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Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

T’charrl was quite conscious about the idea that he might be hindering their chances of getting the food they wanted and was definitely against stopping them from going. He was happy enough to stay behind and see what else there was other than going hunting. Maybe there was something he could do with the others that would entertain him, giving them their opportunity to go and get some fish if that’s what they really wanted. Giving Takeshi a little smile he felt confused when his offer was instead rejected, Takeshi refusing to leave him behind. He didn’t know if he should object to that but he probably couldn’t when Takeshi was pretty stubborn, even if he gave him many reasons to not back away from this opportunity to have some freedom on the planet. Opening his mouth to speak he felt Takeshi clasp his shoulder, his eyes quickly looking over but Takeshi had already removed his hand, giving him an odd comment that he couldn’t quite understand the meaning of. “Uhh…a haircut?” he frowned, looking to his shoulder and giving it a feel, “But it’s always been this way. What’s wrong with it…? I thought you didn’t like touching me, anyway…”

Kiton frowned at Vegeta’s suggestion, finding it to be odd when he had been the one to go about his own way and not need anybody to tell him what he should follow. Stories were good to keep him from feeling lonely, he guessed, but to be looking for a guide sounded like an odd way of putting it. “I-uhh…fantastical and childish? You know, opinions are just another way to mask negative comments…” he frowned, looking to his pills, “I don’t see how it’s any different than having a father to look up to, telling all of these great tales of people in the past”. Making sure Vegeta really was who he said he was came as a top priority to him, especially when he was supposed to be the one trusting them with his safety for now. He wanted to know if he was going to be able to relax and recover, but it seemed to be quite a lot to ask given Vegeta’s reaction. “W-Well…you’d gain money. Turning in criminals is a big thing for people in ships like yours…”

Kiton didn’t know how much longer he could keep up trying to be tough and sound independent when everything he was saying was only making him out to be a child. He never talked to somebody like this before so it was a little hard for him to keep control of the conversation when Vegeta was beating him down with every sentence. Looking to the floor as Vegeta spoke he couldn’t help but feel forced to one side if he was to avoid the rebels touching him. “Under your care? So to avoid punishment from them…I have to go with you people?” he asked cautiously, finding he knew very little about them now that it was being mentioned, “And what exactly is it you all do that’s different to them? Why do you have such a large space ship and hardly any people? You could have a bunch of corpses in here just lying around and you’d never know it…”

Viral couldn’t stand it anymore. All this wasted time of trying to cure him and he had only gotten so bad to the point where he couldn’t see through an order that would only see him trying to kill his creator again. He was making it worse for everyone and people were wasting their lives trying to help him when they could easily forget that he existed and move onto better things that didn’t involve watching over him all the time. If Yumi was already becoming fed up with that then who knew what he’d be left with when all this was over. She should’ve been allowed to live her life without him just like she did before. Feeling frustrated with himself he could only keep marching to what felt like a dead end, Aito’s words only making him feel lost. He didn’t know what Aito was doing by telling him all this when he probably wouldn’t notice if he died before being resurrected when he couldn’t take notice that he was being tortured for the gain of someone else. To tell him all this felt like it was a way to pull him back towards their side again, making him wonder if it was all worth sticking with his word.

Grunting as he held his head, he tried to find the right path he was supposed to undertake with what he was being told, simply finding it hard to believe what Aito was saying. “That wasn’t a big leap…scientists destroy their failed projects all the time…you can just order me to accept death…” Even after all this questioning and trying to figure it out, it was fairly evident that his purpose was no more and his acceptance of death made him believe he was inferior to what they wanted from him. Trying to save a failed project was just to try and mask a mistake. Finding it hard to focus on anything other than pain he slowly looked to Yumi as she spoke to him, staring at her with an exhausted expression. She was the one who was questioning what she was good for just a moment ago, but now she was wanting to keep going with helping him even if she was fed up with it herself. Opening his mouth to speak he soon paused and turned away, letting out a groan as he lowered his paw and hunched forward. “To be proven weak…I’ve been there before. After all that I can only see confusion to how I am to get better. I have already forgotten many things as I become a monster, so whether I remember this in a few hours is left open for anyone to guess…”

The War for Baji (open)

I'll post soon tonight, gosh darn college work getting annoying.

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Shu was alright with them not giving them food if they didn’t want to, he saw no reason to force them into it using guilt and bribes. He was happy enough to go and hunt for food but if they were going to support everyone they would need a lot of it. He was ready and willing to do anything he could to get food for their crew because he cared, he didn’t want anyone to go without food. It might be good to stop off at a bunch of planets and get food from there, but he didn’t want to steal from them either even if it was just hunting. Not everybody would want to eat meat all the time like himself so he would always want a fresh supply of fruits and vegetables, not to mention T’charrl needed a lot of sugar. He had told them that before, even if his diet had a lot more meat in it now since he got all changed. Smiling happily he turned to T’charrl, bouncing around him. “Friend! I would like you see you hunt with us too! Not seen you hunt before!”

T’charrl didn’t know how he’d handle hunting with them if they were going to go after a lot of fish and to stop them from getting their fish was just mean and selfish of him. Even with their reassurances he was not going to hold them back just because they asked nicely, not wanting to get in the way of their fun. To stop someone from doing what they always felt rather selfish of him, seeing it as forcing them back. “Uhh, but you want fish, you really liked it…” he frowned, looking away with a frown before to Haku as he spoke up. It still didn’t sound as if they would have to be compensating for him and limiting their fun all because of what he was afraid of, making him feel like a coward. “But you shouldn’t have to. You should be able to do what you want…not have to stop because of me. If you want to go without me, it’s fine. You should catch your big fish if that’s what you loved and remember about the planet”.

It was probably pretty pathetic that he believed in stories, but there was little else he could believe in when the universe around him was a pretty crap place to be. Kiton could believe in the stories if he wanted to but it seemed that telling people he did was only going to damage his reputation when he already had none. It made him feel a little sad, but then again he was probably seen as pathetic for being a Frost Demon who believed in stories. “So what am I if I’m not intelligent and I’m not an idiot? I can’t be the only person here who believes in stories”, he frowned, shaking his head, “For your crew I barely know anything about them so whether you tell the truth or not…I can’t tell whether you are good people. You all could be collectively lying to me for all I know. It may sound rude but it happens”.

Kiton thought it was a little weird that they didn’t get him healed if they want him healthy but hearing the reason left him confused. He didn’t know how that worked or what kind of energy they had but he probably shouldn’t question it, especially if it was none of his business. “So he can heal his own kind, maybe…I don’t know. I’m not exactly an expert on the matter. Sounds pretty weird, anyway…” He wouldn’t mind getting healed since it meant he would be able to sleep without having to worry if he may never wake up. His kind were very durable but it wasn’t as if he couldn’t get scared about having terrible injuries and whether he could last through them or not. “You’d be surprised by how many would be quite happy to leave me. The cyborg would be quite happy to do that…” he sighed, looking to Vegeta, “I’ve never been treated like this before. It’s different and refreshing, maybe something I can get used to…uhh, i-if I stay. I don’t know what those rebels are going to do with me”.

Viral had a moment where his mind was blank, his concentration at a complete minimum before his mind slowly crawled back into reality. Staring at nothing at first, Aito’s voice was only penetrated the darkness like an echo before he realised what was going on as he was released. Rolling onto his side he groaned, holding his head painfully as his mind was forcefully pulled together. He didn’t know what had happened but he felt absolutely terrible as his mind was pieced back together, soon realising how much he had failed to try and harm Aito. He could barely fight him nevermind try and harm him. Looking to Yumi as she tried to help him up he stared at her expression, frowning before he looked to Aito who decided to chime in again to give her comfort. He was really causing a lot of negative emotions to those who were constantly around him. Everybody was constantly miserable whenever they were in his vicinity and that alone made him question what the point in trying was.

Sighing, he lowered his head and moved his feet underneath him, trying to push up before Aito decided to give a helping hand too. Staring at him as he spoke he slowly looked away, letting out a sigh he moved away once he was up. “Don’t talk to me. Keep your words to yourself!” He couldn’t keep this up and if the tests were going to be that stressful then he wanted no part in it. He would rather die than have to go through all of this and as time rolled on he might as well be killed off at this point. His illness was too complicated and full of layers and all it was doing was making everyone around him feel horrible and worn out. He was like a disease that was creeping up on everyone and that test managed to prove he was a danger to himself as well as others. “Just kill me and get it over with. Make it easier on yourselves and cut all the hard work!”

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“Well…they kept calling me that when I was locked away, so I asked Mister Viral. I don’t think I am a mutant though…even if I don’t look like the other Saiyans”, Shu spoke as he pressed his fingers together before he sighed, trying to get his mind off it, “Hopefully no monster we might get will be poisonous! I don’t want to get sick. I am happy being nice and healthy thank you. We need food for going so maybe they be nice, but who knows! Maybe rebels give us food”. He was sure they weren’t going to leave them struggling with food after doing what could only be described as heroic deeds for others, but he wasn’t going to make them give food to them. Maybe the rebels could help, otherwise they would have to go on the hunt and try and find all the food they can get.

T’charrl hoped he wasn’t going to be a pain to others when he was supposed to be able to hang out with them without any problem, but from the sounds of it they really wanted to go and get some fish and fight some fishy monsters too. He couldn’t handle that and knew if he got too wet he’d end up in a lot of trouble. He would get waterlogged very quickly and the pressure would be too much for him to handle when he would be under stress. His planet had very little water on the surface luckily for him and water underground could be sensed. He felt like he was hurting his chances to be part of the gang by being such a coward around dangerous environments when they were the ones who were fearless no matter the environment. “Uhhh you can still go to the water to find monsters if you want to do that. You don’t need to change your plans for me. I can get on by myself so you can have fun”.

Kiton was a little upset that he was being told he was wrong about the stories, the feeling akin to being told you were wrong to believe in better outcomes when most stories had good outcomes. He wasn’t a child for believing in such things, even if he was young. “I know, I won’t…I mean, I’m not like that. I’m not an idiot…”He was just making a fool of himself by talking about such things. He was supposed to be an awful outlaw Frost Demon, not some wimpy kid who believed in stories. This guy probably saw him as stupid and unable to see through false stories, being naïve beyond words.

Hearing Vegeta’s tone really made him feel as if he was an idiot, his expression dropping as he turned fully to the counter. Even if he was small he was still able to reach it comfortably, his legs in a lot of pain but still managing to keep him up. “It’s great that you don’t, I suppose…” he sighed, looking towards him a little, “I’m just worried, I guess. I don’t know any of you people and…healing? Why am I not getting healed by him or are you still holding that ‘criminal’ stuff against me? I can’t tell how anybody feels about me and having to put up with this pain while being helped just…confuses me. I’ve never received such hospitality before”. The food was already starting to smell delicious, his anticipation for a good meal being high the entire time he found out he was going to have to eat. He didn’t actually think he was going to get quality food given his status on the ship. Looking over to Vegeta he sighed as he was corrected, his eyes soon going to the pill bottle in his hand. “It’s just hard to believe. In this situation, prison food has been the norm. The fact I don’t even have any bonds makes me feel out of place. I don’t think you’d understand, though”.

Viral just wanted to see Aito defeated by him, but then again he didn’t really know what he wanted. He was full of anger and losing his mind all too quickly and Aito was doing nothing to help make him calm down and think clearly. He was trying to strike him with everything he had and by the time he swiped Aito had vanished and reappeared, his eyes only focusing back on him when he came back. Seeing his expression he let out an angry snarl, pushing a foot forward to make another leap straight for him but soon his neck was bound by Aito’s hand and a hard knock against his legs forced him to the ground with a hard thump. Wincing, Viral tried to lash out yet again but Aito instead sat on him, his arms being pinned to the floor and his horns grabbed the moment he tried to sit up.

Roaring angrily, Viral tried desperately to get up, his feet kicking up angrily and his tail trying to slap Aito away. He couldn’t reach him with this frame and with the built up pressure he was just furious without any way to relieve the stress. With his head pressed against the floor he couldn’t move it, even as Yumi leaned down before him and rested her forehead on his. Finding it incredibly difficult to move he could only stare with stress and anger in his eyes, Yumi’s words only managing to find their way to him as the pressure on his chest made it hard to make angry noises. Twitching an ear he continued to stare up, but soon his angered and confused glare turned into a drained stare, his feral state gradually being replaced by a defeated, exhausted form.

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Shu loved the fish too, getting all excited over the memory of the fish even though it was just food. It was more the atmosphere he remembered and how much he enjoyed being a part of it, even if there was a lot of people there. It was the fact that everyone was so happy, well almost everyone since Viral didn’t seem too happy at the time but he had just been released from his mind control not long ago. “Maybe there is more…I don’t know! Maybe it was a mutant! I don’t know that either”, he smiled happily, nodding, “Friends were okay with us bringing it to them! It wasn’t very nice and probably wasn’t nice to the other fish in the lake…if there was any left”. Maybe that’s why they were happy to see it gone; it had been eating all their fish and got so bloated that they couldn’t deal with it anymore. If that was the case then maybe there was more like that, sounded pretty tasty really. “Fish was probably bad too so we did good thing! Such good thing for nice people. Now they have lake unless there’s more. Fight the monsters!”

T’charrl was a little concerned but it was generally nothing when there was little he could say that would make him sound any less like a wimp. He didn’t know how to fight large-scaled creatures and something like that would definitely be a worrying element to fight, but if they knew how to do it then maybe he wouldn’t feel so bad about having to do it himself. The thought that it was a water creature made him worried a little bit, especially if they wanted to find another since they really liked how that one tasted. “Well uhh, hunters of my planet have to usually kill swiftly or they’d get attacked, at least for the bigger kills. Fighting something continuously is usually something you have to retreat from, I suppose. I’m fine with whatever so long as there’s no water…”

Kiton saw no problem with doing such a thing when he was supposed to be finding something that might lift his spirits and allow him to hope for a better place that he might just be able to find. Stories often allowed the person hearing or reading them to forget the world around them and give them a way to find hope that life might get better; however, the stories did often include his own race and a lot of them were not always pleasant. He knew to look to the ones with the heroes rather than villains but there was always going to be a story where his race did something terrible and should serve as a warning against others of his kind. “I try to take the stuff that makes me feel like I can accomplish big things despite my situation. Whether they’re true or not…I don’t know, I guess…” It was a little unfair that he was getting spoken down to by someone who had money and friends to support him when he had nothing himself. He needed the stories to have some faith that things will change maybe for the better.

“Someone might want the power I can offer and use me that way. I don’t need to own anything for someone wanting a Frost Demon to do their dirty work because they acted nice to them”, he sighed, “Like a mercenary without pay with added manipulation…” He wasn’t happy thinking about it, knowing he was going to have to watch out for people who might not want to be his friend but want to use him instead. Arriving into the kitchen he was confused by the offer to pick his own meal, but not having the opportunity before he was going to ask for something that was core in his diet. Finding the request being granted easily gave him a little bit of hope that maybe he might like it here. Entering the kitchen himself he decided to move towards the counter, holding onto it as he tried to find that moment of relief after walking so much. “…Nervous? I-I’m not nervous, I’m just, uhh…anxious, I guess. I’ve never had the opportunity to get a free meal other than stealing it”.

Viral’s mood was not getting any better even when he could see Aito was not going to be harmed by him, his mind not willing to take the defeat and accept that he can’t follow the order. He was trying but he was also not finding it easy to keep it together, unable to accept defeat against the man who created him. Charging straight at Aito he used his horns as his first primary weapon, managing to use his weight to force Aito back but unable to pierce him, instead his head tossed before he tried to throw his claws down at the man. Snarling as he swung his arms around in a vicious fashion, Viral soon made a jump back before forward again, his attacks getting even more erratic as he relentlessly threw his claws again as if trying to catch Aito’s legs to tear them off first. He was angry that he wasn’t getting anywhere and was trying every possible way to get through to him, even if it was Aito he was trying to tear apart.

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Shu giggled happily, pulling T’charrl alongside him as he moved closer to Takeshi. “I do remember! It was very tasty, everybody was happy! It was a nice and happy time”, he squeaked, still remembering why they had made a big feast out of it. He hoped the Uunoue people were happy again after getting that feast, hoping their homes had been rebuilt. It was a lot of damage they had sustained because of the rebels living there so he did hope they were still okay with what had happened and had forgiven the rebels. It was definitely nice that they had all gathered like that to feast on the big monster, all coming together no matter their background. “Maybe we go hunting! But only if the others are okay with that, I mean…don’t want to kill something that people love, yes? That would be bad!”

T’charrl felt a little lost but it was expected when he was already struggling to comprehend what they had been doing before they arrived on his planet. It all sounded quite nice to have a big feast, but involving a big monster made him wonder where their boundaries lied. “Uhh, you would eat a big monster fish thing…?” he asked before shaking his head, “At least you didn’t do that on my planet. I mean…they’re all vicious and deadly. If you thought I was strong, you should see some of the predators”. He wouldn’t want his friends getting hurt and the creatures on his planet were often large and powerful or quick and vicious with knife-like teeth. He would be worried over their safety when he knew exactly what kind of animals lived on his planet and they hadn’t even seen a fraction of what his planet had to offer.

“Your father…? Head of a company? What kind of company?” Kiton felt he probably shouldn’t pry but he felt that he needed to know these people rather than having them appear like complete strangers. He was worried that he would just end up being the outcast even if he decided to join this group. “But…stories are important, at least to me. When you’re in space all alone, stories keep you going through the bad times, even if they’re tales of genocide! I-I don’t…think it’s…naïve to put your faith in stories…but, rather they act as a way to make you believe you can become something great too…”

He didn’t like how this guy was talking to him; just who did he think he is, anyway? It was in his right to believe stories told to others of greatness and fear. Just because his family was rich and he owned this massive spaceship didn’t mean he could tell him he was naïve for believing in what essentially could be made up bedtime stories. Feeling rather down on himself he sighed lightly, lowering his head. “Myself…? I just-…it’s hard to believe, okay? Maybe you’ve experienced it before what with all your money, but people will pretend to be your friend. Nothing’s stopping them from pretending they’re my friend…” The emergence of the others caused some fright in him, worried that they might stop to try and talk to him resulting in him feeling incredibly awkward when all he wanted to do was eat; luckily, they passed him and even gave a wave.

Hearing the passing group talk about their past endeavours and planets made Kiton feel like he was missing out on some stories, but the feeling that he shouldn’t pry made him incredibly nervous too since it sounded like these people were killers and were well aware that they were very strong. If he got on the wrong side of them he was afraid that he would end up pretty dead, even if the stories might be exaggerated. Still not feeling completely settled with that he nearly stumbled over his feet when Vegeta stopped, watching as another group emerged from the mess hall. Staring at them he noticed that two of the Saiyans looked the same, watching the pair as one elbowed the other ending with both of them looking to him. Staring right back at them he moved when Vegeta decided to move again, watching the Saiyans as he headed in before looking to Vegeta. “Well…some believe we’re monsters that will suck the lifeforce right out of you or something, I mean…what people call us doesn’t play well to us not being monsters”, he spoke as he looked around the mess hall, feeling weak in the knees already, “Anything in mind…? You’re giving me a choice? Uhh! Uhh…fish? Fish…any fish. I won’t eat fast, or I’ll try not to”.

Viral couldn’t disobey a direct order like that and hearing it from Aito had him forcing himself into obeying it, his desire to show that he wasn’t weak overpowering his sense to see it was a stupid order to begin with. Throwing his arms at Aito in a vicious assault, he continued to try and push himself in order to damage Aito even before he realised he couldn’t get his arms to go any further as they were caught instead. Snarling angrily when he found he couldn’t attack he looked down at Aito, glaring at him as he spoke before he was pushed back. Stumbling on his feet he stared at Aito furiously, looking like he was finding it hard to comprehend he had been stopped with barely any effort.

In this form he was stronger than he had ever been before, stronger than most could believe and yet Aito had stopped him like it was nothing. He didn’t know what he was talking about, he didn’t know how strong he had been when he was healthy when he paid no attention to him throughout the years. His memories of him being healthy was from practically twenty years ago. Snarling furiously at Aito he simply dropped down and tried to ram Aito with his horns with as much force as he could muster, his arms ready to swipe out with fury.

The War for Baji (open)

Yeah, Gin wanted to.

Legend of Zelda: The Templar Crusade

Ohhhh snap! Oh snap!

I'm excited man, ohhh snap.

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Shu couldn’t wait to play with everyone now that they could relax a lot better, feeling the edge come off his body immediately into something nice and calming. If T’charrl was going to be playing he hoped Takeshi was going to be tolerant with him and not end up freaking out over his fur again. He thought it was a little sad that T’charrl was so nervous about getting close to others when everyone but him was put off to his thick soft fur when all it did was keep him warm and probably free of dirt, even if he did drop a lot of dust sometimes when he was nervous. He was sure he was going to freak out again at some point but Shu knew what to do to help T’charrl if that did happen. Rubbing his head when Takeshi poked his forehead he soon gave it a quick shake, smiling happily at Takeshi. “Yay! I want to explore and see why people love the planet…even if big monsters…” Squeaking happily he bounced around and immediately headed towards the door after Takeshi not before suddenly running back to T’charrl, taking him by the arm and taking him out after Takeshi. “Friend T’charrl have lots of fun!”

Kiton didn’t understand who wouldn’t want to have everything they wanted if at the cost of having that kind of responsibility, but his perspective of royalty was what he knew to be what he had heard in stories. “I don’t know…sounds alright to me. Respect comes with it…” he sighed, shaking his head slowly, “I would call it famous, though. I mean…I don’t remember hearing anything about it being terrible when it’s not related to evil. You get told legends but you don’t hear about infamy”. He found it hard to understand what the problem was with the name and everything to do with it. If it was something personal to Vegeta then he could understand, but it wouldn’t hurt to find out more about it.

Kiton frowned when he was instead told off for the further actions he’d take against someone terrible, sighing and looking away in response. He saw it as no problem at all when the other person was clearly a jerk and would never understand what it would be like to be him. He didn’t see how it was the same as what his kind did in the past, but then again he wasn’t exactly the most sociable person in the galaxy and seeing it as a social hindrance was probably something Vegeta’d know more about. “I just-…I just can’t get them to change either…so what’s the point on trying”. Feeling a little lost for good thought he gasped when he noticed someone ahead, caught pretty off-guard by someone appearing up ahead. Staring at them for a moment he sighed, calming down again before looking up to Vegeta again. “Yeah…yeah, food. I haven’t had food in a very long time”, he sighed, feeling weak with hunger as if the feeling had just been waiting until he got close to food before coming at full force, “Many think my kind don’t need food because…well, anatomical reasons…but we need energy from somewhere”.

Viral didn’t want to have his mind picked at like this, he was already having a hard time keeping it together and having his mentality analysed was just going to make things worse for him. He was not able to see through the building rage everytime he had to think about the hows and whys he was feeling like this. He was angry nearly all the time and completely stressed out. Finding it hard to keep calm he tried to distract himself by scratching his scalp to the point he might as well end up bleeding out. Maybe saying why would help him feel somewhat better and get a load off his chest; however, as Aito started talking his stressed expression dropped. Moving a step back he removed his claws from his head. There he was with the quip about his strength, his own creator saying he wasn’t capable and how he only lucked out when killing him last time.

Stunned in an array of thoughts and feelings towards this man once again he gasped when the man vanished, appearing just a little further ahead. Staring at him he shook his head slowly, feeling stressed and displaying a mental struggle over his words. Taking a step back he gasped as he gave the order, raising his claws as if ready to follow through with the order; however, hearing Yumi’s voice he gasped, temporarily leaving his mindset and looking to her with worry and surprise. “Y-Yumi…? I-…but-…” he stuttered before growling angrily, raising his claws, “I can’t disobey!” With a snarl he immediately darted straight at Aito, throwing his claws down with as much strength as he could muster to try and prove the man wrong.

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Shu’s trust was placed in everybody else’s trust that things would go alright, probably because whenever he trusted his own instincts he got nowhere. He was happy enough with hearing others having trust in their own word and events that might seem incredibly doubtful in his own eyes. It was probably a good reason why he wasn’t going to be a very good leader if he was ever asked to do such a thing when he didn’t have much faith in himself to make the right decision. He looked forward to seeing Viral healthy and not looking like he might collapse suddenly. He was looking forward to having them all be a team again and seeing the Beastman in action, even if he had a habit of tearing people apart.

Stomping around on the spot all excited, Shu nodded happily. “But trees are friends! I love having friends and trees protect me so they be my friends! Keep save all nice and happy and save, give food and shelter…I’ve said before!” he squeaked, bouncing around Takeshi, “Makes me feel happy!” Shu was pretty happy now that he had been reassured, feeling better that he got to be relieved of possible worry he would be feeling later. Maybe if he saw Viral being helped later it might help ease his mind even more. He’d probably have to wait a while before going to see Viral but it’d still be a good idea. Poor guy would probably like some company eventually once his mood improved. Looking up to Takeshi at the idea of playing Shu nodded happily, bouncing on his feet. “Play! Yeah! Play fun! Please play!”

T’charrl finished up his juice and gave his face a quick wipe, looking like he was trying to hide his tongue out of embarrassment from needing to use it. He knew Takeshi still got freaked out over things he did and had to admit it was a little weird when nobody else used what he needed to use for drinking. He was okay with keeping his ‘weirdness’ to himself if it was going to make people content. Finishing up his grooming he looked to Takeshi at the offer of playtime, glancing to Haku when he got up he stared at him for a moment before getting up as well. He would like to play but he was still nervous about playing around with all of them if one of them didn’t feel comfortable touching him.

Kai and Choi looked to each other before Kai looked back to Takeshi, shaking his head. “We’ll go and train too. Can’t be falling behind...” he spoke, letting out a long sigh, “Besides…we can’t fall behind either. Would be nice to be able to relax on that planet too, even if we were with the King last time we were there…”

Kiton really didn’t understand, he couldn’t tell if the guy was saying he was part of the actual royal lineage of the Saiyans of past times. It made him curious about this lot and hearing how two of the others were royals made him feel weird about being here. “I don’t get why you wouldn’t want to brag…I mean, being related to royalty sounds pretty good unless they’re like my kind. Just to carry a famous name like that…” It would be a lot better than carrying the Frieza family name, that was for sure. He really didn’t understand what was going on with these people even after being told, his curiosity resting in whether the others would forgive him or not.

Kiton didn’t really like that Vegeta decided to follow up on his possible guess but at least he tried to make him feel better about it. At least for them he hadn’t found his second form yet or third for that matter, otherwise he would really stick out like a sore thumb. “Yeah well…if any of them decide to pick on me because of my appearance and don’t change their attitude…they’ll be sorry when I’m healthy again…” He was well aware of his power when he was healthy but he wasn’t willing to show it off. He knew how out of control his power can be and he couldn’t allow it to get to that state around these people. It was the case for all Frost Demons who couldn’t show control with even the story of Frieza showing how out of control his species could get once they lost their calm. “Hmm…sounds like I’m the odd one out then. That is…unfortunate for me”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I’ll let the others decide if they want me around when it means it’ll affect them more than me. Forcing them to take me in when they don’t want to seems unfair to me. I’m just here by accident, essentially…”

Viral was really rather angry and shaken that everything that was always said about the dead was completely not true, even with all his knowledge of the Otherworld. Maybe they had told they would always be watching over him to scare him into thinking if he did bad his creator would know, even from beyond the grave. It sounded like something he would be fooled by, being as naïve as he appears to be. Even if it was true he figured they would want to watch over Vegeta more when he was their true son and he was just created as a test to see if they could. That was definitely something he would need to ask in the future, but he would need to find the right moment and not end up wanting to tear Aito’s face off.

Feeling particularly angry with Aito over all he had missed he could barely think straight, his concern not even to get to the library when he felt the need to go away from Aito immediately. He was supposed to be with him and knew if he gave up on this then they would have no choice but to kill him before he got even worse. It made him incredibly frustrated and forcing him to relieve what had happened in the past just made him angry. “Get comfortable…more like you get comfortable while I have to suffer through recalling memories! Sounds like fun to me…” Feeling rather discouraged about this he stared at the floor as they walked, watching his feet before looking up to Aito as he questioned his reluctance to be with him. It had been so long but he still had the worries constantly building up over again, letting out a growl as he held his head with one paw. “What’s bothering me, right now? You’re bothering me right now!” he spoke quickly, sounding rather distressed, “I know you have to but I can’t get over it that easily! I don’t remember anything! I’m the only one that doesn’t remember anything and I just-…I just don’t know if I’ll try to kill you again! You say you’re prepared, but how and what might happen and-…I just can’t handle it!”