Shu couldn’t keep a hold of it, it slipping through his fingers and Shu struggling to dig his nails into the soap to get a grip on it. He didn’t even know what he was supposed to be doing with it, only that it was slipping everywhere because he and it was all wet. Squealing momentarily, the moment it fell on the floor he raised his hands to make a jump forward only for Takeshi to stand on the soap instead and immediately fall to the floor with a bang. Jumping up suddenly, Shu fell onto his backside as the soap smacked him in the forehead when he made one last grab for the soap. Feeling disorientated, he wiped at his forehead before actively chasing after the soap, “I just want to wash my tail! I want to wash the rest of my fur!” he squeaked, only to end up jumping on the soap and trying to rub against it instead.
T’charrl frowned a little, “Uhhh no, more the nerves hurt”, he spoke, hearing the thump not too long after Takeshi’s concerns. That sounded like it hurt, he could even feel the vibration through the floor when Takeshi’s head smacked down on the floor. That sounded like it hurt and even Shu sounded a little panicked over it with all sorts of noise to follow and a very strange accusation from Takeshi. Almost feeling the urge to look in and see what was happening, he slowly moved his claw over to the red button, feeling concerned before halting just before it was pressed, “Do you…need any help or should I not even look?”
Viral just couldn’t understand the argument against that fact, especially when he had been made using animals that have a natural killing instinct with abilities that were destructive. He had yet to find an ability that made him not look like he was out to kill, the others had abilities that didn’t make them killers, “I just want to know…just why do I exist? There’s always going to be a protector of Earth…and yet, I was still made as if on a bet”, he mumbled, finding the alcohol a little too strong for his eyes which were already bruised, “The whole experience with the King, the way they talked to me and pushed me to my limits…I felt like nothing more than a resource, an accessory. They wanted my strength and they dragged it out and used it, they wanted my genetic makeup for experimentation and they managed to do that successfully. I have fulfilled my duty to you by raising you…yet, how could that had been the intention…”
Feeling the discomfort from the gauze being wrapped around his head, he hoped it wasn’t going to squeeze his skull too much when it was pretty fragile there, then what was he supposed to do if he ended up brain damaged again. Grunting as it was tightened and taped up, he watched Vegeta before letting out a sigh, rolling his head away from facing him, “They may had done things to me…but who says I wouldn’t had eventually turned out that way by myself?” he spoke, only looking back when his shirt was torn open. In truth, he didn’t really want him touching his arm while he was awake. Staring at Vegeta, he growled when he poked at his joint, just wanting to slap him for touching there, “No! I can’t…” he snapped, only to sigh, “Everything was shoved in incorrectly then pulled out, then forced back in again…how might you think my muscles and nerves would be after that…”
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Shu didn’t know when he would be able to open his eyes, but he definitely didn’t want to end up with his eyes stinging and smelling of the nasty stuff. He was fine with getting washed with water, but using something strange to wash his hair was like using mud during washing under water already. Squeaking as Takeshi rubbed the liquid into his hair, smiling a little as the foam built up into a relaxing lather, all of that was suddenly washed away when he was turned around and blasted with water. Raising his arms up in surprise, he shook his head quickly before letting out a sneeze. He wasn’t used to the foam at all and it tickled when it ran down his nose, “Do I have to do this a lot…?” he asked out, not entirely sure he would be able to do it himself, “I have a lot of hair…” Feeling a little confused, he let the water run down his face before opening his eyes again, hoping it was okay. He didn’t know if he was okay with that, his hair was just pretty flat now and whether it still had stuff in it was definitely questionable. Staring at Takeshi, he watched as he shifted between bottles before giving him soap instead. Staring at him for a moment, he soon took hold of the soap but it went flying up into the air, Shu trying to grab it multiple times but it continued to fly up through his grip.
T’charrl wasn’t entirely sure how he should feel about their injuries, not knowing whether he should feel bad that he didn’t have the energy to heal them up. The others knew he could, yet they were purposely avoiding the subject probably because he was terrible at doing it and sapped all their energy away just to heal a few injuries. Letting out a sigh, he dropped his head a little and raised his arms to get the water underneath them, “Well uhh, I-I hope they’ll be okay”, he spoke, turning around again, “I’d hate to have a dislocated arm…I mean, having two sets of arms compared to your species, having one dislocated means the other paired with it hurts just as much”. He didn’t want to mention it if they weren’t going to, it was their decision whether they wanted to spare the energy for him to use and right now they all needed the energy. Letting out a sigh, he turned slightly as if trying to guess what was happening in the other cubicle, “Is everything okay in there…?”
Viral didn’t think Vegeta would understand what he meant; he was the one who was responsible for keeping him functioning but he couldn’t possibly know what he was supposed to be able to do before he was sealed. There was probably a lot that had been implanted into him that was yet to emerge, but what he could do couldn’t possibly had come from his parents or whatever knowledge that Red Ribbon man knew, “So you’re practically saying…I’m reverting back into a killing machine, right?” he spoke, frowning a little, “Unlocking it or emerging by itself…just what’s the difference? All he did was reveal what was hidden within me…and I was regarded as an Elite for that, the only artificial creation to ever be given such a title!”
Viral could only feel just that little spark of confusion that could only rise from being unable to comprehend just where his abilities were coming from. He could create things that no one else could and warp his body to gain different and new techniques, but surely all those things were something that Vegeta’s parents never intended for him to have. Following the shadow with his eyes that was Vegeta, he sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, nearly drifting away, “…Then, how am I supposed to find that control…” he grumbled, opening his eyes again, “I am supposed to be a capable fighter…of capable mind! And yet I’m not; I’ve completely lost my mind”. He could smell the alcohol on the cloth as Vegeta prepared his treatment, only frowning a moment when the urge to have a drink to forget all his problems immediately came to mind. He wouldn’t be allowed to do that, they’d probably worry that he’d develop an obsessive habit, seeing as how he was a pretty obsessive person already. Closing his eyes a moment as Vegeta gave his cut a look, he flinched when Vegeta touched it, even if it was gentle, “Damnit…I don’t know! I was punched by a giant rocky fist…what do you think will happen after that…”
T’charrl wasn’t entirely sure how he should feel about their injuries, not knowing whether he should feel bad that he didn’t have the energy to heal them up. The others knew he could, yet they were purposely avoiding the subject probably because he was terrible at doing it and sapped all their energy away just to heal a few injuries. Letting out a sigh, he dropped his head a little and raised his arms to get the water underneath them, “Well uhh, I-I hope they’ll be okay”, he spoke, turning around again, “I’d hate to have a dislocated arm…I mean, having two sets of arms compared to your species, having one dislocated means the other paired with it hurts just as much”. He didn’t want to mention it if they weren’t going to, it was their decision whether they wanted to spare the energy for him to use and right now they all needed the energy. Letting out a sigh, he turned slightly as if trying to guess what was happening in the other cubicle, “Is everything okay in there…?”
Viral didn’t think Vegeta would understand what he meant; he was the one who was responsible for keeping him functioning but he couldn’t possibly know what he was supposed to be able to do before he was sealed. There was probably a lot that had been implanted into him that was yet to emerge, but what he could do couldn’t possibly had come from his parents or whatever knowledge that Red Ribbon man knew, “So you’re practically saying…I’m reverting back into a killing machine, right?” he spoke, frowning a little, “Unlocking it or emerging by itself…just what’s the difference? All he did was reveal what was hidden within me…and I was regarded as an Elite for that, the only artificial creation to ever be given such a title!”
Viral could only feel just that little spark of confusion that could only rise from being unable to comprehend just where his abilities were coming from. He could create things that no one else could and warp his body to gain different and new techniques, but surely all those things were something that Vegeta’s parents never intended for him to have. Following the shadow with his eyes that was Vegeta, he sighed and closed his eyes for a moment, nearly drifting away, “…Then, how am I supposed to find that control…” he grumbled, opening his eyes again, “I am supposed to be a capable fighter…of capable mind! And yet I’m not; I’ve completely lost my mind”. He could smell the alcohol on the cloth as Vegeta prepared his treatment, only frowning a moment when the urge to have a drink to forget all his problems immediately came to mind. He wouldn’t be allowed to do that, they’d probably worry that he’d develop an obsessive habit, seeing as how he was a pretty obsessive person already. Closing his eyes a moment as Vegeta gave his cut a look, he flinched when Vegeta touched it, even if it was gentle, “Damnit…I don’t know! I was punched by a giant rocky fist…what do you think will happen after that…”
Shu didn’t like how small the space was, it was making him feel incredibly uncomfortable. Takeshi knew his aversion over small spaces and this was definitely a little tight. Frowning a little as he stared upwards, he squeaked when the water suddenly flowed and shook his head quickly, “Ah! All wet!” he squeaked, not liking the sudden spark of cold that carried through with the water, “I’ll probably still smell bad!” Giving himself another shake, he gasped when Takeshi decided to take a hold of him, holding up a bottle of smelly liquid. Sniffling a little as water ran down his nose, he gave a quick nod and shut his eyes tight, “Okay, I won’t open my eyes! I don’t want it to sting me”, he squeaked before it was all but in his hair, the feeling of the goop almost like silky mud, “Ewwww it feels funny…”
T’charrl probably shouldn’t be spending so long in the shower unless he wanted his wings to be pretty waterlogged, making it difficult to fly. He was finding it pretty soothing, though, considering it was making him pretty relaxed compared to how he was feeling earlier. Trying to get the water right down to his skin, he tilted his head slightly when Takeshi spoke of the others, “’Dude’? Huh, you certainly seem sure, so I’ll trust you with that”, he spoke, turning slightly to wash down his side, “Just the whole killing a god thing being a big deal, thought they might had been hurt pretty badly since you needed the carrier too. I guess there’s always asking what it was like fighting a god at dinner time, I don’t even know if this is normal for you people to go out and fight gods”.
Viral certainly hated this experience, knowing there was probably a bunch of people staring at him whenever he moved by them. He could only guess what they were thinking, but he knew it would had been negative considering the trial was probably still fresh in their memories. Just wanting to get fixed up as soon as possible, he got annoyed at Vegeta’s words pretty easily when all of the pressure made him pretty irritable, “I may want to do it…but that doesn’t make it the right thing to do!” he grunted, “I would just end up in a condition like this…over and over again…the only time getting anywhere being when I was fighting humans and civilian-aliens! That damn King…he managed to improve me…yet, why am I failing so much now…?” He was certainly going far out of his way to keep feeling active, especially since every quiet moment made him feel like he was slipping away. Letting out a fairly deep sigh, he frowned at the thought of eating again, especially when the question was being repeated to him time and time again, “Stop it with the fish…everyone wants me to eat fish…is this some sort of stereotype with you people…? Even if it is…technically true…”
T’charrl probably shouldn’t be spending so long in the shower unless he wanted his wings to be pretty waterlogged, making it difficult to fly. He was finding it pretty soothing, though, considering it was making him pretty relaxed compared to how he was feeling earlier. Trying to get the water right down to his skin, he tilted his head slightly when Takeshi spoke of the others, “’Dude’? Huh, you certainly seem sure, so I’ll trust you with that”, he spoke, turning slightly to wash down his side, “Just the whole killing a god thing being a big deal, thought they might had been hurt pretty badly since you needed the carrier too. I guess there’s always asking what it was like fighting a god at dinner time, I don’t even know if this is normal for you people to go out and fight gods”.
Viral certainly hated this experience, knowing there was probably a bunch of people staring at him whenever he moved by them. He could only guess what they were thinking, but he knew it would had been negative considering the trial was probably still fresh in their memories. Just wanting to get fixed up as soon as possible, he got annoyed at Vegeta’s words pretty easily when all of the pressure made him pretty irritable, “I may want to do it…but that doesn’t make it the right thing to do!” he grunted, “I would just end up in a condition like this…over and over again…the only time getting anywhere being when I was fighting humans and civilian-aliens! That damn King…he managed to improve me…yet, why am I failing so much now…?” He was certainly going far out of his way to keep feeling active, especially since every quiet moment made him feel like he was slipping away. Letting out a fairly deep sigh, he frowned at the thought of eating again, especially when the question was being repeated to him time and time again, “Stop it with the fish…everyone wants me to eat fish…is this some sort of stereotype with you people…? Even if it is…technically true…”
Shu didn’t know what he was supposed to do about this showing deal, at least not without Takeshi’s help and that was going to probably take a while to get used to in a shower like this. He really didn’t know how any of it worked and to see T’charrl having trouble with it, but if Takeshi knew then maybe it will be okay and he’d be able to get the deep clean he needed. He didn’t know what the big deal was, he thought everyone got bugs in their hair at some point and this was just making Takeshi look a little paranoid about them. No matter, he would be able to get all nice and clean and get some food in the end. Staring at the shower for a moment, he let out a squeak when Takeshi came around, looking to him curiously before walking off towards the stall and going inside once Takeshi had given it a good check. This should be nice, he just hoped it wasn’t going to be too hot or cold, “I’m going to smell bad because I have a lot of hair and I smell when I’m wet”.
T’charrl really didn’t like that the flips were so sensitive, he just wanted to wash and to have them change so dramatically. Letting out a sigh, he very gently moved the right one, feeling the warmth shower over him somewhat dramatically in a relieving flow of calming water. It was certainly something he needed for himself and was quite happy to be getting a wash. He wasn’t a bug, if he was a bug he wouldn’t like getting water on him. Kaesstria had bugs, but when comparing his people to them they were very much different. They were more like parasites, so it wouldn’t be surprising if they had a few in their hair from his planet. His kind had evolved to be resistant to most of them, what with their thicker fur and harder skin. Letting out a sigh, he shook himself under the shower, feeling a lot calmer compared to before, “Hmmm this feels a lot better…” he sighed, unravelling the silken hold in his hair and rubbing it all down straight, “I do hope the others are okay, I mean…I haven’t heard anything from them yet”.
Viral was just fed up with himself and wanted it all over and done with, feeling completely drained and in constant pain. He was losing more blood than he was recovering all the time, it was just becoming sickening how weak he was and now he was completely broken. He probably could do with a blood transfusion, but with him being completely different to everyone else then it made everything a whole lot harder when it came to simple tasks involving health, “Standard procedure…and yet I can’t do it”, he spoke, sounding fed up, “Especially when this feels like…a regular thing…” He really needed to talk to Vegeta about this whole fighting thing, seeing as how he was completely useless at it. He would agree with him that it was a stupid idea, considering he was constantly needing to fix him up, “I’ve lost a lot of blood lately…just, why do you let me do this to myself…” Not feeling all too sure about his future, the moment Vegeta brought up eating just made him groan in return, especially when that part of his future wasn’t something he was looking forward to, “…Yumi asked if I should eat…and I’m still not sure how I’ll manage it…” he muttered, rolling his head slightly, “I’m such a coward, can’t even handle a little bit of food…”
T’charrl really didn’t like that the flips were so sensitive, he just wanted to wash and to have them change so dramatically. Letting out a sigh, he very gently moved the right one, feeling the warmth shower over him somewhat dramatically in a relieving flow of calming water. It was certainly something he needed for himself and was quite happy to be getting a wash. He wasn’t a bug, if he was a bug he wouldn’t like getting water on him. Kaesstria had bugs, but when comparing his people to them they were very much different. They were more like parasites, so it wouldn’t be surprising if they had a few in their hair from his planet. His kind had evolved to be resistant to most of them, what with their thicker fur and harder skin. Letting out a sigh, he shook himself under the shower, feeling a lot calmer compared to before, “Hmmm this feels a lot better…” he sighed, unravelling the silken hold in his hair and rubbing it all down straight, “I do hope the others are okay, I mean…I haven’t heard anything from them yet”.
Viral was just fed up with himself and wanted it all over and done with, feeling completely drained and in constant pain. He was losing more blood than he was recovering all the time, it was just becoming sickening how weak he was and now he was completely broken. He probably could do with a blood transfusion, but with him being completely different to everyone else then it made everything a whole lot harder when it came to simple tasks involving health, “Standard procedure…and yet I can’t do it”, he spoke, sounding fed up, “Especially when this feels like…a regular thing…” He really needed to talk to Vegeta about this whole fighting thing, seeing as how he was completely useless at it. He would agree with him that it was a stupid idea, considering he was constantly needing to fix him up, “I’ve lost a lot of blood lately…just, why do you let me do this to myself…” Not feeling all too sure about his future, the moment Vegeta brought up eating just made him groan in return, especially when that part of his future wasn’t something he was looking forward to, “…Yumi asked if I should eat…and I’m still not sure how I’ll manage it…” he muttered, rolling his head slightly, “I’m such a coward, can’t even handle a little bit of food…”
Shu wriggled around in the top, wondering what was going on with his top and just why he couldn’t get it off his head. Letting out an odd squeal, he giggled away as he wriggled around all before Takeshi pulled it off his head, tossing it casually to the side as Shu turned to face him. Giving him a little smile, he tilted his head before looking off towards the shirt, “Why would it do that? It seems silly”, he spoke, giving his head a quick shake after Takeshi ruffled his hair up, “I don’t wear shoes!” Getting on the floor and pulling off his trousers, he immediately got back up and ran around for a bit before stopping to take a look at T’charrl in the shower. It looked pretty complicated to him as well, staring at all the buttons, “Oooohhh, getting all wet and hot and wet and cold…it’s so weird still! How does it do that…?”
T’charrl was just guessing as he went along, especially considering their form of shower was a lot less technologically advance. His kind didn’t need to wash often, the dirt usually fell off by itself. It was somewhat pleasant and relaxing, if a bit cold. Looking out from behind the shower of water, he looked back to Takeshi when he explained the handles, his eyes going to them immediately, “Oh, uhh…just a little bit?” Staring at them, he gave the handle a little turn only to jump back as it suddenly got a lot colder, “Ah! What, which way??” he gasped, grabbing hold of the handle and turning it again only to end up jumping right out of the shower, shaking his wings. It was certainly pretty complicated, especially going from extreme temperatures in an instant. Making one last reach out for the handle, he flicked it lightly with his claw, being taken aback a bit for a moment before slowly going back into the water. That was a little better, maybe it was best to not alter it too much when he barely knew the difference between left and right with those things.
Viral just wanted to know where he was and who was around him, feeling awfully anxious when he couldn’t see the blurry images in front of him. For the time he was up and standing, he was certainly not enjoying being left on his own once Vegeta decided to go elsewhere. He could almost hear the mocking voices from the shadows of his enemies, just waiting for the moment where he’d keel over and end up being ‘accidentally’ kicked and stepped on by them. Growling a little, he tried to open his bruised eyes before he was suddenly grabbed by an unknown source, letting out a growl before knowing it was Vegeta. Walking along with him after a brief stumble, he slowly laid down before realising what Vegeta told him, “What…? A blood transfusion? With who??” he spoke up, still feeling pretty confused by his surroundings, “Who said I wanted to talk…ughhh, my vision…? Fine except for…blackness…and dizziness…I guess I have those…”
T’charrl was just guessing as he went along, especially considering their form of shower was a lot less technologically advance. His kind didn’t need to wash often, the dirt usually fell off by itself. It was somewhat pleasant and relaxing, if a bit cold. Looking out from behind the shower of water, he looked back to Takeshi when he explained the handles, his eyes going to them immediately, “Oh, uhh…just a little bit?” Staring at them, he gave the handle a little turn only to jump back as it suddenly got a lot colder, “Ah! What, which way??” he gasped, grabbing hold of the handle and turning it again only to end up jumping right out of the shower, shaking his wings. It was certainly pretty complicated, especially going from extreme temperatures in an instant. Making one last reach out for the handle, he flicked it lightly with his claw, being taken aback a bit for a moment before slowly going back into the water. That was a little better, maybe it was best to not alter it too much when he barely knew the difference between left and right with those things.
Viral just wanted to know where he was and who was around him, feeling awfully anxious when he couldn’t see the blurry images in front of him. For the time he was up and standing, he was certainly not enjoying being left on his own once Vegeta decided to go elsewhere. He could almost hear the mocking voices from the shadows of his enemies, just waiting for the moment where he’d keel over and end up being ‘accidentally’ kicked and stepped on by them. Growling a little, he tried to open his bruised eyes before he was suddenly grabbed by an unknown source, letting out a growl before knowing it was Vegeta. Walking along with him after a brief stumble, he slowly laid down before realising what Vegeta told him, “What…? A blood transfusion? With who??” he spoke up, still feeling pretty confused by his surroundings, “Who said I wanted to talk…ughhh, my vision…? Fine except for…blackness…and dizziness…I guess I have those…”
Shu stared at Takeshi a moment before giving a quick nod, bouncing slightly, “Okay! Clean and then food…clean and food!” he squeaked, pushing passed Takeshi as he moved on into the room. He was pretty happy to get washed now when food was now so close. He didn’t know if there was any spare clothes in the room, but he was fairly alright with going back in his old clothes. Watching as Takeshi got undressed to see how he managed, he looked down at himself before giving a smile, “I won’t! I won’t, since I’m going to get cleaned by the water…” he spoke, pulling at his clothes and trying to get them off in the same way only to get stuck halfway with his top, wriggling around a little before turning to Takeshi, “…I’m also stuck. Why is this so tight now?”
T’charrl was a little lost, giving a small smile at the banter Takeshi was giving Shu. It was all probably due to Takeshi freaking out over Shu eating little creatures, something he thought was pretty strange to bring up a fuss about. It certainly made him feel a little concerned, but he was probably just being paranoid. Since he didn’t have any clothing, he just moved on towards the showers. Giving them a good looking at, he did try and suss out how this worked, seeing the buttons. He figured out that the green was on and the red was off, but he didn’t really know what the cogs meant. Tilting his head a moment, he pressed the green button only to get blasted with water instantly from above as the showerhead, letting out a yelp in surprise. He didn’t expect it to come out instantly and at such a temperature, but it was certainly pleasing after a moment as he reached his head up and moved his snout closer to the source of the water.
Viral felt pretty light-headed, but of course being sat down for so long and in pain for so long it was only logical that his blood would move away from his injured head and towards the bigger source of pain which was his dead arm, making him feel pretty uncomfortable with standing. He needed to manage his balance, feeling pretty terrible and Vegeta sounding oddly far away, “Again…? I shouldn’t need one…at all”, he spoke, trying to resist the temptation to hold his head rather than hold his arm in place, “I haven’t felt capable since leaving the Saiyan’s control…” He was always either near paralysed or dying since being freed, even losing control of himself in the worst of ways. Slowly walking to the end of the ship, he kept his head low and his eyes almost closed the entire way as he just tried to figure out his way along. Coming to a stop at the end of the ship for a moment, he slowly eased his feet down onto the ground before letting out a sigh as Vegeta spoke. He didn’t want to agree with him, but he was definitely facing problems as his blood didn’t want to stay in his head; then again if it was going to his head, he’d probably have blood pouring into his brain, “…Well…I can’t see, how might you think that works out for me…right now…?”
T’charrl was a little lost, giving a small smile at the banter Takeshi was giving Shu. It was all probably due to Takeshi freaking out over Shu eating little creatures, something he thought was pretty strange to bring up a fuss about. It certainly made him feel a little concerned, but he was probably just being paranoid. Since he didn’t have any clothing, he just moved on towards the showers. Giving them a good looking at, he did try and suss out how this worked, seeing the buttons. He figured out that the green was on and the red was off, but he didn’t really know what the cogs meant. Tilting his head a moment, he pressed the green button only to get blasted with water instantly from above as the showerhead, letting out a yelp in surprise. He didn’t expect it to come out instantly and at such a temperature, but it was certainly pleasing after a moment as he reached his head up and moved his snout closer to the source of the water.
Viral felt pretty light-headed, but of course being sat down for so long and in pain for so long it was only logical that his blood would move away from his injured head and towards the bigger source of pain which was his dead arm, making him feel pretty uncomfortable with standing. He needed to manage his balance, feeling pretty terrible and Vegeta sounding oddly far away, “Again…? I shouldn’t need one…at all”, he spoke, trying to resist the temptation to hold his head rather than hold his arm in place, “I haven’t felt capable since leaving the Saiyan’s control…” He was always either near paralysed or dying since being freed, even losing control of himself in the worst of ways. Slowly walking to the end of the ship, he kept his head low and his eyes almost closed the entire way as he just tried to figure out his way along. Coming to a stop at the end of the ship for a moment, he slowly eased his feet down onto the ground before letting out a sigh as Vegeta spoke. He didn’t want to agree with him, but he was definitely facing problems as his blood didn’t want to stay in his head; then again if it was going to his head, he’d probably have blood pouring into his brain, “…Well…I can’t see, how might you think that works out for me…right now…?”
Shu was fairly anticipating having some food, he would had just gone straight for the food and skipped washing up. He wasn’t too fussed about washing, but it was often pretty fun when he was with Takeshi. Washing was all fun with him, but eating was all about feeling full and not having that funny feeling in his stomach. Giving his stomach a rub as he walked along, he gave Takeshi a quick look, giving him a smile, “That will be nice!” he squeaked, pulling at his clothes, “I hope they’re going to be okay because I don’t want them to be eaten because that would be bad thoughts and I would be sad. I don’t want to feel sad…” He really didn’t know what he was supposed to feel right now, he could feel worried or he could feel glad that they were probably all gone now, but he was also feeling hungry and fair excited to be getting on with the future.
T’charrl felt like he was just embarrassing himself now, his cluelessness over other races and how species functioned made him probably look pretty stupid, especially when the races had certain characteristics about them that they mostly had in common with each other. Frowning a little, he glanced at Takeshi and nodded a little, “Yeah, we use ours for drinking as well as taste and, uhh…I-I guess that’s like your moths”, he spoke, letting out a sigh, “I really am just a big bug, huh…? Huh…” First his voice was a problem for others, now he was going to be well aware people probably saw him as a big bug. Giving his tongue a quick brush in a short burst of embarrassment over it, he stopped when Takeshi suddenly did and stared down at him, tilting his head before looking into the room, “Uhhh, I could make you some if there’s none? Or is that a little weird too…” he sighed, rubbing his hands together, “There should be some in there if they’re expecting lots of soldiers to use this place, right? I don’t even have clothes anymore”.
Viral didn’t fully believe it, but he definitely didn’t know if he was telling the truth. It was pretty hard to understand them, it was so easy for a human to lie. They surely wouldn’t want him to distrust them by telling him the truth, but then again it was already pretty difficult to do that when he already suspected that they were lying to him about how patient they were being with him. Keeping his eyes off Vegeta, he sighed a little, “I’m not sure how it is not my fault when I can’t even keep the damn voices out my head or ignore the memories of the past. And I wouldn’t think you’d be fed up with me when I’m more like a bloody project for you”. He was certainly not feeling the pep talk going on here, but that was just typical for him. He couldn’t even understand why he couldn’t take in the positivity, everything they said was just littered with a negative thought and memory behind it to boot. Feeling fed up with himself, he looked up at Vegeta before down again, slowly trying to get to his feet with Vegeta’s help, “Great…my old self. I can’t…wait…” he mumbled, feeling dizzy the moment he got on his feet. Shifting in his steps, he let out a groan as he nearly fell back into his chair if it wasn’t for Vegeta, “Ughhh…why do you let me do this to myself…”
T’charrl felt like he was just embarrassing himself now, his cluelessness over other races and how species functioned made him probably look pretty stupid, especially when the races had certain characteristics about them that they mostly had in common with each other. Frowning a little, he glanced at Takeshi and nodded a little, “Yeah, we use ours for drinking as well as taste and, uhh…I-I guess that’s like your moths”, he spoke, letting out a sigh, “I really am just a big bug, huh…? Huh…” First his voice was a problem for others, now he was going to be well aware people probably saw him as a big bug. Giving his tongue a quick brush in a short burst of embarrassment over it, he stopped when Takeshi suddenly did and stared down at him, tilting his head before looking into the room, “Uhhh, I could make you some if there’s none? Or is that a little weird too…” he sighed, rubbing his hands together, “There should be some in there if they’re expecting lots of soldiers to use this place, right? I don’t even have clothes anymore”.
Viral didn’t fully believe it, but he definitely didn’t know if he was telling the truth. It was pretty hard to understand them, it was so easy for a human to lie. They surely wouldn’t want him to distrust them by telling him the truth, but then again it was already pretty difficult to do that when he already suspected that they were lying to him about how patient they were being with him. Keeping his eyes off Vegeta, he sighed a little, “I’m not sure how it is not my fault when I can’t even keep the damn voices out my head or ignore the memories of the past. And I wouldn’t think you’d be fed up with me when I’m more like a bloody project for you”. He was certainly not feeling the pep talk going on here, but that was just typical for him. He couldn’t even understand why he couldn’t take in the positivity, everything they said was just littered with a negative thought and memory behind it to boot. Feeling fed up with himself, he looked up at Vegeta before down again, slowly trying to get to his feet with Vegeta’s help, “Great…my old self. I can’t…wait…” he mumbled, feeling dizzy the moment he got on his feet. Shifting in his steps, he let out a groan as he nearly fell back into his chair if it wasn’t for Vegeta, “Ughhh…why do you let me do this to myself…”
Shu was a little confused with what Takeshi meant, tilting his head a little at his words when he already mentioned that they stole before. While he had gone through most of his life relying on stealing to get his dinner so that he didn’t starve as did the rest of his clan, but when he was taken in by the older people he did get taught not to steal. He was willing to learn about how people managed to survive and how they didn’t steal to survive, but instead worked to get their food, “I don’t know about never”, he spoke, pressing his fingers together before giving a cheeky smile, “I’m not naughty, though! Sometimes, especially when I am with you”. He wasn’t going to talk about his past much, he felt he had spent enough time talking about it in the past even when that was for a little time only. Frowning a little when Takeshi dismissed the idea of there being more monsters, he let out a sigh and looked around as he walked, “But those monsters are scary and they could get really mad and attack them”, he spoke, frowning a little, “But if you think they won’t, then maybe it’s okay…?”
T’charrl looked to Shu, feeling about the same. He was worried that the monsters would get aggressive and kill the citizens outright. Trying to trust Takeshi’s word that they would just disappear, he frowned when he seemed a little disgusted by his odd habits. He didn’t mean to dust all over the place, it was just a reaction his kind got in new environments or was in danger. Wiping down his fur a little, he tapped the scouter a little as he thought about what they’d do if they came across a water world before he let out a sigh, “I guess good thing my kind float in water”, he spoke, but quickly looked to Takeshi again, “Uhhh, i-it’s the wings; otherwise, we’re pretty waterproof…” He was probably just confusing them at this point, especially considering he was going for a shower and saying he was waterproof. Letting out a sigh, he hunched a little more as he walked before giving a smile, “I can’t wait for the lessons, your language is pretty fascinating when I don’t have the scouter on…I’ll need to learn how to use my tongue for vocalising! It’s so fascinating…is that what yours are for? Tasting and talking? So strange…no wonder they’re short and flat…”
Viral was getting annoyed now, Vegeta did just not believe anything he was saying as most likely something normal, “She’s probably just at the end of her rope, not think about it that way?” he asked him only to groan, “Everyone’s fed up with me, I know you’re all fed up with me and I’m aware that you are all getting annoyed with me and my problems, but at least she expresses it unlike everyone else”. He didn’t understand why she was angry at him actually acknowledging he was of no use in battle anymore, she practically told him pretty plainly that he wasn’t useful when she shoved his arm back in hastily. He found it hard to see how he wasn’t the source of the problem Yumi was going through either, the fact that they had captured her with the intent to alter her into something like him. He could tell she feared it, making her feel depressed over everything to do with being a Beastman and while he told her otherwise, she could only accept it as reality. Feeling fed up, he looked to him slowly, “Patched up again and again and again, huh? Soon there will be nothing to patch up”, he spoke, pressing his feet against the ground and leaning forward a little as if trying to get up, “…It’s not that I can’t…or need a hand…it just might take a while…”
T’charrl looked to Shu, feeling about the same. He was worried that the monsters would get aggressive and kill the citizens outright. Trying to trust Takeshi’s word that they would just disappear, he frowned when he seemed a little disgusted by his odd habits. He didn’t mean to dust all over the place, it was just a reaction his kind got in new environments or was in danger. Wiping down his fur a little, he tapped the scouter a little as he thought about what they’d do if they came across a water world before he let out a sigh, “I guess good thing my kind float in water”, he spoke, but quickly looked to Takeshi again, “Uhhh, i-it’s the wings; otherwise, we’re pretty waterproof…” He was probably just confusing them at this point, especially considering he was going for a shower and saying he was waterproof. Letting out a sigh, he hunched a little more as he walked before giving a smile, “I can’t wait for the lessons, your language is pretty fascinating when I don’t have the scouter on…I’ll need to learn how to use my tongue for vocalising! It’s so fascinating…is that what yours are for? Tasting and talking? So strange…no wonder they’re short and flat…”
Viral was getting annoyed now, Vegeta did just not believe anything he was saying as most likely something normal, “She’s probably just at the end of her rope, not think about it that way?” he asked him only to groan, “Everyone’s fed up with me, I know you’re all fed up with me and I’m aware that you are all getting annoyed with me and my problems, but at least she expresses it unlike everyone else”. He didn’t understand why she was angry at him actually acknowledging he was of no use in battle anymore, she practically told him pretty plainly that he wasn’t useful when she shoved his arm back in hastily. He found it hard to see how he wasn’t the source of the problem Yumi was going through either, the fact that they had captured her with the intent to alter her into something like him. He could tell she feared it, making her feel depressed over everything to do with being a Beastman and while he told her otherwise, she could only accept it as reality. Feeling fed up, he looked to him slowly, “Patched up again and again and again, huh? Soon there will be nothing to patch up”, he spoke, pressing his feet against the ground and leaning forward a little as if trying to get up, “…It’s not that I can’t…or need a hand…it just might take a while…”
Shu always had a hard time understanding the whole grown up talk thing when it came to Takeshi, even if it was a pretty simple language he was using. He just didn’t know much about the language except for the basics when it all came down to it, having not learned how to talk in a great level of detail in the few years he had been speaking the language now. Tilting his head a little at his brother, he smiled again and bounced, “Yeah! Yeah! But I don’t want to take all their food”, he spoke quickly, giving his head a shake, “I don’t want to steal…stealing is bad! I learned that before, that taking something someone doesn’t want you to take is a bad thing”. While he did like eating meat and anything else that might end up in front of him, fruit was still his most favourite and preferred out of everything else. He was pretty happy with that, but even more so with fruit.
T’charrl didn’t expect a creature like that to be greatly powerful, but when the natives considered it a god it must had been a little bit out of the ordinary when it came to overall strength. Smiling a little, he gave a quick nod, “That’s certainly…something”, he spoke, not quite sure what to make of having to blow it up as opposed to having it being dead, “Certainly so long as it’s dead it should be fine now for the citizens, but certainly hoping it doesn’t have anymore minions running around”. He was a little worried that they were missing out on taking out some more of those creatures, but hopefully with the big one gone all the others should disappear along with it considering the one they killed vanished too. Watching as Takeshi decided to go back to the ship, he watched as Shu followed along too until he was given the offer to come along as well. He could really use some food, he was pretty nervous still while a wash might be nice, “Oh uhhh, sure! I’ve been dusting a lot lately”, he spoke, giving a little nervous laugh as he moved after the pair, “I doubt these devices work with water…right? Or do they? I don’t want to end up breaking it just because I want to talk and understand everything”.
Despite the fact that Viral was sitting upright, he had no idea whether he could get out of the chair without his arm falling out or fainting now that his head was really swimming. He figured he had a cracked skull at most with torn muscles being the least worrying thing, injuries he would heal from eventually but a pain when he was not being fuelled by food and solar power to heal it up properly. He was worried about looking pathetic if he tried to stand up and end up falling down again on his face. Letting out a huff at his words, he shifted himself slightly away, “She’s done it before! She’s not fought with me since leaving Earth and probably picked up that attitude from other humans”, he spoke, looking elsewhere, “Maybe even picking something out from my genes. Hmph…what else have I ruined since being captured…” Feeling pretty angry, he let out a sigh and looked down at his arm, not all too fussed with Vegeta’s decision, “Whatever, you do that. She probably went to her room or to where ever that twin she likes is…I don’t care”.
T’charrl didn’t expect a creature like that to be greatly powerful, but when the natives considered it a god it must had been a little bit out of the ordinary when it came to overall strength. Smiling a little, he gave a quick nod, “That’s certainly…something”, he spoke, not quite sure what to make of having to blow it up as opposed to having it being dead, “Certainly so long as it’s dead it should be fine now for the citizens, but certainly hoping it doesn’t have anymore minions running around”. He was a little worried that they were missing out on taking out some more of those creatures, but hopefully with the big one gone all the others should disappear along with it considering the one they killed vanished too. Watching as Takeshi decided to go back to the ship, he watched as Shu followed along too until he was given the offer to come along as well. He could really use some food, he was pretty nervous still while a wash might be nice, “Oh uhhh, sure! I’ve been dusting a lot lately”, he spoke, giving a little nervous laugh as he moved after the pair, “I doubt these devices work with water…right? Or do they? I don’t want to end up breaking it just because I want to talk and understand everything”.
Despite the fact that Viral was sitting upright, he had no idea whether he could get out of the chair without his arm falling out or fainting now that his head was really swimming. He figured he had a cracked skull at most with torn muscles being the least worrying thing, injuries he would heal from eventually but a pain when he was not being fuelled by food and solar power to heal it up properly. He was worried about looking pathetic if he tried to stand up and end up falling down again on his face. Letting out a huff at his words, he shifted himself slightly away, “She’s done it before! She’s not fought with me since leaving Earth and probably picked up that attitude from other humans”, he spoke, looking elsewhere, “Maybe even picking something out from my genes. Hmph…what else have I ruined since being captured…” Feeling pretty angry, he let out a sigh and looked down at his arm, not all too fussed with Vegeta’s decision, “Whatever, you do that. She probably went to her room or to where ever that twin she likes is…I don’t care”.
Shu bounced a little bit when Takeshi poked him, giving his side a quick scratch as if it visibly displaying how much it triggered a nerve with him. If soap didn’t clean your insides, then he had no idea why it was nice and smelly. Staring up at Takeshi with curious eyes, he smiled away at him before letting out a sigh, “I gueeeessss…I don’t want to spoil my appetite! That means I am not going to be hungry, right?” he asked him, giving his head a quick scratch, “I really really want fruit! I miss fruit already, do you think they’ll have fruit on here? Where might we find fruit? This planet has fruit, sort of!” Squeaking pretty happily, he soon noticed T’charrl had come along and greeted them again, looking still complete as usual. He was a little worried, T’charrl had told him a few times his worry over being left alone, but at least Leto had kept him company.
T’charrl wasn’t sure why, but he was fair happy to be back with them and able to talk to them again after all that. He was usually fine with business, at least in practice; however, being all by himself and without his mother or father to guide him through it. Giving them a little smile, he looked to Shu when he let out a happy squeal at Takeshi’s strangely aggressive show of affection, “Huh? Uhhh, that’s really something…but I thought the other two killed it and you were picking them up?” he asked, feeling a little confused, “Guess it was just resting, huh?” Frowning a little when Takeshi’s expression strained somewhat, his antennae twitched a little at the description of Leto, “Uhhh, maybe it’s a…cultural thing”, he sighed, feeling a little confused, “Maybe he really loves his job…uhhh, I also saw the Commander and uhhh, his Lieutenant. They seemed like nice people, a little strange, but nice…and they offered to protect my planet! Isn’t that nice of them?”
Viral could never really handle holding up his attitude against Vegeta, even when the boy had denounced his ‘Master’ title. It wasn’t exactly easy to give up, he had treated him like his creator ever since he released him and giving up that sort of relationship was hardly easy; however, he was fairly upset and confused which wasn’t a very good combination for a feline-shark Beastman. Letting out a sigh, he narrowed his eyes a little at Vegeta before looking away again, shifting his lets to the side. The fact that they don’t believe in Yumi’s strength actually annoyed him, but what was even more annoying was he was the only one that witnessed it at least until and during his loss of consciousness, “All I managed was giving it a few cuts, a few burns before it slapped me right out of the air!” he snapped before letting out a groaning sigh, “I woke up and it was completely battered…and Yumi completely aggressive”. Just feeling annoyed over how she treated him, he gave him a quick look at the mention of his injuries, “…I hit the ground pretty hard and dislocated my shoulder pretty bad…and Yumi shoved it back in pretty badly. My nerves have been displaced and my muscles are torn apart. I can’t tell whether she meant it or not with how angry she was at how useless I was…”
T’charrl wasn’t sure why, but he was fair happy to be back with them and able to talk to them again after all that. He was usually fine with business, at least in practice; however, being all by himself and without his mother or father to guide him through it. Giving them a little smile, he looked to Shu when he let out a happy squeal at Takeshi’s strangely aggressive show of affection, “Huh? Uhhh, that’s really something…but I thought the other two killed it and you were picking them up?” he asked, feeling a little confused, “Guess it was just resting, huh?” Frowning a little when Takeshi’s expression strained somewhat, his antennae twitched a little at the description of Leto, “Uhhh, maybe it’s a…cultural thing”, he sighed, feeling a little confused, “Maybe he really loves his job…uhhh, I also saw the Commander and uhhh, his Lieutenant. They seemed like nice people, a little strange, but nice…and they offered to protect my planet! Isn’t that nice of them?”
Viral could never really handle holding up his attitude against Vegeta, even when the boy had denounced his ‘Master’ title. It wasn’t exactly easy to give up, he had treated him like his creator ever since he released him and giving up that sort of relationship was hardly easy; however, he was fairly upset and confused which wasn’t a very good combination for a feline-shark Beastman. Letting out a sigh, he narrowed his eyes a little at Vegeta before looking away again, shifting his lets to the side. The fact that they don’t believe in Yumi’s strength actually annoyed him, but what was even more annoying was he was the only one that witnessed it at least until and during his loss of consciousness, “All I managed was giving it a few cuts, a few burns before it slapped me right out of the air!” he snapped before letting out a groaning sigh, “I woke up and it was completely battered…and Yumi completely aggressive”. Just feeling annoyed over how she treated him, he gave him a quick look at the mention of his injuries, “…I hit the ground pretty hard and dislocated my shoulder pretty bad…and Yumi shoved it back in pretty badly. My nerves have been displaced and my muscles are torn apart. I can’t tell whether she meant it or not with how angry she was at how useless I was…”
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