Mogtaki

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl didn’t know how he was supposed to explain it to the Namekian, staring at him before looking away. “Uhh, i-it’s hard to explain. I mean…I have my own energy that’s not Ki, but I also have Ki...” he spoke, struggling to explain himself, “I use my own energy to heal and can even use energy taken from others to heal someone else. It’s…not as good as yours. I’m not really good at much”. Feeling a lot better than before he gave his arms a rub once the Namekian finished up healing him, giving Takeshi a look since he required healing more. He didn’t know what Takeshi was even looking at when he seemed so distracted as the Namekian called out to him, looking off to see what he was seeing. There was nothing but the kids out there still, not really something that interested him since he was too big to think about playing with them too. It made him a little depressed but hopefully he can change back now that he wasn’t distracted by too much pain and worry, maybe once the Namekian had left.

Kiton was hurting all over, feeling light-headed. He was rather pathetic for a Frost Demon right now, his ancestors probably ashamed of him as they looked down upon him; but then again, they were probably already ashamed when they saw him stealing and doing bounty jobs instead of trying to make an honest living and restore their race’s name. It was rather pathetic to be brought down so far like that, but it was the case for a lot of his people. Frost Demons were just too valuable to let them run around leading normal lives when they were powerful with interesting organic properties. People would pay a fortune to get a set of their horns or their tail.

“He’s going to try and kill me anyway…so what’s the point on being cautious…?” Kiton grunted, trying to recover from the sudden spurt of pain that ran through his body. He should probably try to use his Ki a little more to make him feel lighter, but maybe once he was outside he’d be able to levitate. He wasn’t afraid of a fight, but he wasn’t willing to be placed in a vulnerable position first before he could defend himself. Being lead out of the ship he let out a sigh, slowly looking around to see what was going on. He could see the other people of the crew but he didn’t really recognise the giant bug until he remembered there was a much smaller and thinner one in the group. The bug must have the ability to transform too, but whether that was their true form he couldn’t tell. “What is the reason you all travel if not to fight for those rebels…? I don’t see a pattern…”

Viral didn’t know what the big deal was. They had all been thrown around by a giant monster so there shouldn’t be a need to give him so much concern. While it did hurt and he was feeling disorientated he couldn’t say he was in dire need of attention. He felt he needed to sit down after being embarrassed like that, but first he had to deal with Yumi’s panic. Groaning under his breath he gave his head a rub, frowning at her. “I am being careful…I can’t be any more careful…” he grumbled, waving her hand to get her to stop brushing him, “I think seeing me like this will make them feel even worse emotions than what they might feel if I was hurt…”

Speaking of what he looked like, it was only then when Viral looked up and around at everything that was happening. While there was Sasha and Ricken there was also the Namekians staring at him, curious to what happened and probably staring at what he was. Of course there was no reason for them to not look at him, he was a hideous monster who fell down the stairs like an idiot. He felt rather stricken with a strange sense of fear over this, everybody watching and observing how strange he was and how stupid he looked. Letting out a groan he lifted his paws to hide his face, feeling overwhelmed with embarrassment as he walked off, stumbling on uneasy steps as he tried to find his way back to the shuttle.

The Elder would let them have their time to themselves without having to worry whether they would try and go after the Dragonballs themselves, especially when they didn’t know how to activate them. Care had been taken to make sure the Dragonballs were safe from outsiders which had remained to this day completely safe from evil and selfish actions. Smiling when his assumptions were correct he listened to Vegeta, sipping his tea calmly. It sounded like quite a journey they took from their home all for their friend, even if their friend seemed quite passive towards everything that was going on around him. “The rebels knowing our location is not something I’d ever want either. Who knows whether there’s traitors in their unit who might sell our location to a greater evil. I don’t mind friends from Earth knowing it, but what happened all those years ago is still fresh in the minds of many. We still train our people to protect the planet, but we’re not an army. I will trust you to speak to them and tell them how much our planet’s security means for the safety of the galaxy…after all, you have a set of Dragonballs on your planet too. I have no doubt you understand their importance as well and how vital it is to keep them safe”.

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Despite his worries that something might happen, Gin was feeling pretty prepared and willing to try and show he could still fight. If he was to be an adventurer then he was going to have to get serious. He was going to be the best Half-Oni there was, even if there was another one in their group. He would stand up to these people up ahead if they dared threatened his group, if he could keep trying to be brave about it. This was hard even for him when he was supposed to have all the confidence in the world given what he was and what he was supposed to do. Holding his head up high as he walked he couldn’t help but gasp when Jiang nudged his shoulder, giving it a rub as he gave him an annoyed look before looking away. ”What? I thought that would be something you would want to do”.

Feeling fairly confused about his decisions his eyes soon wandered away from Jiang before up to Yuudai, curious when she mentioned him by name. He didn’t think she’d be comfortable with someone of his stature holding up the front along with her, given the fact she was of such a height difference that it’d probably look like a joke to their possible attackers. ”What? You want me up front too?” he questioned her before smiling, showing off his sharp teeth, ”I’m not going to stand back and let everything happen without me. I’m capable of protecting others!” Moving quickly to the front Gin held onto his cloak, keeping his strides fairly long so he could keep ahead of the others without falling behind his post.

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Gin really didn’t like all this talk about killing or whether he had killed before, finding it to be a bit of a sensitive subject for him. He didn’t want to say whether he had or hadn’t nor was he going to admit anything to them, seeing how it was none of their business. To have killed or to think about killing was never going to be something he’d comfortably talk about around people who were essentially still strangers to him; sure, he knew some of their faces but he barely knew them by name or anything else. There was always going to be that personal element to everything regarding life and death. Despite what they thought about his size he was perfectly capable of killing just like any other Half-Oni.

Choosing to ignore the subject for now he did have a look at the old Tengu, still thinking she weirded him out he stared at her curiously, frowning only slightly when she decided to stop them for something. Watching her curiously he stared at the jar she brought out, looking to the others quickly when he saw what was inside it. That was just disgusting, but then again she was already missing an eye so maybe there was something else to it. Not wanting to look at it yet unable to turn away he let out a groan, staring at her before gasping when she suddenly decided to flip open the eyepatch and show what was underneath. That was rather disturbing and immediately prompted him to look away, rubbing his hair messily. Feeling rather distracted by that image he kept himself concentrated on the path instead; however, the sensation of magic distracted him and he immediately turned to look and see what was happening, feeling curious rather than grossed out now.

Staring at the Tengu he gasped when she sprouted a little bit only for the magic to dissipate, leaving Metou looking much younger. Staring at her for a moment he turned red and looked away again, feeling like he was lied to somehow when she first spoke to him. Even though it shouldn’t hurt him that much it still meant he didn’t know where her true form lied, making him feel a little insecure about the company he was keeping. She still mentioned it was a few decades since she killed someone so he was still probably the youngest, but she still looked very young to him despite that fact.

Feeling oddly concerned about that Gin tried to keep his attention away from it again, keeping moving instead of talking. With a moment of silence sitting over the group soon enough Jiang figured it was time to no longer keep his mouth shut and from the sounds of it he was going to speak a lot, probably way too much for him to pay attention to. By the time he got to his second point Gin was already groaning, looking up to the sky in hope that he would calm down and maybe let someone else talk if they were thinking about it previously; however, he just continued speaking. Losing interest pretty quickly he soon sighed and looked away, staring down the road as he scratched at his arms. Gin thought he was perfectly capable of making the right decision and didn’t need a long speech to make him feel insecure, even if he was the youngest one there and probably the least experienced.

What a pretty terrible subject go on for the day starting, one he wasn’t willing to keep following. Feeling rather uncomfortable he kept his eyes on the road but quickly turned his attention to their guide, frowning at his words. He didn’t know what all that meant but from the sounds of it he needed to clear his mind from all these thoughts that only disturbed him previously. He didn’t know if there was going to be a fight if this group got their way, but he also didn’t know what they wanted. He didn’t think word had spread that fast that they were heading out on their quest, but he did hope it wouldn’t end this early. He was told to be wary of outsiders and this was definitely the time to keep his hand close to the hilt of his blade just incase they tried to take advantage of the group.

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Pff Gin would probably have a hard time keeping his attention on the game or get sad after winning once cause the other person is upset and let them win instead.

Also he probably can't count very well since he measures with his eyes pfff

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl knew he really needed that healing, even if he was the less serious of the two. The Namekian had chosen him to heal first so to pressure him to go and heal up Takeshi first was a bit too rude in his eyes. Smiling at the Namekian he listened to his answer, his antennae twitching before he looked down at his arm. “I see…so, not quite what I use”, he spoke before he sighed, smiling a little, “I can heal wounds too, but at a great cost and I don’t know how to stop that from being a problem with my healing. Your healing seems so much more…natural than mine. I can’t even heal my friends like this”. He didn’t want to talk too much about how he couldn’t or why there was a reason his body didn’t have the capacity to heal using just his energy. He wouldn’t mind learning how to but he never got the chance back on his home planet to learn how to. “My friend with the bad leg really needs healing too, if you could be so kind. I couldn’t heal him…”

Kiton didn’t want to be stuck here for much longer, instead wanting to get up and get out of this shuttle. He had been stuck there for too long without proper attention all while expecting to wait and see what his fate would be. He was already distraught over losing his ship and nearly dying, he didn’t need the feeling of waiting in one spot with no freedom only to find out he lost his freedom completely. Trying to get up onto his feet was proving pretty difficult when he was sore all over and weakened from the crash. Not really caring for Haku’s protests he continued to try, groaning when Haku finally decided to help him up.

Letting out a groan he stared down once he finally got somewhere with his feet, feeling pretty light-headed after all that. He really didn’t have any of the same energy to get out of this shuttle as he did with his ship, but lazing around for so long and having no risk of being blown up meant he couldn’t find the rush needed to stand up for himself. Looking tiredly to Haku he nodded lightly. “I’d rather outside…really rather outside…” he spoke lowly, looking to the door, “I don’t want to be caught in that position again by that…cyborg…”

Viral couldn’t stand being in that room with that food any longer, nor could be breathe very well. He couldn’t risk eating and the urge to devour that food had made him almost lose it. Being dismissed was the better thing to happen to him after all of this but his haste was uncoordinated and the obvious lack of balance made it hard to keep on his feet. Running out hastily he completely tripped up, falling down the stairs before being caught by Ricken before he could land flat in the middle of them. Viral was dazed needless to say, feeling fairly sore after that fall too but that was the least of his concerns. Trying to find his feet again he gasped when he heard Yumi call out to him, holding his head as he let out a groan.

Seeing Ricken being shoved out of the way by Yumi he turned to her, staring at Yumi as she rambled on as if it was going to endanger everything they had worked so hard on. Frowning, he stared at Yumi before shaking his head, holding a paw out to her to try and stop her fussing. “I’m fine…just fine! It's nothing…” he spoke lowly, lowering his paw, “Nothing happened! I just…lost my footing…” He felt pretty embarrassed, especially when he couldn’t stop it like he might had been able to otherwise. It did hurt falling down stone steps but he wasn’t going to admit it, especially when he had just killed a massive creature with this condition. “I’m not going to suddenly die…”

The Elder would had sent his own out to see if Viral was okay but with Yumi going out he thought it was best to leave her to it. There was definitely a lack of coordination with that creature of theirs and to nearly have a panic attack over food was certainly a cause for concern. Looking back to Vegeta he gave him a pleasant smile. “You have come a long way for this. Just how long were you roaming in search of us?” he asked calmly, lifting his tea a little, “We have remained cut off from the rest of the galaxy for many years so it has been a very long time since I last saw one of your kind nevermind many of them and of different races. This offer for an alliance with a force going to war concerns me, though. You’re not bringing any unwanted conflicts to this planet, are you? To hear that these people want to have us involved even if only for protection does not spell anything good for Namek. It is definitely wise to use the Dragonball’s power sooner rather than later if that’s the case”.

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl gave Takeshi a nervous smile, not entirely sure at all. He was going to be a foreigner to these people and whether they felt comfortable around an alien life form. He didn’t know if they’d want to look at him closely or just give him some gentler training or teach him methods of control that they might know. If they wanted to experiment with him there was probably a lot he’d object to, especially if it involved cutting him up. When the Namekian arrived he was pretty happy, pointing out his problems pretty quickly. He hadn’t been able to smell very well among other things since getting that goop on his antennae and could do with getting them healed up. Keeping seated as Eri healed him up he let out a sigh, watching as the energy mended his burns. “Thank you…y-yes. I would like that very much”.

His arms were hurting a lot since the battle. His muscles were strained quite a lot after using them so aggressively and in a completely new fashion to what he was used to. It was the first major time he had been using his new weapons and his body still wasn’t used to it, what was worse was with his change his muscles had only become torn and bruised. Holding out his arms with a nervous smile he stared down at them, giving a glance to the Namekian. “This is very kind of you. How do you do this? I can do it but not very well”, he spoke with a sigh, “Is it kind of like Ki you use or is it something else…?”

Kiton didn’t know if he should trust Haku’s word given how the other guy reacted to him right after Sasha gave him reassurance that he would be safe. He was worried about his health and general well-being, nothing stopping them from sneaking up on him when he slept. “I’ve committed worse crimes. It’s not like I’m some thief, I was just-…I just needed that thing…don’t know why…” he muttered, sighing before he frowned, “I’m hardly making a good case for myself…” Feeling pretty crappy was the least of his worries when he knew he accidentally released that thing on this planet. Looking to Haku as he tried to make the same offer Sasha tried before he frowned, looking away. “I’d rather see what they plan on doing with me. But…first…I don’t like lying here like this…” Moving his hands to his side he tried to sit up, wincing as he felt nothing but pain in his actions. He didn’t want to remain vulnerable like this, it was worrying enough when that guy earlier could just tower over him like that and try to assault him. “H-Help me to my feet…!”

The Elder nodded, giving Yumi a smile. It would save them time if it was urgent and was definitely a lot kinder to give them another wish to bring who they wanted back to life. There was no need to have them try to travel all the way back to their home to get to these people if the matter was urgent. Sipping at his tea he looked to Vegeta, finding it rather nice that he couldn’t believe he was being given the chance. “Your cause is a noble one and I cannot deny someone lifesaving treatment if it is so urgent that you have to bring people back from the dead to get it. That would be terribly selfish and not to mention cruel”. The Elder did notice Sasha take her leave and while that was happening their other companion was certainly looking like he was struggling, almost to the point of suffocating. “You can leave too, strange one. I would not be offended”, he spoke and sure enough not a moment after that the Beastman fell back, practically falling over as he immediately turned over and made a dash out of the building on all fours before falling down the first few steps. “…Is he the one who is Viral? He’s a strange one…”

The War for Baji (open)

Gin doesn't need a post right now if that helps anything too lol

The War for Baji (open)

Death isn't a thing Gin would think about so he'd rather live, easy peasy. He'd probably try to kill everything before he went, though.

Soooo to answer the question...who knows!

Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl didn’t know if he could use his friends as a confidence boost when he was so low on it in general. He needed to find his own confidence and not sap that of his friends, especially when they had their own things to worry about. “I don’t know what I need. I’m supposed to be my own person, but even when I didn’t have this Spirit I didn’t know if I could do a lot that my parents expected out of me. I wanted to make them proud, but I was always nervous and worried of failure. I’ve always been told to have confidence in myself, but this is completely different”. Sighing he rubbed his arm, looking to Takeshi as he continued to try and make him feel better. “I worry his parents may be afraid of my form like you are often. Plus it could be a bit too alien for them, right? I don’t see how they can give uhh…give a hand to me. Oh no…what if they don’t like me? I didn’t think of that…”

Gasping when he realised there was another person there he turned to the Namekian, staring at them curiously. It sounded like it would be nice to get healed if that’s what they were offering, turning towards the Namekian as Shu announced who needed healed. Giving the Namekian a nervous smile he watched as he sat down with him tilting his head before flipping his long antennae forward. “These hurt the most. They burn really badly compared to other parts of me. My arms are also really very sore…”

Kiton thought they were harsh enough in their treatment of him so far, even if he was bandaged up. He had been fighting the creatures off for days and probably unconscious in his ship for even longer yet they had just bandaged him up and dumped him in their shuttle. Not even the police would treat him like this. They probably wouldn’t know he had taken their shuttle until it was too late. They were placing a lot of trust in this kid and the angry rebel outside, especially when one had stormed off. He had half a mind to try and do it as well and get to whatever ship they had off planet after the treatment he received from that guy.

Staring at Haku as he tried to encourage him to tell the truth he frowned, looking back to the roof. He did have evidence that he tried but his ship was destroyed, shame too when he had stuff in there that he could’ve kept like money. “I already said I tried but it wasn’t enough. I still took the thing thinking it would be perfectly safe to take to sell again. I’m still a criminal”, he spoke before sighing, frowning, “I wouldn’t be surprised if they take the reward money for their rebellion”. It was pretty difficult when it was probably worth their time to get rid of him after all they did, not sure if they’d want to associate their cause with a Frost Demon. “You sound like that woman…Sasha. I don’t know. Your leader might not want me and isn’t it his decision in the end…? I still need to figure out where my life is going and at this point I have no ship, no money…hmph, I’m stuck”.

The Elder did notice Viral take a bit of a withdrawn stance to the fish, strange since he certain appeared malnourished even with that appearance he carried. To see something that looked like a predator turn down food was very strange. Giving him a careful look he soon set his eyes back on Vegeta, waiting for him to continue before it was someone else who decided to explain their intentions. She certainly went straight to the point with this one as he watched her calmly, sipping at his tea before he let out a sigh. “You will need two wishes unless you intend on returning to where they died. The person or people who died will always be brought back alive on the planet they died. We only need one wish to bring back our people”, he spoke calmly, leaning back a little, “So you wish to bring back those who can help your friend with their condition. I hardly see any selfishness in those wishes. Very well…since you came from so far away to seek our help and destroyed a large threat to our home and my people, I grant you an audience with Porunga. We’ll arrange a speaker for you while we gather the Dragonballs”.

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Gin thought he had done pretty alright with introducing himself, at least for someone who had never actually met someone in his life that wasn’t from Shima. He wasn’t a great conversationalist that was for sure. Staring up at Takumi he sighed lightly when the guy took his greeting well, staring up at the man as he spoke before gasping when Jiang’s voice suddenly raised up, his head immediately turning to him as he watched him all confused. “W-What? What are you-!” Before he could even protest he was suddenly lifted up in the air, his arms going out desperately trying to balance himself. Panicking at the strange action he kept his arms out in desperation, not wanting to touch him. ”Ahh! I-I’m Gin the Halfling of Shima with blacksmith-uhh greatest blacksmith of Shima and soon Baji now please put me down!”

Letting out a groan once he was finally placed back on his feet he dusted down his cloak and gave Jiang an annoyed look. He was not at all happy that he had been treated in such a fashion and was already starting to get sick of being treated like he was a little kid, even if he was short and young. All this guy seemed to do was pick on his height in different ways whether it was commenting straight out that he was short or trying to make him taller; either way, he hoped this wasn’t going to become a regular thing. Grumbling as he folded his arms he looked to Jiang as he spoke, wondering at first if he was looking to someone else when he nodded in his direction before feeling confused all over again. Frowning, being asked what the best way to go was going to be a pretty useless question for him when he had never been beyond Shima, especially considering what he was. Looking to the others as they gave their input he soon shrugged himself, shaking his head. ”I don’t know where anywhere is so I don’t know why you’d think I’d be able to give input too. Never been out this far before…”