it. “I would be suspicious about this creature if I was Vegeta. Don’t know why he would think it was worth trying to reason with unless it was also part of his secret plan…” While he didn’t know what was going down there he felt there was little need to try and get down there unless they were in mortal danger. Moving away from the window he let out a sigh of annoyance and sat down, rubbing his head. The only thing he could do was sit and wait while hoping Vegeta knew how to handle the alien and whatever it might be hiding, but if Vegeta so much as screamed for help on the communications he would sooner jump out of this ship and try to get to him to help.

Shu didn’t know if he should be worrying or not in this current situation, knowing that Vegeta being down there for a long time without saying anything was a bad occurrence. If there was no problem then surely Vegeta would’ve called back with something and they would be landing, but right now they were still floating in the air waiting and seeing if he would finally give the all-clear or hold off because of problems from above. Looking to Takeshi for guidance he frowned when Takeshi placed his concerns on Vegeta and Ricken, his curiosity making him try and lean over and see what was going on. He couldn’t see from his angle but tried not to worry, frowning as he sat back again and sighed heavily. He was mature enough to try and help down there so he was certainly wondering why he needed to wait this long before they might call in and ask for some assistance. Staring at his feet for a moment he squeaked when Takeshi suddenly spoke again, looking to him curiously before giving a nod. “Uh huh. I do! Friend T’charrl too, yes?” he spoke quickly, trying to unclip himself hastily, “Ah! Untie me, evil chair!”

There was certainly a fair tenseness in the air when the man spoke to him but the Frost Demon did manage to calm himself down and unfortunately bring all the pain right back, feeling exhausted once more. It would be too desperate if he showed off too much weakness so he was trying to limit the movement to the pain centres as much as possible, nor was he going to mention he had been in and out of consciousness since crashing. He was able to manage for now, he had managed to regenerate enough energy to enter a more relaxed state but even then it was a little hard to recover from the crash physically. Staring up at him he frowned when the attention he needed was delayed over a suspicion of possible dangers on the planet, seeing it as a bit of a longshot to care about before his health. “Why is that a concern? They’re gone! We are in immediate danger if we-“

Before even a realisation was made to what the man was staring at he was suddenly caught completely off-guard as the rebel made a lunge in his direction, but instead going for him he went for the entity that had tried to kill him while he was distracted. Stumbling back he immediately hovered away from the rebel and the monster, watching in disgust as the rebel’s arms nearly completely came apart just from holding off the creature. He thought the blast he delivered on the ship had killed these things, but instead there was one trying to tear the rebel’s arms off. Feeling angry over the obvious lack of death these creatures should’ve suffered he watched as the rebel continued to try and fight it off, the ground soon threatening to blow up beneath his feet but instead revealed the other he had failed to kill, the one that took the full force of his own blast. These things must’ve either survived through sheer dumb luck or regenerated, but either way this was bad. Watching the creatures his attention was soon taken to the rebel shouting at him, giving him a glare right back. “Why?? I brought them here!” he shouted angrily, feeling fed up of trying to defend himself. It was always going to end the same way with accusations being made and him unsuccessfully trying to defend himself, leaving him as always the guilty one. “Are you satisfied??” Either way whether he would be judged guilty or not he wasn’t going to let these beasts get the better of him again. Throwing his arm around he extended it out towards the non-played creature, charging up a purple sphere of Ki and immediately fired it at the creature, exploding violently; however, directly after the explosion the creature showed no signs of damage if only being tossed back from the force of the blast.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral was of course going to be suspicious of this alien, especially with the history they would share with the single worst family of businessmen in the history of the galaxy. To belong to such a race would easily bring prejudice to them, even if he was someone who knew what it was like to fall under such prejudices. The problem was their race were born and made into warriors with their only legacy being a ruthless Emperor and his family who spent their lifetimes conquering planets and destroying ones they saw as unsellable. “Frieza is the one responsible for nearly annihilating the entire Saiyan race. While he set everything in motion for making Goku who he became to be, he was responsible for the destruction of the original Namek. I doubt the Namekians would be too happy knowing a Frost Demon is here…” Namekians lived for a very long time so it wouldn’t be too long a stretch to say there was still a lot of Namekians who could probably recall Frieza and his actions. Looking to Yumi as she gave her own concerns he frowned, shaking his head a little. “Hard to tell. Even the youngest of their race can be capable of working in Frieza’s company. It’s really not wise to go down there…besides, I can’t go down without you carrying me…”

Shu giggled lightly, smiling happily at Takeshi as his teasing was pretty successful. He was certainly looking forward to seeing Takeshi and Viral fighting alongside one another but there was always going to be that little wonder what it would be like if they fought against each other. He would think Viral would win but that was only because he believed he was still strong and hadn’t fallen behind like everyone else thought. He could only hope that was the way. Feeling the strange energy he was only made worried that something was actually happening down there, but thankfully Takeshi was there to tell him everything was going to be okay. “Really…? Nobody’s going to hit us with bad things?” he asked up, smiling nervously, “Namekians might be pretty strong…same for who Mister Vegeta is with. Don’t know much about others yet…”

The traveller was having a hard time getting on top of everything when their only defence was a battle stance, especially with this one who was more aggressive than the other. Holding steady he was slightly confused when the man mentioned they were rebels, looking between them but still holding his stance. Finding it hard to see through him he gasped when the man tried to approach him, raising his fingers and powering up Ki on the end of them. Finding it hard to figure out what he was planning the apparent Saiyan was quick to try and stop the man from grabbing him, looking between the pair he frowned as the confrontation soon turned into a small lecture. This was all too strange to him but the more he was spoken to the less he saw them as Policemen. Narrowing his gaze he soon saw no reason to continue on with this stand, his hands slowly lowering before his stance dropped completely into a pained gasp as he grabbed his ribs. “I-I have the power…just not the health…” he muttered, growling lowly before sighing, looking back to him, “Waste of time, huh? Typical, wouldn’t expect anything less. If you want to help…then I was attacked while travelling. I don’t know how it got in my ship, but I had to land somewhere…but it’s gone now, who cares. Are you going to help me out now…?”

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral wasn’t really concerned with the others talking about him, so long as it was nothing bad or anything that was considered rude. If this kept up all they would have was memories of him to hold onto, but even then he didn’t think they would have much memory of him except Yumi and Vegeta. Everyone else was still a stranger to him with them barely know anything at all about him but it wasn’t like they had a care for learning about him anyway. They never really asked questions and it was only Shu that asked anything and that was because they were stuck together in the same prison. With his attention facing out of the window he could see the figure down below finally emerge from his hiding place, the energy level spiking temporarily before dying down again. It was never a good sign when the one that was flying the ship was still alive, especially after a crash like that and was now showing aggression. Looking to Yumi he sighed, looking back out the window. “Have you ever heard of Frieza before…? It’s one of his kind”, he spoke lowly, “A small race…but they’re powerful. They can gain enough power to rival a Super Saiyan easily and change form to hide their true power, but…this one seems too young to know how to. Just because my body is failing me doesn’t mean my eyes are, not yet…”

Shu gave Takeshi a little smile, trying to find some form of confidence in that statement of his that he really did hope Viral was going to get better not just to fight him. There was probably other reasons to worry over the Beastman than just to fight with him again, especially when they already discussed this matter earlier. Tilting his head a little at Takeshi’s refusal to acknowledge his friend’s strength over his he giggled slightly, smiling up at him. “You silly! You tried hard but you never did defeat him when you were fighting before. Remember when he still had the collar on? You didn’t beat him, we both had to try and still didn’t fairly!” Takeshi sure was silly when his pride got the better of him but if it made him happy he still thought he was very strong, his own strength barely even matching with anyone here in his eyes. He hadn’t been able to fight for a while and couldn’t tell if he was strong or not. “I hope things are okay down there, something feels kind of weird to me…”

The pilot couldn’t have these guys think they were on top of things when it was him that had everything under control, all except one element that had gotten the better of him. If they found out what happened he was as good as dead in their eyes, the Galactic Police never giving much tolerance for someone of his race and with his record. It wasn’t his fault he had a record, it was their fault when they never did leave him alone. Even if he managed to take their ship they weren’t always going to be stranded down here like he might end up until he recovered. Standing his ground for now he watched the possible Saiyan carefully, continuing to glare at him as he continued to try and show dominance over him. “Oh, I’m sure you’re terribly busy people. Got that weekly quota to fill, huh?” When the man decided to step forward he took a step back, raising his hands up higher with a slight wince. His body was not in a great state at all, it was a struggle to show some sort of authority over these two when he was feeling this way; he might as well start flying to gain some height at this rate. “I know what you’re planning on doing…it’s all the same with your kind, isn’t it? You’ll never let me go free if I say what happened…but, then again, you’re not planning on letting me go free even if nothing did happen, aren’t you?”

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Viral was sure this would take up a whole lot of time they could be using to try and find the Dragonballs, but if this had to be done then there was no changing Vegeta’s mind and getting him to reconsider going to this place first. He was angry with him but it didn’t matter when he was not going to be able to do anything about it. He had tried to be patient with him but after waiting for a cure for so long only for it to not work as he desired it made him pretty angry. If this was going to be a distraction then he hoped Vegeta had prepared plenty of his medicine because he was going to run out of time otherwise. Getting angry wasn’t going to solve anything, turning his head away when Vegeta went out to the crash site. He didn’t see how this was going to be any different than what he was used to with Vegeta always running off to do other things, leaving him behind for the most part or plain forgetting what he was supposed to do. Frowning, he looked back to his seat before to Takeshi, narrowing his gaze before grumbling and moving back to his seat. If there was going to be any problems then it was going to be people talking about him behind his back. Sighing lightly he looked to Yumi, frowning. “There’s something down there…”

Shu wanted to find any sort of distraction he could from what was his own fear over being inside the vehicle, feeling he would be a lot better if he could just go out that door like Vegeta and the colourful guy. He thought everything would be a lot better if they were down on the ground with the wreckage, not really understanding the logic behind sitting up here in the air where they might get blasted out of the sky. Smiling a little as he tried to keep his mind off the thought of being stuck in this place he sighed lightly. “Yeah, I also hope it is something that won’t be only for a short time. It would be really nice to train with Mister Viral again, even if he has sharp claws”, he spoke, shaking his head, “Friend needs to get strong again because he’s the strongest, right?” It was certainly difficult to see him as being the strongest again but maybe it was possible eventually, finding the thought of Viral to be weaker than everyone else a little too unrealistic. Hoping Takeshi might know something about the Namekians and the dragon he was disappointed when he knew nothing, kind of hoping he read something about them possibly. “No? Ooh, too bad. They all mysterious now…scary. Wonder how many there are too. I hope we can find them like we found our Dragonballs…”

For aliens to this planet they certainly had a way of speaking as if they were the ones in control of the situation, but their authority was not valid to him, especially in this situation. He could see they weren’t native when the two were completely different species with the other looks suspiciously like a Saiyan, certainly something that raised some alarm bells with him. Maybe it was a bad idea coming out of the ship, there was probably more in the one above and they were probably Saiyans too. He could take them probably, even if he was injured there was always a chance he could show off his true potential and completely waste the aggressors. Not taking his eyes off them he stared up at Ricken, glaring at him as he continued to speak like he was the one in control.

Just as he thought: they were here to arrest him and if they couldn’t do that they’ll try to destroy him. They must’ve been the Galactic Police, ready to try and arrest him once again and what was worse they had a perfectly valid reason for arresting him. He wasn’t the one who had punctured a hole in his ship or crashed on purpose. Raising his fists up a little higher he looked to Vegeta, ignoring the pain in his body as he listened to what he had to say. He saw no reason why this world was anything special just because it was unclaimed. Hesitating for a moment he moved a foot back, wincing a little before turning it into a growl. “This isn’t your planet…you hold no authority over me!” he finally spoke up, his voice high and immature as if he was just a kid, “How did you find me? I have universal charts…nobody should’ve found this place...but, now that you’re here…you’ll hand over your ship and I’ll be on my way!”

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Shu really did hope that the Namekians were nice people because they were really relying on them, their hope that they would hand over the Dragonballs and be alright with them using such a wish being fair high. If they were nice people then they probably would be the best to look after Dragonballs, he figured, but they could also be wary of outsiders and bar them on the basis that they were aliens even if they know Goku and Dende. Their friend’s presence shouldn’t be a factor in it at least, his people had never been off planet so to recognise T’charr as belonging bad people shouldn’t be possible. “I don’t mind doing things for them…I mean, I really want Mister Viral to get better and Mister Vegeta to get his parents back”, he smiled, moving his hands closer to his face, “They must be kind people to keep a wishing Dragon. Dende is kind so they must be too!” Feeling a little more confident about the Namekians he let out a sigh, trying to calm himself down instead of continuously panicking over a possible outcome that probably won’t ever happen. “Do you know what it’s like…? What is their dragon? Is it the one we have? Are there a lot of Namekians? We only have one but I never see others on Earth…”

Viral didn’t understand why this had to take priority when it was his health that was being put on the line, but it was probably the fact that Vegeta was treating it as not as important as a wreck was the factor that made him angry. He was in constant pain and even though he didn’t make that known a lot of the time it should’ve still been known to Vegeta. He didn’t care if it was seen as selfish, he was the one who was probably going to lose his mind by the end of the day. Feeling fairly angry he still managed to take a step back and control himself, frowning in annoyance as he looked away. “It’s not an anxiety issue…” he mumbled, letting out a sigh as he slowly rubbed his head. There was a lot of pain involved in this issue but no matter what he would say Vegeta would still put this before everything else. Looking to the cockpit when Sasha brought the shuttle to a halt, looking back to her quickly before to seeing Ricken take the leap out, his eyes soon going back to Vegeta in annoyance. “I have no choice but to wait here. I can’t fight, anyway…”

The presence of a foreign ship was probably more frightening than knowing what could be inside, the unknown factor playing a great deal in the hiding they were undertaking. There was always going to be that suspicion that an attack may occur when every nation wanted to attack your kind. There was no room for reason with possible aggressors. To hide for now was the best option, the colour of their own skin was enough to highlight aggression if a flash or orange or cyan was caught just briefly in the twisted metal that was their ship. They were still injured from the crash themselves only having escaped worse injury because of their ability to steer at the last moment before the crash. Their own armour had managed to take most of the impact but all the injury was under the surface. It would be too high a risk to their health if they dashed out and tried to rid themselves of their inspectors.

Hearing a voice call out was somehow surprising, probably because of the language they called out in. They were definitely from off-planet and not from this then. It was always possible that they were natives when this planet was uncharted according to the map, giving off an unknown reading. Peering out from the corner slightly the sight of another being caused alert, their race and armour being an immediate sign of concern. They would either try to blow up the ship if he gave no response or be assaulted immediately if they went to explore the ship. After a moment of consideration the best course of action was probably to free themselves from their confined space, get out into the open and be ready to fight off any attack that came their way. Growling lowly to themselves they tried to shift their small body out of the confined area, pulling at their long tail that had become trapped in the debris before looking for a way out. At this angle there was only one way out and that was through the hole in the roof near the back of the ship. It would be a little upsetting to have their ship blown up just because they didn’t leave the ship when the stranger called to them, but then again they could take their ship if it turned out they were hostile and leave this deserted planet. Not really having a plan but trying to think of one as they went along there was no other choice in the matter than to confront them. Moving around gently there was an immediate burst of energy as they flew straight for the gaping hole, bouncing straight out and flipping back onto the land in front of the wreckage.

The figure that had been taking refuge in the wreckage was definitely not a Saiyan but they might as well had been classed a monster. Called a Frost Demon by some and Frieza Clan by others the alien was of a frosty cyan and orange with some darker blue down their face, their frame very short and skinny with two sets of straight horns on their head with one set being longer and dark bone-like. Despite the injuries he had sustained he immediately went into a fighting stance, raising his hands in front of him looking ready to attack.

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Shu knew Takeshi wasn’t going to try and cause him any mental harm but it didn’t help that his own mind seemed to insist on making him distressed over riding in a vehicle. He didn’t mean to get all jumpy, he had tried hard not to be but it seemed inevitable anyway. He would probably be fine once he was on the ground or flying outside in the open air but as it stood just now he was in a box with many people all strapped down and hoping they weren’t going to get shot out of the sky and have to try to escape. Even without the straps he would probably be pretty nervous, but maybe if he kept his focus on Takeshi he wouldn’t get too nervous. His friend T’charrl seemed fine if only concerned with watching the pair and seeing what was going on. “Y-Yeah…we beat bad people up!” he squeaked, bouncing a little on his chair, “They are? Oooh, maybe they let us have Dragonballs then. Goku is still my idol…” He was pretty excited to see the dragon again, but he didn’t know whether it would be the same one on Earth or an alien one. He was certainly curious, his hope on it being an alien being higher than seeing the Earth one again. He hoped his friend was excited too, but then again he probably didn’t know what a dragon was. “Maybe…maybe there’s still some that remember Goku like Mister Dende does back on Earth. I hope too many people aren’t going to get hurt over this, though. They probably want to use them too…”

Viral was a little mad at Vegeta for holding out on information, especially when it meant placing his health second for some crash or something. He didn’t care about that just now and really just wanted to get on the ground so he might be able to find out where the Dragonballs might be. If the planet was at risk then whatever, but a vehicle crash was no big deal if the occupants were probably deceased too. He was still going to be angry about this, it had taken a few days to get here so it was hardly going to go anywhere new. Immediately looking to Yumi when she took hold of his arm he growled lowly, his eyes going back to Vegeta before towards the smoke. “We’d know where they are when I get on the ground and can actually try to adapt my senses to them”, he spoke lowly before looking to Vegeta again, “You’re just…keeping secrets from me now…” Growling lowly he moved back, his eyes going to Yumi briefly, stepping back. “This better be fast. I don’t know how much I can take of this…”

The ship in the distance wasn’t one that could be considered a regular around this particular solar system, only vaguely resembling anything close to what the Saiyan Kingdom might use for their travels. While it was pretty advance technology the ship had managed to take a fair heavy impact that had only been lessened by boosters that forced it to slow down before skidding to a vicious halt across the landscape. It had mostly fallen apart with a fair sized hole in the roof, the ship itself proving impossible to fly with its damage. The ship looked like it had either been blasted into or something had blasted out, either way the hole had been melted. As the others gradually approached the ship its own warning system lit up weakly, beeping gentle buzz for a short time before an annoyed limb lashed out at it and shut it off with force. There was still an occupant inside and they were pretty angry, resting within the rubble while they recovered. Without realisation at first the occupant soon became aware to what that meant, the panic immediately setting in when it meant a possible ambush. Immediately looking on the failing radar the sign of a vessel fast approaching meant it was a very good time to worry, the occupant taking refuge in the rubble and trying to hide away in the cockpit.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

Viral really did want to get back to doing normal things like everybody else could but he knew he was going to be stuck struggling to get his strength up for a while if he lived through all of this. He was scared he was going to end up crippled forever and if that was going to be the case then he would rather a completely new body than the one he had. He was really fed up with how battered and broken this one was, it was an even bigger disappointment that he didn’t get stronger after much hardship like Saiyans did. If he did get stronger after all this then he’d probably be a super being, nevermind an improvement to what he once was. “I would rather swim…but no, I can’t because I lose my mind”, he spoke lowly, feeling a little reminiscent, “I can survive underwater, you know…I don’t need to breathe for a long time underwater…I could last”. While he was not having a terribly good time settling down he could still reminisce over what he could do once before, maybe eventually find himself some happiness in what he was even if it still confused him. He just couldn’t remember what a normal life felt like and that worried him, especially when he was struggling to understand what he was. It must’ve been a symptom someone got when they realised their life was coming to an end, only problem was he didn’t want to die a pathetic existence.

Shu was definitely trying hard to be brave when it meant the less panic he felt the less tense everyone else was, especially when it meant T’charrl would be calm as well. He always noticed his friend panic when someone else panicked so trying to keep it down and be brave meant the ride was going to be less of a problem for everyone else. Getting a fright when Takeshi probably almost broke the strap with that ping of his he couldn’t help but give his little nervous rebuttal, frowning a little when Takeshi told him it was fine to be scared. He was supposed to be a Saiyan, not some child afraid of a little travel. “Ooh…ooh! I-I know, it’s just hard to not think there might be…” He was certainly trying but couldn’t help but feel he was going to end up crashing and he’d end up getting hurt a lot. It was always going to be a fear in the back of his mind even if he tried to be brave. Sighing a little he played around with the seatbelt, staring up at Takeshi. “Ooh, poor guy. I know what crash is like…a-and I don’t want to crash either! Crashing bad, really bad”, he spoke quickly, looking down at his hands, “Although if it bad person then that bad too! It’s not good for them and not good for us because it means bad people are here…”

While the situation could’ve been better for all of them Viral was still interested in what they were looking for, his eyes going to Vegeta and Ricken as they appeared to be getting ready for something. Looking up and around he soon unclipped his straps and stood up, looking out the windows to see what had grabbed their attention. He could see the smoke pretty clearly but to why it was even on this planet he couldn’t tell, his only guess was that was what they were looking for. It was a distraction as far as he was concerned, especially when it probably didn’t have any Dragonballs near it. Growling lowly he watched as Vegeta went to the back of the ship, looking like he was going to depart. Getting up off his chair he slowly followed after him, holding onto one of the chairs instead of getting too close. “Is that why you didn’t want us to land?” He was a little annoyed at Vegeta for putting this first over getting the Dragonballs, even if it was a foreign ship to this planet. They just needed to find the Namekians first and find out if they could use their Dragonballs, not chase after what was probably a ghost ship.