T’charrl was a little unsure to how to heal Shu, something like damage to the brain wasn’t something that was so easily fixed so it would always be a struggle to get around that, but the least he could do was repair the damage to his bones and muscles so his nervous system could be restored. Looking to Vegeta as he placed his hand against his shoulder, he nodded and began to transfer the energy into healing, hoping he wasn’t taking too much to help Shu. It was hard to regulate just how much energy he was removing from Vegeta, but maybe he should be glad that his friends had plenty to spare due to how strong they all were. With a slow stop to the healing, T’charrl moved his hands away from Shu, letting out a sigh when his work was done, “I can’t fully fix the concussion, so just make sure he doesn’t bang his head or faint, okay…?”
The twins remained silent throughout the entire thing, but Kai especially was buzzing with all sorts of ideas and what to do with T’charrl. If they could harness that healing then they’d be near unstoppable, but then again there was always the problem with that transformation. If they could control his powers then surely they could defeat anyone; then again, the biggest question was to whether they would be better than the King for using him like that. Looking to Kabocha, Kai raised an eyebrow before he shrugged, “We’ve not seen many races alive long enough to see if they can heal”, he spoke, letting out a sigh as he moved closer to Kabocha as he lowered his voice, “I’m sure you see the potential in this too, though…”
Shu couldn’t believe what he was feeling, like a strange warmth yet chill run through his body and the pain in his neck and body disappearing gradually. The pain in his head was still there, but the bandages that remained wrapped around his head made it feel comfortable too. He could move again, his hands slowly rising as he flexed his fingers curiously before his eyes went to Takeshi. Squeaking in response, he slowly pushed himself up and was greeted by a ruffle to his hair, his eyes watching as Takeshi thanked T’charrl before he let out a squeak, deciding it was best to grab hold of Takeshi and cuddle into him, “I can moooove!” he happily squealed, eventually moving a little and grabbing hold of T’charrl, switching to give him a cuddle too, “I feel dizzy but I don’t care, I can moooove…”
T’charrl smiled a little at Takeshi before gasping when he was suddenly pulled in by Shu, feeling a little unbalanced as he was taken forward by him into a quick cuddle, “Ahhhh, uhh, it’s okay! I didn’t even know I could until I sensed Takeshi’s pain”, he nodded, moving away from Shu, “Don’t move too much, okay…? You can walk around, but don’t get too excited or you might faint”. Concussions were still a pretty dangerous injury, but with Shu he’d probably find he’ll be back to normal in no time. Letting out a sigh he rubbed his hands together, giving his mother a quick look at the mention of them getting him food he quickly looked away again, raising his shoulders in embarrassment.
He didn’t know how to respond to that, he was just doing it because they were his friends and not because he wanted something back from them. Feeling a little guilty he rubbed his hands together, lowering his head a little before gasping as Yumi suddenly declared she would happily do it, “Huh? What? Really…?” he muttered, staring at her before he slowly stood up, “I-I…I’d love that, thank you…” Pressing his claws together he smiled, watching as Yumi yanked Vegeta to her and pulling her into this little offer. It was very nice of them to do this for him, but he did wonder just how much ‘all he could possibly eat’ meant anymore. He could probably eat a hell of a lot more than he did before and if that didn’t fill him up then they were just going to end up disappointed.
Feeling happy yet conflicted, he looked back to Takeshi, crouching back down to him, “I still should heal your wounds, you know”, he spoke, lowering his head a little, “I wouldn’t be able to relax if I knew you were still hurt! Then…I want to talk to my father…and the General. I don’t know since he used you that you’d want to interrogate him as well? After we eat, I’ll contact your friend on the other side for your friends. I won’t need to use someone else’s energy for that…”
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Even when Viral had rapid healing, the feeling of someone else doing it was definitely really strange. He could feel the fibres reconnect again and his natural healing speed up quite drastically, the wound in his stomach healing up while still remaining somewhat tender. While he had been healed to an extent, it seemed not fully as T’charrl’s worry of sapping his friends completely came in. The guy had no control over his energy output, he probably could had used a little less energy but it also could had been the simple reason that it was a complicated wound. Slowly moving his hand to his stomach, he coughed a little before letting out a sigh, “Just…what…is that…” he muttered, feeling really dizzy just sitting up like this; he felt a lot better lying down in the end of it, “How do you do that…”
T’charrl felt rather guilty taking energy from Yumi and despite the fact that she was strong and probably had a lot of it, he had still managed to use a lot to mend something as bad as a hole in the gut. Letting out a sigh, he stared at his hands, trying to focus on what he needed to do, “I…don’t know. My powers, they’re growing all the time and it’s-…” he paused, his hands going to his stomach; he still had time and could easily just take energy, but what he really needed was some nutrients or he might just end up fainting, “…I-It’s changing me, causing me to grow, but…it didn’t account for the fact that I’m still recovering from malnutrition and this body needs a lot of nutrients…I can barely gather my own energy to recover after all of this changing…”
T’charrl had to keep going, it wasn’t as if his weakness from before the fight had completely disappeared otherwise he wouldn’t be opting to flying more than walking all the time when his hips and legs still hurt, especially when his hips were having to carry a lot more weight than before. Looking to his mother as if silently asking for food, he soon turned back to Vegeta and smiled a little, giving a nod, “Thank you, and I’m sorry I have to take so much to give, but…I guess that’s a pretty okay equivalent, yes? I shouldn’t need to give so much to friend Shu when his injuries aren’t too severe”, he spoke, slowly pushing off the ground before crawling over towards Shu, “Maybe eventually I’ll learn how to manage my power…”
Shu could hear T’charrl, but being able to see his kind of bugged him. He wanted to see his friend and make sure he was okay, but the tone of his voice told otherwise and it wasn’t hard to recognise that he wasn’t feeling very well. Squeaking a little upon hearing T’charrl crawling over, he squealed when he finally saw him and generally how much he had changed, “Ooohhh…my friend! You’re so fluffy…” he squeaked, trying to move his hands up but not really managing very well when all it did was hurt, “Fluffy and orange and yellow…and pink…like fruit! You’re so big…”
Shu really didn’t know what to make of T’charrl, but what he did manage to do was feel hungry himself when the colours T’charrl was now sporting reminded him of fruit. It was odd, in the light T’charrl’s colours moved around, shimmered and changed depending on the light, then there was the gems that made him positively fascinated in their shiny sparkly nature. Staring at them with a curious look, he soon snapped out of it when T’charrls hands moved over him, “They’re pretty…what are they? How did you get them…?”
T’charrl tilted his head a little at what Shu was saying, trying to think on how he could answer such a curiosity, “Uhhh, oh, uhh…funny thing; they grew from me, I think due to an overload of energy, but I don’t know what they are exactly”, he spoke, feeling the one on his chest before the one on his head, “They seem to store the energy, but I wish they weren’t in such weird places…I mean, I don’t even know if I have a heart anymore, yet I feel it somewhere. I guess if I’m not careful more might end up growing from me in stranger places”.
That was probably a worrying thing, but if anything he hoped he didn’t just end up growing more only for them to start popping off as if he was shedding; it would be embarrassing enough having this body without orbs popping off his body like eggs. Absentmindedly dreading that thought, he soon snapped out of it and looked to Vegeta, “Uhhh, are you ready?” he spoke quickly, his voice squeaking a little before he turned back to Shu, placing his hands over his head, “This’ll only take a second…uhh, well maybe a little longer…but then you’ll be okay! Okay…?”
T’charrl felt rather guilty taking energy from Yumi and despite the fact that she was strong and probably had a lot of it, he had still managed to use a lot to mend something as bad as a hole in the gut. Letting out a sigh, he stared at his hands, trying to focus on what he needed to do, “I…don’t know. My powers, they’re growing all the time and it’s-…” he paused, his hands going to his stomach; he still had time and could easily just take energy, but what he really needed was some nutrients or he might just end up fainting, “…I-It’s changing me, causing me to grow, but…it didn’t account for the fact that I’m still recovering from malnutrition and this body needs a lot of nutrients…I can barely gather my own energy to recover after all of this changing…”
T’charrl had to keep going, it wasn’t as if his weakness from before the fight had completely disappeared otherwise he wouldn’t be opting to flying more than walking all the time when his hips and legs still hurt, especially when his hips were having to carry a lot more weight than before. Looking to his mother as if silently asking for food, he soon turned back to Vegeta and smiled a little, giving a nod, “Thank you, and I’m sorry I have to take so much to give, but…I guess that’s a pretty okay equivalent, yes? I shouldn’t need to give so much to friend Shu when his injuries aren’t too severe”, he spoke, slowly pushing off the ground before crawling over towards Shu, “Maybe eventually I’ll learn how to manage my power…”
Shu could hear T’charrl, but being able to see his kind of bugged him. He wanted to see his friend and make sure he was okay, but the tone of his voice told otherwise and it wasn’t hard to recognise that he wasn’t feeling very well. Squeaking a little upon hearing T’charrl crawling over, he squealed when he finally saw him and generally how much he had changed, “Ooohhh…my friend! You’re so fluffy…” he squeaked, trying to move his hands up but not really managing very well when all it did was hurt, “Fluffy and orange and yellow…and pink…like fruit! You’re so big…”
Shu really didn’t know what to make of T’charrl, but what he did manage to do was feel hungry himself when the colours T’charrl was now sporting reminded him of fruit. It was odd, in the light T’charrl’s colours moved around, shimmered and changed depending on the light, then there was the gems that made him positively fascinated in their shiny sparkly nature. Staring at them with a curious look, he soon snapped out of it when T’charrls hands moved over him, “They’re pretty…what are they? How did you get them…?”
T’charrl tilted his head a little at what Shu was saying, trying to think on how he could answer such a curiosity, “Uhhh, oh, uhh…funny thing; they grew from me, I think due to an overload of energy, but I don’t know what they are exactly”, he spoke, feeling the one on his chest before the one on his head, “They seem to store the energy, but I wish they weren’t in such weird places…I mean, I don’t even know if I have a heart anymore, yet I feel it somewhere. I guess if I’m not careful more might end up growing from me in stranger places”.
That was probably a worrying thing, but if anything he hoped he didn’t just end up growing more only for them to start popping off as if he was shedding; it would be embarrassing enough having this body without orbs popping off his body like eggs. Absentmindedly dreading that thought, he soon snapped out of it and looked to Vegeta, “Uhhh, are you ready?” he spoke quickly, his voice squeaking a little before he turned back to Shu, placing his hands over his head, “This’ll only take a second…uhh, well maybe a little longer…but then you’ll be okay! Okay…?”
Viral was a little dizzy and had completely changed his attitude now that all the blood he had in his head had just rushed to his feet, leaving him looking a little more than pale, “All I taste is blood…all I can feel is blood moving through my system…” he mumbled, looking fairly dazed, “I can’t bring myself to eat…I just can’t…” He couldn’t even explain it to them, they wouldn’t understand anyway when they were so concerned with shoving food down his throat with any excuse possible. He knew they were just trying to help him, but when it made him feel so sick it just didn’t feel at all appealing to him.
T’charrl was feeling better now that his mother had managed to help him boost his confidence, he just didn’t know whether he was able to get any stronger to help control his powers. He really need to practice and try his best to control himself, otherwise he would just end up growing out of control and consume everything around him. All of this was definitely making him hungry, but it was nothing important just now when it wasn’t to the point of painful like it was before; however, he would definitely need to eat before doing anything else after healing his friends.
Looking down at his hands he slowly flexed them, letting out a sigh as he looked back up to Yumi, standing up fully while rubbing his hands together nervously. He didn’t know whether she was staring at him because of how he looked or trying to tell each individual difference from what he looked like before to what he was now, giving a little frown when it became a little uncomfortable with her having laughed at him before. Watching as she lowered Viral down onto the ground, he lumbered over to him slowly, shifting his feet with every step before slowly lowering himself down, not looking like he knew where to put all his arms in the awkward squatting position.
“I-I’m okay…right now…” he mumbled, not feeling completely sure to how he was even supposed to answer such a question; he felt okay right now, but his mind was still conflicted and worrying over how he was supposed to keep his abilities a secret and control his inner beast, “Don’t worry about me, I’d rather help just now, I really do…”
Looking to her hands as she offered them up for her energy, he frowned a little and looked her in the eyes before letting out a sigh, taking hold of them in his hands while his other two free ones hovered over Viral, “Just…scream at me if I take away too much…” he spoke before he actively began to sap out her energy, his orbs lighting up as it travelled down and into his other arms to his wounds. Viral couldn’t help but flinch in response to the energy, it was still warm and having warmth against a burn definitely hurt a lot. Slowly but surely, Viral’s wound was gradually reconnecting itself inside and out as T’charrl’s powers encouraging rapid cell regrowth, just like with Takeshi.
Removing his hands from Viral’s presence, T’charrl let out a sigh before remembering he was still holding onto Yumi, immediately removing his hands and holding them away as if embarrassed. He had tried to retain the flow of energy to what he needed, but he still couldn’t help but feel the tingling in the back of his mind that he could had easily taken a lot more with disastrous results. Smiling nervously, he soon turned his attention to the weakened but not appearing in any pain Beastman, slowly backing off to give him some room, “I-I’ve done it, I think…I mean, I just did what I did to Takeshi before, whatever that was…”
Shu stared up, looking fairly confused yet somewhat hopeful over what they were discussing. It sounded as if T’charrl was going to come with them if he wanted to, but then again it sounded as if he actually had to more than if he wanted to or not. Their father was a dangerous man and it would be awful if he came and took T’charrl away for his own experiments, especially when the guy hadn’t done anything wrong, “So…he’s coming with us?” he repeated, smiling a little, “I hope he likes it! I mean, I don’t want him to feel lonely…and his family, he has one so he’d miss them…but he’ll get to see them again sometime, yes?”
Kai looked down at Shu, giving him a quick nod, “Sure, why not. If he can communicate with the dead, then why not the living? I don’t know”, he sighed, moving with Choi to get the kid out of the house and to T’charrl, “Passed on souls and now living ones shouldn’t be that much of a big deal, surely…” Right now, they just had to concentrate on getting Shu out, thankfully getting him through the door without accidentally tripping up and injuring the boy. It seemed that Viral was just finished getting healed, that was certainly good news. Looking back to Takeshi, Kai let out a grumble, “You’re not already tired, are you? You didn’t lose that much blood…”
T’charrl was feeling better now that his mother had managed to help him boost his confidence, he just didn’t know whether he was able to get any stronger to help control his powers. He really need to practice and try his best to control himself, otherwise he would just end up growing out of control and consume everything around him. All of this was definitely making him hungry, but it was nothing important just now when it wasn’t to the point of painful like it was before; however, he would definitely need to eat before doing anything else after healing his friends.
Looking down at his hands he slowly flexed them, letting out a sigh as he looked back up to Yumi, standing up fully while rubbing his hands together nervously. He didn’t know whether she was staring at him because of how he looked or trying to tell each individual difference from what he looked like before to what he was now, giving a little frown when it became a little uncomfortable with her having laughed at him before. Watching as she lowered Viral down onto the ground, he lumbered over to him slowly, shifting his feet with every step before slowly lowering himself down, not looking like he knew where to put all his arms in the awkward squatting position.
“I-I’m okay…right now…” he mumbled, not feeling completely sure to how he was even supposed to answer such a question; he felt okay right now, but his mind was still conflicted and worrying over how he was supposed to keep his abilities a secret and control his inner beast, “Don’t worry about me, I’d rather help just now, I really do…”
Looking to her hands as she offered them up for her energy, he frowned a little and looked her in the eyes before letting out a sigh, taking hold of them in his hands while his other two free ones hovered over Viral, “Just…scream at me if I take away too much…” he spoke before he actively began to sap out her energy, his orbs lighting up as it travelled down and into his other arms to his wounds. Viral couldn’t help but flinch in response to the energy, it was still warm and having warmth against a burn definitely hurt a lot. Slowly but surely, Viral’s wound was gradually reconnecting itself inside and out as T’charrl’s powers encouraging rapid cell regrowth, just like with Takeshi.
Removing his hands from Viral’s presence, T’charrl let out a sigh before remembering he was still holding onto Yumi, immediately removing his hands and holding them away as if embarrassed. He had tried to retain the flow of energy to what he needed, but he still couldn’t help but feel the tingling in the back of his mind that he could had easily taken a lot more with disastrous results. Smiling nervously, he soon turned his attention to the weakened but not appearing in any pain Beastman, slowly backing off to give him some room, “I-I’ve done it, I think…I mean, I just did what I did to Takeshi before, whatever that was…”
Shu stared up, looking fairly confused yet somewhat hopeful over what they were discussing. It sounded as if T’charrl was going to come with them if he wanted to, but then again it sounded as if he actually had to more than if he wanted to or not. Their father was a dangerous man and it would be awful if he came and took T’charrl away for his own experiments, especially when the guy hadn’t done anything wrong, “So…he’s coming with us?” he repeated, smiling a little, “I hope he likes it! I mean, I don’t want him to feel lonely…and his family, he has one so he’d miss them…but he’ll get to see them again sometime, yes?”
Kai looked down at Shu, giving him a quick nod, “Sure, why not. If he can communicate with the dead, then why not the living? I don’t know”, he sighed, moving with Choi to get the kid out of the house and to T’charrl, “Passed on souls and now living ones shouldn’t be that much of a big deal, surely…” Right now, they just had to concentrate on getting Shu out, thankfully getting him through the door without accidentally tripping up and injuring the boy. It seemed that Viral was just finished getting healed, that was certainly good news. Looking back to Takeshi, Kai let out a grumble, “You’re not already tired, are you? You didn’t lose that much blood…”
Viral watched Vegeta and Yumi sling his arms over themselves, slowly pulling him up to his feet and sure enough began to lead him out. Just as he thought might happen, his head immediately felt light and he almost just fell unconscious all over again with only his willpower preventing that from happening. It was a little painful to have to be carried like this, but if it meant getting some sort of healing then he’d go for anything. Grumbling at Vegeta, he chose not to respond to respond to what he said, simply giving him an annoyed look for it, “…If only…healing meant I could get some blood back…” he grumbled, his eyes almost shutting completely, “That would be really…really helpful…”
T’charrl couldn’t help but frown a little at his mother giggling a little, not looking too sure what she was getting at with doing such a thing. Letting out a sigh he continued to cuddle into her, frowning a little, “Mother, you’re not that old…” he muttered, rubbing his head against her a little. Holding his hand against hers as she patted his cheek, he looked up to her as he tried to come to an understanding with her words, contemplating over what she was saying. He was still a little concerned over it, but he knew what she was talking about and what he probably had to do if he was to prevent such a thing from happening again.
“…So, I have to get stronger…? Is that what you mean?” he asked her but his eyes went to her arms as she lifted him off her, frowning a little in response. It was an awful lot to ask of him when it hadn’t even been a day that this had been happening, but it felt very real that it would continue. Looking to the house, he wondered if any of them had any sort of struggle that is relatable; it was highly possible, especially when most of them were Saiyans which were often seen as a little evil and destructive, “I-I’ll try and find some control…I swear. I don’t want this to get out of control…”
As the others began to emerge T’charrl couldn’t help but jump a little, moving away from his mother just a bit before he gave his arms a rub. They had brought their injured friend out, his mind immediately going to the idea that it’s probably going to take a lot of energy to get something like his injury sorted. The guy had lost a lot of blood, but if he was to try and replace that then he’d just be sapping Takeshi’s friends to no end. It shouldn’t take a long time for him to recover the blood he had lost, just so long as the guy could withstand being weakened for a little longer.
Staring at them all before lowering his head, he flinched a little when Yumi giggled at him, only to announce that it was something minor to them, “Uhh…i-it’s a lot more complicated than that…” he muttered, pressing his claws together, “The power I talked about before…i-it changed me drastically. I guess you could say I go through an even…bigger, more drastic growth spurt. My biology, my genetic makeup…i-it’s going to help him heal, but I need a lot of energy otherwise things will just get even hairier…”
Shu looked up to the twins as they picked him up, not feeling particularly comfortable with being moved but knew it was probably for a good cause. Looking all around, he turned his direction back to Takeshi, hearing about T’charrl being alright, “Really…? Ooohhhh, I’m glad he’s okay…” he sighed, smiling a little, “I am! I want to move again! I’ve been scared that I’ll be stuck like this…I just hope he really is okay….”
The twins were careful with Shu, moving with him so that he was comfortable and wouldn’t need to withstand this for too long. It was fairly okay for him to be like this hopefully, the guy didn’t seem to be able to be aware of whether he was in pain or anything, at least he wasn’t saying he was in any sort of pain just yet. Briefly looking over Shu, Kai gave Kabocha a quick look before to Choi, frowning a little when neither of them seemed to be able to come up with any thanks they could give to T’charrl, “…Well, he’s got a lot of control problems…and a hell of a lot of power. I mean, you should had seen the battle. We couldn’t even stop what the General was dishing out and all T’charrl did was hold out his hands and suck all that up”, he spoke quickly, trying to not breathe too much incase he jittered Shu, “We should help him with that, it’d be even worse if the King ever caught wind of a power like that existing and invaded this planet to get to him, you know? I’m sure you felt that power at one point, just imagine if that was power he gathered for someone else and decided to unleash it in the name of the King”.
T’charrl couldn’t help but frown a little at his mother giggling a little, not looking too sure what she was getting at with doing such a thing. Letting out a sigh he continued to cuddle into her, frowning a little, “Mother, you’re not that old…” he muttered, rubbing his head against her a little. Holding his hand against hers as she patted his cheek, he looked up to her as he tried to come to an understanding with her words, contemplating over what she was saying. He was still a little concerned over it, but he knew what she was talking about and what he probably had to do if he was to prevent such a thing from happening again.
“…So, I have to get stronger…? Is that what you mean?” he asked her but his eyes went to her arms as she lifted him off her, frowning a little in response. It was an awful lot to ask of him when it hadn’t even been a day that this had been happening, but it felt very real that it would continue. Looking to the house, he wondered if any of them had any sort of struggle that is relatable; it was highly possible, especially when most of them were Saiyans which were often seen as a little evil and destructive, “I-I’ll try and find some control…I swear. I don’t want this to get out of control…”
As the others began to emerge T’charrl couldn’t help but jump a little, moving away from his mother just a bit before he gave his arms a rub. They had brought their injured friend out, his mind immediately going to the idea that it’s probably going to take a lot of energy to get something like his injury sorted. The guy had lost a lot of blood, but if he was to try and replace that then he’d just be sapping Takeshi’s friends to no end. It shouldn’t take a long time for him to recover the blood he had lost, just so long as the guy could withstand being weakened for a little longer.
Staring at them all before lowering his head, he flinched a little when Yumi giggled at him, only to announce that it was something minor to them, “Uhh…i-it’s a lot more complicated than that…” he muttered, pressing his claws together, “The power I talked about before…i-it changed me drastically. I guess you could say I go through an even…bigger, more drastic growth spurt. My biology, my genetic makeup…i-it’s going to help him heal, but I need a lot of energy otherwise things will just get even hairier…”
Shu looked up to the twins as they picked him up, not feeling particularly comfortable with being moved but knew it was probably for a good cause. Looking all around, he turned his direction back to Takeshi, hearing about T’charrl being alright, “Really…? Ooohhhh, I’m glad he’s okay…” he sighed, smiling a little, “I am! I want to move again! I’ve been scared that I’ll be stuck like this…I just hope he really is okay….”
The twins were careful with Shu, moving with him so that he was comfortable and wouldn’t need to withstand this for too long. It was fairly okay for him to be like this hopefully, the guy didn’t seem to be able to be aware of whether he was in pain or anything, at least he wasn’t saying he was in any sort of pain just yet. Briefly looking over Shu, Kai gave Kabocha a quick look before to Choi, frowning a little when neither of them seemed to be able to come up with any thanks they could give to T’charrl, “…Well, he’s got a lot of control problems…and a hell of a lot of power. I mean, you should had seen the battle. We couldn’t even stop what the General was dishing out and all T’charrl did was hold out his hands and suck all that up”, he spoke quickly, trying to not breathe too much incase he jittered Shu, “We should help him with that, it’d be even worse if the King ever caught wind of a power like that existing and invaded this planet to get to him, you know? I’m sure you felt that power at one point, just imagine if that was power he gathered for someone else and decided to unleash it in the name of the King”.
Viral didn’t really have much to lose, but he still was a little curious to how someone like T’charrl learned that he could heal people. There were only a few races out there that held the rare power to heal, but there had been no Kaesstrian who had apparently been able to do it before otherwise he would had been fully healed ages ago. Whether this was a rare thing or something that just happened was definitely something to be foreseen, but it definitely was odd that T’charrl didn’t want to come into the house in the first place. The energy had been fairly weird in the area with a sudden spike of it happening only a short time ago, but it definitely didn’t seem all that suspicious quite yet.
Grunting as he shifted himself, giving Takeshi a long hard stare to try and understand his motives with this eyes going to Yumi at the talk of energy before it shifted to Vegeta. His decision to whether or not he wanted to be healed wasn’t his own ultimately, it was Vegeta’s decision and Yumi who would tell him what was best for him. If Takeshi wasn’t showing any adverse after-effects to being healed then it must had been legit if only a little bit suspicious that someone like that bug alien could suddenly do it.
Letting out a sigh as he tried to move his legs off the table, he looked to Vegeta before down to his wound, it feeling extremely painful already just from shifting himself. He knew he couldn’t walk, even if he was determined to try and walk but if he didn’t want to get hurt further or end up showing off his weaknesses more than he should had, “Just…help me out, will you? You know I lost a lot of blood so what makes you think I can manage by myself?”
T’charrl could only hope for acceptance from himself in the end, but it was probably the public eye that he feared the most. He didn’t know how they would react to an obvious monster who managed to cause a tree to grow in the city that would probably cause some sort of inconvenience. He should probably talk to his mother about the tree, seeing as how it was visible from where they were. Letting out a brief sigh as she rubbed his back, he cuddled up to her, lifting his head a little when she talked to him and stroked his hair, “How large I may-…oh, n-no, it doesn’t bother me at all”, he smiled a little, resting his head on her fur, I only hope I learn to control it…and myself. I felt so scared when I realised I was going to try and eat you…”
Shu didn’t really expect Takeshi to be back so soon, but what was worse was he was without T’charrl. He couldn’t had been too far, but hearing that he had turned into a creature made him worry for him. Watching as Takeshi came over to him, he tried to look at him as best as he could, feeling a little confused over what he was saying, “Wha…? Who? Where’s T’charrl? Is it him? Is he okay…?” he spoke up, staring at him with concern, “Healing sounds nice…how does that work? What do you mean? I don’t understand…”
The twins looked between each other, both of them looking a little confused to what Takeshi meant by ‘heal’ and whether they had found T’charrl. Judging by the Prince’s spritely nature it seemed entirely possible that he had found him and discovered something new about him, but that didn’t really answer all the questions to how he did it and why he was so quick to try and find him. As both the twins moved to Shu, Kai secured his head and neck while Choi took a hold of his back and legs, the twins moving up at the same time and without bending Shu’s neck as Kai spoke up, “So you got him back, or something? This something else other than changing and spawning giant trees…”
Grunting as he shifted himself, giving Takeshi a long hard stare to try and understand his motives with this eyes going to Yumi at the talk of energy before it shifted to Vegeta. His decision to whether or not he wanted to be healed wasn’t his own ultimately, it was Vegeta’s decision and Yumi who would tell him what was best for him. If Takeshi wasn’t showing any adverse after-effects to being healed then it must had been legit if only a little bit suspicious that someone like that bug alien could suddenly do it.
Letting out a sigh as he tried to move his legs off the table, he looked to Vegeta before down to his wound, it feeling extremely painful already just from shifting himself. He knew he couldn’t walk, even if he was determined to try and walk but if he didn’t want to get hurt further or end up showing off his weaknesses more than he should had, “Just…help me out, will you? You know I lost a lot of blood so what makes you think I can manage by myself?”
T’charrl could only hope for acceptance from himself in the end, but it was probably the public eye that he feared the most. He didn’t know how they would react to an obvious monster who managed to cause a tree to grow in the city that would probably cause some sort of inconvenience. He should probably talk to his mother about the tree, seeing as how it was visible from where they were. Letting out a brief sigh as she rubbed his back, he cuddled up to her, lifting his head a little when she talked to him and stroked his hair, “How large I may-…oh, n-no, it doesn’t bother me at all”, he smiled a little, resting his head on her fur, I only hope I learn to control it…and myself. I felt so scared when I realised I was going to try and eat you…”
Shu didn’t really expect Takeshi to be back so soon, but what was worse was he was without T’charrl. He couldn’t had been too far, but hearing that he had turned into a creature made him worry for him. Watching as Takeshi came over to him, he tried to look at him as best as he could, feeling a little confused over what he was saying, “Wha…? Who? Where’s T’charrl? Is it him? Is he okay…?” he spoke up, staring at him with concern, “Healing sounds nice…how does that work? What do you mean? I don’t understand…”
The twins looked between each other, both of them looking a little confused to what Takeshi meant by ‘heal’ and whether they had found T’charrl. Judging by the Prince’s spritely nature it seemed entirely possible that he had found him and discovered something new about him, but that didn’t really answer all the questions to how he did it and why he was so quick to try and find him. As both the twins moved to Shu, Kai secured his head and neck while Choi took a hold of his back and legs, the twins moving up at the same time and without bending Shu’s neck as Kai spoke up, “So you got him back, or something? This something else other than changing and spawning giant trees…”
T’charrl felt like a coward, his mind telling him he should had gone into the house but on the other hand if he suddenly changed in the house it would easily collapse. His changes were too quick for him to stop and rather destructive, he didn’t know how to control it other than the fact someone could reverse his mindless nature by speaking his name; however, whether that would always be the case would be something to be seen. Whether this change was permanent was something to be foreseen, but as he moved to his mother he had to try and feel safe as these thoughts dwelled in his mind. Lowering himself a little to underneath his mother’s eye level, he cuddled against her as Takeshi moved into the house, just hoping things would go well.
Viral didn’t find that all to be encouraging, especially considering they were planning on leaving soon and out into the field again. It didn’t sound like they knew what they wanted to do at all; they were just going along with things and hoping for the best each time. He didn’t know where he could relax in the universe without the Saiyans chasing after him, didn’t matter whether they wanted him back or to kill him either. He had no way to realistically settle and this planet was his last chance, instead showing that he couldn’t fight or defend his pride when it mattered most, “You already tried with this planet, but look at how that ended up…”
Looking to Yumi as she began to make suggestions, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed at the thought of having to use things like that, things that can explode or make him look stupid and slow. Feeling a little fed up with these decisions, when Takeshi spoke up he made a little effort to look at him before letting out a grumble at it, “I can only imagine looking so stupid with something like that”, he grumbled, looking away a little, “It’s not like Yumi’s suggestions were any better, either”.
Viral was a little suspicious about Takeshi coming in here, his eyes on his figure when Vegeta got suspicious about his presence too. It wasn’t lost to them that he was here for something, but whatever the reason it was probably because it was important. Staring at him as he spoke, he felt a little suspicious when it was T’charrl who had mended him, but how he managed to do that was just a little curious, “Hmm, is that so…” he spoke, placing a hand on his stomach, “Whatever he did sounds suspicious...and just how did he figure he can do that? He’s nearby…with some odd energy…hmph, I’d rather not be in pain, anyway…”
Viral didn’t find that all to be encouraging, especially considering they were planning on leaving soon and out into the field again. It didn’t sound like they knew what they wanted to do at all; they were just going along with things and hoping for the best each time. He didn’t know where he could relax in the universe without the Saiyans chasing after him, didn’t matter whether they wanted him back or to kill him either. He had no way to realistically settle and this planet was his last chance, instead showing that he couldn’t fight or defend his pride when it mattered most, “You already tried with this planet, but look at how that ended up…”
Looking to Yumi as she began to make suggestions, he couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed at the thought of having to use things like that, things that can explode or make him look stupid and slow. Feeling a little fed up with these decisions, when Takeshi spoke up he made a little effort to look at him before letting out a grumble at it, “I can only imagine looking so stupid with something like that”, he grumbled, looking away a little, “It’s not like Yumi’s suggestions were any better, either”.
Viral was a little suspicious about Takeshi coming in here, his eyes on his figure when Vegeta got suspicious about his presence too. It wasn’t lost to them that he was here for something, but whatever the reason it was probably because it was important. Staring at him as he spoke, he felt a little suspicious when it was T’charrl who had mended him, but how he managed to do that was just a little curious, “Hmm, is that so…” he spoke, placing a hand on his stomach, “Whatever he did sounds suspicious...and just how did he figure he can do that? He’s nearby…with some odd energy…hmph, I’d rather not be in pain, anyway…”
Shu felt a little surprised when Kabocha spoke up, a little curious that the guy thought it might be a good idea to do. He rarely ever gave out good ideas and if this was one of those rare moments then he’d happily accept it, especially when it possibly meant finding out more about his own problems and who caused them, “Really…? That would be…really good, yeah, really good”, he said, smiling a little, “I really want to know why they did that to me and whether they’re planning worse things for others, that would be awful indeed…plus it’d mean they’d do that to you too if they wanted to! That would had been bad…and if they’re using it on others, that’d be bad too. We shouldn’t let others have to go through that…not at all…”
T’charrl frowned deeply, simply feeling completely put off by absolutely everything. He was a little relieved that Takeshi was none the wiser to his mutation, maybe he could just keep that hidden for a while longer and everything would be okay; however, he’d have to be very careful over what came next. He could easily end up changing if he got too hungry, he could even change just from using too much energy from trying that strange healing technique his instinct had forced out of him, “R-Right…I didn’t mean to talk like that”, he spoke, frowning a little before smiling nervously, “It’s not so much pain that happens if I do it…it’s, uhh, something else…nevermind”.
T’charrl should probably help the others before seeing to his father, they were more important than showing off to his father how much of a screw up he was. Feeling his practically non-existent heart pounding in fear, he looked down to the little door handle that seemed oh so far away to him now. Hesitating, he soon looked to his mother as she spoke again, turning to her and smiling a little when she stroked his cheek, “…You think so? Even if I’m-…uhh, I hope I can keep it together…” He could only hope things went well, it was all so worrying especially when his future was at stake. Looking to Takeshi when his mother threatened him, he sighed a little as he stared at the door, completely scared of what’ll happen if he lost it inside.
T’charrl just couldn’t bring himself to open the door at all, his sharp teeth biting into his lower lip before he gasped a little, turning to face his mother when she tapped his shoulder. Feeling a little unsure to how he should take it, he looked to the door and frowned, slowly nodding, “M-Maybe best outside…but someone keep an eye on the General so that he doesn’t escape”, he spoke, looking back to his mother, “I don’t want to go in there and hurt someone! If something happens…I’ll never forgive myself…”
Viral really was feeling rather depressed but he didn’t want to admit it, everything just coming crumbling down on him had always been hard. He wanted to fight, he really did, but his mind just shut it out completely. All positivity was completely forbidden in his mind and he couldn’t find a way to get around it, the feeling of death being ever so prevalent all the time. Opening his eyes to glance at Vegeta, he soon looked away again and stared outwards, feeling completely unsure to whether he wanted to believe Vegeta on that. He wanted to believe it, but as it stood his mind could only stand at the thought that he was so out of practice that he’d never recover even if he tried, “I can try to believe you…but, I have yet to see evidence on that”, he muttered, looking to Yumi when she spoke up as well. It made him feel as if he was on training wheels, it was certainly an odd feeling too when he had to practice and be pushed along to get to the top again. Looking to her hands as she picked up his paw, he let out a sigh and scratched his chest, “When you’re all flying off across oceans and high into the sky, decide whether or not I’m slowing you all down”, he spoke calmly, giving his head a shake, “I’d have to see it in action myself, I just have a hard time believing such impossibilities right now”.
T’charrl frowned deeply, simply feeling completely put off by absolutely everything. He was a little relieved that Takeshi was none the wiser to his mutation, maybe he could just keep that hidden for a while longer and everything would be okay; however, he’d have to be very careful over what came next. He could easily end up changing if he got too hungry, he could even change just from using too much energy from trying that strange healing technique his instinct had forced out of him, “R-Right…I didn’t mean to talk like that”, he spoke, frowning a little before smiling nervously, “It’s not so much pain that happens if I do it…it’s, uhh, something else…nevermind”.
T’charrl should probably help the others before seeing to his father, they were more important than showing off to his father how much of a screw up he was. Feeling his practically non-existent heart pounding in fear, he looked down to the little door handle that seemed oh so far away to him now. Hesitating, he soon looked to his mother as she spoke again, turning to her and smiling a little when she stroked his cheek, “…You think so? Even if I’m-…uhh, I hope I can keep it together…” He could only hope things went well, it was all so worrying especially when his future was at stake. Looking to Takeshi when his mother threatened him, he sighed a little as he stared at the door, completely scared of what’ll happen if he lost it inside.
T’charrl just couldn’t bring himself to open the door at all, his sharp teeth biting into his lower lip before he gasped a little, turning to face his mother when she tapped his shoulder. Feeling a little unsure to how he should take it, he looked to the door and frowned, slowly nodding, “M-Maybe best outside…but someone keep an eye on the General so that he doesn’t escape”, he spoke, looking back to his mother, “I don’t want to go in there and hurt someone! If something happens…I’ll never forgive myself…”
Viral really was feeling rather depressed but he didn’t want to admit it, everything just coming crumbling down on him had always been hard. He wanted to fight, he really did, but his mind just shut it out completely. All positivity was completely forbidden in his mind and he couldn’t find a way to get around it, the feeling of death being ever so prevalent all the time. Opening his eyes to glance at Vegeta, he soon looked away again and stared outwards, feeling completely unsure to whether he wanted to believe Vegeta on that. He wanted to believe it, but as it stood his mind could only stand at the thought that he was so out of practice that he’d never recover even if he tried, “I can try to believe you…but, I have yet to see evidence on that”, he muttered, looking to Yumi when she spoke up as well. It made him feel as if he was on training wheels, it was certainly an odd feeling too when he had to practice and be pushed along to get to the top again. Looking to her hands as she picked up his paw, he let out a sigh and scratched his chest, “When you’re all flying off across oceans and high into the sky, decide whether or not I’m slowing you all down”, he spoke calmly, giving his head a shake, “I’d have to see it in action myself, I just have a hard time believing such impossibilities right now”.
Shu didn’t know how to take this all or how to try and understand it, especially when it had been hard enough learning a language when compared to culture and family business. Right now Shu just wanted someone to cuddle with in an attempt to come to a better understanding, his hopes of learning fairly getting dashed upon when it all sounded bad and not very pleasing to learn. Frowning, he stared at Kabocha as he further explained it all, still not finding it all that pleasant considering what it meant, “He really did want to just use my…’other side’…” he muttered, frowning a little, “I don’t think I could ask him about it…but maybe the scientists, yeah…would be easier too…” Maybe they would be able to investigate such a thing eventually, but for now it didn’t appear as if they would be heading over there anytime soon, “I-I’m plenty strong when I’m regular, I really am! But father…maybe when I fight him, I can show him that…if I get to…”
T’charrl didn’t really want to subject Takeshi to anymore annoyances by having to be touched by him; the poor guy had to go through enough torture without worrying whether he’d suck away his energy and leave him as a dried up husk. That was another worry to put on top of everything else, but if he could do that against his enemies then that was perfectly fine. He didn’t have a problem killing for defence, but if he started doing it for fun then he would definitely need to reconsider his existence. He was feeling all sorts of depressed now; just how far his power could go and how much he would change as a result of it were the biggest questions.
Watching for where the house might be, he shook his head quickly at Takeshi, “No! I’m not taking more of yours! That’d be unfair, I’m not a monster like that…I’m not! I’m not…maybe a little bit…” he frowned, shaking a little before he sighed, ceasing it as he tried to relax again, “I-I’ll help! I will, I’ll do it…I have to! I have to redeem myself for what I did and what I-…ohhh…what will they think of me…” He was so confused, it was definitely hard to take even with all the support he was getting. He’d do what he could with his unknown power, but as far as anything else would go he’d definitely have to watch his energy levels more and watch that he never mutates again by eating enough.
Speaking of eating, T’charrl was still starving. Despite eating a tree for its energy there was no fruit on it and didn’t really give him much in the way of nutrition. This body felt like it’d be high maintenance and depending on what he could do he’d have to keep an eye on everything he did. Letting out a sigh to try and calm down, the moment he arrived at the house he slowly landed down around the back of the house, placing Takeshi’s legs on the ground but kept a hold of him to keep balance. T’charrl was pretty dead set on not letting his father see him immediately, feeling the gradual approach would be better. His father was a tough man, but whether he was as forgiving as his mother was definitely to be seen. Panicking a little, he remained where he was, his knees shaking a little, “Uhhh…c-can you walk…?”
Viral smirked a little when Vegeta went into a huff, looking away from him again. The guy still had a lot to learn about fighting and keeping everything in check in that he had to keep fit by training a lot and that not everything could be fixed just because he willed it to be. Looking back to Vegeta at the mention of his mental condition he frowned, not happy that they all kept bringing it up. All it did was make him feel broken, especially when it was something that wasn’t easily changed or fixed if it was even possible to. He was just feeling bad now, his mind not quite fitting into what he had been left with as a result of the experimentation, “Can you just not…” he muttered, not really up to talking about his mental condition. Keeping his eyes off Vegeta, he let out a grumble in response to what he was saying and closed his eyes as if trying to shut it all out.
They didn’t know what they were saying, of course he wasn’t the strongest and could never be when he had so many weaknesses and downfalls, all of his defeats and lack of stable abilities. He was a broken warrior with pieces that could never be put together again, his mind crushed and his spirit tossed into the dirt, “I’ll never be the strongest, you don’t know what you’re talking about”, he grumbled, shaking his head a little, “I want that more than anything, but…it’s impossible. I may had been the strongest once, but a beaten warrior can only go on for so long before he falls to the ground defeated. I just…can’t do it anymore”.
T’charrl didn’t really want to subject Takeshi to anymore annoyances by having to be touched by him; the poor guy had to go through enough torture without worrying whether he’d suck away his energy and leave him as a dried up husk. That was another worry to put on top of everything else, but if he could do that against his enemies then that was perfectly fine. He didn’t have a problem killing for defence, but if he started doing it for fun then he would definitely need to reconsider his existence. He was feeling all sorts of depressed now; just how far his power could go and how much he would change as a result of it were the biggest questions.
Watching for where the house might be, he shook his head quickly at Takeshi, “No! I’m not taking more of yours! That’d be unfair, I’m not a monster like that…I’m not! I’m not…maybe a little bit…” he frowned, shaking a little before he sighed, ceasing it as he tried to relax again, “I-I’ll help! I will, I’ll do it…I have to! I have to redeem myself for what I did and what I-…ohhh…what will they think of me…” He was so confused, it was definitely hard to take even with all the support he was getting. He’d do what he could with his unknown power, but as far as anything else would go he’d definitely have to watch his energy levels more and watch that he never mutates again by eating enough.
Speaking of eating, T’charrl was still starving. Despite eating a tree for its energy there was no fruit on it and didn’t really give him much in the way of nutrition. This body felt like it’d be high maintenance and depending on what he could do he’d have to keep an eye on everything he did. Letting out a sigh to try and calm down, the moment he arrived at the house he slowly landed down around the back of the house, placing Takeshi’s legs on the ground but kept a hold of him to keep balance. T’charrl was pretty dead set on not letting his father see him immediately, feeling the gradual approach would be better. His father was a tough man, but whether he was as forgiving as his mother was definitely to be seen. Panicking a little, he remained where he was, his knees shaking a little, “Uhhh…c-can you walk…?”
Viral smirked a little when Vegeta went into a huff, looking away from him again. The guy still had a lot to learn about fighting and keeping everything in check in that he had to keep fit by training a lot and that not everything could be fixed just because he willed it to be. Looking back to Vegeta at the mention of his mental condition he frowned, not happy that they all kept bringing it up. All it did was make him feel broken, especially when it was something that wasn’t easily changed or fixed if it was even possible to. He was just feeling bad now, his mind not quite fitting into what he had been left with as a result of the experimentation, “Can you just not…” he muttered, not really up to talking about his mental condition. Keeping his eyes off Vegeta, he let out a grumble in response to what he was saying and closed his eyes as if trying to shut it all out.
They didn’t know what they were saying, of course he wasn’t the strongest and could never be when he had so many weaknesses and downfalls, all of his defeats and lack of stable abilities. He was a broken warrior with pieces that could never be put together again, his mind crushed and his spirit tossed into the dirt, “I’ll never be the strongest, you don’t know what you’re talking about”, he grumbled, shaking his head a little, “I want that more than anything, but…it’s impossible. I may had been the strongest once, but a beaten warrior can only go on for so long before he falls to the ground defeated. I just…can’t do it anymore”.
Shu had a moment to try and imagine what all of that was like, he was fairly curious to what they had to say about their own past. He could understand where they were coming from, even if he didn’t know what it was like to have a regular life. He wondered what it was like to have a true ‘civilised’ experience and that definitely sounded like it; same species contact, interaction between each other and a whole new struggle for existence. Staring at him curiously, he searched over Kabocha as he spoke, a little curious to what he was going to say before he gasped, his tail twitching in response, “R-Really…? Ohhhh…that’s really bad…” he mumbled, frowning, “He’d do that to me…? I-I managed to stay alive with what he did to me…does that make me useful…? Was he trying to kill me in the first place…? Ohhh, I’m confused…what did he want with me…”
T’charrl stared at Takeshi who seemed rather hesitant to touching him, his eyes looking away for a moment before back to him. He was sure that he didn’t want to touch him, it would had been because of how he looked and how he just sucked away the energy that probably made Takeshi not want to go anywhere near him. He was probably going to end up hiding away after this if someone who was of a completely different species was showing off how nervous he was about going near him. Frowning a little, he flinched a little when his mother seemed to cough or something, snapping right out of it when Takeshi sure enough climbed into his arms.
He couldn’t help but still feel guilty for making him touch him by climbing up and taking a ride back to the house; he didn’t need to take up his offer and go with his mother instead, “Uhh, y-yeah…waiting…” he muttered, feeling a little unsure about that. They probably wouldn’t be waiting for him if the other Saiyans had said what had happened to him and probably the reason Takeshi came out here with the sword would have been to fight him if he went out of control and possibly tried to kill his mother, “Right…one piece…” T’charrl didn’t know how he was supposed to react to that other than begin flying to the house, moving through the gap in the trees and just above the treeline as Takeshi talked to him some more.
He really didn’t know if he should try that healing thing again considering how much energy it used up, but then again he didn’t really know how to use his energy properly and had never learned so he could had easily put in way too much energy than was needed. Feeling a little nervous, he gasped at first as the panic attack nearly came on to hit him pretty hard, “Y-Yeah, uhh…who? One of the others…? That’ll be a lot, I-I mean, not that’s it’s bad! Uhhh, just…I-…I’d need more energy from someone, like really soon after because of, umm…various reasons…” He was a little scared, but then again everything was scaring him. He knew his mother was going to be supportive about it but eventually people would find out and want to kill him, then there was the General who was probably still at the house waiting for his mother to come back for a trial against what he did. He was pretty terrified; his whole would come crashing down on him pretty fast.
Viral grumbled in response to Vegeta’s words, hardly seeing it as a reason to not go into battle and possibly even beat up Korian for what he did. Revenge wasn’t something he often sought, but for all the trouble that had been caused and the severity of his punishment it definitely sparked up some hatred that needed to be released somewhere other than trying to destroy everything else with his unstable mind. He did wonder whether his other form was going to pop out uncontrollably or if he ever used it willingly if he would go on an uncontrolled rampage, but if it ever would then he’d want that rampage to be directed towards Korian and finish him off for good.
“Hmph, I was in the same place for a long time before I got released…” he grumbled, looking away again just as Yumi pulled herself on up to him and sat down at the table. She didn’t need to hang around, she could easily go and relax upon seeing that he was as fine as he could be. Letting out a sigh and looking away, he let Yumi get into discussion with Vegeta with no need to say anything against it before the attention was turned back to him, a frown coming to his face before he turned to look back at Vegeta. Vegeta didn’t need to seek revenge in such a manner, he would had felt better doing it himself but it wasn’t as if he could stop Vegeta either. Grumbling, he scratched at his chest slowly, not finding himself able to rebel against it considering the guy would go out and do it anyway eventually himself, “Plus you’re bored of me being broken because you know you can’t fix me by yourself”, he spoke, looking elsewhere, “You’ve always hated it when you couldn’t fix something, then you’d usually go on a tantrum about it. I haven’t seen you train since you got here, mainly because of me, so how would you know if you’re ready to fight or that I’d be able to fight even if you got me fixed up?”
T’charrl stared at Takeshi who seemed rather hesitant to touching him, his eyes looking away for a moment before back to him. He was sure that he didn’t want to touch him, it would had been because of how he looked and how he just sucked away the energy that probably made Takeshi not want to go anywhere near him. He was probably going to end up hiding away after this if someone who was of a completely different species was showing off how nervous he was about going near him. Frowning a little, he flinched a little when his mother seemed to cough or something, snapping right out of it when Takeshi sure enough climbed into his arms.
He couldn’t help but still feel guilty for making him touch him by climbing up and taking a ride back to the house; he didn’t need to take up his offer and go with his mother instead, “Uhh, y-yeah…waiting…” he muttered, feeling a little unsure about that. They probably wouldn’t be waiting for him if the other Saiyans had said what had happened to him and probably the reason Takeshi came out here with the sword would have been to fight him if he went out of control and possibly tried to kill his mother, “Right…one piece…” T’charrl didn’t know how he was supposed to react to that other than begin flying to the house, moving through the gap in the trees and just above the treeline as Takeshi talked to him some more.
He really didn’t know if he should try that healing thing again considering how much energy it used up, but then again he didn’t really know how to use his energy properly and had never learned so he could had easily put in way too much energy than was needed. Feeling a little nervous, he gasped at first as the panic attack nearly came on to hit him pretty hard, “Y-Yeah, uhh…who? One of the others…? That’ll be a lot, I-I mean, not that’s it’s bad! Uhhh, just…I-…I’d need more energy from someone, like really soon after because of, umm…various reasons…” He was a little scared, but then again everything was scaring him. He knew his mother was going to be supportive about it but eventually people would find out and want to kill him, then there was the General who was probably still at the house waiting for his mother to come back for a trial against what he did. He was pretty terrified; his whole would come crashing down on him pretty fast.
Viral grumbled in response to Vegeta’s words, hardly seeing it as a reason to not go into battle and possibly even beat up Korian for what he did. Revenge wasn’t something he often sought, but for all the trouble that had been caused and the severity of his punishment it definitely sparked up some hatred that needed to be released somewhere other than trying to destroy everything else with his unstable mind. He did wonder whether his other form was going to pop out uncontrollably or if he ever used it willingly if he would go on an uncontrolled rampage, but if it ever would then he’d want that rampage to be directed towards Korian and finish him off for good.
“Hmph, I was in the same place for a long time before I got released…” he grumbled, looking away again just as Yumi pulled herself on up to him and sat down at the table. She didn’t need to hang around, she could easily go and relax upon seeing that he was as fine as he could be. Letting out a sigh and looking away, he let Yumi get into discussion with Vegeta with no need to say anything against it before the attention was turned back to him, a frown coming to his face before he turned to look back at Vegeta. Vegeta didn’t need to seek revenge in such a manner, he would had felt better doing it himself but it wasn’t as if he could stop Vegeta either. Grumbling, he scratched at his chest slowly, not finding himself able to rebel against it considering the guy would go out and do it anyway eventually himself, “Plus you’re bored of me being broken because you know you can’t fix me by yourself”, he spoke, looking elsewhere, “You’ve always hated it when you couldn’t fix something, then you’d usually go on a tantrum about it. I haven’t seen you train since you got here, mainly because of me, so how would you know if you’re ready to fight or that I’d be able to fight even if you got me fixed up?”
Shu frowned at this revelation and what had happened to Saiyans, not liking the sound of it at all. To him it made it sound as if he was sent off and essentially abandoned too, he was considered weak by his father even when he arrived and quickly went to the labs to be toughened and altered to suit his needs. There was probably many other Saiyans who would had been in the same situation, but considering he was the King’s son and considered weak it must had been humiliating to be given such a weak son, “Oh, I-I see…” he frowned, thinking not only about himself but of the other Saiyans who were sent away in similar situations, “I must had been unlucky to be the son of the King and considered weak, they always told me I was weak and useless when I was-…umm, w-what’s it like for you guys…?”
“We were considered weak, Choi and I”, Kai spoke up, giving a quick point to Choi before he folded his arms, letting out a sigh, “But because twins are extremely rare in Saiyan society, we were kept a close eye on by being sent to the kitchens to cook and work with our father. They wanted us as soldiers in the name of the King eventually, but had to wait until we were older and showing signs that we had the potential to grow stronger. We were moved out of the kitchen not long ago and given the chance to fight. We were lucky, Kabocha was a completely different case but you could say he was luckier than us”.
T’charrl felt pretty bad, he didn’t mean to make his friend so drained but now was definitely the time to bring him back, seeing as how he came out here all concerned about him; then again, he could had easily been angry instead and just wanted to come out to slap him one to get him back. He was probably acting stupid; his act of running off to hide just because he had changed appearances was probably just a childish thing. He couldn’t help it, he was completely stressed out and worried about his future if it couldn’t be reversed and he had no excuses for it.
Feeling the stress of it all getting to his head quite a bit, he lowered his head a little before gasping as his mother placed her hand on his shoulder, turning his head towards her, staring at her with a frown. He knew she was right, but he was still trying to shake off everything when he had been training his entire life to become a good leader to his people. Now, he was a monster, one who had no control over his growth spurts or hunger pains, all going along with a power and an almost uncontrollable need for more of it. Turning his head away from her he nodded, slowly pushing himself off the ground, “Y-Yeah, okay…”
Getting to his feet he stared down at the ground for a moment, the elevated height definitely something he needed to get used to. He still couldn’t get over the fact that he was taller than his mother, even if by a bit when she was always the biggest and proudest of their species. He was lucky Takeshi wasn’t stressing out over the sight of him; it would only further add to the Saiyan’s guilt and make him feel especially guilty for causing it. On the verge of having a panic attack about absolutely everything, he looked down at Takeshi before holding out his arms to him, beating his wings and hovering up while his lanky arms remained in place, “C’mon, I’ll carry you, I’ll do it…”
Viral huffed, covering his face with his paw momentarily. He didn’t want to have to care about his ‘condition’, it’s not like it was important and if they could fight then why was it important that he could too; it’s not like he could fly or use Ki, or anything. All of the planning and preparation was hardly something Viral was used to doing, he just wanted to get on with things and forget his problems existed, even if they did torture his mind at the best of times. Letting out a groan he slowly shifted his paw, looking to Vegeta, “Well that is what happens when you’re away from home; plans change. Just what did you think you’d do while you were out here…? What is it that you were doing for the past year if you had no plans of action? The Saiyan Kingdom is still huge, we’re surrounded just by sitting here, so battling and no screwing around with ‘conditions’ should be the plan if you want to get anything done…”
“We were considered weak, Choi and I”, Kai spoke up, giving a quick point to Choi before he folded his arms, letting out a sigh, “But because twins are extremely rare in Saiyan society, we were kept a close eye on by being sent to the kitchens to cook and work with our father. They wanted us as soldiers in the name of the King eventually, but had to wait until we were older and showing signs that we had the potential to grow stronger. We were moved out of the kitchen not long ago and given the chance to fight. We were lucky, Kabocha was a completely different case but you could say he was luckier than us”.
T’charrl felt pretty bad, he didn’t mean to make his friend so drained but now was definitely the time to bring him back, seeing as how he came out here all concerned about him; then again, he could had easily been angry instead and just wanted to come out to slap him one to get him back. He was probably acting stupid; his act of running off to hide just because he had changed appearances was probably just a childish thing. He couldn’t help it, he was completely stressed out and worried about his future if it couldn’t be reversed and he had no excuses for it.
Feeling the stress of it all getting to his head quite a bit, he lowered his head a little before gasping as his mother placed her hand on his shoulder, turning his head towards her, staring at her with a frown. He knew she was right, but he was still trying to shake off everything when he had been training his entire life to become a good leader to his people. Now, he was a monster, one who had no control over his growth spurts or hunger pains, all going along with a power and an almost uncontrollable need for more of it. Turning his head away from her he nodded, slowly pushing himself off the ground, “Y-Yeah, okay…”
Getting to his feet he stared down at the ground for a moment, the elevated height definitely something he needed to get used to. He still couldn’t get over the fact that he was taller than his mother, even if by a bit when she was always the biggest and proudest of their species. He was lucky Takeshi wasn’t stressing out over the sight of him; it would only further add to the Saiyan’s guilt and make him feel especially guilty for causing it. On the verge of having a panic attack about absolutely everything, he looked down at Takeshi before holding out his arms to him, beating his wings and hovering up while his lanky arms remained in place, “C’mon, I’ll carry you, I’ll do it…”
Viral huffed, covering his face with his paw momentarily. He didn’t want to have to care about his ‘condition’, it’s not like it was important and if they could fight then why was it important that he could too; it’s not like he could fly or use Ki, or anything. All of the planning and preparation was hardly something Viral was used to doing, he just wanted to get on with things and forget his problems existed, even if they did torture his mind at the best of times. Letting out a groan he slowly shifted his paw, looking to Vegeta, “Well that is what happens when you’re away from home; plans change. Just what did you think you’d do while you were out here…? What is it that you were doing for the past year if you had no plans of action? The Saiyan Kingdom is still huge, we’re surrounded just by sitting here, so battling and no screwing around with ‘conditions’ should be the plan if you want to get anything done…”
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