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George Nott Jr.
"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "The small collection of them, perhaps seventy at most, passed around more emotions that a bride on her wedding day. Children bubbled loudly with excitement and joy, apprehension and fear, anxiety and annoyance. It would rub off on them all before they passed out of the entrance hall they stood in. The ceiling and rooms he could see were all bigger than he expected, vast heights stretching far beyond what he'd expected or pictured in his mind. He'd pictured something as grand as the Locksley manor they'd visited nearly every summer for the first few years after his father had been escorted off to Azkaban. Whilst George's mind sped back towards the one thing he was afraid of, his stomach knotted and twisted. So far no one seemed to care.. Had everyone forgotten? He assumed so. Glancing around, George looked over the faces of the students nearby, all of which had paired up at least with another person, looking about and babbling amoung themselves. Thankfully, the witch and teacher pulled them all from their daydreams.\n\nGeorge stumbled behind Sadie and their new friend, although it was someone George hadn't spoken to yet. He would relax once he knew where he was going. He'd heard far too many 'complimentary' remarks from family during his years before Hogwarts. The last thing he needed was to grow up the polar opposite to his brother, who seemed so intent on hiding in the dark, pouring over text books laced with markings and runes he'd never seen before. However, despite his brother's rather strange personality and tendencies, the boy was Ravenclaw, it didn't matter what happened to him now. No one would assume he'd turn into the same murderer their father had been or perhaps still was.\n\nThe group soon pushed forwards towards the two large doors, opening and pushing them into a hall bigger than he'd ever imagined. Taller ceilings and a huge open and amazing sight above him. He'd never seen an enchanted ceiling before. Enchanted fires were commonplace, his own living room was enchanted, just to make the fire a brighter orange. Yet the Hogwarts ceiling seemed other worldly. It was so vivid, more so than the sky he'd ever seen in London. Most of that was clouds and even in the hills in Devon, he'd seen nothing compared to the sky that lingered within their own school; home would be a better word here. George turned his eyes down to look down at Sadie and Seine. He was more interested to see the reaction of his muggleborn friend, how she'd been so thrilled at Exploding Snap earlier. He smiled a little and stopped beside her, taking a brief second to look around the room once more. He couldn't see his brother straight away, although he gathered he'd be sat before the table clothed in blue and silver.\n\nIt was when the famous Sorting Hat began to sing and read the poetry his brother told him it spent all year writing that George turned his eyes back to the front. So long as he wasn't wearing Green for the next seven years, he was happy.\n\n*Oh you may not think I'm pretty,\nBut don't judge on what you see,\nI'll eat myself if you can find\nA smarter hat than me.\n\nYou can keep your bowlers black,\nYour top hats sleek and tall,\nFor I'm the Hogwarts Sorting Hat\nAnd I can cap them all.\n\nThere's nothing hidden in your head\nThe Sorting Hat can't see,\nSo try me on and I will tell you\nWhere you ought to be.\n\nYou might belong in Gryffindor,\nWhere dwell the brave at heart,\nTheir daring, nerve, and chivalry\nSet Gryffindors apart;\n\nYou might belong in Hufflepuff,\nWhere they are just and loyal,\nThose patient Hufflepuffs are true\nAnd unafraid of toil;\n\nOr yet in wise old Ravenclaw,\nif you've a ready mind,\nWhere those of wit and learning,\nWill always find their kind;\n\nOr perhaps in Slytherin\nYou'll make your real friends,\nThose cunning folks use any means\nTo achieve their ends.\n\nSo put me on! Don't be afraid!\nAnd don't get in a flap!\nYou're in safe hands (though I have none)\nFor I'm a Thinking Cap!*\n\nGeorge smiled again, glancing around and making a half-arse attempt at clapping. He gave a short laugh at Sadie and nodded.\n\"It's the Sorting Hat-\" He paused as the first name was called, flinching as he seemed to imagine himself up first. \"-You'll see.\" He finished, turning his eyes and stomach twisting anxiety at the thing that would so quickly decide and know his fate long before he did. In the sudden change in emotions, George balled his fists and wrapped his robe sleeves into a ball. He needed to look calm, and like he knew what he was doing, like he wasn't scared. One by one, he forced himself to watch the students before him. Watching them each bounce off towards the houses he sometimes guessed correctly and sometimes didn't. The first Slytherin to be chosen was a girl he thought he recognized. He'd seen her one Christmas and no doubt it would turn out she'd be a relative closer than he expected. His mind turned to wonder at exactly how many people he was related to within the room. All Purebloods were connected somewhere and most witches and wizards tried so hard not to think of the implications and just carry on with their lives.\n\nGeorge pulled himself out from his out head once again and turned to Sadie as she took a second to realize it was herself whose name was next. George had pictured Hufflepuff for his friend, at least he assumed, from simple conversation that she wasn't going to be Slytherin or Ravenclaw. Those students were clever and unique upon appearance and conversation. He turned to Seine and back up to Sadie, watching her as carefully as he would watch himself. She was up there for seconds despite how slowly time seemed to pass. George passed one of the several lumps in his throat and watched as the hat boomed across the Great Hall.\n\"GRYFINDOR.\" George smiled and watched as she bounded over to the table like a small child at Christmas. He was jealous of course, he'd long to be already sat down. His eyes pulled back forwards, watching the remaining students names reel off the parchment as if with ease. Some students were sorted in seconds, others it took a moment. The event seemed to pass quickly but as the letters counted down, George felt his body shrink and cower.\n\nHe felt the boy by his side disappear off and sit under the hat, leaving him alone and very much afraid. He pulled on his robes again, hearing another booming 'GRYFINDOR' pass by his ears. His stomach leapt and his brain told him to run, his entire body acted as if the whole situation around him was life threatening. He was going to die. Yet it was in a moment that his brain kicked in.*No... Why does it matter? It's seven years... Seven years and we'll be out and free to do whatever it is that grown wizards do.*George forced himself to let go of his robes and watched as the letters counted down once more. He knew they were perched in N and for some reason there were plenty of them.\n\n\"Nott, George.\" The witch chimed, looking about and spotting one of the remaining ten students haphazardly step forwards. George's feet felt like lead, think and heavy. Yet with a grim bout of determination, the boy forced himself up the steps and lowered himself onto the stool. He was greatful for it's size. He needed to look like he wasn't afraid, like he wasn't weak... So long as he didn't see everyone looking. George sat quietly, waiting. It felt like a year when the voice finally began to speak so vividly in his head.\n\n*You've ambition like your brother, quite a lot more than him.*The hat paused leaving George to force himself to keep calm again, despite the damp on his palms.*You're brave yet your already afraid.*The hat continued, reading off a list of things George knew about himself didn't, reading his mind better than he could himself. He tensed up on some words and felt his face lose all colour half way through. He may have been sat there for no longer than twenty seconds, no way near the longest of the day.*Fear is not a weakness, and strength isn't an assest. I told your father that years ago. You share a lot, you should be proud.*George turned his head down, hiding his face and shame from the room ahead. The Hat seemed to lift his head up a second later, testing him in one final aspect. He looked his own eyes from the ground and looked over at the table he feared most. The Hat paused a second longer and shouted finally.\n\"GRYFINDOR.\"\n\nGeorge gave a short and obvious sigh of relief, caught by his brother a table across from his own. He had been sat on the stool not even for a minute, he felt as if time had stopped. He made a break for the table cheering and dropped in a space besides Sadie, his heart racing and his legs like jelly. He was thankful for the privacy of those conversations, they were private and personal.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie had held her breath the whole time George sat beneath the silent hat. He'd been so nice to her, and she hoped against hope that he would be sorted into Gryffindor. Perhaps, somehow, her desperate prayers had worked, because not a moment later the hat had shouted _Gryffindor_! She applauded brightly, grinning as Seine stuck two fingers in his mouth and gave a piercing whistle.\n\n\nSadie noticed, however, that not everyone was as excited as they were. Brennan looked especially grumpy, and even the crazy pretty Xia He seemed... a little hesitant. Still, she plastered on a smile and applauded as the pale blonde boy approached. Others were less polite. Sadie wasn't sure what to make of all this. \n\nScooting over so George could sit, she clapped him on the back happily. \n\n\"Yay! We're all together!\" She cheered, entirely too excited. But she'd been so terrified for so long that she'd come to Hogwarts and would be all alone. She'd had friends at school in Swindon, but they never came round the house to visit. And now she was here, and everything seemed to be better. \n\n\n\"Welcome to Gryffindor,\" Xia He smiled.\n\nRames, Hector became a Ravenclaw to thunderous applause, and Rames, Cassandra to Slytherin. Sadie eyed the dwindling crowd with interest, bouncing in her seat.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George was grateful for the house he'd been sorted into. After all, he'd been terrified completely by the prospect of becoming the manic murderer his criminal Dad seemed to have been. He wondered exactly what his dad would make of all this, how he'd react at knowing neither of his son's were following in his footsteps. George grinned back at Sadie and dropped down next to her and their other friend Seine. At least now he could relax, let himself go a little and become himself again. He adjusted his robes so he could sit down comfortably, blissfully unaware of what had been a less than warm welcome. It didn't matter anymore. He had friends, one's he'd spend the next seven years with. He turned to watch the remaining crowd, the last nine being passed towards the other tables with ease. He wondered how many of them were like him. Blue eyes turned about the rest of the room, wondering how many more in the room were the same. He avoided making eye contact with Brennan after earlier and switched back to looking towards the front. He watched the last student step carefully towards the front of the room, sitting gently on the stool. They seemed quiet, a little shy and not at all there. Regardless, off to Slytherin they went. The whole table cheering simply out of habit. George let his mind wonder a little before resurfacing when an older looking women took to the front. Her robes were an old pattern, shining and almost silk like. They were a mixture of green and black, clinging to an older frame. Her hair was pulled back tight on her head and knotted into a small bun. Whoever she was, the whole room was silent upon her standing. "Welcome everyone to Hogwarts School. For some of you, it's your first day and for some others, it's your last year. The rest of you have time here to truly become brilliant." She looked about the room, a strange grace to her that George couldn't put his finger on. "To new students and old, remember the Forest is out of bounds, as always. Let us all have a wonderful year." She clapped with a smile and the world infront of them burst into life. Bright colours of food exploded before their eyes. Roasted, boiled, fried, chopped and diced. It was all laid out beautifully. George turned to Sadie wanting to see her reaction, laughing to himself already.
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George Nott Jr.
"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Sadie had held her breath the whole time George sat beneath the silent hat. He'd been so nice to her, and she hoped against hope that he would be sorted into Gryffindor. Perhaps, somehow, her desperate prayers had worked, because not a moment later the hat had shouted _Gryffindor_! She applauded brightly, grinning as Seine stuck two fingers in his mouth and gave a piercing whistle.\n\n\nSadie noticed, however, that not everyone was as excited as they were. Brennan looked especially grumpy, and even the crazy pretty Xia He seemed... a little hesitant. Still, she plastered on a smile and applauded as the pale blonde boy approached. Others were less polite. Sadie wasn't sure what to make of all this. \n\nScooting over so George could sit, she clapped him on the back happily. \n\n\"Yay! We're all together!\" She cheered, entirely too excited. But she'd been so terrified for so long that she'd come to Hogwarts and would be all alone. She'd had friends at school in Swindon, but they never came round the house to visit. And now she was here, and everything seemed to be better. \n\n\n\"Welcome to Gryffindor,\" Xia He smiled.\n\nRames, Hector became a Ravenclaw to thunderous applause, and Rames, Cassandra to Slytherin. Sadie eyed the dwindling crowd with interest, bouncing in her seat.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George was grateful for the house he'd been sorted into. After all, he'd been terrified completely by the prospect of becoming the manic murderer his criminal Dad seemed to have been. He wondered exactly what his dad would make of all this, how he'd react at knowing neither of his son's were following in his footsteps. George grinned back at Sadie and dropped down next to her and their other friend Seine. At least now he could relax, let himself go a little and become himself again. He adjusted his robes so he could sit down comfortably, blissfully unaware of what had been a less than warm welcome. It didn't matter anymore. He had friends, one's he'd spend the next seven years with. \n\nHe turned to watch the remaining crowd, the last nine being passed towards the other tables with ease. He wondered how many of them were like him. Blue eyes turned about the rest of the room, wondering how many more in the room were the same. He avoided making eye contact with Brennan after earlier and switched back to looking towards the front. He watched the last student step carefully towards the front of the room, sitting gently on the stool. They seemed quiet, a little shy and not at all there. Regardless, off to Slytherin they went. The whole table cheering simply out of habit. George let his mind wonder a little before resurfacing when an older looking women took to the front.\n\nHer robes were an old pattern, shining and almost silk like. They were a mixture of green and black, clinging to an older frame. Her hair was pulled back tight on her head and knotted into a small bun. Whoever she was, the whole room was silent upon her standing. \n\"Welcome everyone to Hogwarts School. For some of you, it's your first day and for some others, it's your last year. The rest of you have time here to truly become brilliant.\" She looked about the room, a strange grace to her that George couldn't put his finger on. \"To new students and old, remember the Forest is out of bounds, as always. Let us all have a wonderful year.\" She clapped with a smile and the world infront of them burst into life. Bright colours of food exploded before their eyes. Roasted, boiled, fried, chopped and diced. It was all laid out beautifully. George turned to Sadie wanting to see her reaction, laughing to himself already.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "\"Oh! That's her,\" she whispered to George and Seine, bouncing excitedly, ignoring the sharp look her brother gave her. Xia He looked amused, and Sadie blushed, dropping her voice lower as she leaned in. \"She's the one who came to our house when we got our letters!\"\n\n\nAs frustrating as she had found being told to 'wait and see' all those years ago, she remembered the wonder she'd felt when the woman had transformed into a cat to prove her point. She'd returned in July and Sadie had pinned the severe looking woman in a tight hug. Professor McGonagall had looked rather displeased by that.\n\n\nShe fell silent for her speech, listening with interest. Suddenly, she had clapped and the whole room lit up with food and Sadie could only stare. She couldn't even fathom how much food this was, had never seen… this was incredible. She gasped, looked to Brennan, but he was already piling food onto his plate. He'd never told her about this. Sadie smiled as Seine passed her a large dish of potatoes, scooping a healthy portion.\n\nThere wasn't a lot of food at home—it wasn't her parent's fault, just sometimes things were tight and they had to make do with what they had. She snuck another glance at Brennan who was chatting with Amos, smirking about something or other. She looked to Seine and George, grinning brightly.\n\n\"This is amazing! How does this even happen?\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George laughed and passed a grin towards his two friends. \n\"My brother says it's House Elves, though I don't know how many.\" George commented, helping himself to some of the various and amazing meals in front of him. It was certainly a feast, with everything they could ever have imagined. It was more amazing than he'd imagined and it was all only just beginning. Their lives were changing now and no matter what, they weren't going to go back. George stood lightly, scooping a ladle full of soup from the cauldron to his left. He'd probably be sharing a dormitory with Seine, which he was grateful for. The last thing he needed was to be alone. Of course, he'd make friends in time, but there was no way that they'd all be friends in one night.\n\nGeorge began to took into his meal, a small bowl of onion and pepper soup with a bread crust to go with it. He was a small lad, destined for height like his brother but thin and a little lanky. However, it was the way they'd been raised. \n\"What do your parents do?\" George asked Seine, now having relaxed enough to come out of his shell and speak to the lad properly. \"Sadie's work on a farm, I wondered what your parents did for a living?\" He scooped up a spoonful and eat it quietly, looking between his two friends and outright refusing to look up the table. \n\nHe wondered what Quidditch was going to be like after earlier that afternoon. His brother wasn't the type to hate, too much but what he'd seen seemed almost a grudge. It would be brutal between the two of them. His own brother was a chaser, having speed over strength. He couldn't remember what Brennan played but he guessed it was either Keeper or Beater. He had the build for both.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "\"House elves?\" Sadie asked, taking a bite of her potatoes. Oh god, these were _divine_. This was already the best place in the world. She was going to get so fat here and she didn't even care. This was exquisite. There should have been choirs of angels celebrating this meal. Huh. Sadie hadn't thought about it, but she wondered if there would be church. She'd attended Catholic school in Swindon, but the books list hadn't mentioned a bible. Were wizards religious? She couldn't imagine Sister Maribelle being particularly on board with witchcraft. She filed that question away for later. \n\n\nIt was loud, and Sadie had to lean in to better hear George talking to Seine. She grinned, looking over in curiosity. Seine held up a dark finger, busy working on a massive chunk of bread, before finally swallowing. \n\n\n\n\"My dad has a show on the WWN, sometimes he writes columns for the Prophet. My mum's a Healer at Mungos.\" He must have caught Sadie's confused look, because he chuckled and elaborated, \"Wizarding Wireless Network is radio, St. Mungos is a hospital in London.\"\n\n\n\"Gotcha!\" Sadie chirped, then paused. \"So Healer's are like… Doctors?\"\n\n\n\"Yeah, I guess? My mum doesn't cut anyone up or anything, but I think it's the same thing.\"\n\n\nSadie felt a little overwhelmed—there was so much to learn and to know and it seemed like she'd never figure everything out. She looked at the pitcher of juice Xia He was pouring a little suspiciously. \n\n\n\"It's pumpkin juice,\" the pretty prefect smiled, \"I promise, it's good.\"\n\n\n\"Weird,\" Sadie shrugged, thanking the older girl as she poured her a goblet and sniffing it hesitantly. It tasted a bit strange, but not unpleasant. She looked down the table and boggled at the sight of something… someone rather transparent near the far end of the table. She looked at Brennan in alarm, who finally made eye contact with her and followed her pointed look.\n\n\"That's Nearly Headless Nick,\" he remarked gruffly, \"Don't stare, Sades. It's rude.\"\n\n\"Is he…what…\"\n\n\"He's a ghost. Relax.\"\n\nSadie shot him a sharp look. Relax? _Ghosts_ were real? She obeyed his request not to stare, but she peeked a few glances, gasping as the ghost tilted his head off his neck almost completely… Sadie winced and quickly dropped her gaze. Gross gross gross!", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George took a moment and tried to work out the best way to explain them. Immediately he stuck an arm out and chest height to where they sat on the bench. "They're about this big, live to work for whoever they live with." He decided to pick his words carefully, in case of offending Sadie. Muggleborns didn't exactly understand house elves werent slaves. He turned back however and waited for Seine's response. The food as amazing and so was the castle. Despite how afraid he had been, he felt like everything had changed now and it felt good. Honestly the whole place felt fantastic and relaxing and outright brilliant. It was going to be good, he could feel it. No one seemed to mind him at all, maybe that was because Saide and Seine didn't know, but it's not like anyone else had said anything either. Hogwarts really was amazing, truly, completely. "No way. He's /your/ dad? Me and my Mum used to listen every week. I had no idea." George blurted. He felt a strange bubbling of sadness before being thankful the entire conversation shifted again. Surely if Sadie hasn't been a muggleborn, the whole thing would have been less interesting. He watched her confusion and laughed along, smirking at her. "You'll get used to it all." George turned back to his soup and made an effort to eat more than he was actually hungry for. George followed Sadie's gaze and furrowed an eyebrow. It was a little hideous, but enough times seeing the sight and surely theyd all grow immune. "My parents used to say ghosts are people who were afraid to die." He added quietly. Around them the room came to life, Hogwarts Ghosts appearing from all sides of the room, soaring above the tables, some above tables, others circling the room. George followed a few around the room, watching quietlg from his seat.
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George Nott Jr.
"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "George smiled and laughed, joining in like any normal child would. \n\"No way! Are you going? My Mum's trying to get us all tickets for the Final. It's in Denmark, but it doesn't take long to get there, so it shouldn't matter. Be cold, mind.\" He commented, taking a sip of his soup again. The room around him was more alive than he'd ever expected it to be. More friendly and cheerful. Certainly more welcoming than he'd pictured. It may have only been a few hours and tomorrow may be the beginning of their real lessons, but he could already feel how amazing everything was going to be. They were all going to be friends for their entire school lives. He could feel it. Sadie wouldn't have trouble making new friends and he was glad she'd made the effort to chat to Seine. He was a good kid, he could see it already. George hoped he'd at least be sharing a room with him. He wasn't even sure how many he had to share a room with. He'd never shared a room before. What if his stuff wasn't safe? \n\nHe stood up with the rest of his House when everyone sprang to life once more. He joined the bustle as hundreds of children and teenages tried to leave the giant doors together and all at once. He followed suit, keeping close behind Sadie and Seine. He spotted a house dressed in yellow disappear down a hall just to the right of him before watching another horde descend down some stairs. That just left themselves and Ravenclaw to ascend on the staircase that seemed to rotate and move! George watched along with those around him, some spotting the moving stairs above them, whilst others gawked at the moving paintings. He gave a short laugh at the sight of Sadie's reactions to everything. Muggleborns were the funniest.\n\nSoon the troop slowed down, reaching a complete stop before a strange looking painting. He couldn't see much behind all those infront of him but soon heard a rich voice, old and firm. He tried to make mental note of the password and followed everyone inside. He peered over the shoulders of some of the taller students and gaze around a room clad in red and a vivid gold, lions on each wall and paintings that walked about, trying to see all the new students. He heard something about splitting up and gave Sadie a brief wave in goodbye. He felt a pang of anxiety and kept close to Seine. The other students were going to be as nice as the two he'd already made friends with but there was nothing certain about it.\n\nClimbing up the stairs, he counted the small group of boys to be about five, including himself. He didn't dare look back to try and work it out. They were guided into a room with thick wooden beds, each clad with red again. He would probably grow sick with the colour in time, but this was really it. This was his home. He followed Seine inside and spotted his trunk against one bed, shining a thick, expensive looking leather, silver straps covering the top, contrasting against the gold well. He walked over to his own bed and sat down, taking a moment to realise it was all happening. This really was it. He pulled his wand from his robes, running a hand over the white wood before placing it down on the cabinet by his pillow. He looked about the room at the boys he'd be spending his years with, smirking at the fact most of them had already started talking.\n\nBrent was the first name he noticed. A stocky lad with thick bushing eyebrows, who sat opposite Seine, juggling a pair of socks in his hands. A thinner and shorter boy with a considerably round face introduced himself next, his voice quieter than anyone expected. \n\"Lincoln.\" He stammered, slipping down onto what would be his bed. George watched Seine introduce himself next, leaving just George and another boy, who seemed cheery and a little over-weight. \n\"Devon.\" He smiled. George quickly judged him to be over-confident and possibly prone to accidents and many failures over the next coming years. Finally, George spoke his name, avoiding looking at everyone in the room. Instead, he chose two and flicked between them both before looking back down at the ground. \n\nSlowly they all settled in, unpacking and decorating, chatting and sharing sweets. It took some time before himself and Lincoln began to relax around the others. Brent spent too much time talking about quidditch and Devon seemed too interested in being everyone's friend. Yet it was Lincoln who George found more interesting. They sat and discussed Duelling more than anything else that night, sharing magazines and chatting teams and favourites. Before too long, everyone was yawning and growing sleepy. One by one, they retired, changing into pajamas and climbing into bed. \n\nGeorge didn't dream that night, or at least he couldn't remember it. Instead he awoke feeling tired and rushed as the room about him all hurried to get dressed into their Gryfindor robes and scurrying down to breakfast. George grabbed his wand and stopped at the bottom of the stairs, perching on armchair whilst he waited for Sadie and Seine.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "The morning was a bustle of excitement and nervous giggles, getting ready together. Maryam was particularly clever, her sharp wit even getting Holly to smirk appreciatively. Sadie sat on the end of her bed, Asenath perched behind her and weaving a waterfall braid through Sadie's red hair. She seemed content to let Sadie chatter away, occasionally offering a quiet remark that Sadie had to strain to hear.\n\nHer uniform had been neatly pressed, with red and gold embroidered into the trimming sometime during the night and her black flats polished to a shine. A silk tie had been included, emblazoned with what she assumed was the crest of the house at the very base.\n\nSadie ended up helping most of her dormmates knot their ties neatly, rather surprised to find that most of them had never done so before. But she recalled George's explanation; few of them would have attended any form of formal school before. She patted Gail's shoulder with a beam as she finished. Buttoning her cardigan over her crisp white shirt and high-waisted pleated skirt, Sadie followed Maryam and Tasia, slipping her red lined robes on over her shoulder. Luckily the castle was so drafty, otherwise Sadie suspected she might sweat to death. Gail fell into step with them as they descended the circular stairs.\n\n\"My mum just took over Madame Malkins,\" Tasia informed them, her massive curls bouncing with every step. \n\"What about you?\" Sadie asked Gail over her shoulder, nearly tripping into Maryam. She blushed with a laugh, apologizing profusely. Gail cleared her throat a little nervously.\n\n\"Um, my papà's a liaison from the Italian Ministry. My mother collects art.\" \n\"And your family, Sadie?\" Maryam queried as they entered the Common Room. Sadie scanned the room and found a familiar head of white blonde hair. She brightened, waving. Turning to her dormmates, she smiled apologetically.\n\n\"Oh, they're farmers. Sorry, have to go, I'll catch up with you later?\"\n\nMaryam's brow arched, and Sadie was surprised to see her direct a cool look towards George, as if she disliked him intensely. She offered Sadie a stern look.\n\n\"Be careful,\" she warned her, and Sadie tilted her head. \"He's a Nott,\" she sounded as if that meant something really big and important, but it flew over Sadie's head. She shrugged.\n\n\"He's nice. Anyway, bye!\" She bounded over before Maryam could lecture her further, joining her friends as Seine arrived with a loud yawn.\n\n\"Morning!\" She chirruped, hitching her leather bag more evenly across her shoulder. \"You look like a zombie, Seine.\"\n\nHe looked at her flatly, as if he didn't quite get her reference. What, really? All this magic and no one knew what zombies were? Maybe the magical world wasn't as great as she'd been lead to believe. She shook her head.\n\n\"Never mind. Did you sleep well?\" She directed to George, plowing on ahead with a bounce. \"I didn't. This is all too brilliant. Ahhh! Oh my gosh and we have class and I am so totally beyond ready. I've been waiting like, a hundred million years for this.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
Had the girl been old enough to play such games, her words wouldn't have been loud enough to pass across the narrow space between his own chair and the walking fleet of Gryfindor girls. The blonde shot his eyes to the ground and clenched his jaw. He was too anxious for his own good.. He'd grow out of it, he was sure. After all this was day two, nothing was ever fixed over night. Did he really look like alike? Why hadn't Seine said anything? He was Pureblood at least on one side, he was sure. Sadie wouldn't know unless it hit her in the face... George pulled himself upright, his uniform pulled on as best he could. It seemed baggy in places, his shoulders looser and his shirt waist slack. He tugged at his sleeves and turned to his two friends, greeting them with a smile. "I slept okay. It's hard to sleep in a bed you're not used to." He commented, fidgeting with the small button in his sleeve. The boy couldn't fully understand why it was all bothering him so much. He had good friends and an amazing life. Personally he was lucky. He knew some students whose families were less than well-off. He needed to stop acting like the victim of something that wasn't his fault.. Right, it wasn't his fault. It wasn't. His father was a murderer well before he was born. There was no way it was his fault. George followed behind her, smiling away his consistently growing anxiety and distress. "I wonder what lesson we'll have first." He commented. His feet took him out of the protrait hole and into the noisy castle around them. Paintings were awake, eating their own meals and sharing stories they'd been told from whomever else they'd spoken to during their nights. George waited for his two friends before placing a hand on the railing and starting down the stairs. He could already smell the food from the Great Hall. Thick smells of pastry and cooked meals. Unfortunately his stomach twisted in protest. He'd eat at lunch. He needed to meet the others for himself first before hed allow himself to relax. Of course he was an idiot. He paused as the staircase lurched into life, taking them down another route. One day theyd learn which stairs moved where and no doubt they'd be up and down the castle in minutes before they left the school. He headed down into the large hall, looking for a selection of seats they could all take without bothering anyone. It was a fair distance down the table and the entire trip wasn't something he was comfortable with. Instead however, he tried to focus his thoughts on Sadie's excitement. He tucked himself onto the bench and managed to find something that he thought would cheer Sadie up more. "This will help you learn our world quicker." He smiled, passing her what seemed to be an abandoned Daily Prophet. "It's okay from time to time." George smiled, his hands nervouslg twisting his wand under the table.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "George fumbled over a jug of the thick, orange liquid they'd all become accustomed to and carefully poured its condense into the metal goblet he suspected to be silver. He was nervous but he knew he'd be sharing his lessons with his friends at least. So long as they were there, he would feel even the slightest bit more comfortable and that's what mattered most, surely. His hands tucked the pitcher back down on the table before searching for his cup. Yet the cup barely left the table before his toes curled under his shoes, his stomach wrapping around itself over and over again. He chanced a glance at his two friends, noting Sadie's interested face and Seine's now rather regretful and uncomfortable.\n \nGeorge gave a short stammer at first. It was all he could manage. She didn't need to know everything.. Slowly, the blonde twisted in his seat to face his friend, his brain trying to make sense of the story he'd been told by his parents numerous times.\n\"Way before any of us were born, there was a wizard. He was pretty bad and he had an army. He lost the first war and everyone thought he'd died.\" He paused and flicked his eyes about the duo. \"Turns out he didn't die. There was this other wizard too, and he was the only one who could kill this bad wizard. When he was at this school, the second war happened and his army arrived at this school. A lot of the students stood and fought him, some died. The Ministry came to fight too and other witches and wizards. The bad wizard was killed here and his army scattered. Some of them were never found and some were caught years later..\"\n \nGeorge quickly turned back in his seat and held his cup in both hands. He skipped over far too many details. Why were his palms sweaty? It felt incredibly hot. He glanced up between the two of them again and tried so hard to work out what they were thinking. There was no way Sadie would link anything together, but that wasn't his worry. He turned his eyes to Seine, studying him hard for a moment. He couldn't tell, how on earth did he expect himself to… \"It's a pretty famous story. Apparently people were celebrating for weeks afterwards. Ask your parents, they may have seen some weird things around that time.\" George forced himself to change his tone, desperately trying to make it sound like he wasn't affected at all by what had been said.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie listened to George intently. She didn't miss the look the two boys shared, deeply uncomfortable and knowing, as if she was going to regret asking. How could knowing be bad? She tried to keep up with George's stories, but the lack of details and names made it a bit tricky. The idea of dying, but not really, caught her interest. There were ghosts, but she had thought that death was still a forever thing. The curiosity gnawed at her brain.\n\n\"Okay, but why?\" She pressed. She felt a little guilty; George looked really uncomfortable. But she got the sense that she was missing an important detail and she couldn't help herself.\n\n\"He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named,\" Seine said quietly, \"he didn't like muggleborns. A lot of the older families agreed, said that muggleborns were stealing magic and destroying wizarding kind. They rounded up muggleborns as criminals. The lucky ones got sent to Azkaban.\"\n\nShe'd heard of that—her textbook had talked about the prison, about things called Dementors. The photograph had made her feel physically ill. It was a desolate place.\n\n\"The lucky ones?\" She asked cautiously, her heart fluttering. No one had ever said… it made sense, in an awful way. People were people, magic or not. She'd always been an avid lover of history, but it seemed that every corner of the planet was marked by genocide and scapegoats.\n\n\"Yeah,\" Seine didn't elaborate further. He smiled at her tightly, clapping her shoulder. \"Things are getting better, though. There's been a lot of reform. You're fine. We've got your back.\"\n\nHe looked at George, and Sadie caught the faintest nod, the glimmer of something like understanding. He's a Nott, came to mind suddenly, and Sadie filled in the blanks. Had George's family been a part of that, then? She glanced to the pale haired boy, before a little smile crossed her face. Her left hand squeezed the dark palm on her shoulder, her right found George's palm and squeezed it tightly.\n\n\"Thanks,\" she said quietly, releasing the boys before they could complain. She tucked back into her breakfast, \"So, I don't know about you two, but I'm super stoked slash terrified about flying on Thursday. On one hand, flying, on the other; I'm already super clumsy on the ground. I'm pretty sure I'll find a way to screw it all up.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "It was a strange place to linger in. A child could love a parent more than then themselves, cling to them with everything they had. No matter what they did, some parents were ever 'bad'. George may have wished his father a better life, one he didn't have to spend on the run, but he was still his only Dad. It may have been embarrassing and uncomfortable to know a man so close had ended more than one wizard or witch's life, even worse to know their descendants may have been in the room. He knew his cousin, Njall had it worse. Descending directly from the werewolf every Wizard had feared couldn't have been great.\n\n\nGeorge watched his two friends, a smile rising on the corners of his lips when the two of them seemed so easy to stand by him. Sadie would have stood by anyone in his situation. She was a good friend. Seine, well no doubt he'd be around for years. There was nothing stopping him. George turned back to Sadie and nodded his head.\n\"Thanks.\" He muttered, feeling a heavy weight slowly ease itself from his shoulders, gently allowing his mind to relax. \n\nAs anyone would have been, the blonde was thankful for the change in conversation. Sadie was talented that way. \n\"You'll love Quidditch.\" He commented, choosing to feed himself a round of toast. \"It's pretty damn amazing. I'll try and get my Mum to get us a extra couple of tickets and you guys could come to the World Cup with us in the summer? Sadie you'd love it.\" George could only remember swirling colours and screaming fans from his previous World Cup. Argentina against Japan. It had been insane. The game didn't last two hours. His brother had told him how three Argentinian players went out, leaving a single chasers and a single beater. George could just remember the noise. \"It would be amazing to see the final, but those tickets go quickly.\" \n\nHe just hoped the rest of the day would be this easy. \n\"Either of you two looking forward to Herbology?\" He asked, turning his attention back to his food. \"Personally, I'm not big on plants. My brother says I'd be better at Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts.\" He added, nervously rambling a little.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Quidditch again. Sadie perked up. Brennan hadn't explained it much, mostly because mum tended to fuss over the stories of his injuries, but she had gathered that it was deeply important to him. He'd mentioned broomsticks and that it made football look positively glacial in pace. \n\n\"That'd be brilliant,\" Seine lit up, a toothy grin crossing his face. Sadie smiled, tucking her hair behind an ear. The World Cup… that sounded like fun, even if the sport was still a mystery to her. Maybe there was a book on it in the library? She'd have to investigate. First thing after class today, she was going to find this magical place and devour its secrets.\n\n\"Wow,\" she beamed, nodding enthusiastically. \"That would be incredible. Thanks!\"\n\nGeorge asked about Herbology. Seine shrugged, draining his pumpkin juice. \"Sort of. My mum says it starts slow, but that it's dead useful.\"\n\n\"It'll be interesting to see how it's different,\" Sadie nodded, clearing her plate of the remnants of breakfast. \"But I do like gardening. My dad has a green thumb, and he always said that nurturing a plant from seeds to the dinner plate was important. People forget how much work it takes.\" She paused, swinging her legs as she looked around. Large hourglasses filled with beautiful gems caught her eye, glittering in the morning light. \n\n\"House points,\" Seine explained. \"The more in the bottom, the more the house has. At the end of the year, the winning house gets honored at the feast.\" He grinned suddenly. \"My dad says he and his best friends nearly set a record for losing the most points in a single go.\"\n\nSadie quirked a brow, watching the rubies shimmer curiously. The display of wealth was just… incredible. \"That doesn't exactly sound like a good thing,\" she remarked, but looked to her wrist watch. \"Ooh! I think we need to get to class.\"\n\n\"We have half an hour,\" Seine remarked and Sadie boggled \"We can leave in twenty minutes and still be on time.\"\n\n\"On time is late.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George was surprised he understand the phrase 'green thumb' although he'd only heard it when his mum had spoken about the elderly lady in the tiny shop down Diagon Alley. He assumed the term probably wasn't so derogatory in the Muggle world. For a moment, he tried to imagine exactly what plants muggles did grow, but eventually drew the line at simply vegetables and possibly a few cooking herbs. Maybe that was why they'd be forced to take muggle studies for the next three years. He couldn't imagine what the next few years would even be like. No doubt he'd look back on himself in years to come to simply think about this day, to remember his friends when they were young, to recall how wonderful their first real day at school was. He'd look back and laugh at the homework, the spells and even regret not trying harder; George had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, so trying hard didn't exactly matter. George turned his eyes towards the huge hourglasses, all remaining solidly at the top, waiting for when slowly students would start earning points. The more attention the eyes gave, the more the castle seemed to sparkle and reveal a secret. "Oh gosh, how many?" George asked, trying to imagine what a new record in lost house points was. One hundred points? One thousand points? How many points did students even get? It couldn't be one, that was too little. It wasn't going to one hundred either, that was too much. "You're dad sounds he caused a lot of trouble whilst he was here." George added, sharing a laugh with Seine before Sadie chimed in. "It's not the end of the world if we're not the first there." He looked back over as Sadie expressed her desire to be early. "Suppose we should go then." He commented, sliding out of his seat and back onto his feet. He didn't exactly know where Herbology was.. And the map they'd been given was less than helpful. However, he remained quiet, walking towards the great doors once again. He passed glances over at his two friends, unsure if they were sharing the same lost feelings. By the looks of things, George thought as he twisted the small parchment in his hands, the green houses were outside.. Problem was, there were three ways to leave the castle. The blonde turned towards a row of stairs, looking down towards a door that a few students were passing through. "This way?" George asked, looking between the map and his friends. He gave himself a determined push and headed down the stone stairs. They'd get the hang of it before too long. Maybe having so long to travel was a good idea. Travelling out into a courtyard filled with students playing games and shouting loudly just to hear over the voices of those around them. A group of five students seemed intent in rolling glass balls across the ground. Each one varied in size and colour. Some rolled further than others, and a few exploded just to knock others from the middle. "Gobstones." Seine pointed out, as they walked past. "Not the most interesting game in the world but it's funny to watch some times." They headed out towards a bridge and the same stairs they'd climbed from the docks the night before. They looked so different in day light. The lost expressions on their faces had already attracted the attention of a particular prefect dressed in royal blue. "You three look lost." He chimed, a huge grin on his face and an accent that screamed Oxford. "Can I help?" He asked, leaning on the stone wall beside him. "Let me guess-" He spoke first, butting in before any of them could speak. "Herbology." Another boy added. His accent was different, similar but with an older and more 'BBC' tone: London. "Max, this is my brother." He added, pointing out George and his two friends. "Herbology is directly across the bridge. Then through a few coridors before some huge doors. You can't miss them." Theodore spoke, pointing them across the bridge. His stopped with his eyes on Sadie for a moment, his nose flaring a little. "Max can walk you if you need it." The prefect smiled again, pointing to himself. It was strange to know he was a catch with a lot of Ravenclaw girls. "Come on then, follow on. I'll lead." He headed out, his sandy blonde hair bouncing a little as he walked. He certainly was strange, but the confidence worked. "So names." Max smiled, starting with George. "I know you, you have your brother's nose but I don't know you two." He began to walk backwards, pointing over at Seine. The first year replied with his name, leaving only Max to jump his attention to Sadie.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "The castle was infinitely better in the daylight. Now that she could finally see everything, Sadie's head kept whipping back and forth, wonder painted across her face. A castle. She lived in a castle. How was this even her life right now? How had she been so fantastically lucky to be a witch and live in a castle in such a mythical landscape? She felt like she was in a movie, clicking across the courtyard. The crisp air was so real, stinging her cheeks. How would seven years ever be enough to marvel over this wonder?\n\nShe hitched her bag more securely on her shoulder, quickening her pace to catch back up after the distraction of gobstones and the light glittering off the most beautiful clock she had ever seen. Sadie had opened her mouth to ask for the map when they were joined by a pair of older boys. She recognized George's brother—whom her own had looked ready to murder, she remembered with a wince. He hadn't seemed to have forgotten that. Sadie was grateful for the distraction of the other upperclassmen, who seemed several million times friendlier. \n\nWith a glance to her companions, she obediently followed. He—Max—was… chipper. She felt a little more at ease, even with her nerves coiling in her stomach. Class. Her first class. She'd waited so long for this, hoped for so much… she had to be the best. She was going to learn everything. Because magic. \n\n\"Seine Jordan,\" her taller companion offered, a heavy brow quirked. Sadie waved a little, bouncing as she walked.\n\n\"Sadie Ethans. It's—ooh!\" The bridge! She hadn't meant to get distracted, but the view! She darted on ahead, red hair flouncing, undoubtedly mussing up the braid Asenath had woven so expertly that morning. She bounced, leaning out across the railing as far as she could, utterly enamored. The misty valley was beyond beautiful—Sadie laughed in delight, dropping back to her feet to bounce. She heard Seine's snort of amusement, but she couldn't muster any embarrassment. \"That,\" she informed them brightly, \"Is officially The Best View in the History of Views. Full stop.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "Max chuckled soon after. \n\"Wait until you see the Astronomy Tower. It's fantastic in the day, but amazing at night. However not a good enough reason to take the subject for your O.W.Ls but you've got plenty of time before you have to think about them.\" The boy smiled. George had determined the boy wasn't a threat and relaxed a little. He turned himself and glanced back at where his brother had been standing. Theodore was still watching them, thick brown hair resting neatly on his shoulders. Despite the two being brothers, George found it hard to tell what his brother was thinking sometimes, although he often found himself wishing it was possible. \"So, let me think- what did I do in first year Herbology...\" Max wondered outloud, occasionally turning back to look at them both. He slowed down and stopped beside Sadie. \"Up there.\" He added, now pointing to the tallest tower in the entire castle. \"If you look carefully enough, you'll see the telescope.\" He leaned down get his arm level with Sadie's eyes. \"See?\" Max pulled himself upright and waited a few moments before continuing his small tour. It took him only a second before he began to talk once again.\n\n\"First year Herbology is nothing special, neither is your second or third year. It all gets going in your fourth year. You learn real defensive and interesting magic. Like summoning spells and much more useful transfiguration spells.\" He just kept going. George and Seine walked behind him, listening to the none-stop words falling from the boys mouth. \"I suppose one of the most interesting things about your first year is Quidditch, which starts next month I believe. You should come see your brother practice, George. He's incredibly fast. I have no idea how he does it. Bit weird really, you don't normally see someone as book-smart as him being so into sports. Guess he's just lucky. The rest of us just have to try and keep up. I like chess personally but that's not a sport and it's kind of dull. Ravenclaw always win the cup though, guess we're just better than most.\" They finally reached the inside of the castle again and were, thankfully, only a small number of steps away from the green houses. \n\nAs they turned the corner, a small congregation of students had formed outside the greenhouses. Max seemed to burst with glee at the thought of being able to help a few more students out during his first morning back. He picked up his pace before chiming out:\n\"Greenhouse One is this way.\" George passed a laugh to his friends as the man walked too far ahead for earshot. \n\n\"He was certainly something.\" Seine laughed. They could all agree on that at least. George felt his stomach tighten up again at the sight of the others students in their house. He wasn't sure his aprehension was noticeable but he certainly felt like his entire face had lost all colour.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie wasn't quite sure what to make of Astronomy. It had been the first textbook she had devoured after the trip to Diagon Alley. She had found herself immensely disappointed. Astronomy, apparently, was more like astrology in the wizarding world. She wasn't sure what she had been expecting, but Jupiter in the twelfth house of Capricorn's horns or whatever had not been it. Magic was incredible, but she still found the whole 'the stars have bearing on human affairs' argument a little suspect.\n\nIt struck Sadie once again just how little she knew about the wizarding world. Magic was its own beast, played by its own rules. There were so many possibilities. She felt the familiar excitement bubbling in her chest again as she considered that thought. How far could you push magic? Where could it take you?\n\nShe followed Max's direction to peer at the tower. Something glittered in the morning sunshine, filtering in through grey clouds. Her eyes lit up. That telescope looked enormous. Maybe magic could rival Hubble. That would be insane and she might actually die of delight.\n\nSadie hung on Max's every word, committing them to memory, even as she disapproved. Fourth year? That was forever away. He had to be wrong. How could the fundamentals of magic be anything but incredible? MAGIC. Did he just not get how mind bogglingly awesome that was?\n\nHe'd said something about Quidditch. Beyond her brother's tight-lipped involvement, it didn't really sound interesting. Flying sounded incredible, sure, but who had time for sport or whatever it was? She wanted to get to the meat of everything, get her teeth into her coursework. But maybe her brother was simply bitter over not winning everything? That sounded right. Sadie admonished herself internally; she really needed to stop judging things. Open mind. You don't have any frame of reference for any of this.\n\n\"I quite liked him,\" Sadie laughed as they shuffled into the Greenhouse. Sadie took the lead, aiming for a table right towards the front, claiming three of the four seats for themselves. The table was loaded with several trowels and pots, and Sadie felt a little at ease. This was somewhat familiar. Undoubtedly it would turn strange and alien soon enough, but she'd been in the garden her whole life. She felt a little less like she'd been thrown into the deep end here.\n\nUndoubtedly having scoured A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi cover to cover had helped a little.\n\n\"Mind if I join you?\" Sadie looked up to see a tall, dark haired girl with a loosely knotted bronze and black tie nodding at the empty seat. Evidently, most other students had had the same idea to arrive early, and tables were filling up rapidly. \n\n\"Sure thing,\" Sadie chirruped, scooting over to make room. \"I'm Sadie. That's Seine and George.\"\n\n\"Nice to meet you. I'm Freyja,\" the girl nodded, considering the greenhouse a little skeptically. Sadie suspected she knew what that expression meant. She was pretty sure it was simply a (significantly calmer) variant of her own mystified look. Freyja dropped her bag on the ground next to the table, seating herself. \"So this is all... weird.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George and Seine filed in behind Sadie, both bearing smiles of delight; Sadie's enthusiasm was a little too funny at times. They were all excited, each and every first year bubbled with the same excitement for learning their first spell and their first snippet of the real Wizarding World. George felt more drawn towards Potions than anything else. It wasn't something he'd seen before. Neither of his parents had even chose to brew a potion at home, not that he'd ever seen. He knew his mum had bought her own, whether this was due to bad potion skills, he didn't know. He'd seen talented wizards fire spells at each other, fly dangerously in front of a roaring crowd and transform others into objects of all shapes and sizes, but he'd never experienced the potion-making process before. It was hard to imagine.. Adjusting his cloak, the boy found himself a seat at the bench. He let Seine take the middle seat, perching himself between Sadie and George, wearing the same grin he'd had on his face all morning. Immediately the two looked up as another joined their table. The boys seated themselves quickly and passed polite, and hesitant smiles towards Freyja. Seine passed a hand up as Sadie mentioned his name, waving towards the Hufflepuff. "I'm guessing this is new to you too." He smiled. Two brown eyes of his own were wondering around the room as he spoke, taking in the thick ivy vines that twisted through the ceiling and through the windows, wrapping around the entire green house yet not shading out the light. "You'll-" Seine stopped when a sharp jab reached his side, his attention turning towards George and the door. "Ouch! That hurt." He yelled, his voice lowering volume as a tall man entered the room, wrapped in a thick caridgen. His appearance seemed less imposing than his entrance had been, his sleeves bore stains of mud and dirt on the cuffs, the distinctive mark of dirt-covered hands on his trousers. The entire room stopped to watch him, at least until he turned towards the door. The attention of the room shifted again as the jolly lady from the night previous appeared in the room, smiling and laughing her way into the morning. She reminded George of his Aunt 'Liza when ever she got drunk at Christmas; he'd always hated the entire family Christmas they seemed to be forced to do. "Good morning, everybody!" The women said, her voice ringing as if in song. "As you all know, I'm Professor Sprout. But none of you know who this is." She pointed to the much younger gentlemen by her side. "This is Professor Longbottom, he'll be teaching you from time to time. Now play nice." Neville gave a short wave to everyone in the room, his hands straying back to his pockets once he'd said his hello. Professor Sprout smiled once more and moved about the room, carrying a small selection of potted plants in her hands. "Herbology may seem like a strange subject to some-" She added, placing the heavy pots on various tables about the room. Some looked like regular herbs or flowers, others seemed to wriggle and move. One in particular seemed to be edging closer and closer to Professor Longbottom. "So, can anyone name any of them?" She smiled, taking her place at the front of the room again. "Five points to anyone who can name me a single one." Sprout waited a few moments before a young Hufflepuff boy at the table with a strange looking purple plant rose his hand. "Aconite?" He muttered, feeling the pressure of being the first to answer on his shoulders. Immediately, however, Professor Sprout clapped her hands. "Five points to Hufflepuff! Now, does anyone know any of it's other names?" She smiled, looking about the room slowly.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "George felt a little taken back by the entire situation. He knew very little about the plants of his world. Neither of his parents had taken an interest in Herbology. He knew his father had N.E.W.Ts in Potions and Charms and he knew both his parents had passed with at least an E in Defense Against the Dark Arts. They're opinion of Herbology had been less than enthusiastic. Blue eyes turned to Sadie when her voice perked up beside him. One day he'd grow to disagree with how smart she was; who knew that much as a muggle born? The plant closest to them, exactly two benches to their left, seemed as if to breathe. He watched its dancing leaves and sharp spines, a cautious warning to leave that plant alone echoed a little inside his head.\n\nThe shriek brought his attention back to reality however. He followed everyone elses' eyes as they watched a thick vine begin its ascent up Professor Longbottom's arm. Longbottom? The name rang a bell in his head. Somewhere in the back, where the memories from childhood were kept. Strangely the name reminded him of Christmas and he wasn't entirely sure why.. \n\"Incendio.\" George watched as the familiar flares carried their way along the vine until the plant let go and hurried back into its pot. He could wait for their first real lesson. Things were going to get really interesting. Then again, George couldn't wait until their fourth year, when they already knew so many spells! It was going to be far more exciting than learning about stupid plants; perhaps he'd never share Sadie's excitement for everything. Partly he was jealous!\n\nThe room's attention turned back to Professor Sprout who continued about the room, testing the students knowledge on plants. There was sweet looking flowers and one plant that seemed more boring than anything else in the room. Its green stem occasionally produced a thick green branch with rubber looking leaves attached on each end. It looked more like an ornament than an actual plant. Their teacher slowly more her way over to the plant and smiled widely. \n\n\"Anybody want to hazard a guess to this brilliant little thing?\" She giggled, the sound of pure joy in her voice. She looked over the room, more than one making eye contact with George, who was already squirming in his seat. \"Yes.\" She smiled, turning to one of the other Gryfindors in their year.\n\n\"Isn't that Dit-..\" The boy paused, looking at his hands for a second. \"Dit-something.\" \n\n\"Dittany!\" Another girl called out, having picked up on the missing syllables. Professor Sprout immediately clapped with pride. Clearly the girl was correct.\n\n((Skip ahead at any point :) ))", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "The lesson eventually entered familiar territory as Professor Sprout explained their tools and showed the class around the Greenhouse. This, at least, didn't require the use of a wand. As much as Sadie had loved buying her wand (and nearly blowing up half of Ollivander's shop when the dogwood wand had met her hand), there was something… intimidating about that sort of magic. Sadie hadn't been able to find anything in her textbooks about how to grip it, let alone how it worked. And as much as she yearned to cast magic, a secret terror lingered in her heart. What if she wasn't actually a witch? What if she didn't actually belong here?\n\nBy the time they were filing out of the greenhouse, Sadie was starting to feel sick. Freyja smiled and flounced off to join a round-faced blonde and an extremely tall boy. Sadie tried not to let her nerves drive her spare. Following the massive crowd out of the Greenhouse, she dug in her bag for the schedule she had already memorized. Transfiguration with Professor Clearwater in Classroom 1B. \n\n\"First years!\"\n\nSadie perked up at the familiar voice of their prefect Xia He, crossing the bridge with a wide grin. Sadie glanced to Seine and George before falling in, twitching her fingers in greeting at Gail and Asenath. \n\n\"Right, looks like that's all of you. Let's get you to Transfiguration,\" Xia He was all smiles, and Sadie winced as she spied her brother over her shoulder, surly as ever. Resolving to ignore him, she instead returned her attention to Seine and George.\n\n\"Professor Sprout seems nice,\" she remarked lightly, clasping her hands behind her.\n\n\"Pity we can't actually do anything yet,\" Seine remarked, nose scrunched in distaste. Sadie blinked.\n\n\"Well, yet. You have to walk before you can run though, right?\" She pointed out with a lopsided grin, brow quirking. \"Besides. It's magic. Even the 'boring' bits are freakin' magic.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "The lesson was interesting none of the less but it wasn't exactly George's cup of tea. Plants weren't what he was interested in. They were more his brother's sort of subjects, although he was sure Theo wasn't taking Herbology for his N.E.W.Ts. Plants weren't anything useful to him. You could just buy what you needed instead of having to grow it. Spells were pretty much everything that mattered. George pulled the crumpled paper from his robe pocket and read through their lessons for today. Knowing Transfiguration was their next subject left George feeling a little more enthusiastic than the gardening lesson he'd just had to sit through. \n\nHe'd been lucky enough to seen more than one Dueling World Championship in his life; the talents and strength of those players were insane. The difference in styles between players from all over the globe was mesmerizing. The Scandinavian teams were always harder to beat. The Ström Svärds from Sweden were the strongest team on the planet. Seven wizards with an incredible ability for some of the strangest hexes and curses he'd ever seen. Then there was the teams from South America. They were faster than any other players, spinning charms quicker than any Quidditch player. George longed to be able to perform that kind of magic. Not the useless stuff he wouldn't need, like Herbology. He'd have said the same for Potions if it wasn't something that interested him. \n\nGeorge filled out behind Seine and Sadie, shuffling between other students as the class filed out the door. As soon as the crowd reached the end of the bottleneck, the voice of the girl from the previous night echoed over to them. She seemed chirpy. He joined his two friends and stuffed his timetable back into his pocket. \n\n\"Thing is though, you're never going to need any of that stuff. Not unless you plan on having a garden full of them. Spells are the only thing you're really going to need.\" George added, following the rest of their group towards their next lesson. He wondered who they'd be sharing their next lesson with. It can't have been Hufflepuff again, otherwise they'd be following them now; The excitement of the lesson ahead was enough to push all natural apprehension out of the boy's mind, leaving him to relax quite peacefully. \"It may be interesting but it's not exactly useful. Diagon Alley has everything you'd need anyway. You can just go there.\" He added, turning left along a long corridor filled with paintings again. \n\nThe crowd moved quickly, all glancing around at the characters on the wall. One small girl had turned her attention to to the painting long enough for the crowd to move just a little further away from her. \n\n\"Boo!\" Yelled a creature from the other side of the painting. A wicked laugh danced around the room as a small ghost floated past the girl he'd made jump. He watched as she jogged to catch up with her friends, still shaken from the 'joke' she'd just endured. The ghost passed the group a wave and drifted off down the halls laughing loudly.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie wasn't sure why she felt so defensive over Herbology. It was just… Well, perhaps she did know. Plants—crops and herbs and flowers alike—had been a huge part of her life. The Ethans raised cows, but they put their own vegetables on their table. And on some other tables, too. She'd always wanted to be more than a farmer, but something about George's dismissal irritated her. It was too mundane, she supposed, which was ridiculous. Professors Sprout and Longbottom had told them about plants that could cure curses and diseases, that could kill with a scream, that gave power to their cleaning potions and truth telling serums alike. How could anyone see that and not be fascinated?\n\nMaybe that was the thing about growing up with magic. Maybe it only seemed simple because they were used to seeing even more fantastic things. It was a sad thought.\n\n\"I like gardens,\" Sadie insisted, a little sulky. She wished she had the words to explain herself. Useful felt like such a dirty word, as if the only things that mattered were big and flashy and wondrous. Mundane things—muggle things—didn't matter.\n\nSadie's poor mood didn't last long. They'd entered the castle and she was enraptured by the portraits. She'd never seen so much art in one place—even museums didn't seem so full. And the paintings, oh—oh they danced and lived and spoke--! Sadie jumped as something startled the group at large, a wiry, cackling ghost slipping out from a painting and spiraling off. Her heart slammed against her ribs, stomach clenching. Something about ghosts still unsettled her. If magic was real, if ghosts were real… what else was there? Angels? Demons? Were Bible stories just Muggles interacting unknowingly with Wizards? She didn't know if she was devout, but she wasn't sure how to reconcile anything she'd been taught with this world.\n\n\"There's a tapestry,\" Seine was whispering conspiratorially to them, \"On the seventh floor. We need to find it; it's the best secret in the school. Trust me.\"\n\nSadie arched a brow, privately wondering when she would have time to fit that in with all the other things she needed to do—devour the library, explore the grounds, read every book, talk with every person—but the glimmer of mischief in Seine's eyes told her that this was properly important. Her lips curved into a delighted grin.\n\n\"I'm a sucker for a good mystery,\" Sadie bounced slightly, before looking up as the crowd began to slow. It seemed they had arrived at their classroom, shuffling in slowly. Sadie beamed at Xia He and glanced to her brother, hanging off to one side impatiently. Brennan met her eyes, and she could have sworn that his expression had softened-- but then he had scoffed and set off with Xia He.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George passed off Sadie's comment on gardening. Maybe it was a farm thing? Sadie had mentioned that she'd lived on a farm during the train ride so plants must have been pretty common there. A garden would be pretty sweet if only to look at. He didn't have a garden- was that a bad thing? Well it was tiny and they didn't use it. He shrugged his thoughts away after a moment of deciding it really didn't matter, no one in the middle of London had a garden. He carried on walking, eyes darting left and right, taking in the paintings and art. They did remind him of home. The paintings at home weren't as grand as the ones covering every stone wall of the castle but the figures in the paintings were all the same, living, moving and speaking. He had the faintest memory from childhood of one of his uncles telling him there was painting within the castle who's subject had another frame within their home. George for the life of him couldn't remember the name although the letter O kept rolling on his tongue. Ol- Olli- Oth- Othe- A loud scream stopped his train of thought as a student came screaming down the hall. Everyone laughed, mostly. George exchanged glances with Seine and smiled at Sadie's expression. George waved a hand in front of her face and smiled. "Aren't ghosts stories to muggles?" He asked, turning to walk down the hall. "My great-great-aunt Ilza is a ghost." It was quite sad, or so his Dad had always told him. There was nothing noble about a ghost. They weren't brave just cowards. Cowardice was weak, the sign of bad blood and a flawed mind. Everyone got scared though.. He knew his Dad had been scared, they all had been that night. With a quiet smile, George turned his feet and carried on along the path they were walking. He probably should have been paying attention on the path they'd been taking, considering the castle was so huge. George felt his attention drift from trying to memorize the route to his friend. A tapestry? Secret? "We should go look for it this evening. After dinner." George added, looking about as excited as the next person. Whatever it was, they'd find it. It was probably a secret passage of some kind. Theo had mentioned one once, although mention was a light term. His memory played a rather hostile image of his brother pacing backwards and forwards in the dining room, ranting and raving about how he'd found Amelia Fuller, his sweetheart from the previous year, making a real fool of herself with a Gryfindor boy behind a tapestry the previous Christmas. George followed to stream and headed in a classroom with little decoration inside, aside from a large globe and a few wardrobes. He felt the excitment drain from him. Transfiguration was probably going to be way less interesting than he'd hoped. Searching for a seat, George grabbed them a bench to the side, placing his bag on the middle desk. Judging by the space, the tables only really left space for two people, so instantly he regretted the decision and made an effort to save the desk next to him for his friends. The more people starting filing in, the more people started to take notice of the feline sitting on the floor by the desk. Girls cooed and smiled, offering a hand to stroke it. The whole room seemed to assume that it was a pet, at least until the cat lurched forwards and shifted into the face of their headmaster.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Sadie started when George waved his hand in front of her face, snapping back to focus with a cheery smile. If she didn't look in the ghost's direction again, well, who was going to call her on it? The dead were meant to stay dead, weren't they? There were hundreds of books and movies all about how badly things went wrong when the dead came back to life. Zombies outnumbered saviors a thousand to one.\n\n\"All of this is stories,\" she said lightly, grateful for the distraction of intrigue and secrets. After dinner sounded like a lifetime away. A lifetime filled with magic and wonder; Sadie could deal with that, she decided.\n\nThey filed into the classroom, chattering brightly. It seemed that after the successful Herbology lesson, most students were in a good mood. Sadie was very nearly elbowed as she made her way towards a table George was holding. Finally, she managed to drop her bag on the table and claim a seat of her own. Seine dropped in beside her, leaning forward on his elbows. \n\nWatching a cat transform into a woman would never get old, Sadie decided. Her eyes lit up as Headmistress McGonagall strode across the front of the classroom. The woman's severity was a thing of wonder—the whole classroom went quiet, sitting up straight in their seats, hands stilling. \n\n\"Good morning,\" Professor McGonagall's sharp voice reminded Sadie of Sister Marguerite's no-nonsense attitude. Sadie decided she rather liked the woman in tartan at the head of the classroom. \"Transfiguration is some of the most complex and dangerous magic you will learn at Hogwarts. Anyone messing around in my class will leave and not come back. You have been warned.\"\n\nSadie felt Seine shift a little uncomfortably beside her. The whole classroom seemed hesitant—and then Professor McGonagall transfigured her desk into a large, prowling lion. Gasps and delighted laughs filled the classroom, and Sadie swore that the severe woman looked rather pleased with herself when she transfigured it back with a complicated dance of her wand.\n\n\"We will not be starting with object to animal transfiguration. We will begin with the fundamentals. Now…\"\n\nBy the end of the lesson, Sadie had filled nearly five pages of lined paper with her neat cursive, and she was nearly bursting with excitement. Herbology didn't come anywhere close to transfiguration, she decided—this was incredible! Professor McGonagall had spoken of laws and rules and, despite the impossibility of magic, the fact that it had rules it had to follow was a pure joy. She could make sense of this. She would. She refused to let herself just mindlessly recite words and wave her wand. She would learn everything about this world.\n\nSeine was glassy eyed as she chattered all this at him, and seemed entirely too relieved when they were joined again by George, as if he'd found an escape in the blonde haired boy. \n\n\"Looks like it's time for lunch, yeah?\" Seine enthused, \"And, look, we have the afternoon period free. We can go find that tapestry.\"\n\n\"But…\" Sadie started to interject, already thinking of working on the problem set they'd been assigned. She thought better of it. Surely this adventure wouldn't take the whole evening, right?", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "It did kill George as much as it did any other student. When were they going to actually learn magic!? His brother was speaking and reading foreign languages, turning water into wine and creating the most insane of potions. Here, he was, writing notes on parchment like some idiot. Of course, everyone had to start somewhere and they all knew that this was every first year's first lesson but George couldn't help but pine for that first moment of magic. That first spell he would learn, not matter what it was. George would master every single one of them regardless of how difficult the rest of the year found it. He'd the best; join the London Longswords and professionally duel like there was no tomorrow. He just had to get through school first. He was sure they'd be learning magic by the end of the week. They had to.\n\nBy the time the lesson was over, George's hand was cramp. Was it normal to write this much? Did every student write as much as this. He shook his left hand and tried to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling in his wrist. He looked across to his friends and quickly concluded it was a wizarding thing. Seine seemed to be much slower and occasionally shook his hand himself.. Then there was Sadie, the unstoppable force. He was surprised she could handle a quill so well- did they have those in the muggle world? London hadn't ever sold any that he'd seen.. Surely none of this was useful stuff. George pondered the thought, reading over his notes whilst their headmaster babbled on about how a transfigured wizard wouldn't know he was a cup at least until another wizard turned him back. George's thoughts drifted off and wondered how many inanimate objects were just trapped wizards. That could have been how they'd found his dad.. 'The house is secret.' It was a phrase he'd heard a hundred times before as a child but it didn't make sense. He'd have to ask Theo later.\n\nGeorge bubbled just as quickly as Seine did and stuffed his parchment into his bag. Anything was better than homework! He waited for the bottleneck to disappear from the door once again and watched as the horde of students all began to walk in one direction. Hungry or not that was clearly the way to the Great Hall. He waited against a wall for his two friends and stood on Sadie's left. He wasn't overly hungry but the sheer wonder of their previous night's meal was all too tempting. Breakfast had been just as wonderful and there couldn't be any denying just how spectacular lunch was going to be. Although he couldn't work out what food they'd serve. Sandwiches? Soups? Cakes? Pastries? The hum of the student crowd around them gave them enough cover to speak happily without prying ears.\n\n\"My brother told me the first lunch time back, the Quidditch team has a race around the castle. Apparently someone set a record once and they're all trying to break it.\" He smiled, looking towards the two. \"Apparently it's just over two minutes to get round the entire castle. It's tradition to try and set a new record.\" He was a little excited to show Sadie their world's sport. He'd seen muggle fans cheering for their own sports and seen the 'Football' newspapers all over the place. There was no end of fans in London. His memory reminded him an evening one summer. Two muggles, he assumed both drunk, began fighting on the road outside their house. They smashed a few cars before someone called the police. He assumed they were rival teams, one was wearing red and the other blue. Quidditch was only the same. \n\n\"I think you'll enjoy watching it.\" He added, feet following the group in front as they stepped between halls and finally onto the staircases and down towards the Great Hall. The more he looked, the more amazing the school seemed to be. Bright colours and history all over the place. He couldn't work out which part was more amazing. \"We should grab lunch and head into the grounds. Then once we're done, we should go find that tapestry.\" George stopped a second later. \"Do you have any idea what it looks like?\" His eyes turned up towards the long and towering inside of the castle, his excitement dwindling at the thought of how many tapestry's there were in the castle.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "George was enthusing about a race. Sadie perked up, and while lunch sounded fabulous, her curiosity demanded she agree. Quidditch meant broomsticks, and though Sadie wasn't particularly fond of heights, she wanted desperately to see people in flight. Broomsticks were such a staple in the muggle view of witches and wizards. It amused her that actual witches and wizards did use them. How much of her storybooks were true?\n\n\"Alright then,\" she agreed, quickening her pace so as not to be left behind by the boys. Seine grinned as George asked about the tapestry, bringing a finger to his dark temple.\n\n\"Yeah, it's Barnabas the Barmy and his trolls,\" he commented lightly, as if that sentence made any sense. Sadie didn't question it. Inevitably she'd figure it out, and she was anxious to get to this race. If it was the Quidditch teams participating, she realized suddenly, Brennan would be there. He wouldn't want her there, she mused a little sadly, but as a professional Younger Sister, she felt it was her duty to cheer for him.\n\nThey stopped in the Great Hall, wrapping up sandwiches in scarlet napkins. Even the sandwiches seemed extravagantly made, and Sadie wondered who had time to make so much food for so many students. Seine chattered away, and she forced herself back into the moment, bantering brightly as they followed a crowd down to the grounds.\n\nThe grounds were lush and marvelous, rolling hills and the black lake glittering in the distance. The Forbidden Forrest loomed, its trees still and shadowed, and she wondered why a forrest needed to be off limits. \n\n\"There's loads of dangerous creatures in there,\" Seine remarked when she posed the question. \"Acromantula and thestrals, for one. My dad says there's a giant in there, and the centaurs of course.\"\n\n\"Centaurs,\" Sadie repeated a little skeptically. She caught herself with a faint laugh, \"Of course.\"\n\nThe throng of students seemed to be settling in on the grass. The three first years found a spot (Sadie waved to Gail and Tasia, who returned the greeting) in among the other students. Standing with vaguely familiar faces, Sadie caught sight of her brother. He looked surprisingly happy, chatting with a tall girl with a massive French braid. Ooh, that was suspicious. Sadie filed the information away for later, lips curving into a mischievous grin.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George happily stuffed a small sausage pastry into his mouth as they made their way out towards the grounds, carrying a beautifully made cheese and cucumber sandwich. Whoever made this food was far better than his mum and far better than his Aunt Lysa's cooking. He hated Christmas for that reason, he knew Theo hated her cooking too but was just to polite to say. The Great Hall was fairly full although there seemed to a small majority of the students missing. "Unicorns too." George added as soon as the conversation came up. "My brother says you can start to study all the creatures in the forest when we're in Third Year." The boy had found an insane fascination with the magical creatures of his world, all after an incident in Norfolk one winter. His Aunt Lysa lived in an ancient house on top of a small hill. She was an odd women, 'touched' was the word his father had used on occasion when their mum had been out of earshot. Her garden stood before a bog, far stretching along an old barely used road. His attention had been caught by a drifting light that looked far too unlike a car headlight. It bounced around for a second, dancing happily in the late evening moonlight. It seemed peaceful against the shallow snow, drifting to and fro across the bog. George shared the moment with his brother, both staring at the light as they sat on their Aunt's porch, not two winters ago. Hinkypunk was the word Theo had used as he explained all he'd been taught earlier that year. The blonde's attention drifted over the crowd as they walked out off the bridge and into the grounds beyond. He could see groups huddled together, brooms in hand, chatting and pointing up at the castle as a lone figure twisted about the turrets. The whole prospect was exciting. He already longed to see his first Hogwarts Quidditch match although it wouldn't start until at least November. He followed behind his friends, trying to locate his brother among the collection of students. He wasn't hard to find though, standing among a strong bunch of Ravenclaw students, again, standing alone from the rest of the congregation. The crowd quickly perked up as a student clad in vivid yellow raced along the bridge at such a high speed it felt like a gale, rippling through robes and hair. There was no doubt that the new models of broom were getting faster and faster. The student crossed through a hovering red line and joined a group of cheering Hufflepuffs. A slender women with thick black hair blew a whistle and shook her head, causing both outrage and joy. The Hufflepuff students spent a moment expressing their anger before patting their friend on the back and stepping back to let someone else try. George watched a Slytherin girl with long brown hair pull her hair into a ponytail and step up to the line, feet on the either side of her broom. She shuffled her feet and pushed off the ground as soon as the whistle hit, her silver broom disappearing into a blur as she shot through the line at the simple sound of the whistle. George found a small spot of free grass and sat, Seine joining him soon after, eyes glued to the girl as she turned around the first tower. "When do we get to do this?" Seine laughed, making room for Sadie on the ground which was thankfully dry.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Second year seemed so far away! George span in his spot upon hearing another voice. He glanced over each of the faces behind them, flitting silent and unconscious judgment as anyone did. \n\"If it's been so long, why don't they let first years play?\" George asked. It didn't seem fair but it probably made sense. He imagined briefly what it would be like to see Sadie trying to fly among so many others who'd had years of practice. It wasn't a pleasant sight.. He answered his own question during his moment of imagination and twisted back to the conversation at hand. George felt a twinge of misunderstanding during the mention of Harry's name. He'd been a curse word in his home- \"Fucking-Potter\", \"Boy-Who-Lived-My-Arse\", and his father's favorite \"Fucking Potter.\" He had never really understood why and he still didn't. There were so many questions he still didn't have answers to, even after eleven years. He suspected Theo had already worked it out. He'd always been one step ahead. \n\nGeorge turned his attention off the exchange and looked about for his brother again. Theo had moved this time, standing nonchalantly against the backdrop of forest. He looked so cavalier standing tall in his uniform, George almost hated him and it made it him feel resentful. He had no reason to hate his brother other than for his own selfish jealously. \n\nThe crowd buzzed again when a girl stepped out and everyone's eyes shifted. No one seemed to be continuing their conversations now someone was racing. Everything seemed to be on her. All comments, cheers, hesitant and nervous breaths- no one's eyes were off the screen for more than a second. Pepper darted the course with a speed that seemed so unnatural. It wasn't enough though, her landing again and the echoing whines of the rest of Gryffindor seemed to prove that. The crowds quickly turned back to their conversations whilst the next student decided to have a go. George tugged from blades of grass from the floor, subconsciously ripping it into tiny pieces. \n\nThere was a cheer again from across the gathering, and everyone's attention snapped up. George flushed a vivid red that rivaled even the brightest of country beets. He watched his brother slide off his cloak and carry what looked like the broom their Uncle Chilton had bought him not days before they'd left for Hogwarts. It stood out that was for sure; silver wood and deep black bristles was totally common, right? George followed his brother's eye contact for the slightest second and stopped on Sadie's brother. It wasn't long until Theo had his two feet planted firmly on the ground, his chest low against his broom, waiting the whistle to blow.\n\n\"GO!\" The announcer yelled followed by the eruption from the Ravenclaw gathering on the hill across. George watched with shallow breath and nerves as large as a house as his brother's journey was displayed so largely in front of everyone. What if he didn't beat the record? Or Sadie's brother beat him? He'd be embarrassed so much! There was no way Theo could solely rely on the newest model to keep Brennan out of the way.. This was all it was about, George was sure. That was unless Theo had someone he was impressing. The boy weaved between the towers, the wind rattling against his jumper and trousers, his thick brown hair blowing wildly. The Ravenclaw's had blown up into some kind of chant, guided by a skinny red head holding Theo's robes. Of course there was a girl- George turned his attention back to the screen as Theo came back into view, almost flat against his broom, heading straight for the finish, red faced and windswept.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "The Ravenclaws were cheering. Sadie blinked when she recognized the boy shrugging off dark robes. She glanced to George, who had turned the colour of a ripe tomato. Seine glanced over, looking puzzled.\n\n\"His broom's different,\" She blurted—it was the first observation Sadie could think to make that would distract Seine. It worked. Seine laughed brightly, teeth flashing in a wide grin.\n\n\"Yeah. Alright, so that's the newest Kovalski broom—\"\n\nSadie listened intently as Seine began to expound about differing broom companies, although it sounded mostly like waffle. Seine was interrupted by a shrill whistle, and the topic was dropped.\n\nIt was almost dizzying to watch. The magical cameras did not seem to operate by the normal laws of physics, spiraling and rushing to capture every angle of the race. The race itself was insane—they were flying between pillars and over and under bridges and whipping around towers, climbing and plummeting on a dime. How many G-forces were they subjecting themselves to? Had anyone ever managed to kill themselves flying like this?\n\nThe elder Nott was beyond fast. He was back in a flash, looking windswept but not winded. He seemed to be smirking at—oh. Brennan. Judging by the cheering, the Ravenclaw had done exceptionally well, and Sadie didn't think she'd ever seen her brother look so determined. The blonde girl, Pepper, was clapping him on the shoulder, and several of their housemates were cheering.\n\n\"AND HE'S OFF!\" The amplified voice shouted. Brennan shot forth like a cannon-ball—it was evident that where Theo had been graceful, the elder Ethans favored raw power. His turns weren't quite so tight, and his broom wasn't so exotic, but he seemed to explode through the straight aways. Sadie bit her nails, unsure if she was hoping for her brother to win or not, he was so close, he'd be insufferable either way—\n\n\"AND IT'S A TIE BETWEEN NOTT AND ETHANS!\"\n\n…and that was, somehow, the worst possible outcome.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
Barely heard anything either of his friends said until the announcer spoke again. He watched his brother float down to the grass and hop of his broom as if the whole world was his oyster; George had always envied him in that regard. As soon as his two feet touched the grass, the same skinny red head ran over, his robes folded neatly over her arm. Theo didn't have a girlfriend- He was sure of it. He hadn't written to anyone over the summer and there was no way it could have happened overnight. Watching his brother slide on his robes once again, a conceited and smug smile toying with the corners of his mouth, George couldn't help but feel embarrassment bubble and boil in his stomach. The younger Nott traced his brother's gaze directly to Brennan and instantly shrank into the grass. Theo had to win this... The blonde contemplated hiding behind his hands, staring at the ground, even feigning illness and returning to his dormitory. If Brennan won this, Theo would be humiliated. Braving a glance towards his friends, George tried to judge their expressions. Sadie looked just as apprehensive as he did; Seine clearly electrified by the whole situation. All George could hear was the echoing boom of the Gryfindors behind them, rallying together to scream Brennan's name as he flew. George's eyes were fixated on the screen, as was everyone elses'. No single pair seemed to have taken their attention from the footage for even a moment. From the corner of his eyes, George could see his own brother following the boy's race around the turrets and towers of Hogwarts, pushing his hardest around the track. Brennan could fly, there was no denying that. The closer he came to the finish line, the louder his friends began to screech. This was it... Brennan thundered across the finish at a speed that didn't seem possible, straight into the whooping cries of those clad in red. "It's a tie-" George felt his stomach twist in on itself a thousand times over. All of his previous trepidation frothing over the edge and out of control. There couldn't have been a more unwelcome result.. "That's troll shit!" One boy yelled, thick and stocky. "Everyone knows Ethans can't fly for jack!" The silence that followed was painful. George gaze darted about for his sibling again, who stood with his back to Brennan, displaying nothing other than loathsome and obnoxious hate for the result. He said nothing- did nothing, despite the constant distress of the red head beside him. She rather looked like a chicken at this point, flapping her wings and throwing feathers about the place. "We should go..." George muttered, slowly standing. His voice uncertain and shaky. "We have lessons soon." It was the only excuse he could think of and watching Theo seethe in his spot was an less welcome than a cockroach at a restaurant. Watching his brother smolder and simmer, boiling and brewing, fuming and foaming, George could feel his toes curl. He'd never seen his brother so irate. Theo rolled his shoulders and turned to face Brennan, smirking again. He pushed off the red head, who'd clung to his arm by this point and stood firmly at the edge of his friends. "Considering your broom is not top notch, I'd say you flew well. You still take corners terribly but there are first years who can fly better with their eyes closed." "We need to go." George insisted by this point, all his alarms going off on full DEF-CON 1. He tugged on Seine's robes and passed him a pleading look. "We really need to go." "Other than simply blood minority, it's hard to say exactly why you made the team, Ethans. After all, your arm isn't up to par. I'd blame parentage but after all these years, I think it must simply come down to the fact you're a runt." Another short shove towards the red head who'd returned to his side to pull him from the inevitable fight. George froze still on his spot, staring in horror as his brother just kept going. "You're a fuck up, Ethans. You've no skill, only luck. One day that luck will run out and everyone will realize exactly what you are. A half-pint moron with dirt for blood." George felt the color drain from his face pretty quickly after that. He was thankful Sadie didn't understand, although he dared to guess what Seine must have been thinking. He felt his attention shift directly to Brennan, waiting for the moment he'd be expected to side with his brother. Their uncle had always said Theo was too proud and smug for his own good. He'd really out done himself this time.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Sadie was blown away by the intensity of the cheers. Brennan looked both frustrated and pleased; bolstered by the joy of their housemates, but determined, as if he wanted another go around the castle. She knew that look—Brennan had always been hyper-competitive, and it had gotten him into trouble hundreds of times over the year. But the blonde had slung her arm around his shoulder and for a moment, Sadie thought everything might be okay.\n\nThe peace didn't last but thirty seconds. A vulgar protest shot through the crowd, quieting the raucous laughter. Everyone knows Ethans can't fly. \n\nSadie felt her stomach twist, one parts surprise to two parts indignation. What did that mean? He had just tied, hadn't he? She looked between Seine and George, confusion written on her face. Seine shrugged, but George was urging them to go. Sadie rose to her feet, but couldn't quite tear her eyes away from the spectacle.\n\nShe'd never seen Brennan look so hateful, not even when she'd accidentally set his jumper on fire last summer. He looked at Theo like he wanted to rip his throat out, fists clenched. Sadie realised suddenly that the blonde, Pepper, had a hand on his shoulder, holding him back.\n\n\"You know, for two thousand galleons, I would have thought your broom should do the flying for you, seeing as how you can barely put the bird through her paces,\" Brennan's voice was strangled by frustration, and Sadie couldn't look away. It was a train wreck in slow motion, and everyone surrounding the two boys seemed to recognize it.\n\n\"Come on, Brennan, let's just go,\" One of the crimson clad boys muttered. Brennan seemed to try and compose himself, and Sadie though that he'd managed the impossible and controlled his temper.\n\nA half-pint moron with dirt for blood cut through the air like a knife. A gasp and a chorus of outrage rippled through the crowd—and Brennan had launched himself at Theo. Sadie gaped as her brother grappled the taller boy, raining down blow after blow. People were shouting—several of the students in red were screaming for blood.\n\n\"ENOUGH,\" boomed throughout the courtyard. Brennan and Theo were ripped apart, and Sadie could see her brother straining against the magic, knuckles bloody, as if all that mattered was the fight. The Headmistress was sweeping across the grounds in a rush of emerald tartan robes, wand aloft. Students cleared a path for her automatically, \"Control yourselves, the both of you! Never, in all my years—\"\n\n\"Professor,\" Pepper interrupted. The sharp look Professor McGonagall gave terrified Sadie, and she wasn't even the one receiving it. Pepper swallowed, but continued, fists clenched. \"Brat deserved it, he called Ethans a mudblood—\"\n\n\"That is enough, Miss Averys. I cannot believe a Head Girl would condone this response—the both of you,\" Professor McGonagall directed her wand to the two boys, still suspended and held apart. They were placed on their feet, and Brennan looked as though he might launch himself at Theo once more. Sadie chewed her nails anxiously as Professor McGonagall marched the boys—and a few of the older students with little golden badges—away.\n\nDirt for blood, he'd said. Sadie watched Theo and Brennan's backs. That was what Seine and George had meant.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George stood stationary, on the edge of hyperventilating after his brother's outburst. If it was possible to turn back time... Theo was going to get himself killed for saying that. The blonde's eyes constantly flicked between the boys, waiting. The uproar of response was expected, after all, he'd said the worst thing. His brother was an idiot! He made one last attempt to pull his friends from their spots only to startle and jump as soon as a thud echoed the grounds. \n\nTheo was on the ground, Brennan throwing punches faster than George thought possible. Watching was unbearable. His brother deserved the response, it what he'd sought after but George doubted it was this. He peered round at the students, Gryfindor backing Brennan, two Ravenclaws making a dash to pull Brennan from their friend, along with plenty of students disappearing back to the castle as if they sensed the trouble that seemed so close at hand.\n\n\"Enough!\" A voice rang out like a bell, standing each student still, with magic and without. Seeing his brother stood upright was a sorry sight. His nose looked displaced and his shirt- Oh Theo. George felt himself feel sorry for his brother. No one dared to speak aside from the blonde girl Brennan had been attached to. No one was denying Theo didn't deserve it but Brennan had broken his nose; it was uncalled for. \n\nThe skinny red head looked more distressed than before. George couldn't tell if that was a joint effort or whether the final shove had been the cause. It didn't stop her looking like a hen, clucking and flapping wings, red feathers all over. \n\nAll anyone could do was watch their Headmistress and silently argue, she was terrifying. Watching the two boys stand alone again was worse than tortue. Theo lifted a hand up to pinch his nose, stopping the bleeding Brennan had caused, and Brennan looked for than ready for round two. George couldn't look yet he still did. He needed to be there for his brother, it was the reason they were so close. The sight of watching him walk away, head tipped back, was painful. His face no longer held the twisted smirk that it had done when dealing with Brennan, now Theo just looked tired.\n\nAs soon as the two figures were out of sight, George let out a sigh, a breath of nervous and anxious air. He glanced between his two friends and then at the ground.\n\"I'm sorry my brother said that.\" George muttered quietly, as if speaking too loudly would turn the mob on him. \"He can be a bit thoughtless sometimes.\" George felt the undying need to protect him rumble and stir despite how little he could do.\n\nThe students began to shuffle back towards the castle, speaking amoungst themselves, murmurs and mutters everywhere. George had suspected Theo hadn't been best impressed when Sadie's brother bumped into him yesterday but he didn't expect the hate to run so deep. It seemed unnatural for him, starting fights on purpose. He watched those whose George suspected to be friends of Theo's leave his broom with the red head as they stalked back to the castle embarrassed.\n\nGeorge waited until most of the students were gone before heading back to the castle, his lunch no longer appitising. His stomach still flipped like a robotic muggle dog, faster than Brennan punched his brother. This wasn't going to plan at all- he was hating school because of this. He paused whilst Seine caught up and again whilst they waited for Sadie. Both of them knew they'd have to explain what Theo had said to her, neither of them wanted to. There wasn't anything worse Theo could have uttered. No doubt they'd be hearing about it all day though.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Be careful. He's a Nott, Maryam had said. Sadie hadn't really understood—she'd thought maybe it was something personal. But things began to click as George apologized, and a thousand questions raced through her head. What exactly did the Nott name mean? Did she even want to know? Her stomach churned.\n\n\"Thoughtless is an understatement,\" Seine said with a shake of his head. Sadie chewed thoughtfully on her lip, watching the crowd cautiously. Most of the students had reacted as though disgusted, but had everyone? How many people thought her brother—and her, she realised suddenly—had dirt in their veins? \n\n\"It's okay. We should get to the common room,\" Sadie said with a strained smile. They had nearly half an hour, but she found herself wanting to get out of the crowd. Mercifully, Seine nodded, and they rushed to catch up with George. Sadie smiled weakly, hooking loose red hair behind her ear. \"We've got six inches to write on Gamp's laws before Wednesday. We should get it done now—it looks like tomorrow's going to be hectic.\"\n\nSeine groaned, jamming hi hands in his pockets, looking entirely too displeased by the notion.\n\n\"Ughhh, seriously?\"\n\n\"We're literally learning magic, how is that not the most exciting thing ever?\" Sadie boggled at Seine, who simply grumbled in return. Looking to George, she cocked a brow. \"Don't tell me you find bending the laws of physics boring too.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
Halloween arrived faster than anyone had expected. The incident on the grounds was pretty much forgotten, even with Theo sporting a dark purple eye for over a week after. By the time the middle of October emerged the entire school was ready for the first Quidditch game of the year. Thankfully the tension between Theo and Brennan wouldn't be pushed any further beyond its limits: Hufflepuff against Ravenclaw was a thankful event. Of course the entire team was insistent on crowning themselves Champions, pushed even further ahead with one chaser's violent and grim determination to beat one Gryfindor beater if it killed him. The match itself started particularly well; clear skies and only hateful glares. The game continued slowly to begin with. One goal to Ravenclaw; two to Hufflepuff; another one to Ravenclaw. A scuffle broke out shortly after the wind picked up, chilled Autumn air speeding across the highlands bringing the hideous and unwelcome promise of rain. A small Hufflepuff clutched the Quaffle close to her chest, mouse brown hair flowing behind obviously troubled by the wind, glancing backwards as Ravenclaw closed it. It happened to quick to say exactly who caused the girl to fall fifty feet to the ground, unconscious and limp. George felt inclined not to blame his brother, but instead the buck tooth chaser beside him. One, two, three... Ravenclaw pulled themselves into a 40 point lead before either of the two seekers caught into the Snitch. The crowd cheered along, pulling up hoods as the rain closed in, darkening the sky within minutes. The prospect of a "nice, clean game" was all but memory now. Theo pushed forwards, eyes fixed on the two Hufflepuff chasers, juggling the ball between them. The two others joined him, speeding along behind preparing for impact. Theo dropped down, disappearing from their sight whilst the two other chasers closed in on either side, pushing them together, cornering them. Theo pushed upwards, almost knocking one off their broom. Rhonda, a tall and gangly Hufflepuff pulled the Quaffle close to his chest and pulled round, making a break for the goal posts. At least until he took a bludger to the chest, winding him enough to drop the ball. A short mad dash for the Quaffle and Ravenclaw had the lead again. Another two goals passed by, with borderline foul play occurring almost every time Hufflepuff had possession. Ten further points to Hufflepuff and the snitch was caught. Whistling and cheering erupted from stands covered in Blue and Silver, not a single member caring about the growing downpour. Ravenclaw house seemed to be on high for the rest of the month after that, every ego inflated beyond repair, despite the fact one Hufflepuff had two broken ribs and the mousy-chaser was still unconscious; Quidditch wasn't a soft sport. School passed less quickly even though they were finally learning magic! It may have only been beginner's spells but a spell was a spell and that's what mattered. The homework made things worse, essays for this and reading for that. Thankfully the excitement still hadn't truly worn off. Outside, the weather had dropped considerably. Blustering winds and crunching leaves under every foot really set the scene for their first Halloween. George joined his friends in the Common Room before heading back down to dinner, robes abandoned and comfier casual clothes ready for the a Friday night feast. They spoke about lessons and other students, teachers and ghosts, spells and mischief. The sight of the Great Hall covered in floating pumpkins and full with every child's Halloween dream. Candy apples, cakes, sweets galore! Stuffed food in the shapes of monsters. Skulls filled with soup and towering stacks of assorted meals, all balanced with talent. George made headway for a space towards the top of the table, helping himself to a bowl of soup and a crusty roll. He stayed silent for the most part, listening to Seine retell the events of a Quidditch match his old man had previously explained in a letter. Deep down, he was jealous. There was no denying it. Having a functional family must be something amazing. Sure, there were student's whose parents were no longer together, but having a parent in prison was a step beyond that. He poured the three of them a glass of pumpkin juice and settled down into his seat, enjoying the sights that Halloween brought.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "After the first week, Sadie finally found the rhythm of her schoolwork. It was tricky work—she frequently had to ask her classmates what certain magical terms meant—but that was good. Sadie had always liked cutting her teeth on difficult concepts. There was nothing like the joy of finding the answer, especially when she found it herself. She'd apparently become the class nerd, but Sadie found the near apathy of some of her classmates staggering. She knew in the way that she knew that she must breathe that she would never tire of the magic of spells and potions and earth beneath her fingernails.\n\nThe first Quidditch game was terrifying and exhilarating in equal parts. She couldn't forget the sight of that little Hufflepuff girl hurtling towards the ground. She'd woken up in a cold sweat half a dozen times, heart slamming into her ribs until she feared they might break. No one else seemed particularly bothered, and Sadie kept those nightmares quiet.\n\nIt had been two months, and Brennan had barely spoken more than a dozen words to her. She'd seen how he darkened when she came around with George, his lips pressing into a thin line. But it hadn't been George who'd said those awful things, she wanted to scream at her brother. Somehow, Sadie didn't think Brennan much cared. It was, truthfully, rather lonely. At least her mum wrote frequently, sending sweets and trinkets from back home. Her dormmates had been fascinated by the still photographs Sadie's muggle friends had sent, their fashion and technology so alien to them. \n\nShe was surprised to find herself missing home. Magic was wonderful and great, and she adored it, but she yearned for her phone, for streaming music and television. She missed knowing slang and context and staircases that didn't change on her. Sadie had a sharp sense of direction, but Hogwarts seemed to be purposefully trying to make her late for classes by completely altering its layout halfway through her walks.\n\nHalloween was as lavish as Christmas, she'd realised with a gasp as she and her friends entered the Great Hall. It was spectacular, flickering candles and spiders crafted of wisps of smoke dancing up and down webs of gossamer magic. Sadie spent the first five minutes of the meal whipping her head back and forth to catch sight of something new and wondrous. One of the older students chuckled as she gasped in delight at little cauldron cakes with ladles stirring around in their chocolate. \n\nSeine was regaling them with a particularly thrilling (and brutal) Quidditch recounting, Estonia vs. Laos, but she was only half listening. Seine was an amazing story teller, but she'd already heard the match--yellow and black robes whipping in wind, body tumbling like a rag doll toflat, flat earth—and she instead focused on the food.\n\nShe was halfway through a bowl of pumpkin soup when she noticed that a tall, thin Professor was whispering into the Headmistress' ear. Sadie watched at the elderly witch's face blanked, her lips pursing into a thin line. Little whispers seemed to break out along the Head Table—and then they were hushed, smiles placed back on their faces. She almost thought she had imagined it, but…\n\n\"Did you see that?\" Niall muttered from across the table. Sadie met the his curious gaze, flicking her eyes back to the Head Table. Everything seemed normal, but…\n\n\"That didn't look like good news,\" Sadie murmured, knitting her brows together. \"Wonder what they're hiding.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George found himself chatting along with Seine, regaling the events the match he'd read about. \n\n\"Wasn't that the game where Keola was banned for life?\" He asked, wiping pastry crust from the corners of mouth. \"Didn't he almost murder Estonia's keeper?\" He was barely aware of Sadie's attention existing elsewhere, instead solely focused on the conversation at hand. Seine's eyes animated and his hands waved with enthusiasm. \n\n\"Yes! He nearly get the woman on fire. Oh what was her name- Ti-, no... To, er-\" He paused for a moment, as if trying to pull the name from the very back of his mind. His hands danced in a circle like a fisherman recoiling a rod. \"Tulli!\" Seine yelled suddenly. \"My dad said that the whole crowd just freaked out! He plays for some Chinese team now though, so his ban must have been lifted... I don't know why.\" Seine continued, trailing off to stuff more food into his mouth.\n\nThe Great Hall echoed with the chorus of the ghosts and the echo of students laughing and babbling about anything that sprang to mind. The faces of each first year still seemed to irradiate with excitement and elation. Pumpkins floated about the room, each one carved to display a different face. From cackling smiles to slanted and devilish eyes. Each one was unique. George had spent the first part of the evening wondering exactly how had spent all afternoon craving each face with such creativity until it occurred to him that a simple charm would have easily done the job. The ghosts seemed to glade through the room, going from table to table, each joining in a small chorus of a song that seemed far older than anyone else in the castle. \n\n\"What do muggles do for Halloween?\" George asked after the conversation of Quidditch had died down. He'd never truly realized how different their worlds were. Muggles had such strange things, items he didn't understand. Their paintings and photographs didn't move yet large screens played sound and moving images, changing at the push of a button. There was music coming from tiny devices in pockets and huge metal birds that flew in the sky. How could they stand not being able to get somewhere instantly? What if something was broken? Did they just throw it out? There were far too many questions to make any real sense of and two months of Muggle Studies had done little to ease the burden he had in his head. He wondered what muggle kids did for fun? What sports did they play? What did they learn at school? How did they speak to people in other countries? How many of them knew his own world existed? What was it like to be told you were a wizard!? \n\nGeorge pulled another lump of his pastry and ate eagerly awaiting Sadie's response to his question. Did they eat big meals? Did they have parties? Did they do nothing? He could remember seeing shop windows decorated with masks and spiders webs. The image of a green faced women, her nose huge and long, with a single boil on the end was firmly placed in his mind yet he didn't really understand why. Was that what muggles thought his kind looked like? Sure, goblins weren't great looking but wizards and witches looked like anyone else. There were some perculier types but everyone looked normal.\n\nGeorge looked across to Sadie, waiting for her reply only for his eyes to follow her gaze across the table. He frowned a little and pulled his forehead tense. He watched the exchange for a moment before voicing the same opinion they all had.\n\n\"What was that about?\" He muttered, looking between his two closest friends and Niall. \n\n\"Do you think it's something serious?\" Seine asked, leaning in close to his friends. \"Maybe something has happened in the castle. They wouldn't just start panicking if it did.\" He offered, putting down his food to glance at the others. George followed suit, looking between the trio in the hope that someone would provide answers. \n\n\"It's probably nothing.\" He suggested, trying to, for once, play devils advocate. It wasn't a role he usually played, but one he felt he would need to learn in time. \"Its not like their going to tell us, is it? Regardless of what it is. If it's serious, it'll be in the Daily Prophet tomorrow. It's probably nothing.\" He repeated, desperate fantasy despite the fact he was riddled with anxiety, his thoughts lousy with the one hundred worst case scenarios he'd suddenly come up with.\n\n\"George has a point. If it is anything serious, it'll be in the Daily Prophet. It's not like their going to hide it really. Even if they did try, someone's parents would know and send a letter.\" Seine blurted, his eyes bright. \"Do you think the centaurs are angry? Maybe thats what it is. I heard they start stampedes a lot in the forest. What if it's a werewolf? Then again, they'd have to tell us about that one..\" He added.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "George offered reassurance—they were probably just being suspicious, right? Sadie chewed her lip, glancing back up at the Head Table. The Headmistress seemed impassive, tucking into a roasted pumpkin. Professor Sprout looked cheery as ever, regaling Madame Hooch was a tale, hands dancing as she spoke. \n\nNiall didn't look convinced. His brows had furrowed, blue eyes still watching their professors, like he didn't trust them. She couldn't imagine why not. Her professors seemed lovely—although Professor Binns' voice was very difficult to listen to without feeling drowsy—why should she distrust their judgment? It wasn't like she knew enough about this world yet, anyways.\n\n\"I guess,\" he said finally, shifting his gaze over to the Slytherin table, as if he were trying to make eye contact with someone. He nodded his head towards the table and shrugged. Sadie resisted the urge to twist around in her seat and see who he was looking at.\n\n\"Are werewolves common, then?\" Sadie asked Seine. God, would she ever feel like she knew this world? Every day seemed to be a constant reminder that the rules of reality she'd known her whole life meant nothing.\n\nSeine shifted uncomfortably for a moment, studying his mashed potatoes as if they might answer her question. She was nearly ready to brush it off when he spoke up.\n\n\"Yeah—during the war there were a lot of attacks. A lot of people were turned.\"\n\n\"Jesus,\" Sadie didn't mean to blasphemy, but it was just… she didn't know the context, but even she could tell that that was awful. She frowned, pushing her roast beef about her plate with a fork. She forced her thoughts to better places and turned to George. \"Right! So, muggle Halloween…\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
There was no denying something had set the professors on edge. For the rest of the holiday, the lines of age seemed deeper, eyes carrying a wave of exhaustion they hadn't known for some time. It was as if the whole castle seemed covered in a blanket of dulled anxiety but none of the students knew why. George joined his friends in the chatter of Halloween, oblivious to the chaos that lingered in the ocean 200 miles away from the castle they all called home. Seine and George spent the remainder of the evening engaged in a round of Exploding Snap with Sadie, hoping one day she'd be used to the wonder of it all. George set out a box of chocolate snap dragons his Aunt had sent on the floor beside them all, the contents emptying as the common room followed. Outside the wind was beginning to howl, screaming the news in a language no human would understand. The Gryfindor Tower slowly dispersed into silence as the student body finally drifted off to sleep. As the night passed, echoing through without a dream to comfort, the stirring of the world outside began to creep into the world. The stirring of one student after another was enough to wake each dormitory. George twisted himself out of his bed, eyes shifting to observe the grounds outside. The sky was bleak, dark and menacing, a threatening storm of the horizon. The boys dressed themselves in weary silence and began to descend into the halls for breakfast. Seine encouraged his friend to wait for Sadie by the fire and the trio reunited once again. The conversation was light but cheerful, blissfully ignorant of the previous night's events. They spoke of dreams, of the day ahead and of questions unanswered. They walked into the Great Hall, the familiar soundtrack of yawning following them as they walked. George turned his attention behind him as the uncomfortable sense of eyes stopped on his back. A frown crossed his face as the ever-concerning face of his brother appeared from the sea of students. There was barely a foot between them when Theodore snatched his brother's jumper and pulled him from the Great Hall with an expression he'd never seen before. His eyes seemed contorted with unease, warped with trepidation. Soon however, he stopped, waiting in a small silent spot beside the doors. "Have you seen the news?" He barely gave George time to answer when he spoke again. "The Daily Prophet-" "It's not here yet." George spat back. "Theo what's going on?" He asked, his voice squeaking with confusion. His brother merely took a deep breath and checked their privacy. "There was a break out-" His voice dropped low, whispering the words that followed. "Azkaban; they got out. Dad got out. They don't know who. Mum doesn't know anything more. She didn't want to worry you, but you need to know. It'll be all over the papers." Returning to his full height, Theo rubbed his face and stepped back. "Just try not to think about it. Chances are, it'll just mean moving again, which isn't an issue. Just don't think about it." The boy turned on his heels and headed back into the Great Hall with the remaining stragglers, leaving George on the edge of a panic attack. He crept back into the hall and sat himself down next to Sadie. His hands felt clammy, his chest tight, his whole body felt like it was going to explode. The student body existed in cheery spirits as the morning post arrived. George merely shrunk further into his robes, toying with the one slice of toast he'd chosen to eat.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Had the dreary news not set over the wizarding world, many could have argued that pleasantness of the day. Despite the growing November chills, the strong gale winds, and the frigid rain, the blue sky ahead seemed amiable. Students bustled across the Great Hall, gorging on their breakfasts and rushing through parchments of late homework. Moral appeared high, yet the encroaching fog appeared in the weary eyes of staff sat solemnly at the top table. The professors muttered among themselves, voices out of hearing. The occasional student would send a smile, a wave or a greeting and the noted teacher would return with a trained faultless expression. It appeared very few were expecting the disaster plastered on the cover of The Daily Prophet.\n\nGeorge had begun ripping his toast into small bite size pieces, his mind reeling with possibilities. What would happen if they caught him again? They'd lose him. Anyone who escaped ended up with the Kiss without trial. The blonde eleven year old pulled at his jumper sleeves, and rested his hands on his lap. Theo had more than one exclaimed the boy's tendency to worry too much; if it weren't for the thundering sound of his pulse within his ears and his throat closing within his neck, George might have disagreed.\n\nThe echo of beating wings flurried in from the roof of The Great Hall. Students excitedly searched for their own owls, smiling gleefully as they caught their parcels as they dropped from the air. The young Nott turned his head, his eyes trailing across the table for the boy he called brother. Theo sat upright, chatting happily to the friends he had, as if oblivious to the news the morning paper would bring them. George often wondered how his brother managed it, covering himself and his feelings; ones that weren't anger. It took a moment of staring before the bushing haired brunette spotted his younger sibling's gaze, panicked and unsure. He shook his head firmly and twisted his gaze towards the Ravenclaws beside him. George turned back towards his own friends as a result with his stomach twisting. \n\nIn the pause that lingered- the short moment before each student clambered for their friend's copy, ripping and snatching the paper from one to another- George felt the dread set in. Blue eyes stared directly at Seine only to flick to Sadie as she took her own turn to read. One by one, hysteria began to set in. Students began to panic, shouting and confused. Seine drew their attention to a small student with thick dark hair. Her familiarity now struck him- Verdana Dolohov, a cousin. Her own father had been trialed shortly after his own. Antonin Dolohov had been present more than once in their family home during both his and Theodore's childhood. The latter of the brother's had once claimed the man to be \"one of the worst\" and professed his own fear of the man. George felt the pang of empathetic trepidation as the students around her turned into snakes, hissing her way.\n\nThe Great Hall suddenly sprang to life with the shrill panic of several hundred students, each fearing for their safety. Theodore Nott was gone when George turned again for support. The tall Ravenclaw had already begun his beeline for the tall doors as the fights began. His feet carried him along the thick oak table, between his own and the yellow house. His face displayed little emotion aside from a faint sense of concern and dread. A spell shout from one 6th year student as he passed, its intended already screeching in return. Theo's feet picked up their pace and quickly he slipped from the hall. \n\n\"Don't run.\" George couldn't see why not. Sadie's grip grew tighter around his forearm, scrunching his sleeve and creasing his shirt. \n\"What do we do?\" The boy stammered in return as his attention turned to Seine. The yell that erupted from further down the Slytherin table and the spells that followed seemed only to make things worse. A huge boy, matted mouse brown hair and a thick set jaw roared a hex in response and the first fight broke out. \"What do we do?\" George squeaked again as the frenzy grew worse. He pulled Sadie's hand down from his arm and twisted his fingers into her palm, holding tightly. The situation grew worse, escalated to a state almost out of control.\n\nThe sudden booming voice of a wiry woman shook the castle still. Students froze, wands raised and friends in tow. A painful second passed before slowly each student complied, taking a seat at the nearest table, fear on every face. An icy silence followed as Professor McGonagall made her way towards the plinth ahead of all four tables. Her expressed seemed stoic, although by force. Several hundred faces stared her way for guidance, desperate, scared. The few students who'd rushed from the room slowly began to enter the hall and many of the ghosts had taken to join them. They floated quietly against the back wall, whispering among themselves. \n\n\"I understand you're all scared, perturbed and many of you are angry. This wasn't something any of us expected to find out, especially in such a fashion.\" Her voice strained as she spoke, kind old eyes hiding a fear of something they'd never expected to see again. \"Many of you know Hogwarts was subject to its own battle many years ago, and the scars of this have not all healed. Students, professors, witches and wizards alike lost their lives to keep this place standing; but I can assure each and every one of you that this school is as safe as it always has been. These walls will keep you safe. The Minister of Magic is more than prepared to ensure the protection of each student within these walls, regardless of who they are.\" She paused in her speech and her gaze circled the room ahead.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie had never seen anything like this in the flesh, but she was struck suddenly by how familiar it looked. It was like one of a dozen scenes she'd seen on the news, despite her parents best efforts to hide it from her. It was yet another vision of panic rolling through a crowd after an act of violence. It was different, in person. She could taste something acrid in the air, a whipcrack whisper of terror and rage. \n\nClutching George and Seine's hands, Sadie was struck with the cold realisation that maybe magic was dangerous.\n\nHeadmistress McGonagall spoke with a gravity that captured the attention of the Great Hall, gazes turning forwards to lock on her, trapped in her orbit. She spoke of a battle that Sadie only knew two paragraphs about, a footnote in the latest edition of Hogwarts, A History. He Who Must Not Be Named had launched an assault on the Ministry of Magic, on Hogwarts, and reparations were slowly being made to those impacted. It had all been very rushed, saying barely anything of use. But McGonagall? There was something in her tired eyes that made Sadie realise the Headmistress had lived every moment of those scraps of sentences.\n\n\"Years ago, our sorting hat warned us that we must unite within these walls, or we will crumble from within,\" The wiry woman remarked, and the lines around her eyes seemed to deepen as she gazed upon the sea of students. \"Those words remain as relevant as ever.\"\n\nShe looked to the staff table, to the row of professors. She seemed to think on something for a long moment, before turning back to the crowd.\n\n\"Classes will proceed as scheduled,\" She instructed. \"That is all.\"\n\nSadie boggled. How could they just go to lecture, like everything was fine and normal? There were a few murmurs, but under the Headmistress' gaze, no one spoke up in opposition. She frowned, turning to look at her friends, but finding her brother's gaze along the table. He looked scared.\n\nSadie hadn't seen Brennan truly scared in five years. They'd been climbing trees, laughing and half-wild, climbing ever higher. She'd lost her footing, reaching for a higher branch, and she remembered the terror of plummeting to the ground. Brennan had screamed; she had bounced harmessly into the grass, but she'd never forget how quickly he clambered down to the ground, panicked.\n\nSadie gnawed on her lip as his expression steeled. The Great Hall was beginning to rouse, facing rapidly approaching lessons. Brennan rose, strode towards her, and Sadie had barely started to stand before he caught her arm and tugged her along after him.\n\n\"C'mon,\" he muttered, his voice thick. Something about his manner made Sadie stumble and fall into step with him. She looked over her shoulder at George and Seine, confused, before he lengthened his stride and she had to turn away.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George could feel his stomach roll, processing each and every possible scenario. As hideous as his own Dad's crimes were, he was still a father; yet all of this had to mean something. He Who Must Not Be Named was dead, long dead, still, however, their most secure location was lacking a number of residents. George turned his attention to the chaos surrounding and his two closest friends with a face almost as pale as his hair, all colour had vanished as quickly as aspirating criminals. The more he thought about the possibilities, the colder his sweat become. With a face displaying nothing brighter than sheer panic, George remained on frozen on the spot. The passage for air within his neck felt uncomfortably tight, closing slowly. A clammy hand wrapped around Sadie's as the tension grew. The school's headmistress continued to speak but with increasing tunnel vision, George remained oblivious. A vacant expression met Seine for a moment despite his stare passing beyond his friend. Slowly, however, the trained voice of their ageing Headmistress registered within the swirling pandemonium. Classes were proceeding? They couldn't, he had to speak to Theo, his mum and find out where his own father had headed. How was he expected to pretend everything was entirely normal when his own family had murdered the parents and grandparents of his fellow classmates? George was grateful he called so few of them friends. He felt a tug on his hand as Sadie began to stumble away behind her brother. How long would it be until his own flesh and blood found Sadie and Brennan? After all, Muggleborns were part of the problem, he'd said. As the communion around them began to evaporate out the main doors, the gravity of the news laiden on their minds, the blonde let out an unsteady sigh. "I don't think anything good is going to come from this." He stammered in an uneasy and feverish tone. George pulled his bag from the floor and followed the river of students. "It's gonna be okay-" Seine started as the duo began to move. "I think it's going to be okay. We would be going home if it wasn't." Neither of them knew exactly how true the latter statement was yet they both had to believe it. George's eyes scanned the halls as they walked, searching for Sadie and his brother. He needed reassurance, anything. His gaze, perturbed by worry, hunted between the crowd before eventually spotting a bush of familiar brown hair crossing into the grounds to their right. "Theo!" He yelled among the flock of students. Instead of a response, however, the older sibling returned only a glare and a shake of his head that heavily suggested their current location and the present time wasn't entirely ideal for a conversation on a convict family member having gone AWOL.
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"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "As the term had continued, George had grown ever more comfortable, even though such had only been that way within their tiny triangle of friends. Now, with the news the morning had brought, he felt small, out of place and afraid. The Wizarding World was going to change before their eyes and the dense pit in the young boy's stomach only suggested exactly how much worse this was becoming. \n\n\"Do you think it's going to happen again?\" The scrawny blonde asked through a mouth that barely opened. His words were almost inaudible, sapped away by the dread and fear hanging over the school; pungent. Whilst he greatly feared the loss of his friends, the lingering apprehension within twisted around a fear of his own. Before, it had always been a family affair, two or three generations at a time. Once their world shifted back toward the chaos, exactly how long would it have been before Theo and himself were presented as willing volunteers? \n\nSadie's arrival frightened the remaining colour from George's face, leaving the ghostly complexion to outwardly compete with the unpigmented and chalky shade of his hair.\n\n\"You can't blame him really. We've all had a shocking morning.\" Seine added with a smile. \"They would have sent us home if it were anything serious. I'm sure they'll catch them soon.\" He paused before apologising to the impish kid to his left. \n\n\"Hopefully, they do,\" George added in a defeated murmured. He loved his parents, although he wasn't going to outwardly admit that he missed having his own father at home. George Snr was a murderer, but he was still a parent; someone George longed to return home. They all knew capture meant the end of the line: a duel to the death or the Kiss. His Dad hadn't been able to avoid them forever before, it was unlikely he'd be able to do so again. \n\nHe trudged alongside his two friends in silence, occasionally adding a note or comment to Seine's attempt at altering the mood. As they climbed the staircases towards the Third Floor, the milling crowds had begun to disperse. Transfiguration stood as their first lesson of the day and George was entirely grateful for the possibility of quietly taking notes instead of being forced to communicate. \n\nSeine, however, had spent their entire walk trying to engage Sadie in conversation entirely separate to the news they'd received that morning; for all their sakes. \n\n\"Did you manage to finish the essay Professor Thirmin had asked for? The one on foreign object transfiguration? I was barely able to manage the two sides and we were expected to cover three.\" It was a rushed conversation but entirely expected considering the state of their previously comfortable schooling day.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "George looked as scared as Brennan had, but where Brennan's temper had flared, George just seemed to shrink into himself. It hurt, seeing her best friend like this. After a moment, she realized it was the first time she'd thought of George like that, but it rang true. George and Seine were the closest friends she had here. She missed her girlfriends from home, but they didn't know about this part of her, and it was difficult to feel close to them with such an enormous secret in her heart. But George and Seine always waited for her, always had a joke and a story, and she looked forward to every day they had together.\n\nStill, best friends or not, Sadie couldn't understand why they seemed so bored by their homework.\n\n\"Um, yeah,\" Sadie laughed a little nervously. \"It's not like it was a lot?\"\n\nOne of the things that had struck her was just how more relaxed Hogwarts was. She hadn't gone to the world's most prestigious school, but her workload had been ramping up as she had been getting older, and her muggle teachers had assigned far more work than this. Sadie usually found herself going comparatively overboard with her work, but she was used to a far more aggressive pace.\n\n\"Ugh,\" Seine grumbled intelligently. \n\n\"I must once again remind you that you are always welcome to join me in the library after class. We can do our work together,\" Sadie offered, but Seine pulled a face at her.\n\n\"You spend hours there,\" He complained. Sadie rolled her eyes.\n\n\"We are literally learning magic, breaking the laws of physics and doing impossible things. That should make you want to study nonstop,\" Sadie reminded Seine. They'd had this argument half a dozen times, and she suspected they would have it until they graduated.\n\nThey'd reached the Transfiguration classroom during their bickering. Seine pushed open the door and they filed in, taking their usual spots. The atmosphere in the classroom was like a coiled spring, ready to explode with energy. Other students were shooting George dark looks, whispering, and Sadie simply held her head high. She and Seine sat on either side of George in a show of solidarity. \n\nThe whispers were silenced upon the arrival of Professor Thirmin, and Sadie sank into the rhythm of the lesson.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "The school seemed muted compared to the excited volume it lingered on most days. Such was to be expected considering the news they'd received that morning. Just like Sadie and Seine, the halls were still echoing with the sound of students discussing what mattered in the present; School. Regardless of the situation at hand, their world certainly didn't feel like it was in danger. Perhaps, however, it was. To students like both the Nott children and the Dolohov siblings, their families were finally returning home. The smallest sense of happiness lingered within, a smile he wouldn't have shared in public. All George could do, was hope his parents were still reunited as Christmas arrived.\n\nThe Transfiguration classroom felt far more constrained than it usually did. The walls felt unnaturally enclosed, despite their previously large size. He turned his eyes to Sadie and followed suit; letting the glares fall within his peripheral vision. This would all blow over soon, surely. People would forget, surely? \n\nGeorge was more grateful than ever and allowed himself to focus entirely on the subject at hand, in an attempt to ignore the burning sensation in the centre of his skull.\n\n\"We should explore some more of the grounds this evening,\" George muttered whilst the room was preoccupied with the notes at hand. \"There's the east side of the Black Lake that we haven't had the chance to see yet.\" \n\n\"It would be cool to see if we can spot the Merpeople beneath the Lake.\" Seine smiled encouragingly, furthering their friend's request to remain entirely out of the view of the remainder of the school. \"It's a shame we're not old enough to leave the Grounds yet. My Dad says Hogsmeade is cracking.\" The boy's positivity was appalling and contagious. \n\n\"I've heard good things about Honeydukes. I could ask my brother to bring us back something next time he goes.\" His tone quickly slid off into one of instability and self-doubt. The last few weeks had been nothing short of enjoyable; yet now George felt the mist of dread settling uncomfortably along the edges.\n\n\"You should definitely try Pepper Imps, Sadie.\" Their more cheerful friend returned with a grin wider than necessary. \n\nGeorge let the two of them speak for a moment as he uncomfortably considered the day's news. Had Sadie and Seine not remaining his friends, he likely would have been sat alone. He'd thank them one day; when he thought as much to do so. For now, however, he meerly clutched at his least healthy thoughts and made an extended effort to remain focused on the lesson; one of which ended much longer after George had hoped- or his preception of time certainly felt off.", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "Sadie frowned as George and Seine whispered during the lesson. Had the morning not been quite so awful, she might have shushed them and gotten annoyed. But with things so raw, she couldn't muster the will to be so sharp. She was already several chapters ahead in the textbook, frustrated by the snail's pace Professor Thirmin seemed all too content to set. \n\nSuddenly she could hear the Hat humming in her head, Plenty clever…what a thirst to prove yourself. It had flashed images of eagles swathed in bronze and blue with those words in her head, and it seemed all too ready to name her a Ravenclaw before it found whatever had tipped the scales so firmly to Gryffindor. Privately, Sadie wondered if she had been sorted wrong. She loved her house, her friends, but it was frustrating, feeling so alone in her wonder. \n\nSadie shook her head to clear it. What was done was done—there was no resorting, as far as she knew. She'd just have to make the best of it.\n\n\"I'd like the see the squid again,\" Sadie murmured. She arched a brow at Seine's insistence she try some unheard of sweet. Pepper Imps? \"Those do not sound good.\"\n\n\"Would you like to share your conversation with the class?\" Professor Thirmin called suddenly. Sadie flushed scarlet, dropping her gaze to her notes. Seine had the good grace to look uncomfortable and manage a quiet 'no'. Professor Thirmin frowned but, mercifully, did not dock any points and continued on.\n\nThe rest of their lessons passed by in a rush. Sadie led the way to the lake, chattering with Seine about music. He was filling her in on the classics of the wizarding world, and seemed amused by the muggle artists she named in return. He offered to lend her records and look bemused when she burst out laughing, calling them quaint.\n\n\"Records. What are we, hipsters?\" Sadie snorted, \"I mean, they've got great sound quality and all, but come on. Digital is so much more convenient.\"\n\nSeine looked at her blankly, and Sadie sighed.\n\n\"It's like this world is trying to stay backwards,\" She said theatrically, tossing her hands in the air. \n\nThe three of them were following the banks of the lake, the castle growing ever more distant. The black forrest seemed to almost beckon to her, trees rustling, and it took Sadie a great deal of willpower to remember that it was forbidden.\n\n\"We're not backwards,\" Seine said, sounding a little defensive. Sadie snorted again.\n\n\"You use owls for mail, Seine. Owls. Back home, I can email or text and get a response instantly. Or call someone instantly, without having to shove my head in a fireplace. I mean, magic is great and all, and I'm super happy to be here, but it's like I was shot back fifty years. This is so weird.\"\n\n\"We've got quidditch! And dragons!\"\n\n\"I'll give you dragons.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George was as glad as anyone to see their school day finally over. There was only so long he could manage to keep his head from spiralling over the morning's headline until it became ingrained in his brain, word for word. It wasn't as if it was only his family who'd willfully taken part in the two most recent Wizarding Wars, voluntarily murdering muggles and wizards alike; Theo's continuing bigoted options weren't helping George's case. He followed along behind Sadie with a handful of pastries he'd quickly taken from the Great Hall: pumpkin pie, sausage rolls, and a traditionally sized Cornish Pasty. Tonight would just be the three of them, at least until time grew too late. "Quidditch is great, normally," George added to the two's current discussion. "I'm not looking forward to the next three years of Quidditch here, mind you. Friendly competition is one matter, but I don't think things are going to be friendly." He passed a tiny chuckle as he spoke. Round Two of the Battle of the Brothers rang low on his list of events he wished to revisit. "Quidditch is fantastic! I still can't believe you don't like it. The season has already started and you'll see your brother play in a few weeks; you'll be a fan before too long!" Seine continued with his family smile, wide and genuine. "Did you follow any muggle sports?" George pulled his robes from his shoulders and laid the collection on the fabric between them. "Don't muggles have lots of sports? I remember seeing one in a pub once where the players were throwing tiny sticks at a target. All the crowd seemed so serious, it was incredibly daft." It was the first time all day his tone hadn't sounded entirely defeatist. "I just don't get it, a lot of muggle things don't make sense." He even managed a chuckle. "Wait, what were they doing?" Seine asked with a snort of utter confusion. "These men were dressed in waistcoats and were tiny sticks-" He paused and motioned the throwing of a dart. "against this huge target, covered in numbers. There was another target in the pub itself since most of the muggles were watching it on a rectangle." George fumbled over his words. His childhood might have been far from sheltered in terms of the Wizarding World but George had little knowledge when it came to the world of Muggles. "It really weird, the sport, not the rectangle, paintings have moved for years." Siene cracked a grin behind his hand and soon found himself roaring with laughter, much to the confusion of his friend. George glanced at Sadie and Seine with panic and bewilderment plastered on his face. His skin shifted in tone, rolling from pale to an uncomfortable red hue. "I'll let you explain this one, Sadie."
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George Nott Jr.
"One of the biggest sicknesses this world has is expectation. We all expect other people to be a certain way or to do a certain thing. Most people, they spend their whole lives under the wants of other people." Age: 11 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Date/Place of Birth: October 7th - Ennismore Gardens, Knightsbridge, London Currently: Hogwarts House: Gryffindor Wand: Aspen, 9 ¾", Dragon heart-string Patronus: Grey Wolf Personal Childhood: George grew up in a modest London home. His first years were spent in constant tension. Although he remembers very little, being only five when his criminal father was finally arrested, George remembered the arguing and the hushed voices. He could remember the masked faces in the living room before his parents would disappear for a few days, leaving them in the care of their relatives. George's relationship with his father is based merely on what he knew of what he'd done. His relationship with his mother had been close, not completely, but enough to substitute a healthy childhood. However, his relationship with his brother was closer. They stuck together and supported one another, despite the distance in location and now the distance in House. Personality: George has a furious temper. Often people will find him stubborn and irritable, although this is rare at a young age. Whilst young, George is anxious and cautious, although friendly and outgoing once comfortable. He fears a great deal and expects much more of himself. Protective of his friends, he will prove to be more protective of himself and sometimes just plain selfish. Hobbies: Duelling, Chess, Card-games and quidditch.
[ { "text": "Sadie frowned as George and Seine whispered during the lesson. Had the morning not been quite so awful, she might have shushed them and gotten annoyed. But with things so raw, she couldn't muster the will to be so sharp. She was already several chapters ahead in the textbook, frustrated by the snail's pace Professor Thirmin seemed all too content to set. \n\nSuddenly she could hear the Hat humming in her head, Plenty clever…what a thirst to prove yourself. It had flashed images of eagles swathed in bronze and blue with those words in her head, and it seemed all too ready to name her a Ravenclaw before it found whatever had tipped the scales so firmly to Gryffindor. Privately, Sadie wondered if she had been sorted wrong. She loved her house, her friends, but it was frustrating, feeling so alone in her wonder. \n\nSadie shook her head to clear it. What was done was done—there was no resorting, as far as she knew. She'd just have to make the best of it.\n\n\"I'd like the see the squid again,\" Sadie murmured. She arched a brow at Seine's insistence she try some unheard of sweet. Pepper Imps? \"Those do not sound good.\"\n\n\"Would you like to share your conversation with the class?\" Professor Thirmin called suddenly. Sadie flushed scarlet, dropping her gaze to her notes. Seine had the good grace to look uncomfortable and manage a quiet 'no'. Professor Thirmin frowned but, mercifully, did not dock any points and continued on.\n\nThe rest of their lessons passed by in a rush. Sadie led the way to the lake, chattering with Seine about music. He was filling her in on the classics of the wizarding world, and seemed amused by the muggle artists she named in return. He offered to lend her records and look bemused when she burst out laughing, calling them quaint.\n\n\"Records. What are we, hipsters?\" Sadie snorted, \"I mean, they've got great sound quality and all, but come on. Digital is so much more convenient.\"\n\nSeine looked at her blankly, and Sadie sighed.\n\n\"It's like this world is trying to stay backwards,\" She said theatrically, tossing her hands in the air. \n\nThe three of them were following the banks of the lake, the castle growing ever more distant. The black forrest seemed to almost beckon to her, trees rustling, and it took Sadie a great deal of willpower to remember that it was forbidden.\n\n\"We're not backwards,\" Seine said, sounding a little defensive. Sadie snorted again.\n\n\"You use owls for mail, Seine. Owls. Back home, I can email or text and get a response instantly. Or call someone instantly, without having to shove my head in a fireplace. I mean, magic is great and all, and I'm super happy to be here, but it's like I was shot back fifty years. This is so weird.\"\n\n\"We've got quidditch! And dragons!\"\n\n\"I'll give you dragons.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George was as glad as anyone to see their school day finally over. There was only so long he could manage to keep his head from spiralling over the morning's headline until it became ingrained in his brain, word for word. It wasn't as if it was only his family who'd willfully taken part in the two most recent Wizarding Wars, voluntarily murdering muggles and wizards alike; Theo's continuing bigoted options weren't helping George's case.\n\nHe followed along behind Sadie with a handful of pastries he'd quickly taken from the Great Hall: pumpkin pie, sausage rolls, and a traditionally sized Cornish Pasty. Tonight would just be the three of them, at least until time grew too late.\n\n\"Quidditch is great, normally,\" George added to the two's current discussion. \"I'm not looking forward to the next three years of Quidditch here, mind you. Friendly competition is one matter, but I don't think things are going to be friendly.\" He passed a tiny chuckle as he spoke. Round Two of the Battle of the Brothers rang low on his list of events he wished to revisit. \n\n\"Quidditch is fantastic! I still can't believe you don't like it. The season has already started and you'll see your brother play in a few weeks; you'll be a fan before too long!\" Seine continued with his family smile, wide and genuine. \n\n\"Did you follow any muggle sports?\" George pulled his robes from his shoulders and laid the collection on the fabric between them. \"Don't muggles have lots of sports? I remember seeing one in a pub once where the players were throwing tiny sticks at a target. All the crowd seemed so serious, it was incredibly daft.\" It was the first time all day his tone hadn't sounded entirely defeatist. \"I just don't get it, a lot of muggle things don't make sense.\" He even managed a chuckle. \n\n\"Wait, what were they doing?\" Seine asked with a snort of utter confusion.\n\n\"These men were dressed in waistcoats and were tiny sticks-\" He paused and motioned the throwing of a dart. \"against this huge target, covered in numbers. There was another target in the pub itself since most of the muggles were watching it on a rectangle.\" George fumbled over his words. His childhood might have been far from sheltered in terms of the Wizarding World but George had little knowledge when it came to the world of Muggles. \"It really weird, the sport, not the rectangle, paintings have moved for years.\"\n\nSiene cracked a grin behind his hand and soon found himself roaring with laughter, much to the confusion of his friend. George glanced at Sadie and Seine with panic and bewilderment plastered on his face. His skin shifted in tone, rolling from pale to an uncomfortable red hue.\n\n\"I'll let you explain this one, Sadie.\"", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "\"It's also like, horrifically violent,\" Sadie pointed out, rolling her eyes about Quidditch. It didn't help that she was terrified of heights. She had spent her flying lessons desperately trying to get away with not flying, and had managed a decent job of it thus far. She suspected Madame Hooch was aware of her self-sabotage, and Sadie wasn't sure how much longer the hawk-eyed woman would let her get away with it. \"Hard pass.\"\n\nAs George asked about sports she was interested in, Sadie bounced back with a grin.\n\n\"I really like tennis! My mum and I are big fans of the Williams' sisters. They're incredible, literally the best players ever! I'm not very good at playing, but it's so fun to watch.\"\n\nIt took Sadie a couple of moments to piece together what George was talking about. It was adorable, really, the way he described the real world. Perhaps it was unfair to think of it like that, but she suspected the wixen world would always feel more like a vacation than her own life.\n\nSadie giggled as Seine burst into laughter. Their amusement wasn't mean spirited, but she did feel a tinge of guilt as George's face turned pink. Her tone was gentler as she spoke up. \"You're talking about darts. It's more of a pub game than anything else. You're trying to throw darts at specific numbers so they can sum up and get your score down to zero. I mean like, it's kind of a sport, but it's not super popular. We're more into like football and rugby.\" She wrinkled her nose, shrugging her shoulders. \"They're okay, I guess. Brennan played a lot of rugby with some of the other boys in the village when we were kids and never let me join, so it kind of soured me on it. That jerk.\"", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" }, { "text": "George looked at Sadie as if she was speaking a completely different language. Football he'd heard of, but tennis and rugby? Perhaps had he seen a video or an example of the former, he likely would have understood the former. Since examples weren't available, he remained clueless.\n\n\"That's a bit rude if they didn't let you play. Did you ever ask him why?\" It hardly seemed fair that Sadie hadn't been allowed to join in. Although, had he known the rules, he likely wouldn't have agreed. Quidditch was violent but at least they weren't so young; and magic, which helped a great deal when injuries got worse.\n\n\"You'll have to show us some, one day. Probably not when it's freezing outside though.\" Especially since it was only going to get much colder. November had started wet and continued through until the approaching winter winds hit the castle and seemed to whip across faces and under cloaks as students made their way across the bridges and the grounds. They'd each be grateful for the temperature inside their year-round home, but it only seemed to be getting colder by the week. George hadn't expected it be long at all before the snow hit, as excited as he was. The white flakes weren't common in London, nor at his Aunt's boggy home. \n\n\"Who do the sister's play for? Are they on a team? Like a city team or a country team?\" Such a closeted anti-muggle household meant such commonplace things such as television and tennis were far more alien than most would expect; especially considering the short distance between his home and the famous tennis court.\n\n\"I think you're thinking of Rugby, Georgey.\" Seine continued, a wide and bright grin still creasing his cheeks. \"There aren't really any teams in Tennis, right?\"", "username": "TheDookieNut", "char_name": "George Nott Jr." }, { "text": "\"Sometimes they play doubles, but it's not like Quidditch teams,\" Sadie explained, before clicking her tongue in irritation. \"It's so annoying. If I had a phone, I'd just show you a video. I'm seriously having withdrawals. I mean, don't get me wrong, magic is amazing, I'm happy to be here, but it's so frustrating being disconnected like this. It's going to be weird going back home for the holidays. I still haven't figured out what I'm going to tell my friends about where I've been.\"\n\n\"I hadn't thought about that,\" Seine admitted, rubbing his chin. \"My dad's a half blood, so we have some muggle stuff, but we don't really talk a lot with that side of the family.\"\n\n\"Brennan made it really clear we're not allowed to talk about this with our old friends. We can tell mum and dad, but that's it,\" Sadie said grimly. Brennan's old friends had stopped coming round the past few years. She couldn't blame them; from their perspectives, Brennan had ghosted them. Sadie was pretty sure it was going to happen to her as well, and she didn't much like that thought. Sadie pushed past it. That was a problem for future Sadie.", "username": "El Taco Taco", "char_name": "Sadie Natalia Ethans" } ]
George frowned, pulling his forehead together, skin faint with subtle hints of pimples. He'd never thought, nay considered, what muggles had to go through. The secrecy they were all bound to was standard life to those without non-magic family members. Sadie was practically losing half her life. "You'll have the entire Ministry on your back if you tell them anything- your brother is right. There are stricter laws protecting what we do with magic than anything else when it comes to Muggles." He shifted unsteadily and sighed. "Why not write to them? I'm sure your parents could easily send supplies-" Parchment would have been the least of their concerns considering the usual method of mail postage. "Send 'em to your parents though first. I doubt they'd shrug off letters coming by owl." Seine offered his suggestion with a smile. "There's nothing to suggest your can't have Muggle friends; just don't go casting magic in front of them." Seine let out a small laugh, before resting his hand on Sadie's shoulder. "We should go exploring this evening. Find some of the secret rooms my Dad mentioned. Apparently him and his friends knew so many of the passages. Part and parcel of how he caused so much trouble I guess."
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Takeshi
Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Of course, Prince T'charrl, I'll keep an eye on them. Rest well, we'll see you in a bit.\" Now it was a matter of entertaining these two until the time for their rewards came about, and the best way to do so was a tour. They had seemed genuinely intrigued by the city, so what better way to keep them busy than to indulge that curiosity? Bidding the young man and the doctor a fairwell he led them out of the room, making way back towards the entrance. \"Really, we are in your debt. Losing T'charrl would have been horrible for us, so again, we all thank you. And don't take any hostility or aversion the wrong way, we're not used to outsiders is all, let alone a Saiyan.\" Looking to Shu the captain smiled apologetically, turning away as the doors were opened for them to let them back outside. \"Don't take that the wrong way, Shu. Just from what we know of your race they're not the most pleasant of people, so this is a nice surprise for us all. It's good to know we have friends beyond our own world. And you...\" L'esta paused, looking at Yumi curiously, \"If you don't mind my asking, where do you come from? I do not recognize you at all.\"\n\nYumi flushed as she was questioned, mostly due to the fact she really wasn't too sure how to answer it. Biting her lip thoughtfully she mulled over it for a moment before answering, smiling politely at the captain. \"I'm from a planet called Earth. It's a lot like this world actually, though the forests are a lot smaller. Plus big portions of the world are frozen, it didn't seem like any of this world had snow or ice on it.\"\n\n\"Snow... Ice..?\" L'esta repeated, cocking his head to the side curiously. \"What is that?\"\n\n\"Oh! Well... Snow is this white stuff that's cold... It's like frozen water, but it's light and falls from the sky. And ice... Is kind of like snow, but frozen, so it's solid and doesn't fall from the sky. Usually when it gets really cold water turns to ice.\" Strange, did these people not have winter here? Yumi wasn't sure how she felt about never seeing snow, she didn't think she could live on this planet as a result. \"It never gets cold here? At all?\"\n\nL'esta shook his head, waving to the guards as they passed through the gates and began their descent back into the city. \"It never gets cold here, or certainly not enough for that. We have frost periods, which almost sounds like that. Some of the ground hardens and there is a chill in the air, but that's it. Those periods only last a little while anyways, a few weeks at a time. What you see now is more or less how it is all year round.\"\n\nKabocha wasn't overly thrilled with this world, it was dull to say the least. Trees, trees and more trees, what a lousy place to have to come to. It did seem like a good planet to hide on though, plenty of cover to use. Plus, those weird towers everywhere that expelled some odd energy interfered with their electronics when firing, so that was another plus. That damn girl had either been incredibly clever or stupidly lucky in picking a world to seek refuge in. And now that they were here they'd need to scour every inch to find her, otherwise the king would have their hides when they returned. He really didn't get why Yumi's escape was their fault, they hadn't been in charge of her. Leave it to Yamate to be utterly unreasonable though.\n\n\"You two see anything yet?\" Kabocha shouted over the wind, flying with the twins up above the treeline. He had his scouter on to help search, but so far not a single thing had come up. Exhaling in annoyance he crossed his arms over his chest, turning his lead to look at Kai and Choi. \"Maybe we should split up? We'd cover more ground that way. Then we won't be wasting as much time looking for the girl.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu felt rather excited over the thought of exploring the city, it was already a fascinating place when he had finally been able to get into the underground after a long trek to get there. It was truly beautiful when he had arrived here and only walked to the palace, but he wondered how these people managed to survive without the sunlight. He always felt refreshed in the sunlight, these people must had felt refreshed in the darkness and only functioned during the daytime for convenience. It was such a strange world, he definitely knew he was going to enjoy this place and would like to visit again if that was ever possible. The people were nice, but he was still curious to what this 'power' was that T'charrl had mentioned earlier. Keeping a hold of Yumi, he nodded at L'esta, smiling a little, \"I understand, I'm just happy that I'm not being attacked because I am one\", he said calmly, giving him a nod, \"I haven't had very good experiences with them either…\"\n\nWatching the exchange between L'esta and Yumi, he smiled away seeing how their worlds were almost completely different, but now he did begin to wonder what other parts of the world felt like if there was no such thing as snow or ice. He did enjoy snow and ice when it was not too cold and that he was well wrapped up if he was able to slide around like he did without getting hurt, but maybe it wouldn't be too good with these people regarding their looks. He never did see bugs when he was in a cold place, maybe they just couldn't survive. It was strange, but his main worry was what kind of weather they got on this planet. He hadn't seen any other types of weather, maybe it was worth asking, \"Uhhh, what falls from the sky…? I-I mean, other than the sun, what is it like outside…?\"\n\nKai wasn't as impatient as Kabocha, he was just glad that they were able to get out and about without too many problems coming their way. The planet had been pretty difficult to get onto, the energy this world gave off just proved to disrupt their devices. It was no wonder that their King didn't want anything to do with this planet, the energy just disrupted everything and all of their devices would just need reconfigured. The most that would be able to get through to the planet was the ships, everything else such as energy weapons and what not was just a complete waste to use. Searching carefully with his annoying scouter, he groaned before looking to Kabocha, frowning a little, \"Why split up if we'd just end up losing each other with this equipment\", he spoke over the wind, feeling fairly annoyed, \"Just follow the plan! We'll find her or the others, just hopefully not Takeshi\".\n\nChoi was a little more relaxed and just enjoying the weather, it was definitely very nice and relaxing. He really did need something to take his mind off all this stress he was going through, just being here and being so close to where Takeshi was definitely freaked him out a little bit. Takeshi knew they had no choice, but that didn't stop him from hating them just because they had to do their job to live. Stretching his arms out forward, he looked between Kai and Kabocha before letting out a chuckle, \"Just take your time, c'mon! This planet is great! I feel so light here\", he sighed, looking around, \"Maybe we shouldn't be staring at the trees, though. Where's a break in this forest??\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Well, it does rain fairly often too," L'esta pointed out, lifting a hand to tap his chin thoughtfully, "Though we've been in a dry spell lately. It is about mid-year though, so that's normal. Aside from rain there is a mist that settles over the planet now and again, and that makes it really humid. We love it though, that's the best time of year. Usually that happens around the beginning of the year, after the frost." It seemed like there was an awful lot about one another that they did not know, and that spurred both party's curiosity. No Kaesstrian had really ever left the planet before, with their anatomy requiring unique conditions and all, so their knowledge of worlds beyond their own was scarce. It would definitely be something to visit another planet sometime, maybe once this little dispute of theirs was over. "This snow and ice of yours though... It sounds very interesting. Almost like frost, but even colder..." The Captain paused, shuddering faintly before giving a meek smile. "We're not a fan of the cold, so pardon me by saying I wouldn't be too eager to see THAT part of your world." From the palace back to the city L'esta led the pair through a multitude of streets. Some were crowded and elegant in design, marketplaces and the upper class districts, while others were more modest and narrow. Even those seemed like a decent enough place to live though. If the city was good for one thing it was accomodating those who lived here. No one lived in poverty so long as it could be helped, as an excess in supplies was always kept in order to ensure everyone survived. With war raging it was a little more difficult, what with displaced refugees and less goods to go around, but they still managed to be a metropolis under the earth. "Tell me a little about your home world, little one." L'esta spoke up, stopping on the side of a main street and smiling at Shu encouragingly. "I know what snow and ice are now, but what of the rest of this planet of yours? Is it like Kaesstra?" "Just an idea. You know, seeing as we've made so much progress thus far," Kabocha retorted, frowning as he turned his head from Kai. At the mention of their former leader he cringed inwardly, sighing and looking back down at the trees. "I would hope he'll be happy to see us, but... We've kind of been doing his old man's work, so who knows how that'll sit with him." If they could agree on one thing about Takeshi it was his inherent ability to snap on a whim, making him fairly difficult to talk with. Glancing sidelong at Choi the Saiyan smiled slightly, in agreement at least that it was a pretty nice world. "I don't know, we weren't given any sort of idea even where to look on this dang rock..." The planet was big, probably even bigger than Kortal. With much of what they'd seen thus far being covered in trees hardly made their search any easier. Looking right ahead Kabocha squinted slightly, seeing a distant gap in the treeline not too far off. Smiling brightly he let out a little laugh, unfolding his arms and clasping his hands together. "Choi you damn genius! I love it when you open your mouth sometimes!" he shouted, pointing ahead to the spot in question before darting off towards it. As the trio drew nearer they would see the clearing was not just a little barren spot, but a fairly large field in the midst of the forests. A series of rolling hills spanned from one side to the other, and the ground itself was littered with various colors of flora and smaller plant life. It was a pretty place, to be sure, but then so was this entire planet. Kabocha would have passed it right by initially had something not grabbed his attention. Coming along to a gradual halt he glanced down in the field, gesturing for the twins to do the same. "Hey... Look at that..." he whispered, pointing down to a figure below. It was a little difficult to make out from here, but that shape amongst the grass looked awfully familiar. Slowly descending towards the ground his eyes widened in recognition, immediately realizing who it was. Viral, not quite who they were looking for, and definitely not a good sign. Where the Beastman was the princes were sure to not be far behind. He seemed to be alone though right now, which was a relief. Touching down on the grass Kabocha smiled, starting to walk towards Viral steadily. "This is where you go when you runaway, huh?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Woah there, slow down Shu! You're asking questions faster than I can answer them!' Yumi said, laughing amused. \"I don't get a lot of vacations, and I don't think it matters if you're a boy or girl really. And... You can't really hold them,\" she added, brow furrowing confused. So he didn't quite get what a vacation was yet, it'd take a little more explaining then. Like many things it seemed like Shu was going to have to learn as he went, as there was really no other way she could describe it other than a break. With a second slew of questions the Beastman kept her mouth shut for a moment, looking about the forest curiously. She knew the direction they had come in to get here, the very same they were heading in now. Thinking hard about it they had taken a left after finding T'charrl, which meant when they got back to that spot they'd take a right. \"I do know how to get back,\" Yumi assured, smiling at Shu happily, \"And I don't feel much like flying anyways. We might as well just go ahead and enjoy a walk back.\"\n\nVegeta smiled faintly as Kai shouted down to him, finding the kid's behavior curious in an amusing way. \"The likes of me? I'm a Saiyan too, or do you mean an Earthling? Afraid to lose to someone from Earth?\" The other twin was back in it too, and by the looks of things both boys intended to take the fight to him in gusto, ignoring Takeshi entirely. Wondering just where the other boy had gone he looked around, finding him heading to Viral to help out. So he was supposed to buy time right now then? Turning back to Kai and Choi he braced as they rushed in to attack him, pushing ahead to do the same. One punch was thrown, which he blocked, and the second he narrowly dodged by leaning back. Not even bothering to try landing strikes himself he vanished, distancing himself from the twins carefully. As he backed off Kabocha came in behind him, grabbing him from behind to try and restrain him. Vegeta reached over his shoulders and grabbed the Saiyan by the armor, tossing him head over heels towards the twins, smiling strained seeing him line up with the other two. \"Crap... A three on one huh?\"\n\nTakeshi touched down beside Viral carefully, trying not to look over his shoulder at how Vegeta was fairing right now. \"Just hold still for a second, these things are easy to get off.\" There was a release button right on the backside of one of the cuffs, well out of reach of the one wearing them. For another person it was as simple as finding the little divet, and after examining the links carefully he pressed the release, smiling proudly as the cuff unlocked itself. Doing the same with the other one Takeshi tossed aside the restraints, looking at Viral carefully for any signs of being roughed up. Finding none he sighed, looking back up to his former squad and Vegeta squaring off uncertainly. \"Viral...? Why are they after Yumi...?\" he asked, not taking his eyes from his old team. \"Do you know if they're the ones who took her? Or are they just here on my father's orders?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu had generally no understanding to what she was on about but was trying his best to get his head around it, even if that took a while. He was sure that he would be able to work it all out eventually, he held enough interest in such things to give himself a desire to learn. Staring at Yumi with a fair smile, he tilted his head a little before nodding, \"Ohhh, okay! I see! That's weird, how strange\", he said quickly, giving his chin a quick scratch before looking around the area. While he was a little disorientated, he trusted Yumi and did think she really did know the way, \"Okay, maybe you can get me some fruit too like you promised, yeah? Even if it won't be as good as that fruit in the basket…\"\n\nThe twins moved with great synergy as usual, their ability to almost connect each other working wonders. They didn't have to worry about each other that much, they were able to watch out for each other and focus their strength into their attacks. Keeping up with Vegeta, they backed off a little themselves when Vegeta immediately disappeared with Kabocha being thrown at them instead. Moving to let him regain himself, they both looked to Kabocha before moving to attack once more, instead Choi vanishing and coming up from behind Vegeta to try and box him in, Kai going in to kick Vegeta while Choi tried to slam his fists down to throw Vegeta to the ground.\n\nViral continued with his struggle, twisting and turning his wrists to try and get them loose before Takeshi came over and unclipped them like they were nothing. Growling lowly, he shifted his arms around tiredly, giving his wrists a rub before holding his head. It was hardly anything he had planned to have done to him, he felt ashamed to let it happen in the first place. Groaning a little, he looked to Takeshi, giving him a bit of an angry glare before looking away again, \"Hmph…she's had that chip inside her the entire time…so they most likely came here because of that…\" he spoke, sounding a little tired, \"I knew they would come eventually…I just thought I would had been better by now so I could tear them apart myself…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Vegeta knew the odds were against him, but until Viral was seen to he had to tough it out. With three capable fighters to watch out for he couldn't possibly keep tabs on every single one, and sure enough one of the twins pulled a fast one and vanished from the rest of the group. Focusing on his energy the Saiyan spun around to face him, being caught utterly off guard as the other twin drove a foot into his back, kicking him right into his brother. From there he felt a heavy blow connect with his back, knocking him towards the ground once more at a fair speed. Trying to catch himself before crashing he barely managed to hover a few meters above the ground, but with Kabocha still a viable fighter he looked up only to get a glimpse of a Ki blast hurtling in his direction. Cursing at having no time to counter he balled up slightly, taking the brunt of the attack and finally being pressed down into the dirt. The blast exploded on contact, scattering dirt and various debris about and leaving a sizable hole in its wake. Vegeta was hardly down from that, but the ringing in his ears and the disorientation from tumbling left him lying there for a moment. "A thank you would be nice..." Takeshi mumbled, smiling slightly as he tossed the cuffs away. So Yumi still had a damn tracking chip, and his former squad of all people had to be the ones to come collect. He was supposed to save them too, but not if it meant sacrificing another friend in the process. Watching as Vegeta soon found himself on the end of the twin's attack he knew he had to go help, sighing as he got to his feet. "We'll settle this, then deal with her chip. Take a breather, then give us a hand, yeah?" Turning and preparing to go in for an attack Takeshi was made to brace himself as a blast was fired, gritting his teeth while trying to block debris from hitting the tired Beastman. When the dust settled he glared up at the trio in the air, furious that they were going to such lengths. "Dammit, cut the crap!" he screamed, letting his power shoot up before dashing skyward in a fit of fury. Kabocha wanted to blast the other Saiyan again, keep him pinned, but that wasn't going to happen. Instead he was made to face Takeshi again, though this time he would hardly be caught off guard. In a straightforward attempt at a punch the noble leaned to the side, grabbing Takeshi's shirt and driving a knee up into his gut. Trying to knock him down as well he gritted his teeth as his elbow was caught, getting a fair hit to his jaw that nearly sent him spinning. A follow up punch to the gut made him keel over painfully, and after gripping his gut he drove a shoulder into the prince's stomach, knocking him away before chasing him down, throwing a haymaker and knocking him further back. "So much for compromising, you jerk! You're just going to let our parents be killed then, huh?!" Seeing that at least one of the Saiyans were busy Vegeta focused on the twins, forcing a smile as he got out of the hole he was in. It was still a two on one, and against really coordinated brothers, but still better odds than before. Rising up into the air liesurely he dusted himself off, frowning at hearing the obnoxious one shouting at Takeshi. "You're only worrying about your own skins with no concern for anyone else. That makes you as bad as any other Saiyan," he stated plainly, his voice full of bitter resentment. Turning to Kai and Choi his anger became more visible as his energy shot up, trembling as his Ki surged. "And I will NOT let any damned Saiyan steal my friends!" Racing ahead in a fury Vegeta closed in on Choi, pretending to throw a punch before propelling himself sideways, instead trying to catch Kai upside the head with a hard elbow. "Whatever you want to do is fine with me Shu," Yumi replied, smiling gently. If Takeshi was handling the business with the general then for the moment anyways they had no hurry. She did want to get back before anyone had the chance to worry about them, but another 20 minutes wouldn't hurt. Opting to keep going the Beastman stopped just as she took her first steps, her ears twitching nervously as she sensed something unusual. Looking around the area confused she tried to find the source, until a sudden, sharp surge in Ki did that for her. Off in the distance to their right she could make out the glow of a blast, and then the rising of several powers, each of which she recognized. Vegeta and Takeshi were there, as were the three who had kidnapped her before. How were they found, and were they fighting to keep her safe? The very thought of those three made her furious, her face twisting into an angry snarl as she dropped the basket. "Shu!" she said sharply, not taking her eyes from where the fighting was. "Get on my back, now. We need to go help, our friends are fighting Saiyans!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Yumi was ready to fly off as soon as Shu was on he back, eager to get into that fight. She recognized the three opposing energies, it was the group who had taken her and done this to her. Now though she had help, and come hell or high water she was going to make them pay for what had happened. Feeling the little monkey-boy clamber up onto her back she nearly darted off, instead stopping when he complained about the fruit they'd gotten. Sighing she licked up the basket, handing it off to Shu for him to carry instead of her having to balance it and him. \"There, now please just hold on!\" With his being unable to fly she had to take it upon herself to get him there, also making it nigh impossible to join the fray without setting him down first. With her own arms wrapped securely around Shu's legs she darted off into the air, flying in the direction of the battle hastily. Between herself, the boys and Vegeta these creeps were going to pay, big time.\n\nVegeta knew his anger was getting the best of him and clouding his judgment, but he could scarcely care at the moment. He just wanted to hurt one of these kids, badly. In an attempt to put them off balance he tried a false swipe, annoyed with himself as he failed to connect like he wanted. Instead he felt an elbow drive into the side of his head, coughing out a bit of phlegm and blood from the hard hit, staggering in mid-air as well. With an angry growl he lowered himself slightly, gathering a mass of Ki in the palm of his hand quickly and throwing a punch with the other. As an insurance policy if the other boy tried to interfere or if he was blocked he'd shoot the Ki, holding it for the time being.\n\nTakeshi and Kabocha were going back and forth, hitting and blocking one another just about blow for blow. While the former was stronger he wasn't quite as desperate to win as Kabocha was, and so he was scarcely using his full strength. Whether the noble was or not hardly mattered, he was putting up more than enough of a fight. After having a punch narrowly skim his hair Takeshi got a kick right into his side, groaning painfully as it connected and immediately being punched upwards following suit. Being sent skyward he looked down to see Kabocha spiraling after him, forcing himself to stop in mid-air and instead shooting himself directly down at the other boy. When they got close enough Kabocha threw a punch, but the prince pushed the fist to the side and responded with a strong headbutt, wincing himself as he watched Kabocha back off, grasping at his head. Dashing in he slammed an elbow into the other boy's shoulder, knocking him down a few good meters. \"You're not going to win idiot, just give up!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was a little saddened by the thought that they'd have to leave the basket behind, even if there were Saiyans and definitely were a danger to the entire planet. It might had been because the basket was a genuine gift to them and something to be treasured, not dumped on the forest floor and left for whatever scavenger to pick up. Frowning as he held onto Yumi, he let out a squeak when she handed him the basket, holding onto it and Yumi with his tail wrapped around her waist, \"Yay! I will!\" Feeling a little anxious about what was to come, he kept a tight hold of the basket as well as Yumi to make sure he didn't fall off.\n\nThe twins were on top of everything Vegeta did; if one twin missed something then the other would quickly pick up on it. There were reasons the twins had been taken into the combat unit when they were of such low class, it was only through luck that they had been discovered as useful soldiers. Not even changing their expressions as Vegeta was hit successfully, Kai kept on the offensive while Choi was on the defensive. Vegeta's short temper was fairly amusing, but they couldn't let it break their concentration otherwise they'd lose their synergy. Noticing the Ki building up, Kai gathered some in his palm himself while Choi blocked the incoming punch and Kai fired at the Ki energy. With that dealt with, Choi went on the offensive this time with Kai changing to defensive as Choi threw out a kick and punch to get Vegeta away from them with Kai speaking up this time, \"You'd never understand; you try to think we're selfish, but you've never been in the situation hundreds are in just now, have you?\"\n\nViral watched the pair fight against the Saiyans simply from where he was, his gaze tired but his mind fairly in focus to what was happening. It was hard to sit back and watch while feeling completely useless, only feeling completely discouraged and depressed. He couldn't do a thing to help any of them, all he could do was watch as Vegeta was viciously beaten and Takeshi was stuck in a fairly even battle that one hit could easily tilt the favour immediately. It was hard to say whether he was ever going to be useful in a battle with enemies that could fly and fire off energy that he had trouble dealing with in the first place, he was just rendered completely inferior. No wonder everyone saw him as daft or a pushover, probably because he was more of a pet than anything now.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Not unsurprisingly his attempts to injure either of the twins failed yet again, each attack countered or blocked easily. It was frustrating, but if he hoped to actually get anywhere he needed to reel in his anger. Easier said than done, espcially as he was kicked in the back and moved away, getting chased with a punch to the chin to boot. Gritting his teeth he lifted a hand to wipe at his mouth, glaring at Kai as he tried to chastise Vegeta. "You're not looking for another way either, you're just taking the easy route out!" he snapped, refusing to hear any of their justifications. "Why suffer yourselves when someone can do it for you, right? So long as your family is happy others can pay the price in their place!" If it was their friends or family on the line he was certain these kids would do the exact same thing, it was all a matter of perspective. Looking between the twins Vegeta was faced with the very real posibility that he was in a futile fight here, as he couldn't break through their teamwork on his own. And the only other viable fighter here was in his own battle. "You might have been our leader before, but I've gotten stronger since then! I know I'm stronger than you now," Kabocha shouted, waving a hand dismissively, "And I'll prove it to you!" Hurrying in and closing the distance he threw a punch that was immediately blocked, trying a kick that had the same result. In turn he dodged a punch that was intended for his head, grabbing Takeshi's arm and throwing him over to try and make him vulnerable. When he turned to attack though he was surprised to see a Ki blast charged, unable to do much more other than block as the shot was fired, being pushed back towards the trees and crashing through the canopy into the ground. He barely managed to push it away, but the force of the attack alone had driven him off a fair bit. Wasting no time Kabocha countered with a blast of his own, flying towards Takeshi simultaneously to apply pressure. Like with the prince's though it was blocked, and ultimately deflected and sent careening into the sky above them. Both boys were deadlocked by the looks of it, which infuriated them both. This was not what was supposed to be happening right now. Viral should be peacefully resting, and the rest of them enjoying themselves in the mean time. Yet again though their lives were being disrupted by Saiyans, with utterly no disregard for them at all. It was personal this time too, seeing as the ones in question were responsible for what had been done to her. Screeching through the sky at a high speed for a few moments the Beastman finally slowed, if only due to a sizable Ki blast exploding a few dozen meters ahead of them. Uncertain as to whether it was safe or not Yumi lingered for a moment, looking back at Shu to see how he was fairing. Another blast erupted a few seconds later, making her shirk back reflexively. They were either getting serious or testing one another, and for a secon she debated if she was even capable of competing with these boys. Of course she was, what a ridiculous notion that she wouldn't be. She'd have her friends to help too, this time was going to be different. "You three need to leave, now! I'm not going to say it a second time!" Takeshi screamed, taking his eyes off of Kabocha briefly to look at the twins. "We won't let you take anyone, you're only wasting your time. I made a promise to you, but if you try hurting my friends then I say to hell with it, you're in the same boat as my father!" Not getting a chance to continue as Kabocha came at him for an attack he cursed under his breath, meeting fist with fist and knee with knee. They were being ridiculous, there wasn't any chance that they'd get either Viral or Yumi. Grappling with the other Saiyan he continued trying to get the upper hand, baffled as to how he wasn't overpowering his old squadmate. In the midst of their struggle matters were made even worse as two powers began approaching. Normally Takeshi would be glad to see them, but in the current situation neither Shu nor Yumi had any place here. Now he had to worry about both them and Viral too. Diving right into the fight wasn't going to work, not while she was playing taxi. Without saying a word to either of her friends or even giving the Saiyans a glance she flew past everyone, landing before Viral and giving him a sad smile. "Hi..." she said gently, a bit upset to see him clearly exhausted. Now wasn't the time for doting on her friend though, there were far more pressing matters to see to. Sliding Shu down off of her back she looked at the little Saiyan tenderly, giving his head a gentle rub as she leaned over, coming eye to eye. "Listen to me Shu, this is important. Please keep Viral safe for me? I'm going to help your brother and Vegeta, and he's still recovering, so keep them away." Giving the monkey-boy a kiss on the forehead as thanks she immediately went back into the air, driving right on my Takeshi and taking a spot at Vegeta's side instead. Seeing the twins was rekindling her discontent towards them, her lip curling bag to reveal elongated canines threateningly. "Good... You didn't kill either of them yet..."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi didn't know what the new bit of resentment was between Vegeta and Viral, but decided not to press it. Sighing softly he lifted a hand and rubbed at his head, looking at his friend uncertainly. \"I know Yumi will appreciate it. And we all do too, seriously. There's no knowing if these guys came with anyone, so we've got to keep both her and you safe. Better to have strength in numbers, yeah?\" Offering a small smile the Saiyan reached over, patting his friend's shoulder in a kind gesture. \"And for what it's worth, I'm glad you're okay.\" Pushing himself up to his feet Takeshi went to Yumi to talk to her, frowning as she went right by him without a word to Viral instead.\n\n\"I heard what you were talking about, thanks for asking me.\" Yumi said flatly, kneeling before Viral. In front of him she became a bit more of herself again, smiling faintly as she offered him a hand. \"Come on, we'll walk back to the house. We got some fruit from the others too that you've got to try, it's delicious.\" Snatching the basket in question up she looked over her shoulder at Shu, biting her lip before reaching into the basket and tossing his piece of fruit to him. \"Might as well eat it now, you guys are probably going to be busy and you don't want it to go bad.\"\n\n\"All right guys, we should probably get started as soon as we can. The quicker this gets figured out the sooner we can get everyone to safety.\" With Viral and Yumi heading home that left six of them to work on their invesitagtion; Kai and Choi, himself and Shu, and Vegeta and Kabocha. The best way to do this then was to break into pairs, but that last group was a little disconcerting. Looking between the two lone members a timid smile crossed Takeshi's lips, getting puzzled looks from each parties. \"What do you two think about working together? If we want to be efficient we ought to do groups, and you two are the only ones without someone to team up with.\"\n\nVegeta made no secret of his dislike for that idea, groaning audibly at the prospect and giving Takeshi an incredulous look. \"I'm already helping out someone who hurt my friend, now you expect me to team up with them?\" he asked in surprise and disgust.\n\n\"They really aren't bad guys Vegeta, honest!\" Takeshi replied, smiling a bit as he waved his hands dismissively. \"They were following orders, I'm sure they're sorry about what happened.\"\n\n\"Yeah, I'm sorry if this doesn't work...\" Kabocha grumbled, earning a miffed look from his former leader. Huffing he placed his hands on his hips, scuffing the toe of his boot into the dirt for a silent moment. This whole situation was less than ideal, but on the slim margin of chance it did work they would feasibly be free. Finally relenting he looked up at Vegeta, extending a hand to the other boy stiffly. \"All right, I guess we've got no choice really. If it means getting my mom and dad out safely I'll do it.\"\n\n\"And if it means keeping my friends safe then fine, but don't expect us to get along.\" Vegeta added, more to Takeshi as he shook Kabocha's hand. Letting it go he sighed, giving the elder brother a curious look. \"So before we run off, mind explaining exactly what's going on? What's the deal with these people anwyays?\"\n\nTakeshi thought about that for a moment, biting his lip trying to recall what they'd been told. Really all he had to go off of was what the General had told him, plus idle chatter from soldiers, and that was a pretty one sided view of it. In a small epiphany he looked to Shu hopefully, figuring his brother could fill in some blanks. \"Can you tell everyone what you and Yumi learned? We need to know exactly what the situation is.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was just going to go along with it, grumbling when Takeshi patted his shoulder as his mind wandered a bit; now, it was just the walk to the house left to do. The walk was just going to end up being the walk of shame for him, at least having been captured after wandering off. At least he wasn't getting chastised for it, they probably didn't even know that he ran off and just figured that they brought him here from the house. Looking to Yumi as she offered him her hand, he grabbed hold of it and slowly pulled himself up. He didn't much like the sound of eating fruit, even if Yumi claimed it was delicious, \"I'd rather not have any, thanks…\" he grumbled, his hand going to his head. He just wanted to seclude himself when he got back, an act of shame for failing so badly. Retreating back to his temporary den was the only way to go for now, he'd be fine enough being left to figure out just where he was wanting to go with his life.\n\nShu felt a little sad that Yumi was heading off instead of sticking around, all the while she was taking the basket of fruit with her. Just as he was beginning to wonder whether the fruit would be gone before he got back to the house, he was soon met with the offer of one of the fruit before she could leave with all of it. Letting out a happy enough squeal when she tossed him one, he caught it and immediately gave it a sniff, \"Mmmm yummy! Thanks! See you soon I hope…\"\n\nWith Viral and Yumi heading off, Shu immediately began to eat the fruit all the while savouring it, his interest in the fruit more than the actual discussion. He didn't mind the fact that the Saiyans were still here after the talk they had, he had more attention put towards the fruit instead. Moving around to sit near where Takeshi was, he munched on the fruit quite happily throughout their discussion, trying to savour it more than anything. He knew Takeshi would know what he was doing, he would be able to get a recap from him or just follow him along anyway.\n\nWhile the twins were just going to have to listen to what was being said, but Kai didn't exactly know how either of them were supposed to work together. It wasn't a problem with working with his brother by default, it was more due to the fact that they had only just arrived on the planet and weren't exactly going to be accepted by the citizens on the planet if they were to ever going to run into them. Watching Kabocha's reaction to what Takeshi said before back to Vegeta, Kai smirked a little at the thought of those two working together. That should be amusing, it was probably not a very good idea but at least they weren't going to be allowed to beat each other up in the meantime.\n\nAs Shu finished off his fruit and tossed away the core, he gasped a little when he realised he was supposed to be talking about the city underground and what happened this afternoon. Staring at Takeshi cautiously, he frowned a little before nodding, giving his fingers a lick, \"Umm…well, the city captured a Prince from this underground city near here. He was stuck in there for a long time from what I heard him say\", he sighed, giving a little nod, \"The city has a palace too, and a Queen…a really scary Queen…she's in charge of the huge place! It's really pretty and has a really pretty tree that's keeping their city alive. It's really neat, but they think the other city want to take over their city, so that's a bad thing…and some 'corrupt one' the Prince spoke of too, I don't know who they are, but they sound really scary…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
The General had told them all they were at war over energy, and thus far that's what they had been going on. Taking over a city to that end seemed odd, but maybe there was something in there that they needed. Regardless of the reasoning behind it that certainly painted the ones above ground in a lousier light, but it still didn't point them in the right direction. "A corrupt one, huh...?" Takeshi mused, still with absolutely no clue himself as to who that may be. Whoever it was obviously was causing all of this, that was the only certainty. Sighing to himself the elder prince stuffed his hands in his pockets, looking to the twins. "Okay, we'll split up here. If anyone stops you tell them you're with me, helping in the efforts to put down the enemy. I called you in for help, that's what we're sticking to. When you're done we've got a home on the western side of the city, a wooden house tucked in between the edge of the forest and a storage building. We'll see you then." Gesturing for Shu to follow along with a nod of his head, padding off into the thicket. "This is ridiculous... I can't believe we're working with them," Yumi spat, tossing a glare over her shoulder in the twins direction. She and Viral were already out of sight by now, but that didn't stop her from loathing that trio. The fact they'd served with Takeshi was hardly a reassurance, if anything that made it worse. Even if it had been on someone else's orders too they had carried it out, that they were unquestionably guilty of. She wasn't going to beat them to a pulp now, but she sure as hell was going to hate them for it. Sighing bitterly the Beastman looked at Viral, frowning slightly seeing how dirty he was from laying on the ground. "When is the last time your clothes were cleaned...?" She couldn't think of the last time really, it had been ages. "When we get back how about we find you a change and I clean them for you? I don't want to have to think about those imbeciles any more than I need to." "One city, that we know of, and hundreds if not thousands of people to check up on... Damn it all..." Takeshi mumbled, exhaling and lifting a hand to rub his forehead. They got into some odd situations, but this was going to be the most tedious and infuriating by far. They were fighters, not dang detectives. It might be nicer if a proper fight was waiting for them at the end of this all, but if it was a Kaesstrian then they were far too weak to raise a hand against. Jailing someone just seemed anti-climatic to a struggle, but if that's how it had to end then so be it. "Hey Shu, I've been meaning to ask you..." he started, droning off briefly. Looking at his brother he gave him an uncertain glance for a second, biting his lip and itching at his nose idly. "I know you don't like to talk about it, but I've been concerned, with Viral being down and all... Is there anything that you want to talk about that's been bothering you at all? About your time with father, anything?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"We could sell it I suppose... If we really wanted to. I just find it weird they'd give you a random rock, there's got to be something to it.\" If they really needed to sell it though then they would, as he'd rather have a full stomach then some cool rock as a souvenir. Takeshi had no plans on hurting anyone as Shu suggested, he figured he could steal without anyone having to even notice. At his brother's behest against it though he opted not to do it. That is, until they happened upon an opportunity to get some food with very little guilt involved. Down the road he could see a group of soldiers, the very same that just the other day had been rather rude to other people. Surely stealing from them was justified, yeah? Takeshi grinned thoughtfully, putting out an arm to his side to keep his brother back as he looked back at Shu. \"Hey, go on over towards that alleyway,\" he explained, gesturing to one just down to their left, \"I'm going to get us some food. I'll take it from those soldiers, they're jerks anyways.\"\n\nYumi was honestly a bit excited to try this, as she and Viral very rarely ever sparred anymore. The last time was years ago, and even in his tired state she was confident he could keep her busy. Whilst waiting on him to get out she started to stretch, raising her arms up over her head and folding one behind the other to add pressure. When he came out she was crouched, one leg stretched out to the side. Smiling up at him happily she hopped to her feet, cocking her head as Viral spoke about Vegeta. \"I'm not going to be hitting hard anyways, it's a sparring match. So don't worry about me walking off on you,\" Yumi assured, smiling as she stood upright and lifted a hand to scratch at one of her ears. \"So whenever you're ready, we can start. I really want to try this.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu smiled a little, giving him a nod, \"Uh huh, she did say we should sell it since it's apparently valuable\", he said quickly, looking around just incase others were listening in, \"She gave it to us with the fruit for…you know, saving her son from the evil people. I think it was the General who took him, honestly, since I don't see others around here who would want someone like that? Then again…he wanted you to kill everyone, right? They kept the guy alive instead\". He was rather confused, the only people who would order someone like a Prince to be kept prisoner would be someone with high authority and that pointed towards the General, but saying to kill everyone was contradicting them wanting the Prince to be kept alive. Tilting his head in confusion, he looked off to Takeshi again and tilted his head, his eyes quickly going off to the alleyway, \"Oohh…uhhh, o-okay! Be careful…\" The thought of stealing from anyone here was rather risky, he didn't know how it was supposed to be accomplished either. Running off to the alleyway, he looked around slowly as he headed further in, feeling a little enclosed but otherwise good to stay here for even a short time.\n\nViral would probably take it easy on Yumi as well, he didn't want to end up using his claws on her when she could be caught unprepared by them. He remembered tearing open Korian's chest fairly easily when he was battling for his life, the thought fairly fresh in his memory even though he could barely make him out during the battle. He was a killing machine, there was nothing protector-like about him which definitely did make him confused over his true purpose. Looking up to Yumi again, he watched her carefully for a second before he cracked his knuckles, \"Still, don't be afraid to tell me I hurt you, or something\", he spoke, slowly moving into a suitable position that wasn't too painful for him to hold, \"I don't even know how well you'd heal up if I hit you too hard because I had a flashback or something stupid\". Sure enough he was quickly moving again, throwing punches at her with sore limbs in hope that they would quickly become relieved through the variety of stretching it provided.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"We can decide what to do with the rock later, yeah? Figure we should all vote what to do, since it doesn't belong to just one of us. Because what will we do with money on this planet once we leave?\" Maybe they could buy one more thing before departing, perhaps a sword for himself. Takeshi got a bit excited at that prospect, rather eager still to have something akin to what the General had. Hearing that the aforementioned Kaesstrian might have stolen the Prince away he gave Shu a curious look, lifting a hand to scratch at his head. It seemed like that, he would admit, but it didn't seem likely. Why catch someone only to send essentially a hit squad after them later? It didn't make a lot of sense, and it didn't change the opinion of the General. They had him as a potential suspect, but not a likely one. Intent on getting some food from the less-than-favorable soldiers Takeshi urged his sibling to go hide down an adjacent alleyway, smiling mischeviously. \"Of course I'll be careful, don't worry.\" He'd be in and out well before anyone even knew what happened, he was sure of that.\n\nOnce Shu was well out of sight Takeshi looked back at the soldiers, feeling disdain as he stared them down. This ought to knock them down a notch or two, he mused, smiling as he started to walk towards a crowd. He had to be outside of their field of view to do this, otherwise they might suspect something. As he was engrossed in a crowd of civilians. It was fairly easy to get out of view, and once he was confident he was hidden the Saiyan made his move. Assuming these people were rather slow by comparison he used as much speed as he could, vanishing from the crowd in a blink and racing towards the table. They'd feel a bit of a gust as he sped past, but with no hint of his presence Takeshi snatched up a platter of seared fruit and a large loaf filled with various goodies. Dashing right into the alleyway the older boy had a bright grin on his face, chuckling triumphantly while offering both foods over to his sibling. \"Told you! What one do you want buddy?\"\n\n\"Give me a little credit Viral, I'm not a porcelain doll.\" Yumi replied, smiling as she readied herself. \"If I can't keep going believe me, I'll say, but it'll take a lot to bring me to that point. After all, I did have one of the best teachers growing up.\" Her eyes focused solely on her friend she immediately went into action as soon as his body budged, following his movements as best she could. At the first punch she threw one of her own to block, deflecting the second with her forearm. A third was easily dodged by craning her head to the side, but the final in the flurry came in a bit unexpectedly quick, knicking her jaw and making her eyes widen in surprise, stumbling backwards before smirking. \"You hit a girl!\" she teased, rushing in and responding with a few attempted punches of her own.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu ran on into the alleyway pretty deep, feeling pretty unsure to what could possibly happen when it came to getting food. He was trying to figure out just how Takeshi was going to get the food without any of them finding out, but it was always hard to work out problems and possibilities like that when he had never seen them successfully pulled off. He wasn't someone who hadn't stolen before, he didn't know it was bad when he was hungry and looking for food. Waiting in the alleyway for Takeshi he looked around, his eyes on the walls of the buildings for a little longer than he wanted to stare. It was fair intimidating, it felt as if they were closing in on him and yet he wasn't moving. He didn't like it, every second he was staring at the walls all he could think about was being trapped in that cage back at the palace, the tight constricting shackles being placed on him again as he slowly squatted down, holding his tail right up until he heard the sound of Takeshi approaching. Quickly letting go of his tail and making a short rush towards the end of the alleyway, Shu bounced right on over to Takeshi, giving him a big smile, \"Ooh! Ooh! What's that, what's that??\" he asked him quickly, taking a look at the fruit curiously, \"Ooohhhh…what if we had half and half…?\"\n\nViral gave her a suspicious look as if her suggestion that she had a good teacher meant she had been going off and finding somebody else to teach her. Grumbling a little, he threw out his attacks with the hopes that he would be able to find himself being able to do something that would further his healing. He was definitely low on energy, the sunshine only keeping him active when he had no food to help recovery. Managing to get a hit close to her face, he watched her carefully but was rendered confused at her claim, not actually sure to what she meant, \"What…? What does that-\" Before he could even question it, Yumi had made her move to which he didn't really have the concentration for blocking them. Taking the first one, he stumbled back a little with another punch knocking him off balance and instead kicked up as he fell on his back with a thud.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
That had worked almost too well, Takeshi couldn't believe how easily he'd pulled one over on those men. They were jerks anyways, so if they had to go and steal some more themselves then oh well. Nearly laughing as he hurried over to where Shu was hidden he slowed as he entered the alleyway, flashing his brother a bright smile whilst brandishing his goods. "Told you! Now which do you want?" he asked cheerfully, offering both up. "I've got no idea what they are really, but they look good. Figured there's here enough for a meal for each of us." Shu opted to split the food right down the middle, and that was a perfectly fine idea. However Takeshi had another one as he looked at his smaller sibling, and without prompt he first handed over the platter to Shu. After that he broke the bread in two, handing half of that over as well. "You're still growing, so you need more than me," he said, smiling before plopping down onto his backside and crossing his legs. This bread was at least enough to hold him over for a bit longer, and it certainly smelled tasty enough. Taking a bite out of it a smile spread across his face, delighted by how flaky and buttery the bread tasted, and the fruit mixed in made it even better. "Eat up Shu!" For someone who was going on that he was weakened that punch sure had been solid. Not enough to knock her off of her feet, but certainly hard enough to make Yumi reel a bit. Smiling happily at the fact Viral had strength still enough to do that much she moved in for her turn, doing as he did and throwing a series of quick punches. Expecting some blocks or dodges she instead hit with both her strikes, ultimately sending the Beastman flat on his back. Blinking in surprise she hesitated briefly before going over to him, offering a hand while smiling apologetically. "Round one goes to me I guess?" she asked, hoping she hadn't really hurt Viral. "If you're up for another go I am. Though if you land enough hits like that I'm going to end up on my back pretty soon too."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu raised a good point, forcing Takeshi to rethink again. Folding his arms across his chest as they walked he chewed on his lower lip, tossing ideas back and forth in his mind. \"If Yumi can point us in the right direction then I don't see why we wouldn't be able to go ourselves. Just remember though if you go with me there's a good chance you're going into the city alone. Unless the guards have a stroke of generosity I doubt they'll let me in.\" An unfortunate side effect of cooperating with the General, who at the moment wasn't looking to be in the best of light. If his brother couldn't sway opinion in his favor then he'd have to wait outside, which really wasn't that big of a deal. \"We'll ask Yumi for directions there, then go ahead and head out to... Wherever it is.\" Takeshi figured that the others were probably still wandering around the city, so they had some time until they all met up and went over what they had learned. \"By the way... Where did you leave the staff? I'm thinking you should bring it with you. If anyone does catch wind of us we'll need a way to fend off everyone without hitting them too hard, and that staff would do the trick.\"\n\n\"I know how you are with open affection though, you don't always like it. So I'm sorry for trying to force it on you.\" Viral had a history of shirking away from hugs and the likes, even when they were kids he sometimes backed off from them, though in a far more gentle manner. Yumi understood she had been a bit presumptuous in her actions, thinking that just because she wanted him to be cheerful he would be. Back inside the house she turned about to look back at her friend, smiling kindly and folding her hands behind her back. \"It's okay, really. Neither of us should be apologizing, it was just a little miscommunication. And they can play with eachother, like I said I want to have fun with you. Or just spend time with you. We haven't gotten to do that in a while.\" With no enemies knocking on the front door at the moment they finally had a moment to enjoy themselves a bit. Even if Viral just wanted to sit down she would be content with that. Yumi stood to the side of the entryway while waiting for an answer, not moving so much as an inch... Besides her nose twitching. A familiar scent caught her attention, two in fact, and one that she was not overly thrilled to detect.\n\n\"I don't know where else we can look, we've looked everywhere.\" a voice came from outside, Kabocha's by the sound of it. He was the first to the door, grabbing the handle and tugging the door open. \"What do we tell them when we meet up? That we came up empty handed?\"\n\n\"No, we lie and say we found the one we want,\" Vegeta replied sarcastically, rolling his eyes as he walked in as well. Needless to say their efforts had gone unrewarded. Sighing to himself he shut the door, a bit surprised to see both Yumi and Viral standing at the other end of the room. \"Hey you two, we weren't interrupting were we?\"\nYumi, not overly thrilled to see one of the Saiyans, managed a small smile for Vegeta's sake. \"Nope, we were just coming in to take a break. I hear the search didn't go too well? How come you're back so soon?\"\n\n\"Kabocha decided to be not so discreet and attract attention to us. So rather than get half the city hunting for his head we came back here. I don't imagine anyone's going to talk to us about anything now.\" Vegeta shot the other boy an accusatory glance as he sat on the couch, sighing and running a hand through his hair. \"Any word from the others yet?\"\n\n\"No, you're the first ones to get back.\" Yumi replied, watching Kabocha take the arm chair and settle himself in. It was painful to have him here like this, but they had little choice in the manner. \"Everyone should be back pretty soon, which is good. We've got to find out what we're doing for dinner.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu gave a little nod, finding it was probably best to go with that plan and see where it leads them. If Yumi knew what they could do then there would be no problem with her coming along with him to try and see what's they could find out about all of this, he did know they'd probably freely pass on information and find out why this war was happening. Smiling a little, he stared up at his brother before going back to watching where he was going, bouncing a few steps along the way, \"It was like a hole, kind of like one we were told to look at but had guards and stuff\", he spoke, giving a quick look around before making another hop, \"It was a lot prettier and less smelly, though! The Prince was really well hidden, so maybe the guards might be too so that would be something to watch out for. When asked about his staff he turned to Takeshi again, feeling curious over what he had to say, \"Oooh? I left it in my room because I didn't think I'd need it! So I guess we can go back for that\", he said, giving his cheek a scratch, \"I'll bring it with me! I can't wait to use it, even if it might be against someone else…I still won't hurt them very much\".\n\nViral looked to her, only giving a little shake of his head when she tried to apologise. It wasn't her fault for trying, anybody else probably would have been happy to get hugged after what they've been through but he really didn't think he deserved it. Moving into the house felt like a fairly big step back in progress, he should had stayed outside in the sun and tried to get better but instead he was forced inside by his own guilt. When she spoke to him again he slowly folded his arms, his eyes diverted elsewhere, \"It's been a while because I was away for a year, it's no big deal\", he spoke, but just when he thought he was going to be able to relax a little more in the house he could sense the arrival of others, his gaze moving to the door as the sound of muffled voices could be heard before it opened.\n\nViral wasn't at all thrilled knowing who was back home, he would had preferred that it was the Princes, even if one of those who came back was Vegeta. Watching both Kabocha and Vegeta as they came wandering in with little care, he kept an especially sharp eye on Kabocha who came in and practically made himself a home. He had no right to just come in and flop down on the chair. Keeping his eyes on him, he eventually diverted to Yumi before to Kabocha again, moving over to him, \"Howabout you go out and take care of that instead of making yourself a home?\" he spoke up, his gaze fair focused, \"You won't bring any attention to yourself out in the forest, maybe you can even fly off somewhere else and make yourself useful? You still have to prove yourself along with your teammates…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi didn't like the idea of a hidden entrance, especially if neither he nor Shu had any idea how to get there. Yumi had best have a darn good memory or otherwise they'd be searching for quite a bit. "The guards should recognize you if you were just there earlier... So we shouldn't have any problems there anyways. So long as one of us can go in then we're fine," he reasoned, nodding to himself. With the very real chance of a fight impending he figured that it might be a good a time as any for Shu to try out his staff, seeing as conventional combat on their part was likely enough to serious hurt a Kaesstrian. Sending a sympathetic smile Shu's way the older boy reached over, patting his back to reassure him. "Hey, just think of them as the bad guys, okay? We've got to help everyone here, and obviously there's some bad people trying to cause trouble. So anyone who picks a fight while we're trying to help is a bad person, makes sense?" It was pretty generalized, Takeshi reflected, but if the shoe fit then they'd fight back. Yumi was eager to continue her one on one time with Viral. Even if he wasn't smiling yet he seemed to be relaxing a little, and he had technically opened up, which was good. Progress may very well stall though as she noted two people coming up to the house, not overly thrilled by this turn of events. When Kabocha was the first instead she gave him a good glaring at, eyes only leaving the Saiyan when she addressed Vegeta. They hadn't found anything, which while disappointing wasn't overly surprising. Really they had no clue what they were looking for here, it would have been a miracle had they come across anything useful at all. It bothered Yumi a good bit as her former captor seemed to settle right in, wrinkling her nose in disgust at how invasive this moron was. "Viral didn't want to sit and relax or anything, please make yourself at home." "I didn't see anything on the chair that said it was his," Kabocha retorted, smirking as he got an angry glance from both Earthlings. Sighing he got up from the seat, putting his hands up with a smirk. "Fine, I'll move. It's lumpy anyways, don't know why anyone would want to sit in it." Seriously, did these people expect him to suddenly be their friend? It was a convenience that their families were going to be saved through this, but to that he owed Takeshi, not these three. Getting a quip out of Viral in turn the Saiyan's smile widened into a grin, cocking an eyebrow mockingly. "You want me to be useful...? The man who can scarcely stand is giving orders to us able bodied people now?" "Shut your damn mouth already!" Vegeta shouted, glaring up at the other boy furiously. He didn't make any move to get out of his seat, but his energy was starting to flare up, and a fight looked to be plausible with the way things were going. "Seriously, do you just enjoy hearing yourself speak? Or do you have some inferiority complex that demands you put people down to feel better? You've not stopped talking since we started this ridiculous search, and you're going to have your own damn feet shoved down your throat if I have to listen to you one more second!" Kabocha really wasn't going to bite that one, not when both Vegeta and Yumi looked more than ready to bear down on him. He didn't feel a need to put people down, that was ridiculous, he was just bored. Smiling faintly he started to walk towards the front door, pausing as he got there and looked over his shoulder. "I'll let you take care of this little game of yours, then we save my parents. After that we're done." How in the hell did Takeshi put up with these morons? Rolling his eyes he opened the door, stepping out onto the front lawn for some fresh air. The brothers were just up the street from the house, and with the building in sight Takeshi was a bit puzzled seeing Kabocha stepping out. He looked moderately annoyed, which for him wasn't anything new. When they got closer though his former squadmate only gave them a passing glance before walking towards and past them, heading down the road away from the house and the city. Where was he sulking off to now? No matter, he wasn't important, and it wasn't as if he'd be going anywhere anyways. Stopping mid-way through the yard Takeshi looked back to Shu, sliding his hands in his pockets and nodding towards the house. "Mind going to ask Yumi for directions? I'll wait out here, since if I'm guessing right I really don't want any of what she is right now."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu giggled a little as he clung onto Yumi, giving her a good hug as she hugged him. He really did hope that nothing would happen while he was over there, but he could never be too careful. Pulling away from her as she gave his hair a good rub, he smiled at her before he began to bounce a little, \"Oooohhh food! Yes food! I'd like that very much, I can't wait\". Watching as she moved on back into the house, he made a sudden dash once she had fully entered the house and ran straight for his room, nearly skidding as he grabbed hold of the door. Quickly entering his room, he looked around and found his staff sitting neatly on his bed. He was fair happy to see it, he was quite happy to see how it might handle itself when he used it. Snatching it off his bed, he made a quick walk out of the house, feeling quite happy and sure that he'd be able to lead his brother there.\n\nWhile Kai seemed quite self-conscious when he noticed Takeshi's reaction to them, Choi had absolutely no clue and just thought that something was being discussed that was pretty funny. Frowning a little, Kai folded his arms as he looked back to the house, trying to decide whether there was enough room in there for all of them to stay if they had to before looking back to Takeshi. If Takeshi really think he had a lead then that was good, things would only get easier from there, but there was always assumptions and hopefully that was definitely not one of them. Letting out a sigh, he looked to his brother before back to Takeshi as the question rose to what they had been up to. Frowning a little, Kai shoved his brother back a footstep, \"Choi thought it was wise to go down this large hole in the landscape, but of course that strange energy just shot up and almost fried us\", he spoke, shaking his head, \"Other than that, we didn't find much other than a lot of those holes. Just what are those things anyway and where is that energy coming from?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I'll try and make something super special for you, okay? If you can remember to bring back something from the forest, some meat. I don't think these people really sell any.\" She could go buy plenty of other things with that rock though, that was for sure. Parting ways with Shu she went right to the kitchen, going back to the rock and examining it closely. If this was from the royal family then she believed it was expensive, just how much though was a mystery. Considering they had maybe a day at most left on this world it seemed kind of pointless to sell it, but then again with so many dang mouths to feed now they would need a ton of food. Tucking the rock away in the basket Yumi went to go leave but hesitated upon hearing the four boys outside, not at all keen at running into that trio. Instead she went through the rear door again, slipping around the back of the house and heading into town to pawn off the rock.\n\nTakeshi couldn't for the life of him figure out why the twins had suddenly come back crispy. When Kai made an attempt to explain their situation he only laughed harder, covering his mouth with both hands to stifle it. \"You thought that was a good idea? Seriously?\" he teased, laughing still as his hands went to his stomach. After a good chuckle over it the Saiyan settled down again, still grinning like a goof in amusement. \"Wow, that's going to be one for the books. And why are you asking me? I've got no clue what those things are, or even what the energy is. Your guess is as good as mine.\" He had meant to ask about it before, as the twins certainly weren't the only ones wondering. It wasn't Ki, that much he knew, and it seemed to jam electronics to a degree. What little he learned about science while in Saiyan command was that magnetic storms on some worlds scrambled their signals, could this be a similar thing? But then the environment seemed fine, so that was curious. \"Shu and I are going to head out to look into this shortly, can you three PLEASE try not to get into a fight while we're gone?\"\n\n\"As long as none of your friends are idiots then sure, no fighting,\" Kabocha chimed in, not looking at all thrilled, \"Just hurry up will you? The longer we take the more danger our families are in, and I'm starting to worry.\" If the king started to suspect failure or betrayal then it was possibly their parents would be killed well before they could ever try saving them. Forcing that thought to the back of his mind Kabocha fidgeted a bit restlesslt, giving Takeshi a staring. \"And where can we get some food?\"\n\nTakeshi lifted his shoulders in a shrug, starting to walk back to the door to go inside the house. \"How should I know? Just wait, we'll bring something back to cook up.\" This was going to be a strenuous evening for everyone, what with butting heads and whatnot. With any luck they'd have this dilemma solved in no time, then everyone could be on their way. What his squad planned to do once free wasn't of much concern to him, so long as they didn't go around attacking people. As he reached for the door Shu beat him to it, coming out and nearly bumping into the older boy on accident. \"Well that was fast!\" Takeshi remarked, smirking as he backed off to let his sibling outside. \"Ready to get going? Know which way we need to head?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai frowned when all Takeshi did was laugh even louder than usual, it hardly felt like a matter to be laughing at when they had very well nearly died because Choi got too curious for his own good. Giving Choi a sharp look before back at Takeshi, he waited until he stopped laughing before letting out a sigh, \"You mean you weren't even told?\" he frowned, shaking his head a little, \"Maybe you should at least find out what they are before you think to place our family here? That would be very nice\". He was a little nervous to say the least when it came to his family having to settle here, he was already nervous about them being left out there for too long. They had a few days at most before the King got suspicious, after that they had to hope and pray that their families hadn't been harmed.\n\nChoi didn't think it was very funny, it had hurt a lot and now he was going to have problems with his skin along with his brother for a little while. He wouldn't be doing that again, but who's to say it was wrong to not check what was in a massive hole in the landscape and why it was there. There could had easily been something down there of interest, he didn't know where these people lived. Frowning, he looked around as Takeshi wandered off back to the house ending with Choi getting a little fright when he spotted Shu standing at the door. Letting out a groan, he slowly moved towards Kabocha, pointing at the kid for a second, \"It's that kid again…think he still turns into a monster?\" he muttered ending with Kai punching his shoulder to tell him off.\n\nShu stood waiting at the door, bouncing a little as he waited for Takeshi to finish up talking to his friends. He didn't really want to go near them, he still saw them as a little scary, he didn't actually know what to make of them fully. Yumi and Vegeta were quite upset with them and that was enough for him to be suspicious about them, even if he didn't know the full story. Smiling when Takeshi came over to him he immediately nodded, bouncing a little, \"Uh huh! I know! It may take a while if we walk, so we better go fast, huh? We gotta go this way!\" he said, pointing off where Yumi told him to go, \"Then we gotta turn left at where I bumped into the Prince, it's quite far\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi and Shu left the house behind rather quickly, doing their best to make time to the city and back. With a potential all out war looming over the horizon and the very real chance of people being killed they had a sense of urgency, spurring them both to rush a bit. Rather than walk Takeshi had opted to carry his brother on his back, taking flight through the forest at a fairly decent speed. At first they overshot the spot where they had to turn, doubling back as they came across a clearing Shu didn't recognize. Once they regained their senses and found where the prince had been hiding it was fairly simple from there on out, heading right now since they had passed it by. The trip from that point to the entrance of the city seemed to be a great deal shorter, reaching it in little to no time at all. Takeshi landed right before it in plain view of the guards, many of which recognized Shu but not the other boy with them. Understandably then they were hesitant to take action, only trusting half of this duo before them. "Relax, we're friends." Takeshi spoke up, walking towards the gates with a smile. Getting a few sharp weapons pointed his way as a result he halted in his step, sighing and putting his hands up. He'd figured this would happen, but it was bothersome nonetheless. "We want to speak to the Queen, it's about the war. We might have an idea that can end it." Keeping a steady eye on the guards he was a bit off put when one of them advanced, holding their blade nearer to his person than he'd have liked. Eyebrow twitching irritably he forced a strained smile, his hands dropping slightly. "Just get whoever is in charge, will you?" The guard, not overly thrilled with this newcomer, hardly budged as he asked for their Captain. Seeing Shu there was a little reassuring, as they knew he was a friend, but this boy was an uncertainty. "Watch your tongue, we don't take orders from you. However, if you're with that boy then our Captain will hear you out." Not taking his weapon away the guard turned his head and shouted to the others, one of which went inside hurriedly. "Shu, is it...? Who is this boy and why is he here?" "I'm Shu's brother, if that means anything to you." And it certainly seemed to, but not what he had hoped. The other guards who had been at the entrance moved forward too, now having three swords trained on him. Takeshi was fairly close to smacking them each and making them knock it off, but for the sake of their mission he had to refrain and stifle his irritation. "You can trust me... Now please get those out of my face..." "Your brother saved our Prince, but you've done nothing. You have not earned our trust, and we don't hand it out freely." a guard replied, narrowing his eyes at the Saiyan. He seemed about as pleased with this as they were, no one wanted to be in this situation right now. From behind the group the sound of doors opening up made a few heads turn to see who was coming out. It was L'esta, flanked by no less than eight guards. Immediately the four at Takeshi's throat moved off, turning and saluting their superior. "Sir!" L'esta didn't really know what to make of what was going on out here. By the urgency of his men he had thought they were under attack, and yet all that was out here was Shu and his brother? Looking at Takeshi he really couldn't understand his subordinates aggression, the boy looked a bit more aggressive than Shu but hardly menacing. "At ease men, they're our friends." the Captain ordered, motioning for everyone to lower their weapons, which they did gradually. Stepping across the open ground L'esta stood before the two boys, smiling at Shu more than his brother. "We didn't expect you back so soon. What can we help you with?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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He didn't know what he could say to make things better other than just show that he was there and able to be supportive to his brother, but it was looking pretty hard to do that when one wrong move and Takeshi would be speared.\n\nWatching the interaction between the guards and his brother carefully, he frowned a little as he tried to suss out what was the best course of action to take while he was under so much watch. Trying to slowly get inbetween the weapons and Takeshi, turned out he didn't need to as the Captain soon showed his face and Shu was left with a hint of relief in his expression. It was good to see him again, but the aggression being shown was not going away as quickly as he hoped. Frowning a little, he tilted his head at the number of guards that were following him before immediately turning his attention towards L'esta, giving him a nervous wave as the guards lowered their weapons. He felt pretty glad that happened, he'd hate it if they had to leave because the Captain didn't want to cooperate.\n\nShu felt he could move forward now, he was glad that he could get in closer when the guy had relieved his guards. Looking between the Captain and Takeshi, he slowly moved forward as he pressed his fingers together, giving L'esta a nervous smile, \"H-Hi again…ummm yeah, things happened and we need information\", he spoke, keeping his voice low before letting out a squeak, \"Uhh n-not against you, that is! We need to know things like…like why the city doesn't like you guys and why these things are happening. We want to help, but we don't want to get the wrong people who are just in it because they were told to be in it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "L'esta listened carefully to what Shu had for them, honestly a bit surprised that he had come to them for help. \"I believe we might be able to help you out, so long as what you're asking is reasonable of course.\" The Captain motioned for the boys to follow him as he turned for the door, gesturing for his guards to make way for them as he approached. As the two large doors swung open he turned back once again to Shu and Takeshi, looking to the older boy in particular. \"Your brother is trustworthy, but we do not know the same for you. I wish we could give you the benefit of the doubt, so expect an escort of guards at all times while in the city. It should go without saying as well, but when in the presence of the Queen be courteous, for your own good.\"\n\n\"You guys are acting like I'm here to attack the place,\" Takeshi said exasperatedly, that quip being rather ironic really. Putting his hands up once more he smiled, shaking his head with a small chuckle. \"I'll be good, I promise. Believe it or not we are both here to help you, you won't have anything to worry about from me.\" Seriously, what had been said about him before that brought this on? If they did have an informant in the city maybe they had breathed word about his cooperation with the general, that might explain this unwarranted hostility. Or it could be normal. He had to wonder though what made these people the nicer ones, as so far he'd been threatened with swords and words alike.\n\n\"I should hope not. I would hate to imprison Shu's brother,\" the Captain replied, smiling slightly as he began his descent down into the city, the boys being led to follow suit. Shu would make the familiar trip down into the depths, likely not being nearly as bewildered as his brother at the sights. Behind them the door ground to a close, the natural light quickly fading as for a moment they were left in the dark. That was short lived though as lanterns quickly came on, illuminating the walkway down as they did before. \"The Queen is having a rare day off from duties today, so you're in luck, she should be readily available to talk. I know Prince T'charrl will be happy to see you again as well, he's been rather eager about his new friends.\" Looking over at his shoulder at Shu L'esta chuckled softly, folding his hands behind his back. \"The city has been abuzz about our new friends from above, the people seem rather excited we have some new allies in this struggle.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was feeling pretty confident now, he knew the Captain as a friend so he was happy that he was still regarded as one even when he brought a complete stranger and a weapon to the city. He was quite happy to be back here, it was definitely a place he wanted to revisit multiple times and hopefully he able to make some more friends here too when he struggled to find any on his own planet. Looking to the doors quickly, his attention soon went back to the Captain as he smiled at him, watching him talk to Takeshi about behaving. It was reasonable, he didn't expect anything different. Takeshi was responding well too, but he hoped he wouldn't play around like that later on around the Queen or he might just end up flying across the room and into the wall. It was a little worrying, but he was fully confident and hoped that they might be able to find some answers.\n\nFollowing the Captain, he looked around the city in wonder again just like he did before, finding it truly fascinating to see such a place once more. He wondered whether Takeshi found it at all interesting too, it should have been something he was interested in, surely. Looking to Takeshi just to see if he could see any sort of fascination in his eyes before he quickly looked back to the Captain, smiling, \"Really? He is? I'd like to see him too! I wouldn't mind asking him a few things too\", he said quickly, giving a nod, \"We have even more helping us…but don't tell everyone, because if someone bad found out then that would be very bad too. There's just a few things we need to know first…I mean, before we try to find out anything…I don't think we're going to fight personally either…but I don't know, what are we doing, anyway, Takeshi?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
L'esta was earnestly glad to see Shu back, as were the majority of the city's denizens. It had only been a short time since he'd been here and already a good bit of chatter had begun about the boy. It was no surprise then as they got into the bulk of the city that people were sending greetings his way, and even to his brother. "T'charrl spends much of his time busy with duties as I understand it, so he doesn't get to do very much. Having a friend like you is a nice change for the boy, so any time you can put aside for him I'm sure he'd appreciate." the Captain explained, smiling as he waved to a group of children who were shouting merrily on the side of the street. "I understand if you're busy though, especially with the matter at hand. Just please bear in mind he would like to spend some time with you whenever you can." "We're finding someone who can help us figure out who we can trust," Takeshi explained simply, crossing his arms as he walked. "And no, we're not going to fight Shu. That'd be overkill and this isn't our war to fight in, we're just giving a little nudge to our friends, that's all." The entire matter still didn't make complete sense to him after all. What these sides seemed to be fighting over was the energy the planet gave off, though why they couldn't just share confused him. He also failed to understand why it was that the General needed to wipe these people out entirely to secure it, that seemed like overkill. "What's with the glow in the ceilings, by the way?" Takeshi asked, looking up as he spoke. "That looks like the same stuff that's firing out of those pillars..." "That is the very same energy, you're right. Those veins are what it looks like when trapped in rock. It crystallizes but continues to flow, and at the same time the energy within the crystal gives off that light. I'd go into detail about it but that is beyond me, I'm only a soldier." L'esta chuckled to himself as they neared the palace, giving a shake of his head. "The bookworm of a doctor would be able to explain it if you're curious though. Good luck stomaching his banter for any longer than five minutes. There's a reason my personnel o their best not to get injured, it's so they don't have to face Renthal." Takeshi didn't get a single word that the Captain had said, having no clue who this doctor was either. That energy was interesting, and the crystals seemed familiar somehow. He couldn't quite place it, but he had definitely seen that somewhere before on this world. Shaking his head of the thought he glanced up as they reached a rather impressive set of gates, feeling a bit excited to see what the big deal with this Queen was. "Hey Shu...? I'm thinking you should do the talking here. Knowing my luck I'll say something that'll get us executed..." Takeshi mumbled, smiling sheepishly as he gave his brother a sidelong glance, "That means killed, if you didn't know. So... You do the talking." During their brief conversation L'esta had waved down a royal guard and sent for the Prince to meet them. Seeing as he wasn't normally on duty in the palace he couldn't freely enter, a resident of the building would have to bring the boys in. "This is where I'll leave you for the time being, I'm not permitted inside just now. Best of luck to you both, and give the prince my regards, will you? I've got to get back to recon duty." Not sounding at all enthusiastic about that the Captain left the boys with a small bow, making his way back across the bridge into the city.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu did wonder how much the Prince had settled in again since coming back near death, but seeing the guy he would probably be straight back into the action while trying to fatten himself up again. He wondered how Takeshi would handle these people and whether they would warm up to him eventually as well. Listening to the two of them talk together, he looked around curiously at everything that sparked up his interests before, his mind still barely able to comprehend that they even existed. It was a very pretty world underground compared to what was up above, but even then it was still pretty on the surface. He was fair happy to be down here again, but he knew they were here for business and hopefully find a way to end the war that was only hurting people.\n\nSpeaking about the energy was quite interesting, he didn't know where the energy was coming from but that was probably not too important if it was everywhere and blasting into the sky. It was strange, there had to be something living deep within the planet to be giving off that energy and all he could think of was the trees under the ground. Tilting his head slightly, he gave his head a scratch as he tried to figure it out himself before he gave a little bounce, turning to Takeshi a little as he waited for him to stop talking to the Captain, only for Takeshi to turn around and ask him something instead. Feeling a little confused, he looked to L'esta before back to Takeshi, giving a little nod, \"O-Okay…I'm not very good at talking to other people, though,\" he said quickly, giving his head a shake, \"I'll try! I've got things to ask! I do! Also other things I wanna ask…\"\n\nAs L'esta asked for a guard and turned to speak to them, Shu gave a little nod, hiding his hands behind his back as his nerves peaked up again. He didn't want anybody to get angry and the thought that they could get killed by their friends made him all the more nervous, so long as Takeshi was wrong about that, at least. Frowning a little, he watched as the Captain left them to the palace, his eyes going to Takeshi instead, \"Umm, this should go okay…I –I mean, the Queen is nice, but she could easily hit us possibly…but hopefully she doesn't. That's not as bad as dying, is it…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi wasn't too sure how keen he was on being left to their own devices now. The Captain looked to be a friend of Shu's and could get them around fairly unhindered, but now they had to wait for someone else to come get them. Whilst standing at the gates he could feel the guards staring at them, doing his best not to tell them to buzz off. Instead he tried to focus his attention solely on Shu, listening carefully to what his brother had to say. \"The Queen might hit us...?\" he mused, looking puzzled for a second before slouching slightly. With an audible groan he put his hands on his head, razzling his hair in frustration. \"Oh come on! I haven't even done anything and this woman wants to hit me? Why me?\" Leave it to him to get walloped simply for being there. Sighing to himself Takeshi slumped his hands into his pockets, looking ahead at the main doors a bit uncertainly now. \"No... It's definitely not as bad as dying. I wouldn't know though, never died.\" he joked lightly, hoping to ease both of their nerves a bit.\n\nA short window passed until someone finally came to get the boys in the form of General Garesh. Like L'esta before him he was pleased to see Shu back though a little wary of the boy with him. Word had spread quickly enough that he was aware of who the other boy was, but like many others that only meant so much. \"You're here to see my wife then?\" the General asked, smiling as he stopped before the two Saiyans. Unlike before he was alone then, much to his relief, as having an entourage everywhere got awfully tiresome. \"If you two are ready now I can bring you in to see her, she just finished her meal so with any luck she won't be quite as fiery as usual.\" Shu knew the Queen, but clearly his sibling didn't as he looked a touch worried over this. \"Is something wrong?\"\n\n\"Oh, no no nothing's wrong!\" Takeshi answered hastily, smiling as he shook his head. \"Just uh... Overwhelmed by all of this is all, sure is a nice city.\" He left out the fact that his past with women in any shape or form often led to his being hit. The fact alone this Queen of theirs frequently struck people had his head aching already in anticipation, he hoped that wouldn't come to pass. The General didn't seem completely convinced, but he smile and let it slide much to Takeshi's relief.\n\nGaresh didn't quite know what to make of this boy, finding him even stranger than Shu. \"Come along then. If your business is important then it's best we see to it at once, please follow me.\" Right into the palace this time, a perk of being with someone ranked higher. Rather than take a roundabout trip to the doctor's or some such the Saiyans were led directly to the throne room, up a flight of stairs and to the large set of doors at the top. Garesh grabbed the handles and with a heft pushed the doors wide open, exposing the chamber beyond, with his wife sitting at the far end and an advisor with her as well. \"Eslaria? The boy is back with his brother, and they have a proposal for you.\"\n\n\"Oh do they now? So important that they felt the need to barge into my castle?\" Eslaria called back, making her husband cringe slightly. Sighing she rose from her throne, dismissing her servant before walking down along the centre aisle. \"I only just finished eating dear, you don't suppose this could have waited a moment?\" Seeing the look on her husbands face and the hurry they had expressed getting here she figured it was important, or they thought so anyways. Coming to a halt a few meters from the trio she placed her hands on her hips, looking between the two boys expectantly. \"Well, what is it? Speak up.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu smiled, giving a little nod, \"She hit her son really hard and he was injured, but then she gave him a hug and everything seemed okay\", he said quickly, bouncing on his toes a little, \"Maybe women hit you because you did something bad? I don't do things bad, so I don't get hit. At least…I don't think I've done anything bad…have I done bad things?\" Without much time to prepare or ask any more questions, sure enough the General appeared to which he gave a smile to. He hoped everything was okay, it was fairly good that they had finished dinner just before their arrival. He wouldn't had wanted to intrude in the first place, especially when such an important question was going to be asked.\n\nLooking to Takeshi as he spoke up before looking back to the General, he gave him a good nod before trying to look passed him just to see what was going on. The people here were fairly hard to see passed with their wings, he wanted to see if there was any guards that Takeshi could see that was making him sound a bit nervous about meeting them. When everything seemed fairly fine and they were able to go through, Shu followed on behind the General, tapping his fingers together nervously, \"I hope this is okay…h-he's my brother, is all because my friend is busy…\"\n\nUpon arrival, Shu noticed the Queen but didn't quite know whether it was a good thing or bad thing now that they had come so soon, seeing as how she seemed a little annoyed. Withdrawing a little as she stood up, he watched her cautiously before squeaking a little when she demand they'd talk up. He still didn't know whether he was the one who should be speaking in actuality when he was so scared of what might happen, \"Uhhhm, uhh, w-well…we wanted to know if there was any information on what's being going on up on the surface, because…well, we want to help find who's responsible. We can freely move around on the surface so we thought we could help stop this war, we need to find who's the corrupt one and why they want you dead…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"You do something bad...? That'd be like father doing something good, so no." Takeshi replied, smiling slightly. "And I don't always do bad things. Hell, I don't know what I do half the time, they just hit me!" Even if he scarcely said anything he'd get smacked, usually courtesy of Yumi. It could just be her too, he wasn't sure. The prospect of a Queen who smacked even her own son though made him nervous, as he sure as sin wasn't going to hit back or mouth off to someone that important. Garesh smiled at Shu kindly, nodding his head just outside the throne room. "It's perfectly fine. Just so long as you understand that he won't be given the same welcome you were initially we won't have any problems." Once they had entered the room the General called for his wife's attention, moving to the side of the aisle to leave the boys in view. "Remember your manners boys, and I can almost guarantee you'll be fine." Eslaria gave Shu a funny look for a moment, hearing him out before sighing impatiently. "Young man, we have plenty of information about what's going on, you'll have to be more specific than that." It wasn't as if they were clueless to the situation at hand. Really the only thing they were lacking was the identity of the one they wanted, that was it. Once they found that out though they ought to be able to bring this mess to a close. "And someone wants me dead because I'm in their way, obviously," the Queen explained, hardly sounding at all discomforted by the topic. "They think if I'm killed they can do the same to my people. That's not going to happen though." "Uh... Your Majesty?" Eyeing the Queen uncertainly Takeshi flinched slightly as she turned to look at him. So this is how Shu felt, being rather nervous while under scrutiny. "We were hoping you might have someone in the city to help us... An informant of sorts," he explained, smiling nervously. "If we can ask them about who is supporting the war we can narrow our search down, and finding this 'corrupt' one will be easier." "So you came down to ask me to reveal an informant to you...?" Eslaria asked, leaning towards the older boy and glaring at him, to which he shirked back from. "You do realize if their identity gets out to the wrong hands they could die, don't you? I know your brother can be trusted, but I know nothing of you. Besides... Are you not the one who was working for the general in the city?" "U-Uh... Well Y-Yes I was, but you see..." Takeshi began, cutting himself off with a yelp as he was knocked over the head, falling backwards and staring up at the cieling through stars. "Ow ow ow ow...!" Eslaria wasn't terribly keen on this idea of theirs. If it went poorly then she'd lose a very valuable person in this war, that really could not be afforded. Crossing her arms impatiently she looked at Shu this time, cocking her head to the side slightly. "You, boy, can you promise my informant's safety if I tell you who they are? If things go poorly I need your word that you can keep them safe. Give me that and I'll tell you who they are and where to find them."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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If he could convince her that they could do something good then everything should be alright, but from the sounds of it they wouldn't need to look too far to find a way to convince her, \"Really…? Yes, Queen Your Majesty!\" he spoke quickly, giving his tail a squeeze, \"I mean…we will. We got more friends to help us too…we'll fix this before anyone will ever know…\"\n\nWith the sound of a hard thump on the other side of a door, it gradually opened and through the door stumbled T'charrl. He looked like he had been rushing along and possibly fell over before arriving in the throne room, a crutch firmly in hand, \"Friend! You're back so soon…who's this?\" He didn't know why Shu had decided to come back so quickly so it was certainly a surprise to see him here, he had only just finished eating his fill of dinner. While he wouldn't recover from malnutrition straight away, being able to eat was his first step to recovery even if that step involved the assistance of a crutch. Stumbling along to see them, he looked to his mother before down at Shu's fallen comrade, \"What's going on…? Why are you here so soon…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"You had best keep your word, little one. I would never risk my people otherwise, so don't let me down.\" If this should fail she would lose a lifelong friend and essential part of their defense against the military. Watching Takeshi collect himself the Queen let out a sigh, more in part to the doors opening as opposed to the Saiyan. Looking past the brothers she acknowledged her son with a small glance, wondering why he had come here when he should be resting. \"They've come for information, T'charrl. Information that I have, you do not. Why are you running around on your crutch?\" She was fairly certain she had told Renthal to keep him relaxed, not hustling about the castle. If it was to see Shu though she figured a little leniency should be allowed, even if only for a moment. \"Just... Please sit down somewhere? I don't mind if you stay...\" Eslaria looked at her husband, gesturing to their child impatiently. \"Get him a chair will you? He shouldn't be standing.\"\n\nTakeshi got up to his feet slowly now that attention wasn't focused on him. So this was that Prince that his brother had saved, huh? He didn't seem like anything special, then again neither did the queen. If anything the Queen was just scary. Watching the general fetch his son a chair from the side of the room the older boy went back to his brother's side, looking at the Queen awkwardly as she turned back to them. \"We swear we won't let you down, Your Majesty. We want to bring this to an end too.\" What they really wanted was to help his squad so they could leave in good conscience, but one thing at a time.\n\n\"Don't let me regret this decision.\" Eslaria repeated, sighing to herself before putting all four hands on her hips. \"You're looking for a man by the name of Katas. You'll find him in the largest building on the western section of the city, posing as a director of security. The building itself specializes in technology development for residential use, but that's superfluous detail. All you need to do is go to the front desk and ask for him by name, tell him his mother wants to give him a message.\" Seeing the surprised look on Takeshi's face Eslaria rolled her eyes, lifting a hand to smack her own forehead. \"It's code you moron... I'm his mother when we relay information. Tell him that and you'll be able to speak with him about anything you might need. Just be sure his identity isn't compromised because of your idiocy.\"\n\n\"We'll make sure we're completely alone, don't worry.\" Takeshi swore. They definitely never would have known to do this on their own, it was a good thing they had stopped by. Katas, western section of the city, easy enough to remember. As far as he was concerned they were finished here, but Shu had mentioned wanting to bring up other things as well, so reluctantly Takeshi stayed put. \"Shu...? Have anything else you want to say?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was fairly anxious, he didn't know what was happening and sure enough he was looking to his mother, his under-arms grappling the crutch as he looked around, trying to keep his eyes averted from her in a mild show of respect, \"I-I was just-…I was told my rescuer had returned and…I'm sorry, Mother\", he frowned, not wanting to anger his mother. He was well aware of how much respect she commanded and running in when he was obviously not fit enough to move, especially at that speed. Feeling a little surprised when she acted fairly calm about the situation and even asked his father to get him a chair, his eyes going to his father at first before back to his mother, \"Mother, thank you…\"\n\nShu smiled at T'charrl, feeling fairly happy to see him again. He was walking around and that was good enough for him, so long as he wasn't bedridden or anything. Looking between his brother and the Queen, he really did hope that they could keep the alien safe and hidden because of the potential of losing friends in the meantime. Letting out a sigh as he gave a quick nod, he took in the information they required and gave a little nod, trying to work out everything in his head.\n\nSmiling a little when Takeshi got told off, he swayed around a little before looking to Takeshi when he asked him a question, his eyes going to T'charrl before to the Queen nervously, \"Umm, y-yes I do\", he spoke, lowering his head a little, \"Queen Your Majesty, remember my friend who helped T'charrl? Umm, w-well…her and I were wondering, with your permission…that you allow some friends of ours parents to stay on your planet…?\" he said, adding Yumi for mental support on even when she obviously didn't like the other Saiyans, \"You see, they're going on the run from our father and this planet seems perfect for them. Our father isn't very nice…and they'd be in big trouble if he could find them; he might kill them\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Just be careful T'charrl, please? I've been worrying about you even since you've arrived home, and now you're going to run about on crutches..." Eslaria mumbled, shaking her head with a sigh. "I love you my dear, but I swear you make me molt. Take things slowly, that's all I ask." Hardly having the time to play mother just now she looked back to the two boys, still rather wanting to know what it was they had in mind. The older one seemed useless to her, he was busy pissing himself rather than talking. At least Shu had some sense about him, and so it seemed that he would do the talking. "You wish for me to harbor fugitives from the Saiyan king? You do realize how much you've asked of me already, and now you want me to do something that could jeopardize the entire planet...?" Eslaria let out a lengthy sigh, lifting her hands and rubbing at the side of her head to relieve stress. Of all the potential problems she would have to face did Saiyans really need to be one of them? Even without space travel of their own her people were well enough aware of just who those people were and what they did. Too focused on what she may have to face she nearly missed what Shu had said about their father. When two and two were put together the Queen looked up in silent surprise, blinking in disbelief. "You two are the Princes... Aren't you? The ones who ran away from the king?" "We are, Your Majesty. We did run away... And we're trying to beat our father and stop him from hurting people. We can't do that just yet though, not when these people are in danger. It'd only be four people at the most." It didn't seem like that absurd of a request really. Four people on a massive world with plenty of resources to go around, it wasn't as if they were imposing. Plus it wasn't unreasonable that they could live on their own as well, away from Kaesstrians. Takeshi shifted his weight about on his feet uncertainly as the Queen seemed to mull it over, worried as quite a bit was riding on her answer. "I suppose it's not as bad as I first thought it to be..." Eslaria mused, still thinking it through. Her city could feasibly play host to the parents, but then again she had another idea all together. "I suppose now is a good a time as any to explain my hopes for Kaesstra once this dispute is over with. I assume you've been told a bit about our history, knowing the Captain and his tongue. You'll understand then that rulers are chosen by the strongest tribe, yes?" Shu knew that, Takeshi did not, but she hardly cared. Those details were unimportant, what came next though was very much significant. "I'm tired of the old way, as are the other tribes. All it does is breed strife and disdain amongst our own people. Ruling by force works, but if we're to flourish across the entire planet then we have to be united." It was a rather uncharacteristic idea coming from Eslaria, always proud and eager to show her tribe's prominence. Looking over at T'charrl the Queen smiled slightly, about to give him probably the biggest disappointment. "When I am done ruling you will not take my throne, my son. Not if this works. I wish to see our planet united under one great collection of tribes. We'll share responsibilities, and we'll share the world. No more fighting over power or resources, it will be one massive kingdom." Realizing she was derailing the conversation a bit Eslaria looked back to the brothers, ignoring the surprised look on her husband and no doubt her son's faces. "In order to realize this dream I need this war to end, and for that to happen I suppose I must grant sanctuary to these people. So be it. I'll find somewhere for those parents to take shelter, and in turn you'll bring this dispute to an end. Deal?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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He didn't think they'd know about the situation considering how isolated they were, the exception being knowing what Saiyans were. Looking between the two, he slowly backed off when things didn't appear to be going their way, only for Takeshi to turn it around and try his best to convince the Queen instead. When things gradually began to settle, he let out a sigh, smiling nervously as the Queen spoke about the future. Tilting his head slightly, he tried to understand what she was getting at, but even the thought of such a plan like that working out was completely foreign to him. He didn't know how to encourage such a decision, but when things turned towards T'charrl he slowly moved back the way back to his brother, looking to him as if wondering whether what she was saying was actually a good idea.\n\nT'charrl had been trying to keep out of the conversation until she spoke about their ruling, a fairly concerned expression appearing on his face. He didn't know what she was saying, he couldn't understand why she was talking about such a thing to these two until she turned to him. His mood completely sank over what she was saying, his mind struggling to comprehend it, \"W-What are you saying…?\" he mumbled as if his whole life was suddenly passing by his eyes. He felt rather saddened and shocked, his hand on his chair as he tried to stand up, \"Mother…why would you think on doing this? I've trained and studied all my life to take over the throne! If you want the world united…then why not under our tribe? Why not under our family…? Am I that much of a disappointment to you that you don't trust me to take over…? I don't know how to do anything else!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Eslaria figured there would be some discontent over her ideas, but for her son to be so put off by it sort of surprised her. It really shouldn't she supposed, he raised perfectly good points. Looking at him hard as he rose from his chair she turned to face him, not speaking above him as he got his feelings out. When he was done her expression softened slightly, walking over to him and placing a hand on his head, smiling gently. \"I am not disappointed in you T'charrl, not in the least. If anything I'm proud of you, you're the epitome of what a mother could want in a son.\" she explained, having one of her rare soft-spoken moments. \"Listen to me...\" the Queen continued, squatting slightly to come eye to eye with T'charrl. \"When this is done I don't want to rule anymore. I'm tired of it, and I'm tired of fighting. So long as only one tribe rules there's always going to be conflict. If we join together though then there won't be any need to fight each other. But someone with the know how is going to need to lead everyone else while we work together. Do you know why I pressed you so hard all the time? To study and to train?\" Eslaria smiled gently as she rubbed her son's head, giving a light laugh as well. \"I want that person to be you.\"\n\nTakeshi was really confused now. A moment ago this lady wanted to bite his head off and looked ready to do the same with Shu. Now though she was acting... Well, motherly towards her son. He didn't completely know the details surrounding their family, but obviously T'charrl hadn't seen this kind of curveball coming, not seeming pleased by it at all. The Queen was quick to talk to him about it though, and to his objective eyes it seemed like it was a reasonable idea. \"You'll be one of the first people to lead a new era,\" Takeshi chimed in, amazed when he didn't get a glare from the Queen. \"Think about it. You and others are going to make your people so much stronger, I mean how cool is that? You're all the same after all, so why fight one another?\" They were only hurting themselves by doing this, it was weakening them as a whole and wasting time that could be spent bettering themselves. In a way, Takeshi mused, the Saiyans weren't much different.\n\n\"So it's not so bad, now is it, my little Prince?\" Eslaria asked, not having called him that since he was a good deal younger. Moving away from him she smiled before turning to the two boys again, placing her hands on her hips. \"We've got our deal then, so it's best you be on your way. I do hope that we see you again before you leave though. I'm sure T'charrl would appreciate having some friends here for when he has his rise to power too.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't know what to make of it, his whole life felt like it had been worth nothing and that struggle to gain his mother's and his people's approval was completely wasted. He wouldn't know what to do with his life if that was the case, he was a perfectly capable fighter but now he was going to be left out of all that he had trained to be. Leaning on his crutch in a rejected manner, he let out a sigh as his mother rose up, half expecting her to give him a good slap; instead, it turned into something completely different. Looking up at her as she spoke with sad eyes, his antennae twitching a little as he slowly lowered his head. He still could barely understand it all, he felt a little better that his mother didn't think of him as a disappointment, but where his life was leading was not obvious to him at all. Upon the rubbing of his head, his eyes looked up at her with a little moment of hope that she's explain everything, only he became confused even more, \"What…? But…you said I wouldn't take your throne…\"\n\nT'charrl had a fair confusing time understanding what was going on and what he was supposed to do, but what was even harder right now was understanding what his mother was telling him. He didn't know how other tribes would accept him if such a proposal went through, he didn't know what his mother world do if she passed he post onto him as opposed to passing it onto his father instead. Feeling all sorts of confusion he looked up at Takeshi when he spoke, \"I…am…?\" he asked up, not sure how he would make them stronger just by being all together, \"I mean…I guess we're all the same…\" If he could understand what was all meant by that then things would be a lot better, but he had time to try and figure it out so for now he'd have to be patient. Letting out a sigh, he looked up at his mother when she spoke again, giving a little smile when she mentioned a long forgotten nickname, \"Mother…\"\n\nShu looked between them all, not entirely sure what was happening or what was so bad about the Prince's situation. He didn't know what it was like to be in the real world, so real world discussions were completely lost to him. Takeshi helping out convincing the Prince was pretty wise, it would probably help in the long run if he sided with the Queen more when compared to earlier when he was on the receiving end. Everything seemed to be going quite nicely, now he was definitely convinced that a mother was like her. Smiling a little when she called T'charrl a 'little Prince', he swayed on the spot before giving a quick nod, \"Sometimes I wish I had a mother\", he smiled, looking to T'charrl soon after, \"I hope we get to visit again when you're better! I wouldn't want to leave a friend behind, maybe you could even show us your special power you mentioned sometime\".\n\nT'charrl didn't particularly want his friends to leave, he didn't know when they'd ever be back on the planet and wanted to spend as much time as he could with the only friends he had. It was too hard to make friends when he was a Prince, so when he had them he was rendered weakened and desperate for their presence. Slowly moving to sit down again with wobbly legs, he was caught off-guard when Shu suddenly mentioned something he told them when searching for answers to why he was kept alive for so long; however, the only problem was it was something he had generally been hiding. He hadn't told his mother of any such power and hoped she would ignore it, his eyes going to her before away again.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"You don't have a mother...?" Eslaria asked, giving Shu a curious look. How odd, a king without a Queen. Obviously the boys did have a mother, but they did not know her. Strange that they were siblings, they didn't look alike. Then again they were pretty much alien to her, so how was she to tell. "You boys will find her I'm certain. If you didn't take after your father you must have taken after her, and since you two are not tyrants I can only guess who you've become more like." To someone who was a strong woman it seemed awfully strange these boys had turned out as they had without a mother's guidance. Who raised them, she wondered? Perhaps speaking out of turn Shu brought up a topic that rather interested the Queen, if only because she was absolutely unaware of it. "Special... Power...?" Eslaria mirrored, frowning in confusion before looking to the Prince. "T'charrl, what is he talking about? Look at me and answer me young man." Takeshi found his cheeks a little red as he was off in his own thoughts for a moment. Did the Queen really think they were like their mother? Or mothers, as the case may be, but still it was rather nice. For a good while after learning of their father he'd worried that he was more like the king than anything, but maybe now that wasn't the case. He had no clue who his mother might be, but the notion that he was more her child than his father's was a sincerely welcome change. Now more than ever he wanted to meet her, but also now more than ever that goal seemed further off than ever before. Takeshi zoned back in on the conversation at hand when he heard the Queen's tone change to one of more demand, looking at Shu warningly then the Prince as he was questioned. "Er... Shu probably had a slip of the tongue. He's still learning words, so he probably didn't mean that." "Be quiet or I'll smack you again," Eslaria warned, watching Takeshi seem to shrink and mumble out a meek apology. Sighing she crossed her arms once more, now tapping her foot impatiently while scrutinizing the boy in the chair before her. "I am not old enough for my hearing to be going, I know what I heard. If you're hiding something from me then as your mother I demand you tell me what it is young man. Now."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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But…you said I wouldn't take your throne…\"\n\nT'charrl had a fair confusing time understanding what was going on and what he was supposed to do, but what was even harder right now was understanding what his mother was telling him. He didn't know how other tribes would accept him if such a proposal went through, he didn't know what his mother world do if she passed he post onto him as opposed to passing it onto his father instead. Feeling all sorts of confusion he looked up at Takeshi when he spoke, \"I…am…?\" he asked up, not sure how he would make them stronger just by being all together, \"I mean…I guess we're all the same…\" If he could understand what was all meant by that then things would be a lot better, but he had time to try and figure it out so for now he'd have to be patient. Letting out a sigh, he looked up at his mother when she spoke again, giving a little smile when she mentioned a long forgotten nickname, \"Mother…\"\n\nShu looked between them all, not entirely sure what was happening or what was so bad about the Prince's situation. He didn't know what it was like to be in the real world, so real world discussions were completely lost to him. Takeshi helping out convincing the Prince was pretty wise, it would probably help in the long run if he sided with the Queen more when compared to earlier when he was on the receiving end. Everything seemed to be going quite nicely, now he was definitely convinced that a mother was like her. Smiling a little when she called T'charrl a 'little Prince', he swayed on the spot before giving a quick nod, \"Sometimes I wish I had a mother\", he smiled, looking to T'charrl soon after, \"I hope we get to visit again when you're better! I wouldn't want to leave a friend behind, maybe you could even show us your special power you mentioned sometime\".\n\nT'charrl didn't particularly want his friends to leave, he didn't know when they'd ever be back on the planet and wanted to spend as much time as he could with the only friends he had. It was too hard to make friends when he was a Prince, so when he had them he was rendered weakened and desperate for their presence. Slowly moving to sit down again with wobbly legs, he was caught off-guard when Shu suddenly mentioned something he told them when searching for answers to why he was kept alive for so long; however, the only problem was it was something he had generally been hiding. He hadn't told his mother of any such power and hoped she would ignore it, his eyes going to her before away again.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"You don't have a mother...?\" Eslaria asked, giving Shu a curious look. How odd, a king without a Queen. Obviously the boys did have a mother, but they did not know her. Strange that they were siblings, they didn't look alike. Then again they were pretty much alien to her, so how was she to tell. \"You boys will find her I'm certain. If you didn't take after your father you must have taken after her, and since you two are not tyrants I can only guess who you've become more like.\" To someone who was a strong woman it seemed awfully strange these boys had turned out as they had without a mother's guidance. Who raised them, she wondered? Perhaps speaking out of turn Shu brought up a topic that rather interested the Queen, if only because she was absolutely unaware of it. \"Special... Power...?\" Eslaria mirrored, frowning in confusion before looking to the Prince. \"T'charrl, what is he talking about? Look at me and answer me young man.\"\n\nTakeshi found his cheeks a little red as he was off in his own thoughts for a moment. Did the Queen really think they were like their mother? Or mothers, as the case may be, but still it was rather nice. For a good while after learning of their father he'd worried that he was more like the king than anything, but maybe now that wasn't the case. He had no clue who his mother might be, but the notion that he was more her child than his father's was a sincerely welcome change. Now more than ever he wanted to meet her, but also now more than ever that goal seemed further off than ever before. Takeshi zoned back in on the conversation at hand when he heard the Queen's tone change to one of more demand, looking at Shu warningly then the Prince as he was questioned. \"Er... Shu probably had a slip of the tongue. He's still learning words, so he probably didn't mean that.\"\n\n\"Be quiet or I'll smack you again,\" Eslaria warned, watching Takeshi seem to shrink and mumble out a meek apology. Sighing she crossed her arms once more, now tapping her foot impatiently while scrutinizing the boy in the chair before her. \"I am not old enough for my hearing to be going, I know what I heard. If you're hiding something from me then as your mother I demand you tell me what it is young man. Now.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was a little more than worried about Shu's inability to realise when something shouldn't need discussing, especially around his mother. Looking to her with a fearful expression before Takeshi tried to intervene with a little bit of hope sparking up, only to suddenly be shot down by Eslaria as her attention went straight back to him. He didn't know what to say other than try to deny there was anything he was trying to hide and simply declare the boy didn't know what he was saying. He didn't think he could do that to a friend, especially one of the only friends he had. Lowering his gaze immediately, he tried to look away from her but felt the burning sensation that could only come from her hard stare, \"M-Mother…I-umm…please don't hit me\", he muttered, slowly standing up again as he slowly placed his crutch to the side of the chair.\n\nWobbling around a little, he stared at his mother with a rather nervous expression, not entirely sure how he was supposed to get out of showing her anything without some sort of disgrace coming out of it. Frowning, he raised his hands a little, hesitating before glowing blue orbs appeared floating in his hands, all four of them, \"I-I can…use the energy of the planet by drawing it to my own…\" he spoke quietly, his eyes diverting away, \"And those imaginary friends I had when I was little…w-well, they weren't…entirely imaginary…just dead\". After a second the orbs disappeared and T'charrl fell back into his chair but T'charrl kept his eyes off everyone, frowning a little, \"…They said it was special and that I shouldn't show it, but I think a spy must had saw me using it out by the great tree to speak to it and practice using its power because my next outing into battle had me being captured instead of killed…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"I won't hit you if you show me, now hurry up young man." There had never been any discussion of a hidden power, not as far as she knew. If it was dangerous then she may have to forbid its use, not wanting her people put in jeopardy. Watching T'charrl closely it seemed as if nothing happened for a moment until four blue orbs fomed in his hands. Eyes widening slightly in surprisse the Queen simply watched them in silence as her son spoke, rather curious about this ability of his. "So those were... Dead souls...?" Eslaria asked, rather puzzled by this revelation. It was also a little unnerving, the thought of talking to the dead. Taboo even, now she could understand why it had been hidden from her. She had to wonder why the military would want an ability like that, as what use could come from it? "So you've always been able to talk to... Dead people then? And they've been your friends, not those imaginary ones you made up? Garesh...? Did you know about this?" "No, this is the first I've seen it too." the General replied, frowning as he came over to join the rest of the group. Looking at his son carefully he knelt on one knee before him, placing his hands on T'charrl's shoulders. "Something like that is very unique, but also very frightening. You shouldn't show it off to people, they might come to be afraid of you. You've got to keep that a secret, okay?" Even Eslaria was a bit put off by that, and normally she had a strong stomach for anything. The idea of speaking with the since passed was definitely unusual, and no doubt there would be claims of witchcraft if the masses found out. Takeshi was on quite a different page than T'charrl's parents. It was unique, his ability but it could also very well be the answer that they needed. He was going out on a limb here, but this boy might help everything come together quite nicely, if he agreed to help. "T'charrl... That's amazing, really," the Saiyan beamed, hoping to cheer the kid up. "And Your Majesty...? He might be able to help us out, if it's okay. We'd need to know exactly how his ability works though to see. We can stay in the palace to try it even, I just want to know if he can contact people not on this planet with that." "You want to bring dead people from another world to Kaesstra?" Eslaria asked incredulously. It was a tall order, but then again everything these boys were asking of her was. She must be out of her mind to allow such a thing to take place, she was going to allow it though. "Very well... T'charrl? Explain something to me though. You can talk to trees? Or just the tree in the center of the city? Clarify that for me. And what does it say? And how do you take energy from the planet? None of this makes any sense... Why didn't you ever tell me?" The Queen sounded a fair bit flustered and agitated, more over none of this making sense to her than anything. If T'charrl had been able to do this all along could others of their kind as well? Where did his abilities end?
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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Things were going to be different if they keep this up, but there also wasn't anything he could do to stop them from thinking that. Slowly moving his hand to the back of his head, he let out a sigh and looked away from her again, \"Mother, you're supportive, but please stop giving me orders not to use it\", he spoke lowly, giving a little nod, \"I'm smart enough not to show it to everyone, I'm your son, remember…? You taught me a lot about power and control, just not that type of power and control, but it's the same concept…right? My biggest worry is will I be able to keep controlling it and for how long will it be so tame; you know, typical worries...especially when I don't know if there's someone else who can do this. I won't disobey you, I'm just scared I'll be left alone with this all except for some ghosts for company!\"\n\nShu didn't quite know what to make of it all, everything was so confusing and powers like that shouldn't be shunned, at least. Looking to Takeshi to see if he could give anymore support over the matter, he slowly moved towards him, looking up at him, \"It sounds sort of like Ki, do you think he can use energy from other planets?\" he asked curiously, not quite sure what to make of the situation, \"That would be handy if he ever travelled with it, but umm…do you think he'll really be able to get in touch with Mister Goku…? Does he even know what Mister Goku looks like…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"And you think I'm judging you darling...?\" Eslaria asked, frowning. \"I'm not thinking any less of you or judging you, I'm just surprised by this turn of events, that's all.\" Was T'charrl really so concerned that she would become judgmental of him over this? She wanted to reject his concerns further but he had more to say, and not wanting to make him feel any worse she let him speak. Letting out a soft sigh as he finished the Queen shook her head, smiling sadly at her son. \"You will not be left alone. Not by me, or your father, or your friends,\" Eslaria reassured, shooting the boys an accusatory glance before turning her attention back. \"And even if no one else has this power we'll find a way to help you control it. Even if we have to go all over the planet to find someone who can help you. Don't worry so much.\"\n\nTakeshi watched the interaction between mother and son a touch enviously. Was this what his own mother would be like, or Shu's for that matter? Aside from the hitting part he hoped so, it would be nice to have someone like that. \"It kind of does, in a way...\" he replied, looking down at Shu as he spoke. \"I don't know about other energies though, since we can't really use others either.\" It would be an interesting concept though, if they could. Wouldn't it be strange to find something common between these bug people and Saiyans? When asked about Goku the older boy had to think for a moment. He knew T'charrl had no idea what the guy looked like, and explaining it was a little difficult.\n\"I've got an idea...! Sir?\" Takeshi asked as he looked at the General. \"Do you have something to write with and a sheet of paper?\" Waiting patiently as Garesh went over to the throne and started to dig through a box behind it, returning shortly with a pad and something that kind of looked like a pen. Nodding gratefully the Saiyan took both of them, smiling hopefully at T'charrl. \"I'm sorry to interrupt, but do you suppose we could have your son help us...? That is if he's up to it.\" Staring at the paper for a moment he started to make a sketch of Goku, taking a good few seconds to do it. When he finished he showed it to T'charrl, Shu perfectly able to see it as well. The hair was close, but the rest looked like it had been drawn by a three year old. \"This is him, it's what he looks like anyways. And his energy would feel like ours, think you could find him?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't know how to take his mother's words, he was fair confused and couldn't take in whether he should see her words as supportive or just hiding her true feelings. He didn't know how he was supposed to deal with his parents knowing, they were probably going to check in some more or possibly stop him from wandering completely just incase he showed off his powers somehow. Nodding a little as she spoke, he scratched his claws slowly through his fur as he tried to work out whether he should be worried about the future or hold onto his mother for support right up until he was supposed to take over. Now that was the thing; he'd probably lose that as well when he is sure enough destined to be in the public eye of everyone around the world. He wanted to ask his mother about that, but after all that was said and shown he'd probably be better kicking her in the shin than asking something like that.\n\nShu could remember what Goku looked like if it was only for the fact that he thought about him a lot when he was locked up and how he might handle such a situation, but with just a few details missing. If he was to describe Goku he would probably screw it up, he didn't know how he would get it across and definitely needed Takeshi's help. Looking to him for some sort of hint to what they could do, he smiled a little before Takeshi managed to come up with something. Tilting his head curiously at what Takeshi was asking, he slowly moved closer to him when he received something from the General and proceeded to make markings on it. Smiling a little, he watched in fascination before looking to T'charrl, trying to see if this ritual meant anything.\n\nT'charrl had to do a second take when Takeshi approached him, looking to him curiously before down at the piece of paper. He didn't really understand at first, but having a second take helped a little to try and understand what his plight was. Reaching out to the sketch curiously, he held the side of it gently before withdrawing his hand, looking away, \"Umm, maybe…another Saiyan…?\" he questioned, giving a little nod, \"I could, but…I-I hope you don't mind, but I don't have enough of my own energy to do such things. I'm weak, I need to recover a little more before I can do that…it's often hard to do such a thing if I don't know them or if they're not still on this plain; I-I'm sorry…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi was hopeful that T'charrl was just what they needed to save his squad's parents. Without Dende around this time he wasn't too sure how to get in touch with King Kai himself, meaning talking to Goku was nigh impossible. Seeing as he had already sworn to help his team out he refused to go back on his word, but he certainly wouldn't mind a little help. When the Prince didn't sound too confident about the chances of it working it was hard to hide his disappointment. "Hey, no sweat, if you've got to recover then I totally get that," Takeshi remarked, giving a thumbs up with a sad smile. "I don't mean to press you T'charrl, take as long as you need to in order to get better." In reality they didn't have the luxury of time, but with this kid being their only possible way of pulling this off they might have no other choice. "Just see to your end of the bargain and let him rest. He'll help when he's damn ready to." Smiling sympathetically at her son Eslaria, rubbed his cheek again before standing up, sighing as she held her son in her gaze. This ability of his seemed awfully silly to get worked up over, certainly to be kidnapped over too. Still, the implication that he could speak to the dead wasn't likely something to be taken lightly by their people if it was found out. Then again as part of their faith they did revere their ancestors, so who knows, he could be praised for it too. Right now though the Queen refused to take that chance with her son, not wanting him possibly branded as an oddity for his powers. "Speaking of your recovery, what you said had me wondering..." Eslaria mumbled, cupping her chin in thought. "You can take power from the planet, yes? Would that energy help your body recover more quickly? If so then I would feel quite a bit less worried about you getting hurt, and just maybe I'll let you fight more often." Having a lightbulb go off in his head Takeshi grinned widely, abruptly shoving his sketch into Shu's hands as he walked over to the Prince and Queen. "Hang on a second, Shu and I might be able to help him recover!" he exclaimed, getting a confused look from Eslaria. "What you can do T'charrl, it sounds a lot like Ki. That's the energy we use in our bodies, and it's found in our planet too. If it's the same kind of thing we might be able to share some power, and that should help liven you up a bit." Clenching his hands into fists he nodded enthusiastically, certain this would work. "If you'll let us try, Your Majesty, we might be able to get him back on his feet quickly. He could be back in action as soon as tomorrow even!" "This Ki... You're certain it can help him? I don't know how keen I am about you shoving some energy into my son..." There was no reason to think these two would cause T'charrl any intentional harm, even if the older one was a bit clueless. Their energies could be complete opposites though rather than similar, and introducing one to the other might cause some serious damage. Eslaria knew ultimately though that if her son decided to try it he would, with or without her consent. Smiling exasperatedly at that she looked to the Prince for an answer. "It's your decision, do you want to try this?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Seeing the disappointment on Takeshi's face only made T'charrl feel a little guilty, not exactly knowing why such a thing would cause such a reaction. He didn't want to be used just like that when he wasn't prepared for it and was told to hide his powers, but he also didn't want to disappoint a friend. He felt so confused, he didn't know what he was supposed to be doing just now and probably felt better going to his room and hiding away from everyone for a while until things were better. Looking up to his mother with a little bit of concern in his expression, he let out a sigh and gave a little nod, hoping she wasn't being too strict to scare off his friends. Lowering his head a little again, he let out a sigh only to twitch a little when his mother spoke up again, his eyes going up to her in confusion before he shook his head, \"What? N-No, I don't even know how to do such a thing!\" he spoke quickly only to lower his head with a little gasp, \"I-I mean, umm…fight more often…? M-Maybe, I mean…I might be able to…but I don't see how it would help my wounds\".\n\nShu didn't know what they should do, they had a chance to possibly help someone but it meant using someone else without giving them benefits other than feeling weak after they had done it. Sure, it would be good if he could do such a thing, but if it was going to be a problem then he'd let them go and recover before asking again. Looking between them curiously, he let out a squeak when Takeshi shoved the paper into his hands and walked on up to the Prince and the Queen. At least now Shu could see what he was showing them, but when he did manage to look he didn't know how he was supposed to feel about it. It looked like Goku, but it also didn't and instead looked like a strange alien creature with Goku's hair. Slowly moving the paper around, he walked on up to Takeshi, looking for a break in the conversation before talking, \"Why is Mister Goku looking like a happy blob creature? Did he change himself into something else…?\"\n\nT'charrl felt a little confused when Takeshi came on over to him, looking a little surprised. Listening to him curiously, he slowly moved forward in his seat, staring at him before looking to his mother. Ki sounded like a rather strange concept in itself, he didn't know whether it would help or do nothing at all, maybe even hurt him if it wasn't compatible with his body. Looking to his mother for some answers, all he got was a question that had to make him decide instead. He didn't know whether it was a good idea to do such a thing, but if his friend thought it might help then there was no harm in trying, \"I-I guess…uhh, what is Ki, exactly…? What kind of energy?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Ki is like... Well...\" Takeshi mumbled, rubbing at his chin toughtfully. \"It's like that energy that you can feel inside of you,\" he continued, smiling as he patted his own chest. \"Every living thing in the universe has it, or something like it. Plants, animals, even the planets have some. I almost wonder if what you have is Ki too, just a different form of it. But if we've both got that energy then we can share ours. It'll help your body by giving it more energy, and that should help you heal faster.\" It wasn't an instant remedy, but even if it only accelerated the process by half a day that was still good. It was selfish, he knew, but the sooner that T'charrl was well again the sooner his squad's families could be saved. The issue on Kaesstra was bound to be resolved, now it was a matter of seeing to that issue as well. \"We can try a tiny bit at first, and if it doesn't work then we won't do anymore. If it'll help you though don't you think it's at least worth a try?\"\n\nTakeshi was interrupted at the end by Shu coming over, a bit reluctant to be taken from the conversation at hand. Glancing at his brother curiously his face reddened as his drawing was questioned, stomping his foot indignantly and snatching the paper before pointing at it. \"What do you mean a blob creature? That's totally him!\" he said in a defensive tone, tapping the sheet with a finger before looking at it crossly. \"I mean... It's not exactly him, but come on, it's close enough!\" He had thought it was pretty good, though clearly that wasn't a universal opinion. Hearing a sudden laugh he jumped a bit, startled to see the Queen holding her sides and shaking with laughter.\n\n\"You call that a drawing? Your brother was right, it does look like a blob!\" Eslaria roared, still laughing at Takeshi's expense. She hadn't seen it before, but now that she had Shu's description fit it perfectly. As she calmed down she looked at the older boy who was sat in one of the chairs now, mumbling something about his picture by the looks of it. It had been funny, she thought so, and as did Garesh as he was heard settling down from some laughter as well. Smiling amused she looked to her son, offering him a hand to get him to his feet. \"They can take care of our problem first, then we'll see to theirs, fair is fair. We should let them get to work, don't you think?\" she asked gently, not wanting to come across as trying to tear her son from his friends. They had a job to do and that was that, they could always come back later. \"Shu? Once you see this through can you come back here? I'd like to see you off before you and your friends leave, as I'm sure T'charrl would as well.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was beginning to come to an understanding over the concept of Ki, it just sounded like spirit. It was pretty odd, the fact that it could be passed onto someone else to give them energy was a foreign concept but possibly risky because they were two different species. Hopefully it wasn't too different, he could easily try to adapt if any problems came up. He would like to learn more about Ki, he wanted to know its concepts and how it is used. Hopefully things were going to be okay if he accepted. Looking between his mother and Takeshi, trying to come to his decision before he gave a little nod, \"I-I think it's worth trying. If anything goes wrong, just stop, okay…?\" he spoke, but sure enough the words of his friend had his mother laughing, feeling fairly confused to what was going on. The drawing wasn't a big deal to him, he could only make out the hair but it still was fairly straight forward. Feeling fairly confused, he shuffled on his seat and just smiled, trying to feel a part of the conversation.\n\nShu smiled at Takeshi as he stumbled for words, trying to come up with an answer for his terrible drawing skills. Shu would like to learn how to do something like that, it seemed pretty fascinating and a good method of communication; however, he had no idea how it was even done. It needed a stick, he knew that much. Staring at Takeshi, he squeaked when the Queen suddenly began to laugh too, his attention turning to her as he tilted his head. He didn't think it was that funny, but it was still funny to see her reaction and not get hit for it. Giving a little nod, he looked to Takeshi before making a bounce towards the Queen instead, happy upon hearing her request, \"Yeah! I'd like that! I'd like that a lot! I'd like to come back other times too, I like this planet…lots of fruit, trees and friends…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Good, glad you agree. If we see you again then I'll tell the guards not to bother with their ridiculous interrogations, there's no need to persecute a friend of Kaesstra." If anything it was just a perfectly good reason for these boys not to return. With T'charrl being so happy over having some friends of his own that was the last thing the Queen wanted, she'd make sure they wanted to come back. Shu seemed more enthusiastic than his brother on visiting again, which wasn't an issue. Eslaria was fairly certain that her son preferred the younger one anyways, so that was fine. "H'eras! Get back in here!" the Queen shouted towards the door, making Takeshi jump in the process. The assistant from before re-entered the room uneasily, scurrying over to her ruler and bowing down politely. "Listen to me well girl, go and report to the guards, tell them that these two boys and their friends are free to come and go in the city as they please. And be quick about it!" "Y-Yes Your Majesty!" H'eras stuttered, bowing again awkwardly and nearly toppling forward. Cringing at an impatient sight from the Queen she collected herself, pausing as she looked over at the Prince, a nervous smile coming to her lips. "I-I'm glad you're doing well, Prince T'charrl..." Giving a meek yelp as Eslaria cleared her throat loudly the girl hurried out through the door again, intent on getting away from the Queen's wrath. So much for the soft-spoken Queen, it looked like the crazy woman was back. Their business was effectively finished here, and they had sort of been dismissed. Glancing down at his picture once more he smiled slightly, giving Eslaria and her family a polite bow as he'd seen the others do. "We'll be back soon, don't worry. And when we come back everything wil be better, we promise!" A little eager to be out of there himself the Saiyan snatched up his brother's hand, waving before turning and hurrying out the slowly closing door, running along into the city while near dragging his brother behind him in the process. It wasn't until the palace was hidden behind some buildings that he slowed down, letting go of Shu and stopping to catch his breath. Turning around he pulled the drawing from his pocket, giving an indignant huff before pushing it forward for his sibling to see. "That so does not look like a blob!" Takeshi complained, pulling it back and looking at it, his body slouching slightly, "Or... Maybe it does." Left in a rather abrupt manner Eslaria was once more just with her family. Blinking in confusion at their sudden departure the Queen sighed, shaking her head in disbelief and casting her son a sidelong glance. "T'charrl... You made some strange friends," she mused, smiling before reaching down and rubbing his head. "But good ones. I have a feeling those two are going to be back soon, so don't get too worried." Now that they were gone she too should get back to business, the city wasn't going to run itself after all. "As for you young man..." Eslaria continued, smiling as she crossed her arms, "You have a training session with your father, scheduled in... Five minutes." "And it's not going to be an easy one," Garesh added, smiling as he put a hand on T'charrl's shoulder. "A true warrior fights in the face of adversity, and injury. A little soreness and malnutrition isn't anything to one of the new rulers of Kaesstra, now is it? Let's see if my little soldier can finally best the general or not."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "T'charrl was feeling fairly happy right now, but still not entirely confident over the thought of using something like Ki on him unless he knew what it was and whether it was safe. He would like to learn more about Ki, he wondered whether he could use it himself in any way along with his own particularly strange abilities. Thinking about it quite a lot as he leaned on his crutch, he gasped when his mother suddenly shouted with his eyes going to the door, watching as H'eras finally popped in. Giving her a friendly smile, he waved a little when she delivered her concerns only for that tiny moment suddenly being broken up by his mother once more. Letting out a sigh when she went again, he rubbed his neck slowly as he looked away, giving a little smile, \"Mother…she was just concerned…\"\n\nShu would be quite happy to visit again, but even with the Ki idea it would be mean to force him into using his powers just because they should be granted a favour of some sort. Looking to Takeshi before to the Queen, he smiled and nodded happily upon hearing that they could come along anytime if they so wished, \"Thank you! Yeah! You're so nice, I can't wait…\" Feeling the sudden tug from Takeshi taking hold of his hand, he was suddenly pulled out and away from them all as he was sure enough leaving now. He needed to get dinner, it was a need that everybody back at the house definitely had to have before anything else. Looking to the drawing as Takeshi shoved it away, he smiled at him seeing his concern and sudden depression over his drawing, \"Can you teach me how to do that? How do you do those blobs?\"\n\nLetting out a sigh when they were all gone, T'charrl once again was left feeling a little alone even though he was with his parents. Having a friend over was the same as having a little holiday in his life and from his duties, but there was always still going to be that time where they'd have to leave and go about their own lives. Looking to his mother he shrugged lightly, looking away a little before she placed a hand on his head, giving him the reassurance he needed, \"Thanks…I hope they will\". With everything back to normal apart from his weaknesses, he straightened himself up a little before frowning at what his mother had to say, \"What…? Seriously?\" he questioned her before his attention turned to his father's hand, moving up to his face with a frown. He didn't know why they would give him a training session, it was only fun when he was healthy, \"Geez…I guess so, but still…you don't send soldiers to war if they're hungry, right? Okay, I'll train…but don't hit me if I faint, please…? I'll probably not even be able to get back up\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi kept dragging his brother along until they had gotten out of view of the castle, releasing Shu's hand once they did. Having a hard time letting it go he pulled the drawing back out, half-heartedly defending it before groaning when he recognized himself it was pretty poor. \"You want me to teach you how to draw...?\" Takeshi asked, his tone one of disbelief. Unable to hide a smile he rubbed the back of his head, chuckling before turning around and shrugging a little. \"I could, I guess. I mean it'd take a while for you to learn, but if you want to then sure.\" When the word blob was used again the Saiyan cringed, looking back at Shu with a strained smile. \"And it's not a blob... Just call it Goku, okay? It's Goku.\" Huffing softly he crammed the paper and his hands into his pockets, starting to walk towards the gates out of town. \"Come on, I'm getting hungry! We'd better hurry on back so we can get dinner!\"\n\n\"Concerned or not, she has duties to see to and can't be bothered to gawk at you.\" Eslaria stated bluntly. From the corner of her eye the Queen saw T'charrl slump once his friends were gone, feeling upset for her son's mood. Offering a reassurance in the form of a small pat she got the idea to have him do something to take his mind off of things. Training was always a good preoccupation, and getting to be active seemed to be what he wanted anyways. Upon suggesting it perhaps that wasn't the best route as T'charrl didn't seem overly confident in the idea.\n\n\"Soldiers fight whether they're sore, hungry, cold or tired,\" Garesh replied, smiling at his son. \"I'm not going to beat you around, and if you get too tried to continue just say so. Since you want to be a warrior so badly though then it's high time you're treated like one.\" Chuckling to himself the General leaned over and without cause snatched T'charrl up, drooping him over his shoulder. \"We'll be back for supper dear, just heading out for a bit.\" After a brief show of affection that probably had the Prince squirming both he and his father were making their way out of the palace. In Garesh's hand was his son's crutch, not soon to forget the boy needed it, and beside that his sword. \"Depending on how well you feel we could fight hand to hand, or use wooden swords. Why don't you decide young man?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu nodded pretty enthusiastically, \"I wanna learn!\" He hadn't seen such technique before in communication and knew it was going to be something he'd find fun considering how it was done and seeing that its communication worth was definitely something he could take advantage in. If he could draw what he meant instead of trying to describe them, he'd have a big advantage when it came to finding others. It would give him a hobby, at least, \"I really want to, I really do\", he nodded, tilting his head when he told him what he should be calling it, \"Ooohhh…okay, I want to be able to do that Goku…\" Looking to Takeshi, he hurried on after him quite happily, giving him a smile, \"I am hungry…yeah! We gonna find lots of goodies again?? We'll need much more with your friends there too…unless they were getting food…I dunno what's going on over there…\"\n\nT'charrl wasn't too confident about this training session, he thought he'd get a break to recover and be able to find the rest he probably needed. He would be a lot better tomorrow, he knew he just needed a little more food and rest without overdoing it but now he was going to end up pushing it. He kind of had a thought that maybe this was because he had told them about his powers, but hopefully that wasn't the case considering that would mean trying to prove them wrong about him abusing them too. Looking to his mother to try and find some form of sympathy for what he was going to have to go through, instead his father picked him up and flung him over his shoulder. His wings flapping away in desperation at first, he let out a groan and settled down when he realised there was no escape, watching as his mother soon moved further away as he was taken away from her. He didn't know what to make of this but he had no way to resist being taken away, just watching everything disappear before his father spoke up, \"Geez…uhhh, maybe the swords? It's hard to decide when I know you'll beat me if we sparred today, I really want to practice with swords, though…out of the two…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi had meant to call his drawing Goku, not a blob. Hearing Shu get it mixed up the older boy smacked his own forehead, shaking his head. "No no... The thing I did is called drawing, I wanted you to... Oh never mind." Drawing was going to have to wait until at least after dinner, and that was provided they had anything to do it with. He supposed worst case scenario they could get some sticks and draw in the dirt outside. Ascending the stairs right out of the city Takeshi glanced back once more when his brother brought up food. Point made, he hadn't even considered how they might feed everyone that was there now. "We should probably go hunting then, yeah? And I doubt they'll be getting food, since they don't have money or anything to use. So we should see what we can find." A few dozen or so of the critters they had captured before ought to be enough to get everyone sated for the night. It may even be worth going back to the ship, they hadn't in a while and there might be something on it for them to eat. "Let's find the biggest animals we can, okay? Then we can let Yumi cook it again." "Oh come on now, is that any way for a warrior to talk? "I know you'll beat me," that's something you should never say." Garesh smiled as he made way towards the central tree, taking back roads to avoid curious onlookers who might follow and watch in on them. "T'charrl, if you knew some of the conditions we've fought in you wouldn't be so glum about this my boy. Trust me, you're fine to fight whether you believe it yourself or not. Your mother says otherwise though, so this is all we can do for now." Not too long after the familiar gardens came into view, the massive subterranean tree looming overhead. There were a few workers maintaining the plants here and a small group of people gathered along the benches, but otherwise the garden was empty. "Here we are, a nice quiet place for us to train." Setting T'charrl down on his feet carefully the General handed him his crutch, making sure he was steady before backing off. Holding up a claw for his son to wait he hurried behind a pillar, grabbing a barrel and dragging it out from behind where it had sat. Prying the lid off carefully Garesh reached into it, pulling out two wooden practice swords that he and T'charrl used to use. They were well worn but still sturdy enough to strike, and that was all they needed. "Since you're not that mobile you'll probably be defending more," the General explained, holding one fo the swords hilt-out in offering to the Prince. "Unless you feel you can stand without the crutch. And remember, don't push yourself too hard. Your mother will kill me if you come back hurt."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi figured something sizable had to be out here. With forests as big as these and that many animals running around it only made sense. Granted, their first hunting trip hadn't show much more than things the size of a dog, but they'd hardly explored that much area by then. Focusing more on his food than his future as a second-rate art tutor the Saiyan nodded in agreement with his brother. \"Sounds good to me. We're a pretty good ways from the city already, so we just have to get away from here then...\" Humming in thought Takeshi turned around a bit and glanced around the area. If they went straight they went back towards the city, so by that logic they had to go right or left. Since they'd take a right to get to the city as well the only option that was left was... Left. \"Come on, this way!\" he declared, pointing in the direction before marching off. \"We'll bring something back so huge we'll have leftovers for tomorrow! Probably not as big as that sea monster, but still big!\"\n\n\"It wasn't easy, believe me,\" Garesh laughed, giving the back of his head a rub. \"She was ready to bite my head off when I first suggested it. But I figure if you do nothing while healing you'll fall out of pace, so best to keep you training.\" Even the best of soldiers could get rusty if they neglected training for too long. Plenty of good fighters had become as reliable as trainees in time of peace, he'd seen it happen dozens of times. While this new proposed government by his wife probably wouldn't require combat prowess it certainly couldn't hurt, certainly not too when there was bound to be opposition. Once he had fetched their training weapons Garesh tossed T'charrl his, carefully undoing the harness that held his real sword before setting it against the tree. Holding the sword in just one hand the General smiled, resting the sword on his shoulder. \"Try whatever you're comfortable with,\" Garesh replied, pausing and laughing as he mused about his wife getting angry. \"She loves you, she won't kill you. I'm perfectly liable to get smacked around though. Now come on, let's get this underway.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was fair happy to be out and about, but he had no idea how he was supposed to take the fact that they had to go hunting again before they actually found food. He wouldn't had minded if someone else had gone out to hunt like what happened in his tribe, he was just feeling a little worn down after not getting enough sleep and getting to see his friends. If they could find something that was reasonable for them all then that would be great, it would be definitely help him a lot. Looking up at Takeshi, he nodded and quickly followed on after him, looking back to the city's hole in the ground before looking up to Takeshi. From the sound of it, Takeshi had the same idea to find something big instead of searching for everything that was little that they had found previously, \"Really?? Ooohh, what if the people get mad if we leave a dead thing lying around…? Where will we put it? Will we put it in the ship? Is the ship okay? Maybe it's lonely out there…\"\n\nT'charrl gave his father a nervous smile at his words, not entirely sure what he should make of it to begin with. He didn't know whether he should agree with his father or take in his mother's concerns, especially when it was him who was going to be subjected to the torture that was training while injured and weak. Managing to grab the sword as it was tossed to him, he leaned on his crutch as he got ready to train. It was pretty odd having to train under these conditions, but what was probably the most awkward part of needing to train was knowing that his father knew what he was truly capable of. He didn't want to use his abilities on his father, he wanted to go through the usual route of using his own physical prowess to show he was fully capable. Raising his sword, he pushed himself forward and tried to attack his father, his crutch pressing into the ground to try and balance himself, \"Uhhh…father? I've gotta ask…umm, a-are you like mother when it comes to…you know, knowing what I can do…? You know, how I can do certain things…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi really wouldn't have minded if they knew just what to look for to eat on this planet. In hindsight he yet again should have asked, the Queen or one of the others could have likely given them some idea. Their first hunting trip hadn't gone too poorly though, they'd brought in a decent haul and their meal had been tasty enough, just now they had more mouths and that wouldn't quite cut it. Having a plan completely bank on finding one thing big enough to feed them wasn't exactly that reliable either. Making no effort to hide his discouragement with a groan Takeshi turned back to his brother, curious what he had to say. \"So what should we do, not kill something?\" he asked, \"Either we hunt or we just find fruit again. Really at this point I could eat my boot, so I don't care.\" As if on cue his stomach rumbled, getting another groan from the Saiyan as he placed his hands on his belly. \"Or... We can go ahead and go back home. What about that rock you had? We could pawn that off I guess?\"\n\n\"Just come at me as you can and we'll go from there,\" Garesh repeated, smiling as his son began to advance. He knew fully well of course that T'charrl was not in full health, but if he was so keen on being a warrior he'd best get used to fighting tired. Raising an arm to block an incoming strike the General's interest rose when his son brought up his power. \"Like mother? What do you mean, that you should hide it?\" he asked, parrying another swing easily enough. \"I think it's unique and, if you can talk to the planet and the dead, should be shared. There's a lot we can learn from it. Your mother is right though, its not going to be that way with everyone. You'll have people who will fear you, and that's the reason she's asking you to hide it. To keep you safe from them.\" So long as there were people who did not understand his son there would be fear. It was only normal, unfortunately. \"Do you wish to show me what you can do?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu knew he would eventually need to learn more about planets before he went off on searches like this, he might end up killing an animal that was actually considered special or very rare, making people angry in the process. He wasn't sure what was considered rare and what was common and easy to get, but the guessing game was definitely all they could do here until they actually found out more about the planet. He didn't feel too fussed about meat, he preferred fruit while it was just the others who didn't. Yawning a little as he headed on after Takeshi, he looked up to him curiously, \"Why would you eat a boot over fruit…? I don't have boots, so I don't want to eat them as bad as you do\", he spoke, shaking his head a little, \"I would never eat something that's been on my foot…\" Contemplating for a few moments, when Takeshi started talking again he looked up curiously tilting his head a little, \"Ooh? Home…? Ooh! Yeah! Pawn…? What's that? Maybe Yumi did that since she was stuck in the house…\"\n\nT'charrl was fair throwing a few hits in here and there, his crutch sometimes wiggling unevenly when he misplaced its stand. He was trying and wasn't letting his doubts and weakness stop him, but it was still awfully difficult and he couldn't throw in a decent enough shot. Throwing his fair few shots at his father, his mind concentrating more on balancing, he looked up at his father and frowned, coming to a halt for a moment. He had hid it for a long enough time and to have it known like this made him feel rather anxious and almost a little happier. Staring at his father as he spoke, he smiled a little before looking away, feeling a little conflicted. Despite his father thinking such a thing, he still couldn't see how anyone would want to know about such a thing. He had been told before by someone that he had to seek an answer like everyone else, but he didn't even know what that meant. Looking back to his father, he let out a sigh, shaking his head a little, \"I really don't know, I didn't even think I had energy to find their dead friend\", he spoke, raising his sword again, \"Besides, I've never used them on a living being before, even animals have been spared. I, umm, used the targets when nobody was around…and why some of them were burnt or badly ripped…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"It's a figure of speech, I wouldn't really eat a boot. Definitely not mine, my feet reek. And you could always eat one of your feet," Takeshi mused, grinning as he gave Shu's shoulder and gently push, "You could just replace it with your tail, you use it for everything else anyways." Talking about eating only further reinforced the notion that he was feeling hungry, as his stomach was so keen on reminding him constantly. When the notion of buying more food instead of hunting came up the older boy turned back towards the city, folding his hands behind his head as he and Shu started back. "Pawn means sell, kind of. And if she sold it already then that's fine, we can get food when we get home then." It would end up only being fruit then, which was good enough. Humming to himself a thought crossed his mind, making Takeshi grin impishly. Stalling in step the Saiyan spun around and grabbed his brother's sides, chuckling as he tried to lift him up onto his shoulders. "Come here you!" Garesh had a rather easy time keeping up with his son who was clearly hindered by his injuries. He didn't expect a genuine match out of this, and T'charrl was showing a bit of heart by at least trying. When conversation was struck up there was a pause in the duel, the General laying the sword over his shoulder again. "Whose dead friend...? I'm not following who you're talking about." It was fairly vague, and frankly he wasn't too certain he wanted to know what or who was being discussed. Opening his mouth to try and push a demonstration he quickly closed it when target practice was brought up. Burning and ripping weren't quite what Garesh had in mind for today, and on that note he'd back off. "On second thought... I'll just stay curious for now," the General chuckled, scratching at the side of his head sheepishly. "Still want to spar?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi really wouldn't have minded if they knew just what to look for to eat on this planet. In hindsight he yet again should have asked, the Queen or one of the others could have likely given them some idea. Their first hunting trip hadn't gone too poorly though, they'd brought in a decent haul and their meal had been tasty enough, just now they had more mouths and that wouldn't quite cut it. Having a plan completely bank on finding one thing big enough to feed them wasn't exactly that reliable either. Making no effort to hide his discouragement with a groan Takeshi turned back to his brother, curious what he had to say. \"So what should we do, not kill something?\" he asked, \"Either we hunt or we just find fruit again. Really at this point I could eat my boot, so I don't care.\" As if on cue his stomach rumbled, getting another groan from the Saiyan as he placed his hands on his belly. \"Or... We can go ahead and go back home. What about that rock you had? We could pawn that off I guess?\"\n\n\"Just come at me as you can and we'll go from there,\" Garesh repeated, smiling as his son began to advance. He knew fully well of course that T'charrl was not in full health, but if he was so keen on being a warrior he'd best get used to fighting tired. Raising an arm to block an incoming strike the General's interest rose when his son brought up his power. \"Like mother? What do you mean, that you should hide it?\" he asked, parrying another swing easily enough. \"I think it's unique and, if you can talk to the planet and the dead, should be shared. There's a lot we can learn from it. Your mother is right though, its not going to be that way with everyone. You'll have people who will fear you, and that's the reason she's asking you to hide it. To keep you safe from them.\" So long as there were people who did not understand his son there would be fear. It was only normal, unfortunately. \"Do you wish to show me what you can do?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu knew he would eventually need to learn more about planets before he went off on searches like this, he might end up killing an animal that was actually considered special or very rare, making people angry in the process. He wasn't sure what was considered rare and what was common and easy to get, but the guessing game was definitely all they could do here until they actually found out more about the planet. He didn't feel too fussed about meat, he preferred fruit while it was just the others who didn't. Yawning a little as he headed on after Takeshi, he looked up to him curiously, \"Why would you eat a boot over fruit…? I don't have boots, so I don't want to eat them as bad as you do\", he spoke, shaking his head a little, \"I would never eat something that's been on my foot…\" Contemplating for a few moments, when Takeshi started talking again he looked up curiously tilting his head a little, \"Ooh? Home…? Ooh! Yeah! Pawn…? What's that? Maybe Yumi did that since she was stuck in the house…\"\n\nT'charrl was fair throwing a few hits in here and there, his crutch sometimes wiggling unevenly when he misplaced its stand. He was trying and wasn't letting his doubts and weakness stop him, but it was still awfully difficult and he couldn't throw in a decent enough shot. Throwing his fair few shots at his father, his mind concentrating more on balancing, he looked up at his father and frowned, coming to a halt for a moment. He had hid it for a long enough time and to have it known like this made him feel rather anxious and almost a little happier. Staring at his father as he spoke, he smiled a little before looking away, feeling a little conflicted. Despite his father thinking such a thing, he still couldn't see how anyone would want to know about such a thing. He had been told before by someone that he had to seek an answer like everyone else, but he didn't even know what that meant. Looking back to his father, he let out a sigh, shaking his head a little, \"I really don't know, I didn't even think I had energy to find their dead friend\", he spoke, raising his sword again, \"Besides, I've never used them on a living being before, even animals have been spared. I, umm, used the targets when nobody was around…and why some of them were burnt or badly ripped…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"It's a figure of speech, I wouldn't really eat a boot. Definitely not mine, my feet reek. And you could always eat one of your feet,\" Takeshi mused, grinning as he gave Shu's shoulder and gently push, \"You could just replace it with your tail, you use it for everything else anyways.\" Talking about eating only further reinforced the notion that he was feeling hungry, as his stomach was so keen on reminding him constantly. When the notion of buying more food instead of hunting came up the older boy turned back towards the city, folding his hands behind his head as he and Shu started back. \"Pawn means sell, kind of. And if she sold it already then that's fine, we can get food when we get home then.\" It would end up only being fruit then, which was good enough. Humming to himself a thought crossed his mind, making Takeshi grin impishly. Stalling in step the Saiyan spun around and grabbed his brother's sides, chuckling as he tried to lift him up onto his shoulders. \"Come here you!\"\n\nGaresh had a rather easy time keeping up with his son who was clearly hindered by his injuries. He didn't expect a genuine match out of this, and T'charrl was showing a bit of heart by at least trying. When conversation was struck up there was a pause in the duel, the General laying the sword over his shoulder again. \"Whose dead friend...? I'm not following who you're talking about.\" It was fairly vague, and frankly he wasn't too certain he wanted to know what or who was being discussed. Opening his mouth to try and push a demonstration he quickly closed it when target practice was brought up. Burning and ripping weren't quite what Garesh had in mind for today, and on that note he'd back off. \"On second thought... I'll just stay curious for now,\" the General chuckled, scratching at the side of his head sheepishly. \"Still want to spar?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was barely understanding, he didn't get why anybody would want to talk about eating a boot. Tilting his head a little, he smiled at Takeshi to try and understand him better before he let out a squeak as he pushed a little, \"Eww nooo! I groom my tail, you probably don't groom at all!\" he smiled cheekily, holding his tail behind his back. Shu did hope that Yumi did get them some food, he'd love some that he didn't need to catch unless it involved catching fruit falling out of trees. He didn't think fruit was something he'd want to replace with meat, but meat was still pretty filling and wouldn't dump it just because there was fruit on the menu. Bouncing a little in his steps, he watched Takeshi carefully as he spoke, tilting his head as he tried to come to an understanding, \"Ooohhh…home, home…?\" he questioned, thinking it through. He didn't see the house as 'home', but then again he was sure enough struggling to see Earth as 'home'. He was just on a continuous adventure right now, he didn't see anywhere as a home. Thinking about it for a moment , he was suddenly pulled immediately out of that thought process as Takeshi whisked him off his feet, \"Aaahh! No! Noooo!\" he squealed, laughing away as he was placed upon Takeshi's shoulders, \"I was having many deep thoughts! I don't often think in the deep end…\"\n\nT'charrl didn't know how to respond to his father when he questioned his spirit pals, feeling that he shouldn't speak of them too much. He didn't want to betray anyone by talking about them too much, especially when the others couldn't see them. Looking away a little, he spun the sword around in his hand a little, frowning a little before he looked to his father again, \"Maybe we shouldn't talk about them…I mean, people are already freaked out when someone talks to themselves…\" Moving his sword up again into a ready position, he stared at his father before giving a quick nod, \"Yeah…yeah, I still want to spar. I'm not letting myself to get distracted, I swear\", he spoke quickly before immediately going into attack his father again, smiling a little, \"I swear I won't do that much now, I've got a feeling people are already a little bit suspicious about it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
A lot had happened yesterday, that was for sure. From meeting the other half of the Kaesstrian race to reuniting with some old friends life was pretty busy for a supposed "escape" from it all. It hadn't been pretty initially, there was some conflict between the groups members as was to be expected. After some initial venting though everyone was able to be civil with one another, enough so anyways that no one had to worry while they slept. Dinner the night of had been a little tense, but eventually conversation broke out and the atmosphere lightened up a little. Thanks to that rock they had been given, which turned out just to be a fancy gem, everyone had their fill and then some. After that and a fair bit of debate rooms were picked and everyone made their way to bed. Tomorrow would be the busiest day yet, so everyone was certain to get some rest. At the crack of dawn the group woke up, one by one filing into the kitchen for some leftover food as breakfast. Since there was little else to do really most of them would stay in the house today until matters were seen to. Shu and Takeshi however would be looking into the leads given to them by the Queen, as soon as they'd gotten some more food in their stomachs. Once their apetites were sated the brothers left the house once more, this time heading into the heart of the city in search of Katas. "So a big white building on the... West side of town..." Takeshi mumbled to himself. "Nice directions if it wasn't for the fact every building is white. How should we know what ones to look into?" They all looked the same, sans for their sizes. There were small and large structures, though neither seemed to be the right one. Given they still had to go a ways to get into the western section of the city, but he figured if it was large enough to stand out they could spot it from here. Clearly not being the case Takeshi zipped his trap and kept walking, also a little bothered at how much of that they had to do on this world. Every single Kaesstrian could fly, just because they didn't meant they shouldn't? It was silly, but a handful of annoyances was making him grumpy this morning, and now that they had to go play on a political roundabout he wasn't feeling too keen. "What was the guy's name again...? Oh crap... Kato?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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It seemed the cells were working for the most part, he was still weak in strength and stamina with his visions and memories taking over his previous enjoyment over eating. He didn't much want to be around the others, it was just annoying to be around anyone now. He wanted to remain outside for now, relaxing out in the sun with little worries when compared to the Saiyans.\n\nShu was a little nervous about all of this, he knew the dangers of going to this alien and knew they'd be killed if somebody knew they wanted him. Frowning a little as he moved along with his head down low, he nodded slightly when Takeshi spoke before looking up to him. There was definitely a few things that bothered Shu about all this, but hopefully things would go okay and Takeshi would know what to do; however, after hearing him stumble on his words a little Shu got a bit panicky, staring at Takeshi, \"You don't remember…? Oooh, maybe this was a bad idea, I don't want them getting killed because of that\", he frowned, shaking his head, \"M-Maybe we should find out our own way?? Do you even remember what she told us to say when we got to the building…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"No! I do remember who they are!\" Takeshi remarked defensively, frowning as he gave his head a scratch. \"It's on the tip of my tongue... Kat... Katcho? No... Aw crap...\" They were heading to the right part of the city, that much he knew. He even was sure of the building they needed, just not the name of the person. Stopping in his step he sighed as Shu showed a fair bit of concern over the matter, and for good reason too. \"I remember exactly what she told us; \"Your mother has a message for you,\" or... Something like that. We just need to find the right guy, head of security or whatever.\" Growling in frustration Takeshi razzled his own hair before starting to walk again, his hands in his pockets per usual. \"I'll remember it, I know it started with a 'K'. Have a little faith in me buddy, will you?\" Besides, Shu didn't know either by the sounds of it, so it wasn't his fault for forgetting it. Maybe writing down the name would have been a good idea in retrospect.\n\nKabocha was still in the kitchen despite breakfast having ended already, busy at washing dishes. How degrading, he never had to do this before and yet now he was stuck at the sink, with Yumi no less. The twins had helped cook so everyone argued that it was only fair he pitch in too. Cleaning the yard would have been nice, but instead he was put into this pseudo-prison sentence. Sighing as he set another plate in the strainer the Saiyan glanced over at Yumi, curious as she hadn't said a single word the entire time. Of course as soon as he glanced over so did she, getting an awkward stare and then a glare that made him shirk away. \"What...?\" Kabocha mumbled, taking another plate and beginning to scrub it. \"What am I getting that look for?\"\n\n\"Because you're a jerk?\" Yumi replied, hardly trying to edit what she had on her mind. Getting a confused look the Beastman rolled her eyes, setting down her plate and looking at it contemplatingly, brow pulling together. \"It's not even what you did. You run your mouth and butt heads with everyone here, and it's annoying. Plus we're going out of our way to help your family and we've not gotten so much of a thank you. The twins said it, are you just waiting to?\"\n\n\"I never asked you to save my folks, for starters. So I have to thank you because Takeshi offered to do something for us? And it's not my fault you all are so... Crap, I don't even know what to call it.\" Kabocha set his plate in the strainer and dried off his hands, ignoring the glaring that he was getting from Yumi again. \"And where is this coming from anyways? I haven't said a single thing all this time and now you're tearing into me? How about you back off and try giving us some space for a change?\"\n\n\"Oh right, let me give more freedom to the three guys who could just stab us in the back!\" Yumi shouted back, dropping her plate in the sink and throwing her damp towel at Kabocha's head. \"You're our guest, so how about not acting like such a jerk? During breakfast you and Vegeta nearly got into it, and I saw you giving Viral looks too. Just... Just piss off somewhere will you? We have enough to worry about without some spoiled brat with a behavior problem causing fights!\" Throwing her hands up in the air Yumi turned and stormed out, leaving an angry and fairly confused Kabocha stranded in the kitchen.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't know what they would do if Takeshi couldn't remember the name, it was probably the worst thing to happen right now when they were so close to knowing more. They were suddenly very far away from knowing more, probably no further than where they were yesterday. Letting out a sigh and lowering his head, he too tried to remember what their name was and what they had to say to get him to respond. It was pretty hard when he was stressed out, like he wanted to run away and up a tree to escape his troubles. Maybe they should had asked someone to repeat it before they left, just to refresh their memories, \"What do we do…? It's hard having faith when all you hear is bad news and I don't want the guy to die just because we're curious…a-and what if we ask it wrong?? What happens then? Do we never find out? How do we find someone we don't know about?\"\n\nThe twins had just been relaxing in the living area while Yumi and Kabocha cleaned up, having done their share for now until they were bribed with guilt into doing something else. It was fairly exhausting when they had been running on fumes last night, but this morning was a lot easier and everything was prepared without a thing burned. Sitting in silence with nerves running through both the boys, the moment voices could be heard from the kitchen Choi perked up a little. Kai continued to ignore it, he didn't want any part in whatever was discussed when it was just Yumi and Kabocha in there. It was hard enough when Vegeta was still lingering, but thankfully Viral was outside so they didn't have to worry about him right now.\n\nWith the voices getting a little louder, Kai eventually turned to look but just let out a sigh, looking away again and tried to encourage Choi to as well. With the sound of Yumi becoming fairly angry and eventually shouting right back at him, Choi immediately looked away until Yumi had left in a rage, not wanting to even look at her until she had her back turned to them. Grinning a little at his brother, Choi eventually stood up and crept over to the kitchen, peering in at Kabocha, \"…You really have trouble with women, don't you?\" he commented, shaking his head, \"When will you learn to just not talk to them? Let them talk to you! Unless they think you don't like women, then dang…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
For the life of him Takeshi couldn't remember this guy's name, dig as he might. They knew the position he was in, where to find him for the most part, but that one fact eluded both boys. Of all the times too, just when they were likely approaching the building. Trying to build confidence regardless that was put on an abrupt halt as Shu spoke up again, his own concerns mirroring his brother's. "He won't die, we'll be careful. Besides, we remember what to say to him, kind of." Takeshi replied, groaning as he smacked his forehead. "Look, it'll work out somehow. And we know where to find him, so let's focus on that, yeah? We were told the largest building in the western section of the city. Well, we've gone west, so we've got to be close." It would be so much simpler if he could just fly, but to spare the denizens from a little fright they were bound to walking for the time being. What's more they couldn't ask for directions, lest someone become curious as to why off-worlders were seeking out the head of a security department. By some miracle it looked like their worries were being washed away. As the brothers walked on they would see the buildings begin to reduce in size, looking more like houses and small shops. Compared to the apartment blocs they were used to this was a promising sign, and so was the angled building looming ahead over the smaller structures. It was like half of a trapezoid, the sides completely made of panes of glass that reflected the outside, the rest of the building the same stone-washed white. As they moved down along the main street Takeshi made note of a large red symbol on the front, assuming that had to be important somehow. Even if it wasn't the right building it was a good start, maybe they could ask for directions. "Hey... Look over there..." the older boy whispered, nudging Shu and pointing to the building. "Think that might be it? It's definitely the biggest one here, and that glass makes me think they're not wanting people to see what's going on inside." Kabocha really had no clue what made Yumi go off on him, though he could guess it was in part due to her disdain of him and the twins. Not his fault, he thought grumpily while washing the last dish, they were just following orders. Sure it sucked what happened to her, but it would have sucked too for their parents to be killed. She was alive, and now with her friends again, so what did she have to be so pissed about? Just as he was setting the last dish away he heard the twins come into the room, spinning to greet them with a grateful smile that quickly faded as Choi spoke. "Oh sod off, I like girls and you know it!" Kabocha retorted sharply, getting red in the face as he tossed his own rag aside and stormed over to the twins. "Besides, she's crazy I swear, not my fault we argued." Narrowing his eyes slightly he prodded Choi in the chest, smirking mischeviously. "If you think you've got such a way with women then you go talk to her, I dare you."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu looked up to the roof, trying to see if he could even see anything peeking over the edge, \"But…these people can fly, right?\" he questioned him, looking to him curiously, \"Don't you think there would be someone up there…?\" It was all fairly dodgy, he couldn't really see himself as being someone who would sneak in somewhere like this. He had to trust Takeshi, but he was still fairly nervous and definitely didn't want anyone to die. Taking in a deep breath, he squeaked a little and looked to Takeshi's hand, hesitating a moment before taking hold of it, \"Okay…okay, I'll keep quiet when you do this, okay…?\" he spoke, staring up at him a little nervously, \"I trust you, I hope this all goes well…\"\n\nChoi had no idea whether he was going to be successful or not, it was hard to tell when it was Yumi and she had obviously displayed that she was pretty hot tempered. Frowning for a moment as she spoke, he kept his distance as he tried to keep his eyes fixated on her to not show defiance or trickery. He wasn't tricking her, he was being honest and showing Kabocha how to please the girl so maybe he might actually be able to find someone instead of everyone thinking he wasn't interested in them. Quickly lowering his hands again when things were gradually getting better, Choi shrugged a little before letting out a sigh, grabbing hold of his tail and swirled it around in his fingers, \"His father would still come after him if he went back to Earth, I don't think it's us who are holding him up from going home\", he frowned, looking away, \"But…no problem! I mean, Kabocha's just an idiot, but he means well sometimes. He's just a bit selfish, sometimes. But…I gotta say, you saved me and my brother too without knowing it. We wouldn't had been changed, they would had gone through some intense brain exploration with us to try and find out how we connect with each other. I don't know how to thank you properly or how to ever repay you\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi knew they were basically giving themselves to the mercy of chance, but what other option did they have? Maybe they themselves had no clock to do this on, but the longer they took the more danger his squad's parents would find themselves in. Plus if this war on Kaesstra really went into high gear then lives would be lost, and that was plaguing his mind as well. \"You and I both Shu,\" he mumbled, taking his brother's hand and walking right up to the main doors. Already they were getting looks from the two guards, making this already uneasy venture about ten times worse. On reflex Takeshi eased his sibling to be behind him just a bit, looking up at the larger Kaesstrians when they were motioned to stop. They were big, burly brutes of men, a fair bit more muscled than their usual counterparts. Definitely security, no doubt. \"Uh... Hi. We're here to talk to... Uh...\" Oh crap, he still didn't know their name.\n\n\"You're the kids the military's got running around, huh?\" one of the guards asked. These two were odd ones, playing lap dog to the general. Why anyone would want to become involved with their war was beyond him. Looking at his partner curiously for a second the guard sighed, adjusting the holster on his hip and scrutinizing the two brothers. \"Who are you here to see? This isn't a tourist site, it's private property.\"\n\n\"We know, but we were asked to come here...\" Takeshi lied, cringing more than he'd have liked to when glared at. \"The uh... General asked us to come speak to the man in charge here. He needs to talk to him, so we're coming to tell him that.\" Definitely not the best lie in the world and easily found out, maybe they should just turn tail now.\nThe guards kept silent for a moment, looking between the brothers before one disappeared inside for a moment. The one left outside placed himself in front of both doors, a hand resting on his holster. \"He's going to check if Mr. Katas has any appointments today, so he'll be right back. You kids just wait right there, got it?\" They then fell into an awkward silence, no one really having much to say while they waited on the other man to return. After what seemed like an hour the second guard came out and whispered something to his cohort before looking at the boys.\n\n\"Mr. Katas doesn't have you in his books, but he's been wanting to meet you. Go on in, take the elevator up to the third floor and he's in the room at the end of the hall.\"\n\"Right... Thanks sir!\" Takeshi said, hastily bowing as the guards moved out of the way. With a nervous smile he pulled Shu along with him, stepping through the parting doors into the belly of the building. They were immediately greeted by a woman at a counter, recognized and ushered along to the elevators off to the side of the room. Wasting no time the Saiyan brought himself and his brother to the lift, stepping inside once the doors opened and seeming to stop breathing until they closed again. \"Holy crap... I thought we were screwed for a second...\"\n\n\"An idiot that means well? Hardly the first time I've ever met one of those...\" Yumi mumbled, smiling slightly. Brushing a bit of hair back from her eyes she sighed, looking at Choi for a moment before walking over to the same tree, leaning up against it and folding her arms over her chest. Being told that she had saved the twins was a bit confusing, she really didn't see how. \"I did that?\" she asked, giving Choi a funny look before shaking her head. \"I didn't do anything to help you, you shouldn't be thanking me. Between us though I'm willing to let bygones be bygones for now, we've got enough to deal with. Plus you're really not that bad of a guy compared to the others.\" Giving the Saiyan a thoughtful look Yumi's lips curled into a smirk when she spotted Kabocha peeking through the blinds of the kitchen window, pushing away from the tree and walking over to Choi. \"Besides...\" she said softly, stopping in front of the boy and poking his chest. \"You're kind of cute.\" It was a bold faced lie, but she'd sell it for all it was worth if only to mess with Kabocha.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu couldn't help but feel uneasy around the meeting, he didn't know whether he was going to do any well and it was greatly bothering him; however, he knew he had to keep quiet and knew he shouldn't be talking if the adults were. Keeping a hold of Takeshi's hand, he slowly looked up at the alien guards, frowning a little before he looked to Takeshi, hoping he was completely under control in the situation. He was sure he'd be able to get it, but when he started talking it was evident that he really had completely forgotten his name. Lowering his head quickly, he did go into wishing that things would be okay and the guards would guess who they needed to see; fortunately, that did appear to be the case as one went away and the other mentioned the guy's name.\n\nThe waiting part was probably the hardest part. He didn't know whether things had gone right or things had immediately gone wrong and everything was now completely compromised. Keeping quiet for the most part until the man finally came back, he perked up a little when they were told they were good to go. Looking up at Takeshi with hopeful eyes, he walked along with him and jumping slightly as the doors slid open, frowning a little at the sight of it. This technology was pretty scary, he didn't know what was going on or how it was happening. Following Takeshi on his toes, he felt a little confused when they suddenly stepped into a box room he looked around, looking to Takeshi eventually, \"Why are we in here…? What is this??\"\n\nChoi shrugged a little, raising his hands a little before hiding them behind his back. Things seemed to be going well, she had calmed down a fair bit and was now just talking to him like he was a normal person. Nodding his head a little, he frowned slightly when she denied his thanks and immediately gave her dismissal. It seemed they were off to a good start, at least she managed to dismiss their wrong-doings when they had no control over them. Smiling a little, he couldn't help but feel a little confused when she approached him before gasping silently when she touched him. Rubbing his chest a little, he smiled, feeling shy all over again, \"R-Really…?\" he questioned her before he cleared his throat, lowering his hand, \"Uhh, well…that's like saying my brother is cute too. I guess that's the awkward part of being twins...uhh, sorry. It's hard to separate from him when he's still a part of me, you know? I don't suppose humans have twins too, do they?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Once safely inside the confines of the elevator Takeshi breathed a bit easier, letting Shu's hand go and leaning back against the wall. "What...? This thing?" he asked, "It's an elevator. It takes you up or down in a building if you don't want to use the stairs, and it's safe, I promise." Knowing full well how his sibling did with tight spaces though the older boy slid his arm around his shoulder's, holding him close until the doors had opened up. Easing Shu out first he dropped his grip again, making a straight line towards the door they had been told to seek out, the one at the end of the hall. Plenty of others were to either side, some open showing offices with people busy at work at some strange looking stations. Pretty lax for a high-security technology place. The door they wanted had some red characters scrawled on the light wood, probably "Katas" in their language. It was hard to not feel smug right now, they'd found the place. "See?" Takeshi spoke up, looking over at Shu with a grin, "Told you I'd find it. Ready to say hello?" It kind of was cute, in a way, how quickly Choi was taken aback by the compliment. Insincere or not he had taken note of it and was quickly replying to it in kind. Yumi couldn't help but smile, finding it fairly amusing. "Well you two do look alike, I'll give you that much. But that's where the difference ends." Folding her hands behind her back she started walked past the Saiyan, brushing against his arm before spinning on her heels and looking at him playfully. "You're the nicer of the two I bet, and definitely more interesting. I'd say aside from looks you two are about as different as Shu and Takeshi really. On a change of subject though..." Yumi walked back to Choi, again lifting her hand as she booped the tip of his nose with a fingertip, glancing up at him with a smirk. "Is this all you came out here for? To apologize?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu couldn't help but feel uneasy around the meeting, he didn't know whether he was going to do any well and it was greatly bothering him; however, he knew he had to keep quiet and knew he shouldn't be talking if the adults were. Keeping a hold of Takeshi's hand, he slowly looked up at the alien guards, frowning a little before he looked to Takeshi, hoping he was completely under control in the situation. He was sure he'd be able to get it, but when he started talking it was evident that he really had completely forgotten his name. Lowering his head quickly, he did go into wishing that things would be okay and the guards would guess who they needed to see; fortunately, that did appear to be the case as one went away and the other mentioned the guy's name.\n\nThe waiting part was probably the hardest part. He didn't know whether things had gone right or things had immediately gone wrong and everything was now completely compromised. Keeping quiet for the most part until the man finally came back, he perked up a little when they were told they were good to go. Looking up at Takeshi with hopeful eyes, he walked along with him and jumping slightly as the doors slid open, frowning a little at the sight of it. This technology was pretty scary, he didn't know what was going on or how it was happening. Following Takeshi on his toes, he felt a little confused when they suddenly stepped into a box room he looked around, looking to Takeshi eventually, \"Why are we in here…? What is this??\"\n\nChoi shrugged a little, raising his hands a little before hiding them behind his back. Things seemed to be going well, she had calmed down a fair bit and was now just talking to him like he was a normal person. Nodding his head a little, he frowned slightly when she denied his thanks and immediately gave her dismissal. It seemed they were off to a good start, at least she managed to dismiss their wrong-doings when they had no control over them. Smiling a little, he couldn't help but feel a little confused when she approached him before gasping silently when she touched him. Rubbing his chest a little, he smiled, feeling shy all over again, \"R-Really…?\" he questioned her before he cleared his throat, lowering his hand, \"Uhh, well…that's like saying my brother is cute too. I guess that's the awkward part of being twins...uhh, sorry. It's hard to separate from him when he's still a part of me, you know? I don't suppose humans have twins too, do they?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Once safely inside the confines of the elevator Takeshi breathed a bit easier, letting Shu's hand go and leaning back against the wall. \"What...? This thing?\" he asked, \"It's an elevator. It takes you up or down in a building if you don't want to use the stairs, and it's safe, I promise.\" Knowing full well how his sibling did with tight spaces though the older boy slid his arm around his shoulder's, holding him close until the doors had opened up. Easing Shu out first he dropped his grip again, making a straight line towards the door they had been told to seek out, the one at the end of the hall. Plenty of others were to either side, some open showing offices with people busy at work at some strange looking stations. Pretty lax for a high-security technology place. The door they wanted had some red characters scrawled on the light wood, probably \"Katas\" in their language. It was hard to not feel smug right now, they'd found the place. \"See?\" Takeshi spoke up, looking over at Shu with a grin, \"Told you I'd find it. Ready to say hello?\"\n\nIt kind of was cute, in a way, how quickly Choi was taken aback by the compliment. Insincere or not he had taken note of it and was quickly replying to it in kind. Yumi couldn't help but smile, finding it fairly amusing. \"Well you two do look alike, I'll give you that much. But that's where the difference ends.\" Folding her hands behind her back she started walked past the Saiyan, brushing against his arm before spinning on her heels and looking at him playfully. \"You're the nicer of the two I bet, and definitely more interesting. I'd say aside from looks you two are about as different as Shu and Takeshi really. On a change of subject though...\" Yumi walked back to Choi, again lifting her hand as she booped the tip of his nose with a fingertip, glancing up at him with a smirk. \"Is this all you came out here for? To apologize?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't like it at all, it was an enclosed room and scary beyond anything he had seen lately. Rubbing his hands together nervously when Takeshi let him go, he looked around before squeaking when the doors closed. He didn't know what to do, he felt immediately felt lost and panicky. Pulling into his own little bubble, he squeaked when Takeshi held onto him, turning to look at him curiously. He didn't completely know what Takeshi was doing, he could only guess that he was trying to stop him from panicking. Even when the doors had opened, Shu was pretty still and unable to move until Takeshi shifted him out and let go, his eyes immediately looking up at Takeshi as if nothing happened, \"What do we do now…?\" He had no idea how to find this man, the place looked fairly large still and somewhat busy. Looking around curiously, he gasped a little when Takeshi suddenly spoke up, his eyes looking up to him immediately, \"Ooohhh, you think so?\" he questioned him curiously, \"O-Okay, if you are ready then I am ready…\"\n\nChoi had no idea what he was supposed to be doing now, he was supposed to be showing Kabocha how to talk to girls and that he could do it, but it seemed as if Yumi was actually taking a liking to him despite everything he had done. Feeling a little more comfortable already, he smiled a little and looked away, \"Ohhh well, uhh, you know…he's just a little depressed because of father\", he spoke, rubbing the back of his head, \"Maybe we are pretty different…\" Feeling a little lost for words, he looked up when she pressed his nose, suddenly feeling confused and all sorts of embarrassed when she did, \"Uhhh, y-yes…I mean, I just wanted to make sure you were okay and not upset is all. You are letting us stay and I just thought…that…uhh, why? Was there anything else you were wanting…? Are you okay with everything? There was nothing wrong with breakfast, was there…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Come on Shu, how bad can these people really be?" Takeshi asked, smiling reassuringly. "Besides, those guards said we had the right place, so why should we worry?" His brother was getting concerned all over nothing, he was sure of it. Knocking on the door the Saiyan waited for a moment, frowning slightly as no reply came. Giving his brother a curious look he knocked again to the same end, sighing to himself. Figuring to hell with it he grabbed the handle and pushed the door open, poking his head inside curiously. There was most certainly a man inside, or it seemed to be anyways as a large chair was turned with its back to them. "Er... Hello? Mr. Katas?" No reply yet again, this was getting annoying. Sighing to himself Takeshi walked into the room, going directly to the desk and slamming a hand down on it, blinking in surprise as there was a startled "Unh!" and the chair jostled. After a second it spun around, revealing a light toned Kaesstrian dressed in a purple suit jacket, a green undershirt and scarf showing around the neck. "Uh... Are you Mr. Katas?" The Kaesstrian spun about to see who had come into his office, confused as to why someone had been allowed up during his nap. Giving the strange boy before him a glance for a moment he let out an odd, chittering-yawn sound as he stretched, nodding his head. "Yes, that's correct. And you'd also be correct in assuming you've ruined my afternoon nap." Katas mumbled, finally settling his hands on the table and looking back at the boys. For a brief moment he still looked confused before a wave of recognition washed over his face, lighting up and standing up from his chair abruptly. "Wait a moment, you two are the off worlders! Oh I've been simply dying to meet you two! Oh how delightful!" "Uh... Yeah, we're from off world..." Takeshi replied, staring cluelessly at Katas. So this was supposed to be the Queen's ace in the hole, huh? "We're here to ask you a few questions, if you don't- Hey!" The Saiyan was put off a little as the Kaesstrian near jumped over the table, upon landing enveloping the older boy in a hug. Finally getting released Takeshi was left dumbstruck, watching as the man did the same to Shu in turn. This guy was nuts, or just plain weird, he didn't know which. "Sir...? Um... Could we please talk? It's rather important." Katas released Shu soon enough, laughing lightheartedly. He was delighted to see what the commotion was over, and it appeared that it was Saiyans no less. Odd, he'd heard their numbers were greater than this, so perhaps these two were emissaries of sorts? Spinning around and near hitting Shu with his coattails as he did so the queer alien smiled at Takeshi, nodding his head and clasping his hands together. "Of course my boy, of course. Pardon my enthusiasm, there's just been such a buzz about you lately!" "Everything was fine, don't worry about it. And I don't want anything from you, or your brother or Kabocha. I just want to be done with this and get back home, that's all. I miss everyone there, even our old pervert of a teacher." Choi probably had no idea about who Roshi was, assuming Takeshi had never brought the old hermit up. Maybe some time if they met again she'd tell him about it, as he was genuinely seeming less and less of a jerk as she spoke to him. Yumi smiled again as she folded her hands behind her back, reeling back on one heel while swinging her other leg idly. "But I'm okay now, and there's really no reason for us to keep butting heads if we're on the same side, right?" Extending a hand to the Saiyan she cocked her head to the side, trying to offer over a truce. Kabocha couldn't believe it, how was that jerk near flirting with Yumi? "Oh that is a load of crap...!" he mumbled, pushing away from the window. Embarrassed he'd been shown up he stormed to the back door, nearly kicking it open as he pointed a finger accusingly at the twin once outside. "Okay, you win doofus, cut it out before you end up kissing her or something!" Kabocha shouted, red in the face. In a fit he neglected to account for a shoe flying his way, getting knocked right between the eyes and yelping as he clutched his forehead, squatting down and shooting Yumi an accusatory glance. "What?!" There was an innate desire to yell at Kabocha for ruining a perfectly good moment, but something else took hold of Yumi. Seeing the Saiyan like that made her giggle breathedly before bursting into laughter, holding her sides as she did so. "Some Saiyan, beaten by a shoe!" she roared, pointing a finger at Kabocha with a wide smile. "And now I've got someone other than Takeshi to hit, so thanks for that!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"No playing...? Well, okay then... Maybe later.\" Rare was it that Shu turned town playing games, and even more so was he rarely not excited about fruit. Feeling a bit concerned Takeshi glanced back at his brother, noting the decidedly distracted look on his face. Was he stressing about this situation too? If not eating or playing then what else could they do to keep themselves busy? Pondering that as they walked along the pair was drawing nearer and nearer to the city center. Noise picked up as crowds of natives were going about their daily routines, and Takeshi made it a point to stay right at Shu's side as not to get separated in the throngs of people. \"I might have an idea Shu!\" he spoke up, halting in his step and spinning about to face Shu. \"If you just want to find something else to do... What if we try flying again? We'll probably be hungry after some practice, and then we can go get some food? Does that sound any better?\"\n\n\"Of course my father kept notes,\" Vegeta replied almost indignantly, \"Any self respecting scientist would. The only problem is some of them are ruined, while others... I just don't fully understand. As I said, I'm a scientist but I'm nowhere near as brilliant as he was. I'm only beginning to understand what really makes Viral tick after all these years.\" As for the hands he really didn't have an explanation for those, offering only a shrug in reply. There had to be some purpose to it he supposed, either that or it was just an unexpected development. Smirking at the comment about Saiyans Vegeta chuckled a bit, shaking his head. \"We don't like to do things according to the status quo, and while most of us are weak we're stubborn and don't roll over. I guess you could say Earthlings are hardy people.\" It was why he loved the planet as much as he did, its people were strong in their own right. \"As for what you'll do when you're free... Don't worry about it too much. You'll find you're going to have a lot of free time on your hands, and plenty of opportunity to make that decision. No reason to start worrying over it now.\"\n\nYumi grinned ecstatically as her little tackle worked this time, smirking as she now had Choi down beneath her. With a triumphant look she sat across his stomach, folding her arms contentedly. \"I don't have any siblings unfortunately, so I don't know what that's like,\" she replied, cocking her head to the side, \"But for being on your own that wasn't too bad. Plus that pretty much just devolved into a game of tag, so it was hardly a bad situation.\" Glad to have at least done a little something with herself the Beastman got up off of Choi, offering to help him up with an extended hand. \"Thanks for that, it was fun. Though I'm guessing you've never really fought someone like me before?\" Yumi asked, giggling as she helped the boy to his feet. \"You just looked a little clueless trying to deal with me is all.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu gave a little nod before he went completely quiet, not sounding like he was wanting to speak an awful lot and just wanted to go on with everything. He was still too scared from it all, he didn't know what was going to happen in the future and he was just having his decisions doubted all the time and whether they would actually be good ones in the end after it had all happened. Frowning a little, he let out a sigh as he watched his feet walk along the path back to the city, the solid ground still not feeling the best against his skin as he pondered it only for Takeshi to make a sudden exclamation and halt immediately, spinning around to face him. Staring up at him with a little concern, he pressed his fingers together as he listened to what he had to say. He didn't really know what to make of that, he did want to fly around again but he was completely out of practice even when he was on Earth. Lowering his head again as he pondered it, he kept quiet for a few seconds before letting out a sigh, \"O-Okay, I can try…but I might screw up again…\"\n\nIt was a little odd that the notes would be partially ruined, Kai didn't think much would had happened inside an inventor's lab but apparently things could happen and this was definitely one of the problems Vegeta was going to have to face if he was to look after that creature. It was pretty odd, it sounded like someone had something to hide or the notes were not very well kept, \"So you're the caretaker, huh? Is that why you came all the way out here?\" he questioned him, just trying to find out what his purpose in this war was out of curiosity. Turning in his seat again, he looked up to Vegeta, shrugging a little at the Earthling comment, scratching at his side as he continued to speak, \"I feel as if a lot of people are going to have this problem when things are all over, there's going to be chaos. There are many planets under the King's rule and without a ruler there may be complete anarchy because these people don't know how to deal with freedom. I think that's what I'm probably going to worry about the most…hmm…I dunno, maybe I'll hop on to Earth with Choi since I can at least understand the language spoken there…might help a little bit\".\n\nChoi felt a little winded, his stomach not really handling her weight all too well before he managed to let out a sigh in response when she finally got off him. Giving his stomach a rub as he let out a sigh, he stared up at her as he made a grab for her hand, slowly hoisting himself up, \"…Usually when I train, it's pretty serious so it's hard to get into the more mellowed out mood for this kind of training\", he replied, patting himself down, \"I guess you could say that's more the problem. Even when I train with Kai it's fairly serious, we're barely allowed to slack. Man…I gotta work out how to slack some more, it's just so weird! Like learning how to read…ehh, well, it was still fun! I enjoyed trying to cope with that, it's interesting…maybe I could try and do that sometime. All the serious training really did make you lose sleep sometimes…especially when you had to get up really early. I wonder if Kai would ever want to train like that…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Come on Shu... Smile, this isn't like you to be so bummed out." He was very rarely if ever like this, as at the moment he appeared to simply not even want to be here. That reflected on Takeshi's concerns that perhaps he was indeed driving his brother to hard, and hence blaming himself. Frowning in displeasure the older boy looked away for a moment, juggling what to say in hopes of getting his brother back in his usual cheerful disposition. "I know you'll do fine, it's like riding a bike, you know? You never forget." Takeshi reassured, smiling as he got back into the swing of it a little. "But... Before we do anything I have to ask you something... And promise me you'll not edit anything out, okay?" He wasn't entirely sure if this was a good idea or not, but maybe it would help things out a little. Leaning over slightly to come eye to eye with his sibling Takeshi put a hand on his shoulder, giving a gentle smile. "Tell me exactly what's on your mind, please? Let me know what's bothering you. Are you just worried about people getting hurt?" Vegeta almost snapped at Kai for labelling him as Viral's 'caretaker'. It just sounded so off, especially considering their relationship. They were more of friends if anything, and he just so happened to take care of the Beastman now and again. "If everything is safe enough then I don't see why you guys couldn't come to Earth with us," Vegeta replied, shrugging his shoulders. "There used to be more of us, Saiyans that is, on Earth than there are now, so I don't imagine it'll do any harm. Plus more people to protect the planet the better. Just bear in mind that you and your brother, Kabocha too will all have a lot of work to do to adjust. Earth is a lot different from your home world, and probably most of the ones you've visited so far." Maybe not too, he didn't know. Smiling the Saiyan left the kitchen on that note, heading out to the back door and gesturing for Kai to follow. "We might as well go propose that idea to your brother then, unless you really want to stay on this world and eat fruit all the time." "You just need to learn to lighten up is all, no big deal!" Yumi chirped, smiling politely. She could completely understand that being difficult what with having the king looking over their shoulders. Given some time away though they'd have ample chance to enjoy themselves, hopefully anyways. "I'd be in the mood for some serious training if we weren't in such a busy place. I don't know where to go on this planet for privacy, and I don't want to go too far if something happens. So... Sorry if that session wasn't exactly what you were hoping for." Looking down at herself and dusting off a bit of grass and dirt she wondered just what they should do next. Yumi glanced over her shoulder in Viral's direction for a moment, debating on asking him to join them before shaking her head. He'd probably hate it, and chances are he was relaxing anyways, no reason to bother him. "Now what do we do..."
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Takeshi
Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "So he had been right, in a way, Shu was worried about people being hurt. He hadn't helped the situation much either, what with being the older brother and all. Pressing for time since he had worried about people being killed as a result had been an awful thing to do in front of his impressionable little brother. \"Oh... Well how often am I right anyways? Heck, you saw no one else there with Katas, right? And I didn't either. Besides, he's been there for who knows how long, I'm sure he knows what he's doing. Our little visit couldn't have jeopardized him.\" Hopefully not at any rate. Takeshi wanted to believe that if things did fall apart that everyone would have a means to get themselves safe, as he and his brother couldn't keep everyone safe. It really was an unnerving prospect, there was a lot riding on their ability to do this right. Biting the inside of his cheek in thought an idea came to mind, though whether Shu would take to it or not was uncertain. \"If you're worried about him... Why don't you stay with him while I go ask the other people about things?\" he suggested, rubbing Shu's shoulder. \"Then you'd know for sure he would be safe, and we can still get things done. Plus if he's a friend of the Queen we know he can be trusted, so think of it as staying with a friend... \" Takeshi explained, chuckling before smiling slightly, \"Or your crazy uncle...\"\n\n\"I might have been able to be a bit more serious too if we didn't have an audience,\" Yumi added, casting a glance in Kabocha and Vegeta's directions respectively. \"And Viral? Well if he's listening then that's fine, it's not like any harm could come of that. I'm actually glad if he's relaxing, it's about time he got to.\" Goodness knows he'd been to hell and back, since then likely not having very much time to himself. She herself was guilty of that, having been like a thorn in his side trying to help. Perking up at the back door opening up the Beastman smiled at her friend's coming out, walking over to him with her hands folded behind her back. \"Vegeta? I've got a question! Do you know any planets these three and their families could settle on? I don't know how well this one is going to work, finding them a different place might be a good idea.\"\n\nVegeta was a bit taken aback for a second when Yumi approached them, though pleasantly surprised at her question. \"Kai and I were just talking about that actually, and I might have a place in mind,\" he answered, \"But it'd have to be okay with you and the others. I figured as long as the king is still out there and Earth might be in danger, why not bring them home with us? I figure that gives them a nice place to stay, and if need be the planet has a few more able fighters.\" It wasn't as though their planet was alien to having Saiyans on its shores or constant threats from outer-space. Frankly that had become par for the course in the last few decades or so, which hopefully meant this plan wouldn't cause too many problems. \"Finding them a home would be easy enough, plenty of room for them out where Takeshi's house is. Just... Don't tell him he might be getting neighbors.\"\n\n\"Woah woah woah... Wait a minute. We might be moving to Earth?\" Kabocha quipped, looking at the group in surprise from where he was on the wall. \"Why would we go that far away? I thought you were planning on beating the king eventually, so why don't we go back to Kortal? Stay here for now, go home when it's over.\" Earth seemed too... Cushy for his liking. Frankly he just couldn't imagine there being anything to even do on that planet, much less fight. If the twins had been discussing it already though then that might very well mean it'd be their next course of action, so long as the parents agreed too. Still not totally buying into the deal Kabocha glanced up towards the roof, knocking on the wall to stir Viral. \"I'm willing to bet you don't want us there, huh Viral? Tell them how you feel about us coming home with you.\" Maybe a protest from one of their own would kick that plan in its rear.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu frowned at his brother's words, but he knew he was trying to make him feel better. If the goal was to make him feel better, it wasn't really working especially when he knew he could be sneaked up on by anyone with the knowhow. Letting out a brief sigh, he kept his eyes to the ground with a fair guilty feeling that he just ruined their plans. With the silence settling in and Shu only feeling guilty as a response, he looked elsewhere as Takeshi spoke again, playing with his finger for a moment before he looked back up at him, \"Stay with him…? But…but I don't know him very well\", he spoke, giving a little frown, \"I'd feel nervous and you wanted to do things with me…and we have stuff to do…and it's important stuff so it would be lazy of me to not do that! It's not that I don't like him, it's just…I'm still really nervous around strangers and he was still a stranger…even if he was a little strange…\"\n\nChoi gave a quick nod before looking back to the house, feeling a little nervous about the Beastman being around in the open. There was nothing stopping the guy jumping on him for getting all friendly with Yumi, it was definitely a concern for him and his general health. Not quite noticing Vegeta and Kai come out of the house, he turned to face them quickly to see what either of them had to say about the matter and Yumi's question only to get an unexpected reply in return. At first he didn't believe they really had been talking about the same subject, but eventually he was curious when the subject took an odd turn. To live on Earth felt like a huge step, he barely knew what the place was like and not to mention in was in a system that was primitive and mostly barren. Feeling a little conflicted he scratched his hair, trying to think about it, \"Uhhh well, I guess if Kai wants to…\" he spoke, but sure enough Kabocha was quick to protest. It was odd, he had been hiding away for long enough but when it came to making decisions he just seemed to pop right back into the picture.\n\nViral had been trying to ignore everything that had been going on while he had been trying to find some quiet time of his own, it just seemed impossible whenever he tried. He had barely any energy to put up a fight and he was just feeling the annoyances of life coming to him all at once, especially when all he got was dirty looks and shifty glances. When Vegeta came out speaking about the Saiyan's future possibility of living on Earth, he couldn't help but turn a little but make no effort to get up himself. He couldn't help feel angry at that idea, even if it meant they'd be relatively peaceful it still meant he would have competition over who was stronger. Trying his best to be forgotten about and ignore, he was soon dragged into the conversation by Kabocha much to his annoyance. Slowly getting up and moving slightly, he growled lowly before jumping off the roof, landing lightly on his feet, \"I don't want YOU there…I don't care about those body-doubles\", he spoke coldly, approaching him, \"You're unstable and a menace, just like any other snobbish temper-driven kid. Since when are you good at making decisions like that, anyway…? Maybe it's the only place to satisfy your bloodthirsty ways and you know it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"You're right..." Takeshi mumbled, smiling sadly as he lowered his gaze. "Sorry, bad idea. Well... Crap..." Shu didn't seem keen on going through with what they were doing, nor did he seem enthusiastic about... Well anything else. Given he was starting to feel worn down quite a bit too, having been essentially going nonstop for quite some time now. Any breaks they'd had as of late were brief and few inbetween. Sighing dismally Takeshi scratched at his head before scuffing his boot against the street, looking at Shu apologetically. "I don't want to place you in any more stress than you already are in. And I don't think you're being lazy by not wanting to do this. Hell, I really don't want to do it either. But... We started it, and we should see it through, at least if we want to help that Prince." He supposed it was feasible that they could just leave, after all they had the identities of the people running the show, or close enough to it. The Queen could go after them herself and they wouldn't need to dirty their hands. Granted if they did that then their welcome back should they return would likely be less than warm. "We can head back to the house...?" Takeshi tried, taking a shot in the dark. "Go see our friends before we keep going maybe, tell them what's going on." Kabocha had hoped for some helpful input from Viral, and in a way he got some. The Beastman wasn't keen with having visitors on his home world, though it seemed like Kabocha was the only one in particular he minded. Watching the former Commander leap down and approach him the Saiyan smiled faintly, holding his ground despite feeling a bit unnerved. "Unstable...? Why, because I have an attitude?" he quipped, sneering as he crossed his arms. "I might be a Saiyan, but I'm not a mindless killer. Yeah I like fighting, but I know right from wrong. So don't treat me like I'm just another of the king's mindless drones." Seriously, him a menace? What in the hell had he possibly done that the twins hadn't to earn him that? As far as Viral knew they'd all been part of the same operations, so if he was a menace then so should they. Being called bloodthirsty really ticked him off, and Kabocha stepped forward until he was nearly breathing down Viral's neck, glaring at him. "The only blood I want to see is that damn king's. Whatever preconceived notion you've got about us Saiyans, you're wrong. Not all of us are manic killers. I love fighting, but I hate killing. Until you get over yourself and your prejudices I don't expect you to realize that though."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu didn't know what he was supposed to do, he was probably just succeeding in making Takeshi confused above everything else. He really didn't mean to, he just wanted to try and decide what was the best decision to make for his friends and their lives. If he could he would just get the information and immediately sort the problem out so everyone could be happy, but he didn't even know what they were going to say to the person when they found them. They would probably be in trouble if they talked to them immediately without getting any true information as to why they should be talking to them in the first place. Listening to Takeshi when he mentioned Goku, he tried to imagine what he must had been like if he was ever scared of something but seeing what Goku was like when they first met, \"Ohhh…I can't imagine that…\" he sighed, scratching his ribs, \"But…I guess so…ohhh, it makes me feel so confused…\" He had to just trust what Takeshi thought was best, he couldn't make very good decisions and was just feeling worse the more he thought about it, \"Maybe…but Mister Viral would get really annoyed and Vegeta doesn't really like strangers. If he's told us all we need to know, does he need to be where he is anymore…?\"\n\nViral didn't find any sort of enjoyment in talking down to Kabocha, his bitterness really had caught up with him and he was just tearing into Kabocha for the hell of it. Staring down at Kabocha as the kid got increasingly angry, he narrowed his gaze before letting out a grunt, \"Just a thug then…and that's supposed to make you sound a lot better than the others?\" He spoke coldly, but when Kabocha began to get really angry he just continued to stare at him, letting him speak his angry words. There he was throwing out claims that he was only saying all this to make him feel better, but Viral just took it all in and hardly made a reaction until he stopped his yelling and actually let him speak, \"Him? Hardly an exception, he shares the same thirst for blood like you do\", he spoke, hardly changing his expression, \"And you should listen to yourself! First you make up excuses to not go to Earth, but now that I'm saying you definitely shouldn't because you are trouble you are suddenly protesting? Then again, you want nothing more than to fight me, don't you? You really want to beat me into a pulp, you've just been dying to do it since yesterday. Then why don't you then? Is it because people are watching or because you're desperately trying to fight against your true nature?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I mean Goku was a kid at one point too, you don't think he was ever afraid of anything? Or that he never worried? I'm just saying don't feel bad for worrying, that's all.\" If they went and tried to talk to those people now then it'd be tricky with Shu being so jumpy. That could easily enough be blamed on his shyness, but then again his sibling did have a point. What were they even going to say? Katas hadn't been very helpful in that regard, only mentioning he wanted to see S'uma and Ka'shra in his office. They had been basically left to their own devices, which for reasons that seemed fairly obvious to Takeshi wasn't a good idea. The proposal to ask one of their friends to remain with Katas did seem like a poor idea in hindsight, which meant one of two things. Either one of them had to stay behind or they'd have to have faith that the man would be okay. Shu brought up a fair point though, one that might just hold some merit. \"You know... I don't imagine that Katas does need to be there.\" Takeshi mused, \"And he's got to have some kind of escape plan for dangerous situations, right? So he has a way to safety, we don't need to worry, right? Does that help at all?\"\n\n\"Who the hell are you calling a thug?!\" Kabocha snapped, clearly angry now. \"I'm a noble for your information, and even if that means nothing I'm still no killer! You can't clump me together with the others just because I'm a Saiyan too! That's like calling all those humans weak and pathetic, but I know first hand there are some strong ones. You're just being an ignorant jerk and refusing to accept that just *maybe* you might be wrong about me!\" If he wasn't so livid maybe he could get his point across, but with Viral acting so sure of himself on the subject he couldn't keep his head on straight. Just who in the hell did he think he was labelling people like that? \"I'm only protesting because you seem to think I'm some kind of brute! I'm the same age as Takeshi, and I'm not a monster! I'm arguing because you seem to think I'm some fricken serial killer or something!\" When Viral brought up fighting he hit the nail right on the head. He was likely still weak due to recovering, maybe fighting him wouldn't go too poorly. Then again with his friends right there it may quickly devolve into a 3 on 1, he didn't expect the twins to step in to help him. Instead he smiled bitterly, shaking his head and pushing Viral in the chest. \"You're not even worth fighting in your sorry state. I'd rather to beat on a tree, that'd put up more of a fight than you. Hell I'm surprised you can stand right now.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu nodded a little at Takeshi, feeling a little bit better that Goku was possibly not the bravest kid out there. While it was all still a possibility, he didn't really know what Goku could had been worried about and what would had made him feel that sensation of doubt at all. The guy couldn't had possibly needed to deal with things like this, so that couldn't had been it. Looking up to Takeshi, he frowned a little at their predicament, just hoping he might have the answers they really needed as silence fell between the two. He was rather shaky, he didn't know how he was supposed to cope so much as try and use Goku to make himself feel a little better. Looking away again, he gave a little nod when Takeshi reassured him that Katas was going to be safe, \"Maybe…I hope you're right. I'd hate it if it all went wrong now…\" he mumbled, looking up to Takeshi with a sad expression, \"Maybe we can just keep going…? I'm pretty worried right now and standing here is just making it worse…\"\n\nViral stared at Kabocha as he viciously tried to defend himself, making him seem like a little spoiled brat when he brought up nobility. That wouldn't even matter once he was free, the very fact that Vegeta was descended from a Prince didn't make him big headed about it as an example and yet he was made to believe that it was something special. What he said about the humans was hardly anything special too, as if it truly mattered to involve them in the conversation, \"Humans? Tch, says you who invaded their homes just so you could live another day in your 'nobility'\", he spoke, hardly at all impressed, \"You think comparing yourself to Takeshi is going to make you sound less like a brute? Please, especially when it's his little brother that's stopping him from killing\". When Kabocha went on to move back towards him, his push was enough to get Viral to change expressions as he gave him a fair good glaring at. His claims of weakness was fair pushing it, his eyes dead on his in a cold glare before suddenly throwing a strong punch straight for Kabocha's head in a vicious attempt to prove him wrong about his weakness.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi wasn't sure if Shu would buy into his claims or not, though thankfully it looked like he would. It wasn't a lie persay, after all someone in Katas' position would naturally have an escape plan. It was taking too much upon themselves to be expected to sort everything out and keep that man safe anyways, even if both boys agreed they didn't want harm befalling him. Still, seeing Shu upset made it difficult to be glad about anything, and it was probably for the best that they just get this over with. "You'll feel better once we're done, I promise," Takeshi urged, gently snatching up his brother's hand per usual. "We'll be done before you know it, and once we are we'll go see the Prince again. You two could play if you wanted, how would that sound?" While he helped see to getting his squad's family safe Shu could enjoy himself, that seemed fair enough. Given that if T'charrl was the one who'd help with the relocating then it'd be a touch difficult for Shu to play with him. "He killed because he had to, not because he wanted to! You're acting like you think you know us but you don't. You have no idea what it's like to have loved ones on the line if you don't do what you're told, so quit pretending like you get it!" Seriously, where was this jerk getting off claiming he knew how he felt? He hardly knew Takeshi if he still thought the boy a killer, and he certainly didn't know Kabocha or the twins. Having a tough time at holding back his anger the Saiyan settled to shove the Beastman back, trying to vent a bit. His push was rather quickly replied to with a punch, one that Kabocha simply took. It came harder than he'd have thought, near well being knocked off of his feet as a result, stumbling to catch his ground. "There... Feel better...?" he mumbled, standing upright and smirking faintly, lifting a hand to rub at his sore head. "Like I said... Weak. You're not worth fighting, and hell, you're not even worth getting angry over. So are we done, or does the big man need to hit some more to feel better about himself?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"I really mean it, we'll come back. Come on now, would I make a promise to you and not keep it?\" Intentional never, Takeshi told himself, but in the year since they'd last really been together it was likely he'd forgotten something. Getting a smile out of Shu was a big relief, it in turn picking up his own spirits and settling some nerves. \"Yeah I like the fruit well enough, but I miss a lot of the stuff on Earth,\" he continued, smiling thoughtfully as his free hand rubbed his stomach. \"Potatoes with butter... Salmon... Calamari, cornbread, steak. There's a ton of food that's not here that I want, but I definitely wouldn't mind coming back!\" Shu was the only one with friends here, Takeshi didn't really consider anyone he'd met particularly close. A means to an end really, that's what everyone here was to him. It didn't necessarily mean he thought poorly of them, save the general who he was biased against. Chuckling he gave his and Shu's arm a swing, leaning over and bumping into his brother playfully next. \"Maybe we'll come back without telling anyone and surprise T'charrl. How does that sound?\"\n\n\"Good... Maybe he'll lose some of his attitude if he leaves,\" Yumi grumbled, staring at Kabocha's back as he walked off. Things were going just fine until Kabocha had to be an idiot, his departing was the best thing that could happen right now. She sided with Viral on that little argument obviously, and yet when she tried to show it he skulked off just as Kabocha had. What was he so upset about? That kid was just a punk, a thug like he'd said, nothing that he had told Viral meant anything. It looked like it had though, just maybe. Frowning to herself Yumi turned to the twins, giving them an expectant glare as she placed her hands on her hips. \"And why didn't you two shut your resident idiot up?\" she asked, \"Because of him now we've got more problems. Why don't one or both of you go drag him back here so he can apologize like an adult?\"\n\nKabocha could scarcely believe how willingly those moronic twins were with going to Earth. Figuring what they and their kin had done it seemed like the last place they'd want to be found, and they were all for it. Besides, that damn Beastman had a point, they all liked to fight. Where on that barren rock were they going to find an outlet? Cussing under his breath he then groaned in discomfort, gingerly rubbing at the side of his head. He'd played off Viral's hits in the heat of the moment, but now that he was calming down the realization that they'd hurt like hell set in. Even if that guy was weak he was still a damn strong hitter. With that kind of power behind him he had to wonder just what he was complaining about. \"Stupid Beastman... I'm not a fricken killer...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu tilted his head a little, curious to what Takeshi had to say about the food of the planet. He didn't really know whether he would miss such things because he didn't actually know what they were. Some of the food sounded like fish, he knew what steak was and cornbread must had been something dry. Feeling a little confused considering they had steak yesterday and this morning, he scratched his head as if forcing his head to try and figure it all out before he was suddenly almost sent flying as his arm was swung and he nearly fell off his feet as Takeshi came in close to him. Feeling confused for a brief moment, he tilted his head slightly away from Takeshi as he spoke, he gasped before giving Takeshi's arm a quick pull, \"Okay! That would be nice! I'd like that a lot! I hope everything goes okay so we can do that…because if things go wrong…\"\n\nKeeping fairly quiet wasn't exactly going to help all that much, especially when Yumi had immediately turned around and began to put the blame game on the pair. The twins both kept fairly quiet with the same expression, it was impossible to tell them apart if only for the dirt that was on Choi's clothes and face because of his fighting with Yumi. Neither of them really wanted to talk to Kabocha, once the guy had made up his mind that was usually it for the conversation. Eventually letting out an annoyed sigh, Kai gave a look to Choi before making a brief flight over in the direction Kabocha had begun to set off in. It was annoying, but it all probably had to be done if they were all going to be remain happy with each other and not end up fighting for stupid reasons like this.\n\nChoi watched his brother fly off before he turned to look to Yumi again, giving his neck a quick scratch, \"Uhh, you see what we have to deal with a lot…?\" he spoke, as if attempting to try and start off an apology, \"Honestly, I guess seeing and hearing him get backlash like that might had brought his ego down…but didn't think Viral would give in so quickly to it. Uhh…why didn't you support your friend, though?\" She could had stepped in too or maybe even Vegeta, but both of them had kept quiet and Yumi only spoke after it was all over and the damage had been done. He didn't really understand it, but he was sure Kai would be able to say something to Kabocha that would get him to change his mind and come back.\n\nKabocha didn't really get all that far considering how he had decided to go about his business, heading on over to the city. It was a bit silly to go in that direction, especially when they were supposed to be keeping a low profile, \"Kabocha, where are you going now?\" he asked up pretty sternly, stopping off in front of him, \"You know the Princes are that way doing secretive jobs, you'll ruin it for them…besides; if Takeshi saw you, he'd be pissed and hit you ten times harder than the Beastman….then again, he'd probably do that anyway after what you did unless you don't apologise for it\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Kai had taken off in pursuit of Kabocha, hopefully to talk some sense into him and drag him back. As annoying as he may be Yumi knew he needed to be here, if only for his own good. She would put up with him for a bit longer if it meant whatever the boys were taking care of went over smoothly. Turning her head in Choi's direction the Beastman smiled slightly, rolling her eyes. "Please, you think Takeshi was any different? I mean he's still a pain, but at least he doesn't storm off or sulk anymore." Asking why they didn't support Viral was a bit tricky, if only because she didn't want to put it the wrong way. "Viral is very... Prideful about himself and his abilities. If we stepped in and dealt with Kabocha he might see it as us thinking him incapable." Considering he was looking to be a bit healthier it would be a darn right shame if they ended up just demoralizing him now. With what that loudmouth had done it may already be too late to prevent even that. "I suppose I should go talk to him though. Mind waiting here for your brother?" "You stay with Choi, I'm going to go talk to Viral," Vegeta interjected. "No offense Yumi but you sympathize with him too much and treat him like a child. I know you care but that's part of what bugs him. Let me have a chat first, okay?" He didn't want to even give his friend a chance to dispute that, stepping right past her and heading in the direction Viral had gone. He'd had a funny look on his face before he departed, and Vegeta worried just what might be going through his mind right now. Kabocha had been blowing of steam or running his mouth, none of what he'd said was sincere or held any merit. He knew that, but did Viral? Kabocha should have expected not to be left alone, being caught giving his head a rubbing by Kai. Looking up from his feet he sneered at his squadmate before rolling his eyes a bit. "I'm going for a walk, what does it look like?" Was he going to be babysat now for trying to get some time on his own? Looking at Kai incredulously at the thought of apologizing the Saiyan laughed, stopping rather quickly at the aching in his head. "Apologize to him? He should be apologizing to me. That jerk has no business talking down to me or acting like he's better than us. Doesn't it piss you off that he's calling us all brutes and bloodthirsty?" Kabocha would sooner be caught kissing the king's boots than apologizing to Viral. More personally he held a grudge against the Beastman for getting the rank of Commander, a little known fact. He hated serving the king, sure, but his upbringing made him yearn for extravagance, and the perks of being a Commander were highly appealing. To have someone skip over him and get it by choice or not was a terrible affront. "Give me one good reason why I should apologize. I couldn't care less if Takeshi is mad at me, or Yumi or any of them." "There's my little brother!" Takeshi exclaimed, laughing happily when his arm was given a tug. "As long as we're careful we'll be fine. Maybe when we come back we can even bring some gifts, something from Earth they don't have here. A present for your friend, yeah?" They'd finally gotten back into a regular swing of things for the most part. If Shu was happy then so was his older brother, and even with their nearing the first stop spirits had certainly improved. Smiling at Shu he used his free hand to itch at his nose, his cheeks flushing lightly. "And hey... Maybe if word gets out that we're handing out gifts then girls won't think I'm such a jerk..." Takeshi said, chuckling to himself and fidgeting a touch as he walked. Of course he wasn't looking for Kaesstrian girls, but maybe a nice Saiyan girl, or even someone on Earth. His smile stretched into a grin as he teased that thought, putting a small hop in his step. "I'll have a girlfriend soon!" Enthusiasm and daydreams aside the brothers made it to their destination within a few more minutes. It was a fairly easy task of finding it, thankfully Katas' building was still in view, and the fact that there was only one fancy looking home in this area made it simpler. They'd found this S'uma woman's home, now the task of getting in somehow was presented to them. Approaching the building Takeshi let go of Shu's hand, stepping up to a set of gates and cocking his head as he examined them. No call box or anything of the sorts, and giving them a small nudge he found they creaked open slightly. "Do we just go in...?" he questioned rhetorically. Giving Shu a curious look he shrugged his shoulders, pushing open the gate and stepping onto the property. "Hello? Miss S'uma? Anyone?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Of course I want to stop fighting! I mean... I'm sick of working for the king.\" Kabocha didn't know what he wanted, he realized. Shaking his head angrily he glared back at Kai, reaching out and pushing him. \"My parents can be free, but do you really think we ever will be? I mean come on, let's be realistic here. Even if they're safe the fact of the matter is that the king is still out there, and none of us are anywhere near strong enough to beat him.\" Even the two Princes paled in comparison to their father, as did that Korian guy. The latter was the strongest one probably and he still couldn't stand up to Yamate, so what hope did they have? \"Don't you see what a suicide pact it is if we go to Earth? Sure, we can go there to live, but what's stopping the king from coming after us? What do we do when he does, since we sure can't fight him. That's my problem with this, we're not solving anything! We're only delaying him getting to us!\"\n\nVegeta hardly expected a pleasant conversation and wasn't shocked to find Viral in a grumpy state. Frowning at being called a liar the Saiyan sighed, shaking his head. \"Who said I was lying? He was trying to get to you, don't you see that? By sulking like this you're just letting him win.\" Pushing himself up to his feet Vegeta walked around the base of the tree, standing before Viral and squatting down. Wordlessly he looked over the Beastman for a moment, scrutinizing every inch that he could see not hidden by clothing. With a small smile he nodded to himself, running a hand through his hair. \"Because I'm essentially your doctor, and doctors try to take care of their patients?\" he pointed out, looking at Viral, \"And you definitely seem to be healthier. Physically anyways, which leads me to my next question. Tell me what's on your mind?\"\n\nTakeshi really kind of expected to be ushered off the grounds still, especially after his remark about going to Katas. The guards finally agreed to let them see S'uma, albeit reluctantly. A tad relieved he looked back behind him at Shu, smiling reassuringly. \"Don't worry, everything is going fine. They're not as stubborn as I am.\" he whispered, reaching back and patting Shu's shoulder. The guard never got to the door before the woman in question made herself known. She was flashy if nothing else, and her voice mildly irritating to listen to. Thankfully they had the right place and the right person, now they just needed to play their cards safe.\n\n\"We're here to deliver a message, miss.\" Takeshi replied, smiling politely. \"He wants to meet you in his office whenever is convenient for you, if you wouldn't mind. He... Uh...\" Pausing, the Saiyan looked between the guards before walking closer to S'uma, frowning as he was rather swiftly blocked by the men. Sighing to himself the older boy looked at the woman, gesturing to her men. \"He had some important things for you, I'll put it that way. Since he's caught up in work and couldn't come here himself he asked us to stop by for him. And, between you and me...\" This time Takeshi simply ducked under the extended arms of the guards, smirking at them as he was a fair bit closer to S'uma now, and he could speak in a hushed tone. \"I'm really curious about certain... Projects that you're involved with. Katas mentioned them a bit, and I think the Saiyans could find them interesting. So... If you'd be so kind I was really hoping to learn a bit.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai glanced down at Kabocha's hand as he was given a shove, not looking at all pleased and was fair ready to shove Kabocha back if he wasn't trying to prove a point. Staring at him calmly, he tilted his head slightly to the side as his stance shifted as Kabocha began to outright babble away to himself, not sounding at all too convincing when he was getting his points mixed up, \"Okay…really? You really are a little thick in the head, aren't you?\" he sighed, shaking his head, \"What are you talking about? You know I'm talking about calling Earth home instead of Kortal, right? We won't be going there immediately and relaxing while the war is still going on, that would be lazy and moronic of us! We have space technology too, we don't need to stay on Earth…we need to keep our family happy. Now can you stop being stupid and try to understand what I'm trying to suggest here?\"\n\nViral growled at Vegeta when he spoke, \"I am not sulking! You aren't doing yourself any favours by talking to me right now…\" He didn't want Vegeta to be around and definitely didn't need the company right now, all it was managing to do was anger him whenever someone was around and his mind just wanting to hide away in a little den of its own to mind its own business. He was beginning to wonder whether there was any point in staying with them, especially when it was just going to be the exact same thing happening all the time. Growling lowly as Vegeta analysed him, he slowly turned around and away from him, giving him only a little glance before averting his gaze again, \"Nobody needs to know what's on my mind, I don't need to talk about such things! It never did any good when Yumi forced it out of me and it won't do any good now! Just keep off it…just point me in the direction of the battle and I'll tell you how that goes. Got it?\"\n\nS'uma knew she was important and was fair showing it in her stance, her claws grasping each other as she stared down at Takeshi and the little kid behind him. It was just strange to see such aliens, who knew why they were delivering messages from Katas though. Her antennae twitching a little as Takeshi spoke, she let out a long sigh and gave the guards a quick wave to make them back off just the tiniest away, \"Ohhh now now, important business\", she spoke, leaning forward a little to hear Takeshi before she immediately turned around, walking off with a flutter of her wings, \"Is that so? Well come! Come now! Guards, you can go and watch over things again. I doubt I need watched over for this…I must say though; I didn't think a couple of Saiyans would be interested in business…\" Wandering off into the house and down the hall, she arrived in a very highly decorated room filled with trinkets and fancy colours, a smell of flowers lightly scenting the room, \"Would you two like something to drink? Some nectar, perhaps?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Kai still seemed to be rather adamant about giving in to this idea of going to Earth. It still sounded like a ridiculous plan, it was no home for a bunch of war-tested Saiyans. "Of course I know what you're talking about! And so what, now we won't be calling Earth home? So let's say we somehow win this war, yeah? We beat the strongest Saiyan alive by some miracle and everyone is free, so we go to live on Earth. And what do we do once we're there? Settle down and do nothing? What about our parents, what will they do? And we can't go hopping around planet to planet just to find somewhere to live, that's just... That's ridiculous!" Kabocha wanted his friend to see where he was coming from, as it appeared to him he was the only one seeing it. They'd be changing their lives completely by doing this, what would they do then? Besides, the twins had come from essentially nothing, he had something on Kortal. He wanted to be rid of the king, but the prestige he had wasn't something he was ready to forfeit. "You know what? Screw it, fine, I'll go along with whatever hair-brained scheme you guys cook up, since it's not like I've got any other choice." "You're acting like a child... You do realize that don't you?" Vegeta mumbled, frowning as he stood up and rubbed at his face with a sigh. It was an uphill battle trying to get anything out of Viral, though he knew that much already. Taking a deep breath the Saiyan slid his hands into his pockets, glancing up at the foliage above them. "You remember when I woke you up, all those years ago? I was a recluse, I hated talking to people and tried to avoid anything that was unnecessary or excessive. I didn't let myself have fun, only worked and was hard on myself. I was a pretty miserable sod, I'll admit. The strangest thing happened though, this Beastman sort of adopted me and got me back on my feet. Sure, my friend Yumi was there too, but not always. Before I knew it I was smiling again, and enjoying what I was doing." Vegeta looked down at Viral with a gentle smile, reaching down to offer him a hand up. "You pulled me out of a rut, and now I'm trying to do the same for you. If you hate thinking it's pity then fine, don't, consider it repaying a debt. Now come on, you should come back to the house." Again for a moment Takeshi figured he had blown it, not thrilled that he was having to lie to get them through this. S'uma bought it by some unlikely chance, and even welcomed them inside while dismissing her guards. With an unexpected degree of freedom now the Saiyan smiled smugly at a few of the guards, walking back to get Shu, taking him by the hand and leading him into the home. It was certainly a colorful place, though a little too much for his liking. This woman clearly liked being extravagant, she had plenty of money to throw around. The smell of the place too was nice, and thankfully not overbearing like the decor. Still Takeshi had to stop breathing for a second when they first entered, the overwhelming scent hitting him fairly suddenly. "Uh... No thank you, I'm not really thirsty. Though maybe some water for my brother?" Takeshi released Shu's hand, taking another look around the room before smiling at S'uma. "And I guess we're full of surprises then, huh? Though I'm not so much interested in the business side as I am what it is you're backing." Trying to keep up his little deception the Saiyan folded his hands behind his back, shifting his weight on his feet as he looked back at the door, waiting until it was closed. Those guards really didn't seem fond of him or Shu, he'd need to bear that in mind. "From what the general and Katas told me you're helping support the war, which I think is a good thing. After seeing this city it blows my mind why anyone would resist changing for the better, just seems stupid to me." Hopefully Shu wasn't buying into this, as he was essentially bashing T'charrl and the Queen. What's more hopefully the Queen never learned of this, or he'd be getting a claw right upside the face for sure. "It's really generous of you to help buy supplies for all the troops. Is there anything else you do though? I figure if we're helping you with this war I could maybe... You know, get a peek at what's going on?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"That guy was a bit of a jerk, but I don't see him being another tyrant.\" Kabocha agreed, sighing as he crossed his arms. He still wasn't thrilled with their plans, but at least now he'd calmed down enough to recognize it was the best option for the time being, and probably the only option too. \"I can't blame you for wanting to keep Choi safe. I mean I've got no siblings, but I've got to keep both my parents safe, so there's that.\" The downside of being an only child, he supposed. Right now it seemed that everyone had a support group or someone to fall on. The twins had one another, the Princes each other, and the Commander and the Earthlings one another as well. In reality, Kabocha reflected, he was very much alone at the moment, that bumming him out a fair bit. The topic of Korian's near slaying of them before didn't help to lighten the mood, though he cracked a smile anyways. \"War sucks like that though. Besides, look at how the Princes get when they're pissed, and he didn't know they were the good guys. Can you blame him for being jumpy?\"\n\nVegeta had figured his gentle please might make some progress if his more direct approaches didn't; they went just as poorly. Viral became properly angry with him for it, even stating the well known truth that as it stood he was weak. Sighing heavily the Saiyan shook his head, doing his utmost to remain patient and giving the Beastman a small smile. \"A strong mind is just as important as a strong body. I remember dad used to say that all the time. I still believe that, it's why before even though I never fought I still trained, you have to keep both healthy.\" There was no delicate way of putting this next part, Viral would have to hear it as it was and deal. If he grew angrier, which was very likely, then maybe Vegeta would let him cool down alone. \"You are not healthy in mind, not right now. Your body is recovering, there's no doubt about that. And physically you're getting stronger, but you're losing hold on yourself. It's like... Shu and Ki. He's plenty powerful but he has no idea how to properly use it. If you keep on this path you'll go berserk, and what good will that do you? Listen to me Viral, you need to talk to us. Be it myself, Yumi, or even Takeshi or Shu, talk to someone. Keeping your thoughts, good and bad, bottled up inside of you are going to only hurt you further.\"\n\nDamn it, Takeshi thought, nearly had her talking. He certainly didn't expect it to be that simple, though it certainly would have been nice. \"Sorry, I just assumed you might know something about it. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious about it,\" he answered, chuckling as he itched at his nose. \"And I don't know... Maybe they know something about the energy? Or they just worry about it all being used up? Just saying there could be a reason for their not wanting to use it other than just because.\" Come to think of it he wasn't entirely sure why those people wanted to keep it. Maybe it had something to do with that city of theirs though, maybe they had their own use for it. They had a bit to work with now anyways, they knew that S'uma was only the financial backer, that was about it. Takeshi wanted to ask where she sent her money, but her last comment got him blushing. \"Ah... Well... Uh, thank you...\" he stammered, rubbing the back of his neck. Any woman calling him cute, be it alien or otherwise, managed to trip him up, considering what the usual was.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai nodded, letting out a sigh as well as he almost completely imitated Kabocha's actions. There wasn't much he could say about any of that, he just had to worry about corruption leaking in and the people actually becoming endangered all because they let in another nutcase. Looking back to Kabocha, he raised an eyebrow slightly before he shook his head, \"I'd say he's more than a sibling, more like…more like part of me, you know? If I lose him, I might as well be dead\", he spoke, scratching his cheek, \"At least you don't feel you have to be always with your parents, even being this far from him is making me edgy just incase he gets into trouble\". It was all a difficult subject to take hold of, really. It was hard to predict the future and hopefully everything will be alright, but they knew nothing about Korian except the fact that the King sees him as a mild threat and that was a rarity, \"Still, would you kill a kid who went Oozaru just because you could control yourself as one? I wouldn't, if I could…at least. I think that guy's got a few screws loose somewhere if he's okay with killing a Saiyan child\".\n\nViral just wanted to go find somewhere else to be alone, but Vegeta would probably cut him off at all corners until he gave in. It was getting hard; he wouldn't be able to fight against him if he tried to go right through him. Glaring at Vegeta, he stared down at the little smile with annoyance, only to look away from him as he turned his gaze to the ground. He didn't know why they had to talk about his mind like this, it was just impossible to fix it so what was the point on going on about it. Staring down at his claws, he slowly clenched them before he looked up with a glare, \"You mean like I already did?\" he spoke up, looking away again, \"I already tried; it didn't help. It's useless, it's not going to work. It's just at the point where you might as well do what was done to me before. Have you ever thought about that…? About wiping my memory? Wouldn't that solve all problems…? Who knows how much of it is fake, anyway…right?\"\n\nS'uma gave Takeshi a smile when he went into blushing, \"It's alright, dear. I've never had children of my own, but I'd adopt you two cuties anyday\", she smiled, picking up her nectar again, \"The energy is constantly being created under the crust, it's why it blasts into the air. Who knows why they're so angry about it, I have no idea what's going on out there….but I don't think you can take harvest the energy from the surface, that much I do know\". She was fair relaxed, watching as Shu drank all his water only to become confused over his glass. Giggling a little, she soon let out a light sigh, \"So…you had a message for me from that sweetie Sir Katas? Nothing too horrifying, I hope…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Yeah maybe... Though Shu and Takeshi are the king's sons after all, no one knows what they're capable of. In a way he might have been preventing something, who knows? Maybe one day the kid goes nuts and kills all of us." Not likely as it seemed Takeshi was intent on keeping the little Saiyan tethered to him. He could understand wanting to protect a sibling, but even as an only child Kabocha saw that as a tad excessive. If it ever did though then he was willing to bet Kai wouldn't be so against trying to stop Shu again. Smiling and shrugging his shoulders the Saiyan began a slow walk back to the house, not overly enthusiastic to see everyone after his fit. Choi was bound to give him a hard time, and he didn't even want to think of seeing the Commander. "Hey Kai... What do you think about the Princes?" Kabocha asked, glancing back, "I mean what do you really think? Suppose they'll turn out like their old man?" Viral seemed intent on bringing up old wounds, particularly having his memory wiped. Vegeta couldn't explain why it had been done, the scientists had done it probably as a precaution. Whatever the case though it was evident that it bothered Viral a fair bit, and doing it again was just out of the question. "I am absolutely not going to wipe your memory again. If anything that would only postpone whatever is happening, not fix it." Shaking his head Vegeta sat down in front of Viral, crossing his legs and folding his hands in his lap. "Viral... Memories cannot be created. While your thoughts can be altered like with that chip memories are intangible, unmalleable, they can't be tampered with. Everything you remember is real, whether it happened as you are now or in your other form. If you're concerned about those being fake then don't be. Good or bad, they happened." Takeshi's blush faded rather suddenly when he realized what 'cuties' had meant, though kind of glad a bug woman wasn't finding him interesting. Smiling still anyways he opted not to comment on the children, finding the idea of being adopted by the woman a bit odd. Having spoken to her as briefly as they had he'd gathered she wasn't a bad person persay, just a little careless with her money and a bit empty headed. "Oh, right, the message! He's uh... He wants you to stop by his office when you can, he has something he needed to share with you. Says it was some little toy he'd been tinkering with for you." Takeshi shrugged his shoulders, figuring that lie was as good as anything. Katas never did tell them why he wanted to see her, only that he did. Whatever the reason he figured it was none of their concern. When a little bulb lit up in his head Takeshi looked back at S'uma, doing his utmost to conceal a grin. "He also wanted to talk to you in private, though he wouldn't say what about. He seemed awfully anxious though. If you ask me... I think he likes you"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Both of them can be scary when they want to be,\" Kabocha added, frowning at the idea of both going berserk. \"At least only Shu can change though. Can you imagine if they both went nuts and turned Oozaru? I just thought of something too... I wonder why Takeshi doesn't have a tail like the rest of us.\" On an absentminded cue his own tail twitched, and glancing down at it the Saiyan smiled and gave it an almost affectionate patting. He'd be lost without his, how did their former leader get on without it? On the topic of Takeshi too Kabocha looked over at Kai and nodded in agreement. \"Yeah... His little brother's got him on a leash almost... And he's always laughing and smiling too!\" Spinning about so he walked backwards Kabocha looked at Kai a bit off-put. \"Remember when we went to Kalaria and he just blew up a few cities? I mean sure we took everyone out, but he was wrecking stuff like it meant nothing to him. He doesn't even hit people anymore! Everything is all topsy-turvy now. And then Shu... I don't even know what he does, he always seems so quiet. If you ask me, THAT'S creepy.\"\n\n\"It's not that it's unsalvageable, it's that its so cluttered right now. And if I thought it was something I couldn't fix then do you sincerely think I would be trying? When have I ever been known to apply myself to something that was a wasted effort?\" Vegeta liked to think there was a solution, there just had to be. The brain was a curious thing to be sure but it wasn't impossible to work with, besides manipulating memories as Viral had claimed. People could forget things to be sure, but to create false ones was something beyond anything he or his father could have done. The 'trying to help everyone' comment made him cringe a little, shaking his head dismissively. \"I'm not trying to help everyone, I'm trying to help you. Look... You're getting better physically, so whatever's left is a mental issue. There's something in your thoughts making you doubt yourself and be angry with everyone. That was never there before, that's new, and we need to find out where it's coming from to get rid of it. But I can't do that if you don't talk to me.\"\n\nTakeshi had been kidding about S'uma and Katas, but apparently there was a little something between them after all. He had to turn away and discuss a guffaw behind a cough, though Shu likely caught his wide grin as he suppressed laughter. Whether Katas knew about this or not he soon would, since now he had a date. Snickering a little Takeshi looked back at S'uma, giving a half nod. \"He wanted you to come as soon as you could, like I said. And the sooner the better I guess, since he sounded pretty busy when we met him.\" They had a little bit to go off of anyways, certainly enough to bring back to Katas. Still, they only had part of the story, hopefully Ka'shra could shed some light on the rest of it as they still needed the kingpin of it all. Stepping back over to Shu the older boy slung an arm around his shoulders, pulling him into a small hug against his side. \"I think that's all he wanted us to say to you. We've got to get going too, there's more people Katas needs us to visit for him. It was nice meeting you ma'am.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai gave Kabocha a staring at before looking to his own tail, feeling a little curious as well, \"Maybe he lost it in battle?\" he suggested, shrugging a little, \"Some races know about our Oozaru form so maybe he had his chopped as a precaution…thing is, he can regrow it again so long as he wants it enough. Must have quite the aversion to doing that\". It was rather strange, he didn't know what was going through Takeshi's mind or his brother's. Glancing to Kabocha, he gave a short nod before looking back in the direction of the house, \"Hmm yeah, it is slightly strange that he's done a complete 180 and changed like that just because he has his brother. The kid certainly has influence\", he spoke, shaking his head a little, \"Before we even saw the kid, I did hear a few rumours flying around that Shu was 'mentally unfit' which is why they had to take him in. Maybe he really isn't right in the head, maybe Takeshi's keeping him in check\".\n\nViral just couldn't deal with it right now, especially when everything was still fresh in his mind. He knew that Vegeta was trying to help, the problem was he didn't want his help because he knew he couldn't do anything to help him if he couldn't use surgery to fix it. He was fair putting the pressure on him, he just wanted to be alone right now and instead he wasn't going to leave unless Viral spoke about all his problems. Letting out a groan, he shook his head slowly, rubbing his forehead in annoyance with Vegeta's accusations over his change in personality. All of this was just making him feel fed up and tired, he really didn't want to talk about it anymore, \"Why do you need to find out where? You should know where it's coming from; it's coming from everyone showing me up and everyone constantly bugging me all the time! You don't need to be an expert to understand why that's all happening, it should be obvious to you at the very least. I'm nothing but a failure\".\n\nShu was a little confused by Takeshi's reaction, he didn't know that there was anything going on or what that even meant. It all sounded nice, but he didn't hear anything about all of this from Katas. Tilting his head slightly at Takeshi, he slowly reached forward and delicately put the glass down on the table, looking back to S'uma again only to squeak when Takeshi pulled him in again as they were getting ready to go. It was quite a quick visit, but Shu didn't mind too much especially when he was feeling pretty nervous already.\n\nS'uma was feeling pretty happy now, knowing what was awaiting her in the near future, \"Well, I better go and see him as quickly as possible!\" she giggled before letting out a sigh, slowly standing up, \"Well, if you must be going…I'm sure you could have a sweet before you go\". Moving over to a counter, she opened up a fancy box which revealed little hard-boiled sweet balls of many colours. Holding them out to Shu and Takeshi, Shu took a few out of curiosity mostly, S'uma giving them a smile, \"Don't mind the guards when you leave, they can be awfully jumpy with what's been going on lately…whatever that means. That's just what they told me, but I guess it's possibly true. So you take care\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Neither Kabocha nor Kai seemed to be able to make heads or tails about the princes. They were an enigma to be sure, definitely different than the rest of their race. Even Vegeta seemed more like a Saiyan than they did, which was odd considering they were all from the same planet. "Who knows man...? Shu keeps Takeshi from going berserk and Takeshi is like Shu's little keeper. I guess they help each other in a way? Makes me a little jealous, even if I do think having a sibling follow you around incessantly would be a pain in the butt. I swear those two are never apart!" There had to be more to Takeshi's change than just having his brother again. He was never like this with them, so to act so different now was beyond peculiar. Shu seemed to just be a quiet and timid kid, hard to believe that he had that crazy Oozaru form that so many of them feared. They were an odd pair, that was for sure. "Hey, maybe you could ask them when they get back? Press your luck, see whether or not Takeshi hits you for asking?" "We need to find out where so we can solve this. If I don't know exactly what the issue is then we're just taking shots in the dark, and that won't do anyone any good." Vegeta explained patiently. Viral could dismiss and deny that anything might be bothering him or had changed all he wanted, that didn't make it so. In a way he was acting childish, refusing to accept what other people were saying and trying to ignore everyone. Stubborn might be a better word for it. The Beastman got a puzzled look out of the Saiyan when he called himself a failure, the two certainly not on the same page. "You are the only one that considers yourself a failure. I'm not going to sugarcoat it and say you've been on your best streak, but you're far from a failure. And if you're a failure as you say then why don't you let us help you get better? It makes no sense to me, you loathe your current state but refuse to change it. If you're tired of being beaten or 'shown up' as you say then let us help you more. We'll train until you get your strength back, every day for as long as it takes. You have to be the one to accept this though, we won't force it." Takeshi let go of Shu when offered sweets, giving the candies a staring at. He wasn't too keen on alien food that was brightly coloured, but not wanting to seem rude he took a few anyways. "Thanks again miss, and thanks for the heads up. We'll be sure to be right out and not cause any problems." So something had those men all worked up, just like some of the soldiers he'd been seeing. S'uma was really clueless, the only crime she was guilty of was being an idiot. Waving goodbye with his empty hand Takeshi led Shu out of the home, taking the walkway back to the gates under the scrutiny of the several guards. Whilst stepping back out onto the street he popped one of the candies into his mouth curiously, grimacing slightly at the tart flavor that it had inside. "So... She was helpful..." he mumbled, swallowing his treat and sticking out his tongue. That wasn't something he was keen on eating again, and looking at the remaining goodies he was rather hesitant to try any more. "That went better than I'd expected... Honestly she was sort of nice, even if a little clueless." Chuckling to himself Takeshi stashed away the candies in his pocket, figuring he could always test them on the others to see how they were. Now that S'uma had been seen to they'd need to pay Ka'shra a visit. With only the knowledge that S'uma supplied money to an unknown cause they didn't exactly have what they needed, meaning a lot was riding on their visit to the retired general. The building was way back in the military section, by their home and the headquarters, probably a twenty minute walk from where they were now. "We'd better get moving, hopefully that geezer is home, I'd hate to have to look for him." Taking a look over at Shu and seeing how he looked fidgety the older boy smiled sadly. "You feeling okay buddy?" Takeshi asked, "Still nervous? I promise we're almost done, okay? Then I'll take care of the rest, and you can go to the house and relax. Deal?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Maybe when we get back to Earth you can do that, but not now, and not on this world.\" Vegeta said, earning a disappointed pout from Yumi. \"We need to keep moving, and the boys should be nearly done with their work. As soon as that's out of the way we ought to get the parents to safety and head out.\" Reason for concern had sprouted up not a moment ago as a pertinent fact dawned on Vegeta. Frowning to himself he looked at the twins then Kabocha curiously, hoping they had the answers he was seeking. \"I never thought to ask this before... But how did you three find us? We certainly weren't followed to this planet, I know that.\"\n\nKabocha returned a curious look when asked how they'd found the group. At first he could't fathom the reason behind the question, though recalling the mission they'd been sent on it quickly became clear. \"Oh! We followed the tracking chip in Yumi, that's how! Until we actually entered the orbit anyways, then our instruments went haywire.\" Vegeta bore an annoyed look and Yumi a nervous one. Evidently it had never been covered that she had such a thing in her, though come to think of it hadn't Shu and Viral at some point as well? Kabocha thought all experiments were given one to keep tabs on their progress. \"With the energy storms on this world the signal is iffy, so if you're worried about being found the chances aren't very good.\"\n\n\"You found us though,\" Vegeta pointed out, sighing as he rubbed his forehead. \"And I would imagine that someone could find her again. I'm an idiot, I should have thought of this sooner, it would make sense...\" Takeshi's old squad wasn't exactly weak, but in comparison to some of the other Saiyans out there they were a cakewalk. If someone stonger should come to Kaesstra, or gods forbid even the king, then there'd be no means of helping themselves most likely. Yumi met his gaze as he looked over, her expression one of understanding and uneasiness. \"You know we're going to have to remove that... Right? As soon as possible. We can't risk being followed by the Saiyans, not while we're on innocent worlds.\"\n\nTakeshi could only smile thoughtfully and shrug a bit in reply to Shu's questions. What T'charrl could do was strange to them and evidently to the Kaesstrians as well. If anyone else could do it, which wasn't completely out of the question, then it was a very well kept secret. It was a mystery precisely what it did or how it worked still, which gave the Queen every right to be hesitant about allowing its use. If it could save his squad's families though then they'd have to make use of it whether Eslaria liked it or not. \"She has to let us... I can't think of any other way to save the parents...\" Takeshi mumbled, sighing. \"If we really have to then maybe we can get a hold of Goku, though last time Dende helped us, and since he's not here I have no clue what to do.\"\n\n\"Know what though? It'll work out,\" Takeshi continued, smiling again. \"Things usually do for us one way or another. I bet there are other ways we could save their families, though flying there ourselves is definitely not one of them...\" On a random transition of thought he wondered just what the rebels were doing right about now. It had only been a few days since they'd seen anyone, but with a big victory like they'd had no doubt momentum was on their side. Knowing Korian and his passion for stopping the king there were probably more attacks planned, if not going on right now. Hopefully it was going well, as it'd really be sad to see someone get hurt, even if relationships were strained right now. Walking through the city and into more dense commercial areas gave Takeshi a rather disdainful reminder; noise was an awful thing. Kaesstrians were bustling about, and unlike before a good few were flying overhead, their wings giving off a soft droning noise. Grimacing at all of the sound he tried to block it out, grumbling softly. \"Man... Why can't we ever go somewhere quiet...?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "The twins made glances between Yumi, Vegeta and Kabocha as everything was discussed, the pair standing beside each other and looking fairly mellow. If it wasn't for Choi having prepared the food and looking slightly messy, the pair would be indistinguishable to each other. It was true that they had used Yumi's chip to get here, but it wasn't as if they had some help along the way with power levels being raised and finding the Beastman all out on his own. It was certainly a great deal of luck they had at that point, but there was still a variety of questions that they could probably ask right now while the food was cooking, \"We might want to get our pods back too…unless they can't fit on your spaceship\", Choi spoke up, pointing behind him, \"If the aliens found them, they might just blow up; otherwise the most that can be done would be to send them out into space with some coordinates\".\n\nKai didn't really like the sound of sending the ships back to the King, seeing as how they might just be used on some other mission and giving the King spare ships incase he needed to launch a full on attack with all of them. Scratching his head he looked towards the window, letting out a sigh, \"Where do you guys even plan on going after this place? I mean, once you get that chip removed\", he spoke, shrugging a little, \"Along with the King having men everywhere and your Beastman wandering around with PTSD, I don't have a clue where you're going to find a place where you won't find trouble or where he would end up getting you all into trouble\".\n\nShu still felt a little sad that they'd have to leave so soon, anywhere with fruit was always a bountiful and pleasant planet for him to be on. He was a little sad that the others didn't like fruit as much as he did. Letting out a sigh, he nodded a little, looking around as their scenery continued to change, \"I have faith in him, he can at least try too\", he said quickly, staring up into the sky as he watched the aliens fly around, \"I just hope that Mister Goku will be able to do what he does…and even then, what do we do with the parents? I mean…do they come on the ship with us or do we ask him to send them to Earth…but then what? Where on Earth? How will they know what's happening and where to go…? What if they get really mad? Or scared? It's a scary thought, you know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"They're going to have to trust us, that's all. We'll think of somewhere to bring them, right now I don't know where that is though." If they sent the parents right to Earth then there'd be room for a lot of difficulties. No one there could help them adapt, unless they got in touch with someone like Corgan or Kamina. The only issues there then were having to contact them and expect whoever it was to remain in a new spot indefinitely. Letting his head hang and sighing softly Takeshi wondered if they should just come aboard the ship and travel with them for now. It was big enough... Sort of. "I know it's not a perfect plan Shu, but what else can we do? Neither of us know anything else, and besides the twins and Kabocha we've spent the most time out here in space. Plus... I kind of feel like it's our job and responsibility to keep these people safe..." As much as he loathed to admit it Kai was right. Considering who was with them the chances of getting anywhere peaceful was slim to none. "I've got no idea honestly. We sort of left the rebels in a hurry and came here, I guess we haven't made much of a plan beyond this yet." There'd been a fair bit of events since landing on Kaesstra, as such they'd been more focused on the here and now than anything else. "PTSD...? You think that's what's wrong with him...?" It was embarrassing to admit, but as far as that went Vegeta was moderately clueless on the subject. Fact of the matter was that in his position in life he'd never needed to learn precisely what it was, though he generally was aware of it. How to deal with it was another thing entirely, and if that was the case then maybe they finally had a name for what was plaguing Viral. "Hang on, backtrack for a second. Do you know of any ways to help deal with PTSD?" "Therapy is the only thing we know," Kabocha said, shrugging his shoulders. It seemed obvious to him as it did Kai, they'd never said anything since they knew everyone else knew what it was. Vegeta gave him a look as if not expecting anything helpful from Kabocha, to which in turn a small smirk was given. "We're not just mindless soldiers you know. The guy's moody, stressed and depressed, sounds perfectly like PTSD to me. Even the king was aware of the problem and tried to deal with it, since in his eyes a mentally weak soldier was useless. There's no surefire solution, but therapy is your best bet." "None of us are therapists though. How do you expect any of us to help him when we wouldn't even know where to begin?" Yumi wasn't thrilled with the diagnosis, it was beyond their helping. It was definitely an issue Viral would need assistance with, but when they were all utterly clueless on the matter they couldn't do a thing. "Maybe if we can get him back to Earth we can find someone to help..." There was going to Earth again, a concept Kabocha still wasn't thrilled with. Seeing the concern for Viral's well being though and the clear cluelessness on how to handle it the Saiyan had a rare spark of sympathy for the others. "I can probably help him..." he mumbled, getting a skeptical look that made him flush light pink. "I know some of the stuff they use! I'm not a therapist, but I could try a few things anyways. And with how bad he is it's better we do something now than wait." The longer the issue persisted the harder it was to deal with, and the more danger it posed to the victim. "You could have Kai or Choi do it too, we're all familiar with it enough to know what we're talking about." The walk to Ka'shras home was proving to not take too terribly long at all. Knowing the general direction of it at least the boys rather quickly found themselves in familiar territory. Their housing wasn't too far from where they were now, and while tempting that wasn't where they wanted to be. Instead Takeshi made it a point to turn towards the military headquarters, or in the general vicinity of it. Soon enough they'd be making their last stop of the day hopefully, albeit this one was looking to be the most difficult. A retired warmonger if he had to guess, not the most pleasant of people to talk to. "Do you want to sit outside while I'm talking to this guy?" Takeshi asked, giving Shu a smile over his shoulder, "It won't take long I don't think, and I don't expect him to be a nice guy. It might be for the best."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"We're going to need everyone we can get if we want to kick the king's butt, and that includes Viral... So yeah.\" Being accused of hating Viral all Kabocha could do in reply was shrug his shoulders. They were only hurting themselves by refusing to help, and when their own families depended on things working well here it just made sense to lend a hand. Shooting Kai a look at being questioned Kabocha smiled slightly. \"He'll accept it if we explain it to him... I think... Besides, he probably wants to get better, even if he's not willing to admit it. So if one of us brings up the real problem don't you think he'd be at least a little interested?\" Viral certainly wasn't the easiest individual to deal with, as pointed out, but it needed to be done. Besides, seeing him sulking around and being fawned over was already getting old fast. If one of them could fix it then just as well. \"Why don't one of you twins go get him? Or would you rather I do it,\" he paused, grinning, \"Just incase he snaps?\"\n\nNow actually being at Ka'shras home Takeshi was admittedly less than enthusiastic. Noting that Shu was beginning to fidget again though he sighed softly, deciding then and there to take it upon himself to speak to the man. \"Yeah, just wait out here and everything will be fine.\" he repeated, easing his little brother down. It shouldn't be too hard to get things done hopefully, they only needed a bit more to go in order to get their man after all. \"Go ahead and snack on some of your candies if you want, or even...\" he paused, fishing out the ones given to him and setting them in Shu's hands. \"Have mine, I didn't really like them anyways. Be right out buddy.\" Giving Shu's hair a routine ruffling Takeshi looked to the house before them, definitely smaller and less extravagant than Miss S'uma's had been. There were no guards either thankfully, so no unneeded scrutiny trying to get in. Exhaling the Saiyan made the walk up to the front door, pausing before actually knocking and waiting for a response. It took a few seconds, but soon enough someone came to answer.\n\nThe door was pulled back and opened, revealing behind it a fairly large Kaesstrian. His stature was pretty impressive, definitely up there with the largest they'd seen so far. Silver hair adorned his body, the bits on top cut back to a fine, brisk buzz. He was dressed in a very plain and somewhat raggy robe, securing around his waist by a strap. Definitely not what one might expect a general to look like, but the manner in which he carried himself definitely suggested military. Looking down at the boy with a curious stare Ka'shra cleared his throat, folding his hands behind his back. \"You're that Saiyan boy that's been running around...\" he grumbled, stating the obvious. Looking past Takeshi he spotted Shu, curious as to why he was all the way out there. \"What do you want boy? I'm not exactly open to visitors, so you'd best have a good reason for coming here.\"\n\nTakeshi felt a little imposed by this man, probably his large size. Nonetheless he stood as he was, having to crane his neck a bit to look face to face with Ka'shra. \"We came here to give some news, and I was hoping to talk to you a little bit.\" he explained, \"And I was hoping to talk to an experienced soldier while we were here. I'm part of the Saiyan military myself, and I'm really curious to see how you people operate here.\" S'uma had rather easily given into flattery and compliments, but it was looking as though Ka'shra wasn't quite as gullible. He continued to give Takeshi a cold stare, making the boy fidget in place.\n\n\"So you came here for a chat, that's it...? And the news had better be about progress in the war, otherwise you're going to be made to regret bothering me.\" Sighing heavily Ka'shra stepped to the side of the door, waving Takeshi in with no small reluctance. \"I suppose I had best hear you out though before I send you off. Just be quick about it, I've got things to do today boy.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai looked fair doubtful that it was going to work, the whole thought of talking to Viral just made him feel nervous considering if they said the wrong thing, the guy was probably going to end up running off again. Looking between Choi and Kabocha, he tried to place his finger on the situation just to what was the best way to approach this and how it might work out, \"I don't suppose you have any idea how to treat somebody with it, because Choi and I weren't exactly trained in therapy because we were never expected to be team leaders. It's very risky either way, the guy's unstable and still part animal. He'd probably claw your face off before wanting to talk to you\".\n\nChoi looked fairly mixed in response towards this whole problem, especially when they didn't know how to deal with the problem itself. Feeling fairly confused by it all, he looked between the two before giving a glance to Yumi and Vegeta, \"Why not Yumi or Vegeta get him? I thought Vegeta went to get Viral anyway, why is he not here?\" It was fairly confusing, the guy coming back and acting like nothing had happened was pretty strange. He didn't really want to go and get Viral, if his friends couldn't bring him back then there probably wasn't going to be much that would be able to get him to come to the house, \"I don't think one of us going there would help…unless Kabocha and Vegeta went with Kabocha apologising for making Viral angry and dragging him further away from the house\".\n\nShu tip-toed down onto the ground when he was put down, pulling down his top a little before he looked up at Takeshi. He would wait patiently for Takeshi to hurry on in and see what's going on, he really didn't want to go and see this guy when the other woman was probably the tamest out of the pair. Staring at Takeshi, he took hold of his sweets, looking a little disappointed that he didn't actually like them, \"Really…? O-Okay, I'll keep them\", he nodded, lowering his head when his hair was ruffled before Takeshi went on to the house.\n\nHe felt quite alone once Takeshi was away from him, his eyes shifting to the house all the time but also into the sky just incase guards would drop out of the sky and tell him to back off. He'd probably get lost if he had to go on his own elsewhere, he didn't know this place at all. Slowly sitting down, he waited for Takeshi to come back, giving himself a scratch every so often either out of nervousness or being plain itchy. He'd keep the sweets for now, he didn't want to eat them all at once. It felt like Takeshi had been talking to the guy all day, his eyes still looking to the door while they talked and away again so he didn't look too nosey. Pressing his fingers together, he soon decided to take one of the sweets and eat it, sucking at it to calm his nerves.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Treat somebody...? Do I look like a therapist to you?" Kabocha sighed and rubbed at his forehead, wondering just how he was going to pull this off. Viral wasn't listening to his friends, why would he then listen to the punk that had just been fighting with him? "But at least we're familiar with PTSD, so it makes sense for one of us to be the ones to go. And I'm going out on a limb here, but it's probably best I go anyways. At the very least I'll get his attention so he'll listen to me." There was a fair bit needed to know in order to really do anything though. As they all knew PTSD was caused by some nasty events, something that really left a mark on you. I know it's got to have something to do with what was done to him, but what exactly?" "Bring Yumi with you, Viral seems to be more inclined to talk around her than anyone else." Vegeta added, turning to look at his friend. "Make Kabocha apologize if you have to, then try to get him to say something that'll help us. We can't keep dragging around trying to help him like this, we've got to figure out what is bothering him." Having Kabocha along for the ride didn't seem like a good idea at all, he butted heads just too much with Viral. An apology from the kid though was definitely needed, and maybe it would get the Beastman in a little better spirits. "All right... But don't expect any miracles from us. I mean we've all already tried talking to him." Yumi reached out and snagged Kabocha by his collar, starting to near drag him towards the back door despite protests of being handled like that. Once outside she honored his complaints and let him go, stepping back and looking up at the roof. "Viral? Are you up there? I want to talk, come down please!" Ka'shra led Takeshi right into his home, through a cluttered dining room and into a den. Leaning over and plucking a stack of sheets off of one chair he dropped it onto a small end table gesturing for the boy to sit down. "Now what are these news that you've got to share with me?" "Right! Well we went to visit Katas earlier, and before we left he asked us to run some errands for him. One of them was to stop by here and ask if you could go to his office. He's got something he wanted to share with you I think." "Share with me...? Why is that nutjob asking for me? I'm retired, I've got no stake to any of his business and I scarcely know the man." That was a terribly curious request, Ka'shra couldn't fathom a reason for it. Takeshi had to take a pause for a moment as he thought that over, trying to bide time for an answer. "It's some military tech I think, something he's hoping to give to the troops," the Saiyan answered, shrugging his shoulders. "He didn't say why, but I'd guess he wants a veterans opinion about it. Maybe to see how you think it'd be used?" "That's nothing he couldn't ask the general for, no reason to ask for me. This entire request is a waste of my time." Ka'shra was about to dismiss the Saiyan until he spoke up rather hastily. "He doesn't want the general knowing about it!" Takeshi said a bit panicked, biting his lip nervously as he was scrutinized for that. "W-Well... He said that it's a prototype and... If it fails he's worried about being in trouble for wasting resources. So uh... He figured asking you first was safer, since you're not in charge of him." Crap, there was nothing to hold over this guy like there was in the case of S'uma. Now he was stuck blowing it out of his rear trying to come up with something convincing.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Treat somebody...? Do I look like a therapist to you?\" Kabocha sighed and rubbed at his forehead, wondering just how he was going to pull this off. Viral wasn't listening to his friends, why would he then listen to the punk that had just been fighting with him? \"But at least we're familiar with PTSD, so it makes sense for one of us to be the ones to go. And I'm going out on a limb here, but it's probably best I go anyways. At the very least I'll get his attention so he'll listen to me.\" There was a fair bit needed to know in order to really do anything though. As they all knew PTSD was caused by some nasty events, something that really left a mark on you. I know it's got to have something to do with what was done to him, but what exactly?\"\n\n\"Bring Yumi with you, Viral seems to be more inclined to talk around her than anyone else.\" Vegeta added, turning to look at his friend. \"Make Kabocha apologize if you have to, then try to get him to say something that'll help us. We can't keep dragging around trying to help him like this, we've got to figure out what is bothering him.\"\n\nHaving Kabocha along for the ride didn't seem like a good idea at all, he butted heads just too much with Viral. An apology from the kid though was definitely needed, and maybe it would get the Beastman in a little better spirits. \"All right... But don't expect any miracles from us. I mean we've all already tried talking to him.\" Yumi reached out and snagged Kabocha by his collar, starting to near drag him towards the back door despite protests of being handled like that. Once outside she honored his complaints and let him go, stepping back and looking up at the roof. \"Viral? Are you up there? I want to talk, come down please!\"\n\nKa'shra led Takeshi right into his home, through a cluttered dining room and into a den. Leaning over and plucking a stack of sheets off of one chair he dropped it onto a small end table gesturing for the boy to sit down. \"Now what are these news that you've got to share with me?\"\n\n\"Right! Well we went to visit Katas earlier, and before we left he asked us to run some errands for him. One of them was to stop by here and ask if you could go to his office. He's got something he wanted to share with you I think.\"\n\n\"Share with me...? Why is that nutjob asking for me? I'm retired, I've got no stake to any of his business and I scarcely know the man.\" That was a terribly curious request, Ka'shra couldn't fathom a reason for it.\n\nTakeshi had to take a pause for a moment as he thought that over, trying to bide time for an answer. \"It's some military tech I think, something he's hoping to give to the troops,\" the Saiyan answered, shrugging his shoulders. \"He didn't say why, but I'd guess he wants a veterans opinion about it. Maybe to see how you think it'd be used?\"\n\"That's nothing he couldn't ask the general for, no reason to ask for me. This entire request is a waste of my time.\" Ka'shra was about to dismiss the Saiyan until he spoke up rather hastily.\n\n\"He doesn't want the general knowing about it!\" Takeshi said a bit panicked, biting his lip nervously as he was scrutinized for that. \"W-Well... He said that it's a prototype and... If it fails he's worried about being in trouble for wasting resources. So uh... He figured asking you first was safer, since you're not in charge of him.\" Crap, there was nothing to hold over this guy like there was in the case of S'uma. Now he was stuck blowing it out of his rear trying to come up with something convincing.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Choi gave a little shrug, a tiny smile on his face before he turned back to the cooker. At least Kabocha was being mature about all of this, even if it involved a rather testy character to work with. Choi could guess it was the experimenting he went through that caused such bad effects, the guy seemed to be a warrior at heart if he got upset over looking weak against Kabocha; then again, he didn't know whether anything else happened during the time Takeshi left them. He kind of wondered whether the kid had PTSD too, but he hadn't seen any signs of it that he was familiar with so it was a fairly questionable thing right now, \"We'll just watch over the food, it won't burn under our watch so don't worry about it! Just go help your friend before he runs off, or something\".\n\nViral was keeping his distance from the house, fair on the verge of retreating back into the forest just to stop him from feeling sick. He could always go back when they weren't cooking, but he was fair contemplating on that too when the Saiyans were all there still. Sitting in the shrubs beside the trunk of a tree, he rubbed his face slowly before his ears caught the sound of his name. Feeling a little curious to what was going on; slowly he peered out from the side of the tree, seeing Yumi yelling up at the roof thinking he was there. Feeling a little curious at first, he let out a groan when he saw Kabocha was there with her. She was probably going to force him to apologise; well, that didn't need to happen because the guy didn't do anything wrong other than show just how weak he was. Letting out a grumble he sat down again, trying to ignore their presence.\n\nShu didn't like the fact that he was outside all alone now seeing as how Takeshi had gone inside, but Shu didn't think he'd want to be in the house in the first place. The guy didn't sound very nice when he came to the door and there was an odd smell inside the place, so it definitely was best for him to stay outside rather than feel even more nervous. Looking up to the sky, he let out a sigh as he tried to relax, breathing in the odd air before he slowly fell backwards, lying down instead of sitting. It was nice being outside rather than in a little room for once, but he only hoped that Takeshi was able to find what he wanted and not end up screwing up somehow.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"I know he's out here... But where the heck did he go...?" Yumi mumbled, a frown pulling the corners of her lips down. Exhaling in a sigh she slowly rose up into the air to get a peek at the roof, and after not spotting Viral anywhere landed back on the grass. He couldn't be too terribly far, he'd come back with Vegeta after all. Glancing around the area she sniffed at the air, trying to pinpoint his scent amongst all the strange others. Amongst all of the other odors she managed to pick her friend's out, turning about and smiling brightly in the direction of the shrugs. "There you are! Why are you trying to hide from us?" Cutting across the lawn Yumi stopped shy only to make sure that she was being followed, frowning and waving for Kabocha to come with her, which he did begrudgingly. With the Saiyan at her side she looked down at where Viral was hidden, putting her hands on her hips. "Kabocha has something to say to you, don't you?" While inside and relatively safe it was easy to talk about speaking to Viral. Now that he was out here though, perfectly vulnerable to an agitated Beastman, suddenly this plan didn't seem so great. He was here though, he had little choice otherwise than to go with it. Smiling slightly when prompted the Saiyan stepped forward, slowly, and nodded his head. "Sorry for earlier..." he grumbled, not even looking in Viral's direction. Getting a smack in the arm he growled at Yumi before deciding to try again. "Look... We're not going to get along amazingly, I know that. But... I was out of line earlier, and I had no right to say anything that I did. Maybe I harbored some resentment towards you, or whatever, but I'm willing to look past that right now. There's something else I need to say too..." Diagnosis time, how would Viral take being told that something was seriously wrong with him? "The twins and I think we know what's been bugging you, I mean really bugging you. It's pretty common, but we think you've got PTSD. Know about it?" Ka'shra wasn't fond of this little messenger, he seemed nervous and a slight tick idiotic. First impressions meant a lot and so far the little Saiyan was doing a poor job of it. "So he's trying to surprise the general with his latest toy, is he? And I'm meant to be a guinea pig of sorts...?" Shaking his head a bit the old Kaesstrian smiled slightly, rubbing at his forehead. So this is what he had been reduced to, an adviser of sorts. "I will not lie, I've been curious as to what's been going on. I suppose I can come take a look, if he's that desperate for my input. He's at his office, yes?" "Yes sir, he told us that he'd be there for a while, but he'd prefer if you can get there as soon as possible." Okay, so they had the man going to Katas' place, but they still needed information. The fact alone he'd managed to convince Ka'shra of that much allowed him a sigh of relief, leaning back in his seat with a meek smile. There was more to be asked though if they wanted this to be worthwhile. "Katas mentioned it was for the war, though not exactly what it was. From what I gathered he was eager about it though, like it can get you a big advantage or something. I'm guessing you're hopeful for the war to end too?" "End...? Yes, I suppose you could say that. I'm just hoping that our goal here is successful, we're putting a lot of weight on the chances of it working in our favor." "What is the end goal of the war exactly?" Takeshi asked, looking to the retired general. "I mean... I'm guessing its to get the energy, yeah? Develop the cities more. That's got to be a big order to fill. Have you been advising what's been going on? I can't see one person handling all of this themselves, seems like a lot of work." Ka'shra shook his head again, looking at Takeshi amused. "I'm retired boy, or are you deaf? No, I've very little input in how things are carried out. I offer advice when asked, but its the general who keeps everything together. The man is a visionary, he'll lead our people to the future and to greatness. Soon we'll be among the races traveling the stars, and it all begins with getting the power to do that." The general, realizing he was rambling slightly shook his head, going over to where he'd placed the papers earlier and scooping the sheets back up. "I really must get back to work, and you've had your question. Go right ahead and show yourself out boy, we're done here." "Oh yes we are..." Takeshi mumbled under his breath, grinning as he pushed himself up from the seat. He couldn't believe it, the old coot had just given them exactly what they wanted. Nearly laughing on his way to the door the Saiyan threw a wave over his shoulder as he stepped outside. The general, the jerk who had been yanking their chain this whole time, he was honestly surprised. That guy hadn't come across as one who could pull an operation like this, he just seemed like too much a fighter and not a thinker. When he got back out to Shu he spotted his brother laid out on the grass. Still grinning Takeshi leaned over his brother, reaching down and booping his nose. "And we're all done. Ready to go stop by the house?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Yes we were talking about you,\" Yumi said quickly, deciding to step in. \"But about helping you. They're trying to make it up to us by using what they know to help Viral, that's all. No funny business, I promise. And I'm the one that put Kabocha up to this, so if you're going to be mad at someone be mad at me.\" He'd been defensive before, but now he was really getting on edge. If he attacked them she would have to restrain her friend, it was all that could be done to prevent a fight from breaking out. With a tentative smile she held her hands up defensively, taking a small step towards the Beastman. \"Come on... Just hear him out, please? He and the twins are really onto something.\"\n\nHopefully having Yumi here would prove to help things. Kabocha certainly knew he couldn't keep Viral calm, not after their interactions. All that was keeping him from being attacked was this girl, and even she was looking to have a challenge of it. He'd agreed to come out and do this of his own volition, and damned be if he turned around just for getting spooked a bit. \"You're suffering from PTSD, Viral. It happens to a lot of soldiers, and it's definitely nothing to be ashamed about. A lot of our Elites have gone through it before at some point, and that includes you. Now I'm not trained to help you with it, but I kind of know what to do, so if you'll hear me out...\" Man, what in the hell am I doing, Kabocha asked himself. He was no shrink, and really this was no issue for him to be tackling. Sighing and mentally kicking himself the Saiyan put on as passive a look as he could, offering a small smile. \"Whatever was done to you is making you act like this. If we can find a way to block those thoughts then you'll get better. Tell me, you want to be better, yeah? You want the voices or whatever to go away?\"\n\nTakeshi was feeling mighty triumphant right about now after having successfully gotten what they needed. Stupid old man, he mused, letting that kind of information go. They'd need to pass it on to either Katas or to the Queen directly, depending on where they wanted to go. Grinning at Shu as he sprung to his feet the older boy flashed a thumbs up, nodding his head. \"Couldn't have gone better really, I think we're all done!\" A huge bulk of stress had just been taken off of his shoulders, and boy what a relief it was. They'd gotten what they needed before anything bad happened, and saved who knows how many lives. With a cheerful chuckle Takeshi walked back towards the edge of the property, stopping just at it and pointing over his shoulder with a thumb at his back. \"Come on little buddy, let's go have some lunch! Then we can take a load off and play for a bit if you want!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral didn't like how he was being confronted, he wasn't exactly ready for such a thing and was feeling uneasy about it all. Looking between Yumi and Kabocha, he glared in mild confusion and distraught with every intent to try and get away from them if they got too close to him. Yumi still stank of food and it was just making him feel completely off, then there was Kabocha approaching him and calling him out for having some mental problem, \"Why would you do this to me?\" he questioned Yumi, staring up at her, \"Why can't anyone here just leave me alone with my own thoughts?\"\n\nHe was fair bit annoyed at always being caught out like this, now he was being accused of having something he didn't quite understand. He didn't know all of these terms, he never did research anything like that and to him it sounded a bit insulting. Letting out a low growl, he backed up against the tree as he looked to Kabocha, feeling cornered. Of course having something unknown along with everything else was something to be ashamed of, he was supposed to be a hardy warrior and not affected by things like that. He just wanted to get out of here so badly, his eyes on Kabocha in a somewhat unfocused gaze as if he was staring right through him, \"What? The voices…how are you-…what could you possibly do to help me? You barely know me…besides; I can deal with my own problems myself. I appreciate the…'effort' you put into this…but I'm better off remaining by myself\".\n\nShu gave a quick nod to Takeshi, smiling a little before he looked towards the house, \"I hope it's all okay…I'd hate for something bad to happen…\" he mumbled, soon looking back to Takeshi with a smile, \"I'm glad that we're all done for now, I'm just worried about what will happen now\". Following after Takeshi as they left, he looked back curiously at the place, just wondering if the guy had actually gotten suspicious or was just truly under complete confidence that they were still on their side. Letting out a sigh, he tried to focus on the future and getting food, \"Uh huh…lunch! Luuuuunch…it's a funny word…huh? Play? Yeah! We can play after lunch! I want to eat and then play and then visit! That would make me happy…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Because it's your thoughts that are causing this in the first place,\" Kabocha pointed out with a sigh. \"Seriously, did you listen to a word I was saying?\" Advancing slowly towards Viral the Saiyan had to abrupt stop himself as the Beastman pressed up against the tree, seeming rather uneasy now. Was the Commander not familiar with PTSD either? Unbelievable, him of all people he'd have thought would know. Kabocha could now see why the others had been having difficulty with this, there was very little cooperation on Viral's part here. \"Post Traumatic Stress Disorder,\" the Saiyan continued, crossing his arms, \"Common among people who've gone through traumatic events. In other words, it's normal and nothing to be ashamed of, it can happen to anyone. And to help you...\" Again came the glaring issue that aside from knowing WHAT it was, he really didn't know how to fix it. It had been one of those subjects you heard in the messhall or in passing, but he'd never thought to get the details of it. Shaking his head and growling at himself in frustration Kabocha gave Viral a hard look. \"You have PTSD, there's no doubt about it. And there are ways to help it, we just need to figure it out. Staying on your own like this is only going to make things fester, you're worse off for hiding.\"\n\nTakeshi was elated to be done with it all finally, now he could focus on things closer to home. Namely the young boy at his back, who he'd really sort of been neglecting aside from a few supportive words. \"Everything from here on out is going to work just fine buddy, the worst of it is over.\" They could wash their hands of this war at least, as soon as they passed on the information it'd hopefully be brought to an end. And maybe they'd spend one last day on Kaesstra, if only to see how everything went. Glancing down at his stomach as it growled Takeshi smiled sheepishly, putting his hands on his tummy. \"I guess it's a weird word? And yeah, we'll do all that. I bet everyone's itching to know how things went, so we should hurry back!\" On that cue he began to jog towards the house, throwing a grin over his shoulder in Shu's direction. \"I'll race you back home!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was having a pretty difficult time actually taking it into acceptance, probably because it was Kabocha of all people saying it to him. He didn't even know where to start, he was probably supposed to react somehow but he just wasn't and couldn't get around to doing it. Staring up at Kabocha, he gave him a fairly focused glare as if he was intimidating him just by calling him out on his problems, his eyes looking away slowly as his mind raced, feeling a little insulted that it was a disorder. He didn't want to see himself as crazy, but after what happened on the cold planet it was definitely a possibility that he truly was. Slowly pulling himself up with a paw pressed against the tree, he kept a hard glare on Kabocha, \"You're certainly quick and ready to try and help me…just why?\" he questioned him, not enjoying feeling cornered, \"I'm sure I can get over it myself. I'm not going to the house either when it stinks like that, so head on back to the house and I'll stay here…got it?\"\n\nShu felt pretty hungry, but only now that he had been relieved of a massive amount of pressure had been lifted off his shoulders for now. It would probably come back, but he didn't have to worry about that until something happened. There would probably be fight after all this, but hopefully his friends would be okay after it unless they protected them well. Nodding quickly before walking after Takeshi, only to start jogging when Takeshi started to, \"I guess! Maybe they'll like that we did something good today\", he said quickly, trying to keep up with Takeshi's slow jog. Looking to him when the challenge for a race came up, Shu smiled before immediately bending forward, running forward with a quick push, \"Okay! I'll get there! I'll get there!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Because... Our group is only as good as it's members... And with you like this we're all being put in trouble." Apparently not the nicest way to phrase it as Kabocha was given a hard shoulder to the ribs. Cursing under his breath the Saiyan rubbed his side, shooting Yumi a look before smiling slightly. "I mean... We've all got to be on top of our game to keep moving on, and that means everyone, including you. I don't want to see any one of us be left behind or feel like they're a burden, so I want to help get you back on your feet." Being courteous was a change of pace, one that Kabocha was having a rather difficult time adapting to. Groaning when Viral argued he was fine on his own the Saiyan put his face in his hands before running them through his hair, inhaling and exhaling to calm himself. "No, you're not. PTSD isn't something you "get over" or "deal with alone". There are some things in this world that people just can't do alone, and this is one of them. Seriously, you want to know what I think?" Kabocha asked, lowering his hands and returning Viral's glare. "I think that you're an incredible warrior and one hell of a fighter, or you can be. But only if you get over this pride or whatever and let someone help you. You were the biggest concern about going to Earth initially, did you know that? And many of the Elites did and still do fear you. But if they saw you like this think they would? If you want to get your strength back you need to let someone who knows what's going on help you!" "Of course they'll like it! We helped save people, what's not to like?" Takeshi grinned broadly as their race started, watching Shu dart off ahead of him. He knew his brother was faster, but in a busy city where they had to avoid things he was curious to see just how much that speed helped. "I'm going to beat you! And when I do I'm going to tickle you until you wet yourself!" he shouted, laughing despite the various confused looks from Kaesstrians. From his jog Takeshi took off into a sprint, certainly slower than Shu's but in all rights still quick. Weaving through crowds of unexpecting people and even leaping over a stand he kept his eyes trained on his brother's back, trying as best he could to catch up. Running as they were they'd be home in mere moments, but it was a fun little competition nonetheless.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"So you're a monster because of what other people have said...?\" Yumi asked, looking at Viral and frowning disapprovingly. With a shake of her head she sighed, looking down at the dirt as she dragged a finger through the soil idly. \"They only saw a little part of you, that's nothing to judge someone off of. People have bad sides to them, that goes for everyone. It just happens that some have seen only your bad side, but I know there's more to you than that.\" Offering a tentative smile she kept quiet for a moment, trying not to get overly worked up and inadvertantly upset Viral in the process. \"Vegeta and I don't think you're a monster, and we've known you all our lives practically. Neither of the boys see you as a monster, and soon enough neither will Kai, Choi or Kabocha. They'll all realize that you're far more than that form you have, and that it doesn't define you. What you're worried about is a very vocal minority, I think... People whose opinions really shouldn't matter.\"\n\nWhile nice to get a little insight into Viral's thoughts it was also fairly unsettling. There was a lot going on in his mind, a lot of things that she wasn't thrilled to know. It helped their cause, sure, but some of the things he pondered definitely weren't healthy. \"There's just as many people that want you alive, you know... Even more I'm sure. You're only looking at the bad, but if you took just a second to see the rest then you'd be happier...\" Yumi rubbed at her forehead and shut her eyes, feeling a spell of minor depression coming on from this talk. It was draining, really to go on like this. If she felt this poorly from such a brief conversation she couldn't even guess at how the Beastman was feeling. \"What about Shu? Or Takeshi? Or even someone like Goku or... Heck even me.\" Yumi looked at Viral carefully, turning her entire body to face him before looking down at her hands in her lap. \"They all have the Oozaru... And I'm a Beastman now too... How do we know that I don't have a form like yours?\" she asked, looking up at him. \"If you're a monster for that then we're all monsters too! And... And that means you're not alone!\"\n\nTakeshi couldn't help but grin, enjoying his brother's excitement. His enthusiasm was fun to watch, even if he was fairly uninformed on the matter at hand. Showing that much interest in something though was definitely good, it meant he'd be willing to work towards it. \"If we can get a hold of Goku I'm sure he'd be willing to teach us,\" the older boy remarked. Reaching out he put a hand on Shu's head gently, trying to keep him from bouncing around in his seat too much, giving his hair a good ruffle. \"When we go see T'charrl we'll ask about seeing Goku, and then if that works maybe we'll get a lesson. It won't be easy learning it though, so you sure you want to try? I mean we still need to try teach you how to fly, and basic Ki control.\" Come to think of it there was quite a fair bit that Shu needed to learn before they could really move along, basic things really. Taking his hand back Takeshi snatched up the last bit of his food, munching on it cheerfully as he leaned back in his seat. \"Ah... That was good!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral stared at her, feeling almost annoyed when she didn't fully understand just what exactly he was trying to say. She could annoy him by doing that, it made him feel as if he was stupid for even thinking that. That's probably all that it was; a bunch of stupid thoughts that were being completely over exaggerated. He felt stupid, looking away slightly from her as he let out a sigh, \"Vegeta already called me out when he was angry. It doesn't matter that 'he only said that because he was upset' either\", he spoke, feeling annoyed and showing it in his gaze away from her, \"You have to stop hiding the fact that you're annoyed over what I'm saying too. If you're angry at me, then just be it. It's just what it feels like to me\".\n\nWhile he knew Yumi was trying to help, what she was saying was probably going in the opposite direction to what she wanted it to be. There was definitely not that many people who wanted him alive, especially when every single one of his opponents wanted him dead apart from when they went to collect him and the others. He didn't have any family, he'd never have any family or know what it's like to have one so he couldn't imagine that either. Feeling worse than he did when he retreated into the forest, he let out a groan before giving Yumi a side glance when she spoke again, this time talking about the others. Staring at her as she slowly moved herself around, he kept a still expression as he looked up and down her before it changed slightly at the thought. He had a part in her becoming a Beastman too, but what was worse was she questioned the possibility that she could change into a creature of destruction like he could. It was all his fault; if she did change too then it was even worse that he had been captured in the first place. Pressing his hand against the tree, he slowly tried to push himself back up to his feet, his expression looking fairly distressed, \"Don't say that…\" he muttered, shaking his head, \"What they do is natural…but-…you should go and eat your food before it gets cold…\"\n\nShu did wonder if it was something that he could be taught, the very thought of instantly teleporting around just pleased him beyond anything he could imagine. He would be able to go anywhere he knew about, he just needed to know the trick to doing such a thing. Feeling overly excited with food still on his plate, he stopped bouncing when Takeshi placed a hand on his head, his eyes looking up at him as he smiled happily, \"Yeah! I hope it's okay if we ask\", he spoke, giving a little nod, \"I'll learn those things too easily…maybe easily. I learned before, right? I just need to learn a little bit more…right?\" It was certainly a lot to think about, but he'd definitely give it all a chance and see how things go. Eating the rest of his food, he licked at his fingers once he was all done, feeling fairly satisfied, \"Yum yum! It was good…so yummy…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"No... Viral... I'm not annoyed with you, or angry," Yumi pouted, "I'm upset, yes. But it's because I'm worried about you. I'm not blaming you for anything and how I'm feeling isn't your fault either. I just... I just want you to feel better is all." If he had been like this since being freed then it may be impossible to undo the damage by now. That was a terrifying prospect, one she desperately hoped did not come to fruition. Things just didn't work like that, and maybe it was a little naive of her to think of it that way. They'd all reuinted after a year of separation and hardship though, if that could happen then Viral could certainly be happy again. Looking at him tentatively as he rose she did the same, biting her lip and averting her gaze for a moment. "Natural by whose standards...?" she whispered, not content with simply walking off to eat. Giving Viral a hopeful look she remained as she was, twisting her fingers nervously. "To humans it's unnatural, and there are plenty of other transformations that seem weird to one person, but it's normal to another... My point is that it is natural, to you. It's rare, that's all. Everything about you is natural, it just happens to be different. How can anything about you be unnatural when everything comes from nature? All the animals, the people, all of it makes up you." Takeshi couldn't see a reason why T'charrl wouldn't contact Goku, if it was possible. Especially if it were to help his friends, that fact alone seemed like all the incentive the lonely prince might need to carry through with the request. Taking a pause to settle Shu down the Saiyan smiled amused, relaxing in his own seat now that he was finished. "You used to know all of it," Takeshi confirmed, giving a nod of his head. "And you'll learn it all again no problem. Know why? Because you're my little brother, and if you get anything from me it's my skill to learn techniques." "Because he definitely doesn't have your ego." Takeshi flushed a soft red at the comment, eyes narrowing as he looked over at Kabocha expectantly. Instead his squadmate had a smirk on his face, gesturing over to Vegeta who was looking mighty proud of himself. He'd been called out and what's worse had no real rebuttal besides a soft, "Shut up..." Wrinkling his nose as the others chuckled he focused on Shu, smiling a bit as he stacked their plates together to be cleaned. "It was yummy, yeah. And we can practice all of that as soon as everything is taken care of. I'm guessing we probably won't be leaving here today." "Depends on the fallout of what you've done," Vegeta said, standing up from his seat. Grabbing all of the empty plates he carried them to the sink, setting them along the rim and turning on the water to begin washing them off. "Even given that everything you two did goes smoothly there'll be a lot of activity in the city, and elsewhere on the planet for that matter. If it gets too bad and we can't even relax then we're just as well to leave before things get bothersome." Gods only know what may happen when this war came to an end. It seemed strange to even call it a war, now that he thought it over. Since their arrival there'd been no conflict, at least none they'd seen. Strange that these people could be on the precipice and yet there hadn't been a single strike made on either group.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Kai didn't really know what to suggest, nor did Choi know what he was supposed to say. Choi didn't know much about things like that and just kept his problems to himself while Kai just wasn't qualified to try and suggest anything that could be done. Neither of the twins had education, they had learned everything just from picking it up. Kai letting out a sigh, he turned around once Vegeta had taken the plates, looking between Yumi and Vegeta before he shrugged a little, \"Hmm yeah, just think of it this way; there's something out there that's beyond mental manipulation and just trying to talk it out of him\", he spoke, \"It was probably not a good idea telling him about it, anyway. Would you like to be told you have a mental issue that was a hindrance? You could always drug him up? Maybe he just needs a break?\"\n\nChoi looked between the group, feeling a little lost but now caught up that the others had caught onto the fact that Viral had PTSD. It should had been fairly obvious, but then again they probably hadn't had the time to observe him compared to all the other reports of Viral being out in the field. He was often sadistic and cruel, causing more destruction than what was needed and stressing out when things didn't go his way; now that Viral was down, however, that sociopath had disappeared and was now depressed that he couldn't find that strength anymore with flashbacks haunting him without using violence as a mask to hide it. Scratching his head slowly, he frowned a little before sitting up properly, \"If we could find a doctor from the Empire, then we could possibly find a cure for him?\" he asked before slouching again, scratching his head, \"But that'd mean infiltration and what not too…and where? The ship we came from is heavily armed and large and then there's the nearest planet which is a hell of a lot farther away…heh, maybe Kabocha knows better\".\n\nViral's little burst of anger had hardly brought him any comfort, his mind still buzzing and everything feeling like a giant weight on his shoulders and pushing him down very quickly. He didn't know what he was supposed to do, he really needed to go elsewhere than have to feel guilty over Yumi. He didn't mean to upset her, he didn't even know what he did but now she was going to be unhappy for the rest of the day despite being quite happy before he was called down. Letting out a groan as he slowly rubbed his head, a voice not too far away distracted him completely as he turned around. It was Takeshi, probably just coming back from his little mission and feasted on whatever Yumi had made inside. He couldn't be bothered with this, but maybe it was just going to be a simple question instead of something that was only going to demean him further. Grumbling, he moved away from his spot, going towards Takeshi's voice, \"What do you want, Takeshi…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I was really hoping to do this without drugs...\" Vegeta mumbled, frowning as he set the last of the dishes aside. With a cloth in hand he began to wipe his hands and arms down, leaning up against the counter he looked over at Yumi sympathetically. She was trying to cheer Viral up and clearly it hadn't worked out. There was no ill will towards Viral for upsetting Yumi, it wasn't his fault. It wasn't as easy as giving Viral just a break either, if it were then they'd have done it long ago. From Kai's suggestion came something from Choi, certainly a better idea. Or it would have been until the idea of finding a doctor from the Saiyan Empire was brought up. \"Look at how many of us there are, you expect us to be capable of attacking anything on our own? Your ship would be the easier of the two to ransack, but we don't even know what kind of manpower there is on that thing. What if we walked into a trap?\" The worst possible thing came out of that conversation, the idea that Kabocha would have some clue what to do. Blinking in disbelief Vegeta turned to the boy in question, sneering slightly as he crossed his arms. \"Oh really? So you'd know what to do to find us a doctor then? I'd love to hear this.\"\n\nKabocha had been pacing himself with his meal, not even done by the time that he was dragged into the conversation. Holding up a finger he hastily scarfed down the last of his meal, cheeks bulging to the brim as he tried to get the rest of it down. \"Ah... That was tasty... And yeah, I might have a plan in mind.\" Rising from his seat he took his plate to the sink, meaning to drop it in and leave it but instead watching as Vegeta snatched it to clean it. Shrugging his shoulders he looked to the twins, smiling knowingly. \"Most of the people on there with us were soldiers, probably not much stronger than these bugs here. I think there was a commanding officer on board, but he's still weaker than us.\" Tapping at his chin thoughtfully he went through the personnel list in his mind, trying to take into account everyone on board. \"The big question is what do we do with everyone onboard if we take it? I'd imagine that with everyone of us fighting hijacking the thing should be a cakewalk. There's a lot of people onboard though, and since no one here is too keen on murder we'd have to find somewhere to drop them all.\" Therein was the real problem, emptying the ship. There were a few escape vessels available, he supposed worse case scenario they could force everyone into those. \"Kai, Choi? What do you think about cramming them into escape pods? It'd mean we won't have any, but that might just clear it for us.\"\n\n\"Viral? Come out will you?\" Takeshi called, cupping his hands around his mouth. \"Sheesh... Where the heck did he go?\" he wondered, taking a look around them. The area wasn't that dense with vegetation, it ought to be simple to spot him. Finally a reply came though, and Takeshi turned to see Viral coming out of where he had been sitting. \"I wanted to ask you something, if it's okay? I was wondering if you'd like to come with us to see the Queen.\" It was a touch of an odd request seeing as Viral hadn't been there before. Then again Takeshi hadn't been the first time either, and getting in hadn't been too difficult. With the news they had too chances were that the guards wouldn't care who showed up at their door at this point. Before Viral could reply the Saiyan figured he'd argue his point a bit more, as his idea wasn't terribly convincing. \"I just figured you might want to do something besides sitting around, you know? Taking a walk through the forest might be a nice change of pace.\" Smiling he folded his hands behind his head, giving a soft chuckle. \"Plus if we're coming back here to get the guy responsible there'll probably be some fighting. Want to bash some skulls?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Kai and Choi just remained in silence as Vegeta and Kabocha spoke, not seeing any reason to interject at all. They were on a good path with this, but from the sounds of it Kabocha was planning on getting rid of all the soldiers from the ship. It was a large ship, near enough an entire base encased in tough armour and weapons with speed higher than their pods; if they spotted suspicions with their pods, then the ship would likely leave very quickly. It all sounded fairly risky, they'd only get one chance at such a thing and even then where exactly were they going to send so many soldiers. Kai scratched as his head as Choi looked off towards his brother, giving him a fairly curious look before Kai eventually spoke up again, \"There's an awful lot of them, but it might be possible. Where would you want them sent, though?\" he asked Kabocha, walking on back to the table and sitting down, \"The ship has everything that's needed, sure, but how do we pull off something like that…? Are any of you tacticians? You've got to think before you simply decide to commandeer a ship like that\".\n\nViral didn't really have any clue what Takeshi was going to ask him, it could be related to Yumi being upset or someone had spoken about his problem. He didn't want either to had happened, he was already angry that he had succumbed to something so simple and extremely pissed off that he had upset Yumi to such a degree. Emerging from his place, he gave Takeshi a hard staring at, spotting Shu around behind him as Takeshi spoke, sounding as if he was oblivious to what all the problems were. Giving him a good staring at before looking away with a quick glance, giving a very brief thought over the proposal, \"…Fine. I'll go. It was getting boring here, anyway\", he spoke, looking elsewhere completely, \"I am not sure if I'll fight. I highly doubt I am allowed to 'bash some skulls' without supervision…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"How the heck should I know?" Kabocha asked, shrugging his shoulders. It was a hefty order, getting rid of a few dozen bodies. Ideally the only person they'd need to keep on the ship would be the doctor, the rest were expendable. A big downside of not killing them too was the chance of one running off to send word to the king of the hijacked ship. Though finding out was probably inevitable they were better off the longer they could fly under the radar. "And no, I'm really not a tactician. I'd say just bust into the hangar and fight our way in, we can probably overpower everyone inside easily enough. I don't see there really being anything on there as an obstacle, we were the strongest there after all." Hell, a single one of them might be able to take it on their own, though it'd certainly take quite some time. Not only that, but doors and corridors could be sealed off, the only solution without hacking being to blast them. Causing damage to the ship was bad for obvious reasons, as breaching the hull by accident could make it completely useless. "What if we have Takeshi and Viral come up with a strategy?" Kabocha mused, looking at the rest of the group. "I mean come on guys, he wasn't that bad of a leader when we had him, he knew his stuff. Between him and the Beastman we ought to be able to get something going." Viral didn't seem terribly enthusiastic about having visitors, not even Shu. Happy about it or not he heard out what had to be said, even offering an agreeable reply in exchange. "Wait... Really?" Takeshi asked dumbfounded, for a second not believing he'd been given a yes by the Beastman. Once it set in he grinned, clasping his hands together and giving a nod of his head. "It won't get boring there, I promise. Nothing can be worse than just sitting here." Well plenty could be worse, the Saiyan mused. Looking back at Shu he flashed his brother a smile before walking over in Viral's direction to lead him off. "Supervision? What the hell would you need that for? If there's someone to fight you fight them, its as simple as that." Were Yumi and Vegeta keeping this guy on a leash or something? Seriously, having ask permission to fight was just absurd, he wondered where Viral got that idea. Fighting may even be good for the guy, Takeshi hoped so anyways. It'd restore some of his confidence in himself if he knocked a few heads together. "Ready to get moving then?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Double Post. To be deleted.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Kai gave Yumi a staring at before he nodded, \"I guess you're right with that\". Takeshi was probably still the same old guy that they knew over the year, it was probably a longshot that it was all an act and all that killing and what not was just because he was in a mood from not seeing his brother. Not thinking much of it anymore, he looked back to Yumi as she spoke up about Shu with a look of curiosity on his face that was sure to stick. He had no idea what was with that kid, he was almost creepy and being timid like that was just as bad. Saiyans were supposed to be fighters, not little cowards who didn't want to get into a fight at all, \"Just timid? Nothing more than that?\" he questioned, shifting a little in his chair, \"He's pretty hairy too…it's strange\". Casting that thought aside for a bit, he frowned a little when Yumi suggested they'd do something only for his eyes to go to his brother and back again, \"We just have to wait, that's all. There's barely anything we can do right now until Takeshi gets back so that maybe we can see if he's able to bring our parents here…otherwise, I don't know what you'd want to do about us\".\n\nViral could only watch as Shu got the light of day knocked straight out of him, the soldiers ready to kill the boy once and for all. Making one last movement forward, the force of the blade being yanked straight out of him caused a fair portion of blood to spill as the soldiers took their leave with him. Slowly lowering his head, his energy simply drained before he slowly looked back up at Shu, the pain causing his vision to fade as he struggled to move to help; however, it soon turned out he didn't even need to move. Takeshi had finally made a move, Viral feeling a moment of confusion before things suddenly got hectic. Takeshi was quickly doing what Viral was struggling to try and do the moment he got into battle, killing the soldiers off fairly quickly.\n\nGargling a low growl, he watched as Takeshi quickly slaughtered the aliens that dared attack them with such haste, but Viral was still confused to why they had even targeted him. Maybe they didn't want him alive on their planet specifically, maybe it was something else he just wasn't familiar with that was going on. Slowly lifting his arm to stare at the large gash, he was put off by the noise of one of the soldiers dropping into the trees. He could only let out a half-hearted grown at the sound of it, his foot still trying to move itself to get to the crumpled boy on the ground. He should really check to see if the boy was going to live, he didn't matter all that much. He could barely move, the sword had damaged his body enough to disable him.\n\nStaring down at his broken body, his attention was taken back to the double-image that could only be Takeshi gradually coming out of his little temper to check on Shu finally, only to get the slightest of glances himself with barely an expression to it. Looking down at himself, he slowly moved his hand from his abdomen and stared at the blood, opening his mouth to speak only to Takeshi to speak first. It was cold, his reaction barely worth noting before he went to have a look at his brother. He was just a shoulder shrug worth of an exchange, it was hardly a big deal that he was in agony and bleeding out while a bump on the head was a bigger concern. Slowly placing his hand back to his wound, the anger from his rejection only rising up to the surface as the words repeated themselves in his head.\n\nThat was what those people said to him whenever they did something to him, their concern for his well-being and what he might be feeling during the ordeal being hardly a concern to them at all. What should it matter anyway, it shouldn't ever be a concern; it was just a few gaping wounds and blood, it'll heal. Slowly looking off into the other direction, his attention soon went back to Takeshi as he tried to get Shu to wake up again in a poor attempt to find some reaction from the boy. Glaring at him for a moment, his expression changing slightly to a solemn one, \"Don't touch him\", he grunted, his speech slightly slurred, \"He's fine! Like he'd be happy with what you did, though…you who let logs defeat you. How…brilliant. You've also made a mess too…it's just a 'lovely' place to die, isn't it…? You should check for bleeding…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi didn't know what to do with Shu when he got to him, still coming down from a bit of a manic rage to think clearly. In perhaps a rather large lapse of judgement he opted to give the boy a small shake, though immediately stopped when Viral spoke to him. Looking at his brother's unconscious form it was all he could do to keep from panicking, retracting his hand and sighing somberly. If he had been paying attention then that fight never even would have broken out and everything would be fine. Out of a whim he placed two fingers on Shu's neck, not that surprised to find a strong heartbeat. "Just unconscious..." he mumbled, holding his brother in a sad gaze. The Beastman had a bit more to say by the sounds of it, and while taunting it was perfectly deserved. The last bit stung particularly, making him feel like proper trash. Shu was okay, so the older boy picked himself up and went back to where his friend lay. Come to think of it did he even have the right to call Viral such a thing? "I'm sorry... I panicked..." Takeshi said lamely, kneeling before Viral. Too distraught over his own folly and the condition of the others he didn't say any more, instead opting to try and tend to Viral's wounds. Though his paw was in the way it was evident it was a pretty good wound. His shirt was soaked in blood and even if he was healing pressure had to be put on it to keep him from bleeding out. They needed some kind of tourniquet or temporary bandage, something to hold until they got back to the house. Back to his feet Takeshi went to the closest fallen Kaesstrian, looking him over for any sort of first aid. Aside from the clothing which would work there was nothing remotely like bandages. Not satisfied with just that the Saiyan made it a point to check every single body. For the most part it was weapons and tools, smoke bombs, and other curious little items. After a fair amount of sifting through their belongings he happened across a small bag one had hidden on their back. Inspecting its contents he found bandages, a jar of some kind of green jelly like substance and a few splints. "Let me cover up your wound for you..." He wasn't entirely certain what the gel was, but could guess it was either disinfectant or some kind of anesthesia, either way it would be helpful. Opening the bag he placed it on the ground, laying out the contents carefully. With the jar in hand he cracked it open, sniffing at it carefully to make certain that it wasn't poisonous. Assured it was safe he unraveled a fair amount of the bandages, carefully applying the gel to a portion of it that would lie over the wound itself. "I need you to lift your hand for me so I can apply this." Takeshi said, stating the obvious. In his mind he was going over the steps for treating wounds, scarcely recalling what he was shown with the Saiyans. Apply pressure, make sure the blood flow is stopped, and if possible raise the wound so blood doesn't get to it. The last one was nigh impossible, meaning they may have to just sit here for a moment. "Keep talking to me, you've got to stay awake."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Eslaria was grateful that fight had gone as well as it did. If she had to be frank she'd expected a fair bit more difficulty considering who they were up against, though it seemed all the talk behind the general's elite forces was just that. It would have been nice if they hadn't had to take so many lives today, it was a shame when someone on either side of this war had to pay the ultimate price. Then again these men were likely amongst the most unwaveringly loyal to their cause, any chance of talking it out would have been moot. No longer being attacked it was finally time to assess what had happened, and see to their fallen heroes. It astonished the Queen that they'd been taken down so brutally, being vaguely familiar with the strength of Saiyans by what she had heard. It certainly had to have been an ambush to do this much damage, the damned cowards. Eslaria glanced at Takeshi for a moment, essentially the only one still coherent and conscious at this point, though even that seemed questionable as medicine began to work its magic. Dishearteningly Shu looked to be out cold, goodness knows what damage had been caused to put him in that situation. Lastly there was the curious man with them, someone she hadn't seen before. In his brief exchange T'charrl had been frightened by a sudden lashing out, retreating instead to his friend's aid. The man looked to be running on instinct, probably not quite all there from bloodloss.\n\nAgainst her son's warning the Queen approached Viral, going so far as to check his wound as he lay there. Unlike when T'charrl checked him he did not lash out at her, though in a hazy state he did question her. \"I'm saying you're brave, and you have my admiration.\" Eslaria explained, smiling gently. There were times to be hard, as she normally was, and then there were times for sympathy; this was one of such times. A man as wounded as this had still tried to help his friend, clearly having dragged himself through the dirt towards Shu. That garnered a great deal of respect and deserved recognition. \"I am Eslaria, I'm the queen of Kaesstria. Or rather, my sect of it. The men behind me are my husband, Garesh, and our captain Katas. And this...\" she paused, reaching over to put an arm around T'charrl to pull him close. \"Is my son, Prince T'charrl. We're friends of Shu and Takeshi.\" By association, she hoped, they were allied with this man as well. She couldn't feel any energy like her son, but there was enough power from Viral's presence alone to recognize he was a strong warrior. Fierce too, judging by how easily he'd frightened the prince. Eying the hasty bandages wrapped around Viral's waist the Queen released her son, looking at the Beastman carefully. \"Will you allow us to treat your wound? We can clean it and bandage it. I'll be fair to warn you though, it'll sting.\"\n\n\"Katas...? Help me over there will you?\" Takeshi asked, looking up to the man. He'd wanted help walking really, and being picked up and cradled instead made him flush indignantly. Not quite in the state to protest he let himself be moved over, gesturing groggily to be set down with his friend and brother. It felt a little better to be on the ground, and whatever T'charrl had given him had made the wounds stop bleeding quite so bad. There was still the matter of five knives sticking out of him like a pin cushion. Once removed, he reflected grimly, he was liable to bleed again. Gritting his teeth slightly as he fought to sit up he looked over at Shu's still unmoving form, feeling a lump forming in his throat. He was alive, that much was apparent, but what damage had been done to him? Feeling tears prickling at his eyes the Saiyan turned his head away, instead facing Viral somberly. \"Thank you Viral... For trying to help him...\" he whispered, sniffling slightly. He'd been such an idiot, not paying attention. That ambush should have been obvious, and why had he stepped again after setting off a trap? At the moment it felt like this outcome was his fault. They all may be alive, but they were most certainly worse for wear. \"Seriously... Thanks.\" He may not have made it to Shu, but as far as Takeshi was concerned the effort to do so was just as valuable. It might embarrass or annoy the Beastman to hear it, but right now the boy was indebted to him. \"T'charrl...? When you're done with that... Can we get these two home? I need to get to the general... He's going to pay for this.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral wanted nothing more than to be able to stand on his own two feet again; to lay so helplessly on the ground was the lowest point he could get to without having the blade still protruding from his stomach. It had gone completely through, it was a wonder that he was still alive. His unique body did make surviving otherwise fatal injuries possible, but it was still a very small possibility and whether he'd last any longer was a mystery. With as much concentration as he could muster as the Queen spoke to him, he slowly looked back at her as she introduced herself, his eyes looking to the two aliens behind her before to her son to whom looked a little frightened still.\n\nAll of it was so strange, but he was probably going to end up having to be with them a little longer if he was to survive and with the offer to help him in the air he was positive that would be the case. Opening his mouth to speak, he hesitated a moment before inadvertently let out a groan, his eyes shutting momentarily, \"I care not if it stings…I've felt worse…\" he spoke, finally coming to grips with what was being said, \"It runs right through me. If I had any possible shred of honour left for what had happened…I would have asked you to just put me out of my miserable existence…\"\n\nT'charrl was frightened, but he also frowned when Viral spoke. The bad energy he had felt had not been an off reaction, but rather something that was constantly changing and was now in a fairly sorry state. It had been so aggressive before and on the verge of changing into something worse, but now it was down to the ground and almost cowering like a frightened animal. Tilting his head a little, he looked up to his mother before down at Viral again, gaining the courage to speak up, \"Don't say that…a-and don't fall asleep either! You have to stay awake…\"\n\nThere was still a sense of urgency about all of this, especially when one of them was in dire need of medical attention and the other was needing to carry around a set of knives inside them. Watching as Takeshi took a moment to look at Shu before talking to Viral, he cleared his throat before he looked to his mother, frowning a little, \"We'd have to either take them to the city or to their house, but their house is probably closer\", he spoke quickly, giving his mother a quick nod, \"I-I can fly and carry one of them, my arms are pretty strong still from the training and using my cane…but Shu would need to be moved gently just incase his brain has been damaged worse than I thought. He's only a little guy…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"My son is right, don't you dare talk like that. It's accepting defeat." Eslaria chastised gently, standing up herself. "You have more honor by not succumbing to your wound, friend. A coward dies when struck down, a true warrior continues to fight because they refuse death. The fact you're still with us is a testament to your strength and worth as a warrior, and never forget that." How odd that he would be so defeatist. Unfamiliar with the situation surrounding Viral she almost would say that he was overplaying his wound. Grievous as it may be if they covered it now there was a distinct possibility of saving him. The man's anatomy was a mystery to her, but she could assume it had missed all major organs, considering he was still alive. "Keep talking, you must remain awake. We will get you all home, don't you worry." T'charrl readily agreed to it, and Takeshi reaffirmed the idea with his request. They'd be taking him as well, as the stipulation of leaving no ally behind fell to him as well. While admirable that her son wished to help the Queen wasn't certain who he could carry. Both Shu and the man were in critical, leaving only Takeshi. Looking to the Saiyan she wondered how heavy he might be, also taking into account the injuries he had sustained. "My son can carry you, Takeshi, if you'll allow him. Will you be okay to fly?" Takeshi lamented a moment longer as he watched Viral, the Beastman's lack of hope reflecting on his self blame. He'd been improving and now this had to happen, which probably had erased all progress. What would the others say when they found out what happened to Shu and Viral because of him? Already he could imagine being cursed and yelled at, possibly even made distant from them as a result. Having a heavy heart he looked up at the Queen when spoken to, nodding his head slowly. "This isn't going to kill me..." he mumbled, referring to his wounds. Looking down at the knives again he debated on removing them then and there, wanting to be rid of it. Knowing the bleeding would start once more and there were limited medical supplies however he opted against it, keeping his hands both on the ground and over his shoulder wound. "I can direct you where to go, if you take me." Takeshi explained to T'charrl. "Just be careful, yeah? We've got a place on the edge of town... But they might be there too. I don't want anyone else getting hurt if it can be helped..." "Admirable, but you don't need to worry about us." Eslaria responded, smiling. "The three of us have been doing this longer than you've been alive, and T'charrl is no pushover. There is a reason after all we hold the ranks that we do. It is not like people in the city who buy their prestige, ours is earned in blood and battle." Proud as that fact may be once this matter was over it would have ultimately very little significance. Merit would still influence who held a position of power, sure, but a lot of it too would be based on popular choice as well. Eslaria removed both of her swords once more, holding them fairly loosely as she turned to her husband. "Take Shu, Garesh, and be gentle. Support his head with your arm and fly slowly, you don't want to jostle him. And you Katas..." she paused, looking over at the captain. "Take their friend. I'll fly behind you all and keep an eye out for anyone else, are we understood?" "Of course dear." Taking his duty very seriously Garesh walked to the fallen boy, looking at him sadly. He'd seemed like such a cheerful and bright child, perfect for his son to befriend. Now seeing him like this was depressing. "You poor boy..." he sighed, shaking his head. Kneeling down the Kaesstrian carefully slid one arm under the monkey boy's head first, another under his upper torso. The third went to his waist, and the final supported his legs to keep his entire form as straight and supported as possible. Stretching out his wings he looked to the others, waiting for the cue to move along. Katas nodded his head, smiling politely as he approached Viral. "But of course, Your Majesty. I'll be as gentle as a I would with a newborn." With a severe wound and size rivaling his own the Kaesstrian had his work cut out for him, trying to think of a suitable way to move the Beastman. Eventually he took an approach similar to Garesh's once his wounds had been temporarily covered by the prince, cradling his passenger to his chest in spite of being soaked in blood. "If I may be so bold, I agree with our Queen. I recognize a great warrior when I see one, and you fit the bill," Katas said, chuckling cheerfully. "When you are back to full health you must come back here with the others! I would be delighted to fight you and see just what it is you're capable of!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "T'charrl couldn't shake off the nerves he was feeling as he flew over the city, his worry over where the General was barely anything compared to how he felt about being in the city. It was certainly a lovely place to look at from a distance, but being in it felt like a complete rat race with the only appeal being he could fly around if he wanted to. They certainly lead a strange life up above ground, whether they were actually active at night too was a curiosity but at the moment he really didn't think he should be concerned about that. If the world would ever unite together, then maybe he would explore these cities and see what they were like. Giving a quick glance back at the Saiyans, he smiled a little and nodded, \"Yeah, it's very different to what you can find here, with a wall and all\", he spoke, looking back to the city, \"Do what you can, just be aware of what my mother said. We can't have the people hating us\".\n\nAlready the city folk were beginning to get a little anxious upon seeing T'charrl by the looks of it, a good few quickly retreating to the ground or watching him from their window. It was a little nerve-wrecking in all honesty, he didn't like being constantly watched like this and definitely didn't want to end up being shot out of the sky from an unexpected attack. Luckily for T'charrl, the twins were keeping a constant lookout while Kabocha did too, just making sure nobody would try and shoot any of them out of the sky in an act of hostility. Feeling a fair bundle of nerves sitting inside him, he took in a deep breath before gasping a little when Kabocha spotted the place, his eyes immediately going down to the base, \"Uhhh, yeah, that's it\", he said quickly, looking around cautiously before flying a little higher so the Saiyans were all in front, \"So what's your plan to get me inside? The soldiers are snipers with those arrows of theirs, so it might be tricky\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Kabocha halted himself along with the others as they reached the military base. It was just as he'd imagined, and no doubt there were people inside the building just as there were outside. From where they were in the air the guards were fairly small, and thankfully they were most likely out of range of any arrows that might come their way. \"No doubt they've seen us already, I mean we weren't exactly stealthy flying on in here.\" he pointed out, frowning as he looked over the building. \"So landing somewhere and trying to walk in is kind of moot, they'll see us coming. Since we're not supposed to attack... And I can't believe I'm saying this, but we've got to go down and talk to them.\" Diplomacy between warring peoples was possible, albeit incredibly difficult to reach. T'charrl was as good a leader as his mother was as far as these people were concerned, so they might deal with him if he tried making a deal. Goodness knows what they would say to get to their commanding officer though. A good soldier didn't sell out their boss, they were usually trained to never do that. \"You talk to the guards, convince them that we've got to get in there. If we make them realize what's going on... Whatever that is... Then they might be more willing to oblige.\" Plus the presence of three healthy Saiyans would likely give them some leverage. \"Kai? Choi? You two stick with him, since you work best together. I'll bring up the rear when we land and make sure they don't try anything.\"\n\nThere was little else to do right now but land and see how things went. They were already made by the soldiers, and in a matter of seconds no doubt the entire base would be savvy to their presence as well. Kabocha gave the rest of the group a final look before dropping down to the ground rather swiftly. He made sure not to land too close to the gates, keeping an easy ten meters away as not to alarm anyone too badly. The direct approach was really their only option, but that certainly didn't mean it was the best. Upon landing the guards immediately began to converge, weapons at the ready but not looking overly sure of themselves. These men weren't dressed in the black garb as the special forces were, meaning these were just regular old grunts. Not as skilled, and with any luck a bit more open to listening to reason.Given they weren't fanatics a few choice words ought to convince them to let everyone inside, or at the very least consider it. It was almost humorous, having them point swords and spears at them, essentially sharpened sticks. \"We're not here to fight, so relax guys...\" Kabocha said, rolling his eyes when the soldiers didn't seem to lighten up. \"Jeez... If we really wanted to do harm we'd have just blown you all up. Just chill, will you?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The twins appeared fairly confident with the planning, especially when it was a simple case of flying down and protecting the Prince from any incoming projectiles. This was probably going to be the least brutal of all of their missions, a first when it didn't involve killing and simply involved guiding someone along. The soldiers down below were hardly scary, plus there was no way they were in any danger of an ambush when they could see the soldiers from here. Looking up and around them, there were no soldiers flying around or at least any that could get up to them and initiate an ambush before they would notice and even then their scouters would warn them of incoming aggressive energy signatures. With both of them looking to Kabocha, Kai gave a quick nod while Choi let out a sigh, ready to move when T'charrl wanted to go.\n\nT'charrl was a little nervous, but hopefully things would go well and he wouldn't find himself made a fool of by the guards. He wasn't scared of them, but rather the General managed to give him the shivers and he really didn't know if he could handle a man of that calibre while he was still slightly weakened from his two weeks of torture. Looking to the twins quickly before letting out a sigh, he gave a quick nod before immediately dropping down, \"Let's go then and get this General\"…\" Keeping with the Saiyans, he carefully watched the guards as he dropped down, just making sure he wasn't going to get shot at instead. When everything seemed okay and nothing was going to end up happening, he landed down with the Saiyans and stared up at the soldiers, giving Kabocha a look as he kept his cane behind him, \"Where's your General?? I demand I see him!\" he shouted, fluttering his wings aggressively, \"Bring him to us or we're busting in. You cannot stop us!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
The entire squad descended together, landing at the gates ready to go. For obvious reasons the soldiers saw their landing as a threat, especially with the prince of the enemy in their ranks. Whether they were a match for the Saiyans and T'charrl or not they had a job to do, and thus the closest men moved in on the visitors, weapons drawn and poised to strike. Near immediately one of the Saiyans thought it necessary to speak, acting rather nonchalant about the entire matter. His words were hardly comforting, as they could just as well harm or even kill them now that they had landed. The strength of the aliens was not lost on them, the reality of what they were faced with was rather unsettling. After the alien's quip the Prince had something to say as well, and a demand no less. To see the general, what an outrageous request. Yet conversely the men also knew that what T'charrl said was true, they couldn't stop these four. At most they were a mild inconvenience, a speed bump to their target. Maybe their taking this approach meant they weren't looking to harm anyone. "W-Why would we let you in?" one of the soldiers stammered, speaking directly to T'charrl. "You're the enemy! Your people are going to be the death of us all!" "The general is a good man!" another chimed in, waving his sword angrily. "He's helping us move forward. It's your family and soldiers that are destroying our future, so why then should we listen to you?" Uninformed or brainwashed, these men weren't really in an agreeable mood, even if it was for their best interest. When one of the Saiyans stepped forward they responded in the only way they knew how, by taking a big step back themselves in fright. They weren't the same ones the general had been employing, the men were quick to realize this. Just how many of these aliens were on their planet now? "Where are the other ones...?" the first soldier asked, frowning as he pointed his sword at Kabocha. "Takeshi and Shu... The princes! The general is dealing with them, not you!" Kabocha's eyes narrowed at the sword in his face, glancing down at it silently. Okay, so they knew the princes, but not them. They could argue they were with the brothers, but when there was only T'charrl to confirm this it was wasted breath. Annoyed, the Saiyan lifted his hands and grabbed the two sides of the sword, easily enough snapping the tip of the blade off and tossing it aside, smirking at the startled man. "The princes are hurt right now, thanks to YOUR general." he explained, crossing his arms. "The jerk betrayed them, had them attacked and nearly killed. We're here to ask him why he did that, that's all." These men were harmless really, yet he couldn't help himself but having a little fun and frightening them. His word was unfounded, but even still the soldiers seemed surprised by what he said, taking a moment to talk amongst themselves in hushed whispers. In the meantime Kabocha looked over his shoulder at T'charrl, gesturing to the building with one hand. "Anything to add, prince?" he whispered, nodding his head in the soldier's direction. "Because if they don't buy this I'm going to knock down the door myself, I'm not playing negotiator..."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "The soldiers were fairly determined to remain defiant, even against far superior fighters. It was a sense of duty and honor that kept them in place, even when a sword was broken like a twig. As far as they knew the Prince was their enemy, and if these Saiyans were with him then they must be as well, and not aligned with the other two. A definite problem arose when T'charrl spoke out about the supposed attacks, corroborating the other boy's story. This made the soldiers exchange uncertain glances with one another, not quite sure what to think of it all. \"Come to think of it... A few of the spec ops were wandering around the place earlier, for a drill or something I think...\" a soldier mumbled, frowning to himself. Now that he said it aloud it sounded rather off, as those kinds of troops normally had their own barracks and headquarters.\n\n\"And they all left in a hurry too,\" another quipped, frowning. \"What was that all about?\" Their idle chatter was silenced as T'charrl got back to talking, seeming to become more bold as he continued to speak. Again the men weren't certain what to believe, but even in their hesitation they were hardly compliant. Really it was beyond their pay grade to know most of what went on behind the scenes, so what was being suggested could possibly be true. \"The general is inside, in his office!\" the soldier answered back, not quite as loud as the Prince had been. \"And let's say he did what you're telling us... That he attacked the Princes. Why would he do that if they were helping?\"\n\n\"Because they were working with this guy too,\" Kabocha pointed out, gesturing to T'charrl. \"They found out the truth about what's going on, that the general is doing way more than just trying to 'help people move on'. My guess is he was hoping to kill the brothers to keep things quiet, but instead all he's done is piss us off.\" Man, these guys had the wool pulled over their eyes big time. He could understand not being told things, but there had to have been something to tip them off. \"So are you going to let us inside, or are we breaking in? Your call soldier.\"\n\nBeing spoken to like that from a child was demeaning, and worse still was their inability to do anything about it. \"You do realize what will happen if he sees you...\" the foremost soldier replied, looking at T'charrl uncertainly. \"He'll try to kill you, and we can't stop that. If your friends can't either then you're all walking into a death trap. He's the highest ranked officer for a reason you know...\" Looking to his broken sword the soldier tossed it aside, shooting the Saiyans an uneasy glance before looking to his comrades. \"We're taking them in to see the general, but we'll escort them. If anything happens you're all to stand clear, the general can handle things himself.\" Even if this were a trick the men were confident that their commander was able to beat these four, Saiyans or not. After all the special forces had felled the two Princes, and they were not quite as skilled as the general was. With a fair deal of resignation the soldiers turned around, two pushing open the gate before they started on inside.\n\n\"There, that wasn't so hard was it?\" Kabocha smirked triumphantly, taking the lead now as his excitement began to bubble up. The general was in there, somewhere, just waiting to get a face full of fist. What an easy task this was going to be, as if a Kaesstrian was going to give them any problems. A quick one and done, they'd drag the man back and have their parents safe and sound not too long after, and with that all of their worries would be washed away. He couldn't help but flash a smile in the twins' direction, giving them a thumbs up. \"Read to see your dad? It won't be long now!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "T'charrl could only watch as the soldiers tried to decide upon the right course of action, but they should have been hurrying up if they knew what was good for them. T'charrl was not fond of how they were essentially stalling progress, they shouldn't have been afraid to let them in if they were so sure their General was so strong. Then again, if he was to speak for himself, he was not any better with how he was fairly nervous and worrying over meeting the General again. Frowning a little as they spoke amongst themselves before Kabocha spoke up quickly, his antennae twitching in response, \"…They weren't working for me…\" he muttered, feeling as if he had actually manipulated them into going against the General. Frowning a little, he looked to the soldiers, giving them a hard stare as one approached, only speaking of possible doom for the Prince if he ever did confront the man. Watching as the man threw his sword and gave the order to the other soldiers, he watched the gates being forced open before T'charrl let out a sigh, \"I'm not getting caught off-guard again. He can't lure me into a trap like he did in the forest\".\n\nKai and Choi were pretty patient with the soldiers, they knew they could just beat them up if anything bad happened. They were certainly nervous to react, the soldiers taking their time to actually decide whether it was worth letting them in or not until they finally deemed it alright. Waiting until T'charrl finally began to move in with a gentle leaning against his cane, both the twins were looking around cautiously, keeping a lookout for any possible attackers before Kabocha spoke up to them instead of the Prince. Looking to each other momentarily, Choi nodded a little while Kai let out a sigh, \"Certainly; although, we're not as close to our father than you are to your parents\", Kai spoke up, shrugging a little, \"But we do want to see him safe, so yeah, why not? Here's hoping this doesn't take too long or Takeshi would probably force himself to fly over here to do the job himself\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Kabocha was feeling pretty darn triumphant that they'd gotten their way inside relatively easily, even if they didn't get to fight. It did seem though that it was more the soldier's confidence the general could beat them that got them inside, rather than their story being believed. It had been enough to cause a bit of hesitation, but it would take a little more to absolutely convince them of it. Looking to the twins when their parents were brought up the Saiyan smirked slightly, shaking his head in reply. "I'm not so much close to them as I need them..." he admitted, folding his hands behind his back. "But I suppose now that we're leaving I really don't huh? We're just saving them on principle now, leave no man behind or whatever." It was unusual for Saiyans of their age to be really even speaking to their parents, let alone trying to rescue them. It was an unusual situation and thus required an unusual approach, Kabocha reasoned. Even if it was unconventional they had to do it. "And Takeshi was hurt, I doubt he'll be up anytime soon. Probably for the best too... You know how vindictive he can get. Our being here is already a mercy." There were definitely more troops inside of the building, as well as plenty of non-combatant personnel. Word must have traveled rather quickly in this place, as every single person inside gave the group the same uneasy, silent stare. It may have had something to do with being with T'charrl as well, seeing as he was an enemy of the state at the moment. It was a good thing that the three Saiyans were there, as chances were someone would take action against the Prince. A few hallways jutted out from the main room, several doors lining their walls, but they'd not be seeing any of those just yet. Instead the soldiers with them directed them to a desk at the back of the room. Behind it was another guard, working away busily on a computer and barely noticing the group as they approached. One of the men cleared their throat to grab his attention and slowly he glanced up, frowning seeing T'charrl and the Saiyans. "What is this...? Are they prisoners...?" "Not exactly, they're here to confront the general." the foremost soldier said. Sensing his comrade was going to take that wrong he put a claw over his mouth, making a shushing sound. "According to them the general sent troops to attack the two Princes and nearly killed them. These three are their friends and want to know why it happened. As for the other prince... I can't speak for him, but I doubt the general would have any trouble with him anyways. As far as we can tell its a fairly harmless visit." The desk guard narrowed his eyes looking at the group, debating silently for a moment if they should be allowed in. They were still unsure of the Saiyan's strength, but estimates put them at least on the special operations level, possibly even with the general. Three people that powerful against their leader was not the nicest idea. If these four were told no what kept them from breaking in? Really he supposed that allowing them inside was the safer route, for every one in the building and not just the general. "I want at least four of you outside of the room, understood? And if any of you try anything..." he paused, staring at T'charrl in particular. "This whole base is prepared to fight. We won't let you walk out of here." Point across the soldiers gave a nod, ushering the group to continue on. Right past the desk and down the rightmost hallway, they were led down to the end and the final door on the left, designated as the general's office. In customary fashion the soldiers filed against the opposite walls, standing with their weapons at rest and their free arms tucked behind their backs, sans for the one who was to open the door. Tentatively he gave it a light knock, assuming a similar stance as they waited for a reply. "Pardon us general, but we've got visitors for you," the soldier called, hoping to make their presence known. It was taking a fair moment for there to be a reply, but finally the sound of papers rustling and a chair dragging across tiled flooring could be heard. Someone came to the door not too long after, a rather short and unimposing someone. Surprised the soldiers all looked down at the tiny Kaesstrian, too puzzled to speak for a second. "Junsei? Where is General Yusef? Is he in?" The smaller Kaesstrian glanced up at the soldiers uncertainly, blinking at them from behind large spectacles. "G-General Yusef...?" he mirrored, adjusting the stack of papers in his arms. "Well... No. The general left a while ago on business, he said he'd be back in..." Junsei paused when he looked past the soldier, shocked to find that there was a tribal native amongst them, and Prince T'charrl no less. For a second he simply stared at the boy before dropping his papers, giving a soft yelp as he ran into the room and went behind the desk. "W-what is he doing here?! He's the enemy you fools!" the Kaesstrian shouted, poking his head up from behind the furniture. "This is t-treason! Why isn't he restrained?!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"You say that like I'm dirty or something...\" Takeshi grumbled, narrowing his eyes. He then looked back down at himself, remembering he looked like a proper mess and smiling sheepishly at that. \"Oh yeah... Well I don't exactly have a change of clothes. Maybe I'll be able to find some armor or something on here...\"\n\nWhile he hadn't checked the scouter himself just yet Takeshi couldn't even feel any nearby energies, just as Choi pointed out. A big part of that was the ship being anti-Ki, another thing he had managed to totally forget. The walls were lined with a special metal that dampened energy signals, to be used as a sort of stealth capability when sneaking up on other races or rebels. It seemed silly for a snow white ship to try to be stealthy, it would stand out like a sore thumb after all. It was definitely going to need a work over before they really started to travel around, otherwise they'd be drawing a ton of attention to themselves. Where the heck did they get a massive ship painted though?\n\n\"Want me to take point? Fine by me,\" Takeshi mused, smirking as he raised a hand to his scouter. Looking up to Vegeta he flashed a thumbs up before turning to the hangar doors, opening the group communications channel. \"Hey Viral...? You guys can come on inside, the place is empty. Vegeta's going to open up the doors for you, just fly on in when you're ready. We're going to go inside and see if anyone is around, so you all just hang tight in the meantime.\" There would be more than enough 'bulk' in the hangar with everyone there to keep themselves safe. If Vegeta was going to remain at the controls too he may even be able to hack the entire system from there, meaning he didn't have to come along. So it'd only be Choi, Kai, Takeshi and Kabocha then... The old squad. Shame it wasn't possible to be fond of that fact.\n\nLanding was definitely something that the others could handle on their own, there was no reason for the rest to linger. If the squad wanted him to take point in this then Takeshi would gladly do so, he couldn't really be bothered to care otherwise. Watching as the doors began to pull apart and the energy field quickly sprang up in its place, locking in the oxygen in the room while blocking out the coldness and vacuum of space. Giving a wave to his teammates then Takeshi strode across the large room, heading right to a set of double doors that gave entry into the hallway beyond. Of course there had to be a keypad here as well, and he was most certainly without the combination. Gesturing for one of his squad to take care of it he was a bit surprised then when the doors split apart, glancing up once more at Vegeta surprised.\n\n\"I've got remote access from this console, so I can at least get that door for you,\" Vegeta said, smiling proudly as he brought up a command console again. \"Give me a little time and I*should*be able to access other systems from here too. Just tell me where you are while you're exploring and I can zero in on that particular door, got it?\"\n\n\"Yeah, sure thing. Thanks Vegeta.\" Poking his head into the hall before going in revealed a pretty long corridor spanning off in each direction. Like the exterior of the ship the walls were a flush white, broken up occasionally by red doors and various signs on the walls, probably designating rooms and directions. The floor was a soft beige tile, helping a little with the eyesore that was the ship so far. Stepping out into the hall Takeshi reached up and scratched at his head, confused as to where they should go. After a brief moment's contemplation he opted to go right, resisting the urge to run as he broke into a fast paced walk. \"If I go the wrong way just yell at me. I don't want to be wandering around all day.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Choi looked up and down Takeshi before he frowned, only to smirk a little, \"Yeah, you're covered in crap that I can only assume is blood from those bugs; I don't care if you're going to roam around naked, just so long as you get out of those clothes sometime!\" Choi didn't like being filthy himself, but to have to touch somebody else who was just came to be a little disgusting and definitely a turn-off from ever wanting to know what else Takeshi's clothes were carrying. He may as well had been rolling around in the corpses of his foes with the stink he was carrying.\n\nBack on the ship, Viral was just beginning to relax a little bit until Takeshi came through in a call, a sigh sounding from Viral as he leaned forward and listened to what was being said. That was certainly fast, but 'fast' also meant something had gone wrong and they needed to investigate it. It was definitely not a good sign; ships just shouldn't have an empty hanger. Feeling a little annoyed with not getting the rest he deserved, he fired up the ship again with all lights turning on bright again before he blasted it forward as a squeak of surprise sounded from Shu.\n\nIt was entirely possible to suggest that Viral was a little more than annoyed at having to be called over so soon. If they had screwed up and were calling for back-up then they were definitely doing it all wrong with this lot, not unless they wanted to shove T'charrl and Yumi into the mix to find out what was going on. If there truly was nobody to be found in the hanger then the problem was definitely internal and something bad must had happened to call away the troops because the King would definitely not allow a hanger to go unchecked, \"Yumi, you can stop pretending to sleep now. The idiots have encountered something and need us now\", he spoke, flying at full speed towards the ship, \"…And the closer I get, the more I don't like the feeling of it…\"\n\nGiving a quick glance back at Takeshi before back to the doors, Kai cracked his knuckles just incase there was going to be a fight around the next corner with the squad just waiting to ambush them. It was entirely possible they had been found out after somebody reported their parents missing, but then again the only way to find out would be to enter the possible fray and demand answers. Watching the doors slowly open up, his eyes soon went to Takeshi as he slowly moved behind him, shrugging a little at his doubtful sense of direction, \"You'll know, I mean…not unless you think the entire crew really has gone missing\", he spoke, sighing, \"I guess they'll be somewhere near the helm. If in doubt, think 'forward' to find the other end of the ship\".\n\n\"Do you smell anything?\" Choi asked out, poking out from behind Kai, \"All I smell is Takeshi's nasty clothes…a-and remember what blood smells like…?\" With a Saiyan's sense of smell, it shouldn't be hard to figure out whether or not there had been a fight; however, all Choi could smell was Takeshi and that was probably the case for Kai too, not unless Kabocha's stink was overpowering enough. He was really worried that there had been a bloodbath somewhere and they'd have to end up cleaning it all up, especially considering they were supposed to be taking over this vessel and knowing that people died on it was probably the least encouraging thought on his mind.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Heh... It's probably some of my blood too." Takeshi answered, smirking sheepishly. Grabbing at his tattered shirt he lifted it up to his nose, taking a wince and grimacing immediately afterwards. He wouldn't go quite to the extreme that Choi had said, but he more than readily enough lifted his shirt up and off, exhaling graciously as he removed it and held it in his hand loosely. "Okay, so it smells a little bit. If you guys don't mind I'll take a look around real quick for something to wear." Anything would be better than his ragged, soiled clothes that he had now. While he could easily take off his shirt, the pants and even boots were going to be a bit more of a problem. There should be a few changing rooms onboard, some lockers with a few extra sets of clothes and armor inside. He'd prefer not to wear Saiyan garb if they were going to be stopping on other planets, he'd hate to give the wrong idea to the denizens they encountered. Kai, Choi and Kabocha all still wore armor too, so it was a moot point to worry just about himself. Just because repetition was necessary Choi brought up the stink again, not able or ready to leave it well enough alone. "I get it, I get it, I stink." He couldn't help it, not until they found either a shower or a change of clothes. "Unless you want me walking around naked, deal with it. I'm looking for a place to change, alright?" Takeshi gave the air a curious sniffing, trying to pick up any traces of possible bloodshed on the ship. Even just barely managing to get over his clothing's noxious odor he couldn't find a trace of anything else, meaning that presumably nothing had gone wrong. It was every bit as possible that the crew and its inhabitants were just no onboard right now, they were docked at a space station after all. Before they could go looking for the ship's proper owners, or lack thereof, Takeshi desperately needed a change of clothing. Sighing he continued to walk down the corridor, tucking his shirt into the band of his pants so he didn't have to hold onto it. "I want to stop smelling myself first, then we'll find where these guys disappeared to." "No one wants to see you walking around naked dude, please keep the pants on." Kabocha joked, giving a dramatic roll of his eyes. Like the others he couldn't smell anything that might hint at there having been a fight. It was really peculiar that there was no one around, someone most definitely should have come to check when they had landed in the hangar. Something had the crew occupied then, probably something on the station. The place was pretty much a city after all, with all sorts of attractions and places for the hard working soldier to unwind and enjoy themselves. Jerks were probably all having a feast and getting drunk while he and the twins had been out working. Typical... Yumi had managed to slip off into a light sleep just as the ship violently jolted forward, causing her to stir fitfully. "Nuuuu... I was almost there..." she grumbled, not opening her eyes as she ship came to a gradual halt. Hearing metal meet metal she knew they had landed inside, they had been prompted to come in after all. Like a child she refused to acknowledge the cue to move, curling up in her seat and tucking her head against her shoulder, hopeful to resume her little nap. Viral then reinforced the need to get up, making her finally open up her eyes. Mumbling incoherently she rolled onto her back again, yawning squeakily before sitting upright and giving her eyes a good rubbing. "Wasn't pretending..." she replied, dropping her hands in her lap and sighing. Looking to Viral curiously at this 'bad feeling' she tried to decipher just what he was talking about. Giving herself a second to wake up a bit more she tried sensing for any energies within the ship. only managing to find everyone within their smaller craft, and Vegeta in the control room above. She couldn't sense Takeshi and his squad any longer either, a bit confused as to why that was. There was definitely nothing that screamed "bad omen" to her, leaving her awfully confused as to what Viral meant. Scratching at her head she let out another yawn, stretching her arms up over her head then before looking at her friend curiously. "What do you mean you don't like the feeling...? What is there?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Sending the entirety of its mass hurtling towards Viral the monster would be on him within a few seconds. It needed a meal, it needed the energy, and the Beastman was the easiest bet. With momentum propelling it forward there was no helping things, it had to see this charge through. So when it saw Viral suddenly transform before its eyes, sprouting several more arms with more weapons to boot, there was little that could be done. With a renewed aggression that terrified the beast his prey came directly for him, all of the blades striking down at its already injured body. It was close, oh so close to getting what it needed, and with a final leap it rose up into the air, crashing down towards the Beastman with its mouth agape. Its teeth were but inches from Viral's shoulder, its hot, rancid breath blowing across his torso as it tried to sink its teeth into his flesh. Suddenly stopping in mid air the monster froze, utterly lost as to why it wasn't able to reach the Beastman. Then the pain finally registered, the feeling of several weapons shoved deep into its body, nearly protruding out the opposite end. With one in its upper body, one through its midsection and the final in its neck it wasn't going anywhere. Letting out a soft, gurgling noise that was a pitiful growl its red eyes shifted, looking at Viral astonished. Time to go back to Master, it was done here.\n\nTakeshi watched from the doorway, not wanting to get in the way of Viral's fight. He had to do this for himself, even if he was running on fumes now. Vegeta had recognized that too and let him down to finish things, it was the Beastman's moment to shine. Just for good measure he'd keep himself in the now wide open doorway in case the creature should try to run off. The others in the hangar didn't know what was going on, there was no way they could, Preferably it should be kept that way. Once the monster was on its feet again it the attack resumed, it was intently trained on Viral. In spite of missing a leg it moved fairly quickly, looking fair intimidating as it bore down on the Beastman with its mouth slack and teeth bared. Once it got close enough the monster jumped up, probably hoping to use its massive size to overwhelm Viral and bring him down. To the surprise of everyone Viral had more than a suitable answer to the attack, sprouting his ethereal arms as he had done a few times before. Each hand gripping a blade they thrust forward, easily finding their target. The hard skin did little to protect the creature from the piercing power of the Beastman's attack, and in short three blades struck the monster. For a second it simply hung there, motionless and soundless while propped up on the swords. With one final sorry little growl the monster began to fade into smoke, its body vanishing from the entry wounds out until it was no more. Not quite the end for the beast any of them had expected, what kind of creature turned into smoke?\n\nWell this was certainly odd. Kabocha didn't quite know what to make of the creature vanishing before their eyes, or the strange limbs Viral was now sporting. It was safe to say they were free from the beast now, there wasn't a single trace of it left anywhere. Huh, so much for it being the terror that the engineers had made it out to be. Creepy sure, big yeah, but not powerful at all. Not if the Beastman had beaten it, considering he was pretty out of it himself. Now that the nasty little critter was dead they could commandeer the ship, yeah? And those little tech gremlins had agreed to help them run the vessel, all the better.\n\n\"Nice, tore that thing apart!\" Takeshi exclaimed, grinning broadly as he walked over to Viral. Lifting a hand to pat him on the back he stopped, looking at the ethereal arms uncertainly and dropping it back at his side. \"Jeez those things are handy. Er... No pun intended.\"\n\n\"Har har har. But seriously, nice job Viral, you made easy work of that... Whatever it was.\" There was a bit of the strength that they all knew Viral had. Given it was hardly what he normally fought with, but they more than got the job done. Vegeta put his hands on his hips as he surveyed the room, checking what little damage had been caused by the brief battle. The floor was scorched where the blasts had collided, the railing was near snapped at the point the beast had collided with it, and now that he saw it there were several deep indentations and cuts along the ceiling where it had been climbing with its talons. Nothing critical though, both the thrusters themselves and the engine and control panel were completely unharmed. It'd fly just well then, that monster had only been an inconvenience.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral could feel his blades cut into the monster, his attack doing the damage he intended and his battle won for now. He had used a lot to stop the creature, more than it might have seemed, but it had done the job. Staring at the creature with focused eyes, he gave one final yank of his blades as the monster dissipated into nothing just like its leg did before. Whatever it was didn't matter anymore or why it had appeared, all that mattered right now was that it was gone and off the ship. Slowly lowering his arms, the swords vanished as well while he slowly sheathed his cleaver back into its hold.\n\nChoi could barely believe what he had seen, it was almost as if the creature was going to be a whole lot of trouble but instead the Beastman had managed to take it out easily using some strange technique involving sprouting arms. Looking to his brother before to Kabocha, he didn't think the other two could comprehend the beast either and would simply have to accept that its gone with no evidence that it was even there. So much for getting to eat its remains, especially considering even whatever had become of its leg had gone too.\n\nViral stared down at the same spot as Takeshi came walking on over, his head hardly registering his approach. Staring down at the floor, he kept his breathing low but gave a short glance towards him when he reached up to him only to withdraw at the sight of his extra arms. Making a little turn away from him, he tensed up slightly as Vegeta decided to speak up as well. He wouldn't say it was easy, in fact he was currently struggling with his own battle to keep going strong and appear able to the rest of the crew.\n\nStaring down at his claws for a brief moment, he soon managed to withdraw the arms back into his body, his body wobbling on his feet for a brief moment before he placed his paw on his chest as he soon started having a hard time breathing. Letting out a disruptive cough he closed his eyes for a moment, trying to gather his energy so he could keep going. Vegeta was sure taking his time getting back to the job he was meant to do, it wasn't as if there was another monster around when he was pretty much free from that unsettling feeling and there wasn't a trace of it in sight.\n\nKai felt pretty confused over everything, especially when Viral did that strange thing and killed the monster, probably. He didn't have that strange unsettling feeling anymore, everything had returned to normal and now there was simply the engine room and the noise of it working just as it should. Looking to Takeshi before he let out a sigh, he pointed his thumb to Vegeta, \"Shouldn't we tell your friend about what we found? You know, since you're still the team leader, Takeshi?\" he spoke up, giving a quick glance to Kabocha, \"It's not like you didn't talk to those engineers in the control room…or told them you could stay…or the fact that we should get the ship out of here before the Saiyan army returns\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"I thought Kabocha was team leader now...? I defected after all." Takeshi pointed out, frowning as he scratched at his head. "And if we've all defected... Well there's no real leader, we all kind of work together." He could certainly tell Vegeta what had happened at least, seeing as he was the one who had more or less brought it on them. "Uh... But yeah. We found some engineers back in the control room, they told us about the monster. And... Since I figured we'll need help piloting this thing and they kind of hate the Saiyans too I offered for them to join us... Which they're going to do." Ah crap, that's right, they were on a very strict schedule here. Biting his lip he looked at Vegeta hopefully, gesturing to the open door. "We should get this thing moving, especially after that little fight. You ready to fly?" "You offered for more people to join us, in spite of not really knowing their intentions?" Vegeta rolled his eyes, letting out a sigh before putting his face in his hand. Lovely, they could well have a group of the enemy with them now, the engineers could well have said all of that to save their own skins. Maybe that was a touch too cynical, he couldn't know for certain what was going on. Looking at Takeshi he gave a curt nod of his head, making way to the door but stopping at Viral. "Hey... Good job, seriously. I'm thinking it's probably a good idea to get you to a healing tank now, if you're okay with it. Have Takeshi take you there, I've got to get us moving." Patting the Beastman on the shoulder he hurried along, jogging past the others as he tried to rush along to the bridge at the opposite end. While running he reached up, turning on his scouter to speak. "Yumi? Shu? Everything is all set in here. If you two want to help everyone get inside we can take off in a few moments. There's plenty of rooms, just pick out one for yourselves for the time being." Well darn. Taking Viral to the healing room wasn't quite what Takeshi had in mind once they got the ship. A shower was definitely still in order, and some food for that matter. With no distractions at the moment he could focus on the two things inconveniencing him most. For the sake of his friend though he'd postpone those a little longer, it wasn't like he was starving anyways. There was one minor flaw with Vegeta's plan too; just where in the hell were the healing pods? Picking up on the clearly flustered look on his face Kabocha was gracious enough to provide an answer. "About a quarter of the way down the hall we took to get here," Kabocha pointed out, smiling slightly amused. "I'd think you would have seen it on the way down dude, heads up much?" "Too busy making sure the engines weren't about to blow up," Takeshi retorted, smirking before turning back to Viral and motioning for him to follow. Seeing the trail of blood at his nose he worried a bit, wondering if it was just a bloodied nose or perhaps something more. While wanting to avoid making the Beastman feel weak there was a certain degree that he had to express caution, it wasn't a secret that he wasn't holding up too well. "Can you walk Viral? It's not that far, I just don't want you having a tough time of it getting there."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi really wished Viral would just let them help him out. Not for nothing, but he needed it, that much was obvious. As passive as they were trying to be with assistance it was high time they finally got around to doing something for him, whether he liked it or not. The pods would fix anything, both internally and externally. It would also rest his body and mind, more or less put him to sleep. The only thing it wasn't going to do was feed him, and hopefully he'd be more open to eating after he felt a little better. If not, well... There was always intravenous nutrition. Looking back at Viral again to tell him to lay off Takeshi instead let out a soft gasp when his friend abruptly collapsed, watching him land and seeing the blood slip out from between his lips. Okay, that was definitely not good.\n\n\"Oh crap... Hang on Viral!\" Takeshi bit his lip nervously, kneeling down at the Beastman's side and looking at him uncertainly, not sure if moving him was the best idea. A quick glance showed no wounds externally, meaning this bleeding was internal. That was it then, like it or not they had to get him into the tank now, otherwise this could very well become fatal. Grabbing one of his friend's arms he slung it over his shoulder, shooting Kabocha a demanding look to help him out. Soon the two Saiyans had Viral supported between them, and they began a modest pace towards the healing room. So worried over the Beastman's condition Takeshi scarcely noticed that Choi had left, only realizing when he looked back to send one of the twins off at Yumi's behest. This was very much not a good thing, Viral hadn't done this before in spite of being rather ill. Was he getting worse then? Hopefully the tanks could fix him up.\n\nEveryone had gotten together relatively easily, thank goodness for that. Kabocha's mom and dad were still snipping back and forth at one another, and Yumi was beginning to think that was just how they normally talked. Daiko was pleasantly quiet, probably in part due to not having anyone to speak to himself. She'd gladly have a conversation with him again if she wasn't trying to coordinate getting everyone inside. Once everyone had gathered together her scouter sounded again, and it was none other than Choi. Hardly able to hide her elation she smiled cheerfully at hearing him, turning her back to the group to mask it. Daiko knew how she felt, she didn't need everyone else knowing too.\n\n\"Uh... Okay, got it! We'll see you there in a minute.\" Yumi replied, finding her cheeks a light pink again. She'd liked him before, sure, at least she thought she had. Now though that she'd spoken up about it she found herself rather self conscious about seeing him again. There was this silly notion that somehow he would know how she felt and that would be that, her secret would be out. She wanted to say something, but on her own time, when she was ready. Sighing as she released the button on her scouter she led everyone to the door out of the hangar, bringing everyone into the corridor to wait for their escort.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai didn't know what was happening but with Viral on the floor leaking blood out of his face, looking awfully close to simply giving up and dying. In a moment of hesitation Kai stepped back, watching as his brother quickly took off when Yumi came in to call just so he wouldn't need to deal with this; while it was probably a lot deeper than that, the fact of the matter was that Choi had buggered off at the first moment he could. He could hardly blame him, this was a little worrying and he didn't know what to do to help while all it looked like what was happening was the Beastman was finally going to kick the bucket like he always wanted.\n\n\"Has he done this before??\" Kai asked up, moving around them as both Kabocha and Takeshi went to pick up Viral, keeping away from the blood, \"Either way, I've never seen something like that, unless he got punched in the gut by that thing?\" There was a high possibility that he had damaged his insides after they had been healed, but they wouldn't know what was happening until they got him into the machine and ran a diagnostics check on him. He would have to simply go in as he was at this point and get hooked up immediately, but if there was one thing he hoped it was that Choi didn't let Yumi know about this. She would just end up rushing down and put everyone into a panic with that demanding attitude of hers.\n\nMoving on a little further, he looked between the doors and looked at each of them, eventually finding the medical room with the right machine to heal Viral. Looking over the door's panel, he contemplated a moment before pushing the open button, watching as it slid open before he walked in, holding the door open, \"Should we tell your friend? He was the one with him and that creature, so maybe he could say what he saw happen?\" he asked up, looking to Viral, \"He'll need to get his vitals hooked up and that…'breathing thing' on before we can activate the machine\".\n\nChoi was feeling a little flustered, but maybe things would get better once Yumi was in his presence and no blood just happened to be leaking from her face. The only thing he could associate that with was death, so it was definitely something he didn't want to be around when all it did was remind him of the slow deaths during battles. Hurrying along, he soon found himself at the hanger, looking around quickly before spotting the others with Yumi. Hurrying along towards her, he looked back for a moment before he let out a sigh as he came to a halt.\n\nIt appeared everyone was gathered apart from the obvious ones who were still missing, his eyes going to his father before to Yumi, \"Uhhh, I'm here! If that wasn't obvious…\" he spoke, giving a quick look to T'charrl and Shu. The big bug was essentially holding onto Shu as they stood, the kid must had still been having head problems so finding a room where he could find a few spare pillows would probably be good, his mind going to the rooms for the higher ranks; it would probably keep Kabocha's parents happy too, then again they barely seemed happy with anything, \"Uhh, c'mon, this way\", he sighed, hurrying along a little before slowing down again, \"So uhh, we dealt with the nasty thing; it was nothing! Don't suppose you guys had more fun, huh?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"No... Never, it's never been like this. He even seemed to be getting better, I don't get what happened..." Takeshi replied, shaking his head. Could it have come about by Viral using those arms of his? Takeshi had no clue what that ability did to one's body, there was nothing he could do that was anywhere near an equivalent. It must take quite a lot of energy to do, and judging by how the Beastman had been as of late it wasn't as if he had loads of energy to spare. Perhaps he'd overdone it and this was his body telling him he had to rest. Hopefully it was something as minor as that, but spitting up blood was rarely ever a simple manner. Keeping well in line behind Kai as the other boy led the way they quickly got to the healing room, going right on in and quickly turning on the instruments inside. There were three pods available to them, and a plethora of other machines that Takeshi could only begin to guess at what they did. "We'll tell Vegeta later, we got to get him inside first." Once Viral was stable and inside safely then they could worry about spreading the news. With Kai holding the door Takeshi and Kabocha carefully got Viral inside, propping him up against the back wall. "Viral? Just hang tight, we're going to get you set up and put you in here to rest, you're going to be fine." Right... Now for all of the cords. Thankfully no needles were involved, none of them were medics and wouldn't quite know where to stick one anyways. The vital sensors came in the form of small pads, stuck in major parts of the body to record things like heart rate. Uttering a faint apology Takeshi tore Viral's shirt open, taking two of the pads and sticking one right over his heart and another down near where his wound had been earlier. Another was administered onto his left bicep, and the final onto his right shoulder. It was probably not the ideal placing, not that they really knew any better. Holding up the Beastman then Kabocha grabbed the mask from the top of the pod, pulling it down and extending the hose before carefully stretching the band, dropping it down onto Viral's head and gently easing the mask over his nose and mouth. When all that was said and done they gingerly let go of him, closing the door as quickly as they could to begin filling up the pod. The controls for the machine were easy enough to use, it was one of the few things most soldiers were trained in, typically for the care of Elites. With the door closed Takeshi grabbed the latches, making sure they caught before pressing the proper button on the control pad. From the few pumps built into the tank came the healing solution, pouring down fair quick and filling up the tank. Soon Viral was floating inside, suspended in the liquid that would hopefully fix his problems. Consoled slightly at that thought Takeshi sighed, rubbing at his forehead and looking back at his squadmates. "Alright... You two should go on back to the others, get some rest or something. See your parents, do whatever. I'll hang around here until someone else comes by, don't want to leave him alone." Gods only know there might be something else onboard, the last thing Viral needed was to be attacked when he was in effect in a coma. "If you're going to go eat save me some, will you?" "Man, if we're eating now I doubt there's going to be anything left for you," Kabocha quipped, smirking in spite of his heart pounding away frantically in his chest. "I'll see what I can do though. I suppose mom and dad need to get the run down on what's going on... And it's probably best that I do it, since anyone else is going to want to smack them stupid." Thankfully Kabocha's parents finally died down in their arguing, for the moment at least. Yumi was darn near smacking both of them just for a second of peace and quiet, now it wouldn't be necessary. With the little dysfunctional show out of the way they sat in a comfortable silence for a few moments awaiting the arrival of Choi. What had they been doing, she wondered? It took an awfully long time just to find the control room, albeit they had probably checked the ship for people too, so that could explain it. Spotting Choi running towards them Yumi found herself smiling again, folding her hands in front of herself and standing as still as possible, rather not wanting to do anything to embarrass herself. Just as quickly as he had stopped did the Saiyan start up again, making her and the others begin to follow in suit. "Nasty thing...? Well that hardly sounds good..." Yumi remarked, frowning to herself. If she thought Choi would tell her she'd push as to what 'the nasty thing' was exactly. Glancing over at him curiously she smiled a bit then, reaching over and giving his shoulder a small push. "Oh we had a blast in there, let me tell you. We sat around and sang campfire songs, told ghost stories and ate s'mores. It was an absolute laughing riot." Leaning over to the boy she giggle lightly, gesturing over her shoulder with a thumb at Kabocha's parents, neither of which would look at the other right now. "Really all I got to do was listen to those two. They're so moody with one another, why the heck are they even together?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi was fair eager to learn to use his sword, having been pretty much enamored with the idea of it from the start. He wasn't so clueless as to think he could just swing it around willy nilly though, he needed instruction. Seeing as Viral was the only weapons expert among them he was then the obvious choice to ask for help. Takeshi had figured he'd asked tactfully enough, trying to be polite as possible. Nevertheless it somehow managed to upset Viral, apparently angry over the sword being referred to as a thing. It was though, wasn't it? Just a piece of metal, not sentient and certainly nothing more than a tool. That's how he saw it anyways, the Beastman had a radically different view. Thinking of the sword as an extension of his body wasn't quite the most simplistic thing to wrap his mind around. If he hoped to get anywhere with lessons he would have to see things Viral's way, which meant respecting the sword.\n\n\"Alright... Alright... Sorry. Maybe I'll respect it more when I learn how to use it though?\" Takeshi suggested, smiling eagerly. \"After all, all the sword does now is lie around. If I could actually make use of it then I'd think it's a lot more important, and I'd respect it!\" Maybe not the best way to word that, it sounded like he was just trying to appease Viral for the sake of training. As of now the Saiyan couldn't view the sword as anything but a tool, least of all not an extension of his body. It was easy for Viral to call his own weapon that when he had always had the thing, it was like Takeshi's and Shu's tails. Albeit the former was sort of missing his for some time now, but the point was the same.\n\n\"We think its best to kill these creatures before they can cause any more harm, that's why we're going down there,\" Vegeta explained patiently, crossing his arms over his chest. \"And I opted to bring you because I know you can fight them. Yes, I've got questions about that thing we've fought, but I'm not using you as a means to answer those. I'd say its a safe bet that if there are people on the world then they'll know about the creatures and what they are. All I'll need to do is ask someone down there then, you're not needed for that.\" He'd have thought Viral would be ecstatic to fight now that he was healed up. Plus, he'd managed to kill the monster, that ought to have helped out his mood a little bit. Apparently not.\n\nYumi took no pleasure in seeing Viral so upset, as she too had hoped his healing would cheer him up a little. Unaware she was inadvertently causing further grief she stepped forward and opted to give him a hug, the most simplistic form of comfort she could think of, not wanting to overdo it. Much to her dismay she was pushed back, even if gently, leaving her a little upset as she looked down at the Beastman. \"We all are ready, more or less. Those of us who want it will still need to put armor on, but other than that we're good to go.\" They all had changes of clothes, and perhaps with the exception of Kai, Choi and Kabocha no one was keen to wear Saiyan gear, not wanting to convey the wrong message. Takeshi wore a red colored jumpsuit with a pair of boots and gloves, and a black vest he'd dug up goodness knows wear, that was the closest any of them were to the regular Saiyan attire.\n\n\"It'll be just us going down,\" Takeshi added, gesturing to himself, Shu, Yumi and Vegeta. \"We figure a small party is better, and this way there's plenty of people to keep the ship safe. We were hoping you'd be willing to come with the rest of us, if you're up for it. Got to get the old crew back together, you know? It'll be fun.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was fair annoyed at Takeshi for having such a naïve outlook on what a weapon was and essentially what it made the warrior. He couldn't understand how anybody could treat a weapon like that when it was essentially the difference between protection and killing an opponent, even if he didn't want to finish his opponent in the end because of principles. Viral didn't need principles to stop him from killing someone; if they didn't deserve the relief the afterlife granted then they would suffer through life after being defeated by him. Viral knew he was acting on honour, but that's what a warrior needed the most and he was losing a lot of that lately.\n\nViral gave a pretty strong glare at him, he could only get angrier at the wording Takeshi used. So the lowdown was he wasn't going to respect his weapon until he knew how to use it, yet he would never learn how to use it if he couldn't respect it first. This idiot was just a pain in the neck to work with and he just didn't want to see respect in the sword. Growling lowly at his words, they hit a little close to home, \"'Lie around'? So does that make you not respect me just because I've been lying around and not making use of myself? Don't say it's not the same either, because it's exactly the same! You either learn respect…or you'll never master it!\"\n\nLooking to Vegeta, it sounded as if he was going off to do an extinction run rather than simply trying to do good. It was quite irritating, there was even a moment when he was reminded of what Korian said about killing him off before he could do anymore harm. Glaring at him as he spoke, he looked away, giving a shake of his head, \"You sound like someone I know\", he grumbled lowly, \"I'll do it because you want me to…I don't care what your reasoning behind wanting to fight them is, even though none of you are capable of doing so…\"\n\nViral was a little upset with being so close to Yumi after seeing that, but he couldn't project any anger onto her or show any signs that he was. He didn't even know why he was, but so long as she was happy then that's all that mattered. Frowning a little when she talked, he gave a quick look to the others before down at his clothes. He didn't want to wear them, but he would if he had to get out of these wet clothes and not feel this odd chill in his bones, \"So you trust the ship with them…fine\", he spoke before looking to Takeshi when he decided to speak up, pointing out who was going. He guessed that was okay, he just wondered whether they could trust the bug in the corner to behave while on the ship too, \"Hmph…I have no choice when nobody else is competent enough with a sword…fine, just…get out of here. I need to get changed and I hate people hovering over me and staring at me when I'm doing it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"No, I don't think you're the same because you're not a weapon," Takeshi retorted, frowning and getting defensive now. It had been an earnest and polite question, why did Viral have to get all angry about it? Even just trying to have civil conversation with the guy wasn't doing him any good, there just wasn't any making him happy. Slightly annoyed at the comment about lack of respect the Saiyan turned his head away, biting back a sharp comment as he folded his arms angrily. Fine, maybe he wouldn't go to the Beastman for help then, since Viral clearly didn't want to train him. After all, how could Takeshi show his sword proper respect when he had no clue how to use it? Bah, to hell with it. Sooner or later they were bound to come across somebody who could instruct him, or worst case scenario he would teach himself. Figuring an argument would only ensue if he pushed the subject the older boy went to the doorway, leaning against it while keeping his gaze elsewhere. Bothered a fair bit, but he kept his mouth shut. The last thing he wanted was to make Viral angry, and in having done so already now it was best to just avoid talking for the time being. The comparison that Viral was drawing flew right over Vegeta's head. Whoever the Beastman was referring to clearly he was not a fan of them, that much he gathered. Sighing softly to himself then Vegeta lifted a hand, running it through his hair before looking back at his friend. "Yeah, the rest of us can't track them like you can, so we need your help. Thank you for agreeing to come with us." Why did he have to make it sound like he'd no choice in the matter. Viral really needed to get over this idea of subordination that he apparently held towards Vegeta, because the Saiyan didn't like it one bit. They were friends, not this master and servant exchange they seemed to have Yumi and Takeshi each answered Viral's questions as best they could, the latter doing so before sulking off. It seemed a sound plan to everyone else involved, it gave Viral a chance to fight again and be more active, hopefully making him happier in the process. Thankfully Takeshi didn't take to the Beastman's comment about swords, as both Yumi and Vegeta expected an argument to break out. Their friend's request for privacy to change would be readily met. "We'll just be right outside when you're ready Viral," Yumi spoke, smiling softly before turning and leaving the room. Ushering Choi out along with herself she was followed by Vegeta, then Takeshi and Kabocha. Once everyone had gathered out in the hall they closed the door to let Viral do as he needed, leaning up against the wall or standing about idly to wait. Finally, Takeshi decided to voice some annoyance. "Didn't mean to upset the guy, sheesh. I just wanted to know how to use my sword is all..." "You've got to be mindful of how he feels about his weapon. That thing's as much a part of him as Shu's tail is a part of Shu. Calling it just a 'thing' is insulting," Vegeta explained, rather impatient for Takeshi's complaints right now. "Well I apologized! And he was still being a pain about it!" Takeshi gave a roll of his eyes, looking over his shoulder at the hilt of his sword jutting out. "Seriously, how else am I going to learn to use this thing?" "Just swing it around until something happens, that's what I'd do." Kabocha said, smirking and hefting his shoulders in a shrug. "How hard can it be to be good with a sword anyways? As long as its sharp and you've got a good arm it can't be all that complex. I mean jeez, it's a sharp stick more or less." "That 'sharp stick' was used to kill people for thousands of years on our world, and probably plenty of others too. In the right hands a sword is a very deadly tool. Anyone with basic training would make short work of Takeshi if he got into a fight." Fact was that swordsmanship wasn't someone just happened to pick up, it took precise drilling and practice. Vegeta shook his head in annoyance, letting out a sigh and looking across to Takeshi. "He'll train you, just give him time to cool down. He only just woke up and already you're demanding that he trains you, I can't blame him for being annoyed frankly." Takeshi opened his mouth to offer a rebuttal, thinking better of it and closing it again. Vegeta was right, he really could have picked a better time, but instead his excitement got the better of him. "I'll try again later, when he's up for it. I really do want to learn how to use this thing." After all, Shu had his staff, and now Takeshi his sword. They could be trained concurrently, and hopefully there they'd get something more they could do together too. Goodness knows there had hardly been any time as of late for them to do anything remotely fun with just the two of them.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Hard to argue with that logic. If anyone could explain some science stuff well it was Vegeta no doubt. Of course, he was liable to use words that were well beyond their understanding, which certainly didn't help Shu's case. \"Look at it this way though. Even if you learned on Earth you'd still be fighting gravity, so that's not any different. And if you learn to do it here then think of how well you'll fly back home.\" It would be like some extra training in that case, having to work against stronger forces to get up in the air. To Takeshi it sounded like a perfectly sound idea, and with such an empty world to do it on it would be a waste not to try.\n\n\"I figure you'll just be quicker on planets where you're lighter, and wouldn't that be a good thing?\" Takeshi asked, smiling at Shu. \"If you want to learn now then I'll teach you, plain and simple. And the only way that you're ever going to know your power is if you try it out, and this is a pretty good way to do it, don't you think?\" Training now also meant that Shu would get to see just how well he was coming along as far as healing. Walking around might make him a little lightheaded but flying wasn't liable to do the same thing. Watching T'charrl as he expressed his excitement and lifted up into the air with relative ease. \"See? T'charrl can fly, and I can definitely fly. So if you want to learn and you're ready I will definitely teach you again.\" Takeshi shrugged his shoulders, looking at Shu thoughtfully before pointing at his back with his thumb. \"Or I can carry you like before, it's up to you.\"\n\nIt was going to take a lot of searching just to find some kind of civilization, that was fairly obvious right now. Nothing could be seen from where they were that remotely resembled a town, so they would need to search quite a bit. Then again these folks might not live like people they knew, they could be looking for the wrong thing. For all they knew these aliens might live underground like T'charrl's people had. If that were the case they could well be standing on top of a home right this very moment, certainly an awkward introduction. From an attempt to give Viral some control instead came more anger on his part, to her dismay. Not at all what she wanted out of that she looked at her friend sadly, folding her ears down and letting out a soft sigh.\n\n\"I wasn't questioning them... I just want to leave things up to your discretion is all...\" Having some reign on the mission would maybe make him feel more in control of himself, that was the intent at least. Viral didn't see things that way unfortunately. Yumi frowned and rubbed at her head, wondering how to recover from her little blunder. It had to be the wording, now that she considered it. It didn't sound like she had meant, that must be why he was angry. Putting on a hopeful smile then she picked up the pace a bit, coming up alongside Viral and folding her hands at her waist. \"I trust how you'll handle things, please don't get the wrong idea. I'm not going to get in your way or stop you from doing things, because I know you'll do what's right.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't know what to make of it but at least Takeshi seemed to be somewhat interested in the subject, especially when the guy seemed to get annoyed at a lot of the things he asked about sometimes. Rubbing his tail a little as he stared at him, he nodded a little before making a quick glance towards T'charrl, \"I guess so, that sounds interesting\", he said, giving a little nod, \"Interesting! How nice, I would like to see how that goes when we get back to Earth and be able to fly well and not…into the dirt…\" He really did wonder whether he had the ability and strength to do all of this, his mind finding it a little hard to imagine him being able to fly properly. Feeling a little nervous, his eyes turned to look at T'charrl flying, smiling nervously.\n\nHe was pretty scared of what he could do and he knew how unstable he was in the end, so to do all of that he would have to learn how to control himself first. It was a little bit of pressure having to learn how to do flying all over again just because he mentioned it. Looking back to Takeshi he frowned a little, lowering his head a touch, \"Yeah, but you've all had practice, lots of practice and this is my first time\", he spoke, scratching his head, \"I do want to fly, but I'm just worried that it would be wasting time or it wouldn't be a good idea when we're supposed to be doing something important…\"\n\nT'charrl didn't know the significance of this or why they had to decide whether Shu wanted to learn to fly or not just now. Tilting his head a little he decided to fly closer, giving Shu a look over before nodding, \"You shouldn't be afraid, you're strong and brave\", he spoke, smiling, \"I'm sure your brother will catch you if you go flying towards the ground! When a young Kaesstrian grows their wings, we throw them up in the air higher and higher until they fly! It's scary at first, especially with Mother…she's really good at throwing…\"\n\nShu didn't know what to think of that, but he had experienced something like it before when he was very little. His clan would often toss the babies off them and get them to climb branches by themselves. Nodding a little, he looked to Takeshi, staring up at him, \"Will you throw me and catch me if I fall? Throw me long! Then catch me! It will be fun! Please?\" he asked him, bouncing a little before rubbing his head, \"…I've got faith in you, and you're really fast too…\"\n\nViral wasn't pleased with how Yumi was talking to him and her excuses for why she said such things were not helping in the slightest. Frowning a little when she came up beside him, he huffed and looked away again, growling to himself. All she was saying how bad she thought the things he did were and how they should be frowned upon with snark, nothing else beyond that. He didn't know why she had come if she thought that way of him, not unless it was simply to make sure he wasn't going to kill everyone he encountered, \"'What's right'? Depends on what's right in your eyes…or anyone's eyes! I just want to get rid of whatever monsters they have here just so Vegeta doesn't feel so paranoid over it\", he grunted, looking back to her, \"Don't think I don't see how everyone looks at me like I'm mad! I know what's right and wrong…but the right is not always the way to go and if I have to cut my way through to get to whatever beasts this planet is hiding, then so be it. At least they'll not have to live on this wretched planet anymore…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Hey now, so long as you keep practicing you'll be able to fly in no time! After all you're a Saiyan, and we've got this knack for learning tricks like this." Shu had near had flying down before, and probably would be quite adept by now if their year long servitude hadn't ruined things. So it was back to square one then, meaning they probably had to work on Ki control. In theory it was simple enough, spread your energy out to push yourself into the air and learn to do it in the right quantities. Reassuring his sibling with a pat on the back then Takeshi smiled, giving him a thumbs up as well. "The only time you'll be hitting the dirt is when you land, and you'll do that on your feet, not your face. I know you can do this buddy, you just have to be a little more confident." He knew that T'charrl was just trying to be helpful, but his suggestion as how to practice made Takeshi cringe inwardly. Vegeta's words echoed in his head about not jostling Shu too much, and tossing him up in the air like a ball would most certainly do just that. It might work for Kaesstrians, but not for a little Saiyan boy with a concussion. Having Shu subsequently turn on him and get all excited about the idea made it difficult to shoot him down. For his own sake though it had to be dismissed, lest they worsen his condition. "I don't think throwing you is such a good idea. We might hurt your head if we do that more, and we don't want that do we?" While it was nice that his sibling was confident in Takeshi's speed and had faith it wasn't enough to sway the decision. The chance of further hurting the monkey boy was too great, certainly not a risk they ought to be taking. Perhaps there was hope for just simple practice then. "Instead of throwing you up why don't we do some simple exercises? I'll teach you how to do it a safer way, and we'll work on it later too. I just don't want to do anything that might hurt you... Like tossing you around." Goodness knows what Yumi and Vegeta would do to him if he was responsible for Shu for getting hurt. Not to mention the guilt he'd be riddled with if he was the cause. Takeshi smiled as he grabbed Shu by the arm, gently tugging him along away from the ship, gesturing for T'charrl to follow them. With ships beginning to descend above them it was definitely best that they get out of the area to do this, as getting squashed would pretty much ruin their plans. Being in a fair wide open field they traveled quite a ways across, approaching a hill at the far end and stopping at the base. The sound of engines roaring and gradually shutting down drowned out most sound, so Takeshi waited a moment before speaking again. In the meantime he watched as rebels began to come out of the ships, hurrying towards one sat right next to their own, probably the junker. It might be interesting to watch them work, but they had things to do. Once the little show was underway in earnest it was high time for them to move along. Leading T'charrl and Shu up the hill they stopped just as they reached the crest, Takeshi taking a second to look around from their new perspective. It was a lot of hills and plains, and off in the distance some high plateaus. Probably not the most likely place for people to be living, but they might as well keep in the same direction. Spinning on his heel to face Shu the older boy smirked, spreading his arms out to the sides in a stretch before hopping in place a bit on one foot. "Alright, want to try some basic flying practice? You don't have to get it down now obviously, it'll take some time. But if we start now you'll know how to do it sooner." Given maybe a few days time Shu would be up and about no problem, he was confident of that. "And don't worry about taking up time, we're not in any hurry." Again Yumi's words backfired, only serving to further anger Viral. Cringing as she was snapped at she retreated a bit, putting some space between them and lowering her gaze. Why did he have to assume that every single thing she said was somehow critical of him? It was meant to be supportive, and yet it was still coming across as bad. Frankly it was frustrating, and draining to keep trying this. Exhaling in a soft sigh she lifted one hand, rubbing at her head before looking back at Viral again. "What's right to you... That's what I meant. I know you're going to stick to morals and not to anything wrong, your morals. I don't have to tell you how to act and I'm not," Yumi explained defensively. "And Vegeta isn't the only one that wants to get these things. They're dangerous, and we don't want innocent people getting hurt. All we want to do is prevent something from happening later, is that such a bad thing?" It was just a safety precaution, nothing more. Even if they might be a little paranoid about this a little paranoia was healthy. "Besides... These things are just monsters, and they only want to hurt people. The way I see it they deserve to be killed. If it's between innocent people and these... Things, then I'll choose to save the people."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Well, maybe it'll be because of Shu and I that you learn to control it too!\" Takeshi said, grinning broadly as he folded his hands behind his head. \"We're nothing if not determined, and sooner or later we'll help you get this power of yours down. Just be ready to practice a lot, especially since you're so new to it.\" Maybe they could even give T'charrl the same kind of training that Shu would receive for his Ki. The energy they used weren't exactly the same, but in theory anyways it ought to work in the same manner. Of course it was a little tricky to say, seeing as the Kaesstrian drew his energy from the planet, whereas their being Saiyans they drew power from their bodies. The only exception in their case was in using something like the Spirit Bomb, not that either of them could remotely pull that off.\n\nIt was probably high time they got moving, seeing as Shu wasn't wanting to train any longer. Not a big deal, they had ample opportunities later to do just that if he chose to follow up on lessons. Smiling at his brother then Takeshi squatted down slightly, helping the smaller Saiyan onto his back before clasping his arms around the boy's legs to keep him secure. \"No my head can't be knocked off. At least... Not that I know of. I don't imagine it would feel very good.\" Would he even be able to feel it at all? Technically wouldn't being decapitated cut off all feeling to the body? Ah, he was over thinking this, and it wasn't like he had an answer anyways. \"Believe me, I'm not going to drop you. I'll sooner crash myself into one of those cliffs than drop you buddy.\" That wasn't any sort of attention he needed, as there were plenty of people that would have his rear for hurting Shu. Once sure that his brother wasn't going anywhere and T'charrl was good to get moving Takeshi gave a small nod of his head, looking towards the plateaus. That would be a good place to start, and if empty then at least they had a better vantage point. Taking just one step forward he pushed himself off the ground, flying away at a modest pace as not to spook Shu, or possibly outrun T'charrl. Best to stay in a group here, they didn't know what they were going into.\n\n\"You were, but you didn't. I'm not going to run away because you*might*have done something.\" Viral was really having it now, he was absolutely down on himself. Smiling sadly Yumi knelt down before him, placing one hand over a paw as she looked at him tenderly. \"The pain is real, but maybe it isn't physical. We'll find out what it is, together, you and all of us. And we'll find a way to beat it so you can feel better again. We're all here to help you Viral, no matter what you might believe sometimes. All we want is to see you get better.\" Whatever the cost that was the intent, within the main collective anyways. Viral's well being was becoming everyone's priority, they all wanted to see him well again. \"I know things are looking glum, but they're going to get better. We're all going to keep trying, as long as it takes, to make you not hurt anymore. And we don't mind doing it, honest. We're happy to try.\" Yumi explained, gently trying to remove Viral's hands from his head. \"You'll be okay eventually. Maybe not until we get back home, but it will happen.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl looked between the two before he gave a little nod, smiling at Takeshi. He hoped it would be because of them that he'd find control any maybe even be able to reverse what he had done to himself, but that would have to be something he'd have to see in the future. It was especially worrying to have little practice with it when he'd sometimes spend entire hours out of his busy day to solely practice on his abilities and talk to his great grandmother. Without being on his planet, he had no connection to her and her spirit was probably wandering around trying to listen out for hints as to where he went. Feeling the want as well as the need to get back to his former body, he let out a sigh and looked elsewhere, just wondering where they were heading, \"I have no idea what direction my power is heading in, so it would definitely be very nice to get back to normal\", he sighed, looking back, \"I already practiced a lot before, so it shouldn't be too different…I hope. I just fear I won't get myself under control before I have to head back home\".\n\nShu looked to T'charrl curiously, tilting his head a little. He was worried that his friend would get discouraged upon seeing them have their own powers down and controlled, the alien possibly feeling sad that he might be having a tough time getting controlled. Feeling fairly confident in his friend, he smiled and looked back to Takeshi, squealing as he was raised into the air as he took hold of his brother. Feeling a little confused as to why Takeshi would even mention his head being knocked off when it couldn't be, he held onto his brother's shoulders and peered over him, \"Ooh, I wouldn't like that! Please don't crash, okay?\" he nodded before they flew off and away. T'charrl was quick to take to the air and fly off after them, keeping at a fair pace. Shu didn't know where they were heading, but he did have a fair bit of excitement towards what the future may hold.\n\nViral felt like he was at an all-time low at this point in his life, confusing his imagination and nightmares for reality. He didn't know what his life was at anymore, he was definitely worried for himself and others just for being around him. He could kill them without realising it, his mind completely losing its grip on reality. It was painful, his mind finding it difficult to focus even as Yumi knelt there and talked to him, \"You should had left while you had the chance\", he grumbled, slowly giving his head a shake, \"You'd think it would be okay if I did such a thing without meaning it, but that's just repeating the same scenario as all those years passed!\"\n\nViral was fed up with himself, he wasn't even depressed at this point but rather confused an angry. He wanted to put it all aside, but further maddening moments would only drag him down further and every step was closer and closer towards insanity. As Yumi slowly moved his paw from his face, he gave her an angry expression before looking away again, shaking his head, \"I don't know how you're going to make this nightmare end. Who knows what I would even do after it! I barely know what is the point in all this and why I can't find my mind again…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Don't worry Shu, I'm not going to crash," Takeshi said, smiling, "Just hold on tight and you'll be fine buddy!" With a small kick he launched up into the air, flying off a bit quickly but not too suddenly as not to jolt his brother. Looking over his shoulder to make sure T'charrl was following them he began to fly along in earnest. They still had no idea where they were even going yet, that hadn't really been discussed. The idea was to find some people somewhere and ask them for help on the creatures, that was about as far as the plan had gone. Heck, they couldn't even be certain that there were people on this world. It was safe to assume so, since the Saiyans had stopped here for some reason, and it sure as heck wasn't for resources. It could have been a rudimentary pit stop for all they knew and they were chasing ghosts, wasting their time here. It would be impossible to know until they actually came across somebody, or couldn't find a single soul after scouring the entire planet. If it took that long, Takeshi mused, they were going to be here for quite some time yet. The roving hills went on for quite some time, though it did frequently turn into plains and valleys. So far this planet didn't have a whole ton going for it. There were more plants out here at least, yet not a single one that looked like it bore any sort of fruit. Takeshi was bent on finding some kind of food here, preferably fruit for Shu's sake. It was a pretty safe bet that there weren't a ton of fruits on their ship, he couldn't quite imagine soldiers munching down on apples and bananas when there was the option of meats. Bummer, he'd hoped to do something nice for Shu. Drawing ever nearer to the plateaus Takeshi was a further disappointed that there were still no signs of life, not at the base of the rocks nor on top. Even in spite of having a river running alongside it there were no indications of any kind of civilization, no tiny huts or anything. This first area then seemed unpromising, they'd probably have to head even further in. Well, they should at the very least stop on the top and get their bearings, see if anything could be spotted from there. So rather than passing on by when they got near Takeshi opted for them to land, leading himself, Shu and T'charrl down onto the rocks below. Even up here there was a bit of grass growing, albeit in patches compared to the seas of it below. Once his feet touched down on the ground the older boy glanced back at his sibling, smiling and giving him a gentle little bounce. "This place seems kind of empty, but it can't hurt to look around a bit. Want to get down and help?" There were some crevices they could check, though it was unlikely that anyone would live in between the rocks. There didn't look like a whole lot of sun down between the plateaus, and being so far from the water the further in one went was counter-intuitive. It was a little difficult this, trying to guess how the people on this planet lived. So far everyone they'd encountered had all been pretty similar, and Takeshi doubted this was going to be an exception. Maybe the world really wasn't inhabited by anything remotely intelligent. Yumi shook her head again, frowning as she looked at Viral sadly. "I told you I won't leave. I don't care what might happen, leaving you alone can't help anything. I mean... It would make us safer, but is it going to do you any good? We can't go hide somewhere knowing you're in pain Viral, and we refuse to do that. We're not going to leave you alone on this." It was a pretty widespread belief that Viral would likely end up going utterly mental or worse if left alone. Even among his friends and the others he seemed edgy, it was an uneasy thought then if he might be left to his own devices. Not so much concerning what he would do to others, but to himself. None of their efforts to help would amount to anything if he should be lost to them, and so they were persistent to stay with him. "You would do whatever you want when you're better. You can keep traveling with us and fight, or you can go home, or anything you want. I think we'd all like it very much if you kept fighting with us though. It wouldn't be the same not having you with us in battle." Healthy or not Viral was a fair integral part of their team, and losing him would definitely send ripples through the group. They could all probably get along in his absence, but it wouldn't be the same. Yumi kept one of Viral's paws in her grasp, putting both hands around it as she held it to her chest, smiling kindly at him. "We'll make you feel better somehow. If you're in a nightmare then we'll wake you up. Everything is going to be okay, we just have to keep working for it, right? Just remember that no one thinks you're a monster, and no one is giving up on you. We're all here for as long as it takes to help get you through this, I promise."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Right... Sorry Viral.\" It was safe to say that this whole endeavor had backfired, none of it was panning out as Yumi had hoped. Well it couldn't be said she hadn't tried, albeit trying had not given her anything in the end. Fair dejected at this point she hardly had the desire to argue any longer, letting it lie where it was. No doubt she'd try again at a later date if need be, she wasn't ready to well completely abandon Viral just yet. But she recognized that pushing things now was only going to escalate and ultimately make matters worse. Listening to the conversation she wasn't entirely sure if this was a good idea or not, going after a supposed god. Viral hadn't completely healed, and was not exactly in the best state of mind. Coupled with her questionable strength and it seemed like an awful poor idea to have them go into battle, together too no less. They weren't quite seeing eye to eye at the moment, teamwork might be a little lacking. They had been asked however, and confident or not Yumi intended to go through with the request. If it met their goal then she'd be silly not to after all.\n\nViral on the other hand didn't quite agree with the plan. Rather than agree to the partnership he immediately told Yumi to go back and leave matters to him. Watching in silent surprise as he darted off she frowned deeply, balling her hands up into fists out of frustration. So she couldn't tell him what to do, but it was fair game when it came to her? Oh no, things didn't work that way. It was mutual or not at all as far as she was concerned. Watching her friend slowly distance himself further and further she opted to go behind his back, not allowing him to do this alone as he pleased. With an indignant huff she began to run after Viral, not quite trying to cover the distance but just to follow him. \"I'm not a little girl, you can't just brush me off like that!\" she called after him, staring at his back. \"And I already said you won't scare me away, so I'm coming! Deal with it!\" Between the two of them they would have a better chance, that couldn't be debated.\n\nTakeshi felt a little nervous once Viral was gone, knowing he'd just set something in motion that could well end up poorly for their friends. There was no way of knowing exactly what they were going to fight, and with this so called 'god' apparently being fair strong he couldn't help but worry for the well being of the others. Shu shared his concerns and voiced them readily, bringing up more questions as well. \"I don't know... I really don't. And if they are one of those things from before then I'm not sure they'll be able to handle it alone.\" This was bad, they really should have looked into it more before diving right in. Running a hand through his hair nervously Takeshi looked at his brother, forcing a small smile. \"But... It's Viral and Yumi right? They can take care of themselves, so we shouldn't worry so much. They'll be fine.\" If only he felt as confident as he was letting on.\n\n\"Friends brave, courage lots. If strong be okay. God maybe not die, but maybe god trap? Bury, or put in hole. Prison god, if not kill. Maybe?\" From what they had seen of their deity it was indeed strong and imposing, but they figured it could be caged just as any other being. Granted a simple hole or barred room wasn't going to likely cut it, but if these people were resourceful then they would find a way. Wringing his claws together nervously the father went over to his wife and son, standing beside them and looking up at the trio gratefully. \"Food? Hunger? We feed, least can do. Like berries? Roots? Sweet and spicy, good. Try?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral didn't want Yumi there for a number of reasons, especially when a lot of those meant she was going to end up getting hurt because of him and end up in a worse state than she's been before with his way of fighting. He was aware with how much he hit her and how hard he was throwing those punches at her, seeing as how she had to go and use other measures to try and beat him down that didn't consist of only her fists. If they were going up against a monster then he would need to concentrate on taking it out quickly, not with the problem of having to watch out for Yumi and make sure she wasn't going to get in the way of things; he was the one with the blade, not her.\n\nRunning straight for the mountains in search of the so-called god, he looked back when she called out to him, seeing her running on after him. Letting out an annoyed groan he shook his head, letting out a huff, \"Hmph! Don't be stupid! Do you even know what you're getting yourself into by fighting with me??\" he spoke, running faster yet, \"You're getting just as bad as those damn Saiyans with that pride of yours!\" He couldn't afford to let Yumi get hurt, she was too important to everyone and it would only make things worse if she came back hurt because of him or not come back at all. He was pretty annoyed by her stubbornness, trying to concentrate on outrunning her first rather than talk her out of it; if he was able to escape her just through running, then maybe she'd get fed up and turn around.\n\nShu stared up at Takeshi as he spoke, giving a little nod before letting out a sigh, looking away again. While he did have a lot of belief in Viral and Yumi, he just hoped they'd be okay if the creature was really going to be as strong as these ones made it out to be. He didn't want them getting hurt and they were awfully far away if they were going to get in trouble, he didn't even know if they'd be fast enough to fly over there and help them just in time, \"I-I guess so, I hope they'll be alright\", he spoke, lowering his head a little before his attention went straight to the native instead. They seemed confident in the others too, despite never meeting them as well. Smiling a little, he tilted his head as the father moved back to his family, giving a quick nod at the sound of food, \"Oooohh food! Yes! I like berries! I like sweet!\" he spoke, only to look up to Takeshi confused, \"What is 'roots'? What's spicy like?\"\n\nT'charrl wasn't sure what to make of any of this, seeing as how he was fairly new to this whole adventuring in different worlds and new species. He really did hope he wasn't insulting any of them by acting the way he did and keeping away from all of them, just incase his size was a little imposing. Hearing about the others going off to fight a god-like creature was a little worrying too, especially with this feeling in his chest not indicating everything was going well. He felt nervous, his mind unable to settle on one thing just now as everything the natives said went straight over his head as he slowly looked around instead.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
In spite of clearly disobeying Viral she was determined to come along and help fight. Dangerous or not she couldn't well in good conscience let him go alone, she'd never forgive herself if he ended up hurt. He took notice of her approach fair quickly, instantly trying to dissuade her in his own little way. Not that it was going to have any effect, her mind was made up. "I don't know what I'm getting into, and neither do you! But I do know we're both better off with someone as back up!" This wasn't up for debate, they were doing this together like it or not. Normally quite accommodating towards Viral this would be one of the few times she refused to bend for him. The comparison to the Saiyans drew a bit of amusement from her, as well a bit of anger. "Those damn Saiyans are our friends you know! And you've got pride too, so don't act like you're better than them!" Yumi sped up her run to try and catch up to Viral, determined to get there at the same time he did. "Instead of arguing how about we figure out what we're doing, how's that sound?" Viral and Yumi's well being was in their own hands now, there was no helping it at this point. It would be fair easy enough to call them off still, but knowing them they weren't going to be deterred once given a task. Takeshi rubbed at his temples to try and relieve some stress, closing his eyes and sighing softly.*They're going to be fine*, he told himself,*nothing they can't handle.*The discussion was taken away from the situation at hand with the mention of food, rather quickly exciting Shu as a result. While he wasn't overly thrilled at the idea of more fruit the older boy was more than happy to indulge his brother. If nothing else it gave them something to relieve a little stress. "Roots are the part of the plant that is underground Shu. They help feed the plant by sucking up water and nutrients," Takeshi explained, smiling a bit. That much he knew. "And spicy is... Well it's like hot food, but its not warm hot... You know, like fire is. It's... Er... Try some, you'll find out." The father alien was happy that the visitors accepted their offerings, feeling indebted for their trying to save his son. It was the very least that could be done after all, and truth be told they did have excess food. Looking over to his wife he gestured for her to grab some of their haul, keeping his child right at his side. Meanwhile she went over to the tall grass again, disappearing into the thickets for a moment before returning, dragging behind her a wheel-less cart with a modest pile of goodies stacked up inside. Setting it down between her family and the aliens she bowed her head politely, looking up with a pleased smile. "Eat, please. Good, yummy food. Take what like." Takeshi wasn't exactly enamored with the selection they had been given, but Shu was no doubt ecstatic. Plenty of varieties of fruits were piled up on one another, an assortment of small berries and even a few larger, apple sized fruits as well. In the mix he saw the roots the aliens had been talking about, a little off-put at how dirty they still were. Still, it did smell nice, and he hadn't had anything since breakfast about two hours ago so his stomach was asking for a snack. Shrugging off his trepidation he leaned down, snatching up one of the roots and turning it over in his hands carefully. After meticulously brushing a little dirt off he gave it a good sniffing, pleased to find it smelled a bit like ginger. Giving it as best a cleaning as he could then he broke off a bit of the root, again giving it a look over. Seeing nothing inherently wrong with the item he gave it a small nibble just to get an idea of the flavor. Amazingly it even tasted like ginger, candied ginger at that, sweet and spicy at the same time. Excited he broke off another piece, popping it into his mouth cheerfully. Then breaking off two more he offered a piece to both Shu and T'charrl to try, still chewing on his own. "It's good, want some?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Yumi only shrugged her shoulders at Viral's words. If she had an aversion to being hurt she never would have gone through with learning martial arts in the first place. Pain was a part of what she did, it was a fact she accepted wholly then. If she shirked from every potentially painful experience her fights would have been far and few between, none of which worth mention. \"Pain is good in a way,\" she finally muttered, lifting a hand to brush a bit of her hair from her eyes. \"It means we're alive. It'll be a bad day when I can't feel pain. So... In a way I look forward to getting hurt.\" Some kind of strange logic there, but to her it made sense. Fighting, getting hurt, even losing was all part of being alive. Perhaps if Viral could see it that way then he'd not be so down on himself.\n\nDespite his well pronounce aversion to flying Viral had agreed to Yumi's suggestion. Just as well, because the alternative would possibly take them all day to see to. Sticking her tongue out at being called stupid she smiled cheekily, finally releasing the Beastman and turning around so he could hold on. Once his grip was secure and her own on him the pair took off, flying fair casually over the cliff's edge and the valley below. This was going to be much faster no doubt, as already the mountains were beginning to come into view. As they approached and it became more clear she could see a clear pass cleaved into the mountains, starting at the base of it. They could land and walk, sure, but that sort of defeated the point of flying in. Plus they weren't exactly going for discretion here, so flying in it was. Yumi made it a point to keep an eye on the pass, figuring it had to lead somewhere, possibly to the god. If not then surely one of them would notice something along the way.\n\n\"A legendary sword? Oh now that sounds really neat. Maybe the whole naming your weapon idea isn't so lame after all.\" Takeshi looked down at the blade in his hand, wondering just what in the world he could possibly name his own. Nothing came to mind, at least nothing that wasn't cliche or just plain random. It'd have to be something unique and cool, something to stand out. He'd have to figure it out later though, he had to focus on the task at hand. Nodding when T'charrl took to the air the Saiyan returned his gaze to the grass, still watching intently for any movement. \"Yeah, we can lure them away if we have to. But we'll need to be careful, if they don't follow us it could be bad.\"\n\nTakeshi was staring directly at the grass the entire time, watching for the slightest movement to indicate a predator. Aside from the ripple of the wind there was no rustling, not even a single blade moving out of place. If these \"Dural\" or whatever were coming this way then they must be awfully tiny to not budge any of the grass. Or perhaps they were approaching another way altogether. So focused on the grass was he the Saiyan failed to notice a shadow sliding along the ground, approaching from the right. Takeshi had no idea what was coming until he felt something touch his leg, at first a simple nudge, then a strong, sudden grip. Letting out a surprised yelp he looked down, astonished to see an orange arm protruding from the ground, its three claw like fingers wrapped firmly around his limb. Uttering an incoherent string of surprised words he kicked the arm, thankful that it released him. Skipping back away from where it had come up he held his sword at the ready, watching as a creature rose up from the dirt in a purple mist similar to the one on the ship. So it*was*the same thing!\n\nThe monster glowered at Takeshi angrily, immediately recognizing the Saiyan as a threat and being in its way. The den entrance was behind him, and noting the weapon in hand it knew it had to get through him. With a guttural snarl it bore its large fangs, barreling straight at the Saiyan and opening its gaping maw, trying to bite down on him. Takeshi again let out a surprised little sound, perhaps not quite expecting the beast to attack right off the bat. Gripping his sword securely he watched the animal approach, glancing down at his weapon almost clueless for a moment. Well he had the weapon, now he had to try and make use of it. Finally getting the sense to raise the blade he did so just as the monster reached him, narrowly avoiding being chewed down on but being rammed to the side by the monster instead. Barely keeping upright he scrunched up his face in annoyance, looking at the sword again.*Just swing the stupid thing, how hard can it be?*", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral couldn't be bothered with all of this, his mood had been completely shot and arguing about pain was just annoying in all of its sarcasm. He didn't need that attitude from her right now, she knew fine well what he was talking about and she knew what his mood was like right now, so hearing her talk to him like that was just making him angry, \"Don't you make it out to be nothing! You know what I'm talking about\", he spoke harshly, keeping his eyes off her, \"There are so many ways you can get hurt and most of them come from being around me. You're either going to get clawed or thrown or possibly even crushed…and don't ask how that can happen, but it can\".\n\nWith Viral feeling pretty wound up and Yumi being the cause of it, he found it pretty difficult to get up and going to go flying with her. He didn't really like the thought of flying and if he was by himself then he would be off into those mountains without needing to fly, but with her it was a little bit more difficult. He couldn't use the abilities he had gained or the agility he had just incase she tried to copy him, something she'd most likely try and do anyway. Letting out a sigh as she turned around, he hesitated a moment before eventually taking hold of her, feeling awkward already. Once they were up in the air he didn't feel so bad, but it was still incredibly awkward and he still couldn't help but feel incredibly vulnerable like this when one tiny mistake would send him falling straight to the ground. He barely had time to look around, his eyes not so much looking to the mountains as they were looking to the ground.\n\nT'charrl didn't know how to feel about being up like this, especially when the creatures could had easily been fliers too and could possibly pull him out of the air and drag him to the ground in an ambush attack. If Takeshi was confident that he'd be able to be of use in the air then he was going to stay up there for now, his eyes surfing the ground below for any sort of nasty creature; however, without any warning there was a noise from Takeshi, looking down to him to see a strange arm popping out of the ground and grabbing his leg. Letting out a gasp he looked around, his antennae waving around to try and catch the scent of any other attackers considering there was more than one creature mentioned by the native.\n\nFeeling a little lost as the creature popped right out of the ground in a strange energy, he looked around hastily as one of the monsters eventually showed themselves as it crawled out of the ground just as it reached the cave. It looked like it was trying to use the distraction by its partner to sneak in and grab the child, but T'charrl was not going to let that happen as he immediately dived straight down at the strange creature, slamming right into it and forcing his claws down on it in a hasty attack. With a grunting yelp from the creature at the surprise caused by T'charrl, it wasn't long before T'charrl tried to sink his sharp teeth into it before he was suddenly grabbed by his fur and thrown away. Landing on his feet in a brief flutter, it definitely appeared as if the creature's attention was on him as it immediately made a move to charge straight at him with T'charrl trying to use this opportunity to lead it away from the den, \"Takeshi! Care to get away from here?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Keeping Viral aloft was proving easier than Yumi had worried. She hadn't piggybacked him in a while, and with the obvious size difference between them she worried it might be just the tiniest bit awkward. With no problems during flight however she was allowed to go along with ease, keeping a sharp eye out for anything below. Unfortunately they hadn't been told what to look for out in the mountains, only that the god was out here. Having just entered the range it was impossible to see the far end of it, albeit in part probably because they were relatively low. She would rise to the peaks if she wasn't worried about it being too cold, or Viral becoming uneasy. So she stayed relatively in the middle, following the pass below as best she could. It was proving to be a good thing that Yumi had opted to follow the path. Now and again she would see a small lit beacon down below, indicating that there was something further along. Yet when she looked ahead initially there was no hint at just what they may be traveling towards. As they went further and further into the mountains there were hints that they were on the proper path. Along with the lit beacons were banners, made of some sort of hide by the looks of them with an indistinguishable mark painted on them. And sure enough, a few moments later into their flight she spotted what had to be their destination. A mountain stood in the way of the path perhaps a kilometer ahead, and even from the distance they were at she could make out a large structure built onto it. The closer they got the more she realized it was a sort of temple, and a massive one at that. Eyes wide she looked over her shoulder at Viral before slowing down a bit, landing them at the bottom of a long set of steps. "Holy cow... Think this is it?" Having the monster collide with him hurt a fair bit, the think was pretty much as solid as a rock. Slightly winded from it Takeshi took a moment to gain his composure, still settling down from the surprise of the attack a moment before. T'charrl took notice of it too, and had even managed to stop a second creature, one he hadn't accounted for. Hopefully there were only the two, otherwise they were going to be in for a tough time. Nodding his head at his friend's suggestion the Saiyan looked back at his opponent, smiling slightly. "Come get me stupid!" he taunted, turning around to shake his backside. When he glanced over his shoulder the creature was bearing down on him, and with a short, forced laugh he darted away, heading along the tall grass with the monster in tow. Racing along as he was Takeshi took the creature as far as he could, right away from the den until even the rock face in which it was bore was well out of view. Only then did he finally stop and turn, preparing to right the creature. As before it came charging at him, looking ready to chow down on his hide yet again. This time however he was ready, his sword in hand and poised to strike. Raising it up he tried to bring it down in a vertical slice, aiming to hit the creature's shoulder and hopefully disable it a little. Because of the angle he cut though it more or less brushed right off, only managing to take some skin with it. Furiously the creature tackled him to the ground, and in a flash it was snapping its jaws at him, trying to take him in its gaping maw. With his sword knocked to the side Takeshi had both hands on the creature's head, pushing away to avoid becoming a late afternoon snack. Grunting in exertion he managed to push the head away a bit, enough to land a solid punch on the throat and make the animal back off. Wincing as his knuckles were stabbed by the hide he grabbed the sword, running off again to get some distance. This was going to be harder than he thought.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"The sacrifice of one young for my protection of a race, that does not seem unfair to me,\" the creature replied, waving one of his massive hands. \"One life amongst thousands is a small price to pay. They sate my hunger and in turn I deter invaders and aid them with my children. How is that such a poor exchange?\" This little one knew nothing by the sounds of it. He couldn't well understand after all, not being from this world. The 'god' was not going to be angry over this, one couldn't be angry over ignorance. He would try to make Viral see it his way, or simply be rid of him, it was that plain in his eyes. \"Let's be done with this... I'm still waiting on my meal...\" Figuring this alien was a small order he reached out, simply trying to grab hold of Viral and crush him in his grasp. Surprisingly the little thing had fangs, or swords as it were, and knew how to use them. Catching a blade along the palm of the hand the creature grumbled in discomfort, pulling the appendage away and curling it up protectively. Eyes locked on the mech he paid careful mind to it as it jumped into the air, not expecting a rain of knives to come from the alien. The only thing it could well do was lift up an arm, blocking the majority of the projectiles with the plating on said limb. A few got through, piercing his skin along the unprotected bits of his arm as well as his gut. They were so small it was hardly more than a minor nuisance, and quickly enough the god swung out an arm again, trying to catch Viral in mid air.\n\nTakeshi had no clue where his pursuer had gone by now, yet he kept running anyways. Eventually though when all he could hear was his own breathing he stopped, holding his sword at the ready well preparing for an attack. It was a little eerie standing in the grass like this, he couldn't well see anything around him unless it charged directly towards him. It could have slipped off, which would be very worrying. Hopefully T'charrl was ready to fight then, he may be the only thing standing between the monster and the den. While looking around himself the Saiyan frowned hearing a sharp hissing sound, not recognizing it as anything right away. It sounded a ways off, but it was still loud enough to grab his attention. Takeshi rose up out of the grass slowly, looking towards the source of the noise confused. When he spotted T'charrl, hunched over the slowly disappearing remains of a monster his eyes widened in surprise. Something wasn't right, the Kaesstrian didn't look himself. Concerned now the Saiyan began to fly back over, but as he was doing so the second creature finally made itself known. Takeshi didn't even see it jump up, all he felt was a figure slam into him and nearly tear him out of the sky. Half in panic and just trying to stay aloft he pushed on, rising up as he did so while struggling with the sudden added weight. The monster clung onto him around his waist, its claws digging into his side uncomfortably as it tried to hang on.\n\n\"Agh...! Let go of me damn it!\" Takeshi finally stopped once he was a fair height in the air, glaring down at the creature angrily. Again it tried to pull at him, making him waver in the air and wince at the prodding. It wasn't enough to break the skin, but it was akin to a nasty rug burn, and quite uncomfortable then. Shaking himself a bit to try and break free he finally opted to use the sword, first smashing at the creature's head with the hilt. When that didn't do the trick he adjusted his grip, and with as much force as he could muster he drove the blade down, right in between the eyes of the monster. Emitting a loud roar it finally released him, tumbling towards the ground at great speeds before finally landing a little ways off from T'charrl, knocking up a big plume of dust upon landing. The creatures eyes were both squeezed shut in pain, a horizontal slice nearly reaching both of them. Blindly it got to its feet, sniffing the air for the Saiyan and growling angrily all the while. \"T'charrl, careful!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was trying to do a lot in this battle, mainly avoiding what he could all while he was trying to find weaknesses. He had no reason to compromise with this beast, there was nothing to compromise with. The creature was just spouting out nonsense, the Saiyans had no interest in an underdeveloped world and even with creatures and a bigger creature that made out that it was a god. He had no time for this thing, there was no way he was going to be giving up and leaving this thing. Looking to the large limb come right at him, he growled and took advantage of its momentum, snatching onto it while using the force to swing himself around and clasp onto the underside of it, \"Go chew on a rock! Since when was taking away a child's life a fair trade??\" he spoke, shifting his sword around, \"If this was a good exchange for them, you wouldn't eat them at all!\" Forcing his sword down to pierce the hide of the beast, he soon tried to move around again and bounce off it, trying to get to its back. He needed to find a weakness in it, there had to be something somewhere for him to pierce and weaken it.\n\nT'charrl couldn't tell he was losing control of himself, he was completely lost in the moment and there was little to distract him from the now disappearing creature. Losing himself to the moment completely, he stood over its fading form as if displaying power over it before there was a sudden noise. There was a sudden yell of pain as Takeshi was struck, the other monster almost triumphing over him until it was sent straight to the ground. Turning to look to the noise he let out a low hiss, staring at the dusty cloud before Takeshi spoke up again, calling out his name. Ceasing his hissing, he stared at Takeshi for a moment before clasping his head, panicking a great deal if even for a moment.\n\nHe wouldn't be able to hold it during battle, that much was becoming even more obvious as time went on and he was just finding it so tough keeping up with his own sanity. He didn't know what was happening anymore and was losing the plot, therefore losing himself. Struggling to get back into his own state of mind, he looked straight from Takeshi to the monster, seeing it down to the ground and hopefully not going to go and try to get to the den again. Panicking a moment, he tried to find himself once more before making a brief stumble for the beast. He was trying to get to it and force some wounds open, but he was struggling to get his head together still and was seeing a great deal of fuzz. He didn't know how he was supposed to be careful at this point, but with Takeshi struggling he felt he was the only one able to take on the creature. Trying to pull himself out of the momentary struggle, he tried to gather his energy and made a sudden leap at the creature, making an attempt to force his claws down at its wound on its face to pull it apart.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Having great size made one an awfully formidable opponent. Not to mention the strength that came with it, and the durability a thick hide and stone-like plating that cover vitals offered. Of course, a downside was the speed, or rather lack thereof. In a universe dominated by individuals that could break the sound barrier the creature was sorely lacking in that department, perhaps traveling as quickly as the speed of molasses on a good day. At least that's hows sluggish its movements seemed compared to the deft ones of Viral and his Enki. Another swipe turned out to go poorly, and as a result the 'god' had the back of his hand stabbed, this being a bit more painful than the Beastman's little daggers. Groaning in discomfort it pulled its hand away, a bit late as Viral was already leaping to a new spot. Glowing eyes trained on his target it immediately recognized where he was going and with no small degree of effort shifted itself, stepping to the side to all but avoid being latched onto again. Seeing his opponent slip by the creature balled its hand into a fist this time, throwing a truck sized punch in his direction to try and squish Viral. The creature was struggling just to even see, the wide gash being quite inconvenient for such a purpose. Its face felt like it was on fire, and every time it opened its eyes a searing pain washed across its visage. Like its counterpart before it was going to have to sacrifice something to remedy this, and slowly one of its smaller hind legs began to wisp away, leaving it with but three limbs to move on. Able to open its eyes the beast had blurry vision at first, yet it was enough to make out a large figure advancing towards it. Growling throatily it recognized the figure as the dusty one, a bit dejected it wasn't something it could eat. Being a bit immobilized now there wasn't a good chance of fighting them, and this survival instincts kicked in. Rearing back slightly and letting out an angry roar to try and intimidate its opponents it then melted down into the ground, and moving along swiftly in spite of a missing limb then it began to run off. Unbeknownst to either of the fighters it was moving towards the mountain range, the very same that Viral and Yumi had traveled to. If it could get there in time it could heal and perhaps try again, and get a new partner while it was at it. Takeshi figured they had the thing killed, seeing it blind and limp. Before T'charrl could even get anywhere near it however the monster had vanished, seeping into the ground and going goodness knows where. His first instinct was to go to the den, so forgoing the Kaesstrian briefly he soared down over to the native's home. Touching down on the grass he looked about for any signs of the beast, sword in his hand ready to strike out again. There wasn't a single indication it was over here, and when he poked his head into the tunnel to take a look he couldn't see anything either. Even if that one was gone they couldn't leave, not until they were sure it was safe. That didn't mean there wasn't other matters of business to attend to however. Looking back at T'charrl he smiled sympathetically, for the most part putting together what had happened to his friend. After carefully sheathing his sword Takeshi went over to him, putting his hands up defensively in case things might be a little sketchy right now. "T'charrl? It's gone, we don't have to keep fighting, so you can calm down now," he explained politely, not wanting to give any cause for the Kaesstrian to become angry. "It's like we said, just take control of your power. You control it, it doesn't control you."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Just because something smells good doesn't mean it's going to*taste*good,\" Takeshi said, smiling amused as he playfully poked Shu's side. \"And... I don't think soap cleans your insides. Wishful thinking though!\" Perhaps a shower was going to be a bad idea. Goodness knows what he would do if Shu started to try and drink or eat the shampoo, especially since it was for whatever reason fruity smelling. Kind of funny, a military ship had aromatic, fruity cleaning products. \"You can't go eating things like that buddy, it's not good for you. And besides, if you spoil your appetite on stuff like that then I get all your fruit and treats, so hah!\" Though on second thought eating that much fruit was a touch off putting. Fruits and bugs, eck, were all Shu's when it came to meal time, he'd stick to meats and maybe rice and bread, but mostly meats. As the brothers walked along Takeshi debated whether or not on just skipping bathing altogether, as his stomach grumbled yet again and made the idea of food all the more enticing. One whiff of himself and Shu however provided a strong reminder for why they were heading to the washroom in the first place. It wasn't too far off, and hopefully nobody was in there already.\n\nThey had scarcely made it beyond the crowd of people and halfway to the door before a rather nervous T'charrl approached them. Giving their friend a funny look Takeshi smiled reassuringly, stopping in his tracks and gesturing with a thumbs up. \"We killed it, blew it to smithereens!\" he announced proudly, reaching over and slinging one arm around Shu's shoulders, giving his brother a small noogie as well. \"This little guy did a lot of it, his blast was way bigger than mine. And he said he couldn't use his energy very well!\" They had been more even really, but Takeshi figured he would play up his sibling doing the better job, more preferring to applaud Shu. Hearing the complaints about Leto he was hard pressed not to laugh, feeling a little sorry for their friend for having to endure all of that. \"He's really emotional, but not upset. Just... Weird I guess? The guy just expresses himself a lot, and flexes, we're not really sure why.\" Nobody was, it was a mystery to the entire crew. Maybe Viral wasn't the only one who could benefit from seeing a shrink. \"Loud... Well for the same reason, nobody knows. We just grin and bear it, and maybe the guy will wear himself out eventually.\"\n\nVegeta really didn't know what had gone on during the battle. All he could see were the results, being that his friends had returned, some in fairly worn shape. Viral had a bit of now crusted blood on his shirt sleeve, and he was holding his arm, probably meaning he had some injury. He'd only just healed too, albeit these wounds hardly seemed as bad as the ones he'd gotten before. \"Is that right? That's all you did?\" Vegeta asked, frowning as he folded his arms across his lap. \"And forgive me for saying this, but I don't imagine Yumi singlehandedly weakened the creature. Even if the brothers did kill it they were only gone for so long. So the creature must have been awfully injured then. And if Yumi didn't do it alone, unless there was someone else present...\" He didn't finish the sentence, not feeling he had to. Whether he'd actually done something or not Viral wouldn't acknowledge it and downplay any involvement he'd had. Later on he would have to ask the others what had gone on, to get a better idea of how to talk to the Beastman about it. Right now however there was the matter of his, and Yumi's wounds to address. \"We should get you to the medical bay, touch up on your injures. What's wrong with your arm?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "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.\n\nT'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?\"\n\nViral 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…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi really needed to learn to speak plainly when around his brother. By no means was he as... He didn't even know the word for it, but fancy talking as Vegeta was, but he knew more than Shu did. Every time they talked it was almost as if he had to explain half of what he'd just said. "If we don't have fruit we'll see if your friends can help you find some. You wanted to visit them anyways, right? I'd bet they wouldn't mind giving you some fruit for the road." Probably a safe guess that the rebels weren't stocked up on fruits, meaning they were going to have to go out of their way to get Shu what he wanted. Not terribly annoying, but a little inconvenient. T'charrl's arrival stopped them in their tracks, and he looked rather happy that the brothers had returned. Leaving him with Leto was most certainly a mistake, it was almost akin to torture doing that to somebody. "Nah, they beat it up pretty good, but it was still alive. All Shu and I did was blow it up though, they did all the hard work," Takeshi explained. He didn't want them being credited for killing the creature, they hardly did anything in that regard. There really wasn't any explanation that could be offered for Leto's behavior. You had to understand something to explain it, and nobody had a clue why the guy acted the way he did. Maybe he was just crazy, it would make sense seeing as he could be happy one moment and crying the next. Takeshi didn't want to give the wrong impression about Korian and Sayomi. The latter he had no problem with, she hadn't done anything at all wrong and had even helped them. Korian on the other hand had definitely done them wrong, and hadn't done anything really to make amends. While it was nice of the guy to help with their ship the Saiyan was admittedly skeptical about his intentions, and a little cynical as well. "Did they? That's great T'charrl," he replied, turning and starting to walk to the door again. He didn't want his friend or Shu see the frown on his features, he wasn't liking that at all. To him Korian seemed to just be trying to buy good graces with them with all these favors, like he still expected him and Shu to rejoin the war with them. Stopping just at the door Takeshi looked back, forcing a smile as he motioned for the others to follow him. "Shu and I are going to wash up really quick, then we're going to get some food. If you want to come feel free, there's bound to be plenty of showers." Vegeta just didn't think Yumi had it in her to single-handedly bring down a foe, certainly not one strong enough to topple Viral. She was strong, sure, but by comparison she was a bit behind everyone else. Sure, she could fight stronger enemies, but beating them seemed a bit of a stretch. What had him even more skeptical and confused than that claim was the idea she had been aggressive and angry towards Viral. That immediately drew Vegeta's attention and had him fairly confused. "Yumi was aggressive and angry... With you?" he repeated, frowning a bit. "When have you ever known her to act like that towards you Viral? That doesn't sound like her in the slightest..." She might get flustered, but rarely was she ever legitimately angry. Even with Takeshi she had always just been annoyed more than anything. With Kai, Choi and Kabocha she had been genuinely mad, and for good reason, but that kind of anger was actually exceptionally rare for her. Maybe it hadn't been to that extent, but the idea that she had been cross with Viral over something like "being useless" seemed off. "We'll take a look at your shoulder, I can fix that easily enough for you. Do you know where she went? I feel like I should talk to her too."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Whether they had stolen before or not Takeshi hardly intended on making a habit of it. Even living on his own he tended not to steal, though he could think of a few cases where some food had been too tempting to pass up. Back home now they wouldn't have that problem thanks to the funds they had won from the tournament. For the life of him he couldn't remember how much it had been, or what they even had left. Hopefully enough for a nice big meal, he was really craving some Earth foods at this point. Shu could have a mountain of fruit and smoothies, and he'd have hamburgers, steaks, fish, whatever he could think of. Without realizing it there was a thin strain of drool seeping from his lips, and with a light blush Takeshi quickly wiped at his mouth, smiling bashfully. \"If it'll help we can look around before we leave for more of those things. I don't know how we'll search the entire planet, but we'll just double check, okay?\" Maybe they could even stick the task on the rebels and make them hang around a little longer. Not that he didn't want to help the natives, but getting home was awfully tantalizing. The longer they did things for other people the longer it would be until they went back to Earth. Speaking of Earth, that would probably be the best place to teach T'charrl their language. Being surrounded by it by that many people surely would help him pick things up.\n\n\"Yeah... I guess we do use our tongues for both of those things,\" Takeshi said thoughtfully, rubbing at his head. He'd never put much thought into it before, but silently mouthing a few words he definitely noticed his tongue moving with each word. It was different from the noises T'charrl made, with clicking and hissing being more throaty sounds. He wondered how the Kaesstrian would do with their sounds, seeing how different his tongue was. \"Don't you use yours to taste too? I mean... Moths on our planet use it for eating, I think... Never actually watched one close enough to see if they do or not.\" Nor was he planning on it. Just the thought of a moth crawling around on him, or heaven forbid getting its tongue on him made his skin crawl. Rubbing at his arm then Takeshi stopped just shy of a doorway, the panel above it labelled \"Washroom\". Now that they were here he realized quite a big mistake, they didn't bring any spare clothing with them. Flushing slightly yet again he looked back at Shu and T'charrl, gesturing to the door. \"Uh... I don't suppose either of you just happen to have extra clothes on you... Do you?\"\n\n\"Viral... We're not fed up with you. Seriously, would I even bother helping if I was tired of doing it?\" Vegeta shook his head, crossing his arms and looking down at his friend. \"If I was sick of doing it I'd not bother, you know that. I don't put effort into something I don't give a damn about, and believe it or not that includes you. No one is angry with you, or annoyed. Maybe exasperated that we haven't been able to help, but no one is blaming you for this. None of it is your fault, so no one is putting the blame on you for it.\" Boy it would be awfully nice when the day came he wasn't so upset though. It was quite draining on everyone having his constant disconcerting tone and view on everything. While it may not be his fault, or even his intent his attitude certainly had effects on them. \"Maybe she is... I don't know. I'll find out when I talk to her later though. But right now Yumi isn't my concern, it's you. So up and at 'em, let's get you checked out.\" Shame that Viral's healing wasn't in full effect yet. If it were then all he'd need was a sling to hold his arm and then to lie out in the sun, it would take care of itself then. More traditional methods were going to be needed in this case, seeing as his body wasn't coping quite well just yet. Nodding his head understandingly Vegeta held out a hand, keeping it just behind Viral's back in case he should fall. \"There's only going to be nothing left if I do a lousy job of helping you, and I have no intentions on lousing this up,\" he replied, smiling sadly. \"You've gotten better physically, you know you have. And with your healing slowly coming back it's a matter of time until you're back to your old self.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "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.\n\nT'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\".\n\nViral 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…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi was just going to leave the topic of monsters alone for now. He couldn't feasibly know if there were any left or not, unless of course he scoured the remaining surface of the planet. Considering that weird thing they did too it would be next to impossible to truly know if there were any left. Telling Shu that would only serve to really upset him, and much as he disliked keeping secrets that would be kept from the younger boy for the time being. "We'll worry about it after we clean up and get some food, alright? Worrying now won't help us any." At the door to the washroom Takeshi stopped, looking at the door for a moment before flushing slightly. It dawned on him then that in their hurry to get back here they'd neglected to grab a change of clothes. He certainly wouldn't put his dirty ones back on, and their room was a good ways away down the ship. T'charrl had a solution to their problem, albeit one the Saiyan had fair difficulty embracing. He didn't even want to consider how their friend would "make" clothing. He didn't seem like a weaver, and they definitely didn't have any sewing kits around. Smiling meekly he nodded his head, opening up the door and stepping on inside. "Good point, I didn't think of that T'charrl." Looking back at his friend the Saiyan blinked a few times, smiling bashfully and looking away. Yep, his friend definitely had lost what little clothes he'd had earlier. "Not like we're going to need them a whole lot here, since we're getting clean," Takeshi continued, reaching down and grabbing hold of his shirt, lifting it up and off over his head. Tossing it into a nearby container he then lifted up one foot, hopping around slightly unbalanced as he wrestled off his boot, and then the other, putting both in the bin as well. Lastly he wrestled off his pants, being left standing in some fair long undershorts. In spite of wearing the clothes there were discernible patches of dirt on his person, as well as his side being red and slightly bloodied from the creature before. Ruffling his own hair to make sure it was free of chunks of dirt or even rocks Takeshi smiled at Shu, holding his hands out to offer to help undress him if need be. "Each person to a shower, try to get as clean as you can," he said, mostly for Shu's sake than T'charrl's. "And please... No eating anything you find in there Shu." No amount of positive reinforcement was getting through to Viral, regardless of how they tried. Vegeta knew basically enough that someone in his friend's condition needed something better to think about, or some positive encouragement. Clearly he wasn't doing that properly, as the depressed thoughts continued. Making sure Viral didn't fall when he nearly slipped the Saiyan caught him, easing him into an upright standing position. "I could just cart you around in a wheelchair if you'd prefer," Vegeta replied, smiling sympathetically before shaking his head. "I do it because I want you to feel independent and capable. That won't happen if someone is constantly helping you around. You don't exactly seem to enjoy it after all." Figuring the Beastman did need a hand here however he eased Viral along, keeping his hand on his back to keep the man steady. Also placing his other hand on Viral's front as they stepped out of the ship Vegeta paused for a moment, looking around the hangar. He'd sort of hoped to spot Yumi still nearby, but there wasn't a sign of her anywhere. Sighing softly he focused back on Viral, giving him a careful look over yet again. "I don't want to sound condescending, but in your state it seems hard for you to walk. Do you want me to find something to help? Or I can sort of carry you."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "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?\"\n\nT'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.\n\nViral 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…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "It felt very nice to be rid of the dirty clothes. A little awkward standing around in essentially his underpants, but already Takeshi felt a good deal cleaner. Before he could step into the shower it looked like Shu was having some fair difficulty undressing himself, getting the shirt stuck on his head. Smiling amused he walked over, grabbing hold of the fabric and easing it off, tossing it to the side. \"The clothes shrink and expand, so when you took it off it shrunk on your head,\" he explained, ruffling Shu's hair teasingly. \"Now come on, get your shoes and pants off and I'll show you how to use the shower. Shu might be having some difficulties, but T'charrl had gone right on inside and gotten to washing himself. Hearing the yelp of surprise Takeshi couldn't help but laugh, sending an amused grin in their friend's direction. \"You might want to turn the water up a bit, make it warmer! The handle on the right will heat it up. Be careful though, it only takes a little bit to make it warmer.\" Gods forbid they had to go to the infirmary because someone turned the water up too high and got a burn.\n\n\"If you can't see then you need help...\" Vegeta remarked, frowning concerned. Probably just a bit of blood loss, but definitely worth checking into. Looking around for anything he might use he spotted a wheeled table the workers had been using to move tools about. It was certainly big enough for Viral to lie on, and should more than hold his wait. Easing the Beastman against the wall of the ship he backed off slightly, \"Wait right here, I'll be back in a second.\" A few rebels were still lingering by the cart, but seeing Vegeta approaching they quickly stepped aside. A few sounds of discontent were made when their tools were dumped on the floor, but they made due and scooped up their belongings as the table was wheeled away from them. Stopping just before Viral then the Saiyan left the table where it was, moving back to his friend and grabbing his good arm to guide him. \"Just lay down on this, I'll take you right to the infirmary. If your vision is going we'll have to see about doing a blood transfusion.\" With a hand on Viral he tried to ease the Beastman into lying down, making sure to hold the cart steady with his free hand. \"I know you don't need to be told this, but just talk to me. Is your vision blacking around the corners? And do you feel lightheaded?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "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…?\"\n\nT'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.\n\nViral 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…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi rolled his eyes dramatically as Shu questioned him, smirking when he yanked the shirt free and tossed it aside. "So one size fits all. It's easier for them to make clothes if it fits everybody after all," he explained, watching as Shu began to run about the place. Oh sure, he definitely needed food because he didn't have enough energy as it was. His head had gotten better at least, it was obvious by this point. Good, so he had recovered just in time for Viral and Yumi to be injured. It was always something with this group, it seemed. Chuckling under his breath the older boy walked to his brother, grabbing him by the arm to lead him away from T'charrl. "The water is heated and cooled down before it gets here, those knobs tell it how to make the water for you." The actual technical aspects of it were above him, it was yet another thing he only had the gist of in terms of understanding. Since they were the only three in here they had the luxury of taking any shower they wanted, but Takeshi opted for the one directly beside T'charrl. Opening the glass door that closed off the stall he went to step in, making sure there was enough room for both him and Shu. The little guy was definitely going to need help getting clean, and his brother wanted to make sure he didn't get into anything he shouldn't be. Hearing T'charrl exclaim in surprise Takeshi laughed a bit, smiling amused as he looked in their friend's direction. "The one on the right, closest to us, is the warm water. You only have to turn it a little like I said. And if it gets too warm use the one on the left to cool it down." Thank goodness getting Viral to cooperate was proving to be easy right now. It may have something to do with the fact he was barely keeping himself up, he looked nigh ready to pass out where he stood. Once laid down Vegeta made certain his friend wouldn't slip off, going to the rear of the cart to push it along. The infirmary had been stocked with medicines and even some new tools, courtesy of the rebels, so he more than had the means to treat both of his friends. With a small shove they were on their way, wheeling past the last few workers who were on their way out, most of which gave curious looks at the wounded Beastman as he moved along. "Er... Good point, sorry. Just standard procedure for blood loss, I got stuck in habit," Vegeta remarked, smiling apologetically. They really should bag some of Viral's blood when he was healthy, just for cases like this when he might need some. Making a mental note to have it done as soon as possible he moved the cart right out into the hallway, taking the left towards the infirmary. "That's normal if you took a hit to the head. Once your blood count gets back up it'll return to normal." Or it should. Goodness knows there had been complications with Viral in the past. "I don't suppose there's a chance of getting you to eat...? Food will help it quicken."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi wasn't sure whether to be excited about returning home or reluctant now. Being faced with the arduous process that would be reclaiming his home didn't at all sound appealing. Maybe they would just sort of ignore it for the time being, he'd get to it eventually. Shu on the other hand sounded quite ready to see the house again, by his words he had rather liked the place. It was a tiny little home in the middle of nowhere, yet that was enough to endear the younger Saiyan apparently. \"Really...? You thought it was nice?\" the older boy chimed, smiling contently. He wasn't exactly living in a mansion and it's decorating was sparse if non-existant at best, He'd always liked it, but no one had ever complimented the place before. Then again until Shu he hadn't had anyone over before either. Part way into taking another bite Takeshi instead stopped, looking over at Shu in disbelief. \"Bills...? It's money you pay to keep your house Shu, it's not a person...\" he answered, smiling amused. \"Well... There is*a*Bills, but he's not really a person... And he's not someone I'd be paying money to. I doubt that would do a lot...\" With his mind wandering away to Gohan's book Takeshi went back to eating, randomly pouring over passages in his mind now.\n\n\"We're not going to kill you if you change Viral, we don't care how many times it might happen.\" Yumi answered quickly, shooting Vegeta a quick glare before looking back at Viral. Her expression softened some as she leaned forward again, placing her hands on the table as she did so. It was hard to seem cheerful when he was so down on himself, he was coming across as utterly dejected and defeated right now. It was lost on her as to how food could make someone feel like that, she didn't get the aversion. Well, she did, she knew where it came from, but it still seemed alien. \"I won't force feed you, and you're not a pet. You're a person and our friend and we just want to help you.\" Tabbing the plate with a finger she smiled again, cocking her head to the side slightly. \"I can feed you if you want to close your eyes, then you won't know it's coming. It'll be a small piece, just enough for you to taste it. If you like the taste then maybe you'll eat it? If not... Well, at least we can say you tried!\" If he thought the fish was even half as tasty as she had then he was bound to eat some, she was confident of that much.\n\nVegeta hadn't meant to make Viral feel so bad about things, he figured facts would help put things in perspective. All it had served to do was further upset Viral, and piss off Yumi. Letting the latter speak for a moment he stepped back from his position, inclined to agree with her plan instead. Maybe he would respond to some gentle encouragement better, given his sensitive mental state. \"Worst case scenario you don't like it and we don't try again for a while, best case you end up liking it and get some food. There's nothing to lose here by trying,\" he offered hopefully, smiling. \"It just has to be a little bit Viral, that's all.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was fairly content with everything, seeing as how he had now managed to get his fair share of food and was now ready to go to Earth. He needed to see his friends here before he left, it would be unfair to leave them and assume that they were now safe from the terrors that were whatever those monsters were. Munching on some of the food, he smiled and nodded at Takeshi, feeling it would be nice to catch a nap again in Takeshi's home where he could relax with his brother, \"Yeah! I'd never stayed in someone's home before, someone I didn't know\", he spoke quickly, looking back to his plate, \"Well, I mean…I stayed with the people who taught me how to speak, but I knew them after so long being with them…\"\n\nWhile Takeshi's words confused him, the little explanations he gave were certainly helping, or at least he thought they might. He wasn't sure what he would need to pay money for if he hadn't been home for a very long time, but maybe that was something only independent people would know about and he would just have to learn that the fact existed. Smiling at him, he gave a little nod, looking back to his food, \"Poor Bills, everyone should be a person!\" he spoke, giving a little smile back, \"Even if I don't know what makes a person 'a person', it is still nice to think everyone is even when they don't look the same. I know some people wouldn't call me a person because I act and look different…\"\n\nViral felt fairly conflicted, only giving Yumi a frown when she still refused to kill him if he ever got out of control. It would have to happen eventually, if he might end up going crazy and end up killing more people. He could become uncontrollable once they were gone and if there was nobody strong enough to take him down then there was going to be many deaths throughout, maybe if either of them ever had kids then they would have to deal with him instead. There was little to stop that from happening, yet they were willing to let it be. Letting out a sigh, he frowned at Yumi before shaking his head, looking away again, \"I know you're just trying to help…I just…can't help it\", he spoke, lowering his tone, \"It's not the taste I'm worried about…it's the memories that come with it\".\n\nHe was worried he might end up transforming, but if this was his life then he was going to have to get used to it and learn how to control it; however, he wasn't sure how he was to accomplish that. It was a natural part of him and it emerging violently like it had been doing was bringing him down by a great deal when it was simply too vicious to control. He wondered where it came from as well, whether it was a side effect to go with his ability to track the Dragonballs to change; then again, the form could easily be seen as a cross between a cat and a shark too. Preferring to keep his mind off it, he quickly rubbed his head sorely before his eyes went to Vegeta, his expression changing a little. He shouldn't be acting like this, he was afraid of something he hadn't even tried and the pressure they were laying on him was getting to be a little too much. Letting out a groan, he shut his eyes for a moment before letting out a snort, slowly sitting back again, \"…Fine, I'll do the closing my eyes…I'll try…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Well you stayed in my house... Kind of. We were there for all of one day anyways. I don't really have a second room, but I suppose we could always get another bed and share the bedroom..." Or... An addition to his house. Assuming they had a fair bit of prize money left over it would be very simple to pay somebody to come out and put on another room just for Shu to have. That way he could have it however he wanted, and maybe then dirt and bugs wouldn't be dragged into Takeshi's room. "The people who taught you how to speak huh...? Wonder if they're around still..." he mused, pausing in his meal thoughtfully. "We can always visit them too if you'd want, if you can remember where they were. I bet they'd be very happy to see you again." It hadn't been that long since Shu had left after all, right? One year, two years tops. Unless those people were quite old they would definitely still be around. It would be some time yet still until they could actually pay them a visit most likely, depending on how long they stayed on Earth. Who knows, they could be there for a week, seeing as the rebels were fighting and all. There really wasn't a whole ton of need for them, not immediately anyways. "Well he*is*a person... Just not... I don't know, he's different..." Takeshi didn't quite know what to classify Bills as, short of what Gohan's account of the guy was. "According to the book he's a god... Something called the God of Destruction. He's supposed to be insanely powerful, like way more powerful than any of us will ever be. I mean he beat Goku, more than once. He's a person..." he paused, shivering slightly and prodding at a piece of his food before picking it up, "And a scary person. I wouldn't want to fight him." Gods were probably the only thing he'd never want to butt heads with, namely because they were just way too powerful. Even if things seemed slim in their odds he'd fight, but a battle like that was nigh impossible. Fighting people like their father was about the furthest he'd like to go in terms of power gaps, anything more and he'd just sit on the side lines and cheer someone else on. It was hardly ideal or even by choice, but Viral at last agreed to try and eat. Yumi beamed hearing his words, ecstatic that he'd allow them to help him out finally. "It'll be small, I promise, just barely enough so you can taste it." If he were to eat it then it would have to be something nutritious, they needed to make it count. Since most of the foods were alien she didn't exactly know what was good and what wasn't, so she kept to her original plan with the fish. Cutting off a small sliver she held it between her thumb and forefinger, turning to Viral happily. "Now say 'aaaaah', here comes the choo-choo train!" she chimed, unable to help herself. It was kind of fun, even if it might be a little humiliating for Viral. Carefully she stuck the bit of fish into his mouth, retracting her hand and folding both behind her back, watching the Beastman curiously for a reaction. She wanted to ask how he liked it, but instead held on with baited breath, silently praying that he'd be able to ingest the fish.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Well you stayed in my house... Kind of. We were there for all of one day anyways. I don't really have a second room, but I suppose we could always get another bed and share the bedroom...\" Or... An addition to his house. Assuming they had a fair bit of prize money left over it would be very simple to pay somebody to come out and put on another room just for Shu to have. That way he could have it however he wanted, and maybe then dirt and bugs wouldn't be dragged into Takeshi's room. \"The people who taught you how to speak huh...? Wonder if they're around still...\" he mused, pausing in his meal thoughtfully. \"We can always visit them too if you'd want, if you can remember where they were. I bet they'd be very happy to see you again.\" It hadn't been that long since Shu had left after all, right? One year, two years tops. Unless those people were quite old they would definitely still be around. It would be some time yet still until they could actually pay them a visit most likely, depending on how long they stayed on Earth. Who knows, they could be there for a week, seeing as the rebels were fighting and all. There really wasn't a whole ton of need for them, not immediately anyways.\n\n\"Well he*is*a person... Just not... I don't know, he's different...\" Takeshi didn't quite know what to classify Bills as, short of what Gohan's account of the guy was. \"According to the book he's a god... Something called the God of Destruction. He's supposed to be insanely powerful, like way more powerful than any of us will ever be. I mean he beat Goku, more than once. He's a person...\" he paused, shivering slightly and prodding at a piece of his food before picking it up, \"And a scary person. I wouldn't want to fight him.\" Gods were probably the only thing he'd never want to butt heads with, namely because they were just way too powerful. Even if things seemed slim in their odds he'd fight, but a battle like that was nigh impossible. Fighting people like their father was about the furthest he'd like to go in terms of power gaps, anything more and he'd just sit on the side lines and cheer someone else on.\n\nIt was hardly ideal or even by choice, but Viral at last agreed to try and eat. Yumi beamed hearing his words, ecstatic that he'd allow them to help him out finally. \"It'll be small, I promise, just barely enough so you can taste it.\" If he were to eat it then it would have to be something nutritious, they needed to make it count. Since most of the foods were alien she didn't exactly know what was good and what wasn't, so she kept to her original plan with the fish. Cutting off a small sliver she held it between her thumb and forefinger, turning to Viral happily. \"Now say 'aaaaah', here comes the choo-choo train!\" she chimed, unable to help herself. It was kind of fun, even if it might be a little humiliating for Viral. Carefully she stuck the bit of fish into his mouth, retracting her hand and folding both behind her back, watching the Beastman curiously for a reaction. She wanted to ask how he liked it, but instead held on with baited breath, silently praying that he'd be able to ingest the fish.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't exactly have much of a problem with creating an opinion surrounding only being at a place for a day, he was pretty quick to pick up impressions and he had definitely managed to do such a thing when visiting Takeshi's house. He didn't think he would ever be liked by Takeshi enough for him to want to stay with him, if even for a day; he even expected to have to sleep outside rather than being allowed to come into the house, \"I don't mind where I sleep! I don't want to sleep alone just now…so maybe later, yes? I'm still scared of being by myself\", he spoke, giving his head a quick shake, \"I still have bad dreams and they're scary…\" Feeling pretty happy even after that unpleasant thought, he gave a quick nod at Takeshi's suggestion, bouncing on his seat a little, \"Oooh! That would be nice! If I remember where they are…I can maybe remember! I can follow the path I took to get to the stony jungle place…but that will take a while maybe…\"\n\nThe whole Bills thing had definitely left Shu feeling pretty confused still, especially now that Takeshi was saying he was but also wasn't what he thought a person was. That didn't make any sense at all, but the mention that he was a god definitely had him quite confused. They had just killed a god and yet this guy was so powerful that not even his idol Goku could beat him. Tilting his head a little, he stared at him before looking down at his food, \"I-If Goku couldn't beat him, then how did he…you know, not cause destruction?\" he asked curiously, feeling as if he was missing something, \"I don't know what would stop someone with destruction in their name only for them to not want to destroy things…\"\n\nViral was fairly worried at this point, seeing as how he was putting everything into the trust of Vegeta and Yumi. He was fairly embarrassed too, seeing as how he was practically surrounded by everyone and needing to be fed like a child. It was all a worrying state of mind to be in, his memories hardly doing a thing to keep themselves at bay either just so he could eat some food. Shutting his eyes, his only working shoulder raised slightly in worry as he heard Yumi deciding to be the one to go ahead with the plan. He didn't want to think about it, it was just going to be something stuck in his mouth and for him to swallow it because it was going to give him more trouble if he couldn't do so. Opening his mouth slightly, he soon began to growl when Yumi openly mocked him, \"I swear…I will bite your fingers if you eve-!\" Yumi had near enough thrown the fish into his mouth, or at least that's what it felt like to him. He gasped at first, his paw going to his neck as he inadvertently swallowed it, almost choking on it instead.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Funny how things had changed. When they first met Takeshi had been beyond reluctant to let Shu into his home, thinking the kid was much too odd. Well, he was still odd, but it was in an endearing way now. And frankly when they did get home he'd be rather disappointed if they didn't share the home together. After being with so many people for so long he wasn't too sure how well he'd handle being all by himself again, the idea unsettled him. "You're not going to be alone buddy, not as long as I have anything to say about it," Takeshi said gently, giving a smile as he patted Shu on the back. "And we'll find a way to make the bad dreams go away, I promise." They really should do more about Shu and his problems too. Viral had been the focal point of everyone for some time, and while completely deserved it seemed almost like his brother's issues were trivial by comparison. Gods only knew what went through his head while he was sleeping. Perhaps if they could get on some nice topics before bed his mind would be elsewhere, he could sleep soundly then. Speaking of the couple who taught him to speak that could very well be a good place to start, since he seemed to adore them so much. "I don't really know how. Gohan said that Bills just kind of left, I don't know why." If the god was so powerful as to trump Goku then he could have very easily done whatever he had wanted. It was a miracle in of itself that their planet was still in one piece. Thankfully there hadn't been any word on the God of Destruction since then, because if he were to turn up now they would be quite literally out of luck. Shaking his head to rid the thought Takeshi went back to his food, mowing through a few good pieces until his plate was picked clean. Belching quietly he grabbed his glass of water, chugging it down and exhaling happily, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. "Oh that was really tasty... You guys did a knock out job with the cooking!" he said cheerfully, smiling at Kai and Choi. Looking in their direction he finally noticed what was going on at the far end, not having been paying much attention to the others. Viral had his eyes closed and Yumi was leaning over him, playing with the food on the plate in front of him. Blinking confused Takeshi looked at Shu, cocking his head and gesturing down to their friends baffled. Yumi was purely ecstatic right now, they were actually getting Viral to eat. Lost in her enthusiasm she hardly paid attention as he began to speak, dropping the slice of fish into the Beastman's open mouth. Hoping it would be chewed up she watched a bit worried instead as it slipped right down and into his throat, nearly making him gag. Paling slightly during the process she relaxed a little when it was swallowed, relieved there hadn't been any choking. With a sheepish smile she stepped back slightly, folding her hands behind her back and looking at Viral with a mix of hope and worry. "Well...? Was it good...?" she asked, shifting her weight nervously. "Did you even get to taste it...? Here... I'll cut you another slice." Now that she was worried Viral hadn't really gotten a good sample she went about cutting another piece, desperate to get him to eat more. If he was willing now then they needed to keep trying, until he was sick if need be. If he started eating again then it would be worth it. "Here's another slice," she added, holding it out for him this time.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Korian had been at war nearly all of his life, if not for the king then against the king. He'd experienced loss, victory, depression, jubilation, everything that came with battle. What Viral had done was by no means trivial, it was definitely a nasty bit of business. But suggesting it somehow overshadowed all that the Commander had gone through in his time was a bit much. Smiling tightly he gave a shake of his head, taking his hand back. \"I've never done that, no... But I've killed people that haunt me to this day. I've slain those who were as close as brothers and done things that can never, ever be forgiven.\" He had been just as loyal as any Elite was now, up until his breaking point. Missions had been undertaken and slaughters carried out, none of which he took any pride in now. Back then however he had been a successful, renowned Commander and that had been good enough for him. Stepping closer to Viral he folded his hands behind his back, smiling bitterly as he leaned down and whispered, \"And who do you suppose helped develop most of that, hm? There are many tools of war, Viral, including torture. I had a hand in what you experienced, I'd bet.\" Korian's tone sounded utterly remorseful now, and when he stood back upright his eyes were slightly glazed over. \"Our conflict aside let me say I am truly, truly sorry for what was done to you. I had hoped to be more efficient and spare anyone else that kind of agony. Forgive me for being unable to keep you from it.\"\n\n\"Because mushrooms are tasty, that's why. Put them on a pizza, or fill it with bacon... Oooh... Or grill it and stuff it with peppers and fish and cheese...\" They had only just eaten and yet here he was making himself hungry again, oops. Smiling sheepishly Takeshi itched at his nose, trying to get himself off of that subject. So pizza was going to be something else they'd have to get when they returned home, alongside fruit. T'charrl would probably like pizza, though he wasn't sure if Kaesstrians had cheese on their planet or not. Smiling the Saiyan nodded his head, looking back to Viral and Korian curiously as they continued to speak between themselves. \"Yeah, no more shots. No one on Earth is going to do that to you. Well... Probably not.\" Scientists could be funny in his experience, and T'charrl was a completely new species being introduced to their world. Vegeta might be refraining from testing but that was hardly stopping Sayomi. There were loads of eggheads inside of Capsule Corp that may well want to test the Kaesstrian, and never mind if those maniacs at RRA found out. That's just what they would need, those screwballs coming back after all this time.\n\nTakeshi too hadn't been watching his brother, hardly listening to him even as he tried to eavesdrop on Viral and Korian. It wasn't until he heard a light thud and T'charrl gasp that he turned around, eyes widening seeing Shu laid out on the ground. Worried he knelt down at his sibling's side, immediately scooping him up and looking over for any obvious damage, utterly confused as to what had happened. At least he was breathing, and fairly steadily at that. So had he just randomly passed out then? Takeshi wasn't sure how or why that had happened, but it was a little comforting to know Shu had only fainted. Sighing softly he managed a small smile, holding the smaller boy to himself protectively as he looked up at T'charrl. \"How about we let these guys finish up out here and get him inside? I want to see Vegeta just to make sure he's okay.\"\n\n\"So this is all because Viral is blackmailing Korian, hm? Interesting...\" He'd never known Viral to be the kind to hold something over someone's head like that. Chuckling again Vegeta shook his head in disbelief, almost wanting to go outside to see it for himself. Coding some sensitive data was more important than an entertaining few seconds however, and this information was definitely going to be of use to them. While looking at the computer he accessed the file, looking at the map in a bit of awe. The rebels had established quite the system in a short time, there were several worlds that could be visited for supplies or assistance, many of which not that far off, cosmically speaking. Given time they could probably travel to worlds just beyond Earth if need be, which would be very convenient indeed. Writing a security measure for this all might take about an hour, but it was most certainly something worth having and protecting. \"Was it...? I never knew that...\" he said almost absentmindedly, still pouring over the map. \"Though now that you mention it... The city didn't look that great, so I guess that explains it. Ever find out where the breach was?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Korian" }, { "text": "Viral wasn't too fussed over what had been experienced during his or anyone's time of service, he knew everyone in the King's army all had their own stories to tell and listening to them all would be all too much for him to take in. Killing was fairly trivial, there was always going to be screams but they would all be put out of their misery and allowed to pass on into the Otherworld and into another life. Not looking too convinced over his stories, he looked to the others quickly before back at Korian with a frown, \"Hmph, and killing me wouldn't had been any different, hm?\" he muttered, hardly finding his words at all encouraging; the fact that the man was willing to kill him while not being under control of the King and not care much until recently, at least when he realised he was losing allies with it. Looking away for a second, he couldn't help but look back at him when he came in closer, growling lowly at how uncomfortably close he had come. Frowning a little, he figured the idiot probably had a hand in what he did, but his thoughts only went to the fact that he probably just tried to finish him off. Trying to toss those thoughts aside for the good of the deal, he stared at him as he spoke, \"…You are only sorry now, but back when it was happening…what would you have thought of it? How can you be certain you felt anything for an affront to nature? You could have been more like Takeshi and forgot all about me, it wouldn't have mattered…\"\n\nWhile T'charrl wasn't keen on the thought of mushrooms or whatever pizza was, he barely noticed Shu who began to drop out of the corner of his eye. Gasping, he immediately turned and tried to grab Shu but missed him as he hit the ground. He didn't know why he had gone down so fast or what was wrong with him, but staring at him he didn't appear to have any injuries. Fanning at Shu's face, he looked over him before to Takeshi, frowning a little, \"So long as you stop talking about fungus, I'll be fine with that\", he spoke, standing up again, \"Do you think he's okay? It's not too hot, is it? I thought your friend was going to be busy with some technology and maps?\" It was pretty odd considering the last time he looked at Shu he was just all happy and smiling and the next second he was down. He looked okay if a little pale, maybe he had been doing too much all in one day.\n\nSayomi gave Vegeta a quick side glance before shrugging, seeing the logic, \"I guess you could call it blackmailing, yes\", she spoke, giving a quick glance back again, \"He was certainly trying to take Korian to his limit, but all and all he was still thinking like a tactician, like he was the one flying this vessel and making all of its decisions\". It was certainly a lot of strange requests, but in giving Viral free access to all of their facilities it meant he could take anything he wanted too such as food or medical supplies. Trying to calculate just how much they might take from them and where they might decide to stop off, she looked back to Vegeta and gave a little nod, \"They tried to capture me as well since they knew I held all the codes for the drives I carried; they would had just probed my mind and most likely set me up with one of those horrendous new collars\", she spoke calmly, letting out a sigh, \"But no, I never did find out where as our base was destroyed. Our people were strong enough to get out and save those who had gotten trapped, but a lot of the equipment was damaged and everything is still being taken and transported elsewhere. The drives I saved have since been wiped with that information placed…elsewhere. You are lucky I am letting you get this close to my computer…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
That negotiation had not gone in the slightest the way Korian wanted. While he did feel that terms were a bit better between himself and Viral he had very clearly gotten the short end of the stick. Quite a few allowances had been made for the Beastman, including the release of quite sensitive information, and for what? So his mind could rest easier without lingering guilt? Ah well, at least the information had been secured, the chances of losing it was nil to none. Plus in reality allowing the Princes' group to visit their bases probably wasn't near as much an inconvenience as he made it out to be. Their presence might help to soothe frayed nerves, and at the very least it let the troops know that the boys were still on their side. Fighting the king was no trivial matter so any condolences they could get, or reassurances were welcome. Now that they were making way back into orbit there was no going back and undoing any of the deals anyways, what was done was done. Korian looked off to the side on the bridge, glancing out the window at a lone ship flying off in near the opposite direction. So the Princes intended on returning to Earth, that was fine enough. He'd been informed of the reason why they were going and he wasn't well going to stop them. Smiling faintly he closed his eyes, hardly believing that they had come so far in their battle against Yamate. Soon they would be at Earth themselves, and perhaps with the planet freed they would all be more inclined to aid in the effort. Time would tell, for now they'd keep going as they were. "Alright everyone, let's get moving now! We've got a planet to liberate!" Takeshi couldn't help but be protective of Shu now that he had collapsed. Even with his brother waking up the Saiyan was hard pressed to leave him alone, worried he might fall yet again. At least they weren't going to be doing much between now and Earth, hopefully the lack of strain would make things a bit easier on the little guy. The plan had been not to do much anyways, but just half an hour into the trip and Takeshi was already laid out on his bed, staring up at the ceiling and sighing deeply. "Ugh... I'm so bored..." he grumbled, stretching his arms a bit with a yawn. They had only been moving for a few hours now, and yet he was already going stir crazy. To think the trip was estimated to take 72 hours if they kept the current speed and course. Probably more than that according to Vegeta, since he didn't want to press the engines too much just yet. That was going to work out just swimmingly, a couple of energetic Saiyans stuck on a ship with nothing to keep themselves busy, They couldn't even train really, the training room was offline right now since they didn't feel the need to rework that just yet. Despite requests on Takeshi's part it had been left untouched, so as of now it was just a big, empty room. There weren't exactly games on this ship either, it had been made for adults. And while in most cases Takeshi thought himself an adult there was nothing like the lack of anything to do to remind him how young he still was. With another sigh he sat up in his spot, looking at Shu curiously as he draped his arms across his legs. "Hey Shu... What do you want to do?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu was probably a little confused to what he could possibly do on the ship, they probably should had looked at something to try and get an idea of what was in this place. There was probably some fun things to do in this ship, the Saiyans probably would want to relax and do something fun themselves between missions. Giving Takeshi a good staring at, he slowly moved towards him, his eyes going to the door quickly when it was opened, \"Oooh, that's something…new things all the time!\" he spoke, feeling a little more hopeful that he was going to be able to find something new, \"Should we ask Yumi maybe if she wants to explore too? Or is she sleeping? It's going to take a long time to get home, there's no time for sleeping until later because then it's closer to getting home…\"\n\nT'charrl smiled when Vegeta expressed confidence in his abilities, smiling a little. He thought he did pretty good, but only Vegeta would know whether it was as good as it should sound better for him than it did with himself. He hoped that he was doing everything right, leaning forward a little more and giving a smile, \"Really…? Ooohhh…hhehh! I think…hhhnn…\" he spoke, trying to get it to sound a little better but not really managing to do much more than that. The next sound was a little more difficult to make, seeing as how his tongue was structured differently. Looking down quickly, he smiled a little before giving it a try, \"Errllrr…uhh, ehhlllrrr…\" he spoke only to shake his head a little, feeling frustrated for a moment before starting again, \"Ehhrrl! Ehhhll…elllll…? Ellhh, ell!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"If you want to go see if Yumi can come then sure, let's go,\" Takeshi said, smiling, \"I bet she's probably as bored as we are right now. Never known her to enjoy sitting around either.\" The fact they couldn't train on here had to be making her stir crazy, she was very nearly always active if it could be helped. Letting Shu out of the room he released the door, watching it slide shut before stuffing his hands into his pant pockets. Nodding his head the older boy started off, heading in the direction of their friend's bedroom, which wasn't all too far away. \"Maybe they have a game room or something here... Though I never knew Saiyans to have a ton of toys really. I almost wonder if the training room*was*their source of fun. Because if that's the case then we're out of luck.\" He supposed if nothing else they could always find a different means of entertaining themselves. It was a large ship after all, plenty of ample opportunity to make up their own games. A round of tag might work exceptionally well, or hide-and-seek. Perhaps a little childish in nature but Takeshi had never played them and he was more than willing to give it a go. Yumi's room was just up ahead, hopefully she was actually in. Shu seemed to want to play with her an awful lot and he wanted to give his brother whatever made him happy. \"Go ahead and knock buddy. If I do it she'll probably hit me for barging in.\"\n\nWhen T'charrl spoke it sounded just like mass of sounds due to a lack of a scouter. Vegeta could tell he was happy though, returning the smile and even giving a thumbs up in turn. Not bad, he was picking up things a bit quicker than anticipated. Granted it was only two sounds out of goodness knows how many there were, but it was a good a start as any. Now was the second part, the 'el' sound. This one proved to be a bit trickier for T'charrl than the first, and it was more of an 'er' sound at first coming from him. After a few more attempts however he managed to get down that as well, successfully copying both \"heh\" and \"el\". \"To think I was worried about this, you're doing exceptionally well.\" Vegeta remarked, earnestly praising his friend. \"At this rate you'll be speaking entire sentences before we even reach Earth. Granted, even with your prowess fluency is likely a long ways off, but if you keep this up you'll speak as well as the rest of us, I'm confident of that.\" Who knew T'charrl would be so susceptible to learning another language, it was honestly quite the surprise. A very pleasant one at that, it opened all sorts of doors for them if the Kaesstrian could learn to speak the common tongue. \"Now then, the last sound is \"oh\", that's a hard 'O' sound. It's kind of... Drawn out, I suppose. And after the 'el' there's the tiniest pause before you say 'oh'.\" The last part was mostly his own inflection when speaking, it was hardly universal. Such was the way it worked when someone taught a language though, especially not a professional. To give an example he uttered the word a few times, slow and pronouncing each sound, \"Heh-el-o. Heh-el-o. Hello. Just give it a few tires and let's see how well you piece it together.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu gave a quick nod, bouncing out of the room and turning towards Takeshi again, \"It will be nice! She'll be happy to play with us if we find somewhere to play, all bouncy with fluffy ears. She'll like you more too\". He didn't really know how to feel about Yumi always getting annoyed at Takeshi, they should be friends seeing how they've been through a lot together. It was making their journey a little depressing whenever they got angry or depressed because another was angry at them, but maybe it was just how adults acted once they got to a certain age. Walking along while staring down at the floor, he squeaked a little on each step, \"Maybe! Maybe…maybe! We should ask sometime! Ask your friends, as them happily with good thoughts…\" he spoke, waddling away quite happily, \"I would think fighters would want to fight somewhere before a fight…\" Arriving at Yumi's room, he looked up at the door, staring at it before quickly looking to Takeshi, giving a nod, \"Okay! I'll do it, I don't want you getting hit…\" Turning to the door, he reached up and knocked rapidly, pressing his ear up against the door, \"Yumiiii…? Do you wanna explore the ship with us?\"\n\nT'charrl hoped he was doing okay, he nearly screwed up with that one and listening to two sources of sound was pretty difficult to get a hold of. Frowning a little when there wasn't any reaction at first, he let out a sigh when Vegeta gave him positive feedback, \"Really? My mother always said I was a quick learner…\"he smiled, giving his arm a quick scratch as he looked away, \"Maybe that's possible, but whether I understand them is another thing…\" Even though Vegeta couldn't understand him exactly, he was definitely feeling confident and trying to reassure himself. Looking back to Vegeta he tilted his head again, listening to the noise, he gave a quick nod, pressing his claw against his muzzle before trying to make the noise, \"…Ohh…oh? Oh! Ehlll…\" he spoke, feeling pretty happy that he managed to get that one down not too bad, if purring a little to the noise, \"Hehhllrrroooohhh…Hehllloh...helloh?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Bringing Yumi along wasn't such a bad idea really, Takeshi certainly didn't mind her being there. But being smacked whenever he said a slightly foolish thing sort of put him off, he could do without the abuse for a day. When they got to the door he had to opt for Shu to knock, rubbing at his head reflexively as he recounted the numerous smacks he'd received. "There is a training room, but it's all empty and the devices are turned off. Though I guess we could still spar if we wanted to." Of course their idea of sparring often ended up more in a game, with one trying to get on top of the other or tackling each other. Not exactly the battle-hardened practice of a soldier, but it was sure a ton of fun. As Shu went up the door Takeshi stood against the opposite wall, folding his hands behind his back as he leaned against it, waiting patiently for their friend. When the younger boy assaulted the door and shouted through it almost he cringed, figuring that was probably slightly overkill. Smiling meekly he stepped closer to Shu, tapping his brother on the shoulder. "Um... Maybe try not shouting? If she gets angry she's going to-" And in mid sentence, when the door opened, Takeshi instantly stepped back, putting his hands up defensively with a nervous smile on his face. Thankfully for him Yumi didn't seem annoyed, albeit she did look like she had just woken up. Yumi blinked away the sleep from her eyes, staring at Takeshi confused for a moment. Why did he look so nervous? Registering that Shu had been there as well she looked down, smiling at the young Saiyan kindly. "Hey Shu... Hey Takeshi... What were you yelling about...?" Stretching her arms up over her head she gave a yawn, squeaking slightly as she did so before rubbing at one of her eyes. "Oh... Right... Explore the ship. Uh... Sure, sounds fun. Just give me a moment." That was kind of a bummer, she had just been taking a rather nice nap until they had shown up. She was curious about the ship she supposed, and now was a good a time as any to take a look around. Shuffling to the desk where she'd left her shoes Yumi dropped into the seat, carefully slipping each on before getting back up. Scratching behind one ear she went back to the brothers, stepping out of the room and letting the door shut behind her. It was probably for the best they woke her up, otherwise she'd be awake probably for most of this trip and be quite bored. "Right... Uh... Lead the way I guess?" "Your mother was right, you're doing very well for someone whose never spoken a word of it. Either that or I'm even a better teacher than I thought." Vegeta would allow himself that little treat, even if it was a jest. Now that he had all of the sounds it was only a matter of piecing them together to form the entire word. After giving it a few tries he left it to T'charrl to chance, hoping he'd get it pretty quick. The first one was a little off, but rather quickly he got it down. There was a curious hard 'h' sound at the end, and there was still the matter of pitch, but the word was plenty clear enough that it could be understood. Beaming proudly he gave another nod, resisting the urge to clap. There was a curious elation that came with seeing your instruction pan out, one that he didn't quite get but found great pride in. "There, that's it. And don't worry if you don't sound exactly like the others when you say it, everyone has their own inflection when speaking. What do you think...?" Before he finished Vegeta leaned over, fixing the scouter back on his ear, "Do you think you can learn the language? Doesn't seem too difficult does it?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu hoped Viral wasn't becoming something like he did when under stress, seeing as how everybody was afraid of him doing that and this could be the same deal. He couldn't quite understand why it happened but knew it was a bad thing and definitely something nobody should let happen. He was scared that they might lose their friend forever, especially when they were told his illness might get worse overtime. This was definitely at a bad point, seeing him forget who he was essentially. Walking along with Takeshi in hand, he looked up to him and nodded, \"Big striped kitty\", he spoke, scratching his ribs with his free hand. If Viral had changed into one of those kitties then Vegeta was going to have a hard time on his hands. Who knew how to change someone from a cat back into a person, especially when Viral was not like other people he'd met, \"I hope you're right…and I hope I get fruit! I miss fruit already, even if it's only been a little while!\"\n\nViral wanted things his own way, not some female's way with her getting close to him and trying to please him. He didn't want to be seduced by her, he just wanted to eat and be by himself. Keeping away from her, he slowly lowered his paws before passively licking at his claws, deciding to groom himself with the fishy smell still on them. Despite them being a lot bigger, he didn't take much notice apart from the weight to which he wasn't really used to. Taking his time to groom himself, he grunted when Yumi opted to grasp onto him. He heard her putting on a purring sound again, but with her holding onto him like that it didn't really matter; she was still grasping onto him and invading his personal space. Ears twitching at what she was saying, he raised his paws before trying to push her down to the ground in a sort of tackle. He didn't sound aggressive as he growled, but he was frustrated and even went to trying to bat her a few times, hissing.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Yeah, so a tiger. Oh but now you're so strong they wouldn't be any problem for you. You'd probably just have to poke them and they'd back off, that's how strong you are!\" Smiling amused Takeshi released his brother's hand, grabbing at his bicep and giving it a squeeze. \"Look at the muscles on you, you're super strong. You really think some overgrown cat on Earth could hurt you now?\" Poor Shu, he looked to be pretty worried over Viral, and admittedly his brother was too. Each time the guy changed there was a chance it could do some damage, and at the very least it usually made him feel bad. Nothing that could be helped unfortunately, not until they got him back home to see the good doctor. Climbing up the ramp to the upper deck Takeshi placed his hands into his pockets, smiling at Shu as they walked along. \"If we can't find fruit we'll buy it. Heck, maybe we should even plant some fruit trees outside my house!\" He had plenty of land after all, and not like anyone else was using it. They could have an orchard if they really wanted, and then Shu would only need to walk outside to get himself some fruit. He did wonder though if having so much fruit always available might be a bit much for the little guy.\n\nNow... Which room were they using as the classroom again? Ah crud, Takeshi couldn't remember. He knew it was on the upper level and on the eastern side of the ship, but the exact room had slipped his mind. Stopping just at the top of the ramp he scratched at his head, frowning while looking at the doors. So there were probably thirty rooms here, a few too many to check. Still, they needed to find Vegeta. Sighing softly he began walking down the corridor, stopping at each door as they reached them and knocking before waiting for a second. \"He's gotta be in one of these rooms... Unless they finished and went somewhere else.\" Damn shame they didn't bring their scouters, they could just call him and have him come down. Unless he didn't have his either. \"Shu, how about running ahead and checking some of the rooms?\"\n\nHugs worked last time, so they ought to work this time, right? Apparently not, Yumi gave an inaudible almost squeak as she felt the paws on top of her head, being pushed away and onto her backside as she was nearly toppled over. Getting swiped at a few times too she looked up at Viral, frowning as she tried not to get annoyed with him. So much for him being like a cat and easy to handle, he was proving to be a touch too jumpy. Sighing softly she got back to her feet, putting her hands on her hips as she stared ahead, presumably where Viral was. Okay, talking didn't work, he didn't really seem to be able to understand her right now. That meant going back to the absurd behavior she had been doing a moment ago, hooray. Managing a small smile she let out a soft purr, trying to be a little persistent and show she wasn't going anywhere. How in the world was she supposed to show affection without it being weird though? Stepping closer to Viral she reached out again, this time placing a hand on his cheek and gently stroking it. This was normal enough, right? So why then did she feel totally awkward? Viral would probably go mental right now if he had any idea what was going on.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu stared up at Takeshi, giving him a curious look when he let go of him and gave his arm a squeeze. Looking down at it curiously, he soon squeaked happily, looking up at Takeshi with a smile, \"Maybe, but hopefully that overgrown cat won't be Mister Viral\", he nodded quickly, rubbing his arm a little, \"Everybody else is really strong too, so maybe you all can protect me!\" He didn't mind it if he had to be saved once in a while, he knew he was a little dumb when it came to tactics when compared to everyone else. Smiling at Takeshi, he soon looked to the ramp and slowly climbed up it, almost getting down onto his hands to bounce up it. Feeling pretty happy, he gasped at the thought of planting fruit, understanding what that meant, \"Grow our own fruit?? Ooohhhhh…growing things! Make things sprout and all happy trees!\"\n\nFeeling pretty excited already, he almost completely forgot about the problem they were facing when it came to their friend Viral and how he thought he was a cat. Looking up and around, he tilted his head wondering what they were supposed to do now. He didn't know where Vegeta was and if he was teaching T'charrl then he probably would only use his scouter for teaching. Letting out a sigh after Takeshi, he wandered along with him too, looking at the doors before up to Takeshi, staring at him curiously, \"Running ahead? Okay!\" Bouncing a little, he jumped off onto the doors, giving a knock and calling Vegeta's name each time, bouncing along and trying to see if he could find Vegeta and get him out of his room, whichever room that might be.\n\nViral was definitely weary over her, barely know whether she could see him properly or not. He was fairly sharp when it came to strange beings, but the way he was handling her probably was anything but sharp. Batting at her, he withdrew a little, pressing his paws down on the ground and causing his claws to protrude and dig against the floor. Staring at her, he growled lowly at her, slowly pushing himself up a little off the ground before she decided it was best to touch his cheek, giving it a gentle stroke. Ears going back at first, he soon let out a groan and rubbed against her hand, closing his eyes with his arms drooping down in front of him.\n\nViral was certainly enjoying that, moving slowly towards her hand before he lowered his head. Stepping back from her slowly, he stared downwards his hands shaking again as he held them out in front of him. The coverage of the fur was slowly moving upwards and getting thicker, building up as healthy long curls at his elbows. He was certainly curious about that, but even more so his forearms were beginning to enlarge, even lengthening a bit. With both his forearms and paws now larger, he slowly dropped into a crouch, his paws easily sitting flat against the floor in a simple crouch. He didn't have the strength quite yet to hold them up comfortably, causing him to be bound all fours for now. Letting out a groan, he slowly moved towards Yumi again, wanting to rub his head against her leg.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi gave a little shrug at that, certainly not going to argue it. Shu was right, every one of them would come to his aid if need be. The fact that he was so willing to accept help too made it insurmountably easier to offer it. The elder boy was a bit more stubborn than that, he'd try it alone as long as he could. Probably part of the reason everyone seemed to adore the little guy a bit more. "Yeah, and we can grow all sorts of things too probably. Apples, peaches, uh... Bananas maybe. Oranges, all kinds of things!" He had no clue how to even go about growing anything, or if it even would grow, but it was worth a shot. And buying all of those seeds was at least something worth using their money for. Seeing as there were so many damned doors to search he opted for them to split up, sending Shu off to check some while he did the others. Sooner or later they were bound to stumble across the right room, hopefully. Watching as Shu sped from door to door Takeshi laughed lightly, shaking his head and continuing on as he was. The little guy sure knew how to make the dullest of tasks exciting, that was for sure. Vegeta was more than pleased with the progress they were making here. While a full sentence was a little ways away T'charrl now knew a fair amount of phrases, and thanks to the scouter understood what context to use them in. This was turning out really well, he was pleasantly surprised by how efficient they were being. Maybe if they took on some other aliens onto their ship he could instruct them too just to better hone his teaching skills. As it was the whole process, while going well, was a bit awkward. The banging on the door distracted him for a moment, and the sound of Shu's voice carrying through prompted him to get up off of his desk. Holding up a finger for T'charrl to wait he went to the door, sliding it open and looking at Shu puzzled. "Yes? Need something Shu? I thought I heard someone shouting my name, glad to see I'm not crazy..." Curious, where was his brother? Poking his head out of the room he spotted Takeshi coming over, not the most reassuring expressions on his face. A nervous smile coming from that one never bode well unfortunately. With a sigh he stepped out of the doorway so the brothers could come in, folding his arms over his chest. "What's going on?" Yumi smiled as she stroked Viral's cheek, glad to see it was having some effect. So the gentle touches weren't going to cure things this time, but at least it was enough to keep him calm. So long as she didn't give too much at once, like a hug, he seemed perfectly fine with it. Again Viral backed off, and this time she remained where she was, not wanting to chase him again. If he wanted her here then Viral would come back, no point in forcing herself on him any longer. Curse it all, she really wished there were some lights on, she could see what was happening. Aside from the faint noise of shuffling there was no sound, not until the Beastman groaned once more. Following that noise something brushed up against Yumi's leg, making her jump at first and look down bewildered. No way, was that Viral doing that? He was really out of his mind if he was being this openly affectionate. Even before this entire matter began he had never been this comfortable around her like this. Smiling sheepishly she reached down, not entirely sure what to do before starting to rub his back. Oh hurry up boys...
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"If he gets out then we get him back in. Sure he changed, but it's still Viral, we can handle him.\" Unless the guy experienced an absolutely absurd spike in power they should be okay. It was more the sharp claws and fangs that worried Takeshi rather than his raw strength. Shu didn't seem terribly fond of going in there, it was probably rekindling some fear he had of big jungle cats back home. Exposing him to Viral now would probably not be the best of moves. If they were to help then they would have to do it from out here, keeping well out of Viral's view and hopefully not be antagonizing him. Sighing softly the Saiyan sat down along the wall, crossing his legs and folding his arms over his chest. So they were just going sit here, because for the life of him he had no clue what they were going to do. \"You need to believe they're going to be okay Shu, honestly. It's not like it's just anyone that is going to go inside. Viral had never attacked them before, right? So I doubt he'll start now.\"\n\nViral wasn't going anywhere, part of him had to have realized that by now. No matter how much he tried to claw his way out all he was doing was scraping up the walls. Yumi was doing her best to keep him where he was, long enough so Vegeta could do his part anyways. She had managed to bring him down from the wall and now he was coming over, in a moderately threatening way too. Smiling nervously she held her ground, For a brief instance she could have sworn there was a flash of recognition, like Viral had realized who she was. Or maybe she was just being optimistic, there very well may have not been anything at all. She liked to think so as the Beastman sat down before her, no longer seeming like he was willing to eat her face off. Yumi looked back at Vegeta once more before stepping forward, reaching out to stroke Viral's neck and back in the most soothing way she could muster. Being smaller than him by a bit now she couldn't quite look him in the eye, so instead she nestled her head just below his, giving him a small nudge. \"Viral, I know you can hear me, somewhere in there. You're not in danger, and you're not in trouble. Vegeta and I are here to help, understand?\" Lifting her head she moved a hand to his muzzle, gently trying to get him to look down at her. \"Can you change back?\"\n\n\"Music might soothe the savage beast... But I doubt words will...\" Vegeta mumbled, shaking his head. It may be keeping Viral under wraps but it wasn't a solution. Looking at the Beastman for a good moment he furrowed his brow together, starting at last to get some pieces of what he thought was the answer. What did they know? Viral had come down here and apparently had a lot of food with him, he had been hungry. While he wasn't willing to eat normally this form was all too happy to, and did so in gusto. The more he seemed to eat as well the more this side came out, suggesting perhaps he needed to be properly fed to initiate and maintain this form. Okay, so that may be what caused it, but how to undo it? If nutrition was the start then the opposite should be the key to stopping it. They wouldn't go as far as malnutrition, but making him hungry by having him wait a while should do the trick. \"Yumi? We need to keep him in here as long as we can. I think once his body can't maintain that form any longer he'll change back on his own.\" He wished there was a more elaborate plan to this, but without knowing the exact details of the transformation he couldn't offer any more advice.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu was a little hopeful that it was still Viral and not some big angry kitty that was in there instead, like some sort of cat taking over his body. He knew that Viral was part cat, but what cat he didn't know. Letting out a sigh, he gave a little nod, smiling at Takeshi, \"I hope you're right about that\", he spoke, tilting his head a little, \"Are you saying Mister Viral is weaker than us?\" While he didn't know that, it was possible that they should be fine and be able to keep Viral at bay and not let him get too out of hand if he did escape. At most, he hoped Viral would go for the food which could be probably easily restored once they get to Earth through hunting. Moving towards Takeshi, he sat down as well, \"I know…it's just…big kitty…\" he sighed, scratching his ribs, \"And he's hungry big kitty, so that's even scarier; you know big kitties like eating little monkeys?\"\n\nViral didn't know what to make of Yumi or figure out what was drawing him towards this strange female, especially when he didn't have much interest in her at all anyway. She was curious and strangely drawing, his eyes staring down at her with mild interest as he tried to figure out what she was all about. Watching her closely, he growled lowly when she reached out to her only for her to stroke his neck instead. Letting out a groan, he tilted his head slowly to the side. He didn't understand her all that well, her actions and words something he couldn't get his head around. There had to be something up with that, but right now he just didn't know what was up. Lowering his head a little to stare at her, he narrowed his gaze a little at her before he looked towards Vegeta, hearing him pretty plainly.\n\nOf course Vegeta was still there, he nearly forgot about the boy. Whatever he was doing in the sidelines was making him feel a little intimidated, his mind not comprehending what he was being said about him to understand the situation. Staring at him, he soon quickly looked around again, his eyes going to every other side of the room instead. He didn't want these two observing him like this, looking as if he was watching him as prey and trying to get the better of him. He didn't want to be trapped, he wanted freedom to roam and find more food without having to deal with these creatures. Moving around quickly, he decided to try where Vegeta had come into the room from and immediately dashed for it, his aim to claw it open and understand how it worked if he ever hoped to get out and find more food.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi offered a little shrug in reply, not really wanting to get into that conversation. Was Viral weaker than them right now? Most probably, he was suffering from so many different things his strength had to be stunted. Were he healthy than that was another matter entirely. Of course too there was a little bit of pride that went into that, and admittedly or not Takeshi wanted to think he was stronger. It would be fairly disappointing if after all they had done Viral would get better and be stronger as well, they had worked their tails off and risked a lot to get where they were. Looking at Shu as he sat down the older boy smiled, nudging his brother's shoulder with his own gently. "No one is going to eat you, don't worry. Especially not Viral," he replied, nodding his head towards the door. "Besides, you're so hairy, he'd get a nasty hairball if he tried eating you. I doubt he's that hungry." It was tricky making a joke out of it, but this was the only way Takeshi knew how to try and simmer things down. Smiling sympathetically he shook his head at Shu's question, not being aware of that at all. He wasn't too sure how the jungle worked either way, he was more or less a city kid compared to his brother. "Like I said, no one is going to eat you, I promise. They'll have to go through me if they want to try." Starving Viral felt like a lowly thing to do, but it might be their only option. If hunger spurred the transformation and food finished it then perhaps a lack thereof would make him unable to sustain the change. Or... Maybe if he ate more then he'd be sated and there would be no need for the form... It was a fine line and Vegeta didn't know what side they should stand on. If they could keep him in here and get more food then he could eat, it was at least worth a try. And that would certainly take less time than waiting for him to go hungry again. Looking back at his PDA he turned on the intercom out in the corridor, speaking into the device so the brothers could hear him. "Shu? Takeshi? Listen, I need you two to go get food. I've got a theory and we'll need more food for Viral to test it. He's a cat now, so don't be bringing fruits or vegetables, only meats, understand?" Hopefully this didn't backfire, as it was handling the Beastman was proving difficult. In a second it was about to become even more so. The low growl was the first sign that something was amiss. Looking up from the PDA the Saiyan noticed Viral now circumventing Yumi, looking at him rather angrily. So he wasn't held in as fond regard as she was, shame. Vegeta stuffed away his tool for now, keeping a steady gaze on the Beastman to see what he would do. Rather than attack him Viral made a dart for the door, likely with the intent of breaking free. With his new size and strength that may actually be possible, the doors weren't nearly as reinforced as the walls were. Cussing beneath his breath he dashed over to the door, placing himself in between it and Viral. When a large paw reached up and swiped at the steel he reached out and caught it, surprised by the strain that came with halting the blow. Skidding back slightly from the impact he strained to try and push Viral back, placing his free hand on the Beastman's chest. "Viral... No. The boys are getting food, just wait!" he grunted, looking up at his friend. "Just sit down and relax."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Crap... This was much harder than he had anticipated. Not only could he not drive Viral back but he was losing ground. The only reason he wasn't going back any further is because a solid slab of steel in the form of a door was holding him where he was. Viral quickly improvised however, and since he couldn't push the Saiyan back he instead opted to push him down. Now with the combined weight of both the Beastman's raw strength and his mass bearing down on him Vegeta slipped to one knee, still barely holding up his friend's arms. Gritting his teeth he glared up at Viral, showing considerable strain in his features as he tried to fight back. Seeing no other option he began to bolster himself, gathering him Ki quickly to increase his own strength and hope to match it. The room whistled loudly as his energy smacked against the walls, his Ki rising quickly to a level that would hopefully give him the edge he needed. While he was focusing on raising his strength and trying to hold Viral back he didn't notice Yumi take to the air, and his eyes widened in surprise seeing her come down and grab Viral from behind. She could barely fit her arms around his sides much less his torso, but she began to pull back as he pushed, and yet they were still straining. This was just getting absurd, how strong was he?\n\n\"Viral...! Stop it! Someone's going to get hurt!\" Yumi said, straining as she continued to tug at his hulking figure. Seeing no option as well she raised her own energy, hoping that between both her and Vegeta combined could deter him. It was those darn claws, they had him planted really firmly and he wasn't going to budge. Unless they maybe both tried to lift him up he wasn't bound to go anywhere. As fruitless as this little effort was looking at least he couldn't get out. Keeping this up for any extended period was questionable, the boys would really need to hurry up with that food, otherwise this could turn badly.\n\n\"Yeah, him eating them would be awfully bad... Obviously,\" Takeshi replied, glancing back over his shoulder. Go figure, the guy wouldn't touch his food at dinner and now he was going berserk not having food, he couldn't make up his mind. Cresting the top of the ramp the boys hurried towards the mess hall, the elder brother taking the lead since he knew where it was. A couple of steaks ought to do the trick, and maybe fish too. Cats liked fish didn't they? May be the safer bet since the Beastman seemed pretty put off at the idea of red meats, and feeding him that even now could make him ill. As if the situation weren't troublesome enough there was a sudden spike in energy, Vegeta was powering up. Confused Takeshi halted in his tracks, looking down through the floor in the direction of the room. Not long after that Yumi powered up as well, meaning whatever was going on they both needed to be stronger. Oh great, was a fight breaking out? That was exactly what they wanted to avoid, they needed to hurry up with this food. \"Come on! We've gotta go!\" he urged, grabbing Shu's arm and near dragging him along, racing right to the mess hall. No doubt everyone on the ship was aware of what was happening now, it was pretty hard to hide energy as big as Vegeta's and Yumi's. Hopefully no one else went to investigate, otherwise it could mean more problems.\n\nThe mess hall was all cleaned up and everything put away when they had finished eating. That was the state it had been in at any rate. Takeshi turned the lights on as they entered and was greeted by several pans and dishes strewn throughout the room, some clean and others with bits of food still in them. There were claw marks on the cabinets and floors, and it looked like someone had tried to get into the massive refrigerator too. Yep, Viral had definitely been in here. \"Jeez... If he was this hungry he should have said something...\" Hopefully there was something left, anything sizable that would help sate the Beastman's appetite. Undoing the latch Takeshi threw open the fridge, breathing a sigh of relief seeing the contents were all still there. Slabs of fish, meats and containers of fruits and vegetables lined the container from wall to wall, and it was a pretty deep container too. Even by feeding Viral they should have more than enough for later. Leaning over the edge he began to pull out sealed packages of fish, laying them on the counter hastily. \"Grab as much as you can and we'll go, we've gotta be quick about this.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral was completely unhinged and was just doing anything he wanted, finding it easy to overpower such a small creature. He was definitely trying to squash him down just so he could get through the door. It was obviously important to get out, it was something he was really wanting to accomplish because it was now a challenge to get out; nevermind the food, he could get that once he overcame this challenge. Snarling as he continued to force down Vegeta, he let out a roar before his ears flickered, noticing the rising power coming from Vegeta. Letting out a hiss, he moved to try and push Vegeta down some more with a forceful shove as he only got angry at the sight of the energy bouncing all over the place. It was a threat to him, he had to eliminate the threat.\n\nHowever, before Viral could do any real damage, there was a sudden force on his back that was forcing him back. Standing up again, he swung his arms around in anger just trying to get her off in any way possible. He couldn't get her off him, but in his anger he quickly decided to take another route if it meant he would be able to get her off. Snarling angrily, he immediately dropped to the floor and rolled around, hoping to get her off him.\n\nShu was pretty concerned, but he was sure he would be able to manage to keep faith that Yumi and Vegeta would know how to keep Viral quiet. It was something he was always going to be afraid of, like his friends hurting each other when they didn't mean to. While he didn't mind it if they accidentally hurt him, he didn't like witnessing it himself. Keeping up with Takeshi, he hurried along towards the mess hall as well, looking back just incase someone spotted them rushing around everywhere. Feeling fairly cautious, he made an immediate halt when Takeshi suddenly came to a stop, going right up close to him and looking up and down the corridor, \"What? What's going on?\" he questioned him, squeaking when Takeshi suddenly grabbed him instead and hurried along once more. This was pretty confusing, but something was telling him he was needing to move before things got worse.\n\nOnce arriving at the mess hall, Shu covered his eyes for a second as the lights blinked on, peeking out only when his eyes were settled again. Following him into the kitchen area, Shu squeaked at the sight of the mess, frowning when looking at the claw marks, \"U-Umm…well, what if he couldn't say anything…?\" he asked him, wandering over to the fridge, \"He could had lost his ability to speak by then…?\" Feeling a little concerned over the markings, he soon came to his sense again and immediately started searching for food, finding a general good lot of steaks from various space creatures all packed. There was plenty of food everywhere, but obviously out of Viral's reach considering they were all still there and what he had was leftovers, \"I'm grabbing, I'm grabbing!\" he squeaked, piling up the meat before making his way towards the door, barely being able to see, \"I got meat! No fruit…I swear!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
How was he so steady? With both her and Vegeta pushing and pulling surely Viral should budge at least a little bit. Aside from teetering however he wouldn't move from his spot, he was steadfast where he stood. Grunting a bit as she exerted some effort she soon followed the Saiyan's lead and raised her power, trying to make use of the extra strength to restrain the Beastman. Ah, there it was at last, a little movement. The small increase in power had given her the means to make Viral teeter at least, and just a little more should do the trick. Yet just as they seemed to be gaining ground their friend-turned-beast had another idea. Abruptly he began to move backwards, much too easily compared to before. It was then Yumi realized he meant to topple down on top of her, and with a sharp gasp of surprise she released him and bolted away, narrowly being flattened in the process. Keeping herself well up in the air she looked at Viral surprised, not quite believing he'd actually just tried that. If he was willing to hurt them to get out of here then all the reason to keep him locked inside. "Come on science geek, tell me you've got a plan!" she shouted, eying Viral nervously. If not they may just have to knock him out. Whatever that little errand Vegeta had sent them on, to get food, it wasn't going to work fast enough. "I do, we've just got to keep him busy! Don't give him room to try and escape!" The boys had to bring that food, that was the best theory he had right now. Even if it was a silly one it was all they had to go off, they had to try it. Watching as Viral rolled over on the ground he gritted his teeth, stopping his rising energy at a moderately high point. Okay, so this was going to be a contest of raw strength then, was that it? Damn, he actually rather wished that bothersome Leto was here right now, that man could likely restrain Viral. With the Beastman on the ground Vegeta took a chance, jumping after him and trying to keep him pinned to the ground. Throwing himself on top wasn't going to do a whole lot, he didn't exactly way a sizable amount. Instead he grabbed hold of Viral's front shoulders, pushing down with assistance of his Ki to try and keep him pinned. Yumi picked up on the tactic and did the same, attempting to force down his hind legs to immobilize him completely. They shouldn't be raising their powers, that couldn't solve anything. Fighting Viral was only going to make things worse, wasn't it? There was the chance they had no choice too, that it was being done in self defense. That was even more worrisome, it meant he was threatening them. If it were him and Shu down there then sure, he could understand Viral attacking them. Shu he tolerated for the most part, but Takeshi was well aware there was animosity towards him. The fact that Viral was attacking the two closest people to him meant he was in a really bad way, and all the more reason to hurry up. Grabbing Shu's arm then he nearly dragged Shu to the mess hall, letting go as soon as they were in and the lights were on. The place was a total disaster and the twins and their father would probably be ticked, but they would worry about that later. Paying little heed to the mess around them Takeshi went immediately to the large refrigerator, undoing the lock and throwing it open, beginning to remove everything he figured Viral would eat. "I don't know Shu... I still don't get it..." he remarked, frowning as he removed another slab of fish. He'd eaten a lot at dinner, he'd even seemed ill afterwards. So how the heck was the guy this hungry? Shu could hardly see where he was going with how much he'd taken, Takeshi had a fair less amount off food himself. Closing the refrigerator he looked at his brother exasperatedly, reaching over and taking the topmost package off the top so he could see. Hurrying right out alongside the younger boy the brother's went back down towards the training hall. On the way there they had passed Kabocha returning from the library, Takeshi not even noticing him as they rushed past. "I hope this is enough... This is more than even I would eat," he mumbled, looking past his pile to see where the ramp was. When he got to it he slowed considerably, not wanting to slip and lose everything he was carrying. Up ahead he could still feel their friend's energies, and was relieved that they had plateaued. At least they weren't rising anymore, hopefully that meant the immediate threat was over. Now hopefully they could get in there with all this food before anything bad happened.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Good question... Hell if I know...\" That part of the plan hadn't been covered exactly. Vegeta only told them to get some food, that had been it. Takeshi hoped the door might even be open for them once they returned, but sure enough it was still shut and locked. Stopping before the door he frowned, debating on how they should get inside. Shu was right, the door was much too thick to just shout through, especially if there was a lot going on just on the other side. Looking at the panel for a moment he wondered if he could guess the combination, then quickly dismissed the idea. The few he did know were ten characters long, and with 10 buttons on the pad that would take for absolute ever to guess the correct one. After a little bit of debate Takeshi carefully shifted his load into one arm and stepped over to the pad, biting his lip uncertainly. Well hopefully Vegeta wouldn't be too angry with him, he didn't see another way of opening the door. Drawing back a fist he punched through the console with ease, grabbing at the wires just inside and in one tug gave them a hard pull, stripping them from inside and throwing them onto the floor. After some sparking and a lot of uncertainty the doors slowly began to grind open, perhaps a response to having their wiring torn apart. Standing up against the wall as they opened Takeshi gestured for Shu to come over, not wanting either of them to be right in Viral's view.\n\nDamn it all, why wouldn't Viral just stay still? It was such a handful trying to restrain him, albeit it became easier once Yumi caught on and joined in. Now the two of them had successfully gotten him forced to the ground they were more or less stuck until the boys showed up. Neither of them could move or the Beastman would break free again, and ideally they had to hold him furthest from the door as possible. After a moment of struggle Viral had at last set down, though the Saiyan didn't ease his grip on him. He felt at the first chance he'd break free and they couldn't afford that to happen. A short time was to pass before the doors finally began to open, something that rather confused Vegeta. He had locked them before restraining Viral, and he was fairly certain neither of the boys knew the combination. In fact the only ones who had an entire list of all combinations were himself, the head engineer and the doctor, for medical emergencies. Watching as the door opened entirely he raised an eyebrow not seeing either Shu or Takeshi, confused for a second before he rolled his eyes. \"Come in you two! We've got him pinned, he's not going to attack you!\"\n\nWhew, that was a relief. They were both more or less stacked with plenty of goodies for Viral to eat, it was nice to know he wasn't going to spring up and attack them once they came in. Giving Shu a small smile Takeshi nodded his head, leading into the room first and letting his brother follow suit. Upon seeing Viral his eyes widened a little, not expecting a full blown, large cat to be sprawled out on the floor. Well the hair looked the same, and his face was kinda vaguely familiar. Otherwise he'd never have known it was their friend. Smiling awkwardly he stopped some distance away, shuffling off to the side and really not wanting to get in the way of things. \"So uh... Where do you want the food? Figure this is going to be enough?\"\n\n\"Plenty, put it over on the far wall.\" Vegeta said, nodding his head in the direction as his hands were occupied. \"Then go back out and seal the door so he can't leave. I'll call over the intercom when it's all clear, alright?\"\n\nTakeshi flinched slightly when they were told to close the door. Not exactly possible now thanks to him, he thought, smiling bashfully. Laying out his selection in a pile he stepped away from the food, motioning for Shu to do the same. \"Yeah... About the door...\" he began, turning his head away as he scratched at his nose. \"I might have kind of... Broken it... A little bit...\" The lack of an immediate reply from Vegeta told him he had gone and goofed up, the guy had a tendency to go quiet when you made him mad. His smile became more nervous as he waited for Shu to set down his food, shifting his weight nervously on his feet. \"Uh... It's probably not that bad. I mean I only tore out the wires...\"\n\n\"Wonderful... Good quick thinking, as always...\" Vegeta grumbled, closing his eyes and sighing. The food was on hand and the door couldn't close, this was a combination made in heaven if he'd ever seen one. \"Right... Set the food down and you two stand by the door. On three we'll let Viral go and hope he goes for the food. You're to stay there until he's done, got it?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu frowned, feeling a little confused to what they were supposed to do if that was the case. He hoped Yumi or Vegeta weren't too busy, otherwise it was going to be pretty difficult to get in with all this meat in hand. Wandering along down beside Takeshi, he stopped and waited behind him, giving him a good staring at in curiosity just to see if he was going to be able to open the door, he tilted his head a little as he raised a fist only to smash the door's little computer. Pulling back a little, he frowned as the door slowly opened, wondering if that was even the right thing to do considering the noise it was making. Moving behind Takeshi, he shook his head a little, \"I don't think I should be seen much…\"\n\nOnly giving a little peek inside, seeing Viral made him a little scared. The fact he was huge was one thing, but he was furry and essentially a large feline of some kind, one that could very much eat him. Frowning a little, he looked to Yumi and Vegeta, seeing what he was doing to Viral to keep him to the floor. Viral definitely didn't look happy, his face almost the same as before and still able to show expressions. Hearing the noises he was making, he slowly looked up to Takeshi and kept fairly close to him, wandering over to where he should put down the food. Slowly laying it down, he spread it out a bit before frowning, pointing to it, \"How do I get it out of this stretchy stuff to get to the meat?\" he asked curiously, looking to Viral, \"Unless…Mister Viral can do it…\"\n\nAfter that was all said and done, Shu made a sudden dash away from the food, hoping Viral was at least focusing on that and not the meat. Looking at him, he seemed to be showing interest in it, just hopefully enough that would mean the others would be able to get out of the way before he got too mad and decided to attack them. He hoped Viral was somewhere in there still to know it was them and wasn't completely lost, his main worry just now being whether he really wouldn't be able to return to normal and be stuck as a giant cat for the rest of his life.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Eh... Just let him eat the plastic too..." Takeshi said dismissively, not meaning to be hear by the others. "Takeshi! You unwrap it! Shu go stand at the door!" Yumi shouted, not taking her eyes from Viral. Sighing the older boy waved off his sibling, kneeling down as he began to undo all of the plastic and foil wrapping on the foods. Yuck... It was all either raw or hardly cooked, and slimy. Handling this stuff was nasty and his hands were beginning to reek of raw food. Awesome, so if Viral was still hungry after his feast he might well come over and eat Takeshi's hands too, just great. Grimacing as he undid the last few items he made it a point to lay out the bits of plastic and such, using it as a makeshift tray of sorts so the food wasn't on the floor. Not that Viral would probably mind even if he were to eat out of a toilet bowl at this point, his tastes probably weren't all too picky right now. With the last of it sorted Takeshi tried to clean his hands, eventually giving up and taking off his shirt, using it as a makeshift towel. It hardly got the stick or smell off, but at least all of the nasty juices were gone. That he dropped beside the food before going to join Shu, not really wanting to touch anything because his hands were so gross. Sulking slightly beside his brother he sighed, lifitng one hand and sniffing it before wrinkling his nose. "Eck... Ever wonder why we cook all of our food?" he asked, reaching over and holding a hand just under Shu's nose, smirking. "Here's why." Okay, so things weren't going to go exactly as they had planned it. There was now potential for Viral to escape, what with the door having been busted open. Hopefully all of that food was enough incentive for him to remain here, for the time being anyways. Long enough at least for them to come up with an ulterior plan. "Alright... On three Yumi we let go and join them at the door. If he goes to the other one you and I can stop him. We can't let him out though." Not yet anyways. If they could ensure that he wouldn't rampage and attack the others then he might be more lenient. Otherwise Vegeta was intent on keeping his friend down here for the duration of the trip if need be, which certainly was no ideal. Picking his weight up off of the Beastman he continued to apply pressure with his hands, getting ready to draw back. "Okay... One... Two... Three!" On three Yumi was more than ready to release Viral, darting away the second the word left Vegeta's lips. Racing over to the door immediately she took up a spot beside Takeshi, her eyes firmly locked on Viral to see what he would do. They might be were her nose not burning from the smell of the meats right now. It was part tempting and part sickening smelling them, she could really do without it. To try and alleviate the stench some she rested a hand beneath her nose, trying to block out the odors. The others didn't have any issue, even considering their enhanced Saiyan sense of smell. "So now what...? We just let him eat and hope it helps...?" she asked, her voice sounding slightly nasally. "Either that... Or we knock him out to ensure he doesn't cause problems," Vegeta replied, landing over by Shu. "Which may happen anyways, so be ready to act if need be. I'm ashamed to admit I have no clue what this form is or how to help it, which I really should. I've let him down and now he might have to be caged because of my shortcoming."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Come on Viral, sit down and relax, they'll be back.\" Takeshi urged, hoping he could at least talk his friend down. Viral didn't look like he was going to strike out right now, but that could change in an instant. \"You shouldn't be up after eating so much anyways, so why don't you- Eh?\" While gesturing to a spot for the Beastman to lie down he noticed Viral had started to sniff at his hand. Freezing for a second he pulled his brow together, not entirely sure what was going on until his hands ha d started to be licked. Making a funny face Takeshi drew his hands back, not at all thrilled with having his hands being snacked on. At least he hadn't tried to bite them, that was nice. Sighing softly he wiped the drool off on his pants, figuring if the shirt was already trashed he might as well be rid of the pants as well. There should be a laundry room right by the showers if he remembered right, he'd definitely have to take these up there once he'd fetched a change from his bedroom. \"My hands are not food. I'd appreciate it if you didn't do that,\" Takeshi mumbled, looking down at Viral uncertainly. \"Now seriously, go... Lie down or something and wait for the others. Wait... Ah!\"\n\nVegeta was quite busy with his PDA, trying to figure out if he could set aside another room for Viral to be placed in. There were in fact holding cells on their ship, but placing a friend in there seemed a bit too cruel, even if he was changed like Viral was. There were plenty of spare bedrooms, surely they weren't going to need all of them. Just one of the slightly larger ones would do the trick for now, and that way at least the Beastman would be a little more comfortable during his stay. Glancing up briefly as he heard Takeshi complain about being licked he rolled his eyes, refocusing on his device. If he didn't want to be licked he ought to have used gloves, the fool. There were gloves up in small boxes everywhere in the kitchen, it probably hadn't even crossed his or Shu's mind to grab them earlier. Ah well, not that it mattered much now. Whilst scrolling through the ship's layout for a moderately large room Vegeta was distracted again, this time by the sound of tearing fabric. Confused he glanced up for but a second, and when he saw what it was he immediately buried his face back into his PDA, refusing to look. Oh thank*goodness*he had the mind to put on underwear at least.\n\nShu was just too adorable sometimes. She didn't quite understand why he was cheering for finding the scarf but it was quite fun to watch. Oh how nice it must be, she mused, to be able to take pride in the little things. Now that they were all equipped for Viral the two of them left his room, making steady pace back to the training hall. \"Between your brother and Vegeta he won't get out, those two can handle him.\" Yumi said, smiling as she adjusted the cleaver on her shoulder. Wow this thing was heavy, she didn't understand how or why Viral wanted to lug something so bulky around. Really it wasn't so heavy she couldn't handle it, but it was heavy enough that even with her strength she noticed it. Descending the ramp she was a little bit confused when she heard Takeshi shouting indistinctly, worrying at first that something was going on with Viral. Grabbing Shu's hand with her free one she gave him a small tug, rushing over to the door and getting ready to help. When she saw Vegeta standing right inside the door, red and hiding behind his PDA she knew at least it wasn't an attack, otherwise he'd be in there helping. Looking further into the room her own eyes widened in surprise and she immediately released Shu's hand only to put it across his eyes. \"Don't look Shu.\"\n\n\"Come on Viral, give them back!\" Takeshi whined, hurrying after the Beastman. Damn cat, he probably thought this was pretty funny. It was a riot, him running about in just boxers, chasing after a soiled, torn set of pants. Why was he even after them when he wasn't going to put them on? Jeez, he was fast like this too, it was proving to be awfully difficult to catch his friend. Finally cornering him against a wall Takeshi made a lunge to grab him, missing by a wide margin when the Beastman moved. Landing on his face with his rear comically stuck up in the air he sighed, putting his hands flush against the floor and pushing himself into a sitting position. Over by the door he noticed Yumi and Shu had arrived, the former because she was laughing quite loudly at this point. Vegeta had started laughing too behind a closed hand, trying to hide it despite the noise. Sticking his tongue out Takeshi got back to his feet, crossing his arms over his chest and watching Viral testily. \"Har har... Very funny. I don't suppose you brought extra clothes did you?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was highly interested in what the smell was, not finding it really interesting what Takeshi was trying to tell him. There was the smell of the meat on his clothes and he was looking to see if there was more of it somewhere. Finding it to be a little intriguing, he managed to taste Takeshi's hand before moving his attention to Takeshi's clothes, managing to grab hold of Takeshi's trousers and giving them a fair tug. He wanted whatever Takeshi was hiding, surely something more and he was just kidding on about it, he could smell it. Letting out a hiss, he gave them one final yank which really managed to anger Takeshi. Turning immediately, he ran off from him, his trousers still in his mouth as he darted off around the room away from him.\n\nShu was pretty happy right now, hoping it would get their friend back to his normal state of mind so he could talk to them and tell them how he felt. Maybe he felt a little lonely being the only big cat there, he didn't know. Looking to Yumi, he smiled a little, feeling confident in her words, \"Yeah, I feel as though you're right\", he nodded, looking back to his scarf and lifting it a little with his fingers, \"Hopefully he doesn't smell this and come running to us; that would be bad…plus that weapon looks really heavy and if he jumped on you, it would hurt\". He was feeling a little more optimistic now, hoping that the food had managed to calm Viral down as well, but the sounds of Takeshi yelling was definitely a concern right now. Taking hold of Yumi's hand as well, he moved along with her quickly, trying to see what was happening with his eyes going to Vegeta at first before promptly being covered by Yumi, \"Huh? Why? What's going on…?\"\n\nViral wasn't going to give Takeshi a chance, he wasn't even sure what he was chasing after; it wasn't as if he needed these things. Growling as he ran away, he kept darting around to avoid Takeshi so he could get a good enough look at these things, finally ending up being cornered. Turning towards him with his chest close to the ground, he growled lowly still with the trousers in his mouth before immediately jumping up when Takeshi bounced right for him, his feet kicking off the wall to project himself forward and landing on his feet steadily. Standing up again, he pawed at the trousers before pulling them into his mouth, chewing on them only briefly before immediately turning around and spitting them back to Takeshi, giving his arm a lick several times before he ended up bouncing away again, deciding to go on off towards the door to make his leave casually.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Somehow I don't think he'll react to these the same way he did food," Yumi remarked, smiling amused. Getting tackled right now by Viral would be rather inconveient, but it seemed like he was busy anyways. If Takeshi's shouting meant Viral was up to something then they probably weren't going to have to worry about him attacking them. Expecting the Beastman to be making a break for it when they arrived instead she was greeted by a sight she'd just as soon forget. Staring wide eyed as Takeshi darted about in his underwear Yumi hastily covered Shu's eyes, thinking perhaps foolishly he'd never seen his brother in just that before. "Takeshi is uh... Well almost kind of naked." And running around like a chicken with his head cut off she might add. When he missed a tackle and slammed to the floor she couldn't help herself, bursting out into laughter alongside Vegeta. Covering her mouth quickly with an open hand she shook her head, beaming at the Saiyan in amusement. "Nope, didn't know you were going to be streaking when we got back," she teased, grinning as Takeshi pouted. Forgetting for a moment Shu could now see just fine she looked over at Viral, wondering what it was he was up to. A bit surprised that he was coming towards them Yumi got fairly worried, not sure how well they'd be able to stop him. Smiling sheepishly she held out the cleaver, hoping Viral would take note and slow down. "Look what we've got! I have your cleaver, and Shu your scarf!" The items might make a difference if Viral weren't making a break for it right now. Vegeta quickly moved to block off the Beastman for a second time, though he kept his hands off while instead just placing himself in his friend's way. "Viral, you're not leaving this room, stop!" If they could just get him to look at his things for a second it may trigger something in him and bring him out of this change of his. Takeshi was moving in to help as well, putting aside his temporary, rather strong embarrassment to try and restrain Viral. Rather than passively try to block their friend Takeshi went for a tackle again, attempting to grab a hold of Viral's rear legs. Sighing softly Vegeta jumped out as well, moving to grab a hold of whatever he could really, hoping the two of them could wrestle the Beastman to the ground and keep him there. "Don't let him out of the room!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu had no idea what was going on or how he was supposed to react to being blinded like this, finding it quite unusual really. Simply holding the scarf out in front of him, he hoped maybe Viral would see it while he couldn't see where Viral was. Tilting his head slightly when Yumi spoke, he frowned a little, feeling confused, \"Takeshi is almost naked…? Why did he take off his clothes?\" he asked up, feeling a little confused, \"He's not wanting to be a cat too, is he? That wouldn't be very good, he doesn't even have a tail yet…\" It was all completely confusing, the fact that Viral had transformed surely being the height of the confusion right now. Feeling as if he should just keep his eyes averted, he closed his eyes and pulled away from Yumi a little, just to show that he was keeping his eyes closed.\n\nViral didn't like the taste of the trousers and there was nothing in them for him despite the smell that came from them. Now, he wanted to get out and passed them all, feeling a little constricted with all these people constantly watching over him and trying to restrain him. Not really taking much note of Yumi or Shu standing at the door, he continued to try and make his way out, just about to jump up when Vegeta got in his way; however, instead of jumping, Takeshi grabbed hold of his legs and prevented such movement. Turning around quickly, he stared down at him for a moment before Vegeta decided to jump on him as well, grabbing his neck and shoulder. Letting out a groan, he shook himself, not exactly enjoying how he was constantly being yelled around. He was certainly a lot more docile than before now that he had ate food, just gradually dropping to the ground and rolling around, kicking his legs irritably in response whenever he stopped.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"No he's not trying to be a cat, he just... Oh I don't know!\" They had left and he was in everything but a shirt, now he was all but stark naked save for some boxers. How in the world he had managed to shed the rest of his attire, or why, was beyond Yumi. She had a pretty good guess though, it had something to do with the trousers hanging out of Viral's mouth. Either he was so hungry he was willing to eat pants or he was a lot more playful now that he had a full stomach. The latter didn't seem terribly likely as he bound at them for the door, trying to make a break for it yet again. Between holding his cleaver and trying to keep Shu's supposed innocence intact she couldn't well do a thing about the charge, and thankfully she didn't have to. Takeshi was prompt to act, tackling Viral from behind and restraining his hind legs as Vegeta mirrored his movements from the front. In no short order they managed to have him restrained successfully, for now at least. Breathing a sigh of relief she figured she could relinquish her hold on Shu, especially since he had his own eyes closed at this point. Looking at the two Saiyans and Beastman Yumi smiled a bit amused, walking over with the cleaver in hand before kneeling before Viral, holding it flat across her hands for him to see. \"Viral...? Do you recognize this...? It's yours.\"\n\nTakeshi hadn't really put a ton of thought into stopping Viral, he just sort of went and did it. Boy was it strange having all of this fur brushing up against him, it tickled the crud out of his bare skin. Squirming a bit at first he relaxed for a moment when they settled, nodding gratefully to Vegeta for his help. All would be well and fine if they could just get Viral to look at his things now. That, and if this pesky tail would stop slapping him in the face. After a few hits he was rather tempted to bite it out of frustration, but thought better of it, lest he anger the Beastman. Instead the Saiyan craned his neck, trying to avoid getting smacked around while he laid there. Now and again the hind legs would kick, shaking Takeshi a little bit, but overall this was much easier than handling the guy before. Watching as Yumi brought the cleaver over for Viral to see he looked to Shu, rolling his eyes at his brother's eyes being closed. \"Shu... You can open your eyes and look. It's not like you haven't seen me in my boxers before.\" They had only just showered together recently, sheesh. Not that Yumi was probably aware of that, otherwise she wouldn't have gone through the trouble.\n\n\"Just... Hold still Viral, we're not going to hurt you.\" Vegeta wasn't overly thrilled when Yumi came over first, concerned with how brandishing a weapon around someone who was essentially all animal now would be taken. At the moment Viral looked to be doing fine, though he hadn't even laid an eye on the cleaver yet. Adding to Takeshi's behest he looked over to Shu and have a nod of his head, \"He should see that too. Let him get a good sniff of it as well, maybe there's some scents on there that will help him.\" Heck, at this point he was willing to try anything to get the Beastman back to normal. Shy of blasting him with radiation or something like that anyways. Fidgeting as the legs he was grabbing kicked him rather close to the groin Vegeta looked up at Viral, forcing a smile as he tightened his grip to keep the limbs still. \"If you kick me there I swear with them as my witness I'll return the favor when you're better...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral wanted to move around and get out of the room, but right now being unable to find the will to get up he was probably going to be stuck there. He wanted a lot of things right now, but he was completely oppressed and not letting him do anything he wanted. Shifting around and trying to get his limbs free, he kicked around in annoyance while waving his tail to try and get balance again as Yumi decided to approach him with something. Letting out a groan, he licked his nose a few times before letting out a snort. He didn't know what she wanted from him, but he was already defeated again and constrained so whatever she wanted to do he would rather she got it over with. Letting out a snort when his limbs were restrained more, he stared at her before his attention was taken to the object in her hands. Staring at it, his ears twitched a little before they just drooped as if something was clicking but not quite getting there, confusing him pretty well with thoughts that he couldn't pin down as being his.\n\nShu didn't know what was going on since his eyes were still closed, feeling a little lost when Yumi decided to go away and off towards Viral. Sniffing around a little, he slowly moved one foot in front of the other, trying to find his way until Takeshi told him he could open up his eyes, \"Oh…okay!\" Giving his eyes a quick rub, he blinked a few times before staring down at the pile on the floor, finding it to be a little off-putting. He wondered if they would do such a thing if he ever went Oozaru, but then again he had no idea if that would be possible for them. Frowning a little, he slowly moved towards Viral, looking to Vegeta when he gave his reassurances. Shuffling a little as he moved, he soon slowly bent down in front of Viral too, giving Yumi a quick look before he held the scarf out in front of him, \"Look, Mister Viral…it's your…favourite…\"\n\nViral was definitely feeling confused and a little lost, his mind unable to cope with what was happening or why he recognised the object in front of him; however, that was all made worse when the scarf was introduced to him. Sniffing at it, he soon let out a prolonged groan, slowly shaking his head. He didn't know what was happening or how it was made possible to retrieve these new thoughts and feelings towards things he would have never thought of looking at before. Wriggling around again in an attempt to get free, he growled angrily while trying to rid himself of the images and the smells before he simply let out a groan, his face ending up pressed against the floor with his eyes closed in an apparent collapse.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Yumi smiled sympathetically when Viral appeared to struggle. He looked to recognize his cleaver, but there were no vocalizations or gestures that made it obvious. Chances were he probably couldn't even speak in this state anyways, otherwise he would have by now. Even in the other form he had managed to do it, this one then seemed a bit more animal like. The weapon alone wasn't cutting it, so Shu was called over to present the scarf as well. Hopefully a garment that carried a scent with it would serve to do a little more for their friend. Or... it could render him unconscious. Yumi's eyes widened in surprise when, after showing a bit of distaste towards the scarf Viral abruptly collapsed. Why did that happen, it shouldn't have happened. These things were supposed to help him remember who he was and bring him back to himself, not knock him out. "Get off him you idiots, get off!" she said quickly, setting down the cleaver. Waving off Vegeta and Takeshi she scooched closer to Viral, biting her lip worriedly as she looked down at him. Reaching down slowly she rubbed his side and shoulder, hoping to gently rouse him awake. "Viral...? Hellooooo?" A lot of good that had just done them. Takeshi had lost his clothes so Viral could what, go and fall asleep or something? Bah, really not a worthwhile endeavor. After getting up off of Viral the older boy moved to Shu's side, holding himself as he walked over and shivering slightly. Turned out that being inside of a room in a space ship with no heat was pretty cold when you were nearly naked, who knew? His pants were not all that far off from where they were, but with several tears in the material and not to mention all of the drool he could probably do without them. "So what... He's out cold now...?" he grumbled, frowning as he shifted about. Well at least that meant he wasn't going to go running around, that was nice. More likely than not however they were going to have to move him now, and goodness knows where to. In the state he was Takeshi wasn't exactly keen on transporting somebody around right now. Sitting down next to Shu he looked over, eying the shirt on his brother before shaking his head, rubbing at his arms. Nah, way too small for him, it would probably tear if he even attempted to put it on. Maybe the kid wouldn't mind making one last trip upstairs.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Ikura put his hands up defensively, offering an apologetic smile as he nodded his head. \"A poor suggestion, please pardon me. It's just one of the ways we can address PTSD, though certainly not the only one. We'll skip over that option.\" They still had other viable routes to take, the others didn't involve re-exposing Viral either. Regardless of what path they did ultimately choose he was going to at the very least have to speak about it. That was the one constant in any case, they couldn't escape that fact. However they went about this the fact of the matter was counseling was desperately needed. Viral was quite depressed, borderline major depressive disorder even. Things would only get worse the longer they sat, Ikura knew they had to fix it here and now, if at all possible. Or at the very least begin the process of recovery. \"Put up with you? That suggests they're reluctant, and that's not the case. They care about you Viral, and they always will. True, they may not know how to help you, but that doesn't diminish their concern. If anything it makes them even more concerned. And having others care about you is nothing to feel guilty for or be ashamed of. It's a sign that others love you.\"\n\nNow for the part Ikura would much rather avoid altogether; Prescribing medication to Viral. It was the option he nearly always avoided, yet given their limited time and number of sessions there was no escaping it. The pills would not be an instant fix, therapy would still be required to an extent, but it was better than nothing. This was all provided too of course that there were no adverse side effects. \"The food does not have to be solid, if that's your issue. Apple sauce or something of the likes will suffice,\" the doctor replied, smiling kindly. \"Or even some kind of nutritious beverage. Really you just need something else in your stomach to help the medicine dissolve and spread. Talk with Vegeta about it when we're done here, I'm certain he'll know what to give you.\" This meeting had been far too short, but there was no helping other arrangements. Ikura couldn't in good conscience put off other patients for Viral no matter how much he wanted to stay and talk. \"And that is why I intend on hearing them all before we're through. I'll do as much as I can for you, Viral. We'll make some headway, I'm certain of it.\"\n\nAh, there! A nice stomach full of food had served to pep Takeshi up pretty well. No doubt after they finished with training he'd be sprawled out on the couch fast asleep, but for the time being he was geared and ready to go. At last having some time to themselves the older boy figured it was good an opportunity as any to train Shu a bit, and T'charrl as well. Both of them needed to learn some energy control, and they could do a little sparring as well. Just because it was downtime didn't mean they weren't going to stay active, he'd probably go nuts if they didn't do at least a little bit. Considering they were going to be using Ki attacks, and Shu's illustrious history with them, Takeshi had taken the precaution of leading both his brother and the Kaesstrian a fair ways from his home, though still on his property. Out by the forest now he smiled at the others, standing with his back to the trees.\n\n\"Alright guys, here's where we'll do our lessons! Now, I figure there's three areas we can go over to practice on,\" he began, raising a finger for each point, \"We can do energy attacks, flight, or sensing energy. I figure we can do one or all of them, whatever you two want to do.\" Kind of a shame that no one else was out here, it would be nice to have a variety in training. Really aside from the regular basic attacks he'd picked up Takeshi only had one move of his own, and it was hardly worth passing on to someone. Then again they were here to learn basics anyways so there wasn't a whole ton of need for variety. \"Why don't you two vote on what you want to start with? If it's a tie I'll be the tie breaker, fair enough?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral didn't know how he was supposed to feel about being given medication, feeling as if it was a quick fix problem when otherwise there was no other way to fix. It was a little depressing, knowing the only guy who was supposed to know how to fix him didn't know how to do it. Medication was a quick fix to a much bigger problem, all while coming with worrying side effects that he probably should question him about. Staring at the prescription, he frowned as he looked to Ikura, letting out a sigh, \"You say that, but if there was a problem you couldn't fix, wouldn't you want it done with quickly and be on with your life?\" he asked him a little rhetorically, \"Isn't that what doctors do, anyway…and I'm sure normal people are the same\". It might had helped if he didn't see frowns or hear anger when the other two tried to deal with him, them both getting pretty fed up fast.\n\nHaving a bit of a hard time keeping his head in any positive light, he grumbled at the thought of being fed what was essentially baby's food instead; although, he still didn't know how he'd feel about that. He had sharp teeth and should had been able to use them, but his frustrating emotions and mental breakdowns left him being unable to eat anything other than mush. Frowning a little, he gave a glance at the thought of a drink possibly helping as that became a little too tempting. Going back to drinking would probably only disappoint everyone, plus the medicine probably wouldn't work anyway with it. Grumbling, he looked back to Ikura as he made his way towards the door, \"Great…guess I'll maybe see you whenever…or something. Maybe I'll not end up killing everyone by the end of the day with this stuff…\"\n\nShu was happily fed now, feeling satisfied with his first meal upon arriving on Earth that was meaningful, knowing he was going to have fun with Takeshi and T'charrl now with training on their way. He had waited a long time for this, even when he was first freed they didn't get time to train with everything collapsing on them all the time. It was hard, but now they were going to get some peace and hopefully he'll be able to get his Ki under his control again; not that he had too much control before leaving Earth. He was feeling pretty bouncy and willing to get on with it, rolling around and bouncing around everywhere all around close to the trees. He was pretty excited, eventually stopping when Takeshi finally gave them the plan. Nodding enthusiastically, he smiled away and bounced on his feet, \"Ooh! Maybe flying? Ooh! Whatabout attacks? No wait, isn't sensing it important too? Ooohhh…\"\n\nT'charrl didn't know where to start with all of this or what he was supposed to do, especially when this would be his first ever lesson regarding Ki. He didn't know whether he could do it or if it was going to be the same as his other abilities, but despite that he was willing to learn and hopefully learn how to control his other ones too. Staring at all the trees in fascination for a moment, he quickly looked back to Takeshi when his question got pretty important, all of it regarding what he would teach first. Looking to Shu, it sounded as if he didn't have much of a clue either, \"What is the most important one to learn? I mean, just because I have wings doesn't mean I shouldn't think flying is important. How do you control Ki, anyway? Movement? Mental thought? Physical force?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi smiled exasperatedly, neither T'charrl or Shu being able to make up their minds. Drat, he wasn't sure where they should begin either, that was a bummer. "Well... I guess it's all important. You'll need them for all sorts of things, not just for fighting even." Flight especially had plenty of benefits outside of combat, as did sensing energy. Ki control and using that for attacks was kind of only a combat oriented skill, but certainly nice to be able to use. Lifting a finger he tapped at his chin thoughtfully, humming as he mulled over where to begin. After a moment's contemplation Takeshi smiled, smacking his fist into an open hand, "Aha! So we'll start with flying, since that takes a lot of control! Everything else will fall in place after we get that down." The discipline that it took to fly, initially anyways, made doing the other stuff much easier. What wasn't going to be easy, however, was explaining everything to these two. Man, if he had his copy of Gohan's book on hand he could teach right from that, but right now he didn't even know where it had gotten off to. "Ki control is... Well it's kind of a combination I guess. There's sort of three points you need to focus on when trying to use your Ki," Takeshi explained, holding up three fingers. "First, you need to be able to feel your own energy. If you pay close enough attention you can actually notice your Ki inside of you, that would be the first step. After that you need to recognize how it flows and how to direct the flow, channeling it to do what you want. And the final step is bringing it out to use for things like flight or attacks. That's pretty much the gist of it anyways." Yeah, that book would definitely help them some. While he knew perfectly well how to do it he wasn't so good at explaining it at all. He just knew how to do it, but Takeshi wasn't exactly certain how to explain the sensations he was talking about. "When you use your Ki you'll be able to feel it... You know? It gives you this kind of tingling feeling when it moves around. After a while you don't notice when you do it, but I guess that's the best way to describe it." So then, to begin training they might as well start with the very basics. Just because they wanted to focus on flight didn't mean they would be going right into it, they needed to be able to sense their own energy after all. Great, that meant he had to figure out a way to explain the process to them, easier said than done. Takeshi folded his arms over his chest as his brow furrowed, looking down at the ground as he mulled it over a bit. Even now he could feel his own Ki, it was just... There. But saying that wasn't going to teach them a thing, they needed more than just that to go off of. "Okay... So feeling your own Ki. If you focus on yourself enough you can sort of notice it's there, inside of you. To find it you're really going to need to pay attention. Sort of... Drown everything else out and focus just on you and you'll notice it's there." Ah, but how were they supposed to focus, he asked himself. Sniffling he looked around, scratching at his head before sighing. There was one way to concentrate like that, but it was so silly. Given no other option however they should try it. At least no one was around to watch them being dorks doing this. Takeshi sat himself down on the ground, flushing slightly as he crossed his legs. "We're going to... Meditate I guess? Just sit down, relax and close your eyes, focus on yourself. I'll watch to see if you two notice anything, okay?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Glad you like flying buddy, but we're going to wait to do that. You've got to learn the basics before anything else.\" Albeit flying was pretty basic, but would be intense to master for someone who didn't know how to properly channel their Ki in the first place. After all, flying was all about channeling and extended your Ki in small amounts to move yourself along, simple in theory but hard to actually do. Eh, at least Shu had the enthusiasm to learn, that was good. T'charrl looked like he was pretty nervous even though he shouldn't be. Sure, his energy wasn't*exactly*Ki, but it was close enough. Takeshi figured the same principles applied here as it did with their friend's power, the same basic ideas should work either way. Alright then, now to focus on the first step. Since that involved just feeling your own energy the Saiyan opted for meditation, hoping doing that would help block out distractions and let them get a good idea of where their Ki was. Really not his style, it was too lazy as far as training was concerned, but it would have to do.\n\n\"As long as you don't force Ki out you'll be fine,\" Takeshi remarked, closing his eyes with a faint smile, \"If you find it just sit there, I'll stop both of you after a bit.\" Breathing in through his nose and exhaling through his mouth he began to settle himself down, trying to meditate himself to give proof of concept. Albeit it was pretty hard for either of them to know if he was actually meditating or just falling asleep on the spot, the latter perfectly viable because of lack of sleep. They seemed to be getting it, nothing was said for a short while and no one moved from their spot. Then T'charrl had a question, and when Takeshi looked over to answer he was staring at Shu, possibly trying to figure out what to do. Sighing softly he reached down and grabbed a small stick, tossing it at the Kaesstrian's leg to get him to stop staring. \"We're not worried about pulling it to the surface yet, right?\" he mused, smiling as he folded his arms over his chest, \"To feel your energy you need to focus in on yourself, nothing else. When you do it you'll be able to find it without a second thought.\" Finding it made you perfectly aware of your own Ki, and it let you see how much you had left and enabled you to be a little smarter about use. Funny thing coming from someone who blasted attacks erratically in most fights. Placing a hand on his chest Takeshi continued, \"Pay attention to right here, that's where the mass of your Ki will be. Like I said, it's kind of a tingling feeling, and warm. And I guess... You can just*tell*it's energy. It feels... Alive in a way.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was definitely trying hard and hoping he could find something in him again that wasn't going to end up blowing up in his face. He was definitely a little curious to whether he was able to keep it at bay again like he used to be able to, whether his Ki was too strong for him to handle. He never knew the reason why it was so strong all the time, its control was often completely out of his hands and it was something he was never allowed to train when he was confined away, probably for safety reasons regarding the scientists. He was definitely trying to find control, but he was still worried about the worst happening and it was probably not the best place to let it all fly as it were. Not really aware of T'charrl looking at him, he continued to try and find his energy and keep it at a reasonable level, feeling it out while also trying to not expose it, \"I have it! I have it, kinda\", he spoke quickly, hoping he could keep it down as well, \"I don't want to go flying up into the air…\"\n\nT'charrl yelped when the stick was thrown at him, startling him a little as he quickly shifted himself again, trying to get back into position so he could keep trying. He didn't really know what he was supposed to look for and Shu getting it pretty quickly made him feel a little behind. Shu had probably been trained before, but it still made him feel slow and a little confused to what he was looking for. It was definitely pretty difficult when it felt as if he had several different energy pools and finding the right one was definitely difficult. He could find his own special energy, but he was stuck and finding it difficult to keep his mind off it, \"Why are you telling me 'here' when I'm not supposed to look anywhere…\" he sighed, feeling a little defeated; it was definitely there somewhere, but he couldn't pull it out when he had a lot of different types of energy to work around too, \"How do I do this when it feels like a maze…? I'm just finding things I've never identified before last time I did this…but, how do I know which one? Am I picking up yours instead?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Good job Shu! And as long as you're careful you won't go flying. At least not yet.\" Awesome, his younger brother was getting it pretty quickly. Takeshi would hope so, they had done this before after all, albeit quite a while ago. Considering Shu still did use energy attacks in spite of hardly understand it he hoped that gave the little guy something of an idea what he was looking for. T'charrl on the other hand, unfortunately, looked to be struggling a bit more. Takeshi might have overreacted a bit when he saw the Kaesstrian staring at Shu, thinking he wasn't even trying himself and this throwing a twig at him. When he heard his friend's retort the Saiyan grinned sheepishly, rubbing at his neck. \"Ah... Right, my bad. Well you want to look in your center, that's where most of your Ki is. When we get to moving Ki around that's where you'll draw from, but we're getting ahead of ourselves. Look for it there, and when you find it there it will be easy to follow it elsewhere.\" It was kind of like a map in a way, only you had to find the starting point to even begin getting anywhere. Once you had that map filled it was a simple task to follow Ki routes, at least he thought so. Tilting his head a bit Takeshi considered T'charrl's words, trying to think how best to answer.\n\n\"Let's see... Well you're probably finding new energy because you've got more now, that would be my guess. And I don't know if you're picking up on my energy or not. Everyone's energy has a distinct feeling, it's kind of like... Their face, or their voice. You see or hear that and you know it's them, right? Well same thing with energy. I don't know how else to say it other than everyone has a unique energy.\" Takeshi could feel Shu's right now, and to a lesser extent T'charrl's, and both were quite different. That didn't apply just because of the species gap though, it held true for everyone. Even his own and Shu's, despite both being half-Saiyans and brothers were different. Smiling apologetically at T'charrl he bowed his head a bit, \"Sorry I'm not being very clear, this is tricky to teach. Just try to focus on yourself, yeah? Meditating is kind of like ignoring things around you and focusing in on yourself. If you notice something in you, something that feels... Well, like energy. Alive, moving, warm, then that's Ki. Or whatever we should call your energy.\" Probably safe to just call it Ki, from what he'd seen and understood it was basically just the same thing, only in a different form.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu felt pretty proud of himself, happy that he could regain his ability to find his Ki. All he needed to do was try and actually control its levels, preventing it from going all over the place and hurting himself. He felt fairly content for now, but he still had a long way to go before he was going to be able to fire off attacks without hurting himself. T'charrl was trying hard to bring out his own Ki, but it didn't seem to be going quite as planned. With something about other energies, Shu stared at T'charrl with curiosity to what he might be feeling other than what he had himself. Maybe it was because he didn't know much about Ki or because he had a different kind of energy inside him that made it difficult to pick apart the other ones; either way, he seemed to be struggling with it. Tilting his head a little, he slowly moved away from T'charrl, thinking it might help him if he wasn't feeling his energy instead. If T'charrl could take energy from other people and use it, then that meant he did have Ki somewhere. It wouldn't make sense trying to mix different things together; even Shu knew you couldn't mix two different things to get something the same.\n\nT'charrl definitely had trouble, but he really wanted to learn how to find it. He must have it somewhere, seeing as how they had faith that he could do it. Keeping his eyes closed and trying to concentrate, he frowned a little as his antennae twitching, \"There's a lot in my centre, like…everything\", he sighed, still trying to divide everything up, \"I've never had to try and find my own energy before\". He was always looking at other people's energy and just trying to keep the power within him under control, never looking for his own centre and what made him who he is. It was awfully difficult, but he had to try, \"I know what meditation is…but, I've never looked at my own energy before…\" It had to be somewhere; he just had to push passed the mass that was his own vicious energy. Lowering his head a little, he looked like he was fair struggling; however, after a few moments the large orb in his chest glowed a little brighter, \"…I think I have it…I think! Do I? Can you tell?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Hey, it's not easy T'charrl, but don't give up. I know you'll be able to find it!" Takeshi urged, smiling hopefully, "Just try to feel it out, that's all." Seeing as that was the best explanation he could give the rest fell to the Kaesstrian to do. He might ask Shu for some help if he wasn't a touch skeptical with how his brother might explain things. The little guy struggled sometimes with normal talk, let alone trying to explain a concept of Ki control. Since his sibling had it down now they only had to help their friend achieve it, and they could take as long as need be. Takeshi had figured it would take all day at least for them to find it, and yet Shu had it within fifteen minutes. Granted he did have training before, but it had been a while and was still a nice feat on his part. T'charrl on the other hand as he said himself was completely new to the entire deal. Nonetheless there was plenty of confidence he'd find what he was looking for, it was only a matter of searching. Letting a comfortable silence envelop the group while T'charrl worked a couple moments passed, and a few more, and there was no visible progress. Then a faint but discernible sign that something was happening caught the Saiyan's eye, and he watched curiously as the orb in T'charrl's chest began to pulse. Hm, but was that the right thing? If the energy was pulsing then surely something had to be going on. Takeshi smiled cheerfully for his friend, nodding his head, "I think you do. Hang on, let me see." The only way he could really check was compare the feeling of T'charrl's energy to what his friend was feeling himself. Closing his eyes the older boy focused on the Kaesstrian, feeling out for the energy within him. Finding it was easy enough, and what's more he noticed it was fluctuating slightly. Hm, maybe it had to be raised for T'charrl to sense it himself, nothing wrong with that. Unlike their energy T'charrl's was a little more... How to put it, primal. It certainly wasn't Saiyan or human Ki, but it was close enough that he could recognize it. Opening his eyes and beaming Takeshi inched closer to his friend, chuckling as he reached out and poked T'charrl in the forehead with his fore and middle fingers. "You got it! See, that wasn't so hard now was it?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Hey, it's not easy T'charrl, but don't give up. I know you'll be able to find it!\" Takeshi urged, smiling hopefully, \"Just try to feel it out, that's all.\" Seeing as that was the best explanation he could give the rest fell to the Kaesstrian to do. He might ask Shu for some help if he wasn't a touch skeptical with how his brother might explain things. The little guy struggled sometimes with normal talk, let alone trying to explain a concept of Ki control. Since his sibling had it down now they only had to help their friend achieve it, and they could take as long as need be. Takeshi had figured it would take all day at least for them to find it, and yet Shu had it within fifteen minutes. Granted he did have training before, but it had been a while and was still a nice feat on his part. T'charrl on the other hand as he said himself was completely new to the entire deal. Nonetheless there was plenty of confidence he'd find what he was looking for, it was only a matter of searching. Letting a comfortable silence envelop the group while T'charrl worked a couple moments passed, and a few more, and there was no visible progress. Then a faint but discernible sign that something was happening caught the Saiyan's eye, and he watched curiously as the orb in T'charrl's chest began to pulse.\n\nHm, but was that the right thing? If the energy was pulsing then surely something had to be going on. Takeshi smiled cheerfully for his friend, nodding his head, \"I think you do. Hang on, let me see.\" The only way he could really check was compare the feeling of T'charrl's energy to what his friend was feeling himself. Closing his eyes the older boy focused on the Kaesstrian, feeling out for the energy within him. Finding it was easy enough, and what's more he noticed it was fluctuating slightly. Hm, maybe it had to be raised for T'charrl to sense it himself, nothing wrong with that. Unlike their energy T'charrl's was a little more... How to put it, primal. It certainly wasn't Saiyan or human Ki, but it was close enough that he could recognize it. Opening his eyes and beaming Takeshi inched closer to his friend, chuckling as he reached out and poked T'charrl in the forehead with his fore and middle fingers. \"You got it! See, that wasn't so hard now was it?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't know fully whether it was Ki or just him managing to do something completely strange and different. He wasn't really aware that his strange orb was glowing, but he was getting that warm feeling that felt as if it could possibly be Ki. Watching as Takeshi focused on him as if to check it out, he looked down at himself quickly, tilting his head a little to see his orb. He couldn't really see it properly a lot of the time when he stood up, walking with a hunch tends to make it difficult to look at. Looking back up to Takeshi quickly, he stared at him before gasping when he was poked, giving his head a quick scratch, smiling at him, \"Really? That was…really hard\", he spoke, rubbing at his orb a little, \"I still don't know what these are supposed to mean or what they do; I just hope they're really a good thing\". One of his worries was whether they were in fact weak spots and unfortunately, he had quite a lot of them on his body. If he was going to get stronger and they were linked to his energy, then there was always the possibility of them getting more prominent and his weaknesses would become greater still.\n\nShu felt pretty happy that T'charrl had managed to do it, giving a little bounce around when Takeshi confirmed it was Ki. This was pretty great, almost exciting to discover something new, \"Oooohhh, your people can use Ki, it means! That's really good, right?\" he spoke quickly, scooting closer to T'charrl and Takeshi, \"What should we learn now? I mean not learn for me, but for Friend T'charrl…oooh, but I need to know how to do it too because I can't remember…\" He did have a few problems regarding his powers, but he didn't know whether he should regard it as learning what he had already been told or if it was learning something new when he had already forgotten how to do it. He was certainly confused, but he was still willing to go ahead and hopefully be able to fly without Nimbus; he should really call Nimbus and play with it sometime soon, but for now he thought it might be best to learn with T'charrl, \"Will we try to blast things? Will we?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi shrugged his shoulders, not quite sure about the orbs either. All he knew was T'charrl had definitely found his own energy, meaning both he and Shu had succeeded in step one of the training. They had gotten it awfully quick, he was almost hopeful they'd completely get it down just today and be able to start sparring come tomorrow. Maybe that was being a tad too optimistic, after all the first step was the easiest by far. \"Well they don't seem to be hurting you in any way, so I don't imagine they're bad,\" the Saiyan pointed out, nodding as he crossed his arms over his chest. \"And for something that was really hard you guys got it quick. I'm beginning to wonder if you even need me to teach you.\" Hm... Now that he thought about it there was someone else that they could go to for training. Master Roshi ought to be out on his island still, and it wasn't too far a flight from where they were now.\n\nShu was certainly enthusiastic about all of this, pretty glad to be getting use of his Ki again. Good, they were happy to be training, hopefully that meant they'd put up with his sub-par teaching skills. Then again, maybe they wouldn't have to. \"Blasting things is last Shu, you're getting ahead of yourself,\" Takeshi said, ruffling his brother's hair, \"We still need to learn how to channel your Ki before you use it for anything. And I might have an idea of how we can get your training done even quicker.\" After all, it made sense to have someone who'd taught goodness knows how many students do this aside from some kid who had a vague idea. Smirking at Shu knowingly Takeshi hopped up onto his feet, pointing off in the direction of the sea. \"Remember old man Roshi? I bet we can get him to train you guys in no time! Plus he probably has some more neat tricks he can teach you too! Want to go pay him a visit?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was certainly a little concerned over his fate, but he was keeping that concern to the side for now. If he could just accept what he was and not have to worry about possible weaknesses all the time, he wouldn't end up giving away his weaknesses to his enemies. Rubbing at the orb carefully, he gave a little nod before looking up to Takeshi again, \"Can always test it sometime, maybe with you or Shu hitting them and seeing something happens? I might be able to remove that weakness if it is one\". He was certainly trying to be confident; it wasn't his fault that he was a little nervous about everything concerning his new form. Maybe someday, he'll be able to finally return to his normal form with this one merely being accessible to him, but it certainly was a little out there. Slowly standing up, he held his claws close to his chest, staring down at himself before looking to Takeshi again, tilting his head a little, \"Huh? Really? Well…I wouldn't have been able to do it without guidance\", he smiled, looking down at himself, \"Blasting things sound pretty…interest, though. I guess that's what the General tried to do to me\".\n\nShu was certainly finding this to be pretty good fun and was certainly trying to keep things fun for T'charrl, especially when he seemed a little down somehow. Maybe he didn't like difficult challenges or maybe he was doubting himself a lot, but either way he was certainly perking up and they would be able to train together and get stronger together. Looking to Takeshi, he smiled away at him, giggling when his hair was all ruffled up, \"I guess so! I kind of know, but I kind of don't know too and it is hard when it all goes boom in my hands\", he spoke quickly, looking down at his hands, \"It makes my hands feel all burning and stuff…\" Certainly feeling confused to whether he really wanted to do attacks, he tilted his head at the mention of Roshi, curious to what he was trying to say before smiling, \"Really? You think so? That would be really neat!\" he squeaked, giving Takeshi's hand a quick pull, \"We should see him! Do you think he'll like Friend T'charrl? Is he afraid of aliens? I hope not, that wouldn't be very good for Friend T'charrl…ooh! Will I get Nimbus??\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi grinned sheepishly at the compliment, chuckling and rubbing at his nose. "Well... It was no big deal... Teaching you guys is pretty easy, you're good at it." Hah, so he did manage to instruct them, it was hard not to get a big head over that. He couldn't wait to tell Yumi and Vegeta later and see what they had to say. Turns out Vegeta wasn't the only one who could teach people things! The mention of the General piqued his interest, he hadn't been at the fight after all and wasn't aware of what had happened. "So the General could use energy attacks...? Huh... Weird, considering I didn't really sense power in him before. Odd that he'd be able to master it so quickly." Curious, he couldn't fathom how in the world that creep had managed to master Ki attacks in literally a day. Even if the Kaesstrian had suppressed his energy Takeshi would still have been able to sense enough to gauge some kind of strength. That was a puzzle for another day though, he couldn't be bothered with it right now. They had much more important matters to attend to after all! Right, so to finish their training a little help was going to be needed. Much as Takeshi wanted to think he could do it all he wasn't totally arrogant, he knew it was a little beyond him. That old pervert Roshi on the other hand, he'd taught who knows how many pupils over the years. Heck, he'd been the one to first teach Shu, so re-teaching him shouldn't be a problem at all. Grinning at his brother and friend cheerfully the older boy pointed towards the Kame House, intending on leaving right then and there. "Roshi will teach you two in no time! Then we can focus on some real training after that!" Sparring and whatnot, and with flight and Ki involved instead of regular old martial arts. Not that there was anything wrong with that, but when all your enemies could blow apart a planet it was handy to know some Ki of your own. Blinking as his hand was grabbed and pulled Takeshi stumbled a bit, smirking amused at Shu. "He'll like T'charrl, don't worry. The guy's been around a long while, he's made friends with all kinds of people!" The old hermit might be a little surprised at first, but reason told him Roshi would have no issue with the Kaesstrian. "If you want Nimbus then call him, I think that's how it works since it's yours after all. Just do it like this..." he added, cupping his hands around his mouth before shouting loudly, "Niiiiiiiiimbus!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"He... Injected himself with power? Weird...\" Could you even do that? Apparently so, but Takeshi had no clue how. Ki wasn't really a thing, and it certainly couldn't be bottled. Yet if T'charrl had that same energy in him now it was awfully similar. Yet another thing to ask Vegeta about, if he remembered to that was. In any case T'charrl didn't sound very thrilled with it at all, definitely upset over the whole thing that had been done to him. Really who could blame him, his entire being had changed because of the energy he'd absorbed. It was one thing for them to change, they reverted back every time, including Shu. For over a week now T'charrl had been like this however and would be stuck the same way indefinitely, until they figured out a solution at least. Sharing in his brother's sympathy Takeshi nodded his head, smiling a bit, \"Things are going to be fine. We'll figure things out in no time and you'll be back to your old self before you know it.\" With all the brilliant people around now surely they'd have some kind of solution, and if not they could always try some unorthodox things. After all, if the energy had changed him then maybe taking it away would change him back, yeah? Or that could kill him, that would be bad.\n\nWith Nimbus newly arrived, and Shu doting over the little puff, they were prepared to get going. Odd the little guy was being so affectionate over some cloud, but hey, to each their own. \"Only Shu uses it, since it's his. A lot of other people use planes and stuff,\" Takeshi explained. T'charrl would learn soon enough what those were, especially if they ended up going into town. Man, there was still the matter of remodeling the house to deal with, meaning they couldn't spend all their time here out at Roshi's. Then again if they were leaving Earth so soon should they even bother with remodeling just yet? Nah, now that he thought about it the whole process seemed pretty silly to undertake just yet. Right, then they were going to focus on training! \"Roshi lives out on an island, over in that direction,\" Takeshi pointed yet again, \"It's not that far off really, we can be there in twenty minutes tops!\" And the old man would be ready to train them, hopefully. Provided he didn't have his head buried in some magazine, or the sand, they should be good to start right when they arrived. Rising up into the air the Saiyan chuckled excitedly, turning to wave at the others before darting off, yelling back at them, \"Come along guys!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl gave a little nod, frowning a little, \"Yeah, I don't know how he did it, but his body wasn't designed to hold such power which is why you saw him like…that when he was brought back. It's quite complicated…\" It was certainly worrying when he was still like this after such a long time, but whether he got worse or better was all that mattered. He was always pretty unsteady on his feet, he just wasn't used to them, but he just needed a little longer to learn everything and try to get used to this form of his. Feeling a little hopeless, he looked to Takeshi and gave a little smile, hoping that was going to be the case, \"We'll see. I can't even describe how I feel, but I'm certain I'll be able to change back eventually\". If it meant he had to become stronger to figure out how to change back, then he would go ahead and do that and make his parents proud.\n\nEven though T'charrl was worried about himself, there was the matter that he was still pretty curious about Earth and what it held, the cloud being pretty unusual. Staring at it, he quickly looked to Takeshi and gave a little nod, smiling as if he was trying to understand what that word meant, \"Ohhhhh…okay…? Plane…\" he spoke calmly, thinking it all through in wonderment. He didn't know what those things were, but the word was definitely fascinating and fun to say. He had been learning his words with Vegeta and it was pretty fun to say some of the words, especially when they weren't in his database on his scouter. Smiling a little, he moved away from them, giving his wings a shake before spreading them out, \"An island? You mean…surrounded by water?\" he asked, sounding a little discouraged, \"If I fall in the water, please save me\". His species were not swimmers, but of course his planet wasn't very blue compared to this one even though it did rain a lot and pretty healthily too. He was certainly a little scared of what might be lurking in that much water, especially when he would be left flapping around on the surface.\n\nShu was certainly a little curious, tilting his head a little as T'charrl spoke. He definitely didn't sound so sure about things, but he was a lot better than how he was before when he first found himself stuck like this. He was sure he would get better and possibly even stronger to the point where he wouldn't notice the changes as much. Giving Nimbus a pat, he looked to Takeshi, giving a quick nod before giggling a little, \"I wouldn't let you fall in the water! That would be mean\", he told T'charrl, shifting a little on Nimbus, \"Follow! It will be fun! Lots of training!\" Pulling up into the air, he flew after Takeshi with T'charrl following behind. It would be nice to see Roshi again, but maybe he would be able to help more with their problems than Takeshi could, helping them to get battle-ready for whatever came for them.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "That business with the general was well beyond Takeshi's understanding. He knew the easy stuff when it came to Ki, not how it actually changed people and all that. He was pretty sure he'd read it in Gohan's book at one point but had been utterly incapable of understanding a word of it, and the same would likely hold true still. \"You're holding up a heck of a lot better than that guy, guess you're loads stronger than he ever was,\" Takeshi mused, smiling as he walked down the field a bit. Now off to Roshi's, he could hardly believe he was excited to see the lecherous old man. Albeit in that guys defense he'd never really done them any wrong, he just happened to like women, a lot. Chuckling as he considered taking Yumi along for the ride he glanced over his shoulder at T'charrl, quirking an eyebrow. \"Huh...? Sure thing, we won't let you fall in, I promise.\" Guess the guy wasn't much of a swimmer. Perhaps they could teach their friend to swim too while they were here, if they had enough time. It wasn't all that difficult really, once you could tread water swimming fell into place rather easily.\n\n\"Exactly, now let's get going guys!\" It was nice that they were eager to train, it meant a lot less effort would go into getting them pepped for it. Nothing they were bound to do at the Kame House was going to be all that intensive, it wasn't exactly the place to be flinging Ki blasts and fighting at their peaks in any regard. Once they got the basics down and had said their goodbyes though Takeshi planned on taking his brother and friend out to the canyons, the same place he and Shu had first tried flying. Only this time Shu wouldn't be doing a face plant at mach one and T'charrl would be along for the ride. Really the idea of training in any regard thrilled him, it had been ages since they did it and could do so luxuriously. For him it was as good as playing games or goofing off, better even since it had some benefit. Turning over so that he flew facing the sky Takeshi looked back at his brother and T'charrl, grinning widely and giving them a small wave. \"Hey, just think! Once you two get flying down we can play all sorts games in the air too! Like tag, or catch or something!\" A game of tag played while flying over the landscape sounded extremely fun, they had literally the entire planet as their playing field.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl gave a glance to Takeshi, frowning a little, \"I don't think I'm holding out all that well, honestly\", he frowned, \"I'm only barely holding out because I was born with it and didn't have to inject it\". If there was one thing he was worried about, it was definitely the way he had reacted to the energy in the first place. It was as if his body had reverted into a devolved form, at least everything except his brain. While it didn't mean he was losing resistances and anything else that advanced his kind, it still meant he was more suited for the wilds and putting his strength to the test rather than being civilised and fitting in with the rest of his kind. Running a little, he quickly took off after Takeshi and Shu, setting on their way to see this Roshi character. He wasn't exactly nervous about this guy as he was so much for the water, not exactly knowing how large this island was.\n\nHis kind weren't accustomed to water at all, leaving them unable to fly. That would probably be a pretty good thing about flying with Ki once they got down to it; if he ever fell in the water and couldn't use his wings, he could use Ki to fly out of there and keep using it until they were dry again; of course, he still had fears over what could possibly happen as well if his Ki was actually too low to use, making him susceptible to going feral and changing with a hostile attempt to get more energy. There was a lot about himself that made him very afraid, including worries that he would only get worse. Staring down at the land as it all passed down below, he let out a sigh before realising Takeshi was speaking to them collectively, his head snapping up to him pretty quickly, \"Uhhh…what? Oh, uhhh…maybe\", he spoke, sounding a little unsure, \"I guess I could, not that I hate playing or anything, just…uhhh, w-what if I run out of energy? I can already fly, but if I got tired and had to use that Ki and then if my Ki ran out, all sorts of bad things might happen…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Poor T'charrl, he was having a really rough time of things. Even if everyone else said he was doing well he didn't think so, apparently too worried about himself to hear everyone's assurances. He was kind of like Viral in that regard, only much, much less upset. Hopefully training would change all of that for their friend. Once he got the hang of his own powers and could gauge his strength then hopefully he'd not worry so much about it getting out of hand. With Shu flying along on his little magic cloud Takeshi was pretty free to fly as he pleased and quickly flipped over, watching the clouds race by as they soared over the land. A thought occurred to him then, and he lifted his head to see if Shu and T'charrl might want to play once they got down flying. Again the Kaesstrian hardly sounded sure of himself, poor guy. "Flying uses a really small bit of your Ki honestly, you could probably fly all day and be totally fine to fight even." As far as uses of Ki went the only less taxing exercise was sensing energy, that took so little Ki that the amount was basically zero. "And the better you get with control the less and less it takes. Not trying to brag, but I don't even feel like I'm using any at all right now." This was real nice, getting to fly around casually again. Takeshi had forgotten what a joy it could be to do this, just soaring over trees and hills for the sake of doing it. After exchanging a few words with T'charrl he went back to watching the clouds, just sort of watching them all melt together idly. It wasn't anything spectacular really but it made him realize how much he'd actually missed Earth. Shame they were leaving so soon, a week hardly seemed like enough time for them to do anything really. Soon as they were done beating their father they would come right back home, no question about it. Once they did it was finally time to just enjoy themselves, friends and family alike. Heck, they might finally get enough time at last to look for their mothers, seeing as they'd gotten side tracked slightly for a year and all.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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That's…relieving\", he spoke calmly before quickly looking back up, \"I mean, I feel heavier on your planet, so flying does eventually get tiring for me and I didn't know if that was always the case with Ki, that's all\".\n\nIt would certainly be good to not get tired over water, to say the least. He wouldn't want to end up falling into it because he got all tired. Unlike using Ki, flapping his wings all the time wasn't something he had to concentrate on like waving his arms as one part of his brain kept them going; of course, that meant he would get mentally worn down with his muscles responding by getting sore and tired. Hoping they would get there sometime soon, he stared down at the ground before letting out a sigh, ascending into the air a little bit more, \"So, who is this Roshi of yours, anyway? Does he really know his stuff? There isn't anything about him I should watch out for, is there? Just things like what he prefers to be called and maybe even things that shouldn't be mentioned? He won't get annoyed at my voice, will he…? I-I mean, a few people find it annoying…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "T'charrl was going to be just fine, and so was Shu, Takeshi was sure of it. They were nice and safe on Earth and were going to have Roshi instructing them, they were perfectly set up for success. Hopefully a week was enough time for them to get the training down, that was the only obstacle in their way. What the old perv couldn't teach them though the Saiyan hoped he'd be able to fill in. Really just controlling it all was the hardest bit, it was almost too easy to release energy. Well, Takeshi supposed not letting too much go at once was a bit tricky too. Shu was plenty aware of what happened when you went overboard with your energy, you shot off like a rocket and more often than not came crashing down. Thinking then of his own mistakes Takeshi cringed inwardly, looking down at the ground with a rueful smirk. He'd had his fair share of face plants when learning, and he hadn't exactly had the most patient of tutors. These guys were lucky in that regard.\n\nThey were moving pretty fast, and in no time they were at last out over the open water and making earnest progress towards Roshi's island. Takeshi glanced back over his shoulder, having since flipped right side up to see how T'charrl was faring. Thankfully at the rate they were traveling it would be a relatively short flight, there ought not to be any risk of the Kaesstrian taking an impromptu dip then. Shu looked to be thoroughly enjoying himself on Nimbus, which was good. Considering they were heading to Kame House for flight training though it raised a question in the older boy's mind that he just had to ask. \"Hey Shu? When you learn to fly what are you going to do with Nimbus...?\" Takeshi called back, smiling a bit. \"I mean you won't need it, none of us will. I wonder where it even goes when it's not being used...\" Did it just float around in the sky like other clouds? Or was it always at the Kame House? Looking up at the sky Takeshi furrowed his brow a bit, trying to imagine Nimbus idling around up in the sky. Meh, stupid magical clouds, they didn't make any sense.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was having fun in the air, feeling pretty happy now that he had Nimbus with him. He did wonder if he could take Nimbus out into space, then again maybe not considering it was a cloud and it would probably vanish away if it left the planet. He didn't know how clouds worked or why he could sit on this particular one, but he did know that there were a lot more clouds here and they were completely different when compared to other planets. It was pretty nice and pleasant, but he still did wonder why such strange things existed and just what made up the world. He was pretty curious, but his intelligence never allowed him to think about these things and figure out what they all meant and how they happened; everything just happened for a reason, but whatever that reason he had no idea. Spinning around on his cloud, he squealed pretty happily, finding it most enjoyable that he was able to fly on his own for now if accepting a little help from Nimbus. He was sure that T'charrl would be able to manage flying, seeing as how he could feel worried when he was the only one using part of his body to fly while Takeshi was using energy and he was using a cloud. Spinning around happily, Shu soon corrected himself and looked back to Takeshi, giving him a smile, \"I'll still ride Nimbus! Nimbus is my friend and is kind to help me\", he spoke quickly, giving a little smile, \"Why would I stop playing with Nimbus just because I can fly? That's not nice...\"\n\nT'charrl was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to keep going like this over the water, knowing it was a lot more difficult going over water rather than land. With land, he had the warm air pushing him upwards, allowing him to fly a lot easier and be able to balance himself as well; however, going over water would be a lot more difficult because it is cold air. He would have to try extra hard to keep himself up, but he was sure he would be able to if the island wasn't too far out. The moment they left land, he immediately felt the change and had to put in a lot more effort, his eyes staring downwards at it to make sure he wasn't getting too low. It would probably be better to fly higher, but he really needed to concentrate and hopefully stop himself from dropping. Trying to push himself up higher, he pulled up his limbs for a moment, frowning as he stared down before slowly swaying in the air, \"It's…really deep water down there…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Eh... Fair enough buddy. You can definitely keep riding it!" Going as far as calling a cloud your friend though... Shu certainly did make friends with*everything*. Good for the little guy, it meant he'd never get lonely if he could get on well with something like a cloud... Or leaf. Must be nice making friends so easily. Smiling slightly amused Takeshi looked on ahead, spotting the Kame House just off in the distance, barely peaking over the horizon. They ought to be landing in a matter of moments now and then, if they were lucky, they could get right to training. Hopefully the old man wasn't busy with anything, maybe they ought to have called ahead. Nah, the hermit wasn't likely doing anything important knowing him, they'd most likely interrupt one of his weird work out sessions. Takeshi never did get why he was so fascinated with those work out tapes, it seemed like their training was much more efficient than some silly aerobics session. Kame House was quickly coming into view, and good thing for it too. T'charrl didn't look like he was having at all a good time flying over the water, nor did he sound like it. "We're nearly there T'charrl, then you don't have to worry about going for a swim." A little macabre humor considering the guy might drown, Takeshi immediately gave an apologetic smile as he flushed at the realization. Gesturing for the others to follow he landed down on the white sandy beaches soundlessly, kicking up a bit of dust as he did so. It was weird being back here after so long, it felt like they had only been here just the other day. Almost two years... And it hadn't changed a bit. Already from where they stood on the shores he could hear a woman's voice, and it sounded pre-recorded and grainy. Narrowing his eyes Takeshi sighed, his eyebrow twitching slightly as he walked towards the door. "Ready to meet your esteemed teacher, T'charrl...?" he asked, looking back with a strained smile. Sighing softly he opened the door, stepping inside and moving to let the others in. Of course... There was the hermit, busy as ever. "Haha, yeah! Swing those hips!" Roshi chimed, chuckling as he moved with the video. "One and two and one and two..." Ah, he loved this video, it was one of his favorites. That purple leotard looked really nice on the lady. Melinda, was it? Ah he couldn't even remember anymore, but who cares? She was pretty and he was having fun, that's all that mattered to him. Giving his arms a good stretch the old man exhaled, getting ready to lean back. "Alright... One... Two... Three!" Putting his hands on his hips the hermit leaned backwards, arching as he nearly completely inverted himself. While going down he could have sworn he saw someone, and as he stopped he focused his sight on the three at the door, having to squint slightly to make them out. Noticing who it was his eyes widened in shock and he stumbled, falling back onto his coffee table before rolling onto the ground with a yelp. Quickly gathering himself up Roshi shot to his feet, staring at the trio amazed, namely the two brothers. "You... You're alive?!" he said loudly, sounding rather excited and confused. "And you're perverted, what else is new?" Takeshi retorted, smirking as his former master flushed a bit. Getting a little laugh out of that he nodded his head, folding his arms across his chest, "Yeah we're alive, and we're back for more training. If you're willing to teach us." Roshi was pretty beside himself, not quite believing these kids had come back at last. It had been over a year and a half since he had last seen them, and when he had heard they had been captured he'd feared the worst. These two were very much alive though, no halo floating over their heads. And what's more they seem to be considerably stronger than before, he could just feel both Shu and Takeshi's strength permeating from them. Not to mention least of all this new companion of theirs, someone he had definitely not seen before. Taking a moment to gather his thoughts the hermit nodded his head, grabbing his remote and pausing the video. "Ah... Yes, I suppose. Come in kids, come in."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Perhaps Takeshi had gotten a little... Overzealous calling Roshi esteemed. He'd given the hermit the benefit of the doubt they'd actually find him doing something fruitful, not drooling over some lady on the television. Cringing slightly when the old man toppled over he sighed, rubbing at his own head exasperatedly. Of course they were alive, wasn't that evident enough by their standing right in front of him? Unless they looked like ghosts, he wasn't sure, it had been a while since he bothered checking himself in a mirror. Looking back at Shu and T'charrl as they entered he waited almost for the hermit to freak out, expecting it at seeing the Kaesstrian. The old guy was pretty good about it, or he was just hiding it, either way there was no spastic response to seeing their friend. Hearing Roshi agree to train them once more Takeshi smiled, nodding his head gratefully. It wasn't that he didn't want to teach his brother and friend, but it made more sense to have someone who knew better do it. Roshi had trained tons of people, like Goku for instance, so who better to go to than him?\n\nRoshi was pretty baffled by the sudden intrusion, he hadn't expected visitors, let alone these three. Shu and Takeshi he remembered sure, but it had been nearly two years since he had seen them. Now they had some alien with them as well, a really big one at that. Blinking at T'charrl from behind his glasses the hermit nodded his head, \"You ain't kidding Shu... He's pretty big...\" he mumbled. \"But if he's smart and willing to learn then I don't care, I'd be happy to teach him. Though... Not right this instant.\"\n\n\"What...? Why not! You weren't exactly busy,\" Takeshi complained, scrutinizing Roshi. \"We're only back for a week after all, we don't have time to wait around.\"\n\nRoshi looked up at Takeshi sternly, a slight glare on his shades from the sun. Grabbing his walking stick he lifted it and smacked the boy on the head, sniffing indignantly. \"Well I was busy, thank you very much. I was getting in my daily exercises before you boys came barging in! You didn't even give me a notice before hand, otherwise I'd have been ready.\" He shouldn't be so grumpy though, he was happy to see they were well and fine. Sighing softly the old man gave his beard a stroke, looking up at T'charrl curiously for a moment. This was definitely a new one, not even Goku had ever brought around someone like this. He was awfully curious about him, T'charrl according to Shu, he could sense Ki from the alien. Strange, another race that shared their same energy.\n\n\"If you're in a hurry then fine, I'll train you. But I don't know how much I can give you boys, I'd think you're well beyond anything I can offer.\" Humility was certainly one of Roshi's strong suits, he wasn't above admitting when he was outdone. These boys had been beyond him even in their first meeting, they just needed a little push in the right direction. Whatever they were here for now he couldn't fathom.\n\nTakeshi smiled gratefully, nodding his head in appreciation to Roshi. \"Thanks, Master Roshi. And we just need a little Ki training for these two, that's all,\" he explained, pointing to Shu and T'charrl. \"Flight and using Ki attacks, shouldn't be too hard right?\"\n\n\"Eh...? Ki training? Didn't we do that...?\" Roshi mumbled, cocking his head to the side. Yes, he was certain he'd taught these two, along with that girl Yumi. Giving Takeshi a funny look he sighed, shrugging his shoulders. Ah well, they must have forgotten, silly kids. \"Alright, alright. You three get outside, I'll be there in a minute to start the lessons. I hope you're ready to train!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl certainly did hope he wasn't intruding on what was possibly a nice little meeting between the three. They were together before and it certainly seemed to be an interesting little meeting, but at least it was still nice to know they had something to say that wasn't completely focused on him. He was a little embarrassed that he was so big compared to everyone else, even if he couldn't help that. Lowering down a little, he frowned slightly as he rubbed his head, giving a little nervous smile at the man. He certainly had a lot of facial hair, something he didn't know this planet's species could grow. It was pretty interesting to him, seeing as how the man was completely bare of any hair.\n\nAt the mention of being unable to train them just now, T'charrl couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he was supposed to be the one who would help. He did wonder why he didn't want to do it just now; he didn't look like he was doing anything interesting. Tilting his head a little at what the man seemed to be fixated on before he quickly looked up again upon hearing the all clear for training. Letting out a sigh of relief, he looked behind him, feeling a little concerned with how training might go. It was obviously not going to take place in the water, but he was pretty concerned that it might be pretty close to it. Looking back quickly, he gave a smile before he moved out of the house, squeezing through the door again and stumbling out to the front garden.\n\nShu was pretty happy to see Roshi, but he didn't seem all that happy to see them. Tilting his head a little at his words, he was a little saddened when he seemed to dismiss the idea. Looking to Takeshi, he bounced on his toes a little with hope that he might be able to change the man's mind, giving a little smile when he gave into their demands through their lack of time, \"Yay! I can't wait!\" he bounced happily, \"I didn't get to train when I was away, so I'm really bad at everything…\" He was definitely pretty excited, seeing how he would finally get to be good at something he had quite a lot of potential in, or so he had been told. Turning after T'charrl quickly, he pushed at him to help get him through the door before almost tumbling when he finally managed, giving his head a quick shake before he ran onto the beach, \"Training! We get to train? Is he really okay with helping us?\"\n\nWhile T'charrl didn't know how to answer Shu's question, something else managed to distract him pretty quickly. Not to near him was a tree with what looked like large green fruit, \"Uhhh, ooh…is this fruit…?\" he asked, reaching up and picking one off the tree pretty easily despite the tree itself being pretty tall, \"Is this something your kind eat?\" He was pretty fascinated by all of these things he was learning, he still hadn't really seen what people here hunted for and seeing something he might be able to guess its possible use over; besides, he could smell the traces of sugar in the strange fruit making him hope that he was right and that it wasn't poisonous.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
He didn't know why in the world he was agreeing to this, but Roshi had told the boys yes. Maybe he just felt inclined to help them, like he was the only way they could learn. No, that wasn't right. Watching as the two brothers and their friend filed back outside the old hermit smiled slightly, using his cane to reach back and shut off the television. Well darn it all, he was actually happy to see the kids again. It had been much too long since he'd really had visitors, aside from the usual, so it was nice to get some company. Plus he had been a little shabby as of late with his own training, so this was an excuse to go out and actually do something. Chuckling under his breath Roshi shuffled over into the kitchen, digging through it and grabbing a pitcher of iced tea and a few glasses, carefully juggling them as he headed for the door. Remembering rightly it took Shu a bit to get down any kind of Ki mastery, and that had been two years ago. If they were back for the same thing then he'd likely forgotten most of it, or as he put it was "really bad at everything." Hopefully with a few lessons they could get down basic control and they could be off, to wherever it was they'd be traveling next. That had been relatively easy, convincing Roshi. They could have done without the hitting though, why did everyone always have to hit him? Pouting slightly as he nursed his head Takeshi watched Shu move about eagerly, quite clearly excited. "Hah... Of course he is. Master Roshi said he'd train us and he will." Lecherous though he may be the older boy was positive that the hermit was not a liar. If he agreed to do something then he would do it, no doubt about that. Perhaps a little reluctantly, but they would still get their training. Hearing T'charrl the Saiyan looked over to see what he was talking about, blinking at the coconut his friend was holding. Hurrying over Takeshi snatched it out of his friend's hands, chuckling softly as he nodded his head. "Uh, yeah, but not like this! It's awfully hard if you try eating like this, plus the rind tastes pretty nasty, Here, I'll show you how to eat them." Holding the coconut between both hands he brought it down on his knee, easily splitting it in two. Holding it at an angle to show T'charrl he then drank up the liquid inside, sighing happily at the refreshing taste, "You can drink what's inside of them, and then see this white, flaky stuff?" he asked, gesturing to the innards of the fruit, "You eat that. It's really good, try some." "You kids eating all my coconuts...?" Roshi called, huffing as he walked across the sand in his flip-flops. "Those things take a while to grow, you know. Don't eat them all, otherwise I don't got any to make my Pina Coladas with!" Getting a blank look from the kids the hermit rolled his eyes, setting down his mug and glasses on the small table just beneath one of the coconut trees. "Never mind. As soon as you're done with your pre-training snacks we'll start." He would be instructing them, but no one had said much about him training as well. Now that he was out here the urge to fire off some Kamehamehas had quickly diminished, that folding chair looked awfully inviting, as did the ice tea. Smiling Roshi settled himself into the seat, pouring himself a glass of the tea and sipping at it lazily. "I'll just tell you boys what to do, how's that? I don't want to show you up or anything, eh he he he..."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Eh... It's fine T'charrl, I don't eat a lot of them anyways,\" Roshi said, waving a hand dismissively. Knowing the appetite of Saiyans he had more directed that at Shu and Takeshi. Were it made of edible material the hermit was certain his house would be eaten before long. Heck, a little bit of sauce and those two might just try it! Settling down in his chair he began to pour himself a glass of tea, jumping slightly and nearly spilling it when he was startled by Shu. Watching the boy circle around him Roshi frowned, not quite sure what he was going on about. \"Caged up, eh...? That doesn't sound fun at all. Looks like you got away though.\" There was obviously a lot that he was missing, and something told him that it wasn't a subject he should be asking about. Nothing good could come out of being caged, he probably didn't need nor want to know the details anyways. Sipping at his beverage the hermit reclined in his seat, looking at Shu thoughtfully through his glasses. \"Angry? I'm not angry with you kids, I was just surprised, didn't expect to be training anyone today,\" he remarked, pausing to raise his arms in a good stretch. \"If you need training then you kids came to the right place though. I taught you once and I can do it again, that's for sure. Now, I'm sure you remember how my payments work,\" Roshi added, his glasses gleaming as he spoke, \"Riiiiight?\"\n\nFacepalming Takeshi narrowed his eyes at Roshi, giving him a nasty stare to make him come off it. No way in heck were they going to get him a lady friend again, not in a million years. Besides, they didn't have time to be playing matchmaker right now, ever minute counted. Knowing the way the hermit operated though he moved over to the chair, leaning down and putting an arm around Roshi's shoulders before whispering, \"Hey... Teach them now and I'll get you some new workout videos, how's that sound?\" Now that looked like it did the trick, the old man was beaming within seconds. Deciding to egg it on he kept going, \"I'll find some with some really pretty, young girls doing the instructing, how's that? All you need to do is teach these two how to channel and release their Ki.\" That worked better than expected, the old man was out of his seat and over at the beach in a heartbeat, stretching in preparation for the training. Smiling smugly Takeshi looked down at Shu, giving his head a small ruffling before pushing him towards the others gently. \"Go on, he'll teach you. I'll be over here if you guys need help or anything.\" Training was fun, but this was a little too simplistic, he wouldn't get much out of it really.\n\n\"He he, alright boys, let's get to training!\" Roshi said, rather energetic all of a sudden. With a big toothy grin he looked between Shu and T'charrl, wondering who might have more control over their Ki. Shu had learned but forgotten apparently, and the alien had no idea he would guess. Takeshi did say they just had to channel their energy, which hopefully meant they knew where it was and how to reach it by now. Right then, they were going to start with the very basics, channeling it. Coughing into a closed fist the hermit walked back and forth for a moment, studying each of his prospective students. Now how to best go about channeling? Well, perhaps they could work on both that and releasing Ki in one fell swoop. And he thought he had the perfect idea how. \"Takeshi, two coconuts please!\" he shouted, turning and holding out his hands as he caught the fruits. Smiling knowingly Roshi walked over to the two young warriors, handing them each a coconut. \"We're going to mix things up a bit, got that? Instead of learning to fire off random blasts or shooting off like a rocket I want to make sure you can control Ki properly. And so, your first lesson...\" he paused, pointing at the two coconuts, \"Is to fill those with Ki without blowing them apart!\"\n\nThat should be a good test of their control, it didn't take a ton of energy to rupture a coconut from the inside. A little explanation would probably be needed however, he couldn't well expect these two to go into this lesson blind. \"To do this exercise you're going to need to both release and control your Ki at the same time! Since you two already know how to find your energy channeling it should be easy. Starting from your core you want to move it out. Imagine it like water, make it flow to other parts of your body and back. In this case, you're going to want to bring it to the palms of your hands and then release it. Assuming you know how to feel your own energy it should be easy to tell how much is inside, and how close the coconut is to bursting! Until you two manage to do this I'm not going to show you any other things, understood?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu gave Roshi a smile after he spoke, staring at him curiously as if trying to see if he was going to get moving anytime soon. He hoped Roshi would show off what he taught them since Shu's one was just too destructive and Takeshi had done enough to help them, but unfortunately it seemed that Roshi was more into sitting around and relaxing rather than showing off anything. Frowning a little, he looked to Takeshi in hope that he'd be able to get him moving. He was asking for some sort of payment, something Shu was generally pretty unfamiliar with from the last time. He knew he had asked to get a girl and they got Yumi, but he thought that was because he wanted to have a girl training with them to even out whatever thing people normally see in different types of person. Shu didn't understand, but Takeshi seemed to have a quick fix.\n\nShu had no idea what workout videos were, he hadn't even heard of such words put together or even one at all, but he was still going to go along with it and act as if it was a good thing seeing as how Roshi seemed to react positively to it too. Bouncing a little, he looked up to Takeshi with a smile, his hair being ruffled up, \"I hope it goes well! I really do because I want to fight with you and not be all wobbly everywhere and bad at it\", he spoke quickly, trying to feel confident but he wasn't really. He definitely had a few problems concerning confidence when it came to fighting, especially lately when everything was eventually driven out of proportion and became way too alien for him to handle. A lot of his confidence, or lack of, came from the fact that he had only an advantage in a few fights now, but his worries still stemmed from his problems he received while locked up and being unable to control when he goes that strange Oozaru form of his.\n\nAll while everything was being discussed, T'charrl was just finishing off eating the coconut. It was definitely pretty tasty and a nice boost of energy, if a little unusual. He didn't really know what was being discussed or what Takeshi had agreed upon seeing as how he wasn't fully familiar with their way of speaking. Keeping to himself for a little bit, he turned around when Roshi was suddenly active and willing to work with them, confusing T'charrl a little bit. Looking towards him quickly, he walked towards Roshi curiously as he seemed to contemplate on what to teach them only to give them a coconut each. Taking it slowly, he stared down at it, giving it a quick analysing before frowning at what was suggested, \"Fill with Ki…? But I-uhhh, okay…\" He didn't even know how to channel Ki yet and was told to do so, making him feel a little confused to how he should be able to do this.\n\nFeeling a little worried, T'charrl frowned as he tried to understand what Roshi was instructing them with. He barely ever saw water so imagine it flowing was a little curious to him, his eyes going to the ocean momentarily. It didn't really flow like anything, more waved around and went in and out again. Looking back to the coconut, he gave a little nod as he just tried to figure it all out before suddenly yelping at the sound of something exploding. With a quick bounce he turned around, staring down at Shu who was on the floor after apparently causing his coconut to explode. That was hardly a good sign, seeing the little boy covered in bits of coconut and water from it. Deciding to try himself, he hoped for the best and instead managed to cause the coconut to sprout.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"You fight with me already buddy, you'll just be able to do more after this!" A lack of Ki had never stopped Shu from fighting before, he'd do it regardless. At least this way though he wouldn't be nearly blowing Takeshi or anyone else up on accident, and he could properly fly during combat. Piggybacking someone during a fight after all was pretty tricky. Having no part in the training right now the older boy stood by silently, folding his arms as he waited for the lessons to commence. When asked for coconuts he handed them over readily, not too sure where Roshi was going with all of it. Overhearing the lesson he cringed slightly, not exactly thinking it was a good plan to mash the two together. He could see where the hermit was coming from, they would have to be able to control how much energy they drew out too, but it was easier said than done for sure. He would think asking them to do something a little easier, yet maybe they'd surprise him and get it down. Or... Maybe not. It hardly took but a moment for Shu to use too much energy, popping the coconut and covering himself in bits and juices from the fruit. T'charrl... He made something grow from it? How the heck did that even work? Roshi had barely turned around by the time Shu's coconut shattered, whipping back and looking at the young Saiyan surprised. "Heh... Well you've got plenty of energy, Shu! Gotta work on using too much though!" the hermit chided gently, looking then to T'charrl to see how he had done. Like Takeshi the old man was awfully confused seeing the plant having sprouted, his brow furrowing as he came over to inspect it. "Well I'll be damned... How did you do that...?" Poking and tugging at the leaves Roshi was surprised that the plant was secure and pretty well grown despite having literally appeared out of thin air. Weird... It was like it had been growing for weeks and yet it had been a matter of seconds. Taking the coconut from T'charrl he set it on the beach, giving it a final funny look as he rubbed at his beard. He never had a student who could grow plants before, this was going to be tricky. Maybe a different lesson would be in order. "Eh... Perhaps working on just channeling your Ki is a good idea. Don't want you blowing any more coconuts up... Ehehe... Or my house." "Right... Well scrap that idea for now! We'll take it easier, no reason to rush after all!" Hopefully the boys didn't mind a little mind-numbingly slow training, but it was necessary so they could better control their powers. Taking the towel from around his neck Roshi tossed it over to Shu to clean himself up, folding his hands behind his back. "We'll try just focusing your energy in certain spots for now, how's that? Let's find out if you can direct your Ki to different points on your body." After all, every single use of Ki, whether it be flight, sensing, or something like a Kamehameha was all a result of carefully regulated, released energy. Chuckling under his breath Roshi lifted one hand, his palm facing up and his fingers slightly curled to make a cup. With a bit of effort he gathered Ki into the palm of his hand, forming a small orb of energy. "Ah... First things first, you boys try to direct your energy. I want you to start from the center like before and this time make it move to each point. Go from your chest to your legs, then to your arms, your head and back again. You'll need to be careful not to release it, the trick here is to know how to move it without expending any power." Letting the orb vanish the old man smiled, again getting a gleam on his sunglasses as he took a few cautionary steps to the side. "Start whenever you're ready!"
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Takeshi
Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu didn't mean to cause the coconut to explode, he had even tried to use as little energy as he could but ended up funnelling a bomb into it by accident. Slowly picking himself up from off the ground, he shook his head quickly before licking at his hands and arms. It didn't really hurt too much, but the force did wind him a little bit and he was finding it a little difficult to get rid of the coconut water and the bits of it. Slowly getting back to his feet, he looked to T'charrl's coconut and stared at the leaves sticking out of it, tilting his head curiously, \"Ooohhh, little plant\", he squeaked only to back away again and shake himself. He didn't mind getting dirty, but when he had a lot of hair now then getting sticky was the least comfortable thing he could experience.\n\nT'charrl hadn't meant for it to sprout like it did, still finding it hard to differentiate his own energy from Ki. Frowning a little, he quickly shook his head, \"I-I didn't mean to! I'm sorry\", he spoke quickly, letting out a sigh, \"I don't know how I did that, but it obviously wasn't Ki, huh…\" He was feeling pretty slow to learning the basics of Ki, only just managing to bring it forth once enough so they could feel it rather than see it. When Roshi took the coconut he quickly placed his hands behind his back, backing off a little before turning away from him. He felt pretty embarrassed, but at least Shu was finding good fun in getting covered in exploded coconut.\n\nWith both of them having effectively destroyed their training devices, Shu and T'charrl were left alone with little to train with other than probably moving onto something else until better control was met. T'charrl felt pretty worried that he'd fall behind while Shu was feeling concerned that he wouldn't be able to control himself. Staring at Roshi, the two of them moved away from each other and was left trying to figure out how to do all of that. Shu was afraid of suddenly exploding his energy while T'charrl was afraid of using his other energy instead. Shu looked down at himself, hoping he might be able to do something with his energy; T'charrl, on the other hand, was just trying to find it again. Lowering his head a little, T'charrl tried to pull out his energy again. He managed to get the orb on his chest glowing again, but he was struggling to move it to other parts of his body that wasn't his chest. With Shu, he still seemed to be trying to suss it out before getting his energy to his chest and then to his legs; however, the moment he got it to his legs he instead started to rise into the air, his arms waving around before he dropped onto his back. Shu was fair struggling with moving it around safely, putting way too much into it than he should had while T'charrl on the other hand couldn't work out how to make it spread, looking like he was going through quite a mental workout.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Roshi had expected some difficulty, but this was a bit unexpected even then. Sprouting plants was not something he was used to seeing, not that quickly anyways. \"Maybe it was Ki... It works differently for different people...\" the old man mused, stroking at his beard again in thought. \"Don't give up just yet boy. With enough hard work you'll get this sooner or later. It'll be tough, it is for everyone, but with effort anyone can master Ki.\" Heck, he'd taught dozens of students over the years, many of whom had not shown much potential and yet turned around and blew his socks off... In some cases literally. Goku had some real difficulty with his training too, years and years back, and look at how he had turned out. If that man could get the training right then so could these kids. Watching the two boys for a moment as he backed off they were now going to just channel energy, simple enough a task. Observing the two was like night in day, they couldn't be any more different if they tried. While Shu was expending far too much Ki T'charrl hardly seemed to be using any, he looked thoroughly frustrated. Sighing softly Roshi shook his head, this was going to take longer than he'd hoped. Shame, he was eager to get back to his videos.\n\n\"How about we split up the students, Master Roshi?\" Takeshi suggested, coming over to join everyone. \"It makes sense, one teacher to a student, they ought to get it quicker that way, yeah?\"\n\n\"Hm... Yes, I suppose you're right. Not that I can't train them both myself mind you, but this way makes it easier for them!\" Chuckling Roshi looked between the two boys, debating on whom to take before ultimately pointing at T'charrl. He was curious about the alien's ability to grow things, it wasn't a regular ability with Ki. Then again there were plenty of things well beyond him at this point, people had developed and discovered all sorts of techniques. \"T'charrl, was it? You and I will train together, I'm certain we'll work out your difficulties in no time! So long as you agree to follow my regiment you'll succeed, I promise you that!\"\n\nTakeshi was pretty happy with that arrangement, it meant he got to train Shu. Going to his brother he leaned over the younger Saiyan, smirking as he reached down and poked his sibling's forehead again. \"Blasted off again, huh Shu? At least we know you've got the energy to spare.\" Now that he thought about it none of them really had any idea what the kid's stamina was really like. He'd never been good with Ki, so he'd never expended a whole lot. Heck, for all they knew he might have more reserves than the rest of them, all the reason to refine his control. \"Come on, upsie daisy...\" he added, reaching down and grabbing Shu's hand before helping his sibling to his feet. Carefully brushing off the young Saiyan's back the older boy motioned for him to follow, heading to the other side of the beach for their training. If the little guy was going to be practicing with Ki it was in everyone's best interest they probably put a little distance between themselves. \"You're getting the hang of it, but you've got to learn not to use so much,\" Takeshi began, holding up a finger and shaking his hand, closing his eyes as he spoke. \"You can definitely move it around, that much I can see. But you need to learn not to rush it, otherwise you'll end up flying off. Or accidentally blowing me up.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was a little saddened by his inability to concentrate on separate energies, especially when he had it before no problems. He couldn't find a method to change how he'd use either of them, his mind pretty defeated when it came to these things. He did want to learn Ki and figure out how to differentiate the two, but it was proving awfully difficult when he was unable to concentrate for some reason. Staring at Shu, he let out a sigh before Takeshi suddenly came up with a suggestion. He didn't know how he would feel about that, but maybe it was for the best when one was way too advanced for his own good and he was just crawling in the mud. Feeling a little behind the rest, he tapped his claws together and nodded at Roshi, frowning slightly, \"I'm sorry…I-I did manage to get it earlier! I just seem to be having a hard time, is all\".\n\nShu was a little disorientated, sitting up and giving his head a quick rub before spotting Takeshi's shoes, looking up at him curiously. That was pretty scary for a moment there, but luckily he stopped trying to use Ki the moment he took off into the air. Letting out a sigh, he looked up at Takeshi, shaking his head quickly and giving his forehead a rub, \"I didn't mean to, it was an accident\", he spoke quickly, taking a hold of Takeshi's hand and pulling himself up, \"I don't want to go flying just yet!\" Looking around at Takeshi when he gently dusted him down, he soon spun around and walked off with him, looking back to T'charrl and Roshi a second. He did hope it wasn't going to take too long, even though he did like being on Earth he was still aware that his father was out there being generally pretty evil and what not. Letting out a sigh he looked back to Takeshi, giving him a little smile, tilting his head a bit, \"But I try not to rush it, I mean…I'm just having trouble using so little of it; I am full of bouncy energy! I want to bounce everywhere, bounce bounce bounce…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Training T'charrl, hm? That was no small task, even for someone as knowledgeable as Roshi. True, he'd taught plenty of people, but never an alien like this. Plus he had never taught a student who could make plants grow like that, it was a totally new take on what Ki was capable of. Perhaps it wasn't Ki, though then again that didn't make any sense. He could sense energy, the hermit would call it Ki, and yet... Hm, maybe there were two different energies within T'charrl? This was far too much to be contemplating so early in the day, he was just going to treat this as a normal lesson and see how things went from there. Coughing into a fist again the old man smiled up at the alien, shaking his head, "I'm sure you did, T'charrl! And you're going to get it again, with hard work and practice!" Some people had a natural affinity for Ki and others didn't, perhaps this boy was in the latter. No problem, Ki was something anyone could grasp with the proper training. "T'charrl, are you able to sense your own energy? I noticed you were having trouble before, did you ever get that step down?" "I know you didn't do it on purpose, goofball." Takeshi teased gently, getting Shu to his feet. "And you won't go flying if you just be more careful. It's all about control Shu, and not using too much." No one doubted Shu could*release*Ki, he did it all the time, and by the loads. It was more whether he could dictate how much he expended, which up to this point had seemed like a pretty strong 'not'. That's what they were here for, and hopefully by the end of the week the issue would be no more. That largely depended on how he and Roshi taught these two, which in that regard he was fairly confident. Smiling amused as Shu shared his rather robust excitement Takeshi laughed lightly, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow. "Too much energy huh? Well we could always tire you out first, then you wouldn't have as much. Or we can just keep working on it." Cupping his chin thoughtfully he moved over to his brother, grabbing one of his arms and gently extending it outward. "Hold that right there..." he said, stepping away and in front of Shu, being a few meters off. "Now straighten out your hand like you're going to blast something, and focus on moving your Ki to your hand without shooting anything off. Not hitting me is more incentive to do it right, yeah?":Plus he ought to be fine even if he was hit, he could take a good blast or two. "How about it? Let's see if having a reason not to release energy helps."
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Takeshi
Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "T'charrl was a little saddened by his inability to concentrate on separate energies, especially when he had it before no problems. He couldn't find a method to change how he'd use either of them, his mind pretty defeated when it came to these things. He did want to learn Ki and figure out how to differentiate the two, but it was proving awfully difficult when he was unable to concentrate for some reason. Staring at Shu, he let out a sigh before Takeshi suddenly came up with a suggestion. He didn't know how he would feel about that, but maybe it was for the best when one was way too advanced for his own good and he was just crawling in the mud. Feeling a little behind the rest, he tapped his claws together and nodded at Roshi, frowning slightly, \"I'm sorry…I-I did manage to get it earlier! I just seem to be having a hard time, is all\".\n\nShu was a little disorientated, sitting up and giving his head a quick rub before spotting Takeshi's shoes, looking up at him curiously. That was pretty scary for a moment there, but luckily he stopped trying to use Ki the moment he took off into the air. Letting out a sigh, he looked up at Takeshi, shaking his head quickly and giving his forehead a rub, \"I didn't mean to, it was an accident\", he spoke quickly, taking a hold of Takeshi's hand and pulling himself up, \"I don't want to go flying just yet!\" Looking around at Takeshi when he gently dusted him down, he soon spun around and walked off with him, looking back to T'charrl and Roshi a second. He did hope it wasn't going to take too long, even though he did like being on Earth he was still aware that his father was out there being generally pretty evil and what not. Letting out a sigh he looked back to Takeshi, giving him a little smile, tilting his head a bit, \"But I try not to rush it, I mean…I'm just having trouble using so little of it; I am full of bouncy energy! I want to bounce everywhere, bounce bounce bounce…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Training T'charrl, hm? That was no small task, even for someone as knowledgeable as Roshi. True, he'd taught plenty of people, but never an alien like this. Plus he had never taught a student who could make plants grow like that, it was a totally new take on what Ki was capable of. Perhaps it wasn't Ki, though then again that didn't make any sense. He could sense energy, the hermit would call it Ki, and yet... Hm, maybe there were two different energies within T'charrl? This was far too much to be contemplating so early in the day, he was just going to treat this as a normal lesson and see how things went from there. Coughing into a fist again the old man smiled up at the alien, shaking his head, \"I'm sure you did, T'charrl! And you're going to get it again, with hard work and practice!\" Some people had a natural affinity for Ki and others didn't, perhaps this boy was in the latter. No problem, Ki was something anyone could grasp with the proper training. \"T'charrl, are you able to sense your own energy? I noticed you were having trouble before, did you ever get that step down?\"\n\n\"I know you didn't do it on purpose, goofball.\" Takeshi teased gently, getting Shu to his feet. \"And you won't go flying if you just be more careful. It's all about control Shu, and not using too much.\" No one doubted Shu could*release*Ki, he did it all the time, and by the loads. It was more whether he could dictate how much he expended, which up to this point had seemed like a pretty strong 'not'. That's what they were here for, and hopefully by the end of the week the issue would be no more. That largely depended on how he and Roshi taught these two, which in that regard he was fairly confident. Smiling amused as Shu shared his rather robust excitement Takeshi laughed lightly, folding his arms and raising an eyebrow. \"Too much energy huh? Well we could always tire you out first, then you wouldn't have as much. Or we can just keep working on it.\" Cupping his chin thoughtfully he moved over to his brother, grabbing one of his arms and gently extending it outward. \"Hold that right there...\" he said, stepping away and in front of Shu, being a few meters off. \"Now straighten out your hand like you're going to blast something, and focus on moving your Ki to your hand without shooting anything off. Not hitting me is more incentive to do it right, yeah?\":Plus he ought to be fine even if he was hit, he could take a good blast or two. \"How about it? Let's see if having a reason not to release energy helps.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl felt as if he was a little behind, but maybe it would be a lot better eventually when he was able to control the energy after finally getting it out. He definitely thought this man was a strange one, but maybe his strangeness was something related to his seclusion out on this island; maybe it had something to do with being too powerful for the rest of his kind to be around or maybe he just didn't like being around other people. Wondering whether he liked him, he stared at him with a nervous smile, shifting his claws around worriedly as he tilted his head, \"Umm…Master Roshi\", he muttered, giving a little bow, \"I will try to work very hard to find it again, it is my goal to get stronger for my people\". He was certainly a little nervous, especially now that he was left alone with this man of seemingly great skill. Lowering his head a little, he looked away a moment, \"I…can, but I don't know what kind of energy I'm sensing, honestly\", he spoke calmly, letting out a sigh, \"The energy I've grown up around is a little different to what Ki feels like, so I'm never sure. Maybe it is Ki? Takeshi never taught me how to feel out Ki\".\n\nShu was fairly excited to be learning again but he couldn't help but let it blow out of proportions and get him all hyped up, his energy levels naturally pretty high as a result. Smiling away as he watched Takeshi, he bounced a little on his toes before he quickly shook his head, \"Noooo I don't want to get tired! It's not bedtime and there's no full moon\", he spoke quickly, feeling a little sad, \"I'm just not very good at controlling my energy\". He was a little saddened by that, but he knew he definitely had a lot of energy in him. Looking to his arm when it was grabbed, he felt a little confused for a moment, tilting his head, \"But what if I blast you really hard?\" he asked up, moving his hand out in front of him, \"I don't want to hurt you…\" He was not doing too well on that incentive, feeling as if he couldn't even find the energy to move to his hand. He was a little worried that he wouldn't be able to do anything just now, frowning a little when nothing was happening, \"What am I supposed to be learning?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Eh...? Takeshi never showed you how to find it...?" Well now that was a little bit of an oversight. Then again Takeshi probably didn't know how to do that anyways, could hardly blame the kid for now knowing. Looking at T'charrl thoughtfully Roshi reached out, placing a hand just below the orb on his chest. Holding himself still he then closed his eyes, concentrating on the alien to try and suss out what his energy was doing. It didn't take long to find what he was looking for, this boy had quite the reserves of power in him. Sure enough there was Ki present, but that wasn't the bulk of it. In fact he wouldn't even say that half of T'charrl's energy was Ki, there was something else in there too. Hm... So that had to be it then, maybe he drew on this other energy before. So if they could somehow get the boy to only draw from one source then his problems should go away. No wonder there was so much difficulty. "Aha... Yes, that makes sense..." Roshi mumbled, taking his hand back and looking up with a smile. "You've got two energies in you my boy, and they're both fighting to get out. If we can manage to get just the Ki then you won't have any problems. Or... Even the other energy too." Now, the question was whether this other energy behaved in the same way as Ki. Reason told Roshi it should, but they'd have to wait and see. "Tell me something... When you drew energy before, what did it feel like? Can you explain it?" If T'charrl could tell the difference between Ki and his own power than drawing from one source or the other ought to be far simpler. "If you can tell the difference between the energy you used earlier and, say, mine or one of the boys, then using both would be easy. To sense our energy you want to reach out with your own. Imagine a small field around you as your energy and then will it to expand. When your own energy comes in contact with ours you'll feel it, and you can 'sense' our energy." He was willing to bet Takeshi had left out that little bit. It wasn't as simple as just 'feeling' energy, you had to expend some to sense it. Maybe the incentive of not blowing his sibling to kingdom come would get Shu to focus more. Or maybe it would just serve to make him more frustrated. Smiling sympathetically Takeshi scratched at his head, wondering how to put it in terms that the younger boy might understand. "Remember what I said earlier? Your Ki is mostly in your chest, right here," he explained, prodding at his own sternum, "You want to try and move it forward. When you find it there imagine it running from your tummy out to your hands, and then hold it there. If it helps move it from your chest to your hand, then back, kind of keep it flowing." He really didn't know how better to explain it other than that, to him it made perfect sense. In his mind he could imagine Ki flowing like water, circling around back and forth, but clearly that wasn't the case with Shu. Chuckling at his question Takeshi pointed to himself with his thumb, "You're learning how not to blast me silly! Though to be serious you're learning how to move Ki. Hm... Maybe something else would help you learn... Come here a second?" Once Shu was at his side Takeshi turned to the water, squatting down before it. There was a handy little pool right next to him that would work well for this, hopefully his explanation helped Shu a little more. "Okay, so think of this as your body, and the water is your Ki," he began, gesturing to the pool. Dipping a finger in the water he made a quick stroke through it, playfully splashing his sibling a bit. "That's what it's like when you move Ki and just let it go, it'll fly out at you. The trick we're trying to get down is for you to keep that from happening. So instead of pushing it all out..." Again Takeshi stuck his finger in, but this time began moving it slower, creating a small elliptical pattern. "You start from your chest, move it out and bring it back. See how none of the water is splashing out now? Well it's the same with your Ki, if you do this then you can move it without losing any. And when you learn to do that then you can learn to move it and release it how you want." Hopefully that cleared things up a little bit, if not he really was lost as what to do. Smiling at Shu he reached over, tapping his brother's nose with a wet finger, "Think you got it now?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Roshi didn't know what to tell T'charrl, he'd never had to teach a student in his predicament before. Everyone he'd ever been with had some unique powers, sure, but it had all stemmed from Ki. While the alien's other power did feel like Ki it wasn't, and that puzzled the hermit quite a bit. To have him able to suss out which was which would be no small feat. And this... The notion that T'charrl could use other people's energies. Okay, perhaps that wasn't so strange, he was aware that Ki could be shared to help one another. It stood to reason that if the alien could take Ki then he had to have some himself, as every living thing usually tended to. The big issue was isolating that, and then using that. \"Hm... If we can train you enough to use your own energies then you will be independent. And your Ki is a portion of what you've got right now, but that will grow when you train. Everyone starts with a small reserve of energy, even if you're born gifted. It's through hard work and training that you get more power.\" Chuckling under his breath Roshi folded his hands behind his back, walking around T'charrl as he glanced over the boy. Yes, there were definitely pockets of energy here and there, but it felt scattered almost. It was that other energy, it almost felt like it was someone, or something else's power. Hm... How strange. \"T'charrl... Can you use that other energy of yours? See if you can shift that around instead of your Ki.\"\n\nTakeshi wanted to tell Shu he was being silly for worrying but the kid was clearly not loving his idea. Poor little guy, he was really having a lot of difficulty with this. Sighing softly he smiled apologetically, instead ushering Shu over to join him. Maybe just blasting was too quick for Shu, they had to get down to the absolute basics. If he could just find a better way of explaining things then surely his brother would get it then, right? What could be simpler then than the ebb and flow of water. Using a small pool as an example Takeshi created a small current with his finger, trying to demonstrate the currents inside ones body that would be Ki. It should be clear enough this way, what with a visual representation to go by and all. Teasingly tapping Shu's nose the older boy smirked, watching as he got back rather eagerly. \"You don't have to aim at me this time. Just picture that water when you're trying to move it around.\" Getting to his feet himself Takeshi watched over his sibling, smiling confidently and giving a nod to go ahead.\n\nShu looked to be moving around his Ki pretty well then, he could see it shifting. Not a moment after he'd started a few bursts shot out of his fingertips, firing off in erratic directions and knocking the little guy on his butt. Smiling exasperatedly Takeshi slapped his own forehead, dropping his hands as he went over to his brother. \"You did better that time buddy, honest,\" he said, squatting down and reaching out to pat Shu's head, \"But you've got to keep it in too. If you feel it get too close to your hand draw it back. I'm guessing you can feel your Ki moving, right?\" Hopefully he did anyways, otherwise they were going to have to simplify lessons even further. Taking a seat before Shu the older boy crossed his legs, smiling as he held out his hand, palm facing upward. \"Watch my arm for a second and try to feel my energy. You should be able to tell that it's moving, this is what you want to go for.\" Just for a little demonstration he began shifting his own Ki, sending it down his arm and back again at a fairly rapid pace. Since he was so used to it Takeshi could do it relatively easily, but realized it might be a touch tricky for Shu to spot. Slowing it then to a more reasonable pace he smiled again at his brother, raising an eyebrow. \"Well, can you feel it? Notice how it's moving?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was just as puzzled as Roshi was, giving him a nervous smile hoping that he wouldn't end up struggling too much with training him; after all, he did only have a week to get the basics done and he trusted Roshi to help him with getting up to speed. Slowly moving down to a crouch, he stared at Roshi calmly before padding down his fur a little, \"I'd really like that. I've got a lot to compete for when facing up against the evils of the universe\", he spoke calmly, \"Growing stronger is a goal for me and I will do anything to get there\". He definitely had a draw for strength, but it wasn't something he used to go for before all of this happened.\n\nStrength was only a portion of what he needed to be a good leader, but it had certainly become a focus with a drive for more power. He hoped it wasn't something he picked up off the General; he definitely didn't want to turn into that man. Staring at him curiously, he frowned slightly at the mention of using his energy, \"Use it? Uhh, sure…I can\". Standing up again, he looked down at the ground a moment before to his claws, placing them together before pulling them apart, forming hot energy strands out of his hands, \"Shifting it around is a little difficult; I'm not supposed to use it offensively, it's very hot\", he spoke calmly, \"I can either use my own spirit or the energy of the planet, but it's nothing like Ki…because this has altering effects like you saw with the coconut\".\n\nShu didn't mean to do that, giving his hand a quick shake is surprise before frowning a little, staring down at his fingers. He just wanted to get it down and not hurt anyone that wasn't a bad guy, especially not wanting to straight out destroy someone. Wiping down his fingers as if that was the problem, he stared at Takeshi curiously before giving a frown, shaking his head, \"But I don't want to blast you! What if that went straight through you? That would really hurt…\" Giving his problems a little frown, he stared at Takeshi as he patted his head, giving a little smile, \"I can try…but how do I draw it back again…?\" Feeling a little curious, he stared at Takeshi as he gave his own demonstration, tilting his head a little as he tried to follow it. Doing something like that certainly seemed complicated, especially when he had trouble holding his energy back nevermind moving it around.\n\nTrying to learn from it at the very least, he took a little step back and stared down at his hands, just wishing that he would be able to do it successfully. Looking up again, he smiled a Takeshi and gave a nod, \"I can feel it, I think! I'm still bad at it, but I can still feel it…\" he spoke calmly, looking down again, \"Like water going all bloop bloop!\" Looking at T'charrl's direction quickly, he tried to see how he was doing before looking back at his own hands, holding them out in front of him calmly before letting out a sigh to calm himself down. It was very hard to keep calm, especially being Shu. Hoping he could move it around, he moved his energy through his hands, squeaking a little when it nearly decided to blast out of his hands again, frowning slightly as he continued to practice, \"Am I doing it…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Strength isn't everything, you know!" Roshi said, as if reading T'charrl's thoughts. "It's helpful for a leader to be strong, but you need to be wise and have a kind-heart. If you let the power define who you are then you'll be corrupt and be twisted evil." With this boy however the hermit didn't feel a need to go on a lecture of responsibility, he certainly sounded to have an understanding. This two energy business was proving to be puzzling, they needed to find a way to differentiate the two. Prompting T'charrl then to use only that other source Roshi watched with great interest as he easily gathered some, making it look like child's play. Now if they could just get him to use Ki with the same degree of ease then they would be perfectly fine. "So you understand that energy perfectly fine, it's Ki which is alien to you." the old man mused, chucking lightly at his choice of words. "I see, well then. You're aware of your Ki, and you seem to know how to draw forth energy. So go right ahead and try what you just did, only make sure you use your Ki this time." Seemed like a simple enough task, certainly so if T'charrl knew where the energy he was searching for was. "A trick with Ki," Roshi continued, holding up a finger, "is to breathe while you try to summon it forth. The calmer you are the easier it is, initially anyways. So try taking some deep breaths before you take a shot at it." Takeshi was certain no holes were going to be blasted in him anytime soon, if only he could convince Shu of that. Obviously using his older brother as a target wasn't going to pan out, so it was back to square one again. What a shame too, he'd thought the water explanation was pretty darn ingenious. Still certain that Shu needed examples Takeshi went about doing precisely what he was trying to teach his brother, slowing it to a pace that hopefully he could tell what was going on. "Making it come back...? Well, you have to push it to get out right? When you were moving it towards your hands before you had to think about it and focus to make it go there, yeah? If you stop it before it gets to your hands and pull it back in then it won't leak out like before. You just want to keep doing that to make it move." Pretty lousy explanation admittedly, but Takeshi wasn't sure how much more simple he could make it. The water analogy had probably been their best bet and all that ended up with was Shu leaking Ki out of his fingertips. "Hehe... Water huh? Well yeah, I guess it feels like that! Keep it going!" After the bit of counseling Shu had gotten right back to the grindstone and already he looked to be making progress. If he said he could feel it then Takeshi believed him, elated they had made a breakthrough. Since they really needed to focus on what was happening the older boy stared intently at his brother's hands and arms, following the movement of his Ki. It was like little currents inside Shu's body, and by sensing them he could almost see them. It was a bit shaky at some points, almost like rapids in a river, but sure enough the little guy was getting it down. Takeshi's eyes widened for a second when a sudden spike in Shu's palms nearly resulted in a blast, yet he quickly reeled that in and kept the flow going. Letting it go on for a few moments more the Saiyan smiled approvingly, nodding his head and giving Shu a thumbs up. "You've got it Shu, that's exactly what you want!" It could do with a little refining of course, but already he had gotten it down pat. Now, did they want to jump ahead and try flying, or blasting? "How are you feeling about it buddy? Think you want to practice some more?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"You're still a child, it's nothing to be ashamed of if you're not as wise as someone like me,\" Roshi said, chuckling to himself. \"I've been around much longer than you have my boy, I've seen and done a lot, I've got experience to teach me things. You may not be wise but you're ready to learn, and I'm willing to pass on what I know.\" The comment about 'dead people' perplexed the hermit a little, he let it sink in for a few moments. Talking to dead people, hm? Did he mean in Otherworld, or... Elsewhere? There seemed to be a lot more to this energy of his than previously thought, interesting. Chuckling again Roshi looked up at T'charrl, peering at him over the rim of his sunglasses in amusement. \"Well I hope you can settle for wisdom from a*living*person this time. I don't have any plans on being counted among those folk any time soon.\" He had several hundred years under his belt so far, and hopefully several hundred more to come. There was a certain joy in immortality, one that people often never considered. Everyone just wanted power with it, but there was so much more, so much opportunity with immortality to do greater things than personal gain. \"Enough of that, let's focus on living, and more importantly, you! Let's see if we can't separate that Ki of yours.\"\n\nTo break apart two different energies, it was something Roshi had never done before. There had never been a need, any student of his, regardless of race, had always had the same basic energy to work with. This boy knew his own power though, and he knew Ki. If they put their heads together surely they could work this out. The trick to early Ki training was focus and patience, trying to force Ki to do as you wanted resulted in what was happening with Shu. To that end a breathing exercise was suggested, both to keep T'charrl calm and to help him focus solely on his Ki. It was difficult to tell precisely what was going on within the alien at first, his other energy obscured any sense that the hermit might be able to gather. Staring at the boy told him very little, at least until a flash of light caught his eyes. Roshi directed his complete focus to the nodes on T'charrl's hands, watching as the slowly pulsed. Upon further scrutiny he was surprised to find that the energy causing it was Ki, the exact thing they were searching for! Smiling widely the old man threw a fist in the air, laughing triumphantly, \"Hah, there it is! Look at that, pure Ki! I knew you could do it boy!\" Making a bit of a sight of himself Roshi quickly composed himself, flushing slightly as he rubbed at his head. \"Heh... Yes, nicely done. Do you realize the different feeling of each energy? That's crucial in using your power properly.\"\n\nThis was great, Shu was really getting it now! It took a bit more time than it had with T'charrl, but that didn't matter, the little guy had finally figured it out. A wide grin was plastered on Takeshi's face while he watched Shu, ecstatic his brother was learning how to properly control energy. That was a huge step in the right direction for flight and fighting, the two biggest hurdles had been covered in just under half a day. Still unsteady, but with plenty of practice it would flow as smoothly as the calmest of rivers. \"Want to learn how to make it flow more? Okay, we can do that. Flying will come soon, don't worry.\" Already he had practice in mind, pressing his hands flat together in a gesture that looked like praying. This would be a bit more tricky than just moving it back and forth, but it would be much in the same. \"Okay Shu, ready? I want you to do what I'm doing. This time though you're going to move energy in both arms, the same way as before. Be sure to pay extra careful attention to how much you're using, okay?\" If the little guy could release Ki evenly from two spots then flight would be a snap, and so would forming attacks. Balance was the key word in this lesson, you didn't want one side being stronger than the other. Just to demonstrate Takeshi pushed forth a bit of his own Ki, again doing it slow for Shu to follow. He brought it out as far as his palms, letting it brush up against his skin before pulling it back, making a circulating motion for a few moments before stopping. Smiling encouragingly he let his arms settle at his side, nodding for Shu to begin. \"Whenever you feel ready, give that a go.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl really had no idea how much Roshi could teach him, but his methods certainly seem to do some good since he was finding it slowly easier to get a hold of the Ki and finally bring it out again. He was certainly managing a lot better this time, he was managing to get it to the surface again and he was able to get his hands glowing; whether this was the right kind of glowing, however, he had no idea. Feeling a little curious, he looked to Roshi to see if he approved to which he was very energised to do so. Feeling a little taken back by his attitude at first, he soon smiled happily and looked down to his hands again, \"Really? I am glad…\" he spoke, trying to hold onto it. It was a lot more difficult than he thought, his own Ki proving to be difficult to grasp and not lose. For energy that was supposed to be a lot simpler than his own, he sure did have a hard time keeping a hold of this one.\n\nAll while trying to keep calm and hold onto the energy, he slowly moved his hands away from one another while keeping a hold of the energy, feeling curious as to what would happen. When nothing significant happened, he let out a sigh to which the energy disappeared leaving T'charrl frowning a bit. Maybe soon he would be able to use it now that he knew how to find it, but he still had a lot of other things on his mind, \"There's a very slight difference…but it's a little hard to tell right now. I need to get stronger so I can tell easily, but right now it's like trying to pick up a tiny petal from the other with the very end of your claws\", he spoke, flexing his claws a little, \"And then there's these orbs and just what are they…? I never had them until recently, but they sure do glow when I'm moving my Ki around. They rarely glow when I use my own powers, but even then I think that's because they're weak, anyway…\"\n\nShu hoped he was doing Takeshi proud with his antics, feeling as if he should really be trying hard with this so he could be in the same league as his brother. Maybe Yumi would be proud of him too, despite Ki being pretty destructive most of the time. Still trying to keep a hold of it, he looked up slowly to Takeshi again and smiled, worried that it might explode in his face again if he relaxed, \"Uh huh…flying with my brother in the sky!\" he spoke quickly, looking down at his hands, \"But I don't want to fly with my hands…\" Looking back up at Takeshi when it was time to give a demonstration, he watched him carefully before slowly moving his hands close to each other, staring down at them curiously without placing them together quite yet. Hesitating a moment, he soon placed them together before squeaking, his energy connecting and creating feedback that made him shut his eyes. Shaking a little, he slowly opened them again, staring down before trying to move his Ki around, \"Ohhh…this is weird…but where does it go? How do I make it go away again?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Roshi couldn't offer a single smidgen of advice about the orbs, he just didn't know anything about them. No one to his knowledge had ever had those sorts of things in them, this was entirely new even to him. Why they glowed, what they were, or even how he'd gotten them, that was all a total mystery. Getting stronger might help the situation, T'charrl was onto something there. The stronger you got the more Ki you had, it was a natural progression. So it only made sense that with more energy it would become much easier to draw from one's reserves. "Stronger, eh...? We can do some training if you'd think that would help! Ki training is sort of a specialty of mine after all." Now they were finally getting into familiar territory, this he could do. Training to gain strength was simple enough, sparring and plain old exercises would increase the boy's power. It only took one good look at T'charrl to tell him that their sparing was going to be... Well he didn't want to do it. Good thing the two little Saiyans were here! "You'll have to train hard to grow your strength, but I'm sure you'll be fine! See if Takeshi and Shu will train with you, they can probably keep up much better than I can!" Now, if they were done here maybe he could get back to his exercises... "You won't be flying with your hands, don't worry. Now just watch me for a second buddy, I'll show how how it's done." Flying's trickiest part was keeping the flow from your body even, otherwise you'd bee bouncing all over the place. Much more than two points were used, but jumping right into flight as a whole would probably end badly. So two points it was, and the hands were probably the simplest place to begin with. After channeling his own Ki for a few moments Takeshi let Shu give it a go, watching his brother carefully. So the little guy was getting this too, yet again it was definitely unstable. "Make it go away? Oh, that's easy! Just stop moving it around, your Ki will naturally just settle down on its own. Be careful not to do it too quickly though, if you're moving it and suddenly stop it's probably going to come out." Shu had already been blasted on his butt once today, no reason to do it again. Letting his brother get himself in check Takeshi looked to see how T'charrl was doing, curious about him and Roshi just talking. Hm... Were they done already? That was quick if they were, the guy had a knack for energy if he'd gotten it down so quickly.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Roshi couldn't offer a single smidgen of advice about the orbs, he just didn't know anything about them. No one to his knowledge had ever had those sorts of things in them, this was entirely new even to him. Why they glowed, what they were, or even how he'd gotten them, that was all a total mystery. Getting stronger might help the situation, T'charrl was onto something there. The stronger you got the more Ki you had, it was a natural progression. So it only made sense that with more energy it would become much easier to draw from one's reserves. \"Stronger, eh...? We can do some training if you'd think that would help! Ki training is sort of a specialty of mine after all.\" Now they were finally getting into familiar territory, this he could do. Training to gain strength was simple enough, sparring and plain old exercises would increase the boy's power. It only took one good look at T'charrl to tell him that their sparing was going to be... Well he didn't want to do it. Good thing the two little Saiyans were here! \"You'll have to train hard to grow your strength, but I'm sure you'll be fine! See if Takeshi and Shu will train with you, they can probably keep up much better than I can!\" Now, if they were done here maybe he could get back to his exercises...\n\n\"You won't be flying with your hands, don't worry. Now just watch me for a second buddy, I'll show how how it's done.\" Flying's trickiest part was keeping the flow from your body even, otherwise you'd bee bouncing all over the place. Much more than two points were used, but jumping right into flight as a whole would probably end badly. So two points it was, and the hands were probably the simplest place to begin with. After channeling his own Ki for a few moments Takeshi let Shu give it a go, watching his brother carefully. So the little guy was getting this too, yet again it was definitely unstable. \"Make it go away? Oh, that's easy! Just stop moving it around, your Ki will naturally just settle down on its own. Be careful not to do it too quickly though, if you're moving it and suddenly stop it's probably going to come out.\" Shu had already been blasted on his butt once today, no reason to do it again. Letting his brother get himself in check Takeshi looked to see how T'charrl was doing, curious about him and Roshi just talking. Hm... Were they done already? That was quick if they were, the guy had a knack for energy if he'd gotten it down so quickly.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl gave a little nod, smiling at Roshi. Even with the small lecture before about strength and wisdom, the need to get strong would come from the wisdom of this man. The man would be teaching him true strength and his body would follow, making him into a suitable leader as well as a worthy fighter with the variety of techniques he could choose to use to fight off against any forces that tried to threaten his world with their own strength. He didn't know what would happen to him when his energy got stronger, but that didn't matter to him so long as he could get the strength in the end to change back into his normal form. Feeling a little more confident, he nodded before looking off towards Takeshi and Shu, feeling a little worried about going up against them, \"Maybe…or possibly even more than me\", he spoke calmly, letting out a sigh, \"Do you know if I can keep up with them; they're both a lot stronger than I am\".\n\nShu did have hope that he would be able to do all of this by himself, keeping it all down and hoping he was going to have an easy time with learning the basics again. He knew the basics from over a year ago, but he definitely needed a refresher when this was all he could do after so long. Trying to keep a hold of the energy, he frowned a little at the thought of being punished for doing this like he had been many times when he was in the laboratory. He knew why they punished him, but all that still hurt his self-esteem when it came to training his mind up again. Hoping Takeshi could tell him how to calm his Ki down again, he smiled nervously before making an attempt to move it around, frowning a little as he tried to draw it elsewhere. Pulling his arms out and around slowly, he tried to move it slowly so that it may just stop buzzing. Eventually, after a few moments he managed to get it all calm again, letting out a sigh in response, \"Ooohhh…at least I won't need to do that too much during a battle…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"You've got a lot of power in you, T'charrl, and a lot of untapped potential. Right now maybe you're a bit behind, but you can catch up.\" Besides, only Takeshi really had control of his power, Shu was pretty dangerous due to his lack thereof. In a basic, martial arts styled fight, hand to hand and grappling, Roshi believed the alien could more than hold his own. Size aside he seemed pretty strong, and he certainly had the desire to become stronger. With the means to do so he was confident T'charrl would be a mighty strong warrior given enough time and effort. Roshi might give some tricks to fighting Saiyans if either boy had a tail that could be used against them, but if he remembered right Shu's tail didn't work the same way. Ah, so much for that then. At least it was only a lighthearted sparring match and not an actual fight, he wasn't too sure if he'd send T'charrl in if that were the case. \"Are they stronger, or do you think they are?\" the hermit mused, smiling cheekily as he raised an eyebrow. \"I bet you've been trained to fight, and you've got the energy to match theirs almost. Have some confidence boy, you can do fine. Now, how about you go propose a spar with them. In the meantime...\" Roshi paused, starting to shuffle back towards the house, scooping up his tea on the way, \"I've got more exercising to do!\"\n\nFor someone who hadn't done this in over a year Shu was certainly doing pretty well at it. Granted everything was a little bumpy, but with some refinement here and there the little guy would be every bit as fluent as his older brother in no time. Takeshi smiled cheerfully, feeling rather proud of himself right now. Who would have thought he'd be teaching anyone anything, especially something as tricky as Ki. \"Nah. In fact, once you get it down it'll be natural to you, you can do it without even thinking of it.\" Same thing with flying, or blasting for that matter. Really when broken down every time you did that you went through the three steps, for each and every blast or burst of energy. If you practiced enough however it could all be done in the drop of a hat and you didn't even need to think about it. Proud of his little brother Takeshi slung an arm around Shu's shoulders, grinning as he poked his sibling in the chest. \"We'll do that kind of stuff a bit more, but already you've got the idea down. I'd guess we only need another day until you've got it, then we can do the real fun stuff. Before we leave again I bet you'll be flying around and shooting like the rest of us!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl was doubtful about that, seeing as how Saiyans were always said to be the best in the galaxy and creatures they should not try to befriend if one ever came to their planet; of course, he had managed to befriend a few, but that was beside the point. They were very strong and even he had felt their strength multiple times, but that didn't mean he thought he could ever reach that potential. Giving a quick glance to Takeshi and Shu, he frowned a little and bent down more to Roshi's level, \"I have been trained to fight, but not in the same way they were trained\", he spoke calmly, giving his head a shake, \"My kind of training was to combat those who would otherwise try and take over my home, nothing like fighting super-beings like those two. I can try and have confidence, but I'm sure you can understand it will take a very long time before I can become as good as they are currently\". Slowly standing up straight again, sure enough Roshi was sure he had fulfilled his duty and was going off and heading inside. T'charrl didn't know whether he should go to the other two and train with them, they still appeared to be in the middle of training and it would be awfully unfair if he barged right in. Letting out a sigh he gave a little nod, shuffling his feet backwards, \"O-Okay, I'll…do something…\"\n\nShu felt pretty strange inside, probably because he wasn't used to moving his energy around like that. It was like swimming, only he wasn't very good at it. Slowly patting his clothes down, he turned and gave a little smile at Takeshi, \"I hope so! I don't like being all awful at things like this\", he spoke calmly only to bounce a little on his feet, \"I want to do all sorts of things and fly around and not land on my face and be able to fight!\" He was certainly feeling proud of himself and did hope that Takeshi was too and not just pretending to be proud. Squeaking when he was suddenly snatched, he scratched his chest a little and smiled at Takeshi, \"Okay! I can keep trying to! I really hope so, I don't want to have to ask for rides all the time\", he spoke quickly, bouncing a little, \"I don't want to go crazy, I might turn evil and that would be baaad. I don't want to be mean and nasty to my friends or you\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"You aren't*awful*at them Shu, you just need to learn how to do it a bit better, that's all!" There was awful and then there was unlearned, Shu fell into the latter. If he were really awful then he'd not be succeeding in learning the two steps in just one afternoon. The little guy had a knack for this kind of thing, it was just hard because it had been so long since he'd done any of it. Yeah, definitely only a few days and he'd have it down, no doubt about that. Slinging an arm around his brother's shoulders and prodding him in the chest he grinned, "You, evil? I don't think you have a single evil bone in your body Shu. Heck, I'm pretty sure you couldn't be evil no matter what happened to you." Him being evil was like black being white, or light being dark, it was pretty much impossible. The two were just on totally opposite ends and there wasn't any overlapping. Besides, Takeshi mused, the little guy would probably be a pretty lousy bad guy anyways, what with his tendency to be so oblivious to things. Chuckling a bit he pulled his sibling closer, winking at him knowingly. "Even if you did turn bad all I'd have to do is tell you no fruit, and there, problem solved! Can't be evil without your fruit now can you?" Hm... What to do now? It seemed like a lot to ask Shu to start blasting or flying today, they had only just barely covered the previous two steps. He really should be refining those before they made the leap at releasing energy, that was the most dangerous after all. Maybe a bit of training would be a good idea, that would pass time until they were ready to eat anyways. Just some easy sparring, they could have plenty of fun with that. Curious what T'charrl was up to Takeshi looked over expecting to see Roshi with their friend, frowning when he was all alone. So the old pervert had ditched him to head back inside huh? He could drag Roshi back out, but he had a better idea. "Hey, T'charrl! How about you come train with us?" he called, waving their friend over. Might as well include him, he needed the training too after all. Plus this way things were a bit more interesting, now it wasn't just him and Shu butting heads like they'd done so many times before. Throwing someone else in the mix ought to keep them on their toes. "What do you think Shu, we'll all train together? Just a practice fight, you know how it works. Do we wanna make one of our usual bets out of it?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Shu, the only thing you bite is food. And... Maybe someone if they're annoying you,\" Takeshi replied, shrugging his shoulders. \"Seriously, you're the last person I would think would become evil. The sky would sooner turn polka dots then you'd be evil.\" The little guy might be worried about it, but he wasn't. There wasn't a single way that he could fathom wherein his younger sibling would become evil, it just wouldn't happen. Chuckling softly the older boy unhooked his brother, placing his hands in his pockets with a smirk. \"Every time you think you're turning evil tell me and I'll buy you a smoothie, how's that? Oh! Speaking of which, I still owe you a ton of smoothies, don't I?\" They had made that bet after all, and he'd lost. Now that they were finally back home it was high time he made good on it. He could go for a nice mango smoothie himself, and maybe a tropical blend one too. Hopefully that cart was still open, he didn't want to have to wander all over East City to find a place. \"Tell you what, we'll do some training and then when we finish we'll go to town for smoothies. After we finish those we can come back here to train! Or go back home... Either or.\"\n\nNothing left to do at this point but to train. They had covered more than enough ground for one day, and even with only a week to practice there was no rush. Considering how quickly Shu and T'charrl got down the first two phases it was a bit much to think they'd need a whole six days to get down the last step, even if it was the hardest. Wanting to keep active Takeshi suggested to train, inviting T'charrl over to join them seeing as Roshi had ditched him. This ought to be fun, they had never fought all together before, not like this anyways. \"Of course I'm sure! We're only sparring, it's not like it's a real fight or anything. And you're plenty strong anyways.\" A three person free-for-all might be a little hectic though, there was a lot to worry about. Takeshi had a plan, one that would most likely end up biting him in the butt. He didn't care though, it sounded pretty fun right now. \"Instead of all of us fighting one another... What if you two fight me?\" he suggested, smiling excitedly. \"I've got Ki, and I won't blast you two but I can at least fly to avoid you, so that makes it fair. How about it, let's see how that works?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu gave Takeshi a little smile, finding it funny playing around with him. He didn't think he had it in him to become evil, he didn't even know how to be evil; however, seeing Takeshi get all wound up made him smile, knowing it was definitely something to play around with, \"Polka dots! It might happen! I don't know how…or what they are…but maybe I wish with Dragonballs!\" he spoke quickly, smiling away happily before he quickly turned to T'charrl as he came over to them. He was happy to see him with them, giving him a smile as Takeshi asked him if he wanted to train with them. T'charrl didn't sound so sure of himself or looked the part when staring at him, but he hoped he would become confident enough to have a training session with them. Smiling away, he looked up at Takeshi once more, bouncing off his feet happily, \"Ooh! Smoothie! Smoothie is my favourite!\" he spoke, looking fairly happy, \"Training and smoothies! Yum yum yum!\"\n\nTilting his head a little, T'charrl felt pretty lost fairly quickly at the sound of that, curious to what they could be talking about or what a smoothie even was. He didn't want to go into the town if that was Takeshi's plan, feeling as if the people of this planet might be scared of him if they spotted him. He knew aliens reacted odd towards him and if it was true that there were some creatures here that looked like him then maybe it would scare them to see a large version of that creature. Frowning a little, he looked towards the house briefly before sighing, his eyes returning to Takeshi, \"I, uhh…I wouldn't say I'm in the same league as a Saiyan, though\", he spoke, feeling a little worried, \"How would it even work?\" Feeling confused, when Takeshi explained the plan he couldn't help but feel a little lost, frowning a bit, \"But I've not seen Shu fly and I can't fire Ki off like you can yet; your Master Roshi only taught me how to bring it forth and put it back again, how would that be useful?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "There it was, Shu was seeming much happier now, smiling away at just about everything. Seriously, the idea of him being even was just silly, it wouldn't happen in a million years. The younger boy settled down about it, even making some jokes too. \"Wish for a polka dot sky? That would be such a waste of a wish,\" Takeshi said, smirking as he held up a finger. \"Now... A sky made of cotton candy, there's a wish! Or make it rain syrup, that would be yummy.\" He hadn't had syrup in ages, now he really wanted some. Maybe tomorrow morning they would go back into town and try finding a pancake house, there might even be one with an 'all you could eat' special. Had Shu even ever had pancakes before? If they could get banana pancakes then that would be all the incentive the young boy would need. Bringing up smoothies only served to excite Shu even further, now he was springing about giddily with a wide smile on his face. \"All the smoothies you can drink! Glad to see you still remember those at least.\" Cheap and yummy, at least feeding the little guy was going to be a snap.\n\nT'charrl would be joining them for training, hopefully. He didn't sound overly confident about fighting alongside the two Saiyans, he was definitely skeptical of how he stacked up. Well, he had managed to beat that General jerk back on Kaesstra, and according to the twins and Kabocha they had some trouble with him. If T'charrl was that strong then he could definitely spar, especially if he had a partner. A two on one in any other case would really stink, but right now Takeshi thought it would be quite a bit of fun. \"No one will fire Ki anyways, not until you two get a better hold on it. And I'll only fly to avoid you, but I won't stay in the air forever, that wouldn't be fair. Just think of it as a little martial arts training.\" It was going to be mighty interesting, seeing how this panned out. Shu was probably still quicker than him and the jury was out on whether Takeshi or T'charrl were stronger physically. Until they got brawling he supposed he wouldn't know, and he'd have to find out by getting hit. Nonetheless the older boy was still pretty excited, it was going to be a challenge to see how well he could hold out too. \"If you get your body stronger it also makes your Ki stronger. They kind of grow together, so you'll want to train like this too. And with Shu fighting with you it's not like you'd be at any disadvantage. What do you say, want to do it?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was very bouncy upon hearing that, bouncing quickly around Takeshi. He was still full of energy and willing to keep going all completely hyped up, looking up at Takeshi as if expecting something out of him, \"Cotton candy?? Rain syrup?? What are those things…?\" he asked curiously, moving closer to Takeshi, \"They sound yummy! Why do I miss all the good things…? But I do love fruit, though\". He was very confused; he didn't know whether to be upset over having such a tiny experience with civilised food or happy that it existed with such strange names that he had never heard of before, giving him something to look forward to when he would eventually try it. The world was such a confusing place, even when he had seen many other worlds. Feeling fair excited, he rubbed his hands together at the thought of trying all of these things again, staring up at Takeshi, \"All of the smoothies? Yesssss…I really want, yes please! Friend T'charrl should have some too!\"\n\nT'charrl frowned a little at the thought of getting whatever smoothies were, not so much what they might be but rather getting them. Maybe Takeshi and Shu could bring some to him rather than him having to go out in the daylight and scaring everyone or attracting too many eyes for his own good. Giving his chest a quick scratch, he watched Shu curiously before looking to Takeshi again, frowning a little, \"I can fly naturally, so only Shu would be at a disadvantage\", he spoke, feeling a little concerned, \"I'm not throwing Shu into the air after you\". This was definitely going to be a little confusing considering his height and ability to fly, so if he was going to be hitting in any direction it would be straight down all the time, certainly making him feel awkward just from thinking it. Smiling nervously, he looked to Shu before slowly shuffling towards him, \"So…just by beating you up? I'm not at my best with hand-to-hand combat, I'm better with weapons…but I guess I could try\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Ah, that's right! Shu was pretty clueless about a lot of foods, which meant they had a ton of eating to do. Looks like they were going to be making loads of trips back to East City. Hehe, most if not all of their leftover winnings were probably all just going to go to food at this point, which was perfectly fine with him. It had been ages since they had any really good Earth food, Takeshi was all ready to get a nice stacked plate of goodies when they were done here. "T'charrl can definitely come try them too! You've got to, they're very good," the older boy said, smiling at their friend excitedly. "You can try all the fruits we have here. Bananas, strawberries, mango, peaches... Uh..." What else went into smoothies? Cherries probably, maybe some vanilla ice cream. Sheesh, all this talk of food was making him awfully hungry, if they kept talking about this then he was going to forgo training just to get a bite to eat. Right, time to forget about food for now, they had training to do! "I'm only going to fly to avoid you, and I won't do it a lot. So no one's going to be at a disadvantage," Takeshi pointed out. Smiling excitedly he began to stretch, crossing one arm over his chest and pulling at it, switching to the other side as well. Squatting down he jumped up, getting a bit of air before lightly bouncing on his feet, rolling his shoulders. "If you're not that good at hand-to-hand then all the more reason to spar, right? You can't get better if you don't do it after all!" This ought to be fun, fighting in a two on one. So long as he could keep away from Shu and not get hit by T'charrl this little match of theirs should last pretty long. Seeing as they had the numbers advantage Takeshi figured he'd try using his head for a change, let them come to him and wait for openings. Spacing his legs apart the Saiyan held up his fists, smiling as he motioned for the others to come at him. "Come on guys, let's do it! The sooner we finish here the sooner we can get those smoothies!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"We'll eat our fill as soon as we're done training Shu, not a minute sooner! After all we've got to work up an appetite, right?\" Sure they were hungry now, but a nice easy fight would make them even hungrier, then they could eat even more. That was a fool proof plan if Takeshi had ever heard one, and the promise of food was all the more reason to get started. After giving himself a good stretching the Saiyan got ready to begin, instead perking up and looking over at T'charrl. \"Eh... Scared of you? I doubt it, there's been plenty of different things in the city, and it was all from Earth. Heck, there were some weird looking guys in the tournament! I remember one purple guy who had something weird for hair, like tentacles or something. And he made this weird squishing noise when you punched him...\" Heh, yeah, there were definitely some strange people native to Earth, no doubt about it. Takeshi was certain their friend would get on just fine, sans the few people who were going to act weird around him regardless. Humans were annoying like that, they got all funny around things they didn't know. Given some time though they'd be totally fine with T'charrl, no doubt. Seeing the Kaesstrian assume a stance Takeshi got back into his own, grinning as he gestured for the two to come at him. \"I'll be gentle, don't worry. Now come on, let's do this!\"\n\nTwo on one training... Not an idea Takeshi was ready to replicate any time soon. Shu was faster, and as it turns out T'charrl could hit pretty stinking hard, even with his skinny arms. Most of their 'fight' had involved him dodging and running away, which he was at least pleased to say he could evade pretty well. The soreness on his chest and legs were indications that he'd taken as many blows as he'd avoided though, there would probably be some little bruises later on. Right now he wasn't exactly upset over that, in fact he had a rather wide grin on his face. After some coercion to get T'charrl to join them the trio went to East City to get a meal of smoothies and other goodies. The Kaesstrian was wearing a bed sheet like a cloak, it was the best they could do to conceal him, and so far it was working. Sure, people looked because the kid was pretty large, but there was no mass hysteria. They even managed to find the very same smoothie cart they had visited before, the old man tending it even recognized Takeshi and Shu too! Maybe it was the suitcase full of cash they had on hand, but the man was more than happy to make them any combination of smoothies that they wanted. Being a touch too lazy to count it properly Takeshi just handed over a handful of bound bills, carefully balancing a stack of cups on his free arm. They probably had two dozen smoothies between the three of them, every flavor combination available.Yeah, this would hold them over just nicely for now.\n\n\"Oh wow... I don't even remember him having that many fruits...!\" Takeshi remarked, smiling brightly as he sat himself down on a nearby bench. One by one he carefully placed out the cups, leaving them for Shu and T'charrl to take as they pleased. Mango-cherry-banana, peach-banana-pineapple, all sorts of combinations. Hopefully they tasted good, some were a bit iffy though he was sure they'd be eaten regardless. For himself Takeshi had gotten a banana-cherry smoothie with added chocolate, not unlike a sundae. Taking the plastic lid off he tossed it into a nearby bin, simply drinking back the cool contents. Sighing happily as it slid into his tummy he wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, leaning back in his seat a bit and looking at T'charrl eagerly. \"Well go on, try one! There's all sorts of fruits in these, hopefully we got one that you'll like.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl definitely tried pretty hard to keep up with Shu and Takeshi as he trained with them, worried that he was hurting Takeshi a little more than he should had. There was a problem with knowing how strong he was and whether Takeshi was just pretending to take a hit and be totally fine with it. Takeshi did seem a little hurt by his attacks and T'charrl could feel his energy fluctuating pretty badly at times and did want to heal his pain, but of course that would mean having to take energy just to use his healing powers. Maybe sometime he'll be able to use his own energy only instead of taking from somebody else. Shu was a little too low on energy to take from him and Roshi was just not wanting to have anything to do with it, but hopefully Takeshi would feel better once they got food and was able to loosen up a bit more.\n\nT'charrl was still pretty nervous about going near the aliens on this planet, worried that they might notice him and attack him if they really felt any sort of fear towards him. He really didn't want to go at first; he didn't understand why they wanted him to go when it could make their day just a little bit worse with the hassle. After some convincing words and a method to hide his unusual body shape, he was soon off with them to a city full of native aliens. This was definitely a bit of a worry with going to the city; there was so many of them everywhere and the city was so different to what he was used to so sticking with Takeshi and Shu was an absolute must. He was a lot taller than them all and got a lot of stares, but luckily there was no attacking him. Keeping to himself, he took in the sights of the city more than anything, finding great interest in it and their way of life.\n\nShu was pretty happy that T'charrl decided to come out with them, hoping he would enjoy the food they had on their planet. It would have been a shame if he was left by himself while they were all out and about having a great time exploring. Waiting with T'charrl as Takeshi went off to get some food, he bounced happily on his seat when Takeshi came back with a bunch of smoothies for them, all of them smelling delicious, \"Yum yum yum! Food please!\" he squeaked, reaching out for one of the smoothies, snatching one and opening it up, \"That man is so kind, so nice and good\". Pulling off the lid, he drank up his smoothie happily, finding it always delicious with a taste that he missed dearly.\n\nT'charrl felt a little nervous, feeling unsure to whether he should remove his hands from the sheet to take hold of one of these strange yet sweet smelling containers. He wasn't sure who would see him or who thought he looked really strange under a sheet. Keeping his head low, he looked to Takeshi before down at the smoothies, noticing how Shu was indulging himself in one. Letting out a sigh, he slowly reached out for a container, taking hold of it curiously and giving it a sniff, \"…T-Thank you, I'm sorry for being a walking attraction\". Taking hold of the container, he copied Takeshi and took off the top, giving a quick look around before using his tongue as a straw. It tasted delicious, definitely something up his street in tastes and texture, \"…Wow…it's really similar to the fruit back home…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi carefully balanced the smoothies as he moved back to where Shu was seated, readily splaying them out across the table for view. With an excited chuckle he took a seat at the table then, grabbing his own and ridding himself of the lid. "He is a nice guy I guess," he agreed, nodding as he slurped at his smoothie, "Though I'm willing to bet the money had a bit of a hand in that." The guy probably was genuinely nice, he knew he shouldn't be so cynical. People were awfully motivated by money though, he'd grown up around loads of folk who did literally anything for a quick buck. Heck, his master had been that way too, so there was certainly a little bias. Ah, but that was neither here nor there, and they were supposed to be having a good time. Smiling brightly as Shu began eating Takeshi glanced over at T'charrl, hopeful their friend would find them tasty as well. "Don't apologize T'charrl, it's not your fault. People are just stupid like that," he said dismissively, taking another gulp of his own food. "They'll stare at anything that's unusual to them. Uh... But don't think you're unusual to us! You're our friend and all, we don't mind you. And give these people some time and they won't mind you either!" "It's good isn't it? Try all of them you want, we've got to eat them all." Hm, he didn't think he'd want more than one, but Takeshi was really feeling hungry. After drinking down the last of his first smoothie he eagerly grabbed another, this one being some random mix, he couldn't remember what. Giving it a curious sniff he licked his lips happily, starting to drink it down as well. Around them quite a few people had begun to watch the trio eating their smoothies, astonished at the rate they were devouring them. Heh, guess they had never seen a Saiyan eat before, Takeshi mused. It had been so long since they'd had these things he almost wanted to go get more, for the road if nothing else. They had very nearly cleaned the guy's stall out, though he figured with all the cash he was given he didn't really mind. Gulping down a mouthful of his beverage the Saiyan peered over the rim of his glass, blinking as he spotted a pair of familiar faces in the crowd. Taking a second to register he quickly lowered his cup, blinking in surprise. "Eh...? Yumi? Viral? When did you two get here?" What was with this crowd? Sure, the smoothie stall was popular, it usually had quite a few people hanging around, but never this many. Since they weren't in the city for any particular reason Yumi opted to check it out, near dragging Viral along after her by his arm. She didn't even have to push through the lines of people to hear three familiar voices chomping away at food, and sure enough when she and the Beastman broke to the front she saw Shu, T'charrl and Takeshi making a scene of themselves. Her eyes widened slightly at the sight too of all the drinks on the table, astonished briefly that they had gotten so many before remembering their appetite. Smiling amused when she was spotted Yumi laughed lightly, putting her hands on her hips and cocking an eyebrow. "You boys are going to get a brain freeze eating those so fast, you know. Slow down will you?" Hm... Seeing as she had come here for a smoothie anyways she might as well help herself to one. Reaching down she snatched one up, giving it a taste before sipping at it cheerfully. "We don't get brain freeze, so no, we won't slow down," Takeshi retorted, smiling as he went back to drinking. Instantly he had his foot in his mouth, wincing as his forehead and left temple felt like they were on fire. Gasping he slammed down his cup, rubbing at his forehead and closing his eyes. "Ah... You jinxed it! Damn it Yumi!" Okay, maybe he could stand to slow down a tiny bit, he'd had more than both Shu and T'charrl already after all. Opening up his eyes again he saw their friend sipping at one of their smoothies, pouting and pointing a finger at her accusingly. "Hey, that's ours! We bought those!" "Yeah? Well you've got more than enough, so relax. I'm only having one." It was pretty yummy, whatever was in it. Sticking her tongue out playfully at the sulking boy Yumi glanced at Viral, smiling and offering the drink over to him. "Want some? There's plenty to go around."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "T'charrl was certainly enjoying the fruity drink, finding it to be pretty unusual compared to what his kind usually had. They didn't appear to have nectar or anything like it here, but he would enjoy this nonetheless so long as it was going to make him feel good. Drinking it up pretty quickly, he paid no real attention to the child until it started to make the end of his tongue sting a little, withdrawing it from the drink and peering down into the cup, \"…Certainly something for a very hot day\", he spoke, giving the end of his tongue a light squeeze before proceeding to drink some more. He would definitely have to get the recipe for making this and serve some to his mother, hoping she would appreciate that. He still needed to find something from this world to take home with him, his mind still set on creating a large collection to take back and show his parents, after they were all washed, of course.\n\nShu was fair enjoying himself and drinking as much as he could all while savouring the flavour, so taking big gulps was definitely a thing with him. He was enjoying himself and managed to grab another kind of smoothie to try out, feeling happy to finally get a taste of good flavours he'd enjoy fully. Letting out a sigh, he pulled back a little and scratched his stomach, feeling pretty satisfied with room for more, \"Yum…all of them? Yeah!\" he cheered happily, pulling his own forward before looking to Takeshi as he spotted something, his eyes looking in the direction Takeshi was looking to. How odd; it seemed Yumi as well as Viral was in the town, his first thought being confusion upon seeing them together. He thought Viral hated people for one and then there was Yumi dragging him around, unable to tell whether he was enjoying himself or not. Feeling confused, he gave Yumi a quick gave before going straight back to his drink, enjoying it too much.\n\nViral probably wouldn't had gone out in public if it wasn't for a number of factors, it just happened to be that Yumi was ready to exploit them and see how much she could get out of the Beastman before he realised what was going on. There was no way he was going to know what was happening just now, his mind hardly able to comprehend much if anything at all at this point. It wasn't obvious what was wrong with him, his expression remained fairly neutral and he was not looking too affected by the world around him; however, he still had something going on in his head that wasn't quite right. Looking over in the direction he was being dragged along to, he stared at the group without so much as a query to what they were doing here and why T'charrl had what looked like a bedsheet draped over him.\n\nStaring down at the table, there wasn't so much as a thought going through his head as Yumi taunted Takeshi who was now suffering, his own arrogance playing a part in that. There really didn't seem to be too much going on that he could comprehend, his mind finding it fairly difficult to focus on anything right now that wasn't a straight up order from Yumi. Simply standing and staring, his eyes were soon drawn down to the drink held out to him, reaching out and taking it calmly before simply sipping at it. Normally he wouldn't had thought about eating or drinking, but now he seemed to be steadily doing something about his problem if looking a little pale and mindless at the same time as be obeyed Yumi's suggestion.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "It was nice, being able to enjoy themselves like this. Some good old fashioned rest and relaxation had been long overdue for them at this point, well over a year in the making. They were going to live it up as much as they could in this one week, and if that meant spending a small fortune on fruit smoothies then so be it. While sipping away merrily at their drinks Takeshi spotted Yumi and Viral in the gathering crowd, a bit surprised to see them there. He didn't think the Beastman would be caught dead out in public, let alone in a crowd like this. Weird, he seemed to be pretty indifferent to being around all of these people. This was certainly a bit puzzling, especially when Viral of all people started to drink from a smoothie without so much as a word against it. Now that was very different, since when did he like smoothies? Setting down his own cup Takeshi folded his arms on the table, cocking his head to the side and giving the pair a curious look. \"So what are you two doing here...? And... Why are you drinking a smoothie, Viral? I didn't think you liked fruit.\"\n\n\"We're just going for a walk, that's all. And I wanted a smoothie, so we came here, is that a crime?\" By the looks of it though it would be a miracle if they could get one now, the vendor was probably near sold out. Seeing as Viral had inadvertently commandeered her drink Yumi snatched up another, giving it a careful sniffing before sipping at it. \"And I don't know why he's having one either... But he's been eating lately, so I just kind of give him things to eat...\" Shrugging her shoulders she glanced at the Beastman, her lips pulling up in a slight smile. He was getting plenty of nutrition just today alone, hopefully he'd be feeling better then as a result. Vegeta had said something about regulating Viral's diet while they were out and all, Yumi liked to think she was doing a pretty good job of that so far. If only he'd talk a bit more, then she'd have a better idea of how he was feeling. The sound of wood scraping against the ground made her glance back at the table, and her eyes widened when she saw Takeshi standing in front of Viral, giving him a look over. Nearly spitting out her smoothie Yumi coughed into her hand, \"Ack, what are you doing? Leave him alone Takeshi.\"\n\nWhy did Viral look so completely mindless? Nah, maybe mindless wasn't the right word. Mellow, that was it. He just didn't seem to care about anything really, it was strange for him. Eating was definitely a good sign, but why was he so relaxed in a crowd, and so willing to do as he was told? Waving a hand in the Beastman's face Takeshi chuckled as Yumi pulled him away from his collar, shrugging her off with an innocent smile. \"Relax! I just want to see if he's really calm or just faking it!\" It was kind of eerie in a way seeing the guy so laid back, he had never been like this as long as they had known him. Stepping back over to Viral the Saiyan narrowed his eyes, trying to see what the deal was. Maybe Vegeta's friend had done some hypnosis mumbo-jumbo to make him like this, or maybe they broke his brain. Smiling curiously Takeshi carefully poked Viral's nose, grinning as he did so. \"So how's the smoothie Viral? I didn't know you liked fruity drinks.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral had little to say on the matter of drinks or whether he liked them, instead simply sipping at the drink slowly without much of a second thought. He didn't much care for the flavour, the texture wasn't even a concern either as he sipped away, staring into the cup. For someone who was weary over eating and going out in public, Viral certainly seemed to be completely unfazed by it. Yumi was simply guiding him around various places while he followed; if it was up to him he would had never left the place at all and would had just carried on like normal or sat around in a daze. He wasn't feeling himself or knew what to make of the world around him, instead simply sipping away at the drink he had been handed for a taste with his eyes staring downwards.\n\nWith little awareness of what was happening or what was being discussed, his attention to Takeshi was bare minimum right up until Takeshi stood up and made a movement towards him. Not in the least bit interested, Viral continued to sip away at the drink; however, with one poke to his nose he soon stopped, his eyes slowly looking up at Takeshi. He stared at him blankly, his cup still raised to his face but something almost appeared to trigger in his mind regarding what happened to him. Slowly moving the cup towards the table, he pressed it down while almost falling over with a gentle sway, catching himself pretty well. With a careful stare and a short blink, without warning Viral suddenly lunged at Takeshi, trying to bite down on his shoulder and tried to clamp down on it. Despite his mind not looking completely there, he still seemed to have a strange reaction when it came to being touched, quite obviously not liking it at all considering he went for the full aggression approach in a strange zombified manner.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Viral was weird when he was all mellow. It was like when Shu was totally out of it, this just didn't suit the guy. Yet it was kind of funny too, Takeshi had to see just how much he could get away with. After all it was a once in a life time chance to mess with Viral and not get clobbered for it, he couldn't pass it up. After just simply trying to annoy the Beastman by getting close he opted to poke his friend's nose, figuring invading his personal space like that would do it. Surprisingly there was very little response from that, he figured he'd have been cleaved in two the second he touched Viral. "Huh... So is he just like... Sleepy or something?" No sooner did the words leave his mouth did the Beastman suddenly lean forward, biting down on his shoulder. While not exactly painful it did startle Takeshi, and with a yelp he gave a little jump, stumbling around with the other man attached to him. "Ah, get him off, get him off!" he whined, trying to push his friend off to no avail. Hoping for some help from Yumi he looked over, his jaw dropping seeing her sitting at the table drinking smoothies. Groaning Takeshi went back to trying to shove Viral off, squirming around nervously. "Viral... No! Bad Beastman!" Takeshi could handle Viral for the time being, Yumi wanted a smoothie. The crowd was relatively dispersed now, the curiosity of the brothers' large appetite wearing off pretty quickly. It helped too that Viral was currently munching on one of them, not many people wanted to have that happen to them either. It was harmless anyways, the Beastman was pretty much just playing by the looks of it. Or... It was as close to playful as Viral got, seeing as he hadn't torn up Takeshi. Smiling amused she gave her drink a healthy sip, setting it down before looking across at Shu and T'charrl. "So where did you guys go today, hm...?" she asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. "We tried calling Takeshi's house to see if you wanted to come by, but no one was there. Have you been in the city all day?" Why in the world was T'charrl wearing a bed sheet for that matter? He seemed to be sticking out like a sore thumb with that thing on, it just looked kind of silly. Sipping at her drink again Yumi smiled slightly, "Uh... Are you cold T'charrl? Is our planet that much cooler than yours?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Viral had little to say on the matter of drinks or whether he liked them, instead simply sipping at the drink slowly without much of a second thought. He didn't much care for the flavour, the texture wasn't even a concern either as he sipped away, staring into the cup. For someone who was weary over eating and going out in public, Viral certainly seemed to be completely unfazed by it. Yumi was simply guiding him around various places while he followed; if it was up to him he would had never left the place at all and would had just carried on like normal or sat around in a daze. He wasn't feeling himself or knew what to make of the world around him, instead simply sipping away at the drink he had been handed for a taste with his eyes staring downwards.\n\nWith little awareness of what was happening or what was being discussed, his attention to Takeshi was bare minimum right up until Takeshi stood up and made a movement towards him. Not in the least bit interested, Viral continued to sip away at the drink; however, with one poke to his nose he soon stopped, his eyes slowly looking up at Takeshi. He stared at him blankly, his cup still raised to his face but something almost appeared to trigger in his mind regarding what happened to him. Slowly moving the cup towards the table, he pressed it down while almost falling over with a gentle sway, catching himself pretty well. With a careful stare and a short blink, without warning Viral suddenly lunged at Takeshi, trying to bite down on his shoulder and tried to clamp down on it. Despite his mind not looking completely there, he still seemed to have a strange reaction when it came to being touched, quite obviously not liking it at all considering he went for the full aggression approach in a strange zombified manner.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral was weird when he was all mellow. It was like when Shu was totally out of it, this just didn't suit the guy. Yet it was kind of funny too, Takeshi had to see just how much he could get away with. After all it was a once in a life time chance to mess with Viral and not get clobbered for it, he couldn't pass it up. After just simply trying to annoy the Beastman by getting close he opted to poke his friend's nose, figuring invading his personal space like that would do it. Surprisingly there was very little response from that, he figured he'd have been cleaved in two the second he touched Viral. \"Huh... So is he just like... Sleepy or something?\" No sooner did the words leave his mouth did the Beastman suddenly lean forward, biting down on his shoulder. While not exactly painful it did startle Takeshi, and with a yelp he gave a little jump, stumbling around with the other man attached to him. \"Ah, get him off, get him off!\" he whined, trying to push his friend off to no avail. Hoping for some help from Yumi he looked over, his jaw dropping seeing her sitting at the table drinking smoothies. Groaning Takeshi went back to trying to shove Viral off, squirming around nervously. \"Viral... No! Bad Beastman!\"\n\nTakeshi could handle Viral for the time being, Yumi wanted a smoothie. The crowd was relatively dispersed now, the curiosity of the brothers' large appetite wearing off pretty quickly. It helped too that Viral was currently munching on one of them, not many people wanted to have that happen to them either. It was harmless anyways, the Beastman was pretty much just playing by the looks of it. Or... It was as close to playful as Viral got, seeing as he hadn't torn up Takeshi. Smiling amused she gave her drink a healthy sip, setting it down before looking across at Shu and T'charrl. \"So where did you guys go today, hm...?\" she asked, raising an eyebrow curiously. \"We tried calling Takeshi's house to see if you wanted to come by, but no one was there. Have you been in the city all day?\" Why in the world was T'charrl wearing a bed sheet for that matter? He seemed to be sticking out like a sore thumb with that thing on, it just looked kind of silly. Sipping at her drink again Yumi smiled slightly, \"Uh... Are you cold T'charrl? Is our planet that much cooler than yours?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral still was aware, to a degree. Clamping down on Takeshi's shoulder was an ideal response to his teasing and making him look like a child. Even with his lack of concern over everything and anything that might be going on around him, he still knew when he was being teased and biting Takeshi was definitely some method to sorting it out. Clamping down with little intention to let go, he moved around with Takeshi, pulling at his shoulder before noticing he was squirming around, his eyes going to his arm before he let go and decided to bite down on that, grabbing hold of it with his claws too. He seemed quite angry in his own dreamy way or maybe he was just doing it for the hell of it; either way, he didn't appear to have much concern over what he was doing and was quite okay with trying to weakly rip Takeshi's arm off.\n\nWhile Shu had no idea what Viral was even doing with Takeshi, all he could do was stare at him before going back to his drink with his eyes still focused on his brother. While he didn't know what to do, T'charrl just kind of stared at him curiously before going back to drinking his delicious smoothie. It was definitely very tasty and something he definitely needed, the sugar boost being the energy his kind benefited greatly from. Letting out a sigh, he smiled at Yumi as she spoke, letting his tongue sit in his drink as if it was just a straw, \"We trained today!\" he spoke happily, lifting his hands a little, \"I was using Ki like you guys! And Shu was practising with his and we beat up Takeshi\". Maybe saying 'beat up Takeshi' was a little harsh, but that's what it looked like from a spectator's point of view. Smiling a little, he tilted his head before looking down at himself, giving the sheet a quick pull, \"Oh! It is a little, but I'm not cold\", he spoke quickly before leaning towards her a little, lowering his tone, \"I'm in disguise because I'm an alien\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi didn't want to be anybody's snack, he was squirming like heck to get Viral to let go of him. Eventually the Beastman did, but the reprieve was very short lived as he felt teeth on his arm not too long after. Yelping he flailed his free arm, placing his hand on his friend's head and beginning to push frantically to get free. His shoulder was okay despite having been bit, the pressure behind the bite being pretty lax and only leaving him with red marks. It was the same deal with his arm, but it felt so weird having someone bite him. "Viral, it's not funny, let go!" the Saiyan whined, unsuccessfully getting his friend off. Giving a pleading look at Yumi he groaned when she seemed to be paying him absolutely no mind, being left to his own devices. Awkwardly he began to try and pull Viral off, first trying to loosen his bite before going to try and at least make him release his grip by moving his paws. For someone who was really out of it he was sure being aggressive. "Ki training huh? I remember doing that a while ago. My first lessons were with this old man, Master Roshi. Kind of a pervert, but he was a good teacher." The whole 'beating up Takeshi' thing went on without a remark, if only because she could plainly see he was fine. Well, aside from being nommed on by Viral, but even that was just play. Sipping away cheerfully at her drink Yumi looked back over at T'charrl, questioning why he was all dressed up in a bed sheet. If being inconspicuous was his desired goal then he was sorely falling short of that. Unless someone thought he was a walking mattress it was pretty evident that he was trying to hide something. Might as well come out and just show himself, more heads were probably turning with him being hidden like that. "So...? There's loads of aliens on this planet," Yumi said, making it sound like no big deal because it really wasn't. "I don't know who told you to cover up but you'll be fine. Some people might freak, but there's always a few." Off to the side she heard Takeshi yelp again, and when she turned to see what the deal was she saw him scurrying away, hiding under a nearby table. "Viral, stop trying to eat me!" Takeshi whined, pointing accusingly at the Beastman. What the heck was wrong with him? Looking down at his arm he pouted, seeing his shirt all torn and soggy from drool. The red marks weren't a big deal, they would be gone within moments, but now his clothes were nasty. Grumbling under his breath the Saiyan ripped off his now soiled shirt, tossing it into a nearby waste bin and frowning at his friend. "If you're hungry go have a smoothie or something, I'm not on the menu!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Viral was pretty angry for that moment he had managed to toss Roshi, finding it too much to bare. Growling lowly as he watched Roshi bounce away and land in the sand, he drooped slightly before making a glance away. Looking off and away to his surroundings, he slightly swayed on the spot before gradually sitting down, grumbling as he did. He was still fairly spaced out with no depressing thoughts going through his mind, no bad memories pulling him down; of course, that meant there was generally nothing at all. He was dazed and confused for the most part, a little in the clouds with little to think about. The sand was soft around here, the grass too as it swayed gently in the breeze. There was nothing for him to think about all while his mind refused to keep itself together.\n\nShu didn't know what to think about Roshi going flying like that, watching him bounce along after Viral tossed him. It was hard to protest against anything Viral did, especially when he seemed completely out of it and almost empty. Frowning a little, he looked up to Yumi as she wandered into the house, going for something called a phone by the sounds of it. Feeling curious, he stared at the house before his eyes snapped up to Takeshi, giving him a little smile as he bounced lightly on his toes, \"Play and train! Less places to run here, more to do!\" he spoke quickly, looking around, \"Can train or try swimming or try flying or something else? Friend T'charrl wanted to come here a lot too\".\n\nFeeling a little singled out in the moment, T'charrl shuffled his feet a little and moved back slightly. He didn't know whether he was supposed to say something about that or just let it drift off, but he did have his own reasons for coming. He was far away from others here, even if Takeshi's house was pretty secluded it didn't feel secluded enough; besides, with all this water it actually felt like a challenge getting over here. He had managed a lot better than he did before over the water, he didn't feel so tired either after having all those smoothies too, \"U-Umm, I should try and train more to get on your level of Ki control, if I can even get there\", he spoke after a brief pause, looking around nervously, \"I don't want my power to be too unstable when I fight and we don't have long on your planet, so I might as well…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Leaving what they were going to do up to Shu was pretty fine with Takeshi. If he wanted to swim then fine, they could do that, or build sand castles for all he cared. By the sounds of it both he and T'charrl however were more than content with training than anything. Just as well, the more they practiced the sooner they'd master it. \"Heh, alright, training it is.\" he chimed, giving a thumbs up. \"You'll get to our level if you keep up the hard work T'charrl. Besides, we're really not all that strong.\" Modesty aside T'charrl was pretty strong in his own right, it was likely he actually didn't need to work all that much to match their power. Certainly not as he was now, he had tons of strength in this form. Once he changed back there was no telling how strong he might be, hopefully he didn't lose too much of this power in that process. Would be a darn shame if they had to train all over again once he went back to his old self. \"Let's see... You guys got down finding your energy, and you can channel it pretty well...\" Takeshi said, counting off with his fingers, \"So that just leaves releasing energy. Unless you want to practice more on channeling it first, whatever you two wanna do.\"\n\nThat was some good news, Viral's medicine should wear off not too long from now. Evidently the nurse in charge of him had given him double prescription by accident, hence why he was in such a state. Even the regular prescription would have mellowed him out, according to Vegeta, but not nearly as much as two pills had. Poor Viral, he was probably beyond out of it right now, as if the last few hours hadn't been indication enough. Coming back outside she saw Shu, T'charrl and Takeshi all clumped together, looking rather excited about something. There was Viral, sitting over on the grass by himself not really looking... Well like much of anything. Frowning sympathetically she glanced at Roshi as he came over to her side, sighing softly. \"He's been like this for a while... Depressed. This is actually the calmest I've seen him, and it's only because he's on medicine right now. We don't know what more to do for him.\"\n\n\"Depressed, hm...? Well that's no good, not at all...\" He'd thought there was something curious about Viral, being spaced out on anti-depressants would explain it. What an unfortunate state to be in, Roshi wondered if it was preferable being numb rather than upset. Feeling quite empathetic the old man cleared his throat, looking up at Yumi politely. \"If you'd allow me, I'd talk to him. I don't know what help I can be, but perhaps this old man can impart some wisdom to him.\" Getting the go-ahead from Yumi he smiled, nodding in turn before looking at the Beastman. Hopefully this time he didn't get tossed head over heels, he'd have to mind his distance. Walking over to join the other man Roshi took a seat on the grass a few meters from Viral, sitting cross legged with his hands in his lap. \"Beautiful day, isn't it...?\" he asked, smiling as he glanced up at the sky. \"It's days like this that remind me why I live out here. The only thing that's more beautiful than women is nature at its finest.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was happy to do what Takeshi wanted to do, but the guy always seemed so indecisive with what he wanted to do with him. He didn't know how to make decisions when everything Takeshi did in his world was pretty foreign for him and he knew Takeshi didn't like doing what he liked for fun. With no trees other than a few on the island and the house not looking too much like a climbing frame, he had to go with some of T'charrl's desires and what he learned from Yumi. Tilting his head a little at Takeshi, he smiled and nodded quickly, bouncing on the spot, \"Training! I believe in Friend T'charrl to get strong too\", he spoke quickly, giving Takeshi a quick look before giving a little nod, \"Uh huh, we're not very strong yet too…\" Feeling the ups and downs of mood going through his system, he gave Takeshi a smile again, \"I know how to release it…kind of…\"\n\nT'charrl was pretty confident in himself, but he still didn't feel like he could fight with his Ki yet. He hoped he was able to do what they could do before they left the planet. Looking between Takeshi and Shu, he nodded quickly and lifted his hands to chest-height, \"I hope I can do it, I really do\", he spoke quickly, his orbs glowing pretty quickly as he gathered energy, \"I can get it really fast now! Isn't this great? Your Master Roshi really helped me out a lot…but how do I use it? It's the opposite of my power, I understand that…\" He hoped things were going to go as planned this time, he didn't want to cause a whole forest to sprout on this little island just because he couldn't control himself.\n\nViral wasn't sure what to think or feel right now, his eyes unable to focus on anything and yet he didn't care. He was fine with feeling lost and by himself with nothing to bother him, the scenery doing nothing to offer him any sort of calm to get to that point. Staring out at absolutely nothing, he barely made any reaction to Roshi sitting down close to him and talking to him as he only lifted his head a little bit. Feeling completely out of it, he slowly rubbed his paws together, slowly staring down at them as if wondering why they were moving, \"…Do I know you…\" he muttered, slowly looking up, \"Do I even care…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
So long as Shu and T'charrl were both willing to learn Takeshi would more than happily teach them. What he could at any rate, he was by no means the expert when it came to Ki, but he did know more than these two. By the sounds of it they were both more than ready to go on with their lessons, even if they weren't wholly confident. "You might not be very strong yet, but give it more practice and you will be," he said, trying to be supportive. "Besides, Ki isn't the only thing you get strength from. Plenty of people can be strong without it, Ki just happens to be pretty darn handy." Which was all the more reason for them to learn it, they could certainly make use of it in the coming battles. When all their enemies would be blasting off attacks comparable to a small bomb they really should be able to counter it with their own. "Releasing it is kind of like channeling it, only you don't stop it when it reaches a certain point. Like this..." Lifting one of his arms Takeshi extended his hand, holding it flat facing the ocean. Gathering a bit of Ki right in his hand into a ball he formed a relatively small blast before releasing it, sending it soaring out over the water as it exploded some few dozen meters away. "You both know how to channel Ki, now you need to learn how to channel certain amounts. Since you can see Ki when it's outside, usually, you can kind of get an idea how much you're releasing." Turning back to Shu and T'charrl he held his hand, palm up, and gathered a little bit of Ki again. "Depending on how much you release and how concentrated you make the orb the stronger your blast will be. You can have something like this..." Takeshi pushed out more Ki, purposely making a rather large orb the size of a big beach ball. "Or this..." he added, shrinking it to something comparable to a basketball. It was definitely the trickiest part of their training, knowing how much to release and where. If their earlier progress said anything about these lessons though it was that they should get it fairly easily. "For starters, you two will just make little orbs. Hold your hands together like this," he kept one hand upside down and held the other over it, some 20 centimeters apart. "And form an orb between your two hands. If it helps only let energy come from one hand, then you're not putting out as much. When you make it big enough to fit in both hands stop moving your energy and concentrate on holding the ball as it is. Sound pretty easy?" Roshi wasn't used to someone like Viral, both in regards to a Beastman and him being utterly out of it. While the hermit was all for talking to the young man he wasn't exactly sure how to approach it, seeing as he wasn't the most sociable being to begin with. Finally getting some recognition after taking a seat the old man smiled, "You don't know me, though that didn't stop you from tossing me like a coconut!" he laughed, gesturing to himself with his thumb. "The name is Roshi, I'm a pretty big deal you know. Trained Goku, his son and friends, and even these kids a bit. I happen to be quite the martial arts expert as well, heh heh." Plus he was a connoisseur of women, but considering Viral's reaction to him earlier, assuming it was over Yumi, he thought best to keep that to himself. "Anyway, what about you? I know your name is Viral, but what more is there to know? What haven't I been told yet, hm?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Shu was pretty happy to learn this all again despite having a little bit of experience when it came to doing this. He wasn't very good at controlling what kind of level of output he was giving out when it came to Ki and that would be deadly in battle for him and his opponent. If he got tired after using too much Ki, he'd be useless in battle until he got more energy. Feeling pretty calm and a little jumpy, he stared at Takeshi as he made his explanation and demonstration, his head slowly tilting to the side as he spoke before suddenly bouncing on the spot when Takeshi caused the water to explode, \"Ooh! Boom! I do that without meaning to a lot\", he spoke quickly, giving a little smile, \"I hope I don't blow up because it kind of hurts…\" Pressing his fingers together lightly, he stared at them as he contemplated how he might handle this, feeling worried that he was going to end up releasing too much. It would probably be better for T'charrl to get that down before he tried to do it, especially when he was doing that quite a lot when he was trying to get Ki control.\n\nT'charrl thought this was definitely something he needed to learn, especially when he lacked weapons and he was trained in them pretty strongly. He had trained hard when it came to weapons and if he could use Ki then that would become another for him and one that would be a lot handier than weapons that could break. Watching Takeshi curiously, he watched as the ball of energy flew off and exploded elsewhere, raising his hands quickly as if he was going to be hit by water. Turning it into something like that appeared pretty difficult, but maybe he was overthinking it and worrying over nothing. Raising his hands, he let out a sigh as he watched Takeshi produce an even bigger ball, feeling a little confused to why it was always spherical. Maybe if he could master it he might be able to create his own kinds of attacks, but for now he needed to try and do this rounder version first. Copying Takeshi, he gave a little nod and tried to summon the energy again and project it out. Pulling out his energy again, he tried to go a step further and project it, creating a spark at first before trying to force it out some more. The spark grew bigger steadily, his eyes staring down at it with constant concentration as he tried to get it to form. He could see Shu staring at him as he tried to create the ball, the energy looking very rough but his own experience of energy projection playing a role in his training in this, \"…It feels so raw…it won't explode in my face, will it…?\"\n\nViral wasn't sure how to feel as this strange man sat beside him, feeling like he would be close to a freak-out if he wasn't so chilled out on medicine. Staring down at the grass as he shifted it between his claws, he barely seemed to be listening to a word that Roshi was saying as his head slowly tilted to the side, his eyes staring into nothingness as he let out a groan, \"…Goku…that guy…\" he muttered, sounding as if he was actually experiencing distaste in his condition. He was coming down gradually from his medicine, its effects wearing off and his mind beginning to mould back into what it was before. Slowly rubbing as his head, he swayed slightly as he tried to concentrate on what was being told to him as the questions suddenly got complicated, \"I'm…a Beastman, artificial life…created for…I don't know\", he muttered, not enjoying how he was needing to think more, \"I…kill people. Do bad things, those fun things…hunt and kill and hunt and kill…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu still didn't sound overly confident still, they were going to have to address that. Looking down at his own hand Takeshi smiled amused, shrugging before reaching over and playfully poking his brother in the shoulder. \"I had plenty blow up in my face, though I was pretty impatient when I was learning. If you take your time you'll be fine,\" he said, \"Otherwise you might end up like me and almost burning your eyebrows off!\" If it could be helped the little guy would be doing no such thing during his own practice. Best they gradually work up to actually setting off a blast, bringing out energy in a controlled fashion would be step one. While Shu seemed hesitant to begin T'charrl had psyched himself up and was ready to begin. Takeshi watched his friend closely, following his Ki as T'charrl began to summon it forth. From a few sparks of energy came an orb at last, or something reminiscent of an orb. It was quite bumpy and gave off this odd feedback sound, kind of like normal Ki but far more spastic. \"It won't blow up as long as you contain it,\" the Saiyan replied, smiling as he looked at the energy. \"Good for a first attempt though! Looks like you're getting it. Now then...\" Turning around Takeshi pointed out towards the sea, grinning as he looked at T'charrl. \"Toss it like a ball and see how well it works!\"\n\n\"Beastman, eh...? That's a new one.\" The people on their world might be able to be called Beastman, though Roshi wasn't sure if he was using that term rightly. Artificial life... So was he like an android? Hm... Nope, Viral was certainly organic, he could tell just by looking. That invariably made the old man think back to Cell all those years ago, it being the closest thing to artificial life. Now that whatever he had been on was fading the Beastman sounded more uneasy with himself, hardly giving a description that would land him a job. \"The bad things are fun things...?\" Roshi repeated, not quite understanding. Scratching at his beard the hermit looked over briefly at the boys feeling a slight increase of energy, taking note of what T'charrl was doing. Hopefully they shot away from his home, he didn't want to have to fix anything again. \"You don't know why you're here...? How old are you, Viral?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu watched T'charrl in fascination, the guy getting it pretty quickly compared to how he managed on his first try. He looked like a natural with channelling energy, but then again from what he understood it was something he did often before this anyway. Feeling pretty happy, he watched his energy curiously before looking down at his own hands as he tried to do what his brother and friend did as well. Gathering his energy was pretty wild as usual, his energy buzzing as he tried to keep it under control. It was definitely pretty difficult trying to keep it in a decent and constant shape, trying hard to keep it together like T'charrl. He wasn't interested in competing, but he did want to get to the same level of practice that T'charrl was at while keeping at his, especially when being a Saiyan meant being quick to learn Ki. Feeling pretty pleased with his creation, he stared at it before he threw it out into the sea only for it to explode before it even touched the water.\n\nT'charrl hoped he was doing it right; his energy didn't seem to want to behave quite like Takeshi's one. Shu's one appeared pretty unstable, but he thought that was normal for the kid considering he was young and probably too full of energy to control it properly. Feeling a little less confident in himself, he kept a hold of his own energy, staring at it before releasing it after Shu threw his. While it didn't pop like Shu's did, it sliced the water before finally exploding. Feeling proud of himself for a second, he soon moved back a little, rubbing his claws together, \"Was that okay…? Was it supposed to do that?\"\n\nViral wasn't sure what to tell this man, probably because he was a little dazed and wasn't entirely sure what this man was wanting from him. Finding answers was hard, his mind having a good dance around with his hands pressing against his head to try and control it. Not looking like he was in any pain at least, he sighed heavily and continued to stare downwards, feeling pretty light as Roshi continued to question him, \"Bad things for fun…like fighting…and killing\", he muttered, slowly removing his hands from his head and going back to playing around with the grass, looking rather content. He didn't have to think this hard today until now, but Roshi was once again giving him difficult questions as he continued on, \"No...I don't know these stupid things…\" he grumbled, shaking his head slowly, \"I don't have a birthday…how should I know how old…? I don't count my age; there's no point\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Before T'charrl had tossed his own attack Shu was well on his way to forming one as well. While he had gathered the energy quicker the little guy also seemed to be having trouble handling it too, more so than their friend. Just getting it under control the younger boy tossed it out towards the water, most likely in hopes of getting it to explode over the waves. Instead of even reaching the water it exploded right on the shore. Lifting an arm to shield his eyes from the dirt Takeshi smiled, still pleased with his brother's progress. "Not bad Shu, not bad. If you want it to go further you have to pack it more tightly. Once you toss it the Ki will start to expand, it's all about sealing it before you let it go." That was the case for individual little blasts anyways. Different things could influence that too, like velocity, if you were shooting a sustained blast and how strong it was to begin with. For the sake of their beginning lessons he wouldn't go into all of that. Now then, time for T'charrl's turn. As Shu had done the Kaesstrian gathered his Ki, the orb seeming quite unsteady as the energy bounced around in his palms. Giving him a nod to go ahead their friend lobbed it out into the water, cutting a pretty wide path through the waves before ultimately exploding a few dozen meters out. The explosion wasn't quite as brilliant as Shu's had been, but the control was much better. The case seemed to be then that Shu had more energy but less control of it, whereas T'charrl was pretty much the exact opposite. They had to work on two different points, control and release to reach the same ends. "Both of those were good guys, honest," Takeshi replied, smiling as he gave a nod of his head. "Still some work to do, but we'll get it down soon enough. Want to give it another go?" "Hey now... Fighting isn't a bad thing. Not so long as you have a good reason for it anyways." More or less everyone here fought as a lifestyle, so saying fighting was a bad thing was calling everyone bad. Sure, if you fought for selfish reasons or simply for power then that wasn't very good, yet Roshi knew that wasn't why Viral fought. If that were the case he wouldn't have the kind of company he did, that was obvious. Also obvious was the fact that the man was quite depressed, the hermit could tell both in Viral's speech and mannerisms that he was rather upset. "Of course there is a point to counting your age, it marks another year of life, another year of accomplishments. If you let yourself lose track of time then you lose meaning, and believe me son, you don't want that." Chuckling softly Roshi smiled, becoming quite serious as he looked at Viral sympathetically. "I've been around for... Oh, a few hundred years. And yet I still count my age, celebrate my birthdays. Because just being alive is something worth celebrating, don't you think?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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For the sake of their beginning lessons he wouldn't go into all of that.\n\nNow then, time for T'charrl's turn. As Shu had done the Kaesstrian gathered his Ki, the orb seeming quite unsteady as the energy bounced around in his palms. Giving him a nod to go ahead their friend lobbed it out into the water, cutting a pretty wide path through the waves before ultimately exploding a few dozen meters out. The explosion wasn't quite as brilliant as Shu's had been, but the control was much better. The case seemed to be then that Shu had more energy but less control of it, whereas T'charrl was pretty much the exact opposite. They had to work on two different points, control and release to reach the same ends. \"Both of those were good guys, honest,\" Takeshi replied, smiling as he gave a nod of his head. \"Still some work to do, but we'll get it down soon enough. Want to give it another go?\"\n\n\"Hey now... Fighting isn't a bad thing. Not so long as you have a good reason for it anyways.\" More or less everyone here fought as a lifestyle, so saying fighting was a bad thing was calling everyone bad. Sure, if you fought for selfish reasons or simply for power then that wasn't very good, yet Roshi knew that wasn't why Viral fought. If that were the case he wouldn't have the kind of company he did, that was obvious. Also obvious was the fact that the man was quite depressed, the hermit could tell both in Viral's speech and mannerisms that he was rather upset. \"Of course there is a point to counting your age, it marks another year of life, another year of accomplishments. If you let yourself lose track of time then you lose meaning, and believe me son, you don't want that.\" Chuckling softly Roshi smiled, becoming quite serious as he looked at Viral sympathetically. \"I've been around for... Oh, a few hundred years. And yet I still count my age, celebrate my birthdays. Because just being alive is something worth celebrating, don't you think?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't mean for it to explode like that, but he had tried and that's what mattered. He was certainly happy with being able to hold onto it long enough before it exploded, seeing as how he wanted to keep his eyebrows. Giving himself a quick shake, he smiled at Takeshi gleefully, nodding quickly, \"Okay! Tightly…all squishy\", he spoke, raising his hands and staring at them for a moment before looking back to Takeshi, \"I will get it! I will!\" Really determined, he watched T'charrl and thought he did equally as good as Takeshi did, but of course he was pretty positive about everything right now. He didn't see anything wrong with what he did, especially considering T'charrl was a first timer with it. Bouncing around a little bit, he moved to T'charrl's side as he stared up at him, \"Yeah! We'll get it!\" he spoke quickly before raising his hands again, trying to gather energy once more. Managing to get some energy again, he tried to keep it under control before giving it another toss, managing to get it a little further than the beach but when it exploded it hit the water, sending it all splashing backwards.\n\nT'charrl felt pretty good about his attempt, looking down at Shu when he made an attempt to create another Ki orb. Watching him curiously, he frowned a little before watching it exploding. Bouncing back, he raised his arms up when the water suddenly flew up at him, \"Ah! Water!\" Shu's ability for control seemed to be taking one step at a time, T'charrl only hoping he would be able to improve as well, seeing as how Shu had managed to get it even further if still exploding a little suddenly. Shaking himself quickly, he let out a sigh as he tried to find his centre again, powering up another attack and holding it for a moment until he could get focused more, \"…How do you mould it? I mean, I've heard Saiyans being able to make all sorts of terrifying attacks…uhhh, not that you're terrifying…\" Throwing the energy, it flew in the air before going upwards instead of towards the water, blowing up well above it.\n\nViral didn't think much about his age, finding it to be pretty unimportant. He wasn't technically born and birthdays were reserved for normal people. He went his known life not knowing what a birthday was like to receive and whether his creators ever celebrated it he couldn't remember so it just didn't feel important enough to remember. Deciding to stare up at the sky a little bit, he stared into the infinite blue and slowly slid back on his paws. Groaning at Roshi's logic, he decided to sit up again and look at him with a frown, \"Stinkin' old man…\" he grumbled, looking away again, \"Why should I celebrate anything…? All this…thinking and stuff. Would need to age before I can have an age. Thinking like that…stupid thinking like that. I've got...nothing to celebrate!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Shu would get it, as would T'charrl, there was no question about that. The two were perfectly capable of getting this down in the next day or so, probably sooner if they kept the pace up. "You're both going to have this down in no time, just keep working for it!" Now that they knew what to do it was pretty safe to say they could be left to their own devices. After all, lectures only got so far, you had to do things for yourself to truly learn them. Much as Takeshi could sit there and tell them how much energy to put out ultimately it fell to them to regulate their own strength, that was something he couldn't give them. Eying the orb Shu created he watched keenly as it was tossed, making it a bit further than the last one, but only just. A modest wall of water was sent their way which promptly doused the older boy, leaving him standing there with a surprised look on his face as he dripped. "Uh... Well, that was better." He supposed he needed to take a bath soon anyways, albeit that wasn't exactly what he'd had in mind. Lifting a hand to wipe his face dry Takeshi smiled, flicking droplets at Shu playfully. "Try to make your energy more compact before you throw it, pack it together tighter. The more you do that the farther it travels before exploding." Huh, why was T'charrl so panicked over the water? Their friend had mentioned he wasn't one for swimming but he didn't think the Kaesstrian would actually be afraid of it. Chuckling softly Takeshi crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow at his friend. "I'm not terrifying? Well shoot, looks like I haven't been doing my job. But to answer your question it takes a lot of control and know-how to make unique attacks. I can show you one, if you want." But first T'charrl was going to have another go at his own attacks. As before he threw it out over the water, throwing it a little higher this time. The resulting explosion caused a large shockwave to travel downward, displacing quite a bit of water in a large ripple effect. When the explosion subsided a small whirlpool formed at the epicenter as a result, not too shabby at all. Smiling Takeshi turned his back to his friend and brother, again wiping at his face to clear some water. "You're getting on really well, both of you, I gotta say I'm impressed. Let me show you something a little fancier that you can do." Might as well have a little fun and show off one of his own little tricks. Probably not his unique attack but he liked to use it, when the situation allowed for it anyways. Holding both arms out before him with the palms flat Takeshi channeled a lot of Ki to each hand, letting it hold there for a few seconds. Then, in a rapid succession of bursts he began releasing blasts, creating almost an ovular shaped pattern as he fired off several attacks. They arched every which way, sideways, up and down, but all met at one point a good many meters out over the water. As the blasts collided they created a larger orb on the other side, the repeating shockwaves making a lot of splashing. When he finally stopped firing the mass of Ki on the other end blew up altogether, spreading out and creating some modest waves in every direction. A small one made it to shore, but for the most part everything was pushed out to sea. Turning back around with a triumphant grin Takeshi chuckled, flashing the others a thumbs up. "How did you like that one? Made it up myself!" "Eh, you don't age? Well that's silly, everyone ages, including me. Just because you might not change physically doesn't mean you don't age. A rock might look the same year after year, but you'd say the rock is a hundred years old, wouldn't you? Well then, we're no different." Now things were beginning to make a little sense, at last. Viral was immortal, if Roshi understood rightly. Or very close to it, considering he didn't believe he aged. Hm, a new immortal being, and one that was created no less. If he thought he had the place to ask he might question where Viral was made, but that was another time and place. Sighing remorsefully he moved himself, taking a seat beside Viral before looking up at the sky himself. "Young man... There are things all around you to celebrate. Like I said, you're alive, that's something worth celebrating is it not? And look at everyone around you, all your friends, they're all here with you. For you, that's something. You have people that make life worth living, and you've got many, many years ahead of you with them, I can tell. Believe me when I tell you that life is plenty worth celebrating, it's all about how you live it that counts." Roshi chuckled lightheartedly, rubbing at his bald head as he looked down at the grass. "Ah... Listen to an old man ramble. Sorry about that, but I want you to understand that there's a lot in life that's worth noticing and celebrating. The relationships you build, the people you meet, the things you experience, everything around you can be worthwhile if you let it be. And while people might disappear the bonds you made never will, and they'll make up who you are." Roshi spoke as much for himself as he did Viral. His own life had been drastically changed by meeting people like Goku, and those were changes he never wanted to forget. All the experiences they had been through were precious, the good and the bad, and he'd not trade them for anything. Looking over at Viral the hermit smiled kindly, reaching over and placing a hand on the Beastman's shoulder. "You will see people come and go, Viral, but always remember they're never truly gone. They're always with you in spirit and will be cheering for you on the other side. So if you want to know what to celebrate... Celebrate life. Celebrate what you have, what you will have, and what you have had in the past. Life can be pretty grand if you let it be, believe me."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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Taking his spot on the end so Shu and T'charrl could sit side by side the Saiyan grabbed his plate, looking at the trays curiously. Looks like everyone was going to be served, that was annoying. \"What we do is up to Viral, it's his party.\" Takeshi looked over to Shu, smiling as he reached up and ruffled his sibling's hair. \"When we get back again let's throw you a party, yeah? Just us and our friends.\"\n\n\"We'll work on remembering them later, don't worry so much about that now. What matters is they showed up, and they remember you.\" Positively as well, they wouldn't have come otherwise. It was a trivial matter far as Vegeta was concerned, albeit he couldn't say that aloud, it clearly bothered Viral. Food was set and people were moving to their seats, so with small hints of urgency he moved Viral to his spot down at the head of the table. Putting him on the spot like this couldn't be thrilling, though it was all part of the party, he had to understand that. \"You're supposed to enjoy yourself. Let everyone be happy for you and do whatever you please, more or less. It's your day, you decide.\" He hadn't meant to be as dismissive as Yumi was, but that was the truth of it. Birthdays were meant to be spent as the person who was celebrating wanted, no one else could tell them what to do. Waiting until everyone was sat down in their seats Vegeta stood behind his chair, holding up a hand to get the waiters to hold off for a moment. Picking up his glass he smiled, looking right to Viral as he spoke. \"I just want to thank everyone who showed up today, and I'm sure Viral wants to as well. Before we eat I just want to wish him a happy birthday again, and if you'd all join me...\"\n\n\"Happy birthday Viral!\"\n\nAnother round of shouts and the clinging of glasses, coupled with a short burst of applause sounded off. Once that was done Vegeta took his seat and the servers finally began to pass around the trays. For the most part people were taking relatively little food, no one had that much of an appetite. That could be in part the amount of goodies that the Saiyans and their friends were all grabbing for themselves. Goodness knows the other guests were going to be sick just watching them eat all of that. Attention had perhaps graciously shifted off of Viral at this point as groups broke into their own little private conversations, everyone looked to be having a rather good time. Takeshi was happily munching away at a nearly whole piece of swordfish, and Yumi was chewing away at a bunch of seared scallops and scallions. A little unexpected too was a bit of music that began to play, just some calming classic songs to keep the atmosphere relaxed and carefree.\n\nTakeshi stuffed his mouth near to the point to bursting with food, chewing happily before swallowing it all in one big gulp. Sighing contentedly he gave his stomach a pat, looking across at Viral cheerfully. \"Hey, happy birthday Viral!\" he said, grabbing another piece and popping it in his mouth like candy. \"Mmm... Yummy birthday food! We have to do this more often!\"\n\n\"I'm sure you're probably tired of hearing it by now, but happy birthday,\" Yumi added, sending a smile Viral's way as well. \"Hope you're having an okay time at least. Have some of the food, it's really yummy, like the scallops!\" If he didn't take any then that was just fine too, she could gladly eat them all.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was definitely pretty anxious, staring at all of the people at the table with everybody else calmly approaching it with food on their minds. Lowering his gaze a little, he noticed Vegeta and Yumi come over to the table as well only to be told he had to choose what he was supposed to do today, \"What?? Yumi!\" he snapped, giving her a glare before looking back to Vegeta, lowering his voice, \"Just so you know…I don't know what the hell I'm doing here, nevermind what I'm supposed to do!\" Maybe he should go into hiding after this dinner and whatever happened after; he didn't have anything he often did other than fight, eat and sleep and even then two out of three of those things were very difficult sometimes. Feeling pretty lost, he gasped a little when everyone suddenly shouted out a happy birthday at him, his eyes quickly looking around at everyone. Frowning a little in embarrassment, he was soon greeted with food being served and everybody promptly digging into their meals.\n\nHe didn't know what to feel or say if anything at all, simply watching as people chatted away with each other and ate an assortment of food. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves in his name for some reason, but their attention towards him was very limited. He probably should be glad that he didn't have any problems regarding the number of people around him, but he also felt pretty left out considering his anti-social behaviour. Maybe it was the effect of being in a crowd of people, he wouldn't know. Hearing the music in the background of chatter, he stared at the food as it was gobbled up before his eyes slowly moved away from it all when Takeshi suddenly spoke up. He was being disgusting with his food, as usual. Sighing, Yumi decided to make a quick comment as well as she offered him the food. He didn't know if he should or not despite all the food looking delicious, he just felt alienated and so did his appetite, \"Hmm whatever; you eat it\", he spoke, waving his hand in her direction, \"It's some of your favourite, so just take it. It will all be gone soon, so you should move fast…\"\n\nShu was definitely happy to be sitting with everyone with all this food, feeling as if it was more than just a 'birthday' or whatever. It felt like a nice little get-together with all these people he'd never met before, even if some were looking at him strangely. T'charrl was certainly getting a lot of gazes, but probably due to the fact that he was tall, colourful and had been playing with balloons. Shu couldn't reach the balloons to figure out what they were, but he was happy being with Takeshi. Eating what he could grab, he bounced happily before looking to Takeshi, staring at him happily, \"Oooh! Party with colours and food and friends sounds nice…\" he spoke quickly before gasping, \"Ooh! I would like to learn how to fly by then! Fly all around and happy…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Yumi was eating her meal with a little more manners than Takeshi, but not much. She did use utensils, but she shoveled the food in about as swiftly as the Saiyans did. It was ages since they had any of these foods it felt like, she was in absolute culinary heaven right now. Sighing euphorically she wiped at her mouth with a napkin, looking around the table to see what everyone was doing. People were getting on well, all eating and chatting away merrily. There wasn't an awful lot of attention directed towards Viral, maybe they could fix that. Before she could even spring her idea she tried to get the Beastman to eat some food first. "It's your birthday food, you should have some!" Yumi said adamantly, smiling as she offered one over on her fork for Viral, dropping it on his plate. "If you don't have some now there might not be any left, you should really try a little bit!" If Viral meant to eat then he was going to have to wait a moment, because another of their guests had finally arrived at the party. Hearing the door open behind them Yumi turned in her seat, smiling happily seeing Doctor Ikura being checked in. Giving the older man a wave over she looked back at Viral, pointing to the doctor. "Another guest, and I know he's got something for you!" Ikura hoped he wasn't too late, albeit it did look like the festivities had begun. Only looked to be the meal thankfully, all of the presents were still sitting in one neat pile and the cake was nowhere to be seen. Looking at the gathering of faces he spotted out the man of the hour, smiling brightly as he gave a wave, making his way over to the table. "Ah, Viral! Sorry I'm late!" Still carrying his present in both arms the doctor paused as he got to the table, glancing around before placing it carefully on a small table. Coming over to where the Beastman sat he leaned over, abruptly giving Viral a hug with a happy laugh. "Happy 25th birthday young man! Hard to believe it's been that long already!" To think he and Aito had done that half a lifetime ago, it didn't seem like that was the case. Standing upright and fixing his glasses he glanced around for a spot to sit, smiling gratefully as Vegeta had a chair brought over and placed on the other side of the Beastman. Taking the seat Ikura looked back at Viral fondly, feeling quite like a father at that instant as he reached out and without word ruffled the Beastman's hair ala Takeshi and Shu. "How are you enjoying your day so far?" "Hm... Yeah... Colors and food..." Takeshi replied, half-minded as he continued to stuff his face. The sudden gasp out of Shu made him take pause, looking over curiously as he swallowed and raised an eyebrow. "You'll know how to fly by tomorrow if you keep it up. You've been doing really well so far," he paused, looking over at T'charrl, who was still prodding at a balloon. "You too! And I wouldn't do that, it might pop." Eh, or he could do it and find out the hard way. Not seeing the old man come in Takeshi looked fair confused when he saw Ikura greeting Viral, not having yet met the man himself. Whoever he was, he was awfully friendly with Viral. Really friendly, as pretty soon the guy was ruffling the Beastman's hair, something he didn't think he'd ever see anyone do. Hiding a snicker behind his hand the Saiyan hastily grabbed his drink, sipping from it and looking away, hoping he hadn't been heard.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Viral was definitely pretty anxious, staring at all of the people at the table with everybody else calmly approaching it with food on their minds. Lowering his gaze a little, he noticed Vegeta and Yumi come over to the table as well only to be told he had to choose what he was supposed to do today, \"What?? Yumi!\" he snapped, giving her a glare before looking back to Vegeta, lowering his voice, \"Just so you know…I don't know what the hell I'm doing here, nevermind what I'm supposed to do!\" Maybe he should go into hiding after this dinner and whatever happened after; he didn't have anything he often did other than fight, eat and sleep and even then two out of three of those things were very difficult sometimes. Feeling pretty lost, he gasped a little when everyone suddenly shouted out a happy birthday at him, his eyes quickly looking around at everyone. Frowning a little in embarrassment, he was soon greeted with food being served and everybody promptly digging into their meals.\n\nHe didn't know what to feel or say if anything at all, simply watching as people chatted away with each other and ate an assortment of food. Everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves in his name for some reason, but their attention towards him was very limited. He probably should be glad that he didn't have any problems regarding the number of people around him, but he also felt pretty left out considering his anti-social behaviour. Maybe it was the effect of being in a crowd of people, he wouldn't know. Hearing the music in the background of chatter, he stared at the food as it was gobbled up before his eyes slowly moved away from it all when Takeshi suddenly spoke up. He was being disgusting with his food, as usual. Sighing, Yumi decided to make a quick comment as well as she offered him the food. He didn't know if he should or not despite all the food looking delicious, he just felt alienated and so did his appetite, \"Hmm whatever; you eat it\", he spoke, waving his hand in her direction, \"It's some of your favourite, so just take it. It will all be gone soon, so you should move fast…\"\n\nShu was definitely happy to be sitting with everyone with all this food, feeling as if it was more than just a 'birthday' or whatever. It felt like a nice little get-together with all these people he'd never met before, even if some were looking at him strangely. T'charrl was certainly getting a lot of gazes, but probably due to the fact that he was tall, colourful and had been playing with balloons. Shu couldn't reach the balloons to figure out what they were, but he was happy being with Takeshi. Eating what he could grab, he bounced happily before looking to Takeshi, staring at him happily, \"Oooh! Party with colours and food and friends sounds nice…\" he spoke quickly before gasping, \"Ooh! I would like to learn how to fly by then! Fly all around and happy…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Yumi was eating her meal with a little more manners than Takeshi, but not much. She did use utensils, but she shoveled the food in about as swiftly as the Saiyans did. It was ages since they had any of these foods it felt like, she was in absolute culinary heaven right now. Sighing euphorically she wiped at her mouth with a napkin, looking around the table to see what everyone was doing. People were getting on well, all eating and chatting away merrily. There wasn't an awful lot of attention directed towards Viral, maybe they could fix that. Before she could even spring her idea she tried to get the Beastman to eat some food first. \"It's your birthday food, you should have some!\" Yumi said adamantly, smiling as she offered one over on her fork for Viral, dropping it on his plate. \"If you don't have some now there might not be any left, you should really try a little bit!\" If Viral meant to eat then he was going to have to wait a moment, because another of their guests had finally arrived at the party. Hearing the door open behind them Yumi turned in her seat, smiling happily seeing Doctor Ikura being checked in. Giving the older man a wave over she looked back at Viral, pointing to the doctor. \"Another guest, and I know he's got something for you!\"\n\nIkura hoped he wasn't too late, albeit it did look like the festivities had begun. Only looked to be the meal thankfully, all of the presents were still sitting in one neat pile and the cake was nowhere to be seen. Looking at the gathering of faces he spotted out the man of the hour, smiling brightly as he gave a wave, making his way over to the table. \"Ah, Viral! Sorry I'm late!\" Still carrying his present in both arms the doctor paused as he got to the table, glancing around before placing it carefully on a small table. Coming over to where the Beastman sat he leaned over, abruptly giving Viral a hug with a happy laugh. \"Happy 25th birthday young man! Hard to believe it's been that long already!\" To think he and Aito had done that half a lifetime ago, it didn't seem like that was the case. Standing upright and fixing his glasses he glanced around for a spot to sit, smiling gratefully as Vegeta had a chair brought over and placed on the other side of the Beastman. Taking the seat Ikura looked back at Viral fondly, feeling quite like a father at that instant as he reached out and without word ruffled the Beastman's hair ala Takeshi and Shu. \"How are you enjoying your day so far?\"\n\n\"Hm... Yeah... Colors and food...\" Takeshi replied, half-minded as he continued to stuff his face. The sudden gasp out of Shu made him take pause, looking over curiously as he swallowed and raised an eyebrow. \"You'll know how to fly by tomorrow if you keep it up. You've been doing really well so far,\" he paused, looking over at T'charrl, who was still prodding at a balloon. \"You too! And I wouldn't do that, it might pop.\" Eh, or he could do it and find out the hard way. Not seeing the old man come in Takeshi looked fair confused when he saw Ikura greeting Viral, not having yet met the man himself. Whoever he was, he was awfully friendly with Viral. Really friendly, as pretty soon the guy was ruffling the Beastman's hair, something he didn't think he'd ever see anyone do. Hiding a snicker behind his hand the Saiyan hastily grabbed his drink, sipping from it and looking away, hoping he hadn't been heard.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral certainly didn't want to chomp down food like Takeshi was, or Yumi for that matter. Everyone else was having a pretty nice time all chatting and talking with other guests and at least they weren't putting him off too much compared to the bunch of Saiyans on this side. Feeling a little put off from joining in, he frowned a tad when Yumi suggested he should eat and dropped a scallop on his plate. Staring at it for a few seconds, he looked back to Yumi and sighed, \"You know there probably won't be enough food for me at this end of the table in half a minute, so why are you bothering?\" It was like being on the ship all over again, but before any more of a struggle could be made to try and eat some food there was a sudden noise from elsewhere. Turning his head quickly, he spotted Doctor Ikura entering the party, a sigh escaping his mouth when the man decided to come over with a present.\n\nHe didn't know how he felt about Ikura arriving, the man knew a lot about him so sharing of stories was highly likely without him wanting it to happen. Frowning slightly, he watched carefully as the man approached the table and without warning after placing the present down he suddenly grabbed Viral in a hug. Stiffening up, he stared at Ikura with concern before he quickly rubbed his arms, \"Hmph! Sure…not like I knew that\", he huffed, lowering his arms, \"I'm still confused as to why this is called a 'birthday' for me!\" Feeling a little uncomfortable and embarrassed, the man only furthered that embarrassment when he suddenly reached out and ruffled up his hair, raising his hands in protest as he lowered his head, \"Hey! I don't know! I don't even know how I am supposed to enjoy it! They expect me to know what to do!\"\n\nShu was definitely all excited about flying, especially when it was something he felt like he was missing out on. Unlike Viral, it was obvious he could fly after the many times he had done so before with only one ending in pain, \"Wow! Really? I can't wait!\" Feeling all giddy, he quickly looked to T'charrl when Takeshi pointed him out, seeing him still play with the balloon up until he was told off for it, letting it fly into the air again; oddly enough, he had it tied to his wrist on string as if someone had done that for him. Tilting his head a little, his eyes were soon taken towards Viral and Ikura, staring at them curiously before giving a smile, \"Ooohhh, that man seems nice. Do you know him? You seem to be happy when you saw him\", he asked Takeshi curiously, seeing his reaction, \"He touched Mister Viral…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Ikura was, quite obviously, happy to be there. He'd been elated at the idea of throwing a celebration for Viral, that was a sure way to cheer him up. He didn't exactly come off as enthusiastic right now but that could very easily change, they only had to put in a little more effort. Greeting the Beastman with a hug the doctor took his spot beside Viral, getting a very light plate of food for himself. "It's a birthday the same reason it is for everyone. Each year you celebrate the day a person was born on, it's all about celebrating life. That's how a birthday works, so we're celebrating you today." the old man explained, smiling kindly. In a spur of the moment action, or perhaps just wanting to show a little affection he reached out, ruffling Viral's hair playfully in a fatherly show. When the Beastman promptly reacted and covered his head Ikura couldn't help but laugh, enjoying his reaction. "Ah... They haven't explained anything? Well that won't do, not at all. Let's see here..." Ikura cupped his chin throughtfully, folding his other arm across his chest as he leaned back in his seat. "First thing is you greet all the guests, though you don't have to do that. After you socialize a bit you have a meal, we're doing that now. After that you usually have the cake, and presents lastly. Any clearer for you?" Takeshi smiled in amusement at T'charrl, not quite sure how anyone could be so fascinated with a balloon. Expecting it to go back up to the ceiling but instead hovering there. Spotting the knot on his wrist the Saiyan rolled his eyes, though still smiling as he went back to his food. Not for long, as another guest had joined the party, and they seemed rather friendly with Viral. Watching curiously the older boy shook his head, "No, I don't know who he is. And I was laughing because of what he did to Viral." The hug, anyways. When he saw the man ruffle Viral's hair Takeshi nearly lost it, having to cover his mouth to bite back a laugh. Snickering behind his hand he reached over, covering Shu's mouth briefly for worry his brother might give him away. "Shhh... I know that. What do you think? I'll give the guy... 5 minutes before he's running for it." You normally couldn't even give the guy a high five without him coming down on you with his cleaver, let alone hug him or, heaven forbid, ruffle his hair. Either this guy had a death wish or really knew what he was doing. "Hah... This could get really bad..." he mumbled, returning to his meal innocently.
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"You need to stop being so hard on yourself, Viral. No one here is going to be mad or disappointed at you, honest. They just want you to try and enjoy yourself, that's all.\" It was a shame he couldn't though, they were trying pretty hard to prove they were all happy for him. Popping a scallop into her mouth Yumi folded her hands in her lap, smiling across at the Beastman cheerfully. \"Just think of all the presents you're going to get. I bet it's a lot of things you could use or want, isn't that nice? And there's all this food too, you can eat whatever you want, however much you want. That's got to feel nice, right?\" All this being peppy and positive was proving to be a real headache, it was hard to be so utterly positive. Maybe some of their positivity would rub off on their friend, she'd take any chance to make him happy at this point. \"Hm... We'll find a way to give you happiness. Unfortunately that's not something we can really gift wrap though...\"\n\nPerhaps he ought not to have spoken aloud of Viral's problems. Ikura knew perfectly well what was wrong with the Beastman, and he was drafting a solution to it all. Hearing one's own issues wasn't ever a pleasant thing, and admittedly he'd dropped the ball in speaking aloud of Viral's. After apologizing and the group attempt to cheer him up the old man sighed softly. He really wasn't receptive to positivity at all, he was much too focused on the bad to be. \"What about it doesn't make sense, Viral...? Perhaps I can shed some light on it.\" Giving a smile of support the doctor took a sip from his glass, looking at everyone around them as he spoke. \"People have come together for one purpose, to help you feel happy. Don't feel obligated by that, you don't have to be happy because of that. But if you need it to make sense then think of it this way, every single person in this room wants to see you enjoy yourself. And they've come here to help that. They're not vested in you, they owe nothing, they're doing this because they want to help. You've so many people in your corner trying to support you, and they'd all gladly speak to you if it meant helping.\"\n\nPeople were sure trying hard to cheer Viral up, it was a shame it wasn't doing any good. Really what more could they do than this already? The guy had a huge party thrown for him and plenty of people acting nice towards him, that ought to make anyone happy. Beside himself Takeshi joined in to another toast for the Beastman, quieting down immediately after as the doctor and Yumi continued talking to their friend. Hm... When should he try asking about sword training he wondered. \"I doubt Viral will bite me again... Now*hitting*me on the other hand...\" That was probably fair game. The guy had been all loopy before when he'd gone and bit Takeshi, that had to have something to do with it. Looking at Shu again the older boy sighed, smiling slightly as he prodded his sibling's forehead. \"You couldn't fly faster than me. You might be faster on land but my Ki control is better, you won't be able to fly faster,\" he responded, feeling a bit defensive, silly as it may be. \"Besides, you only went face first before me because I wasn't trying to do that. If, for whatever ridiculous reason I was I would have won.\" Realizing he was getting a bit too into this Takeshi smiled apologetically, giving Shu's hair a ruffle. \"Let's not bother with that stuff now, yeah? How about we just enjoy the party?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was trying really hard to be positive as well but it was definitely hurting him a lot to try that and only end up going the completely opposite way, his mind not finding it easy to settle itself in that zone. Maybe it was the feeling of being selfish that was bothering him despite all this reassurance that he wasn't being selfish, he just had to see the positivity in this party; everyone else was happy, just he seemed to be having a harder time feeling it. Staring at Yumi before slowly looking to Ikura, he soon lowered his head and sighed, \"It's got to feel nice\", he spoke, picking up the scallop with the tips of his claws, \"You're both right about everything. I am not trying hard enough…or trying too hard to pick everything apart. It's hard finding a balance…\"\n\nMaybe he should had tried to find that happiness a little harder as he was the one who was feeling miserable over everything. This was all just the start of his battle and what a sad battle it was, like being surrounded by happiness and here he was under a little raincloud. Glancing to Ikura, he frowned a little as he slowly reached out and tried grabbing up some food, or what was left of it anyway. He was trying to sort himself out by doing so, hoping he would fit in a little more instead of sitting at the end of everything looking like he didn't want to be here. It was so strange having everyone there for that purpose if Ikura was right, but then again these engagements were always something he could never understand. Frowning slightly, he stared down at his now moderately filled plate, \"I suppose…I should talk to these people eventually, see if they mean well for myself\", he spoke calmly, shaking his head a little, \"I want to keep away from those pills for as long as possible during this. I'm surprised you made room in your busy schedule to come here rather than wait until I had to visit you again\".\n\nShu smiled a little, finding it amusing that Takeshi was getting so bothered by his claims. It was something that Takeshi often found pride in, knowing he had great control compared to him but there was no denying Shu was definitely faster. The guy needed something to be proud of and seeing his reaction made him feel pretty amused, putting on a frown as he spoke up, \"Oooohhh, it's not like that was what I was hoping to do\", he moaned, staring up at Takeshi before giggling as his hair was ruffled up, giving his head a quick shake after, \"I'm going to bother if you bother a lot with it. I'm good at something too\", he spoke quickly, smiling, \"Enjoy the party…just by eating? I want to eat cake! Cake sounds good…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Viral... It's nothing against you that you're finding this difficult. It's your first party, it's normal to be confused or uneasy." Ikura didn't want the Beastman getting the wrong idea, or feel guilty that he might now be showing proper appreciation. It was understood the man didn't quite know how to show gratitude as most people might, at least among his inner circle. Hopefully the other attendees picked up on that and didn't label him as ungrateful. "How about try taking things at face value? Everyone around you is happy, they're all doing this to enjoy themselves. Rather than question every piece just dive right in and worry about the details later. If you don't think on it so much perhaps you can enjoy yourself more." Easier said than done of course, you couldn't simply switch off negative thoughts, it didn't work like that. Smiling thoughtfully Ikura moved a little food around his plate, looking at Viral out of the corner of his eye, a mischievous twinkle in his stare. "If I asked each individual guest to speak to you... Would that dispel any doubts that they're here simply because it's a nicety? And make you more at ease?" Ah, he was taking food now, that was a good change of pace. Not exactly what Ikura had wanted but it was a start to recovery. Having some food in him would improve his mood a little, and maybe once he was eating he'd become more open to conversation. Using the pause to take a few bites of his own meal the doctor wondered just how he'd help Viral after he left. Leaving Earth wasn't in the books for him, there were people on this planet who needed his help, he couldn't leave them for an arguably selfish purpose as this, much as he might like. "Talk to them at your own pace Viral, there's no rush. My suggestion was only a jest," Ikura said, wiping at his mouth, "But I certainly agree, you should. I feel you'll find that quite a few of these visitors are just as worried about you as the rest of us, even if they don't truly understand your situation. As we said, those who are here, from the guests to the servants, everyone has agreed to come here to see you happy. So I'm sure being able to talk to you, and having the chance to be that one who cheers you up, why... It would be an honor for most." Shaking his head dismissively the old man smiled, "I always have room to visit you. I may be busy, but there are others every bit as capable as myself. I do like to be around in person for things, but I have priorities. And my priority so long as you're here, is you." Takeshi's eyebrow gave a little twitch of annoyance, getting teased like that by Shu. He was enjoying this, little smarty-pants. "You are good at something, but it's not flying fast," the older boy pressed, stabbing a fork of food and stuffing it in his mouth. Hmph, he'd teach Shu how to fly just to prove to him he wasn't quicker, then he'd drop it. Stuffing away another bite and chasing it down with a drink the Saiyan sighed, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. "Ah... Yeah, eating. Enjoy the food, talk to someone." he added, "We'll have cake when Viral says it's time for cake. I don't even know what kind of cake it is, probably not fruit though." Chuckling Takeshi reached across the table, stabbing up another piece of steak and dropping it onto his plate, pouring on a fair bit of a wasabi mix for flavor. It had been a long, long while since he'd had hot food. He wondered how it would taste. Hm... Or, he wondered how Shu would like it. Suppressing a mischievous grin Takeshi cut off a small slice of the beef, offering it over to Shu innocently. "Want to try a little? I didn't see you have any earlier."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"So... You're angry that you're struggling with it, is that it? Fair point, it's frustrating when we don't get something. But in order to improve you've got to work at it, and it may take a while. So don't be disheartened if you have trouble initially.\" They would work around that, it would probably be best to take it slowly too. Hm... To remedy this particular issue Ikura figured it may be a good idea to place the Beastman in some innocent, easy social situations. Pair him one on one with a guest perhaps, see how he managed to talk with them. Once they found out how he did they could focus where to improve, and go from there. \"Unless you come to know everyone on the planet there will always be strangers. That's part of the fun though, meeting new people. And as you grow to know them they're no longer strangers, they become friends as well. I know I don't have to explain that to you, but bear with me. I think after everyone's eaten we let people have a short reprieve and you can chat with a few people. If you find it uncomfortable then we can address what it is that bothers you directly. That seems the best way to go about it to me.\"\n\nIkura didn't seem the least bit surprised Viral didn't agree with his opinion. To meet someone who was as acclaimed for his strength as Viral was an honor to a great many people, warriors and just your common curiosities alike. Plus, a fair many of the people present had been informed as to what his situation was, and while they may not say it directly they were all more than keen to help him. \"You staying longer could work, but is that what you'd want? From what I've learned you want to be with your friends, out there, fighting. While more time would certainly speed up your recovery I actually think its better you go out and join them. It will make you happier, rather than being cooped up here. And I'll always be around and ready to help when you do finally return.\" So long as it could be helped. It was impossible to know how long they would be gone for, and where his own work might take him. \"I'll help you whether these people aid you or not. Though I won't lie, if they can help improve your outlook I would gladly welcome it. To that end I think speaking with a few folks might improve your mood.\"\n\nShu was being a real stinker right now, and he knew he was getting to his brother. Much as he tried to brush off the teasing Takeshi was becoming visibly annoyed, his tight smirk hardly fooling anyone. He wasn't angry with his brother, not by any stretch, but annoyed certainly. \"You're faster than I am... On ground,\" he said firmly, \"That's it. I'm better at Ki and everything else.\" What a stupid thing to be arguing over, and bad timing too. Sighing softly he tried to go back to eating, hoping to dismiss the thought entirely and focus on food. Unfortunately his mind was now quite abuzz with wonder, childishly worrying if he'd become lesser than Shu once his brother caught up in training. He liked being better at some things, it made him feel important. If Shu surpassed him then he was going to be pretty darn useless. Not to mention he wouldn't exactly be protecting someone stronger, it didn't work like that. There was a way he could get his sibling to hush up, if only for a bit. had the little guy ever had wasabi?\n\n\"It's not poison, honest. I wouldn't try to poison you,\" Takeshi answered, completely sincere in that regard. Shu amazingly went right for it after that, taking a small sample before swallowing the entire piece all at once. The older boy's eyes widened as he watched for what would happen, the little guy had eaten quite a lot in one bite after all. Not a second after Shu began to feel the effects, coughing and hurriedly looking for anything to soothe the burning on his tongue. Laughing triumphantly Takeshi stuck his tongue out, stabbing up another piece of steak for himself. \"Hah, spicy isn't it?\" he teased, sticking the piece in his mouth. Chewing on it and swallowing he paused, frowning as there was a peculiar taste with that steak. Soon enough his mouth felt like it had been doused in kerosine and lit ablaze, and with a gasp he opened his mouth, fanning at it and exhaling panicked. \"Wha... Wha...?\" Looking around he spotted a server coming around with drinks, reaching out and snatching up the pitcher of water. Immediately beginning to guzzle it down he could swear he heard Yumi laughing at him, shooting her a glare and seeing the wasabi bottle in her hand.\n\n\"If you're doing it to him then I'm doing it to you,\" Yumi teased, smirking as Takeshi continued to try and soothe himself. He wasn't all grins and triumph now, at the moment he was just attempting to keep a hole from burning through his mouth. Looking past him at Shu she smiled sympathetically, wondering how to help. Gesturing to the waiter and then to Shu the little boy was handed a tall glass of milk. To help further Yumi grabbed a few pieces of bread, applying a bit of butter to each and setting a plate with them all down before the little Saiyan. \"Drink your milk and eat that, it'll help.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral felt awkward for talking about it, his mind not quite settled on expressing everything the others needed to know about him when it made him feel insecure. For all that it was worth, he was trying to improve himself, he needed something other than what he had currently; however, it was proving difficult to keep and even harder to understand new ways to keep himself occupied. Ikura was trying, but he was still angry that he felt that he couldn't manage anyway, \"If these people truly know me then I don't want to talk to them only to end up scratching their face off because I felt uncomfortable\", he spoke quickly, shaking his head, \"I want to show I am worth more than just as an animal or a brute! Having 'fun' meeting new people isn't something I'd think about…\" If Ikura was confident he'd be able to handle random strangers then he had another thing coming, especially when he happened to be composed of the most antisocial creatures on the planet.\n\nFrowning, he slowly pulled his plate closer to himself, slowly reaching down each time to sample his food. He didn't really want to eat too much, it still made him feel pretty ill to imagine it without his pills but he was still going to try while all these people were around him. His mind still wasn't settled, but at least he was trying. Frowning slightly as he ate, he glanced up at Ikura before narrowing his gaze, growling lightly. That was definitely a confliction in his life, whether he could get fully treated or whether he could go out there and fight. He would definitely be best fighting, but whether he would be happy doing so was definitely another question, \"If I return alive. I don't know what you'll do with me if I come back dead\", he spoke calmly, staring down at his food, \"Fine…I'll speak to these people when they're not occupied with everyone else, okay? Maybe it'll be a farewell gift for if I don't return alive\".\n\nShu didn't like how his mouth was feeling or how his nose was feeling, finding it pretty difficult to cope with it. He hadn't had spicy food before so this was a completely new experience and all he could feel right now was pain. He was now doubting whether Takeshi would lie about poisoning him because this certainly felt like poison. Finding it hard to cope with, he did try to get the bread but sure enough Yumi was there to rescue him, the waiter placing a glass of milk in his hands instead. Staring at it for only a second before towards Yumi, he pulled it towards himself and drank it down, sniffling a little after taking a good gulp. He didn't know how to feel right now whether it was confusion or sadness over Takeshi purposely hurting him with food. Looking to the buttered bread, he pulled the plate towards himself before eating it slowly in little bites, \"…That hurt and tasted funny…\" he squeaked, staring up at Yumi, \"Am I going to die…? Why'd that hurt me to eat?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"If you continue to tell yourself you're no good with people then that behavior is going to perpetuate itself," Ikura said patiently. "It's not easy opening up, but in doing so you'll be leagues happier. Hence why I suggest we take this slowly, so you have a chance to adapt gradually and find your comfort zone." Obviously having him talk to a group was out of the question, it would all be one on one. For the most part the doctor figured people would be tactful in their discussions, there ought not be anything to worry about. The biggest hurdle wasn't the people Viral might talk to, but Viral himself. Perhaps once he actually got talking he'd be able to maintain it easier, time would tell. Watching as at last Viral began to eat the old man smiled kindly, taking another few bites of his as well. He wasn't that hungry, he'd eaten prior to the party since he didn't assume he'd stay long. After seeing how the Beastman was handling things however he should probably stay for at least an extra hour, if not more. "You will return alive Viral, you've made it this far and you'll keep going. Besides, you've got people all around you to ensure your safety. When you do return, alive and well, we'll continue meetings if you need them. And I'm sure everyone here will be happy that the birthday man is going to speak with them, I'm sure there must be plenty of questions and other things they want to say to you." Just what in the world had Takeshi been thinking, pulling that little stint on his sibling like that? Shu clearly hadn't known any the wiser, and in his trust of his older brother had gone ahead and eaten it blissfully unaware. "You aren't going to die Shu, it was just spicy food." Yumi explained, reaching past Takeshi and patting the young boy's back. "It hurt because it's very spicy, wasabi shouldn't be eaten like that. Just have some bread and milk, the burning will go away soon." Poor little guy, he didn't seem at all happy now, and he'd been enjoying himself so much before. Sighing softly she looked at Takeshi, folding her arms across her chest angrily. "Are you going to apologize to your brother or just sit there, you dolt. That wasn't very nice you know." He was kind of in the middle of downing an entire pitcher of water, but he certainly seemed to acknowledge her. Sighing again she shook her head, looking across and exchanging an exasperated look with Vegeta. Well, it wouldn't be a part with their group if someone didn't go and do something silly. Takeshi felt bad about duping Shu like that, but he was still annoyed. He had to have something he was good at after all, and if his little brother stole Ki from him then he'd be pretty out of luck. He was already faster, did he really have to take more too? Feh... And now Shu was getting babied by Yumi as usually while he was being berated, typical. Setting down the now empty pitcher the Saiyan frowned, placing his hands in his lap with a sigh. "Sorry Shu..." he mumbled, probably barely audible. Glancing back at Yumi again he was prompted to repeat himself, looking at his brother this time. "Sorry for tricking you... Are you okay...?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Mr. Teddy and the big butterfly were awfully entertaining, it was nice they were willing to play with her. After unsuccessfully trying to yank T'charrl's antennae Kimi resolved to simply hanging there in Viral's grasp, smiling cheerfully as she kicked her legs a bit and bounced. This was fun, swinging around like this. Shame she couldn't fly despite flapping her arms like a bird, she wanted to chase the butterfly! Exciting as her new playmates were when cake was spotted her whole focus shifted to that and that alone, expressing her jubilant excitement with a near squeal. Bouncing happily once more she smiled as she was brought back to Saori, reaching out and being taken happily back. With a quick hug she turned and looked back at Viral and T'charrl, waving to both. \"Thank you for playing!\" she said, giggling.\n\nCake had been... Interesting. Shu, T'charrl and Viral had never had it before so it was curious to see how each of them liked it. Kimi, being the two year old she was, more or less wore her slice and had to be taken to the bathroom to be washed. Takeshi didn't really even finish his own slice, kind of too busy watching the others eat to see if they enjoyed it or not. And both Vegeta and Yumi had been caught up either talking with Viral or Ikura, usually both, just trying to keep conversation going. It was a tasty cake, chocolate and vanilla marble cake with white icing on top. Once everyone had their own slice, or in some cases two it was at last time for presents. Viral had been eased over to a seat beside the small stack of wrapped boxes and they began to hand them out one by one. For the most part it wasn't anything especially spectacular in the way of gifts, but at least nearly everyone had gotten him something. Among those probably worth mention were a set of custom boxing gloves, a set of training clothes to use, and curiously a little camping kit, which was kind of obsolete but neat nonetheless.\n\nYumi had been waiting almost impatiently for the others to hand over their boxes, her own gift waiting in her grasp. Once that elderly couple delivered a box of sweets she walked up to her friend, beaming happily. \"Here, here's your gift from me!\" she declared, holding it out for him. She hoped he liked it, she had gone through a lot of trouble to get it made and sorted out as quickly as she had needed. If he were to open the box now he'd find inside a set of clothing near similar to his typical attire. Since most of his was old and worn she had thought it helpful to make him something he could definitely use, and clothes seemed a safe bet. Stepping closer she leaned down, wrapping her arms around Viral's shoulders and sighing contentedly. \"Happy Birthday, Viral. Hope you're having fun.\" It wouldn't be the biggest gift today most likely, she didn't near have the money to spend as Vegeta did, or even Ikura for that matter. But it was the thought that counted, right?", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "T'charrl felt like he had accomplished something with the girl and had managed to successfully interact with a child that was probably of the same speech pattern as he was. He'll have speech down soon enough, he'll know how to talk to people and finally be able to interact with them with little problem; however, first he needed practice and to find that practice he either needed Vegeta or a child, it seemed. Not too fussed with trying to learn as much as he could be right now, his attention was quick to go onto the sweets that were being dished out to everyone in the form of something soft-looking. He could smell the sugar in it which definitely made him excited for it. Upon eating it he was taken into a moment of thought as memories of his home came to him, even if he hadn't been away that long from it.\n\nShu had never had cake before so this was a whole new experience for him, his lack of understanding to how he was supposed to eat it made him look pretty awkward eating it but he was definitely enjoying himself. Any bit he dropped he would soon pick up and eat again with little disregard to where it dropped. He didn't understand why Takeshi was taking his time eating the cake, especially when it seemed perfectly tasty to eat so he thought he would enjoy it as much as he was enjoying his food. He had never eaten cake before so he did wonder why he hadn't been given any throughout the time he was with Takeshi, but he wouldn't hold that against him anytime soon. Feeling pretty satisfied, he ended up as one of the people who had two slices of cake and was quick to wonder if he'll ever get some more, \"Takeshiiiii I'd really like some more again sometime, I really liked it…\" he spoke, almost pouting, \"It was yummy and tasty! Cake all yummy! It was so good. When you think I am able to have more…? For my birthday? How is this made…?\"\n\nViral didn't mind sweet food and marble cake was probably the best for him when he was trying to get into eating again. Despite having had some of the food earlier, he didn't feel unsettled enough to not try the cake that had been made especially for him. After the cake there was the gifts and some of them had been more surprising than curious as to why they had been chosen to be given to him in the first place. It would probably be a bad idea if he was to ever get into boxing considering all his strength was in his arms so he'd decimate everyone who went up against him. With all these gifts being interesting and curious to him, he gave thanks for the sweets before moving onto the next gift, seeing Yumi quite willing to get hers in after probably getting all excited to give it to him. Giving her a quick look, he took the box from her and opened it up, finding the set of familiar clothes within, \"How did you get these?\" he asked her, pulling them out and looking at them curiously before he quickly received a hug from her. Freezing for a moment, he looked towards her before down at the clothes again. It felt so odd receiving clothes he often wore as a gift rather than giving it to him as a uniform, \"…Thank you. Hopefully I don't destroy them as much as I destroyed my last set…\" It was hard to show how grateful he was over receiving clothes he had previously worn, but with Yumi being as happy as she was that's all that was needed.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
The cake had been okay, though Takeshi barely finished his single piece. Shu was munching away at his second once presents were announced, the little guy could probably eat the entire thing if he was allowed to. Throwing out the disposable plate and utensils he'd used the Saiyan turned to watch Viral open his gifts, smiling faintly as he watched on. The Beastman seemed to be enjoying himself, or at the very least not hating the party. Good, maybe he'd be happy later on, which considering his gift and request Takeshi sure hoped the guy would be. "We'll get you cake another time, okay?" he replied, not looking at Shu initially. When he glanced over and saw the pout he groaned inwardly, placing a hand on his face and sighing. "Don't pout like that... Sheesh, how am i supposed to say no to my little brother like that?" Chuckling Takeshi nodded his head, reaching over and ruffling his sibling's hair. "I'll get one made for your birthday, when we get back again. I'll get you whatever kind of cake you want." Their party would be much smaller, if it could be helped. Really it would be fine by him if it were just himself and Shu, though the latter probably wanted their friends in attendance as well. "No clue how to make one really. I'd just buy a cake," he added, shrugging his shoulders dismissively. Yumi waited with baited breath after she handed her gift over, nervous that Viral may somehow dislike the gift. Giving him a hug she nodded as an urge for him to open up the box, smiling hopefully. When he finally did open them and he asked she was more than ready to explain, she was quite excited. "Well... I had no idea what to get you, so I figured some clothes. But you don't wear a lot, and I decided it would have to be something you'd use often. I saw a picture of us and that outfit and remembered how much you liked it, and how it was ruined. So... I shopped around a bit and managed to pick up pieces that are nearly identical to the original!" The first had been custom made, and these would have been too had they more than a day to plan in advance. Ah well, he liked them, so that was a plus! With a playful wink she folded her hands behind her back, shifting her weight on her feet idly. "You're very welcome Viral. I hope not, but we can always get them fixed if they do get ripped. I'm just glad you like them." Heh, and to think she had managed to slip all of those in the bags they had been lugging around yesterday. She'd bought a piece here and there to keep the Beastman from noticing, and apparently it had worked. There were still a few presents left, and now Ikura was going to have his turn at it. Grabbing his own gift from the stack he stood before Viral, looking at the Beastman quite happily as he offered over the box. "It's rather simplistic, I'll admit, but I hope you can get some use out of it," he said kindly. Like Yumi he had to rush order this item, and there had just by chance been someone in the city who sold it. Inside the container Viral would find a small, coarse rock, oils and cloths and a voucher. "That's to repair and sharpen your cleaver with, if you ever need," the doctor explained, referring to the first few items. "The latter is for a blacksmith that can help refine your blade even further. Admittedly it's not the highest quality, I'm surprised it's lasted as long as it has. Bringing it to someone to get it tempered and refitted could do wonders for you." Now it was his turn to hug the Beastman, doing so casually and with no trepidation. Releasing Viral from his grip Ikura chuckled, ruffling his hair once more with a kind look. "I'm so proud of how you've turned out, Viral. You've exceeded both mine and Aito's dreams as a man, and I know you'll only go up from here."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"It's like frowning, but it's sadder. Eh... Just please don't do it.\" There was always going to be that innate soft spot for Shu that was going to make Takeshi give into his brother. It was nice giving him what he wanted, but it became all the more important when the little guy was upset. Really it was just easier to give him what he wanted rather than have to deal with him being upset. Smirking as his hand was swatted away Takeshi turned his focus back onto Viral, watching as he and Yumi talked over his clothes. From here he couldn't really hear what they were discussing exactly or see what was in there, but Yumi was awfully happy about it. Shu's party wouldn't be quite this good, he mused, but they'd make it work. Though if Vegeta was going to be in attendance maybe they could borrow a little money, or a lot. \"Yumi probably does know something, you can ask her. She can probably even show you how to make one.\" Girls liked baking after all, right? Scratching at his nose he gave a passive 'Huh', looking up at the ceiling thoughtfully. \"I... Don't know when my birthday is. Never celebrated it before.\"\n\nIkura smiled warmly as Yumi moved on, taking his turn to present a gift. It wasn't perhaps as sentimental or precious as a recreation of an old outfit, but handy nonetheless. Handing over his own gift the doctor watched as the Beastman looked through the contents, taking a turn as well to give him a hug. Pulling away with a chuckle he folded his hands behind his back, giving a shake of his head. \"It'll be positive, knowing you. I can already say I can see improvements, and it'll only continue from here. You will get better, I know it.\" How much of a hand he'd actually have in that he couldn't say, it could be significant or minor. So long as Viral was happy again he didn't mind being only a small part of that happiness, all that mattered was he got there. Nodding his head Ikura smiled again, \"It was my pleasure, Viral. And I suppose it's a good thing I thought of that, hm?\" Well, admittedly he'd gotten the idea from Vegeta who was looking after the weapon, he had something else in mind for a gift. Seeing the use out of this however he was plenty pleased with the decision, he knew a good weapon could well save Viral's life someday.\n\nNow that Yumi and Ikura had given their gifts over, and Vegeta wasn't ready for his, it fell to Takeshi and Shu. Or mostly the former, Shu hadn't known about all of this until the last minute, probably wouldn't have known what to get anyways. Takeshi was scarcely confident in his own selection, it being kind of a whim purchase and shot in the dark as far as presents went. Getting up from his chair he grinned nervously, going to the pile and grabbing up his crudely wrapped gift. Handing it over he rubbed at his neck, looking away embarrassed. \"So uh... There's what Shu and I got you. Hope you like it.\" To him it was a pretty light package, but inside were a set of training weights, moderately hefty at that. Roshi had happened to have them at his home and after some polishing up they looked like new. Used, but in good condition, hopefully Viral didn't mind. They could help him train after all, he liked to do that right? \"Also... I do kind of have a request for you. I know it's your birthday and all, but I just figured I'd ask again... Uh...\" Takeshi paused, looking back at Viral again with a light blush. \"Teach me how to use my sword? Please...?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu thought it might be pretty nice to have a little celebration for himself since he was still alive and kicking too, finding it pretty pleasant that there was such a thing to celebrate. If Viral could have one then they all could have one, but he didn't know when they all should be celebrated or what. He would be fine with just his friends to feel happy around when it came to his age, especially when he wasn't entirely sure to what his age was or what his day of birth was; he didn't even know how to count a year, but it still made him curious. If birthdays were anything like this one, he would be quite happy to receive presents from others so long as it wasn't forced. He did like receiving gifts, but he wanted to be able to give back eventually too. Tilting his head a little, he bounced happily on his chair, \"Ooh! No know? But I thought you knew how to count days…\" he spoke, giving it a think over before smiling again, \"Maybe you could choose? You know how to count, but you do! You could choose yours easily!\"\n\nViral didn't know what to think of this, feeling as if he should be showing a little more appreciation for what he was being given. It was all just too strange for him still and showing appreciation for free things was proving difficult, especially when he hadn't done anything to earn them. Shifting in his seat a little, he looked to Ikura before slowly down at the gifts again, \"Indeed, now all I need to know is how you made my weapon, but probably another time\". He didn't want to talk about personal stuff around all these people and it was bad enough that this was all probably because he had been having it hard adjusting. With there being older people and a kid around, he wasn't really willing to pull out his weapon and show it off while sparking up questions about it. He knew his weapon was connected to him, he could feel it in his gut, but he was willing to hold off on the questions until he was alone.\n\nWith Ikura all done and still a few to go apparently, Viral was soon forced to shift himself into Takeshi's direction rather than Vegeta who decided to present his gift as well. He didn't think Takeshi had anything for him, not like he had been expecting anything at all today, but it was still a surprise. Watching him curiously, he directed himself down to the wrapped gift and pulled at it gently, \"Thanks…you sure Shu had anything to do with it?\" he asked him, seeing as how the kid was as clueless to the surprise party as he was. Pulling at the wrapping and flicking it lightly, he looked inside at the training weights, finding them pretty curious before his eyes went back to Takeshi, \"Weights, huh? Are you calling me weak?\" Smirking at Takeshi in amusement over his own joke, it faded as quickly as it came when Takeshi continued on with a request instead. Staring at him, he frowned slightly at the request before slowly folding his arms, \"So, you've figured you can't do it alone, huh?\" he sighed before shrugging, looking down at his gifts, \"I suppose I could…if you treat it with respect. I'm not going to if you treat your sword as some sort of toy, got it?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
Takeshi didn't exactly know how old he was, not to the day anyways. He had figured out his age at one point, and from counting thereon he knew he was seventeen now. Shu was... Eh, maybe fifteen? He didn't seem that much younger, though it was hard to tell what with him being so naive about things. Huffing indignantly at being questioned his cheeks reddened faintly as he crossed his arms. "I know how old I am... Sort of. I'm seventeen, pretty sure that's right. So you're probably... fourteen or fifteen... Maybe." Egh, really the only way either of them would find out is if they asked their mother, or father. Even if the former was long gone that was still easier than the alternative. Unlike Viral who had plenty of people who knew him both he and Shu were pretty much non-existent until just a year ago, so they had no one to ask. Smiling slightly amused he let his hands drop back at his sides, hefting his shoulders in a slight shrug. "You can't really just choose your age, it doesn't work like that. You're an actual age and all, and you can act a certain age, so I guess that's different." Pausing he smirked, looking at Shu teasingly. "You act like you're six, little baby Shu. Bet that was adorable." Waiting patiently for their turn Takeshi was prompted to bring up his and Shu's gift to Viral, doing so a bit sheepishly. This whole being generous thing, it was nice, but it felt weird. Eh, if Viral was happy with it at least then it was worthwhile he supposed. "Well Shu was with me in spirit while I picked it out, we'll put it that way," he answered, a bit taken aback that he was joking around with the Beastman. He never did that, ever, and the guy even smiled. It didn't last terribly long however as the Saiyan asked his question, almost figuring he was going to get shot down. Still a light red from just asking his flush deepened slightly at the jest, sighing and shaking his head. "I'm no good at it... I... Need help..." he replied, lowering his voice a little. Looking at Viral hopefully as he agreed Takeshi nodded his head, a smile spreading across his face. "Of course! I've been taking good care of it, honest. I polished the metal and it's sitting in a proper sheath now. I'll treat it like royalty if that's what I've got to do to learn how to use it!" Oh now this was exciting, he had been dying to get some training. The battle with those weird smoke creatures had been a reminder of how useless he was with that thing, and he really wanted to be able to carry it into combat. "Your sword training can wait a bit, there's still more for Viral today." Vegeta interjected, waving Takeshi back. Looking at the now empty spot that had been the pile of gifts he smiled, glancing back to the Beastman. "Well... I suppose that's the bulk of the party. People will probably still hang around for a little while, if they want to," he added, speaking loudly enough for the guests before lowering his voice. "If you want your gift from me now then we need to go to your bedroom, or somewhere private. It's personal, and I'd rather give it to you without a crowd." This also meant T'charrl was needed, to which end Vegeta looked up and motioned for the Kaesstrian to come over with them. "Want to go now, or feel like talking with some more people? Your call Viral."
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "\"Then I suppose you've plenty of reason to trust what I say, don't you?\" Aito mused, smirking. \"It's your power so you can handle it, it's just a matter of re-attuning yourself is all. Give it some practice, work with Vegeta and you'll master them in no time. I have complete confidence in your ability Viral.\" Again he would draw the comparison to Ki, it was not unlike teaching Vegeta how to use his own strength as a child. He'd done training too of course, and could speak from experience that all it took was hard work and patience to draw out your power. \"Of course we have more reason. There's so much left to do for both of us, and we can help with this war of yours too. And just think... If Ikura and I can work together again, with our combined knowledge we could do untold good for people. The process we used to make you could potentially lead to cures of so many illnesses, the possibilities are endless. So... Yes, long answer short there are other reasons,\" Aito chuckled, looking at Viral amused. \"Least of all we want to see you again though, both of you. And we'd love to meet your friends for ourselves.\"\n\nJune had the utmost confidence in Viral's ability, he was the pride and joy of Aito after all. \"You're not weak now Viral, and you never were. You can improve though, everyone can,\" she said, smiling kindly. \"Just give it your best and let Vegeta help you, and you'll be there in no time!\" And when they came home things would be good as new, hopefully. She didn't want to be too optimistic if she and Aito couldn't actually be wished back, but it was hard not to be excited about it. Now, much as she would have loved to continue talking she could see that alien in the background like before, recalling how he was the one who caused this. He seemed a bit tired, it wasn't fair to him to drag things out longer. \"Remember boys, we love you both very much. And even if we're not brought back we'll always be here for you two. Good luck with everything, and be safe.\" Waving cheerfully to Vegeta and Viral she stepped back, looking up at Aito happily then the boys again. \"We love you both very much, we hope to hear from you two soon.\"\n\nAfter the final surprise of the evening the party had winded down rather quickly. Guests left after exchanging a few words with Viral, most wishing him well and good luck in the future, not that they know what the future entailed. Once everyone had left a sense of normalcy and calm had swept over Capsule Corp again as business went about as usual with no sign of a party other than the cleanup following. While Yumi remained behind everyone else went back home, with Takeshi taking both Shu and T'charrl to his house. It was already fairly late in the evening, so training was out of the question at this point. Since they had just eaten quite a bit no one was even hungry, and so the evening was spent rather absentmindedly skimming through the television Takeshi rarely ever used for something to watch. By the time the moon was well high in the sky everyone was asleep, with T'charrl taking the living room and Shu and his brother sharing the latter's bedroom. They had plans for tomorrow, best to get plenty of rest and be ready for some training.\n\nTakeshi had suggested they split up for the morning, focus on different areas of training. Since T'charrl could fly with his wings the Saiyan figured he should focus on Ki blasts, whereas Shu had to learn to fly. Giving T'charrl the large swathe of land his home was on to practice Takeshi took his brother out further, to the familiar rocky hills a few kilometers away. It was a bit nostalgic being here again, albeit not in the best of ways. Last time they had been in this place was for the very same reason, yet hopefully this time it went a little smoother than the last. If goodness for bid the little Saiyan should crash again then at least they could get to T'charrl and have him healed up. Trying to find an open a space as possible the pair eventually settled down in a lightly grassed area, pale green clumps of plant life splotched all over the landscape. A few little trees and bushes were here and there, but overall it was barren. Just as well, this way Shu didn't have anything to fly into so long as he avoided hitting the ground this time around.\n\n\"Remember Shu, nice and slow, this isn't a race,\" Takeshi chided, smiling at Shu amused. \"If anything happens I'll try to help you, but no promises. If you're going to learn to fly the right way then I can't be holding your hand all the time.\" Flying was definitely not his brother's strong suit, but even so he couldn't be completely led through it. Shu would come out all the better if he got it himself, Takeshi was only there to direct him in the proper direction should he need it. \"It's like I said before, just ease Ki out of your feet to rise, then release it to stay balanced. Once you're balanced try moving around a bit.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral trusted Aito; he just didn't trust himself. He was just a soldier, he couldn't possibly accomplish everything like that. He had been made with so much potential and had failed at everything he had tried; it was even a wonder that they saw him with the potential to fight in the war. He could probably kill individuals who were trouble, but of course none of them would give him the chance to. He didn't have a chance when it came to Saiyans, but if Aito believed in him so he was going to try and believe him, \"Re-attuning? Just…re-attuning myself…\" he spoke lowly, thinking about it, \"My abilities are something no other creature has, but mastering is on a different plain altogether. It is true I don't get ill, but…it might lead to…other desires…\" Part of his immortality was his resistance to disease, something that many humans desired. The RRA were probably after it not to mention the King was after it, so that notion made him definitely feel concerned. It was a confliction that was steadily setting in his mind, whether he was being paranoid or not.\n\nMaybe that was the reason the RRA saw him as a threat at the time, the man who helped create him must had deep religious feelings towards it to keep the human race pure; however, the thought of creating an army who could never die to disease, the biggest killer of soldiers, was definitely something they would want to have at their disposal. What a horrible confliction, but he couldn't stop his creator. He should had been killed ages ago for what he did; being a failure to his creator was just dishonourable, \"I'll…possibly…see you soon\", he spoke, looking back up to the portal, \"I will fulfil your orders and try my best to regain control of myself. I am not a weakling…\"\n\nWith the party and the day over and done with, everything calmed down and the next day Shu and Takeshi were out and about with the aim to train in the art of flying. With T'charrl already clearly knowing how to fly, he was left back in the middle of nowhere at Takeshi's house to try and train up his Ki. With the training he had received before he was definitely getting a lot better at it, managing to bring himself to summon Ki at will and practice throwing it like he had done before. He had a lot of energy today and he felt pretty good, keeping in mind that he had his friends to guide him. He was managing to keep his mentality in check and hold it all together, even without his friends to remind him who he was. He hoped to have it completely down by the end of the day, his desire to get stronger was definitely beginning to rival that of a Saiyan.\n\nShu, on the other hand, was having a ton of fun with learning how to fly again. He always had a great time with Takeshi, whether it was for the good for his health or going to wreck it. He knew the risks of flying and how he could easily crash and get horribly injured again, but at least Takeshi knew of several places to go to get him all healed up. Flying couldn't be too hard now that he was getting used to using Ki again, even if his Ki was beyond powerful compared to the rest of his body. It was just too erratic for him to handle, but he would soon enough get a leash on it and under his control again. Getting all excited, he practically vibrated on his feet as Takeshi spoke to him, nodding a lot as he instructed him on flying, \"Okay! Okay, okay! I can do it the right way, I promise!\" he smiled before bouncing on his feet, trying to loosen up, \"I want to just move it in my feet and out of my feet! Ohhh, then why does it feel like it wants to come out my knees too…\"\n\nIt was definitely a difficulty he had to live with right now, having so much energy that he could barely keep it at bay. If Takeshi was going to help him in any way it would definitely be to catch him if he fell from the sky again. Trying to find his centre, he placed his feet flat on the ground and raised his hands, trying to guide his energy down steadily like he did before; however, before he could find control in his Ki he floated upwards rapidly, a little too quickly as he flailed before dropping back down to the ground. Flying by himself was pretty scary, probably because of a bunch of flashbacks of the bad constantly plagued his mind at the same time. Just because he was all happy didn't mean he wasn't scared, finding it as just his way to cope with certain situations.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"I know you can do it the right way, just take it slow," Takeshi repeated, nodding his head. He knew Shu could do it, he's gotten close before. Now it was just a matter of fine tuning things, and once he did that he'd be fine. He kept a careful eye on his brother while he tried to fly, actually rather worried he might somehow hurt himself. The first attempt of the day got him really worried as Shu blasted up in a rather quick burst, thankfully coming down in a much more graceful fashion than before. Sighing softly Takeshi smiled a bit, rubbing at his forehead with a chuckle. "Slow doesn't usually mean blasting off like a rocket, but at least you landed better. Don't be in such a hurry buddy, you have to ease yourself into it. By the looks of things you're putting way too much Ki into it to do things. Even if you barely put out energy just try that this time, it'll go smoother. Watch me okay?" Placing his feet both flat on the ground Takeshi slowly raised up in the air, hovering just a few meters above the ground as he more or less stood completely still. "See? It doesn't take a lot to fly, does it? I'm hardly using any and I'm up this high. Now... If you keep doing what you just did..." With a brief wave the older boy suddenly blasted up into the air, laughing as he became a rather small speck against the skybox rather quickly. Stopping his own Ki Takeshi floated back down, using a little Ki to break his fall as he landed near where he'd began. "Just a tiny bit is all you need, and that's that. I can catch you if you blast off again, but try not to. You'll never get it down if you keep going too hard." Figuring to be as hands off as possible he took a seat on the ground, folding his arms across his chest and giving Shu a curious look. "You mentioned it coming out of your knees... Yeah...? Is it hard for you to keep it from leaking out? What's your issue there?"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
[ { "text": "Takeshi smiled encouragingly at Shu, figuring his basic example was more than enough for him to work with. This was all easier said than done and he would give the little guy that much, but he still needed to work on it regardless. Evidently his display hadn't made his brother any more confident, if anything it worried him even more than he already was. \"You're in water...? So... Does it feel like you're floating or something...?\" he asked, not quite understanding Shu's point. Scratching at his head he frowned a little, not totally sure how his proposal would work out. \"Hm... We can try it if you really want to,\" he said, shrugging and getting to his feet. \"You'll be trying to keep yourself in the air though, which is harder than just taking off. Buuuut... If you want to give it a go.\" Could be fun to see Shu floating around all haphazardly, so long as he didn't come crashing down. Grabbing his brother's arm Takeshi winked playfully, pulling him a bit closer and glancing up for a second. Hm... Not too hard, he didn't want Shu to be overly high up in the air. \"Ready? I'm going to throw you up on 3, so get ready. One... Two...\" After two he grinned, yanking on Shu's arm and tossing him up in the air, watching curiously. \"Good luck!\"\n\nSo this was the right place... But people were missing. Neither of the brothers were at the house, and their energies were much too far away. Chasing after them wasn't completely out of the question, though something else had caught the boy's eye. There was some kind of alien at their home, training by the looks of him. He was an... Interesting looking one, that was for sure. The energy coming from him was anything but threatening, he was just big and bulky, probably a really easy mark. Hm... Was the alien a friend of the Princes? Maybe if he could capture this one they could be used as bait. Or at the very least he could just kill the creature for fun, time on Earth had been very boring so far. For the time being though he was going to just observe and see what was going on. He kept tossing that energy around, just what was he doing exactly? Some training, now that he thought of it this looked more like playing. Feh, so had he stumbled across some alien just playing games? What a waste of time...", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu shook his head quickly, bouncing a little on his toes, \"Not like I'm floating, no!\" he squeaked, feeling a little frustrated that he couldn't explain himself properly, \"Like the water is all around me and is heavy and hard to move…like all kick and more kick…\" Kicking his foot around, he soon stopped and stared at Takeshi again, trying to see if he would go with that plan instead. He thought it was a good idea since it meant he had some sort of urgency to follow up from, making a response a little more prompt than simply trying for the sake of it. He really wanted to learn how to do it for his sake and his brother's sake, knowing he could end up in the worst of spots if he had to rely on him for everything. Smiling a little, he looked to his arm and squeaked as he was pulled closer to Takeshi, \"I'm ready! I can do it!\" Staring down at the ground at first, he felt confused as to when three came when counting for it before he was suddenly thrown on up into the air. Flailing at first, he quickly tried to find his centre and release his energy again, hoping he might fly. In the end, Shu soon found himself floating in the air, his arms flailing, \"Whooo! Fly, fly, fly! Ah! How do I move again??\"\n\nT'charrl was trying to find his centre, his training in his own energy requiring him to find peace before he could continue. He needed to connect with his spirit first, separating his Ki and keeping that down. It wasn't a long process, but it did require quiet and concentration, almost like meditation. It was certainly a lot easier by himself than with others, but it didn't mean he had difficulty finding his centre around his friends. He had better concentration during everyday life ever since his change when he was with his friends. Letting out a sigh after taking a deep breath, his antennae twitched a little as some strange smell lingered through the fields. Certainly odd and a little off-putting, he looked around cautiously but couldn't see anything that might give off the smell. He shouldn't let such things distract him, but something was off-putting about it. While it was important that he trained his abilities, he was certainly feeling uneasy right now.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu's explanation didn't help shed much more light on the situation sadly, Takeshi was still kind of lost. Ah well, they would work around it whatever it was, he was certain of that. Throwing the little guy into the air hadn't quite been what he'd had in mind this morning, but if Shu was willing to give it a go then they should give it a shot. \"I hope you can, I don't want to have to keep catching you today,\" he teased lightly, grabbing his brother's arm. With a brief countdown he lifted Shu up easily, tossing him right up into the air and watching as he soared up. Worrying initially that the little guy might fall back down he smiled seeing him hovering, albeit after quite the display of trying to find himself. Beaming happily Takeshi slowly rose up to join his brother, folding his arms over his chest as he looked on. \"Move by releasing more Ki in the direction opposite that you want to move. See... Like this. I'm going to move away from you...\" he paused, pushing Ki forward and moving backwards as a result. \"So I pushed it out of my front. It'll force you back from whatever way you release it, so you've gotta keep that in mind. And don't take it fast, moving around really doesn't take any Ki at all.\"\n\nWatching this one was proving to be pretty boring, he just wasn't doing anything. Maybe this was how Earthlings trained, what an odd way to go about it. Sparring and fighting worked much better than this, what a waste of time. Still... If nothing else he had arrived at his destination, and now the Saiyan just had to play the waiting game. Either that... Or draw the Princes back. If he could create a large enough distraction, blow something up maybe, then surely they'd return. All he had to do was find them after all, an easy enough job really. Smirking he held a hand upside down, gathering a small amount of Ki in the palm of his hand silently. If this alien was traveling with the Princes then it probably knew how to fight, maybe. Time to test that theory. Opting to toy with it a bit he chuckled, growing the Ki orb before cocking his arm back and releasing it, sending it in a curving path right at T'charrl. As it sped towards the Kaesstrian he moved from his spot, tossing a second in a different path for good measure to keep the alien guessing. Hehe, he wondered how long he could pester him like this.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was pretty happy that he was finding himself in the air, the height he was at not being too great but something surprising nonetheless. If he could keep this up then maybe he'll be flying like Takeshi in no time, but that meant being able to move around in the air too without ending up falling out of the sky instead. Feeling all giddy, he watched as Takeshi went up to meet him, wobbling around in the air as if struggling to find balance, \"Ooh! Oohhh I can do this, see?\" he squeaked, smiling at Takeshi. He was a little afraid of moving considering he was going very fast last time and while he did enjoy it, he always had trouble landing when he could fly and going super-fast would mean he would definitely fall just as fast. Staring at Takeshi, he gave a little nod, \"Uh huh…like running or jumping…right?\" he asked up as he watched the demonstration, holding out his hands in front of him as if trying to push the air. Slowly he began to move through the air backwards, his legs and tail trailing behind his steady flight backwards, \"Weeee! Look at me! Much fun! Much fun, yeah!\" Even though he wasn't going anywhere, he was still having a lot of fun and even manage to turn, even if it was just him going around in circles, \"Is this good?? Am I doing it right?\"\n\nT'charrl was pretty nervous right now, finding himself stuck and trying terribly to relax. Just what was the strange smell, especially when it was making him feel so uneasy? Shifting his feet a little, he looked around calmly before slowly moving out of the house's vicinity, just incase there was something behind it, \"…H-Hello…? Is someone there? Takeshi…?\" he asked out, looking all around him before suddenly gasping as there was a sudden increase in energy. The increase was small, but he could recognise it but not know where it was coming from. Suddenly becoming alerted, he looked around hastily before suddenly needing to dodge in place as a Ki orb suddenly whizzed by him, a jump coming out of him as another just narrowly missed him. That definitely wasn't Takeshi unless he was playing some sort of cruel game, his wings flaring up and flapping rapidly, \"Who's there?? This isn't funny!\" he shouted out, using his own Ki as he gathered a ball of his own in his hand.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"I sure can see it! Your plan worked, who would have though?" Takeshi was pretty impressed, he'd honestly expected Shu to just plummet back down and have to catch him. Seeing the little guy floating there, however unsteadily was pretty nice. It was a long cry from flying about at high speeds, or even controlling his flight, but that was yet another big hurdle he'd overcome. Since he had asked how to move around the older boy provided a simple example, floating backwards casually before coming back to his brother. It was an easy enough thing to do really, just pushing yourself along with Ki was all it took. Rather quickly Shu got the hang of that as well and began to drift about, a little haphazardly but he was still doing it. "You're doing it right... For the most part. You shouldn't be going in circles like that," Takeshi replied, laughing. "If you only push from one side then you'll spin, you have to do both your left and your right to stay straight. See, otherwise you get this." Putting out one hand flat he smirked at Shu, releasing a large burst of invisible Ki and causing himself to whip around in a circle rather quickly. Laughing as he did so the Saiyan quirked an eyebrow at his brother, "Got it?" Hah, the moron fell for it! Little alien was jumping all over trying to avoid the attacks and he*still*didn't know where they were coming from. Oh, but there was his own little attack, ready and primed to fire. How cute, though it was doubtful that little blast could do anything. Grinning from the bush he was hid in the Saiyan glanced down at his hand, slowly forming another Ki ball of his own. "Alright weirdo... Let's see how you handle this..." From the thickets of the forest T'charrl would see another Ki orb thrown straight at him, and then two more that came to the left of the first. A final came from the right, all four moving at different paces but all at the Kaesstrian. Taking the chance to move again he raced along the bushes, cutting into the field and dashing up along the opposite side of the house. Seeing that the alien didn't even realize he was there yet the Saiyan jumped up onto the roof, sitting down on the peak casually cross-legged. This was too easy, he was really wondering why the Princes had this thing around with them. A pet perhaps? "Poor alien, you're so slow!"
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Takeshi CS Age: 17 Appearance: Abilities: * Novice Swordsman: Takeshi has basic understandings of swordplay and can use it in combat.[/*] * Arc Burst: Takeshi fires a volley of Ki blasts, all branching off in various directions. Ultimately collide in one spot and create a larger blast that sets off afterwards. * Martial artist: Though usually too impatient to display it Takeshi has a wide knowledge of martial arts and is a good hand-to-hand combatant. * Ki Control: Contrary to his usual sporadic attacks Takeshi has fine Ki control, able to perform complex maneuvers when flying and manipulate his energy for unique attacks, such as Arc Burst. Bio: The older brother of Shu and one of the son's of Yamate, Takeshi has spent a great deal of his life doing less than favorable things. Brought up by a mercenary who he would later kill, he's mostly been on his own and as such can easily support himself. After being trained by Master Xing he killed the man to save a family he was trying to extort, but was labelled just as bad and forced away. After that, at only 10 years old, he managed to accrue enough money by stealing from the mercenaries and got himself a home. Living out alone he began to build resentment towards people, even more so than he had while with Xing. Labeling most of society like his former master he adopted a rather cynical outlook on humanity as a whole, not trusting or favoring them in the least. Ever confident in his own abilities the news of the World Martial Arts tournament reached him one day, and instantly he went and registered with the intent of winning. His world was shook a little upon finding another Saiyan in attendance, having never met another one before. Unsurprisingly he and the other boy, Shu, were the finalists, and faced off for the prize money. After both technically losing the match he tried to leave in disappointment, being hounded by the younger boy all the while. Reluctantly agreeing to let the other kid stay with him and train the boy they began to form a bond, gradually but surely. The revelation of Shu being his younger brother accelerated that bond, to the point where now he is fiercely protective of the other boy. Personality: Quick to anger, competitive yet supportive, particularly of his brother Shu. Takeshi isn't wholly used to being around others and as such often says things out of line, whether knowingly or not. While he has a bit of an aggressive streak he has tempered his anger somewhat for the sake of those around him, and now more so than before feels guilty when he's lost control. Growing up as one of the most powerful fighters, or the most powerful in his limited world, he believes himself to be highly capable. This translates to battles where his friends are at risk, thinking he has the strength to keep them safe. More often than not this isn't the case, and Takeshi often feels inadequate or guilty when someone is injured in a fight. He is very determined to become stronger, more so than Viral even, to be able to sufficiently protect the others. His limited knowledge on friendship has him believing he should be standing up for them, even if they may not necessarily want him to. In most instances, Takeshi is sarcastic, takes things lightly and jokes around. He has a slight verbal tick of adding "you know," to many of his sentences, something he picked up from his former Master. He absolutely loves fighting and training, and has something of an obsession when it comes to seafood. Though he often totes himself as being knowledgeable he lacks any real formal education, and becomes flustered easily when presented with problems that can't be solved by brute force. He's not overly fond of large groups of people, and harbors something of a slight resentment towards humans, though this has waned gradually over the last year and a half.
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Giggling at his actions, he clapped quickly before nodding, holding out his hands and sure enough was going straight if backwards this time, \"I'm doing it! I'm not spinning all spin, spin!\"\n\nT'charrl wasn't going to let this stranger beat him and with the attacks cutting close he was sure it wasn't Takeshi and definitely someone trying to attack him. However they found Takeshi's house, he didn't know, but he had to keep himself safe and calm. Keeping a hold of his Ki, he looked around slowly, his antennae twitching before realising another attack was coming straight for him. Hissing, he threw his Ki orb right for it, he soon had to watch out for even more that all came from different places. Gasping, he ducked close to the ground to avoid one, bounce forward to avoid another before making a sudden dash across the ground. He wasn't sure why someone was attacking him if only because he looked strange, but trying to kill him was going too far. Hissing, he pushed himself up and bounced to his feet, looking around quickly before finally spotting a stranger on top of Takeshi's house. This wasn't good at all, this kid was a complete stranger and had somehow managed to find this location, even when he had been keeping his energy levels low, \"Who are you?? What are you doing here?!\" he hissed angrily, trying to calm himself again, \"This is not your home!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Maybe this alien was supposed to be a guard dog? He sure whined like one, and he was all fluffy, it would make sense. Though guard dogs usually couldn't use Ki, not that it worried the kid much. Smiling amused he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees and his head in his hands. \"Oh, I'm a Saiyan genius, can't you tell? I'd tell you my name but it won't matter soon anyways.\" The alien wouldn't be around long enough to remember his name, no point in sharing it. Getting hissed at made the boy grin widely, finding T'charrl's anger amusing if nothing else. \"Me? Oh... I wanted to see the flowers and all the trees. I just love nature. But then I saw your ugly mug scarring the landscape and thought I had to get ride of you immediately.\" With a chuckle he turned around, laying upside down on the roof with his arms under his head. It sure was easy riling this one up, he'd barely done anything and he was already beginning to throw a fit. \"No, it's not my home? Oh darn, and I was*sure*I was on Kortal. I guess I should probably be on my way then, huh? Or...\" He paused, grinning and extending an arm as he gathered a sizable Ki blast. \"I can just kill you!\"\n\nShu was having a blast flying around, even if he didn't exactly have it down yet. Hey, it was easier to learn something if you enjoyed it though right? Hopefully this meant Shu would be a master in no time. Takeshi couldn't quite say why his brother felt he had to use his hands to direct himself, though rarely did the little guy go for conventional tricks anyways. Smiling amused he watched Shu flutter about without a care in the world, finding his excitement infectious. \"You can do all sorts of tricks too once you get flying down too, you know. Flips and spins and other things. And you can play tricks on people in a fight. Like...\" With some distance between them Takeshi flew right at Shu, making a move almost as if he were going to punch him. Just as the gap closed he used an after image, his visage flying straight through his brother as he came to rest behind the other boy. Grinning ear to ear he poked his sibling's shoulder, waving at him cheekily as he turned around. \"I doubt you'll be able to do that like I can,\" he added, placing his hands behind his head smugly, \"But you can do something like it, maybe.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't know who this guy was, but the air about his was definitely off-putting. He smelled terrible, his attitude was completely off and he had power that he was just freely flaunting around. T'charrl had to get his mind straight and think clearly, not wanting to lose it against someone like this. Hissing lowly, he narrowed his gaze slightly and moved into a defensive pose at the mention of the boy being a Saiyan. He didn't know how to identify Saiyans from non-Saiyans yet, probably none of his kind did when Takeshi came along with Shu saying they were both Saiyans too, but that didn't matter right now. Looking around quickly at the mention of the environment, he gave the boy a good glaring at, \"Ugly? You're the one with the tiny eyes and tiny snout!\" This kid was in no position to threaten him and it was easy to see he was getting all riled up. Keeping his stance, he stared at the kid but when he was suddenly threatened with a Ki blast he raised his wings and suddenly jumped with a great spring up, darting down at the kid from a few metres above with two left swings, \"You'll do no such thing!\"\n\nShu hoped he would be able to fly without crashing by the end of the day, his enthusiasm for what was happening well beyond the thought of eating right now. It was rare for him to have this much attention in doing something, but he recognised how important it was for him to learn all of this and how he was supposed to get back on Takeshi's level of learning when it came to Ki control. Having fun propelling himself backwards at a slow pace, he looked to Takeshi curiously before squeaking when Takeshi decided to fly straight for him, looking like he was going to hit him. Raising his limbs to cower behind, he shut his eyes tight and braced for impact only for nothing to happen, a finger instead being prodded into his shoulder. Squeaking a little, he looked to Takeshi and frowned, shaking his head, \"I don't want to do that! It's mean! I could have wet myself…\" he spoke, looking down at himself before trying to grab Takeshi, \"I wanna learn how to slow down or stop if I'm going really fast though! I don't want to crash again!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]
"Oh... Did I strike a sensitive chord? I think I hit the alien's bad side!" the boy teased, smiling amused despite being threatened. Tiny eyes and snout? Really? What did that even mean? Maybe freakishly large eyes were a thing on his world, if that was the case then the whole planet was just odd. Getting a little weary of T'charrl again he lifted up a hand, firing off yet another Ki blast at the alien and watching him evade yet again. He took to the sky this time to avoid it, making the Saiyan actually have to move. T'charrl was quick, surprisingly, and the only thing the Saiyan could do was roll backwards, plant his hands on the roof and push himself off quickly, flying backwards to dodge the incoming strikes. Grinning he gathered up another bit of Ki, tossing it at the alien's back. "And you're going to stop me? Hah, as if!" After tossing the Ki he did his best to vanish from view, moving as quickly as he could to make himself appear invisible. "I'm a Saiyan, you're a lowly alien! You can't even dream of being my equal, freak! Give up and I'll kill you quickly!" Takeshi's grin waned slightly at Shu's reaction to his trick. He didn't get it, that was a perfectly harmless thing to do. Plus it was meant for a fight, and at that point it wasn't exactly like you were being nice to the other person anyways. Sighing softly the older boy rubbed at his forehead, closing his eyes with a small smile. "It's meant for a battle, Shu. Since when are you supposed to be nice in a battle...?" he asked, making a small surprised sound as he was abruptly grabbed. Looking down at Shu perplexed he nodded his head, easing the little guy's grip off of himself. "Stopping and slowing down is kind of the same thing. If you're going one way you can stop by pushing the other way and cutting off the Ki that was moving you. It's like this..." He used his forefinger and middle finger as a 'person; and pretended to fly forward, "Say you're going really fast, so you're pushing a lot of energy out from behind you, right? To stop you have to cut off that energy AND use some in front of you slow yourself, make sense? Only enough to slow down though, if you do it too much you'll just end up going backwards." Considering these were the basics once Shu had these down they could get into the really fun stuff. Just one day and he was up in the air, he was a really fast learner. Hell, faster than Takeshi had picked them up, he couldn't help but realize that glaring fact. Trying not to be jealous over it the older boy smiled at his sibling, motioning for him to get on with it. "I'm still here in case you fall, so don't worry about trying it. Just do your thing and we'll fix any problems you have." Something had begun to bother him a short while ago, though he wasn't able to put it to words. There was still an uneasy feeling about the area however, and now it was really beginning to sink in. Looking around curiously it abruptly hit Takeshi like a brick wall when he felt a foreign Ki begin to build, eyes widening as he looked back at the direction of their home. It wasn't T'charrl, and it wasn't one of their friends. "Shu, we have to go, now." he said plainly, moving over to his brother. "On my back, we don't have time for you to fly there. There's a Saiyan here."
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