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Viral was mentally worn out and unable to act any longer, his body sore and his mind shot. He didn’t know why he had said such things to him and couldn’t understand why he wasn’t able to stand or feel anything anymore, but he did feel like a disappointment. He didn’t know what he was supposed to be, what he had become and what might happen to him now that he had got to this point. Moving a paw to try and push his body off the ground he simply found himself unable to find the raw strength any longer, his mind now completely shot. He couldn’t understand why he would come back and say such things to him, but maybe he simply deserved it.
Feeling exhausted he stared at nothing, the images in front of his appearing fuzzy as his vision continued to fade back and forth. His body was trying to go to sleep after those stressful emotions had been wiped from him but he didn’t want to, leaving his mind blank and unable to focus on anything. Staring at the faded figures he watched as one of them came close to him, kneeling down in front of him with a scent he recognised too as June. Closing his eyes as she stroked his hair he let out a groan, slowly rolling his face into the ground. “…I…don’t remember…before…”
Shu was a little frightened at the reaction Viral gave his creator, but the man was saying some mean things to him. Calling him the second best must had hurt and even then reminding him of the things he did must had been painful as well, knowing such things were some of the first things to tell Viral upon seeing them again. He wouldn’t want to have to be reminded of such things when seeing someone close to him for the first time in a very long time. Frowning at the sight of it all he slowly crouched to the ground, laying down on his front as he wrapped his tail around himself, his arms and feet tucked under his body. He felt unable to feel what they must be feeling from all of this, finding it hard to think what it must be like to meet his mother after so many years. He just didn’t know how to feel about her so it made it difficult. It seemed Takeshi was feeling something, but he simply found it too hard himself. Maybe he wasn’t like the others as much as he thought because he was really having a hard time figuring out what he was supposed to feel.
T’charrl thought it was pretty nice but the emotions coming from Viral was a little scary. Moving around slowly on the ground he soon stood up, not sure if they were going to notice him at a time like this and was feeling less shy as a result. Smiling when Viral’s negative emotions were wiped he looked between Haku and Takeshi, nearly accidentally standing on Shu before he noticed him on the ground. He was curious about these two now and how they were going to repair the Beastman, but hopefully things would go smoothly and the Beastman wouldn’t be in too much pain in the process. Tilting his head at Takeshi he gave the Frost Demon a quick look, backing away from the group when Takeshi gave a little explanation on the situation. He didn’t know about ‘cool’, but they were certainly different and scientific as well as caring, even if the man had effectively caused the Beastman to lose it.
Kiton was completely confused and worried over what he was seeing, but what Takeshi had to tell him didn’t really help the situation all that much. He was so casual about bringing back the dead, his eyes going to the creature before he simply tried to get to his feet again. “This is just…a normal occurrence to you people, or something??” he asked up, managing to fly for only a second before he fell to the ground again with a grunt. Growling lowly he pressed his hand against the ground, slowly moving his other arm underneath his chest as he tried to get up again but could barely lift his head off the ground. “Aghhh…damnit! At least that guy has a reason to be on the ground! This is just…cruelty!”
Feeling exhausted he stared at nothing, the images in front of his appearing fuzzy as his vision continued to fade back and forth. His body was trying to go to sleep after those stressful emotions had been wiped from him but he didn’t want to, leaving his mind blank and unable to focus on anything. Staring at the faded figures he watched as one of them came close to him, kneeling down in front of him with a scent he recognised too as June. Closing his eyes as she stroked his hair he let out a groan, slowly rolling his face into the ground. “…I…don’t remember…before…”
Shu was a little frightened at the reaction Viral gave his creator, but the man was saying some mean things to him. Calling him the second best must had hurt and even then reminding him of the things he did must had been painful as well, knowing such things were some of the first things to tell Viral upon seeing them again. He wouldn’t want to have to be reminded of such things when seeing someone close to him for the first time in a very long time. Frowning at the sight of it all he slowly crouched to the ground, laying down on his front as he wrapped his tail around himself, his arms and feet tucked under his body. He felt unable to feel what they must be feeling from all of this, finding it hard to think what it must be like to meet his mother after so many years. He just didn’t know how to feel about her so it made it difficult. It seemed Takeshi was feeling something, but he simply found it too hard himself. Maybe he wasn’t like the others as much as he thought because he was really having a hard time figuring out what he was supposed to feel.
T’charrl thought it was pretty nice but the emotions coming from Viral was a little scary. Moving around slowly on the ground he soon stood up, not sure if they were going to notice him at a time like this and was feeling less shy as a result. Smiling when Viral’s negative emotions were wiped he looked between Haku and Takeshi, nearly accidentally standing on Shu before he noticed him on the ground. He was curious about these two now and how they were going to repair the Beastman, but hopefully things would go smoothly and the Beastman wouldn’t be in too much pain in the process. Tilting his head at Takeshi he gave the Frost Demon a quick look, backing away from the group when Takeshi gave a little explanation on the situation. He didn’t know about ‘cool’, but they were certainly different and scientific as well as caring, even if the man had effectively caused the Beastman to lose it.
Kiton was completely confused and worried over what he was seeing, but what Takeshi had to tell him didn’t really help the situation all that much. He was so casual about bringing back the dead, his eyes going to the creature before he simply tried to get to his feet again. “This is just…a normal occurrence to you people, or something??” he asked up, managing to fly for only a second before he fell to the ground again with a grunt. Growling lowly he pressed his hand against the ground, slowly moving his other arm underneath his chest as he tried to get up again but could barely lift his head off the ground. “Aghhh…damnit! At least that guy has a reason to be on the ground! This is just…cruelty!”
Viral didn’t know how to react to any of this as his mind got completely stuck, even if he knew he was going to see them again and get them wished back. His current mentality couldn’t handle it right now, even worse than he handled it when he saw them through T’charrl’s energy. His mind was constantly playing catch-up with what was happening in front of him and all he could feel was the same grief he felt before when he last met them. He was completely confused and in a panic looking like a deer about to meet its death. He didn’t know what was happening or how to react to it, only that he was beginning to suffer mentally from this ordeal. Finding it hard to see past the memories made it even harder to come to terms with the presence of his creators, making it even worse for him to try and control himself.
Finding it hard to breathe he was nearly sent into a complete mental overload at the sight of Aito, staring at him as he spoke but very quickly getting angry at him. Second greatest? That made him the inferior one out of two with Aito’s attempt to not alienate Vegeta. It didn’t matter how he looked at that sentence, he was still the lesser one. Staring at Aito he slowly moved back as he spoke about his death, the man only trying to make him feel better but talking about it was making him feel terrible as memories forced through his mind. Growling lowly he held his head, his eyes still wide in anger and confusion as he tried to force the memories away.
Hearing of his possible death over again just freaked him out to no end, even if he constantly heard of it being a possibility. He was inferior, that much was true: he just needed a ghost to tell him that. Groaning as he slowly shook his head he kept his hands high, he began to growl as he tried to force himself away from the sight of Aito. “You…you think that will make it all better?!” he snarled, clasping his claws against his head, “I tore you two to shreds! How does saying all that make everything better?? Second greatest? You should had stuck with the first, it would had made you live longer!!” Getting overly anxious and stressed out he looked ready to attack, removing his bloody claws from his head and holding them at his sides; however, before he could even move forward he felt a sudden coldness touch his back. Shivering at first contact he looked ready to turn around to meet her, but the touch soon became a warmth that gradually shifted through his body. His mind became light and his body followed, his foot moving to turn his body around until his knees couldn’t hold his large weight, his body falling onto his side heavily.
Kiton didn’t know what was going on but apparently these two were dead before and for a very long time. That creature brought them back like it was nothing, the Namekians too even if they were only recently deceased. He didn’t understand how people who were dead for so long could be brought back and quite frankly he would probably have the same freak-out the monster was having if he knew these guys. Watching the strange display he slowly moved onto his side, trying to get on his front to push himself off the ground, straining as he tried to get up again. “T-This is insane! Who are these people??”
Finding it hard to breathe he was nearly sent into a complete mental overload at the sight of Aito, staring at him as he spoke but very quickly getting angry at him. Second greatest? That made him the inferior one out of two with Aito’s attempt to not alienate Vegeta. It didn’t matter how he looked at that sentence, he was still the lesser one. Staring at Aito he slowly moved back as he spoke about his death, the man only trying to make him feel better but talking about it was making him feel terrible as memories forced through his mind. Growling lowly he held his head, his eyes still wide in anger and confusion as he tried to force the memories away.
Hearing of his possible death over again just freaked him out to no end, even if he constantly heard of it being a possibility. He was inferior, that much was true: he just needed a ghost to tell him that. Groaning as he slowly shook his head he kept his hands high, he began to growl as he tried to force himself away from the sight of Aito. “You…you think that will make it all better?!” he snarled, clasping his claws against his head, “I tore you two to shreds! How does saying all that make everything better?? Second greatest? You should had stuck with the first, it would had made you live longer!!” Getting overly anxious and stressed out he looked ready to attack, removing his bloody claws from his head and holding them at his sides; however, before he could even move forward he felt a sudden coldness touch his back. Shivering at first contact he looked ready to turn around to meet her, but the touch soon became a warmth that gradually shifted through his body. His mind became light and his body followed, his foot moving to turn his body around until his knees couldn’t hold his large weight, his body falling onto his side heavily.
Kiton didn’t know what was going on but apparently these two were dead before and for a very long time. That creature brought them back like it was nothing, the Namekians too even if they were only recently deceased. He didn’t understand how people who were dead for so long could be brought back and quite frankly he would probably have the same freak-out the monster was having if he knew these guys. Watching the strange display he slowly moved onto his side, trying to get on his front to push himself off the ground, straining as he tried to get up again. “T-This is insane! Who are these people??”
After a rough start Gin was starting to feel rather enthusiastic about his journey away from the village and his quest to get the lost artefacts, but as the air of excitement began to change into anticipation he was quick to remember where he kept his sword just incase. He wanted to help and by being up front seemed better than being behind if there was a threat up ahead. Sure enough there was a threat as the guide soon revealed and sure enough as they wandered further down the path there was the threat standing ahead. It was a woman with some strange but threatening bodyguards, that much he could tell.
Keeping his hand close to his sword he stopped and stared at the people, feeling rather unsure to how he was supposed to handle these people. He didn’t know how they fought or whether they knew each other and was waiting for them to arrive, but either way they were a problem and they had to get around them. He did wonder if they were strong enough to fight these guys and this woman off while protecting someone who appeared unarmed. Moving forward he gasped when Yuudai moved forward, his eyes staring up at her as she demanded answers from them. She was intimidating by herself and seeing her like that made him feel rather small and insignificant.
With wide eyes he watched as she showed authority to these people, stabbing the ground with her large sword that even made the ground vibrate. He was getting rather excited now, his bright blue eyes continuing to stare up at her with such child-like wonder. She was the kind of person he hoped to be like when he was older, but that didn’t mean he didn’t think he was capable as he was now. Withdrawing his blade he made a sudden few steps back, moving closer to the guide while still facing the group and showing he was a threat too despite his size. He dared not speak up right now, he might say something bad and cause unneeded aggression. He knew he was liable for saying something he probably shouldn’t so he kept quiet, trying to concentrate on appearing strong and threatening.
Keeping his hand close to his sword he stopped and stared at the people, feeling rather unsure to how he was supposed to handle these people. He didn’t know how they fought or whether they knew each other and was waiting for them to arrive, but either way they were a problem and they had to get around them. He did wonder if they were strong enough to fight these guys and this woman off while protecting someone who appeared unarmed. Moving forward he gasped when Yuudai moved forward, his eyes staring up at her as she demanded answers from them. She was intimidating by herself and seeing her like that made him feel rather small and insignificant.
With wide eyes he watched as she showed authority to these people, stabbing the ground with her large sword that even made the ground vibrate. He was getting rather excited now, his bright blue eyes continuing to stare up at her with such child-like wonder. She was the kind of person he hoped to be like when he was older, but that didn’t mean he didn’t think he was capable as he was now. Withdrawing his blade he made a sudden few steps back, moving closer to the guide while still facing the group and showing he was a threat too despite his size. He dared not speak up right now, he might say something bad and cause unneeded aggression. He knew he was liable for saying something he probably shouldn’t so he kept quiet, trying to concentrate on appearing strong and threatening.
I'll post in the morning since it seems everyone's caught up, I hope o/
Shu didn’t know what to make of the dragon but from the sound of him he certainly seemed friendly, even if his voice was pretty booming. He was happy that he was finally getting to see the dragon after so long of being told they were going to go to Namek for them. Watching the dragon work their wishes was certainly thrilling and he just couldn’t get enough of it, even if he only saw it once before when he had been wished away to save Viral. So much for that wish, but then again they would never had met their friends if they never went into space so maybe that was a good thing too. Now that Vegeta was getting his parents back their friend could be cured eventually and not have to suffer anymore, or at least they hoped. As the dragon disappeared he gasped when the Dragonballs flew away, his eyes soon going down to the figures that were Vegeta’s parents.
Watching Vegeta be reunited with his parents he felt happy but also upset that he wasn’t getting to experience this kind of meeting. If they had one more wish then maybe they would’ve been able to see their mother, but that would have to wait for another day. Squeaking, he bounced closer to Takeshi, taking a hold of his top and giving it a tug. Staring up at Takeshi he wondered if he thought the same, tilting his head before looking back to Vegeta as his mother gave him a happy hug.
T’charrl didn’t know what happened but somehow the dead had been brought back to life through some sort of magic. It was so strange, especially when he had opened up a link to the afterlife to these same people and now they were living and breathing. It was certainly nice that they had accomplished what they set out to do, even if it was rather strange to experience. The event was probably something he’d only witness once, but then again these guys were probably going to do something like this again sometime with another big creature. It was quite a nice scene to see, but there was someone who wasn’t really wanting to be a part of it who should had been. He could feel Viral’s emotions from here and quite frankly it was rather scary, feeling an almost fearful rage from him. Rolling over onto his feet he stared at Viral and the newly revived Aito, worried about what happen if he got too close to the Beastman.
Viral didn’t know why he thought he could handle this because he sure as hell couldn’t. He wanted this but he also feared it would come. He was the one who killed them in the first place and seeing them there and hearing their voices just forced memories to come flashing back, acting as if they weren’t his own when those memories should had been wiped clean. Viral didn’t know what to do, he was in complete panic mode and what was worse was he looked like a monster that would kill them again. Trying to find his unbalanced escape he gasped at the sight of Yumi, giving her an angry wide-eyed glare before gasping at the sound of Aito’s voice.
Viral seemed frozen, his eyes still wide-eyed and angered but he was completely stunned. He felt unable to act, his body not moving apart from a few small twitches. He could smell him alright, smelling like he did before being covered in his own blood. He was completely confused, he didn’t know what he wanted or understand what was happening but it greatly hurt his head trying to think about it. Remaining fairly still as Aito continued to speak to him, he noticed his hand coming from the corner of his eye. Freezing for a moment he listened to Aito speak, soon growling at his words. “Are you calling me weak?!” he snarled as he spun around to face him but froze in his aggressive stance. He looked like he had seen a ghost, quite literally so, causing him to freeze up with his claws still bared.
Watching Vegeta be reunited with his parents he felt happy but also upset that he wasn’t getting to experience this kind of meeting. If they had one more wish then maybe they would’ve been able to see their mother, but that would have to wait for another day. Squeaking, he bounced closer to Takeshi, taking a hold of his top and giving it a tug. Staring up at Takeshi he wondered if he thought the same, tilting his head before looking back to Vegeta as his mother gave him a happy hug.
T’charrl didn’t know what happened but somehow the dead had been brought back to life through some sort of magic. It was so strange, especially when he had opened up a link to the afterlife to these same people and now they were living and breathing. It was certainly nice that they had accomplished what they set out to do, even if it was rather strange to experience. The event was probably something he’d only witness once, but then again these guys were probably going to do something like this again sometime with another big creature. It was quite a nice scene to see, but there was someone who wasn’t really wanting to be a part of it who should had been. He could feel Viral’s emotions from here and quite frankly it was rather scary, feeling an almost fearful rage from him. Rolling over onto his feet he stared at Viral and the newly revived Aito, worried about what happen if he got too close to the Beastman.
Viral didn’t know why he thought he could handle this because he sure as hell couldn’t. He wanted this but he also feared it would come. He was the one who killed them in the first place and seeing them there and hearing their voices just forced memories to come flashing back, acting as if they weren’t his own when those memories should had been wiped clean. Viral didn’t know what to do, he was in complete panic mode and what was worse was he looked like a monster that would kill them again. Trying to find his unbalanced escape he gasped at the sight of Yumi, giving her an angry wide-eyed glare before gasping at the sound of Aito’s voice.
Viral seemed frozen, his eyes still wide-eyed and angered but he was completely stunned. He felt unable to act, his body not moving apart from a few small twitches. He could smell him alright, smelling like he did before being covered in his own blood. He was completely confused, he didn’t know what he wanted or understand what was happening but it greatly hurt his head trying to think about it. Remaining fairly still as Aito continued to speak to him, he noticed his hand coming from the corner of his eye. Freezing for a moment he listened to Aito speak, soon growling at his words. “Are you calling me weak?!” he snarled as he spun around to face him but froze in his aggressive stance. He looked like he had seen a ghost, quite literally so, causing him to freeze up with his claws still bared.
Shu was rather excited and didn’t know quite how to settle down other than bounce on his toes. He could only watch the Dragonballs curiously as the Namekian calmly approached them to fulfil his duty. He didn’t know if there was something special about these Dragonballs other than their size but he would soon see. Watching them he squeaked when Eri finally spoke up but in what sounded like their native language. He didn’t catch what it was exactly but for a moment nothing appeared to happen, Shu only tilting his head in response before seeing the glow finally starting up. Squeaking he bounced back when the Dragonballs suddenly exploded with light, the Dragonballs forming the massive figure before them; however, it wasn’t, the same figure he knew from Earth. This was definitely a different dragon than the one he knew and when it finally formed he gasped at the sight of it, getting awfully excited at seeing it. So there was different dragons that came from those things, they were different; however, that did raise more questions. He didn’t know how the Dragonballs even came to be if that was the case, but they were definitely related to these Namekians.
T’charrl didn’t know what to expect with these things or how they even functioned as wish-givers, but apparently they were on this planet and Earth only. It was all strange to him and rather supernatural but he tried to keep an open mind and not try to freak out. He didn’t want to offend anyone by running away if there was something that went crazy in his eyes but was perfectly normal for the others. Staring at the Dragonballs curiously he gasped when they suddenly exploded into light, forming something massive before the group. Slowly backing off he looked to the sky, the green daylight turning black as if the suns were swallowed by the power of the Dragonballs. Feeling rather scared he gasped when the bright light suddenly took shape, one of a massive scaley creature. That must’ve been the wish-giver they wanted to summon so badly and he was rather impressive, but he didn’t know if they would do good or if the wishes cost anything.
Kiton didn’t know what was happening but he was rather scared of the surge of energy, trying to back away on the ground but getting nowhere with tired limbs. Unable to understand how such a phenomenon was happening he just wanted to get away from it. Raising his arm tiredly he tried to shield his eyes from the bright light, only gazing past it when the glowing faded and instead a massive creature hovered up above all of them. This was rather worrying and probably not where he wanted to be. Gazing up at the others he spotted them gazing up at the creature too meaning it was probably a good time to try and get away from the dragon’s massive form. Slowly trying to move away he slowly backed off, his legs barely able to keep him up before he simply collapsed to his knees.
Viral didn’t know what to think about this moment in time if only able to concentrate on the nervous rush coursing through him. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do even though he knew what was going to happen. He was going to see Vegeta’s parents again, but he didn’t know if that’s what he wanted when he was the one who killed them in the first place; sure, Vegeta would be happy but he didn’t know if he was even if it meant he would be cured. Staring up at the dragon he still held his head, his mental condition not making it easy for him to handle this event. All he could think about was their deaths and how it had been near erased from his mind. He was having flashbacks to an event he couldn’t even remember and that alone was terrifying. Going through a panic attack he stepped back as the dragon started to fulfil their wishes, first bringing back the Namekians before fulfilling the final two by bringing back June and Aito. Staring at the bright light the moment he spotted the figures he immediately looked away, afraid that if he might gaze at them the programming that corrupted his mind might activate again. Feeling rather stressed he gasped when the dragon burst into a flash of light that quickly faded, turning around just to see the Dragonballs lift up into the air before shooting away in different directions just like the ones on Earth did. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do other than succumb to his panicked state, his worry not only on hurting them again but them seeing what he had become. Growling lowly he turned away again, trying to get out of the group as he stumbled in the opposite direction.
T’charrl didn’t know what to expect with these things or how they even functioned as wish-givers, but apparently they were on this planet and Earth only. It was all strange to him and rather supernatural but he tried to keep an open mind and not try to freak out. He didn’t want to offend anyone by running away if there was something that went crazy in his eyes but was perfectly normal for the others. Staring at the Dragonballs curiously he gasped when they suddenly exploded into light, forming something massive before the group. Slowly backing off he looked to the sky, the green daylight turning black as if the suns were swallowed by the power of the Dragonballs. Feeling rather scared he gasped when the bright light suddenly took shape, one of a massive scaley creature. That must’ve been the wish-giver they wanted to summon so badly and he was rather impressive, but he didn’t know if they would do good or if the wishes cost anything.
Kiton didn’t know what was happening but he was rather scared of the surge of energy, trying to back away on the ground but getting nowhere with tired limbs. Unable to understand how such a phenomenon was happening he just wanted to get away from it. Raising his arm tiredly he tried to shield his eyes from the bright light, only gazing past it when the glowing faded and instead a massive creature hovered up above all of them. This was rather worrying and probably not where he wanted to be. Gazing up at the others he spotted them gazing up at the creature too meaning it was probably a good time to try and get away from the dragon’s massive form. Slowly trying to move away he slowly backed off, his legs barely able to keep him up before he simply collapsed to his knees.
Viral didn’t know what to think about this moment in time if only able to concentrate on the nervous rush coursing through him. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do even though he knew what was going to happen. He was going to see Vegeta’s parents again, but he didn’t know if that’s what he wanted when he was the one who killed them in the first place; sure, Vegeta would be happy but he didn’t know if he was even if it meant he would be cured. Staring up at the dragon he still held his head, his mental condition not making it easy for him to handle this event. All he could think about was their deaths and how it had been near erased from his mind. He was having flashbacks to an event he couldn’t even remember and that alone was terrifying. Going through a panic attack he stepped back as the dragon started to fulfil their wishes, first bringing back the Namekians before fulfilling the final two by bringing back June and Aito. Staring at the bright light the moment he spotted the figures he immediately looked away, afraid that if he might gaze at them the programming that corrupted his mind might activate again. Feeling rather stressed he gasped when the dragon burst into a flash of light that quickly faded, turning around just to see the Dragonballs lift up into the air before shooting away in different directions just like the ones on Earth did. He didn’t know what he was supposed to do other than succumb to his panicked state, his worry not only on hurting them again but them seeing what he had become. Growling lowly he turned away again, trying to get out of the group as he stumbled in the opposite direction.
Gin trying to impress all the Oni, otherwise they make fun of his big ears!
I can post soon enough once whoever needs to catch up catches up.
I can post soon enough once whoever needs to catch up catches up.
Shu was fairly excited to see the dragon again, or maybe it was another one. He didn’t know if there was going to be a completely different dragon or if he might just see the same one again so he didn’t know if it would understand them or speak an alien language. That would be kind of hard for them if that was the case, trying to actually speak to him and get him to understand what they were asking if he didn’t speak their language and he doubted the scouters would reach up to a giant dragon. He wondered how T’charrl felt about all this and whether he knew what a dragon was or not, but either way it should be an experience for him and he hoped that it would be a nice one too and not too scary for him to experience. His friend was still in his large form but it seemed to be because he was not wanting to change back in front of the Namekians since they had been around them all this time in that form of his. He really didn’t know if his friend would find the control he needed after all of this wishing went on and they got Vegeta’s parents back, seeing how they put it off for too long and whenever he went through space he ended up changing and getting stronger uncontrollably. They still didn’t tell T’charrl about that hideous form he took luckily so he had no idea, but seeing him as a giant bony demon-bug was pretty scary and who knew if it would happen again.
Kiton was not having a good time at all and the hour spent around these people only made him worry about his future more. He knew he was going to be taken to this leader of theirs but the fact he had managed to endanger and nearly kill an entire race made him pretty numb to the thought of possible freedom in the future. He had done what his race had been notorious for in the past and was just continuing that stereotype. This was not helping his case at all and this was definitely making it a whole lot worse. Despite having a tiny bit of healing to make things more comfortable for him he was still unable to move very well, his body not healed of its injuries. He was weak from absolutely everything he had been deprived of and with three people including the angry one-armed alien watching over him he could only feel intimidated and worried over his safety. He was so small compared to all of them, barely above waist height. Standing up by himself he could barely keep still as he tried to find balance in his condition, his energy too low for him to try and fly off and escape successfully.
Viral didn’t know what to think and was feeling worse the longer he had to remain still. He was not comfortable standing out in the open like this and even though the Namekians had shown a whole lot of tolerance towards him he still felt uneasy being around them. He didn’t like his new form, nobody could like his new form. He was stuck between several states and the mental struggles he was going through was just horrible. Everyone was so happy and yet there he was barely breathing and sweating nervously. He didn’t know what it would be like to see Vegeta’s parents once again and whether they could treat him or not still remained a mystery. Staring at the ground as barely anything else other than worry went through his head he gasped when Yumi patted him on the shoulder, immediately looking to her before away again as he grabbed hold of his head. It was hard to keep his thoughts contained and with everyone else happy he couldn’t help but feel like the odd one out and destined to ruin everything. He had already ruined Vegeta by changing into this monster so who knew how much he was destined to ruin everything else because of his attitude.
The Elder had waited with the group for as long as it took for the Dragonballs to be delivered, keeping them all company while keeping his people away. He was not going to go off and sit around while everyone stood around anxiously waiting for their wishes to arrive, especially when so many lives counted on the Dragonballs working out for them. For all the Namekians lost during the battle it would only be the buildings that would be lost, but only temporarily until they finally rebuilt again. To lose so many was hard and did cause grief for many, but to know they would soon rejoin them again only brought back hope that their future can only get better from here. With everyone waiting for the final Dragonball to arrive the sight of it caused much relief to many, the Elder standing to the side as the final Dragonball was placed. It was a glorious day to see them all together once again and even more glorious it would be to see their sacred dragon once more. “We are all connected in some way as Namekians through our children so asking out for the Dragonballs would take no time at all”, the Elder spoke, chuckling as he stared at the large Dragonballs as they shone in the sun, “Now, as the Guardian of these Dragonballs, I am traditionally not allowed to be the one to request wishes…so it will be our Eri who will conduct the wishes. It shall be his duty to heal lost connections that now rest beyond our world and bring them back to their families”.
Kiton was not having a good time at all and the hour spent around these people only made him worry about his future more. He knew he was going to be taken to this leader of theirs but the fact he had managed to endanger and nearly kill an entire race made him pretty numb to the thought of possible freedom in the future. He had done what his race had been notorious for in the past and was just continuing that stereotype. This was not helping his case at all and this was definitely making it a whole lot worse. Despite having a tiny bit of healing to make things more comfortable for him he was still unable to move very well, his body not healed of its injuries. He was weak from absolutely everything he had been deprived of and with three people including the angry one-armed alien watching over him he could only feel intimidated and worried over his safety. He was so small compared to all of them, barely above waist height. Standing up by himself he could barely keep still as he tried to find balance in his condition, his energy too low for him to try and fly off and escape successfully.
Viral didn’t know what to think and was feeling worse the longer he had to remain still. He was not comfortable standing out in the open like this and even though the Namekians had shown a whole lot of tolerance towards him he still felt uneasy being around them. He didn’t like his new form, nobody could like his new form. He was stuck between several states and the mental struggles he was going through was just horrible. Everyone was so happy and yet there he was barely breathing and sweating nervously. He didn’t know what it would be like to see Vegeta’s parents once again and whether they could treat him or not still remained a mystery. Staring at the ground as barely anything else other than worry went through his head he gasped when Yumi patted him on the shoulder, immediately looking to her before away again as he grabbed hold of his head. It was hard to keep his thoughts contained and with everyone else happy he couldn’t help but feel like the odd one out and destined to ruin everything. He had already ruined Vegeta by changing into this monster so who knew how much he was destined to ruin everything else because of his attitude.
The Elder had waited with the group for as long as it took for the Dragonballs to be delivered, keeping them all company while keeping his people away. He was not going to go off and sit around while everyone stood around anxiously waiting for their wishes to arrive, especially when so many lives counted on the Dragonballs working out for them. For all the Namekians lost during the battle it would only be the buildings that would be lost, but only temporarily until they finally rebuilt again. To lose so many was hard and did cause grief for many, but to know they would soon rejoin them again only brought back hope that their future can only get better from here. With everyone waiting for the final Dragonball to arrive the sight of it caused much relief to many, the Elder standing to the side as the final Dragonball was placed. It was a glorious day to see them all together once again and even more glorious it would be to see their sacred dragon once more. “We are all connected in some way as Namekians through our children so asking out for the Dragonballs would take no time at all”, the Elder spoke, chuckling as he stared at the large Dragonballs as they shone in the sun, “Now, as the Guardian of these Dragonballs, I am traditionally not allowed to be the one to request wishes…so it will be our Eri who will conduct the wishes. It shall be his duty to heal lost connections that now rest beyond our world and bring them back to their families”.
Gin wanting to be the best half-Oni is adorable to me.
He wants to be the very best.
Like no-one ever waaas~
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