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[ { "text": "Viral was nothing compared to him, nothing compared to the might that was the Saiyans. No one could ever hope to match their unbridled strength or sheer natural talent for combat, certainly not some cheap imitation. \"You are a failed machine Viral, nothing more! A discarded memory caught in his own delusions!\" the Elite shouted back, laughing as he fired a Ki blast to the ground, intending to engulf the Beastman in the explosion. The blast nearly met its mark too before another energy struck it and held it in place. Where was that blast coming from?! Realizing the rest of the traitors were still engaged in combat the Elite came to the shocking realization that Viral was using energy of his own, and it somehow equaled his. Gritting his teeth as the beams collided, smashing and causing bursts of brilliant color, the Saiyan tried to push more power through his attack. The resulting clash of their blasts was causing the air around them to heat up rapidly, the sky above them shifting as a result. Clouds were parted and the smoke previously obscuring the sky began to clear, giving way to brighter sunlight. And with the stronger sun now came a stronger push against his own blast, slowly losing the tide of the struggle.\n\n\"I-Impossible! How are you doing this!?\" Slowly but surely his Ki was being pushed back no matter how much energy he poured into it; the sun was doing something and it was making Viral's power increasingly more powerful. \"You're a rodent, filth! You cannot be stronger than us! It's inexcusable! Die!\" With one last push the Elite flooded his blast with as much Ki as he could muster, his jaw dropping in shock as Viral's blast pushed through regardless. Unable to dodge he barely lifted his arms in time to block and was engulfed in a searing heat, taking the full brunt of the attack as it exploded around him. Before the smoke had even cleared he fell from the sky, slamming into the ground with a pained groan: arms were charred and bloodied, face was half burned, his armor all but melted away and one leg burned in several places. Breathing raggedly the Elite struggled to push himself up to his feet, barely managing before he stumbled forward and collapsed again, glaring up at Viral. \"Impossible... You... You can't be that strong... There's no way...\"\n\nYumi had gotten an advantage briefly when she'd changed tactics but now that was disappearing. Mobility was limited by the quills sticking out of her and the Elite was now much more cautious with his attacks, trying to bait her into making a mistake and leaving herself open. Each step sent a pain racing down her leg as her muscles contorting and relaxing shifted the quills, and she was fairly certain one in her torso had just barely missed her lungs. Dashing backwards to avoid an overhead kick from the Elite she reached up and pulled the quill from her chest, gasping in pain before throwing it at the man and missing by a few inches. With Ki in her palm she hurled a blast at him as he charged her down, clicking her tongue when he dodged by ducking beneath it. Again he tried to grab a hold of her but she evaded by jumping up and over him, or nearly did as he grabbed her by the ankle. Flailing awkwardly she could do nothing as she was dragged back down and slammed into the ground, being lifted again and slammed on the opposite side. Nearly smashed a third time she barely managed to break free by throwing a Ki blast in the man's face, being dropped and quickly kicking out, smashing her heel into his leg and bringing him down to one knee. Everything hurt as she got up again but she forced herself to take a leap forward, her left leg cocked back as her whole body contorted, swinging her full weight behind a kick that connected with the side of the Elite's head. \n\nThe sound of bone crunching and breaking was the first thing Yumi noticed when her kick connected. The second was that it was not her own, a welcome relief. When she looked at the Elite however she saw she'd missed his head and instead struck his arm, clearly breaking the limb but sparing him paralysis, or perhaps even death. The limb fell limply to his side and she tried to capitalize and kick again but her leg was caught this time and she was swung aside, being tossed into the rubble as the Elite threw a blast after her, reducing the stone around her to dust. Coughing as smoke and dirt filled her lungs Yumi unleashed Ki around herself to clear the air, trying to search out the Elite's Ki signature. When it suddenly appeared right before her she tried to react in time and throw a Ki blast at him, failing as he dropped a knee into her stomach that made her yell out in pain, losing her focus and the Ki in the process. Feeling a massive hand clasp itself around her skull she was lifted off of the ground again, slammed back down before being lifted again. Everything hurt and her head felt like it was going to break, her hands numbly reaching up and trying to pry off the hand. His grip was tightening and her skull threatened to give way beneath his strength, her screams soundless as she fought to get free.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral was putting all his power into his retaliation, forcing the man to rethink his decision to assume it was all going to be easy. It was always the same that he faced, that his opponent would completely underestimate him all because they couldn't tell how strong he was from the lack of Ki. He had trained long and hard to keep on top of everybody and yet nobody ever took heed of him and his ability to keep up. Even through all the pain and struggling he was determined to keep up even when it seemed impossible. He knew he shouldn't be using his energy too much, it was his life force he was firing each time, but so long as the sun continued to exist in the sky he was going to be able to replenish it. The one advantage he had over this man was the underestimating he was doing and was very quick to think he wouldn't be able to stand on his own. The King was right to had been concerned about the loss of him on their side, he was stupid to had listened to this guy and the others who thought it was best to just forget about him and expect him to be eliminated. He was must stronger than many normal soldiers, they had no right to think of him as a small time fighter they could easily dismiss.\n\nAs his blast tore its way through the Saiyan's attack and practically destroyed the smoky atmosphere he held steady, pushing through until he could force no more energy out. The danger to him had passed and all he was left with was a gift that definitely satisfied him. The Saiyan didn't know how to counter him at all, his Ki had been completely overridden by the power of his energy and he was left looking fairly terrible. Grinning widely he approached the falling Saiyan, watching as he landed crudely on the ground looking like he was in a right state. It was glorious, seeing how far this creature of a man had fallen already. \"What…is it that you possibly underestimated me…? Thought of me as weak? Pathetic ape…\" he spoke before kicking at the man's head after his failed attempt to move, \"You can't even begin to understand the power within my very being! You think your King was right to take advice from you to abandon me?? I was created to destroy scum like you! What do you live for…?\"\n\nAs in the moment as he could be right now he was slowly taken out of it as a certain someone's energy levels were beginning to diminish, his eyes being dragged away from the man and off to where Yumi was fighting. She had managed to face off against her opponent fine, but now she was being assaulted in the worst fashion. With an angry growl he instead abandoned the man and race for Yumi, his paw briefly going to his side before he swung his arm around, his foot pressing forward as he skidded into a stance before suddenly throwing a bomb of pure energy with his aim being for behind the Elite. He was supposed to be watching out for Yumi too, but he had become too distracted in his short space of madness and almost had her killed in the process.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral knew where his strength lay, he had earned it through intensive training and pushing his endurance to its limit. He was just trying to get to him with those quips and insults to put him down, he didn't know what he was talking about. He wasn't a copy, there was nothing like him, even the other Beastmen that had been created. He wasn't like a Saiyan, he wasn't like a human either nor was he a beast. His DNA was an amalgamation of different creatures, of course it wasn't anything unique when you pulled it apart. He just had to keep telling himself that, he was created and everything about him had a plan in mind. His power was his own, he had trained hard to accomplish everything he had. Just who was he to tell him what was and wasn't his? He would have to teach him a lesson on power later, he had to save Yumi from that disgusting Elite, he couldn't allow her to fall to that thing.\n\nApproaching her after throwing the energy bomb he growled lowly in frustration of being unable to stop her from getting into that state in the first place. He had been selfish, trying to find an excuse for him to be able to loosen up completely and yet it had caused him to overlook the condition of his teammates. Bending down beside Yumi he checked over her briefly before setting his eyes on the Elite, glaring at him as he decided he wanted to sound like a bigshot too. Just typical, it was the same with all these guys all spouting crap while trying to sound like they were still on top of everything. He would just have to destroy them both, he would just have to figure out how before he lost his mind. Getting ready to take on the Elite he was very quick to notice when things were not coming his way, but rather Yumi's way as he noticed the eyes of the Elite were on Yumi instead as he fired a Ki attack. Making a brief leap in front of Yumi he batted the Ki blast away with a backhand but had to immediately react to the sight of a car being tossed his way. Raising his arm to form a quick shield he found it almost throwing him back from the force, his energy not entirely useful at blocking physical objects as well as the pain from earlier making it harder for him to take it through endurance. Looking back briefly as the car had bounced further away from them he growled before immediately racing towards the Elite, leaping at him to try and force him down to fight him. \"Fight me head on you filthy coward!!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Should he fight Viral head on? It wasn't a question of whether or not the former commander was powerful, everyone knew he was. He wasn't some Saiyan that was blinded by his pride and tried to act big, he knew full well the risk of a fight with Viral. He'd have to find a way to make the Beastman make a mistake then and try and capitalize on it, underhanded but the only way to go. Throwing a Ki blast at the already wounded Yumi he then kicked a wrecked vehicle their way as well, watching as it was all for naught as it ricocheted off of an energy shield. Of course it wouldn't be that simple, why would it be? And just like that he was being assailed as Viral dashed across and was upon him, throwing fists that he was narrowly able to dodge. While perhaps not as quick as Yumi was each blow carried much more punch behind it, enough so that the very air around Viral's fists felt like they heated up. Being hit would spell disaster, he had to keep avoiding them and wait for an opening.\n\n\"After what you did to him? Not likely. I won't be as foolish as he was,\" the Elite answered, dashing backwards and into a building as Viral narrowly missed pummeling him again. From inside the building he gathered two Ki blasts and threw the first out of a lower window, flying through a hole in the upper floor and throwing the second out of the second story. Keep his distance until there was a clear way to win, that's all this would take. Using the cover of the explosions he burst out of the building and tried to land a blow on Viral, flying out behind him and swinging around a leg at the back of his head, hoping to cripple him in a single, powerful strike.\n\nMoving hurt, thinking hurt, breathing hurt. Yumi's entire being hurt right now yet she still tried to move and get up as she heard fighting continue on around her. Unable to stand she'd gotten as far as rolling over and getting onto her knees, her vision blurry as she tried to pick out how everyone was faring. The twins were winning their duel, she could see rubble flying around and missing as they pummeled their opponent. Kabocha and Leto were making relatively easy work of the soldiers too, that much was taken care of. It was only Viral and the Elites that had her concerned, could she really just let him fight both on her own. Looking around she spotted the Saiyan a ways off, still on the ground and probably staying there for a while, judging by his burns. So just the man she'd fought then, where was he? Two Ki blasts drew her attention towards a building and she watched worriedly as he darted out following them, trying to attack Viral in the process. Gathering her own energy Yumi waited for the man to stop moving before hurling a blast at him, managing to catch him in the back just as he'd appeared and knocking him away. She couldn't move but she could still fire, she'd make sure Viral wasn't caught unawares.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral was placing his health in a rather precarious position with how hasty he was becoming, his focus being at the bare minimum with his largest aim being to beat down these Elites through any means. Throwing his punch he growled as he instead missed, landing heavily on his feet as he watched the Elite dash away to remove themselves from the area, taking shelter in a building. Growling lowly he chased after him, but noticing the blast he had to instead swipe his paw at it to block it as it exploded in his face. Holding his ground, he had his paws raised as he noticed yet another blast out above him. Now he was definitely starting to get angry again, this Elite was proving to be a bigger pain than the other, even though one had managed to pummel him more. He was equally furious at the pair of them.\n\nLooking around for the Elite again he spun around when his senses kicked up, spotting the strike but unable to really act as a Ki blast fired out at him, blasting the Elite away. Looking to where it came from he noticed Yumi was kind of moving around, not much but still moving around. She didn't need to help him, she wasn't supposed to after nearly dying like that. \"Don't help me when you are barely able to move!\" he shouted at her, looking borderline furious to see her even trying to help, \"I can handle him myself! You just concentrate on helping yourself!\" She was out of it a second ago so her moving and drawing attention to herself was just going to make her the target again. He needed to do this himself to protect her, he needed to win. Heading straight for the Elite again he went in for the attack once more, aiming to try and drive the man into the ground and keep him there so that he may destroy him for good. With Yumi drawing attention to herself showing off the fact that she wasn't unconscious still he was even more stressed to succeed, knowing he could no longer distract others from her presence successfully. With a larger goal now, he tried to fight head on rather than use his energy again, even with the sun's presence. He was going to endanger himself further by constantly using it unless necessary and right now he could put up a fight even if he had to chase his opponent into the ground.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Unbelievable, how had Viral gotten his strength back so quickly? They had anticipated Rebel interference on Lioma to be sure and had planned for the worst, but this? The Beastman shouldn't be as strong as he was, the collar's removal should have crippled him beyond repair. So how then was he fighting with such fury? Forced into a corner the Elite had no choice but to discharge more quills from his body, relieved when Viral ceased the pounding and he had a chance to get up. A dull throb in his skull, one eye slightly swollen shut, his chest ached and one of his arms was nearly dislocated. Reaching up and popping the limb back into place he frowned as Viral began spouting nonsense, scoffing before shaking his head.\n\n\"And who will defend the planets who cannot defend themselves? You? The rebels?\" the Elite fired back skeptically, \"Korian 'liberates' worlds then leaves them vulnerable, he's hurting them. Sacrifices must be made to ensure as many people survive as possible and that's what we're doing, we're trying to protect as many as we can. I know what I fight for, Viral, do you?\" The Saiyan's methods were without a doubt vicious, he would never argue that. He and his own had been on the receiving end of their attacks until he and a handful of others agreed to conscription, in exchange their world was protected. The Rebellion had no such offers, they simply wanted to undo whatever the Saiyan empire had established. Fools, they were dooming the worlds that would be saved. As for worlds like Lioma, worlds that threatened to unravel everything they had worked for, well, this was what they got. It was what they deserved for threatening everyone so callously.\n\n\"The only thing that is pathetic is you, Viral. You've fought for both sides, committed atrocities and still claim to be a better man? I know what I do and I do not always agree with it,\" the Elite continued, wiping blood trickling down his eye with the back of his hand, \"But at least I have been loyal to one cause, and everything I do is to ensure a better future. And I will not allow you to endanger everyone because you believe your path is the only way.\" Against Yumi his speed had become ineffective, but against Viral he might have a little more luck. The commander was powerful but not the quickest, so long as he could outpace the Beastman he would be victorious. Lowering himself down slightly he let his Ki channel through his body and to his legs, the muscles in which tensed before bulking out as they gained mass and strength. Then, with a single kick off the Elite dashed across the way at Viral and attempted to deliver a single powerful punch, using the momentum of his run to send the Beastman flying.\n\nYumi had heard Viral loud and clear but that didn't make abiding by his wishes any easier. He probably would win against the Elite on his own but there was always a chance something went wrong too; Viral could die if he made the slightest mistake. Unable to live with herself at such a prospect Yumi struggled to get off of the ground, getting to all fours and trying to follow the fighting before her, hoping she could get an opening. Seeing the Elite kick off and charge down her friend she attempted to gather Ki and blast him away again, gasping and instead falling back to the ground as something pulled her leg out from under her. Rolling onto her back she saw the other Elite grabbing and holding onto her, kicking down and hitting him in the face until he let go. Trying to crawl away then she let out a yelp as he threw a Ki blast into her back, collapsing again and staying against the floor for a good moment. Her body just wouldn't listen to her, no matter how much she pushed her arms felt as heavy as steel beams, no amount of sheer willpower was going to get her up. To make matters worse her leg was grabbed again while she was down and she was lifted up, hanging upside down haplessly as the Elite held onto her. \n\n\"If you think we're so easily beaten...\" the Elite began, sneering as he drove a hard knee into Yumi's stomach, \"Then you're bigger idiots than we thought! I'll teach you to underestimate us!\" Lifting her higher still he laughed as her face crumpled in pain from the strike earlier, throwing another punch at her face and dropping her in the process, kicking out and kicking her away as she fell to the ground. \"You're nothing against the might of the Saiyan empire, nothing but dust in the wind, insects beneath our feet! Let me send you off to Otherworld, it's the only thing that can still be done for someone as pitiful as you.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral couldn't find the logic in it, there was nothing good that could come out of this and everything that was happening on this planet told that story pretty well. He was a witness to the atrocities committed, he was part of all that as the Elite said, but seeing partly what those monsters could do told him it was pointless to purge. He wasn't in the wrong for seeing that, especially when this planet had been fairly loyal to the Saiyans before with soldiers. He needed answers, but it seemed the Elite barely had any himself. Growing in frustration already he narrowed his eyes at the question, flexing his claws. \"What I fight for…I don't fight for the rebels…\" He had no choice when it came to the rebels or not. If he didn't do what they asked of him he wouldn't be welcome, not after all he had done while showing little regret to it all. He wasn't like any of them, he didn't agree with how they did things and Korian was looking for any excuse to throw him in jail even if the others opposed it. The others could protest, but eventually Korian would prove that he was right.\n\nThe fact was nobody knew what path he was taking and was all simply assuming he was allied with the rebels. He barely knew where he wanted to go in life either, he was just riding the wave with no destination hoping things would get better for him. Nothing was going better, he was stuck in a state of monotony and struggling and it was driving him mad. He was constantly being forced into war even after being told he didn't need to suffer anymore. He was completely losing his mind the longer he was here being taunted, the longer he remained in the warzone. He was supposed to be strong, he wasn't supposed to be falling for these taunts and questions. Trying to find his focus again he growled as he noticed the Elite was powering up, but it was already too late as he tried to block the punch and found it to be impossible as he held no weight against the ground and went flying off his feet.\n\nGoing flying back he was stunned after the punch, crashing through the wall of a building until he finally stopped in a pile of rubble. He was durable but hardly as durable as someone who could create a Ki aura to block the damage. He was doing the right thing, all of this was for a just cause and he was in the right. To fight for nothing was to make life pointless, especially for him. He had nothing if only his ability to fight and protect and if he could do none of that then there was nothing. The sounds of battle still continuing outside continued to ring through his head, he had to get out there again and keep fighting before it was all gone. He couldn't let that Elite steal his purpose away from him, he couldn't fail this war.\n\nSlowly pushing his body off the rubble he stood with an arched aching back, his body already having sustained a lot of damage but his ability to fight still going. Growling lowly he looked up and out of the ruins, but what he spotted was only going to make him furious. He saw Yumi being beaten once again, the Elite taking pride in what he was doing as he mercilessly punched and kicked her. As if each kick made was projected onto him instead his usual focus crumbled away too, his anger rising and his mind being thrown right out the window. Making a sudden wild dash he ran straight for the Elite, his claws bared as he went straight for him. \"I'll tear your face off!!\" he shouted wildly, his expression maddened as if going savage.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Our King wanted to use you as a weapon! He could have destroyed you at any time!\" the Elite shot back, bristling and attempting to bury Viral in a hail of quills, \"He'll see your head on a platter for this, don't you realize that?! Your victory here is hollow if you win! You're only signing your own death warrant!\" Why would they fight him? Why would anyone fight the King? He was far too powerful to oppose and anyone who dared try saw their planets enslaved or utterly destroyed, succumbing to his rule was their only option. Landing back on the ground the Elite tried to focus Ki and blast the Beastman away but stopped short of firing when Viral was upon him. Leaping back to avoid being torn to shreds he reached out and caught Viral's foot, using it to spring himself up and kick him in the jaw, again to seemingly little effect. Cursing he landed and jumped away, panicked at seeing energy gathering in his maw once more. Amassing as much Ki as he possibly could he fired back at the beam and immediately began to struggle, the difference in their powers was like night and day. Sliding back along the ground as he fought for command the Elite noticed his own energy beginning to wane, his beam slowly being pushed back despite all of his efforts to maintain the blast. Gritting his teeth he shouted in frustration right up to the point where Viral's energy utterly eclipsed his own, his shouts being drowned out as he was engulfed by the intense heat, not even smouldering ash left in his place as the beam finally stopped.\n\nImpossible... He wasn't a Saiyan, he wasn't anything even of this world, every bit as unnatural as the beasts he was created to fight. So why then... Why was he so powerful?! The King could likely defeat Viral still but he would be a distraction to the Empire and its efforts, a distraction that could seriously hinder them. They had to die here then, the Beastman and his little entourage of would be heroes. \"You will not defeat the Empire... You will buckle beneath its heel!\" the Saiyan shouted, grinning as he struggled to sit again, \"In fact you will not leave this planet, I will make certain of that!\" There was only one option left to him that might ensure Lioma fall and these traitors along with it. With his body largely useless he could only muster Ki for attacks now, and there was one attack which would kill them if it succeeded, along with himself though he was willing to pay such a price. Taking whatever Ki he had left as well as that around him the Elite began to take on a slight glow as energy built up around him, crackling and hissing like electricity and slightly pulsing, illuminating the area around him. \"I'll take you all to Hell with me, every last one of you! You and this wretched city!\" the Saiyan laughed, his Ki beginning to grow rapidly to the point where it would erupt. He'd take the whole city and its people out with him in a massive blast, they were all as good as dead.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral saw no reason to keep this creature alive any longer if it couldn't do anything other than spout insults that felt empty and panicked most of the time, his patience worn as thin as it could get. He was always going to be insulted as if it was going to get to him no matter his form, that was his entire life and all he could remember so it getting to him was simply turning the whole thought into an absolute confirmation. There was never a positive aimed at him, or at least he never noticed them if they ever happened so embracing it made it easier to fight rather than allowing it to destroy him. This Elite was just being desperate at this point and it was time for him to die as his use had since past; he was unable to kill him even in desperation mode, his form was too strong for him. Deciding his fate he blasted out a sun beam, continuing the blast until there was nothing left of the Elite he cut it off, his energy still dropping rapidly even with the sun blaring in the sky. Hissing lowly, he slowly stepped away from his spot, ending with a snort as he turned his attention to the remaining evil.\n\nThis Saiyan was about beaten, it should be easy to take care of him. Hissing, he turned towards him before slowly moving towards him, using the Saiyan's hesitation to gather energy again. There was nothing stopping him now, he was as good as dead. Approaching the Saiyan again he growled as he just decided to run his mouth again with empty threats, or at least he thought they were empty. Not understanding what he was talking about at first he hesitated for a moment before he started to notice the energy building up. There was no way this man was actually doing this, it was building up to be a last resort that could destroy everything surrounding it. Snarling, his instincts told him to retreat as far as he could and shield himself, but that tiny spark of humanity inside him reminded Viral that the others were still close by, Yumi especially. With no real window to try and grab everyone for a retreat he snarled and raced forward. \"You're taking nothing with your miserable soul!!\" There wasn't much he could do other than try to limit the explosion as best he could, he had the energy and hopefully the durability to at least try. Leaping straight at the Saiyan he made a grab for the source, immediately raising one of his shields to surround himself and the Saiyan before the Ki erupted. The shield expanded from the sheer amount of energy he was trying to contain as his transformed state fought to keep him from being torn apart. It was all he could do to prevent massive damage to anyone. As his body fought to stay transformed and together he roared in pain, his feet scraping across the rapidly crumbling ground still within the shield before there was a loud shatter that rang above the explosion. The remainder of the explosion ended up exploding in a shockwave and Viral was unable to do anything about it as he was sent flying with it, his form dissipating in a cloud of his own energy and blood as he was blasted away with no means of resistance, crashing through debris before finally coming to a halt as a solid wall stopped his unwilling trip.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"It worked though, he's d-dead and you're still here,\" Yumi whimpered, her lips trembling as she tried to force a smile to them unsuccessfully. Viral was adamant about not dying yet it was hard not to fear the worst with how poorly he looked. She couldn't relax, not until a doctor looked at him and told them he would be okay. For now all that could be done was a haphazard bandaging job with scraps of cloth, she would have to hope that it would suffice. Wiping at her eyes with her wrists Yumi took a long, deep breath and tried to settle herself, looking up and nodding appreciatively as Leto began to clear rubble to make reaching Viral easier for the medics. Half-tempted to pick him up and move Viral out herself she'd reached forward before halting when Choi warned her against it, her ears folding flat as she lowered her gaze.\n\n\"You're right... But we need to find help...\" she mumbled sadly as she withdrew, resigning herself to having to wait.\n\n\"Kabocha and Kai are doing just that my dear Yumi. Fear not, they will return and our friend Viral will be saved yet!\" Leto boomed reassuringly, \"A true man will not go down so easily, this is...\" he paused, straining to shove aside a large slab of rockwall, \"Merely... Hng... A set back!\" \n\nYumi did sincerely hope Leto was right and Viral would be okay from all of this. But there was no Vegeta here to fix him quickly, nor Aito, or any of the fantastic doctors that had helped them before on Uuonoe. Here they were in a war torn city desperately trying to find a medic that wasn't already busy working with the countless other injured there doubtless were. Sighing somberly Yumi looked at Viral again before crawling over to him, wincing as pain shot up her arm and sitting down beside him, getting as close as she could without actually touching him. Between the pain in her skull and her arm she almost felt like passing out, but between residual adrenaline and her concern for Viral she couldn't possibly do that. \n\nIf it weren't for the fact Viral desperately needed medical attention Kabocha might well have dropped the doctor by now. After the millionth time of being yelled at and demanded to be released he stopped in mid-air and glared down at the doctor, shaking him slightly and watching as he clung desperately to his arm. \"Look doctor, this guy is possibly dying over here and he's the reason you're even still alive right now. We're helping him and that's that, the other soldiers can wait.\" What right did this man think he had demanding anything of them? It was because of the rebel forces here that their world wasn't in ashes right about now, if they needed something then these people should be jumping at every chance to do so.\n\nFortunately not having to fly awfully far to find help meant it didn't take long for Kabocha to return with help. It was curious to not see Kai around but he figured he'd gone off for some more help, leaving it be as he set down outside the ruined building. The doctor was quick to move away after he was released but Kabocha quickly grabbed hold of his coat again to stop him from walking off, narrowing his eyes and pushing the man forward. \"I'm running on fumes here, don't make me waste the last bit of energy kicking your butt,\" he threatened halfheartedly, watching as the doctor gave him a look of discontent before heading over to Viral. Seeing the doctor slow down when he got close enough to properly see Viral made him worry, and when the doctor rubbed at his face it made Kabocha shift nervously on the spot. Unless things were different here it was usually not a good sign that the doctor looked that concerned.\n\n\"I'm guessing you're the one that needs help, my word...\" Well the Saiyan had been wise to seek help, this man's injuries were far more serious than any of the soldiers he'd been tending to. Obviously heavy blood loss, possibly ruptured organs and clear abrasions and burns, and that was only what could be seen at a first glance. If this man was to have any hopes of survival he had to be transported somewhere and be operated on immediately. \"Do you have a vehicle nearby? He needs to be moved immediately,\" the doctor said, looking to Leto and Choi. \"And you young lady, can you stand? I know you're injured as well but we're pulled thin as it is. If you're able to move then you'll have to wait.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Kai figured there might be a vehicle somewhere in the city, it would be pretty bad to go out and try to find one. If you were a soldier and you needed to get into the city quickly, you wouldn't fly in without some armour like a vehicle. High class soldiers were normally durable enough to withstand an explosion or fast enough to escape one so there was no problem regarding whether they were just going to get blown out of the sky; although, when it came down to it he sure did hope that he wasn't only going to come across vehicles that had met that kind of fate. It was a dire state of emergency he was in and absolutely had to find a vehicle that was still functioning. There was a lot of vehicles around, but a lot of them were either partially destroyed or too small for what they needed it for. There had to be some sort of military vehicle still out there that he could take, at least one that was big enough and still functioning.\n\nJust when he thought he was out of luck and ultimately going to fail he soon spotted a small military carrier sticking out of some rubble that didn't look completely destroyed. It appeared to had been abandoned because it got stuck and they didn't want to spend too much time trying to get it out, or at least that's what he hoped. Flying down quickly he started clearing the rubble by blasting it apart, not much caring for his Ki levels at this point as he tried to clear the front. Blasting away much of the large pieces of rubble he quickly jump into the still open hatch at the back, rushing to the front before jumping into the driver's seat.\n\nKai had never actually driven anything before. He had always either been a passenger or travelling in a pod which was always on autopilot. He knew how the buttons worked, he had watched it before, but now he had to figure out how to get it started. Looking around desperately for what might bring it to life he found what was a pretty basic key sticking in the ignition. Almost thinking that they would have something more like a button to get things going he turned the keys, holding them in place before gasping as the vehicle came to life. Well that was lucky, even though it was slow to start it still functioned fine. Feeling a little nervous he looked around at the controls before settling to try and turn it out of the dusty rubble, managing to get it moving slightly before it started to turn while rising into the air. Well that was done, now he had to get out of there without crashing the vehicle and take it back to the others.\n\nViral in the meantime was feeling really rough with things not getting better the longer he was here for. He didn't know how much longer he could stay awake for as his lack of non-blurry vision was making it hard to see anything that might indicate that he was still conscious. Hearing Leto speak of him just made him angry too, as if he was needing to survive just because he wouldn't be called a 'true man' otherwise. Such words were certainly one way to make him angry, but it wasn't as if he had the energy or ability to tell him otherwise. Feeling that it was growing difficult to keep active with every passing second he was soon alerted to the sounds of someone else talking nearby, only thing he didn't know who it was but assumed it was some sort of doctor. He wondered what the man could even do to help him, it's not like he could be dealt with here immediately in the dust and from the sounds of it he had no vehicle. Slowly raising his head he grit his teeth through the struggle, trying to look to see who the man was through the blur that was probably blood in his eyes. He didn't know much other that they needed a vehicle to receive any treatment, but who knew when that would be found since one of the twins went off to find one.\n\nLuckily enough, it wasn't long until the sound of an energised vehicle could be heard with a rather nervous Kai trying to drive it. Kai was barely old enough to drive legally, nevermind doing something like this. Trying to land it he had to try and force it to stop first, swinging around in a circle before landing it properly with the engine still running. That was a fair chore and scary too, especially when he didn't know if he would ever be able to land it properly. He had left the hatch open, but it didn't seem like he had the chance to consider trying to close it anyway considering how long it felt he took trying to get the vehicle. Either way, Leto was definitely the only one qualified enough to drive it when he wasn't even 18 yet and had never had the responsibility to drive a military standard vehicle with people inside, one who was in a critical condition especially.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "There had been a collective sigh of relief when Kai returned with a shuttle for their use and it appeared to be large enough to carry them all. Moving Viral was going to be very difficult given his injuries and the doctor was certain to stress as much, addressing anyone who seemed able bodied enough to work. \"Anyone who can help carry him to the shuttle. We need to keep his body level and his head supported, we don't know if there is a spine injury or not,\" the doctor cautioned, pausing as he went back to the shuttle and peered inside. No stretcher or gurney or anything of the sort, they would have to lay Viral out on the seats and hold him still. \"There is a hospital not far from here we'll take him to. It's busy with other soldiers and civilians but we should find help there. Who will fly? I need to remain in back to tend to him.\"\n\n\"I know the hospital, I'll fly us there.\" Even in ruins Leto recognized the city plenty well and could find his way even now after being away for so long. A bittersweet victory to be sure, the city was destroyed but it, along with Lioma, was saved. \"Be strong Viral, your fight is not yet over. We will fly there swiftly and get you the help you need!\" Good thing the shuttles on his world were larger than those the rebels typically deployed otherwise he'd have a difficult time fitting into the cockpit. Standing before the vehicle he made a quick inspection of its thrusters and wings, wanting to be absolutely certain nothing was damaged, before climbing inside. With his knees in his chest from the seat being so far forward Leto quickly adjusted it and beamed at those outside, waving everyone in. \"Come on now, the hospital awaits!\"\n\nThey just had to be gentle with Viral then and get him on-board, easy. That being said it did Yumi's nerves no good when Kabocha, the doctor and the twins went about moving him and she watched with baited breath as he was carried across the wreckage to the rear of the shuttle. Hot on their heels the entire way she was quick to move to Viral's side when he was placed down on the seats, sitting on the floor before him and placing one of her hands on his paw. \"You're doing great Viral, we'll be there in no time,\" she spoke in a soft voice, as if worried speaking too loudly might somehow worsen his condition. Glancing back as the shuttle bay door was closed she smiled nervously, moving closer to be sure to keep Viral still if he was jostled at all. As the vehicle rose back into the air she felt her head become light and the room spun slightly, biting her lip and groaning as she rested her forehead against the edge of the seats. She definitely had a concussion, no question about it.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Kai was pretty glad that driving the shuttle was something he definitely didn't need to do now, or hopefully at all for a while when given that much stress to be quick and drive fast. If he was going to learn driving in the future he'd rather it just be for general use and not for emergencies or warzones, he didn't need that in his life. Having Leto decide to take over driving was probably for the best so long as he didn't jolt the vehicle around and cause a lot of discovered and possibly the death of Viral in the process, that would just make the whole thing pointless. Everybody was needing seen to, but Viral definitely more than anyone else. For now he was going to have to help out his brother and the others with getting Viral into the back without jolting him too much, definitely a fair big task to undertake if he was to survive. It didn't matter if he got covered in blood doing it, he was already bloodied and bruised after the last battle.\n\nAs the twins moved over to Viral they both moved in sync to get Viral hoisted off the ground safely and with as limited jolting as possible. Despite everyone helping they both felt pretty weak, having used up most of their energy fighting. It was a bad time for everyone and hopefully the hospital hadn't actually been blown up in the fighting. Viral went a little nuts at the end and blew up a fair bit, so hopefully he hadn't actually ended up blowing up his only salvation too. Once he was in the vehicle the twins both moved over to their own seats, Choi feeling more relieved than Kai for finding the time to relax. Choi wasn't very good at handling stress and the possibility of death, it just wasn't a very nice thing to experience and he was going to be stressing out about it for the rest of the day until everybody was stable once more. He especially didn't like it when someone like Yumi was clearly upset, but there wasn't much he could do about that either.\n\nViral really didn't like the whole moving process, especially when it made it even worse to try and stay awake. He had already lost a fair volume of blood so feeling dizzy along with the pain and exhaustion was not a good combination. Everything was just a swirl in his eyes and he could no longer really see, just the sounds of others around him that sometimes faded briefly. Feeling the solid surface of the vehicle again he felt some relief, but not a lot as everything just continued to remain bad. He was trying to hang on but he didn't know how much longer he could keep it up and remain awake. Hearing Yumi only slightly as she decided being quiet was better for him he grunted, moving his head slightly. \"If…I died…Aito would kill me…\" he spoke slowly, sounding like he was losing it somewhat, \"It was…my…mission…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral didn't see the point in acting brave when you had nothing to back it up with, all it did was waste your time and your opponent's time. To be yelling a bravado when you could be fighting and potentially saving other people's lives was just a waste of energy and would only further annoy your opponent. His opponents already knew how to annoy him without a bravado anyway, all they had to do was fly around him and pelt him with long ranged attacks and he wouldn't be able to do much about it. Even though he didn't like losing or helping the enemy, he had experienced way too many moments where he could had easily lost if his enemy didn't bother allowing him to get in such close range all while taking their time to hit him because they decided to talk about how great they are and how he's going to die. He wouldn't be surprised if most of these rebels would do the same to him if they were up against him. He couldn't remember much about the previous time the rebels fought against him, they eventually turned in to a number once he had been released under control, but a fair many of his opponents often bragged about their abilities without actually demonstrating it.\n\nHaving a general dislike for the rebels was probably not helping him think that these people might end up doing something spectacular in battle or be able to follow his instructions if he did train them. Grunting, he looked to Vegeta in mild annoyance before away again. \"Put any of them in front of me to fight against and they'll be stinking of nerves…\" As much as he wanted his opponent to fear him, he'd rather it not be when there's no danger and is purely for training. He didn't care if his opponents feared him, but when he was clearly supposed to be an ally he just had the same problem he had with the Saiyans.\n\n\"Tch! You rarely fight so of course you lost to someone who was reciting moves from a book…\" It certainly showed that Vegeta was a pretty bad fighter simply using his Saiyan heritage when he had the strength but none of the technique. \"At least they won't have to worry about you killing them, seeing as how you got beat by them…\" If this was going to be the entire class then he didn't know if he truly wanted to do it, especially if there was going to be people who were going to be thinking all sorts of rather horrible things about him. He didn't know if he would be able to handle the mental pressure of knowing there was many people around him all staring at him, all thinking those opinions of theirs. He knew he shouldn't care about what others thought about him, but it was a matter of having to work with them that made it get to him. If they were only caring about avoiding his eyes and feeling worried that he was going to lash out at them, then he was going to have a hard time concentrating on the task at hand.\n\nLooking briefly around at the rebels as he watched them all start talking amongst each other with some still training, he grunted a sigh before looking to Vegeta at the suggestion for lunch. He really didn't feel like eating much nor did he feel like going to see June and possibly Aito. He didn't want to, even though he'd feel a little guilty knowing June went through the trouble of making Vegeta something only for Vegeta to follow him elsewhere like everyone did. None of them were going to let him go alone, at least not until they knew he wasn't going to leave them all; it wasn't as if he could be tracked, after all. \"I do not want to go to that house…I'd rather go to the city…\" he sighed as he turned, heading out, \"I highly doubt I'll run in to anyone there, after all…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "She had done a lot of difficult things in life. Learn a dozen and a half martial arts styles, help defend Earth from Saiyans, travel the galaxy and fight. Yumi was no stranger to struggling and rising above the occasion. It seemed like, however, she had finally met her match: trees. Rose she did, swinging from branch to branch, only to plummet and nearly hit the ground each time. Swinging yourself was the easy part - it was no different than bars at a gym. No, the hard part was swinging from branch to branch and managing not to propel yourself into a tree. Shu made it easy and had the benefit of the tail to help him.\n\nPinwheeling her arms and reaching for a branch, Yumi yelped. Her fingertips scraped against the branch and she fell towards the ground only to stop herself with her Ki. A sigh escaped her lips and she looked up at Shu, smiling as she floated up to meet him.\n\n\"You make this look so easy! I mean it makes sense - you do this all the time, but wow.\" Yumi laughed, settling down on the branch beside Shu and exhaling. She looked down at the gloves on her hands and clapped them twice, wiping away wood chips and bits of moss and dirt. Perhaps she'd been too optimistic when she'd told Shu she would be swinging through the forest with him today. An hour later and the most Yumi had managed were three branches in a row, and that had been at the start of the afternoon. \n\n\"It's fun though! I can't wait until I can do what you do.\" From her bag she took out two containers of juice, handing one to Shu before breaking open her own. \"Flying is fun, but it's mindless. You just go, it's almost like floating down a lazy river. Swinging though...\" Yumi took a long drink and sighed, smiling at Shu. \"Thanks for letting me come with you. This has been really great.\" Tucking away her drink she hooked her legs about the branch, smiling and falling back, swinging and hanging upside-down. \"So any tips, special instructor Shu? Anything you think I could try better?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu was fair excited to be able to get out and about without any real stress like having to worry about training or being beaten to try and do something he didn't want to do. It was about time that he was let out to go and do what he wanted rather than having to work, especially with Yumi. Yumi didn't ask him to do things that scared him or caused him pain, so it was always nice to know when he was going out with Yumi it was going to be a pretty relaxing time. Being out and about meant he could have some fun, which meant doing whatever he wanted which mostly consisted of swinging around in the trees and stretching his limbs. He didn't get to go out and be himself too often, everyone preferred to be on the ground and doing whatever they wanted to do, but it seemed Yumi was more than willing to try and do what he did to have fun.\n\nHe did enjoy swinging around. It helped his balance and exercise, not to mention it helped strengthen his arms when he felt he hardly used them anymore other than fighting. Walking around on only his feet was all fine, but it felt like his arms were missing out. He could have a balance rather than simply upright and only using his arms for throwing punches or lifting things. He was having plenty of fun, but it didn't appear that Yumi was having quite as much fun as he was. \"Ooh! It easy when you know how do!\" he squeaked, swinging around happily in one place, \"Need to reach more! Reach and swing and fun!\"\n\nHe was definitely having a fair bit of fun, at least. Even if they hadn't really moved he didn't need to travel far to do what he wanted to do. It was no race through the trees like Takeshi might make it out to be. Pulling himself up on to the branch he was hanging from he sat quite happily, kicking his feet out a little bit as Yumi joined him. He did wonder if she was enjoying her time swinging around, she seemed to be but he could never be sure. He wasn't great at reading people's voices over watching how they acted and moved, especially their expressions.\n\nStaring up at Yumi he smiled happily, squeaking a little when he was given a juice. Watching how Yumi opened hers he slowly opened his in the same way, having a little drink from it. \"…Ooh? Fly like floating on river? That dangerous…\" he spoke, trying to imagine the similarity but he didn't swim. Staring down at his juice for a moment before looking back to Yumi, staring at her as she decided to have a little swing at the same time. \"You like? Ooh! Tips? Tips…\" he spoke, trying to think of something that Yumi might be able to do. She didn't have a tail so talking about that that wasn't going to help. \"…You…like umm…you swing with legs! Arms just there to hold, but legs make big swings when you swing legs! If legs go near branch instead of arms, grab with legs! No need for tail…maybe…oooohhh…maybe…?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Hurt was an understatement. Was it possible to break your butt? Yumi pulled herself onto the branch and crouched rather than sat, tentative of her aching backside. \"I'll keep that in mind, thanks Shu!\" Less stony? Less power? So was she being too rigid? That was fair, she was unsure of herself and probably tensed up while swinging about. Shu tended to grab with whatever limb was nearest to the branch; Yumi knew she didn't have that luxury but she could still try. \n\n\"I get it! I think... Be more loose, stop trying to force it, right?\" She couldn't help but laugh at Shu's question. Her palms ached sure - her backside definitely was sore - but she could keep going. \"I'll have some blisters when we're done but that's no big deal. Let's keep going!\" Whether she was getting it down perfect or not didn't matter. She was having fun, Shu was having fun, and that was the whole point of the day really. If she managed a new skill then that was just icing on the cake. \n\nYumi got back onto her feet and tested her balance. Still good. She looked for the nearest branch to swing and lowered herself back into a squat, inhaling and focusing her eyes solely on the branch. With one big leap she jumped the gap, reaching out and grabbing the branch, holding on and swinging back and forth, building momentum. When she let go she made it to the next branch with ease, and after kicking her legs a few times, the next as well. She managed to make it through three trees before her fingers slipped around a branch and she fell. Barely catching herself on a lower branch she hung there for a moment, giggling and pulling herself up onto it. \"See? I've only almost died twice!\" She joked, sitting down and waving up to Shu. \"I think I'm getting the hang of it! Get it? Because we're... Swinging...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu did wonder if he explained it right, he knew Yumi had an easier time than Takeshi or the others for sure especially when he was panicked. It was easy to get panicked when your words didn't quite get through to the other person, something that often happened in high tension situations. Nodding quickly when Yumi made an attempt to understand what he was saying he smiled, bouncing on his spot before sitting down with his legs sprawled. More loose! Yes! Loose!\" She could probably do it properly if it wasn't for the fact she was probably hurting about now, but then again it wasn't as if she was weak skinned or anything. His skin on his hands and feet were strong and durable, stronger than hers most likely, but she still had all that training from fighting so surely grabbing branches and what not was nothing compared to other things she could had done.\n\nStanding up quickly again he watched her from his spot, tilting his head to see if she might be able to get it this time. He didn't like the sound of 'blisters', but he did hope she wasn't going to get them too badly after this. He would feel bad if she got something from all of this, especially if it was going to be sore. \"Ooh! No, blisters bad!\" No wanna that!\" he spoke quickly, bouncing back up in to the trees. Maybe they shouldn't do this for too much longer, it would be nice to take a break and have some food after all. Lots of swinging made him hungry and Yumi was probably not having a terribly good time after falling on the branch so hard.\n\nOnce Yumi was back up be watched her carefully, tilting his head as he waited to see what she might do. Once she was off again he bounced after her, almost anticipating when she might fall but instead she managed a whole host of branches, or at least enough for him to call a lot for her. Getting all excited he chased after her, only to watch her fall to a lower branch instead. Stopping quickly on the branch she would've landed on he turned himself around and looked at her with a curious gaze, tilting his head. He didn't know if she was okay or not at first, but when she giggled he let out a sigh, sitting down on the branch. \"No die! Far from dragon balls!\" he squeaked, bouncing a little. \"Swing fun! Yeah! Maybe soon more branches! Swing all day! It hurt for you, though! That bad…maybe…food time? Food time! Treats after swinging! Yes maybe?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "No puns with Shu. Bummer. Still, Yumi found herself enjoying this even if she was still struggling. It was different, and if nothing else, Shu was smiling and having fun at long last. That was more than worth a few blisters. Now was a good a time as any for a break and Shu was quick to jump on the idea of food. \"I won't actually die, don't worry.\" She tried hard not to roll her eyes. \"And sure! We've got food... Somewhere out here.\" They had packed a lunch and left it under a tree. The only question now was which one? Their practice had taken them a ways from the start, and Yumi couldn't tell the trees apart too well: it all looked the same. \n\nEventually they found their way back, and by the time Yumi sat down beside the cooler she had begun to feel the aches of the day's events. Shaking and blowing on her hands to soothe the dull throb, she fished through the cooler for their meals. \"Maybe after this we can... I don't know, try something else? Not that we have to be done swinging!\" She was quick to add that, giving Shu a small smile. \"I'm just not sure how much more my hands can take today. I'm willing to suffer a blister or two, but getting them rubbed raw?\" She shook her head and removed two containers, peeling the covers off and handing one over to Shu. June had prepared them meals for afternoon, and while made with alien food, the presentation reminded Yumi of Earth cuisine.\n\nA grainy, coarse paste served as a side - and tasted much better than it looked, served with some raw vegetables and several thin, seared slices of some type of fish. They had dessert too, and Yumi suspected Shu might be thrilled, but she'd keep it hidden for now. She took the fish and held it up to the light, inspecting it and furrowing her brow. Very thin, she could see through it almost. Taking a taste her face wrinkled at the curious flavor, unable to decide if she loved or hated it. \"Ah... Well, it was certainly nice of June to make food for us.\" Opting out of the fish for now, she scooped up some of the paste and ate that straight, gagging at how powerful the taste was. Hopefully Shu was having a better time with his meal.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu was always happy to take a break after something was accomplished, it was often something he did in the past whenever he managed to do something that pleased him. Rewards were always nice, so he was always happy when the reward could be food. Squeaking when Yumi agreed with him he bounced a little before moving to follow her, wanting to keep close to her rather than getting ahead of himself. He knew where it was, he was good at keeping track of things in forests no matter whether he had been there or not. He couldn't really show that off anywhere, they never needed to be in the forests nowadays anyway. Keeping close to Yumi he practically danced around her as if waiting for her to keep up at his pace while following her simultaneously.\n\nFinally making it to the food stash he bounced around all happily, squeaking happily at the thought of food. If there was one thing he sure did enjoy it was eating and he was very hungry already. The juice didn't really help with that hunger, it just made it a little more difficult to handle. Staring in to the cooler as she reached for the food he tilted his head upon her suggestion to do something else, giving his head a scratch as he looked away, thinking about it. \"Oooohhhh…something else! Something else…?\" he spoke, not really knowing what he was going to be able to think up that they could do. He knew how to forage, but it might be a little difficult in a place he wasn't fully familiar with. He wasn't much of a hunter, he never had been even when growing up so meat was rare.\n\n\"Maybeeeeeee…Miss Yumi has something she want to do…?\" he asked her, wondering if there was something that maybe she would like to do, like whatever someone like her would want to do. He didn't mind going to the city if she wanted to, he hadn't had enough experience in that place so it would be something for her to do, plus he didn't think she would want to use her hands all that much anymore. He wasn't very good at flying, so maybe that was something they could do. Bouncing on his toes as Yumi opened up his food for him he took it from her hastily, sitting right beside her. \"Thank yoooouuuuu…!\" Giving it a sniff he figured the food was edible, at least, so that was good. \"Ooooohhhhh, Miss June! Food is good! Why you make weird noises, though?\" Giving the pasta a try he squeaked, wiggling a little. \"Yummy! Miss June make good food! Mister Vegeta luckyyy…\" He quite liked the food, even if it was mostly savoury. His favourite may had been sweet but so long as it didn't make him sick he didn't mind it, finding the variety of flavours to be most interesting to him. \"No sure about Mister Viral, though. No see him much. Maybe he with Takeshi? No sure where Takeshi is, though! Nobody wanna be with Shu today…nobody but Miss Yumi! Ooh!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Therapy always seemed so counter-intuitive. Bring a sad person into a room and make them talk about being said. How exactly was that supposed to make someone feel better? Doing things like this, being outdoors and having fun, always worked better. That Shu appeared genuinely happy right now only reinforced the idea Aito might just not have a clue what he was doing. \"Then we won't talk about therapy! It's boring, and we're to have fun, right?\" Yumi giggled. She shifted her weight and leaned back, looking up to the canopy of the trees. Out here they were removed from everything, or that's how it felt, anyway. No fighting monsters, no war, no problems. Just them, some food, and a beautiful day to enjoy.\n\nShu's proposal made Yumi raise an eyebrow. Do what she wanted? That was a refreshing take, considering usually she just marched to someone else's drum. \"Who said I'm not into trees? I'm just learning, that's all.\" She smiled and prodded Shu's side with her finger. \"But if we want to do what I want to do, then... Let's go for that hike! We can explore, see what's out here. It'll be fun!\" It wasn't like they would get lost, either. The city sat in the center of the crater, and all they would need to do is fly up to get their bearings. Polishing off the remainder of her meal, Yumi stowed her empty container back in their bag, pulling out a sealed container. \"June got us dessert from in town too, want to see what it is?\" Rhetorical question, she was already prying open the box. Inside were kebabs, only instead of vegetables and meats, it was fruits. Candied at that, with the pieces cut into various shapes. Yumi smiled, eager to try, and handed Shu his before biting down. The chocolate made a shell and crunched, giving way to the tender, juicy fruit inside. \"Delicious!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu certainly did wonder if Yumi was ever that interested in doing things with him that she wanted rather than always doing what he wanted to do. If Yumi didn't like doing the things he liked to do, she'd never say that to him. He wasn't intelligent enough to know what people wanted to do or figure out whether people were actually interested in that kind of stuff when they were doing them. He was only a youngster in mind when it came to the rest of his friends, he had only been out and about in the 'real world' for a couple of years so everything was still new to him. He was right in his element in the forests and outdoors, but the others were not. Viral could count, but he preferred to be by himself. Therapy was definitely the last thing on his mind too, he didn't want to be thinking about all that stuff when the focus with that was always going to be control and getting over what he experienced in the laboratory. It was all a bit too miserable for him to want to be thinking about.\n\n\"Ooooh! A hike! A hike…\" he spoke, sounding pretty intrigued, but not really understanding what it was. It sounded interesting if it involved exploring and finding new things, he hadn't been on another world as extensively as this one after all. \"Ooh ooh! I wanna do the hike! What this world like, I wanna know! Shu love to explore…\" Thinking about it for a moment he squeaked when Yumi was putting away her container, scooting his over to her as she brought out another container. Staring at it curiously he looked up at her when she mentioned it was dessert, his face lighting up. \"Ooh! Yes yes! Wanna see please! Please!\" When she finally opened up the container he stared at the contents, his hand slowly reaching out for one of the kebabs. What delightful wonders were contained in the chocolate? Sniffing at the kebab curiously he soon nibbled at it, his eyes lighting up. \"Ooooohhhhh, yum yum yum!\" He didn't even know that they had chocolate on this planet, but either way he was happy to eat the chocolate covered fruit until it was all gone. \"Yummy! Love to eat! Maybe like hike too, no sure…no done hike before. No sure! Wanna keep going until tired! Maybe find something strong to fight. Not done fight stuff in a while, everyone scared of me being bad…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Watching Shu was always heartwarming, he was enthusiastic and innocent. A lot like a child, even if said child was only a few years her junior. In lieu of everything that had happened as of late, his disposition was beyond refreshing. \"You want to fight something? Well... I'm sure we could find something out here that would want to eat us.\" If the forests were anything like those back home, there would be predators galore. Beating up wildlife was hardly training for either of them, but then it wasn't really training, just a chance to stretch their legs a bit.\n\n\"Hey, just between the two of us? You're my favorite of the group,\" Yumi laughed, playfully nudging Shu with her elbow, \"I missed seeing you happy and smiling, it's really nice. I'm going to do everything I can to keep you smiling today!\" She'd already managed that by virtue of playing, but there were still plenty of hours left, and many more ideas still to try. Cleaning the skewer, Yumi flicked it to the forest floor and hopped to her feet, lithely balancing on the branch. \"So, a hike it is! No idea where we're going, or what's even going to be out there,\" she mused, flashing Shu a grin, \"But then that's the exciting part, right? No way to know without going to look ourselves!\" Yumi collected her things and dropped down from the tree, shielding her eyes from the sun as she craned her neck skyward. \"If you're ready, let's get going! Time to see what this planet's got for us!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu was rather excited to go on this little trip with Yumi, especially when it meant he was going to be able to have some fun. Going out and teaching Yumi how to swing was all fine and dandy, but he found it was pretty stressful a lot of the time when it meant potentially getting hurt or causing Yumi to get hurt. When just being out and about meant he was going to be able to have fun without the stress of teaching, he hoped Yumi would feel the same too. \"Fight for food! Maybe…maybe take food back to others? They be proud Shu do a thing almost by self…\" he spoke quickly, shaking his fists a little bit in anticipation, \"No been around here much, too busy at building. It was fun when we were looking for Dragon Balls, go out see lots of places! Lots of people! Maybe go see people sometime too!\"\n\nSpending a moment of his time to go over his own plans in his head, he smiled and shook his fists a little in anticipation, eventually stopping when Yumi told him something strange. \"Ooooooh? Favourite?\" Staring at her as she spoke he tilted his head, feeling a little confused to how she came to that conclusion. There was so many people she had met and there was her friends, so that was definitely something. Staring at her he soon began to bounce on his toes, getting all excited and happy as he began to think over what she meant. \"Ooh! Favourite! Miss Yumi's favourite?? Got big smiles today! Today good day for happy smile!\" He did wonder if this was something he could brag to Takeshi about, but then again it was probably something he would only care about on a 'it's not me so I'm mad' kind of level with him, like usual. It was funny, really, he didn't know what it meant to be a favourite, but he figured it was like his favourite food and instead of picking vegetables, bread, meat or something else, she went with fruit instead. \"Ooh! Oohhhh ready to go! We go! Food done, we go!\" he squeaked happily as he bounced around, ready and raring to get going. \"Maybe find more food! Maybe find people? Other people! Maybe they scared, though, but maybe no scared! This way! This way! We go this way to find the things!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Yumi smiled at Shu adoringly, releasing his hand to give his nose a light tap. \"That's right, we can play whenever we want. But a vacation is a little different... Maybe when we get back to Earth I can show you what I mean.\" As they walked back into the outside world the Beastman shielded her eyes carefully, trying not to go blind from the sudden change in lighting. Shu didn't take that precaution by the sounds of it, so she stopped for a moment to let his eyes adjust, smiling sympathetically. Once she was sure his vision had returned she starte walking again, tucking the basket under one arm as she offered the little Saiyan her hand again, enjoying walking like that. It was for her akin to taking a stroll with a little brother, and she wondered in earnest why Takeshi never did this. It was different for boys, she supposed, but getting to take a liesurely walk hand in hand with her young friend was very enjoyable. \"Ready to go find the others? I bet they're all waiting for us.\"\n\nVegeta was pissed, which for him to snap as quickly as he did it was unusual. Having Yumi involved on top of Viral being victimized was just what he needed to go over the tipping point, and in an odd show of aggression from him he attacked the closest enemy to him, striking Choi with a good solid punch that sent the Saiyan back a fair deal. It felt satisfying to land a blow, but there was little time to enjoy it as the other twin immediately charged at him. Feeling a shoulder drive into his stomach Vegeta gasped, being sent down towards the ground before barely blocking a strong punch with his forearm, still hitting the earth due to momentum alone. Landing had caused a small crater, and while not really injured in the least he was dazed, his head spinning as he glared up at Kai furiously. \"You're not taking my friends again, I'll kill you before that happens!\" Picking himself up off of the ground he readied himself to get back into the air, but seeing a flitting figure chase down his attacker made him pause.\n\nA fight should have been avoided, it wasn't going to fix anything. Now that blows were being exchanged though there was no helping it, not any longer. A fair bit angry over Yumi's involuntary involvement as well Takeshi chose to chase down Kai, coming right up behind him with the intent on driving both fists over head down onto the boy's back in a spike. He didn't get close enough to do that though, instead having to block a pair of feet that nearly slammed into the side of his head. Glaring beyond his arms at Kabocha his eyes darted around the area, taking a brief breather seeing that Viral had been set down below. Gritting his teeth he pushed the noble boy back, grabbing both legs and spinning before sending him hurtling awkwardly towards Choi, resuming his attack on Kai with an attempted kick of his own.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu wasn't sure how he was supposed to handle the sudden change of light other than trying to wipe it away from his eyes, opening them every so often to see if things had settled down at all. When things were finally visible and he didn't have to worry anymore about being blinded, he looked up to Yumi and smiled at her, taking her hand calmly and giving her a nod, \"I like the sound of a vacation, do you get them often? Do you want more of them? How many can you hold? Do girls have more vacations?\" he asked her curiously before he began to bounce a little on his feet, \"Ooh! I am ready! You sure you don't want to explore a little more? How far away are we? Do we know how to get back? I dunno if flying would be a good idea when the people here were a little worried by it…\"\n\nKai was pretty angry himself, the guy had attacked Choi with no warning and now his brother was in pain as a result. They were fairly close to some sort of compromise for a second, but all that went head over heels when this guy just launched himself at Choi. So they were going to have to fight for their freedom to leave, it was expected even with Takeshi trying to compromise with an already difficult situation. Readying himself, he glared down at Vegeta, keeping his fists up, \"And I'm not going to let you do that. I'm not going to be pushed around by the likes of you!\" Out of the corner of his eye, the sight of Takeshi flying at him only to be intercepted by Kabocha, his eyes quickly surveying the area for any signs of the Beastman. It was good to see he was down on the ground for now, but whether he'd stay there was just another question, he shouldn't move when he was all tied up like that. Moving quickly to his brother, he pulled him in to make sure he was okay before they were ready to fight.\n\nChoi's face was well hurting right now, but he had to pull it together and feel lucky that hit wasn't completely powered up. He couldn't let himself get caught off-guard again, he needed to pull it together. If that's how things were going to go then fine, he was going to have to fight back. Looking to his brother, he rubbed his cheek before nodding, getting into a fighting position before immediately moving after Vegeta. The brothers moved in sync together, taking hold of each other's energy and immediately throwing their own counterattacks straight for Vegeta, trying to punch him down and force him to the ground.\n\nViral felt disorientated, but that didn't stop him from feeling humiliated. He had been caught so easily and now he was being treated as just an item deposited on the ground so the Saiyans who claimed him could collect him later. With his arms tied behind his back he was going to have a hard time moving overall, not unless he managed to free himself from his bounds. Slowly moving his feet around, he tried to get a good position before he began to pull his arms, trying to force the cuffs apart through strength alone. It was going to be a lot harder considering they were made of energy, he didn't actually know how he was supposed to get out of them when it came down to it.", "username": "Mogtaki", "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 }, { "text": "\"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.\"\n\nKabocha 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.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu let out a sigh, drooping his head a little. He didn't mean to ruin all the ideas, he was just trying to get this aching feeling off his chest. Everything just seemed like a bad idea right now, he'd be alright getting some food and seeing how things went from there as well if it had to be that way. Scratching the back of his neck, he frowned a little before looking back up to Takeshi as he spoke. He really did want to help his friend, he couldn't stand the thought of letting him down when it was just a few steps away from either freedom or death, \"…I do want to help him…\" It was hard, maybe they should just keep going and see what happens and he would just have to deal with the stress like a grown up. Frowning a touch, he looked back to Takeshi at his suggestion, not quite sure what he should make of it, \"Back…? Maybe…but then we'd be going backwards\", he sighed, scratching his ear, \"Whatabout food…? Do we get some after…? What if going to the people goes badly because we relaxed with our friends? I'm kind of scared…\"\n\nViral stared down at Kabocha as he spoke, his expression hardly changing as the kid tried to do some imposing himself. He would have to prove a lot to him if he was to ever hand over his trust to ever stay on Earth, but it wasn't only that which was bugging him. Kabocha was a warrior at heart and they always sought to get stronger, the same with the twins but it was this guy who got on his nerves with his dirty looks and desire to fight or to start them. He was already a threat to him right now and that was the hardest part to admit, making him feel angry and sour towards him, \"I didn't see you not enjoying harming other people, now did I…?\" Kabocha approaching him and coming ever so close was just raising the hostility meter with Viral, it was hard to believe the guy had any sort of self-awareness with how little he was defending his point. Hardly backing down, Viral stared at him as he spoke, hardly convinced, \"Is that so…? How can that be when every Saiyan I've come across lusts for blood, even the little kid when pushed far enough. When you're free, your only desire is to continue fighting. You'll fight until your body is broken and weary all to get stronger…and for what? Do you fear those who are stronger than you like that damn King?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "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.\"\n\n\"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.\"\n\nAgain 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.\n\n\"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?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Kai found is slightly amusing that Kabocha was so focused on the tiniest of details like he was just going to get to the Earth and just stand there on the spot waiting for something to happen. He wasn't even trying to make an effort to think about it, he just was making excuses to not go. Rolling his eyes as Kabocha continued to groan about it, he waited until he was about done before he stared down Kabocha as he seemed to struggle with putting up a fight before finally giving up. Letting out a sigh he brushed his fingers through his hair, \"Just try it. The problem you're having right now is you have no plan for the future. You might as well start planning when we finally get rid of the King…besides; Kortal will probably be under the rule of that rebellion leader by the time the King drops. Do you really want to be under that?\"\n\nViral was fair crumbling at the seams, his mind feeling way too stressed out to handle what was going on and his thoughts of the future remaining negative. If it wasn't Vegeta talking to him he'd probably punch him in the face too, but then what was the point when it would barely do anything to him because he was so weak. Growling lowly at Vegeta's words, he soon stopped and kept his eyes fair averted away now from Vegeta as he kept his gaze to the ground. His little story of the past was just bringing up memories again and he couldn't decide whether he should try and focus on them like Vegeta was trying to get him to. Letting out a sigh he slowly shook his head, keeping his head pretty low, \"You already repaid it by fixing me up, all you're doing now is trying hard to find an excuse. I can't deal with it right now, I feel like I might snap at any moment. Things are not the same compared to what they used to be, just understand that\".\n\nS'uma had waited for the boys to get settled, the youngest looking fairly caught in a dream while the other was struggling to adjust. It was all okay though, she was just going to let them settle in before she was questioned by the Saiyan all in the name of Katas. Looking to Takeshi when he suggested water, she smiled as she took hold of a fancy jug that looked like it had practically been painted with jewels, pouring some crystal water into a long cup, \"There you go, cutie\", she smiled, pushing it across to Shu before picking up her own glass which was filled with golden nectar. As Takeshi spoke she drank from the glass, a long thin tongue suckling it up as if the tongue was a straw. What Takeshi was saying seemed a little strange, but fair enough when they were visitors and the business going on was simply a matter of curious thinking, \"Why yes! Although I don't know why they don't want to, it just seems a little primitive…you know?\" she sighed, smiling, \"I don't know about a peek, though. I don't know what I'm allowed to say to you…but I can tell you that it's not so much me personally buying supplies; it's just what my investment gets used for\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Yumi knew they were onto something, being filled with confidence at finally having a name for Viral's problem. Even while they struggled for a solution to it she knew now it was just a matter of time before they found the right way of going about it. Being dismissed as they were wasn't going to sit terribly well then, not when they were getting close. Giving a shake of her own hea the Beastman looked back at Kabocha, waving him off. \"Go on, I'll come with you in a moment.\" she ordered gently, already turning back to Viral. \"I want you to think happy thoughts is all, and replace the bad ones with those. You must have some, even if they're not recent. I know I've got a ton of them growing up.\" Yumi stayed quiet for a brief moment until Kabocha finally walked off, exhaling softly and taking a seat beside the tree. Smiling up at Viral she pat the spot beside her in hopes he would join her. \"Now let me see here... A happy memory...\" She mused, tapping at the ground thoughtfully. There were plenty to choose from, but what might Viral remember the best? \"I've got it! Remember when Vegeta and I were really little? We must have been like... 7 or 8 at the time... But it was a snow day and we didn't need to go to class, so you spent the whole day playing with us!\" Beaming now Yumi giggled a bit as she reminisced. \"We went out of the city and to the hills to go sledding. You were just helping us at first, but then you joined and started having fun too.\" Lips curled into a smirk she leaned over and playfully prodded Viral's shoulder, giving him a wink. \"You were smiling and laughing then, you know. So why not think about that?\"\n\n\"Yeah... Well whatever, I still say you got a head start,\" Takeshi retorted playfully, sticking out his tongue. The smell of food was pretty strong as they stood in the yard, and it was so tasty it had his stomach grumbling. Smiling brightly he began to walk towards the door as well, falling right in behind Shu. \"If they're starting already then we'll just have to crash the party! We need food too after all!\" Pushing the door open with his brother the boys wasted no time in heading right to the kitchen, Takeshi stopping to stare in excitement at the meal laid out on the table. There was a good sized roast of some kind in the center, smaller bits surrounding it. A few trays of fruit, some seared and some al dente. It all smelled so good, and by the looks of it everybody was just now sitting down getting ready to eat. Clapping his hands together cheerfully the Saiyan chuckled and walked around to one of the free seats on the other side of the table, plopping himself down and gesturing for Shu to come join him. \"Cmon, let's dig in already guys!\"\n\nKabocha had only just sat himself before the princes had come in. They seemed to be in awfully good spirits, their little task must have gone well then. The first thing out of Takeshi's mouth was a randomly delightful cheer, not something that he or the twins were used to. Cringing slightly at the sound he looked to Kai and Choi, gesturing to their old leader discreetly and smirking. \"See? He's a total whack job when around his brother,\" he whispered, taking a small glance back at Shu as well before looking back to the twins. \"Are we sure he's not the one going mental?\"\n\n\"So everything went okay then?\" Vegeta piped up, purposefully talking over Kabocha as he shot the boy a warning glance. Knowing how poorly Takeshi took failures, and the good mood that Shu was in bode well. Hopefully that meant this matter was done with, they could finally then get these boys their families and be on their way. Since Yumi was not joining them just yet Vegeta grabbed a knife and fork, standing up and beginning to slice up the roast as evenly as he could. \"Just be sure to save some for Yumi guys, she'll be here in a bit.\"\n\nTakeshi gave a curt nod in reply, already starting to snatch up food for himself as the others slowly began to as well. Yumi probably had something else going on, he figured, no reason to wait for her on an empty stomach. Though he could probably eat everything on the table right now he settled for just a portion of it, albeit a fairly large one at that. Still plenty to go around, and it was enough to hold him over until supper.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral wasn't sure what he was supposed to be thinking about, it wasn't as if it was all bugging him at this moment and even then it would be hard to think about something else when there was a primary memory running through his mind. Most of it went over in his mind when he wasn't thinking of anything in particular, sometimes it would spring up pretty badly when he was fighting and he was completely blinded by them on the frozen planet. Sliding down the tree a little, he let out an aching sigh when reality of his defeat had been made reality when it was obvious that he was to blame for harbouring so many terrible memories. He really wanted to get over his problems as soon as possible, they had plagued him for the longest time and now everyone was just overly concerned that they were getting to him to the point that they were all going to lose because of him. Barely giving Kabocha a glance as he wandered off, he gave a side glance to Yumi before looking away again, \"You know it's a lot harder than it sounds, right?\"\n\nViral stared at her, his eyes going to her hand before he let out a sigh, sitting down beside her with a solemn expression. He was willing to listen to her, but he didn't know how it was supposed to help when the memories often came back in full force while he was still aching a bit from the day before. He could remember back to those days, it was hard to remember specific years but memories like that weren't too far gone. Looking to her, he nodded a little before he slowly looked away, just reminiscing that particular day. He just did what he thought might be fun for them and they did enjoy it, \"It was you who wanted me to join in. My mind was still young\", he spoke, giving his head a shake, \"I don't think I could think of such a thing during battle, though. Neither of you would ever want to do that now too, even if it is a pleasant memory. It would probably become warped during my sleep into something hideous like everything else, so that wouldn't be a particularly good thing. I doubt it's going to be that easy to forget\".\n\nShu bounced a little, feeling pretty happy and teasing Takeshi over his losing; he didn't want to be tickled for losing, anyway. Opening up the door and pushing it a little so it'd stay open for Takeshi, he walked on into the kitchen happily but got a little fright when he saw everyone sitting down at the table besides Yumi and Viral. He figured Viral wasn't joining them for this, but he didn't know where Yumi was. Scratching his stomach before he climbed on up the chair, he bounced a little on his seat as he looked to Takeshi, nodding happily, \"Yeah! Food time, food time!\"\"\n\nShu was pretty happy right now, barely noticing Kabocha muttering to Kai and Choi about something concerning his brother as his attention was turned to Takeshi. Choi didn't exactly understand what Kabocha was muttering about, he hadn't heard what had been said between him and Kai so he was pretty oblivious; however, Kai did give Takeshi a suspicious look before looking away again. Shu stared at the roast with lustful eyes, his mouth watering at the sight of it before he hiccupped, looking to Vegeta before to Takeshi who quickly took a helping. He'd probably wait for Yumi to come back before he ate, he didn't want to make her upset if absolutely everyone had started eating without her. Looking to Takeshi, he smiled away as he ate, tilting his head slightly, \"I wonder if Miss Yumi will be long. Is she with Mister Viral somewhere?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Were she in a better mood Yumi may have cared to ask where the boys were heading off to now. At the moment however all she felt like doing was having her meager meal before hiding in her room. It was by no fault on his part, but the conversation with Viral had left her rather crestfallen and upset. Namely because she liked to think perhaps boldly that she above the others could get him to open up, it had nearly happened once before. Being unable to get him to express himself was either a fault in her methods, or she herself, she wasn't sure. Lifting her head enough to watch Takeshi move off she went about starting to eat only to pause as Shu came over. Giving him a curious look the Beastman eyed the candy he put down, frowning and keeping her eyes on it as he too walked off. A sad smile crossed her lips and Yumi turned around in her seat, just in time to wave off the brothers. \"Hurry back you two, and be safe!\" she called, turning back as the door closed. They were still going strong by the looks of it, and even Kai was lending a hand now too, albeit in a much simpler way. As downtrodden as she may feel, Yumi mused, she couldn't let herself mope, not for her sake or anyone else's. Perking up just slightly as Kai spoke she looked over at the Saiyan, managing a meek smile. \"No... I guess it's going a bit worse than I'd hoped...\" she answered, sighing.\n\nVegeta carefully took the plates from Kai and began to clean them, passing a glance over his shoulder at Yumi. She still looked to be trying to help Viral even if they'd all accepted there was nothing they could do. It wasn't that they didn't care, he told himself, but he was just beyond their help. \"He will feel better Yumi, just maybe not right now,\" Vegeta added, going back to the task at hand. \"Even if none of us can do anything I'm sure we can find someone who can. For something like PTSD there has to be treatments, whether it's medicine or therapy. And even if we need to leave Kaesstra to find it we will find it, that's a promise.\" The big question raised then was just where did they go to look? They'd not asked any of the Kaesstrians about it, though with their unusual medical practices that he'd seen already Vegeta was scarcely holding out hope. Their best bet it seemed was to be done with this world and move on, try to get to somewhere they knew for a fact would have a solution. There had been one thing that he'd considered already, though it was hardly ideal. Seeing as the Saiyans knew so much about the ailment it made sense to go to them for a solution, which meant actively seeking out a ship or outpost with a doctor. That in of itself was far from perfect, it meant they had to risk fighting, but for Viral's sake it was a risk they'd take.\n\nHaving a full stomach and the end of their mission in sight was leaving Takeshi in a rather good mood. While Viral may still be sulking and Yumi upset thereof he had no reason not to feel as good as he did. The fact that Shu's mood had improved as well help keep him in high spirits. Once certain his brother was in tow the two brothers started their journey off towards the Queen's city, though with one stop in mind before that. Viral had to be around here somewhere, and for reasons of his own the older boy hoped to bring the Beastman along with them. Maybe, he reasoned, doing something for a change would help bring about his mood getting better. It couldn't make things worse, that much was certain. In order to talk to their friend they had to find him first though, and not being readily visible from the get-go they'd have to do a little searching to find him. Sighing Takeshi pushed a bit of brush out of the way, stepping over a low shrub as he and Shu began their way into the forest. \"Hey Viral, where are you?\" he called out, making no secret of who he was looking for. \"Come here for a sec, will you? I've got something I want to ask!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "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": "\"Nah, it's not selfish.\" Takeshi said, waving a hand dismissively. \"And it's only your duty if you want it to be. I mean... It's great that you want to help and all, but don't feel like you*have*to help us. It should be your choice, not an obligation.\" Putting a hand on his hip he held a finger up to T'charrl, giving the Kaesstrian a stern look. \"I mean it, don't feel like you have to do things for us. I know enough about friends to know that if they're demanding things from you constantly they're not your friend. We're never going to keep putting you on the spot to lend us a hand, so if someone else does just keep that in mind, okay?\"\n\nYumi nodded her head in agreement with Shu, thinking exactly along his line of thought. It would be very nice to go home again, but there were a lot of people still in a bad way. When they had the power to help someone they couldn't well in good conscience just up and leave, it felt like they were abandoning everyone else. Maybe it was a ridiculous task they were assigning themselves, trying to help the other races under Saiyan rule. Who knows how many people there were, and how far and wide the empire's influence stretched. Plus, they could easily say that the rebellion was doing just that and let them handle it, head home and forget the whole thing. The way that the rebels acted though made Yumi reluctant to leave it all up to them, especially with how vindictive Korian could be. So long as Sayomi kept him in check things ought to be okay, but being around to see things go smoothly for themselves definitely took the edge off. So home would have to wait a while longer, there were more people to save. Besides, she was rather eager to try getting into a real fight, curious to see what she could do now. And if along the way she got to bop one or two of the creeps who did this to her then all the better.\n\nTakeshi and T'charrl's arrival signaled the beginning of their rescuing the Saiyan's parents, and the excitement in the room was palpable. Kai and Choi near jumped out of their skins at the word, and together the group exited the house, piling out into the back yard to get settled in. No one save T'charrl was quite certain how this was going to work, as they couldn't well do something like this themselves. Soon enough they'd have their answer, and their parents. Kabocha stood with the twins, an earnest and nervous smile on his face as he clasped his hands behind his back. So this was it, they were saving their parents. With this act of defiance before the king they would be permanently severing their ties with the kingdom and be on their own at last. Well, not quite on their own. They had to find their families a place to stay first of all, which was easier said than done. Once that was taken care of somehow Kabocha had a feeling they'd be staying with their former leader and the others for some time yet. If they were going to take the fight to Yamate then he'd certainly not miss out on taking down the king.\n\n\"That sounds about right. Uh... Don't forget the orange clothes though, he pretty much always wears those,\" Takeshi pointed out, smiling hopefully. \"And don't waste your time looking in Hell, he definitely won't be there. Nah, he's going to be in Heaven somewhere, we're sure of it.\" There was no where else that Goku would ever be, he was much too good to be in Hell, and he'd had his run on Earth... A few times.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl did take Takeshi's words into mind, but when it was all said and done he did often find himself conflicted between duty and simply doing something to make someone else happy. He did want to help in whatever way he could, but he didn't want to make it out as if he had been forced into it because of the way he was brought up or because he might feel guilty if he never helped. It was pretty rough, his knowledge of social interactions was pretty small compared and definitely did make him feel just that little bit inadequate when he couldn't help someone he knew.\n\nTo say he was a little nervous was a bit of an understatement, he was definitely relying on the others to help him along with this considering the man they were trying to contact wouldn't be able to directly talk to him and he would have to rely on everyone else to give him reliable information to what was being said if it was important. The ritual was a simple one, but it would definitely take a lot out of him mentally and he would probably enjoy a good cup of nectar or sap before he had to go anywhere. He wasn't afraid of his powers going wrong, but he was worried that his possible exhaustion afterwards would hinder his friends.\n\nKnowing it was something his ancestors did many years ago made him feel a little more comfortable about showing the ability off, but squandering the moment was definitely a no-go when they probably won't be able to see him use the ability again for a long time. Connecting the two worlds through a window-like image was definitely pretty bad to continue doing with all the problems rolled on top. Watching as everyone gathered around, T'charrl got himself ready and took in a few deep breaths, trying to think of the energy he was searching for and a rough picture of the man to go with it.\n\nLooking between everyone before back to Takeshi, he gave a little nod before he gave himself a little bit more space and slowly knelt down, still finding it a little uncomfortable to do so, \"Okay…definitely in Heaven? Orange clothes…big hair…a Saiyan. I think I have an idea of what I'll be searching for\".\n\nClearing a bit of space for himself, he looked down to the ground before he ran a claw into the ground, drawing a circle before out of his hand shot a spark of energy into the centre. The circle burst into a blue fire the moment the spark hit the ground, T'charrl looking to the others for a second before he almost pulled the flame upwards to about knee height, the flames dancing yet gave no heat or showed any danger of spreading. Holding his arms out calmly, he closed his eyes as he tried to search for the figure in question, trying to imagine the rough features given in the picture and what he could draw upon when putting that all into the image of a Saiyan.\n\nA few moments soon passed pretty quickly, his mind searching for the energy that would be in the shape of this man; however, that proved to be a difficult task in itself. The worst part of the search was his inability to pinpoint the energy, it was showing up in a few places if only a trace but definitely active. The guy must travel around the Otherworld a lot, his energy especially large despite being dead. He would have to open it up in hope that he was at the place where his energy appeared the most, that distinctive hairstyle showing up all over the place but here especially. After a moments straining as he tried to focus on it, he slowly opened his arms up and sure enough the flames began to flatten in the middle, opening up a fair sized window to the Otherworld and the place where he could sense Goku's energy a lot. Immediately after the window was complete T'charrl lowered his arms, opening his eyes to try and see if their friend Goku was actually there or not; however, the most he could see was a house sitting sitting on a well curved planet that had a strange 'new planet air' about it like it had been made or re-made not long ago in cosmic relation to other planets, \"Uhhh, did I do it right…? What is this place?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"And just how have you disgraced us? I don't know what you're even going on about...\" Vegeta grumbled, sighing as he folded his arms once again. \"We've only just met, so there's nothing you have to make up for. And as far as I can tell that boy seems to be perfectly fine too. The only one that seems to be suffering at all is you.\" Something about that made a few of the young fighters cringe, only further confusing him. Seriously, he had no clue who this man was apologizing to him, or what he was talking about. Frankly it was a little annoying, he didn't know what in the world was being said to him and it made him feel rather out of the loop.\n\n\"Viral... Uh... That's him,\" Vegeta Jr began, gesturing to the Beastman. \"He feels like he's failed himself and us. He's been having a tough time of it lately and we're trying to convince him he shouldn't feel like that, but yeah... Not a ton of luck yet.\"\n\n\"How have you failed them then? You're alive, they're alive, you all seem to be fine to me. I don't see how you've messed anything up.\" Vegeta wasn't going to waste time playing nice and trying to sympathize with Viral, it wasn't his problem really. Plus whatever this so called shame he'd brought upon them was it didn't seem to be anything substantial. \"If you failed at something then so what? You're going to fail in life, a lot. You're alive, you're able to fight, and you've got comrades around you to fight with. There's nothing to mope about.\"\n\nThere was a lapse in conversation as a familiar voice soon chimed in on the conversation. Vegeta and King Kai respectively looked off to their right, the former frowning and closing his eyes in irritation as Goku stood behind him and leaned over to glance into the mirror that they had. At his question the Saiyan's eyebrow twitched irritably, lifting his upper lip before exhaling and glancing over his shoulder.\n\n\"Yes Kakarot... I did this. In all the years you've known me I have never done this before until now, you got me,\" Vegeta answered sarcastically, putting a hand on his forehead. \"No I didn't do it, it was this... Him...\" he continued, gesturing to T'charrl on the screen. \"And they want to talk to you about something, they need your help. Think you can stop clowning around long enough to do that?\"\n\nTakeshi meanwhile was having what might be referred to as a little \"fanboy\" moment. Here before him was not one but two of the greatest warriors anyone had ever known. Two Saiyans that had exceeded all expectations of what their race could achieve and had saved the world, and the universe, on countless occasions. Cool didn't even begin to do this moment justice. Both Goku and Vegeta, here in front of them. The only thing that would outdo this was seeing their children too, definitely Gohan. Oh wow, this was just something else. Without realizing it he had a wide smile on his face, wiping it off immediately when Vegeta looked over at him, giving him a funny look in turn. If he could just try training with them once he could die a happy man. Of course... He probably had to die anyways just to do that, so kind of a moot point. Unable to suppress his excitement for long he looked over to Shu, grabbing his brother by the shirt and pulling him close to whisper to him.\n\n\"Who do you think would win, Goku or Vegeta?\" Takeshi asked, nearly bouncing with excitement. \"Can you imagine that fight? It'd be huge! Oh just imagine the things we could learn from them...!\"\n\nVegeta Jr watched the two brothers with a bit of an exasperated glance. Takeshi was having a little episode for some reason, dragging his poor little sibling into it. Chances were they were off in their own little place right now, so they weren't going to be of much help. Slightly amused he shook his head, looking up to T'charrl and nodding towards the mirror.\n\n\"That would be Goku, the one in orange. He's the one that can help out, so ask him. Uh...\" There was a slight problem though, he just realized; language barriers. \"Except I don't know if you can understand one another... Crap...\"\n\n\"I can help with that!\" King Kai smiled proudly as he spoke up, pushing himself more into view of the screen past the Saiyans behind him. \"I know their language after all, so he can tell me and I'll relay it to Goku, plain and simple!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral kept his head lowered, not feeling worthy enough to look at the man directly in the eyes as he spoke down to him. He didn't like what he was hearing so far, the man must had known something but he was just talking like he was judging him by his appearance rather than asking about his situation. Lowering his head a little more, he gave a side glance to Vegeta Jr when he spoke about him. What did he know, he didn't understand any of it and neither did any of them. Growling lowly, he stopped when Vegeta spoke, looking up at him.\n\nHe didn't know how he was supposed to take that; the man should surely understand what it felt like to fail, seeing his history was filled with him constantly living in Goku's shadow. Holding his breath until Vegeta stopped talking he looked up, almost trying to stand but finding it a little difficult to keep his head together, \"I killed your grandchild in cold blood! The very warrior of great intelligence, the one who created me to live after your legacy; I have shamed your family name…\"\n\nWith the appearance of Goku, everything seemed to had changed and even the twins felt the anticipation of what was going to happen and what Goku's decision would be. Shu couldn't help but bounce a little at the sight of him and hearing his voice, smiling gleefully despite Vegeta quickly belittling him while calling him an odd name. Kakarot sounded like an oddly yummy name to him, but that was not the best thing to mention at this time. Feeling a little too happy, he bounced a little before finding himself pulled towards Takeshi, smiling gleefully and giving a little nod, \"Mister Goku would! Uh huh!\"\n\nGoku sighed at Vegeta's inability to be social, shrugging a little, \"I'm just kidding! Geez man, loosen up a little\", he chuckled, having a look over the pair of them to see what was going on. It looked like a giant bug was with the group, his eyes going between Vegeta and Vegeta Jr, \"Woah, that must be incredibly awkward, huh? Wish I could see my family legacy like this! What's going on? Just a casual testing this odd rift one of you have created?\"\n\nT'charrl looked a little confused and couldn't help but feel a little left out here, his claws tapping together as he let them all talk amongst each other. He wasn't really understanding what was going on, but when Vegeta Jr soon realised he smiled a little, \"S-Sorry…I should really try and learn it\", he spoke before his attention went to King Kai who next spoke up, his eyes looking to the strange blue alien. He smiled a little upon realising that he would be able to get his questions through, he nodded and shuffled forward a little bit, \"Uhh, Great Ones, we need your help. We have to retrieve a couple of adult Saiyans from their oppressor and transport them here to their sons. I don't know who they are, but please, will you help us?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "While showering together was a little peculiar Takeshi sincerely doubted Shu would get all that clean on his own. Considering that chances were they'd end up in the same bed per usual he didn't want to have any Shu-crawlies sneaking onto him in the middle of the night. Following his sibling into the stall he shut the door behind them, closing the latch and looking around for shampoo and soap. Finding two little bottles tucked in the corner he set them both on a nearby shelf, moving then to turn the water on. \"Your hair is only going to smell bad if we don't clean it, and we're*definitely*doing that,\" Takeshi remarked, turning the shower head on and letting the water run. The initial spurt was fairly chilly, but with a quick turn of the knobs it was quickly changed to a warm, soothing temperature. Grabbing the shampoo bottle he grabbed hold of Shu's shoulder, flipping the cap open with his thumb and smiling. \"Alright, I'm putting this in your hair, it'll clean it. You might want to close your eyes while I'm doing it though, it could sting.\" That was the only forewarning Shu got as Takeshi turned the bottle over, dumping a good sized glob into his hair just to be sure it would come clean. Setting the bottle back down he then went about busily making suds to wash as thoroughly as he could.\n\nIn the next stall over T'charrl was wondering where the others had gone to, and it was a fair question. They hadn't been welcomed upon getting back to the ship, not that it had been expected of them. With everything going on they were likely busy with something else, or avoiding any awkward confrontations with the rebels. \"Everyone's fine I'm sure dude. Yumi and Viral are getting taken care of and the rest are probably just sitting around waiting for something to happen.\" They'd know for sure once meal time came around, as not a damn person on this ship would skip out on a meal. Besides Viral, of course.\n\nIf Viral had lost a fair deal of blood already at least he wasn't losing it now. Check as he might Vegeta couldn't find any fresh blood seeping out, the only sign he'd bled at all being the crusted bit on his head. Bleeding from the head was certainly by no means a small matter, they were going to have to be extra careful to make sure there was no serious damage done. Just what a guy with depression needed, head trauma. \"Would you prefer if I kept you locked up so you couldn't risk hurting yourself?\" Vegeta asked rhetorically. \"I let you do it because it's what you want to do. I know you, and you'd hate to be denied a chance to fight, no matter what the circumstances may be. Though admittedly letting you go out if you were in a condition like this would be a very bad idea...\" Pushing the cart and himself to the side as a group of rebels walked on by the pair continued on, the infirmary still a little ways away down the corridor. \"I bet if we found the right food you'd be able to eat it,\" Vegeta responded, smiling hopefully down at Viral. \"Since red meats are off the table have you considered seafood? We got a fair load of food from the rebels that will more than last us until we reach Earth, and there was fish amongst it. Think you'd be able to stomach that?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu didn't like how small the space was, it was making him feel incredibly uncomfortable. Takeshi knew his aversion over small spaces and this was definitely a little tight. Frowning a little as he stared upwards, he squeaked when the water suddenly flowed and shook his head quickly, \"Ah! All wet!\" he squeaked, not liking the sudden spark of cold that carried through with the water, \"I'll probably still smell bad!\" Giving himself another shake, he gasped when Takeshi decided to take a hold of him, holding up a bottle of smelly liquid. Sniffling a little as water ran down his nose, he gave a quick nod and shut his eyes tight, \"Okay, I won't open my eyes! I don't want it to sting me\", he squeaked before it was all but in his hair, the feeling of the goop almost like silky mud, \"Ewwww it feels funny…\"\n\nT'charrl probably shouldn't be spending so long in the shower unless he wanted his wings to be pretty waterlogged, making it difficult to fly. He was finding it pretty soothing, though, considering it was making him pretty relaxed compared to how he was feeling earlier. Trying to get the water right down to his skin, he tilted his head slightly when Takeshi spoke of the others, \"'Dude'? Huh, you certainly seem sure, so I'll trust you with that\", he spoke, turning slightly to wash down his side, \"Just the whole killing a god thing being a big deal, thought they might had been hurt pretty badly since you needed the carrier too. I guess there's always asking what it was like fighting a god at dinner time, I don't even know if this is normal for you people to go out and fight gods\".\n\nViral certainly hated this experience, knowing there was probably a bunch of people staring at him whenever he moved by them. He could only guess what they were thinking, but he knew it would had been negative considering the trial was probably still fresh in their memories. Just wanting to get fixed up as soon as possible, he got annoyed at Vegeta's words pretty easily when all of the pressure made him pretty irritable, \"I may want to do it…but that doesn't make it the right thing to do!\" he grunted, \"I would just end up in a condition like this…over and over again…the only time getting anywhere being when I was fighting humans and civilian-aliens! That damn King…he managed to improve me…yet, why am I failing so much now…?\" He was certainly going far out of his way to keep feeling active, especially since every quiet moment made him feel like he was slipping away. Letting out a fairly deep sigh, he frowned at the thought of eating again, especially when the question was being repeated to him time and time again, \"Stop it with the fish…everyone wants me to eat fish…is this some sort of stereotype with you people…? Even if it is…technically true…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Korian was having enough of a headache without Ricken getting involved. The boy could be as prideful as any Saiyan, and could hold a grudge damn well too. He'd taken the animosity towards Viral perhaps a bit too far before, which was saying something coming from the man who handed down the execution sentence. After telling off his subordinate the Commander turned back to the matter at hand, giving the Beastman an exasperated look. \"You'll have your maps... But don't get comfortable with this arrangement. After this as far as I'm concerned we're even, anything that happens from hereon out is not related to this.\" He would not have the matter hung over his head like some black mail, he was done with it after this. Sayomi would need to go get the data, it would take him quite some time to figure out how to copy it, let alone transfer it to the Princes. It was a simple enough request and yet somehow the Lieutenant managed to find a way to get moody with him for it. Looking at Sayomi abashed the Commander shook his head, frowning as he blushed a bit indignantly. \"N-No I'm not doubting you, I was asking if you'd mind doing it!\" he said quickly, not wanting to get Sayomi angry with him. Instead of replying she went over to T'charrl, pricking him with a little tool before walking off to the Princes' ship. Sighing softly Korian shook his head, watching her leave before looking back at the kids. \"Women are trouble boys, be careful.\"\n\nTakeshi couldn't say he agreed with Korian's view on women. He didn't think they were trouble at all, just really hard to get. Having no experience with them himself he couldn't well say though, they could be just as the Commander said too. Ugh... There was something else he should try doing when they were on Earth, if they had the time. Maybe he would finally be able to find a girlfriend if luck was on his side. Dragging Shu along was possibly a good idea too. He was cute, girls liked cute, right? Then again, they may end up liking Shu and not him, and then he'd be back where he started but now having to watch his brother date someone. Life was so not fair like that. As Sayomi wandered off he turned to see what T'charrl was fussing about, not having witnessed the small sample she'd stolen. Seeing him nursing at his arm Takeshi went over to take a look, curious at the small prick-spot he noticed. \"That's what you're moping about...?\" he asked, blinking confused before smiling up at the Kaesstrian amused. \"You pretty much just had blood drawn, it's kind of like a shot. You have gotten shots before... Haven't you?\"\n\nVegeta was more than ready to get going again, yet the others were outside for some meeting. With Korian no less, which was a little troublesome seeing as Viral had left. He doubted a battle was going to break out, the brothers and T'charrl were there to stop that if need be, but it must be an awfully awkward situation. Everyone else was good to go, the ship was primed to take off and the crew at their stations. At the present Vegeta was sitting at the panels in the hangar, doing last minute checks on systems to make sure they hadn't missed anything. It would be quite bad to get into space and then find out life support wasn't working, or that someone had left something unplugged. All across the board things were okay, not a single bit had been missed. He was a little excited to fly now, curious as to how the ship had been modified. On the exterior it was much the same, save for the dark red coat of paint that now covered the hull to mask it being a Saiyan vessel. The bulk of the work had been on overhauling everything inside, and that included the engines. Smiling whimsically at the prospect of now being faster he hardly noticed Sayomi enter the ship, catching her coming in out of the corner of his eye. Raising an eyebrow he stepped out of the control room, going to the rail on the catwalk and leaning on it, looking down at her curiously. \"Last minute check up? Or did we miss something?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Korian" }, { "text": "Viral could work with that, his desire to get their locations going just as he planned. Korian underestimated them, the fact that they might actually think they couldn't trust them enough to keep those plans hidden away from the King. He was not incompetent, he needed to prove that he wasn't and he knew how to handle sensitive data. Staring at Korian, he grunted at his response, giving him more of a serious glare, \"I don't believe you are taking this as seriously as I am\", he spoke calmly, \"If you don't trust me, then say it. I know you still hold prejudices against me because of where I came from, who I am and what I did\". Looking to Sayomi, hearing her talk like that sparked some amusement, watching as she went to T'charrl before off towards their ship. Grunting, he turned back to Korian, staring at him for a moment before holding out his paw, \"You want to settle this now, then…? Unless you hate touching those who have blood on their hands…I can understand that\".\n\nWatching Sayomi leave them all and looking to Korian when he made the comment, he frowned a little and looked down at his arm, feeling a little sad that he got pricked like that. Letting out a sigh, he looked to Takeshi when he spoke up, still holding his arm, \"I'm not moping! It hurt\", he frowned, glancing down at his arm, \"I saw she took my blood, but it still hurt. I haven't had shots...I haven't needed shots. Why? Do I have to get one? But I don't want one; I'm an advanced being…\" His kind often avoided getting injections, typically because it didn't really do much unless they were sick with the disease in the first place; however, whether that was a different case in space then he was a little worried, \"Is there a type of fungus I have to watch out for in space? I'm not going to get ill, am I?\"\n\nSayomi had heard Korian's comment, but completely ignored it when it meant she had leverage on him. She could use that later against him for all sorts of teasing, but not in front of the Beastman and his friends. She knew what she had to do and how to do it, seeing as how it wouldn't be any different to how she programmed their own ship to carry the same information the Saiyans tried to steal back on Uunoue. She knew where Vegeta would be, they would all be heading out soon as well so Vegeta would obviously be in the hanger. It was some long walk, that was for sure, but she would eventually make it all while taking her time to scan in the Kaesstrian's DNA into her computer for her to study later; there was always a few mutants with every race, but one coming from a race that's generally pretty unknown was just the scientific icing on the biological cake. Walking along calmly, she looked up quickly when she heard Vegeta, giving him a brief nod, \"You missed something and I'm going to tell you what it is\", she spoke simply, \"I need to give you data that's important for your travels, such as where our bases are…also to tell you that you're free to drop off and use our facilities whenever you please. So, do you want to assist me with encrypting the data so our enemies never find out and so we don't need to blame your friends if we ever get attacked? Korian seems to find that pretty easy to do right now.\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Sayomi and Vegeta had taken their time encrypting the code, but all for good reason. It was a highly sensitive system and the code needed to be hardy and impenetrable to survive, creating just that. It would need both Vegeta and Sayomi to crack completely, but otherwise only one of them was needed to get a hold of the data. It wouldn't do anything if someone was to try and get a hold of it, it becoming completely null and incomprehensible otherwise. She would have to go and see them if it was to ever be updated, but she was definitely going to be a while unless complications arose or they simply cross paths. With their own journey to undertake, they left with a brief exchange, knowing they'll probably end up crossing paths again all while Sayomi kept her own connections up just incase they got into trouble.\n\nAfter a while as well , Shu woke up again, feeling woozy at first but not remembering why he collapsed. He was fine after a while, just a little light-headed and a little bit sad that he wasn't going to be allowed to take part in strenuous activity, despite them all knowing who he was and what he was like. He didn't like sitting around all that much, he was feeling okay and didn't think he'd faint again, but Takeshi seemed set on letting him relax after a few words with Vegeta. Sitting around with Takeshi was only so much fun and T'charrl had gone off to Vegeta to arrange his lessons, so he was fair alone at this point while all Takeshi did was lie around and complain. Rolling around on his own bed every so often, he let out a squeaky sigh as he stretched out all before Takeshi spoke to him, rolling over a little to look at him, \"Dooooo? I don't know\", he spoke, sitting up and rubbing his head, \"Am I okay to do things? I don't feel woozy, I promise…I'm okay! Is there fun things on the ship…?\"\n\nDespite only being on the trip for a few hours already, Viral had managed to go missing after being left alone for a bit. Yumi had gone off to do her own things for a while, most likely thinking now that he had eaten he was going to be on his way to recovery; unfortunately, that was no the case. He had the energy and he could move his arm somewhat again, but that's where all the energy went and none of it went to his mind and helping his mental state. He had left his room and gone on a wander around the ship, disappearing on his search for whatever it could have been he was looking for. He didn't know where he was, his mind just wasn't the same since having to recall what happened to him once more and eating had left him feeling starving and confused. He was completely by himself and darkness was his only accompaniment for now, but he was already confused and couldn't find his way.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi was becoming awfully restless, and he was by no means tired enough to sleep. It may have been a decent idea to catch some rest though regardless while Shu was out, but he'd not been able to relax enough. Now that his brother had come to he was quite open about being bored, wanting desperately to get out of the room. While there was nothing wrong with traveling the decks while the ship moved he wasn't quite sure what there was to do. Fresh out of ideas he tossed the problem over to his brother, hoping he might have a better idea as how they could entertain themselves. \"Yeah, Vegeta took a look and said you just passed out, though he wasn't sure why. As far as he could tell you're not hurt, and his word is good enough for me.\" Vegeta was the one with the most medical experience after all, and while they could have gone to the newly appointed doctor he trusted his friend's word more than a stranger's. Takeshi didn't know the answer to Shu's question, he wasn't sure either himself. Frowning as he crossed his legs on the bed the Saiyan scratched at his head in thought, \"I guess we could look around...? There's still a lot of rooms I haven't been in, there could be something for us to do. And I guess exploring is something in of itself, right?\" Plus if nothing else it would kill time until their next meal, whenever that was going to be. Slipping off his bed Takeshi grabbed his boots, carefully sliding them on before beaming at Shu. \"Ready to go see what's on the ship?\"\n\n\"We're going to start with some basics today T'charrl. I figured some simple greetings is a good place to start, don't you?\" How was he supposed to go about these lessons anyways? No one had even mentioned this until Yumi showed up with T'charrl and told him to teach the Kaesstrian how to speak. Sure, because that wasn't a huge undertaking. He was a scientist, a business man, a medical practitioner and an engineer, but he was NOT a teacher. In spite of his education he wasn't exactly qualified to be teaching anyone anything. Alas, here he was, getting ready to instruct someone how to speak a language completely foreign to them. \"Now, I want you to leave your scouter on so you can understand me. I, on the other hand...\" he paused, removing his own scouter and laying it on a table, \"Won't use mine, so I can judge how you speak. Now... If we start with 'Hello' that should be simple enough...\" Again he paused, albeit this time more out of being clueless how to start than anything. Just how in the world did you teach someone to speak anyways? He'd learned by listening, albeit that took a number of years. Frankly if they wanted T'charrl to speak anytime soon that simply wouldn't cut it. \"Okay... Well... Hello kind of starts with a breathy 'h' sound...\" To make the point Vegeta emulated the noise a few times, feeling a bit awkward as he did so. \"You just... Breath out to make the sound... I guess?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was pretty unsure to what he should be doing just now, whether he was supposed to be relaxing or if he was going to be allowed to get up and bounce around again. There was something about blood and pressure that he was checked for and while it was low or something low those lines, it was still not really a concern. Rolling around on his bed a few times, he looked to Takeshi, giving him a smile as he spoke, \"I feel okay, but I don't want to do that if we ever get into a big battle\", he smiled, rolling back onto his chest, \"I wouldn't want to fall over and be helpless! That is not good, you might get hurt and I won't be able to do things with you…\" Slowly sitting up again, he smiled before he looked to the door, tilting his head a little. He could do with a look around, he never did get to do such a thing whenever he stopped at places so it was nice that they owned such a large place themselves, \"Okay! I wanna see! I wonder what it's like!\" he squeaked, slowly rolling forward until he fell off the bed and onto his feet, \"What could there be? Have you been on one of these before…?\"\n\nT'charrl was a little nervous, he hadn't done language training before so this was definitely a new experience. He was slightly worried that they wouldn't like his voice, he was definitely a little self-conscious about it since hearing it was annoying. He didn't know how this might be done or whether there was written material for him to look at eventually, but he hoped he would get it since he was obviously good at absorbing stuff considering what he looked like now. Looking up to Vegeta, he nodded a little, watching him remove his own scouter before looking back to him. He didn't know what he was thinking with this, but maybe it was going to help him eventually. Smiling a little, his antennae twitched a bit as he scratched his chin, \"Hmm, like a…like a…hhheh? Hhhehhh…hheh…\" he spoke, trying to simulate it. It was a little awkward to do, trying to listen behind the scouter's translations. It was strange, but he was definitely giving it a try.\n\nViral didn't know where he was, he couldn't see much as he wandered around in what felt like complete blindness, his energy levels dwindling pretty badly as he wandered around in search of something. It couldn't have been food, but then again the thought of food was appealing; however, it couldn't be that when he had gone on for long enough without it, causing him great confusion. He was feeling pretty terrible, almost like low blood sugar but also a drive to get what he wanted, almost like an excitement to hunt for his own. He couldn't think straight, his head was hurting pretty badly all while his skin crawled. He needed to find what he was looking for and he was heading straight for that, even when he wasn't sure where he was moving.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "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.\n\nVegeta 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?\"\n\nYumi 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...", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu was fairly excited about growing his own fruit, knowing how much it was a hassle hunting fruit in the jungle and having to wait until it grew and have to move around everywhere to get the fruit. If he had some trees where he could find the fruit he would have no problem until they ran out for the season. All excited by the thought, he quickly went through trying to find Vegeta so he could help Viral and so they would go on a straight course home. Knowing they were going to Earth for his health, getting Viral all calmed down and better would definitely work better when it came to having a relatively good journey. Giving quick knocks on the doors and calling his name, he moved towards another door when there was no response only for one of them to open, the sound of Vegeta calling to him in response. Turning around immediately, Shu ran straight up to him, bouncing on his feet in anticipation, \"Umm, Mister Vegeta! I do, yes, I do need something\", he spoke quickly, looking to Takeshi as he pulled at his fingers, \"Umm, uhhh…w-well, it's Mister Viral and he's all with Friend Yumi and she's all purring and stuff a-and Mister Viral isn't himself and eating lots of food but we can't see why and he's all acting like a kitty or something…\"\n\nViral was feeling pretty uncomfortable at this point, the aching feeling spreading further across his body and making him tingle uncomfortably all over. Rubbing against Yumi's leg was certainly helping to calm him down, but the food was definitely a lot more tantalising right now too. Slowly looking towards the pile carefully, he tried to stand up but found the weight to be too difficult to move around comfortably without hurting his shoulders. Letting out a groan as Yumi rubbed his back, he stared down at the floor, pressing his paws against the floor a little after the other, padding it lightly. He didn't appear to sound like he could purr quite yet, but he was still finding it fairly relaxing. Yumi didn't appear to be acting the same way as she did before, there was something about it that was making him feel uneasy now that she wasn't acting the same way as she did before. Lowering his head a little, he slapped at his own ear as it wiggled around. Finding her particularly boring right now, he soon jumped off, landing carefully in front of his food on his front paws before he sat down, chomping back into the pile messily and hastily.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "This was very strange, Vegeta never know that Viral was capable of this. He'd need to find a way to bring the Beastman down and take a look at him, see if something had somehow been introduced to his system. Then again for all he knew this could be normal, he wasn't as versed in his friend's inner workings as he might like. There were a lot of things he didn't quite know, only barely having an understanding of his first form at this point in time. It was a wonder he'd known anything at all, most of his knowledge came from observations and accounts of other scientists. Ikura would prove to be invaluable in enlightening him... He hoped. \"And Yumi was purring... That is just strange...\" Very, very strange. This entire matter had him confused, must be a full moon or something. Rather quickly they had gotten back downstairs and soon stood just at the doors once more. They were securely shut just as he'd hoped, nothing was coming in or out of there. Yet that didn't mean something wasn't going to try to anyways. It was faint, but carrying through the large steel door there was a distinctive scraping noise, likely Viral trying to get out. Unless Yumi had gone feral as well, which he really hoped wasn't the case. Just one person was hard enough to handle, let alone two. Standing at the door he tucked away his device, near shouting to be heard in the room. \"Yumi? Is everything okay in there? What's going on?\"\n\nBah, nothing was keeping Viral content anymore. He wasn't being violent and he wasn't letting her placate him either, it looked like he just wanted to get out. The sound of his scraping against the door was piercing to her new ears, making her shirk back and covering them painfully. He really needed to not be doing that, it was an awful noise. Stepping forward again she gently tried to get his arms to stop him, \"Come on Viral... Stop... That hurts my ears!\" she grumbled, wincing as another loud noise blasted her ears. Over the sound of the door being shredded she could hear Vegeta shouting to them, a quite welcome relief considering how unsuccessful she had been at this point. Smiling gratefully she again tried to ease Viral away, hoping to lead him towards his food. \"Viral's uh... Well he changed again! He's a cat now I guess, which is new,\" she called back, looking at the Beastman puzzled. \"He's not exactly violent, but he's a handful. I don't suppose you have a fix for this do you?\"\n\n\"Sorry, but no! I wasn't even aware he had this form!\" That was quite embarrassing to admit, he was supposed to know everything about Viral to help keep him safe. Just not fair that he was trying as hard as he was only for something completely new to come at them. Sighing Vegeta went over to the panel, hesitating as he looked at the door. The scraping had stopped for the moment, though it was impossible to know where Viral was, or what he would do when they went in there. Panic, most likely, if he was even remotely acting like a wild animal. They would have to somehow demonstrate they weren't enemies, however that would work, and hope he would relax enough to be dealt with. \"I want you two to wait outside, let us deal with Viral, okay?\" After punching in the combination the doors slid open, and Vegeta hastily hit the shut command once more, they had only opened part way before he had slipped through, leaving both himself and Yumi now stuck in the room with Viral. Seeing the Beastman now surprised him quite a bit, this was most definitely a new side of him. Since when could he do this?", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was a little worried for his friend, but he was confident that Vegeta had a good idea to what he should do for Viral. If this was happening to him and he wasn't able to go back, he would never be able to talk or fight with them again. That was pretty depressing, but he really hoped that it wasn't true; besides, he thought Viral was part-something else too, remembering that was a piece of information with him as well. Looking to Takeshi, he frowned a little, giving a nod to what he said, \"I hope everything is okay in there, it was definitely very loud when we were in there before\", he spoke, shaking his head a little, \"Mister Viral would be awfully upset if he accidentally hurt Friend Yumi…\" Hearing the noise from coming down the corridor, he let out a bit of a groan as he rubbed his ears, finding it pretty annoying despite it not being too loud through the thick door, \"Ooohhh, is he mad?\" he asked up as they stopped at the door, frowning, \"He won't get through, will he…?\"\n\nViral was pretty desperate to get out of the room, the noise being pretty dreadful especially with so many claws tearing into the metal. His expression was desperate too, his emotions that he could show hadn't changed if only his way of thinking altering. Feeling pretty enclosed and scared, he gasped when Yumi held onto him and wouldn't let go. Raising a paw as if threatening to bat her with it, he growled lowly when he was instead slowly moved away from the door, pointed towards his food instead. He did still have his food, maybe he would be able to have that first before he got out while he was still feeling weak. Sniffing a little, he slowly crawled towards it, looking fairly inquisitive.\n\nWith each paw walking him forward, slowly as he reached out towards the food he suddenly stopped and turned around again, a strange noise coming from outside before noticing the doors opening if just a little; however, before any reaction could be made there was suddenly Vegeta there and immediately the doors closed. He could possibly be a new threat to his lunch and even though there was not a lack of room in here, he still felt cornered by Vegeta staring at him. Growling and hissing, he slowly reared himself up again, wobbling unsteadily under the weight as he held his claws out before his knees buckled. Letting out a snarl, he looked down and grabbed his leg as they both began to change, his legs being forced to stand like an animal's as his heels rose up from the base of his feet, the toe sections swelling up before a sudden protrusion of claws tore the shoe apart, his feet growing large and fluffy as well. Letting out an angry roar he suddenly fell onto his front again, his paws hitting the ground pretty hard as he nearly fell on his face.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Shu wasn't sure what to make of Viral and Vegeta being in there together, seeing as how Vegeta was actually the one who was in charge of his health and this was definitely a health problem. Hopefully he wouldn't put him to sleep and look at him that might make Viral really mad knowing he had been cut up again. Frowning, he looked up to Takeshi, wondering what they were supposed to do if anything went wrong. He was quite curious to what was happening or what Viral looked like, hoping he wasn't too different compared to everyone else. Moving closer to Takeshi, he looked up at him, giving a nod, \"I hope you're right, he didn't really like them being around him sometimes\". Hopefully they could open the doors if there was ever any trouble and hearing the roar on the other side definitely wasn't encouraging, \"I don't want getting clawed, that would be painful. I hope none of them get clawed too! We can't keep him in there…\"\n\nViral wasn't used to standing on these feet with this sort of body even though he had no problem with it in his other form, having trouble finding his balance. He was beginning to feel a little exhausted as well through the stresses of the changes and definitely didn't feel strong enough to handle it or to figure out how to cope with it. His expression was getting a lot wilder, the fur crawling across his face a little more as well. Pushing himself up slowly, he hissed away as he tried to find balance before noticing Yumi was approaching him again. Staring at her, he showed his teeth and growled through them, watching her carefully as she came even closer.\n\nNot fully knowing what she was up to, he tilted his head a little as his ears flicked a little before she came right up to him and nuzzled her head into his shoulder. Staring at her for a moment, he growled lowly before twitching, turning slightly and rubbing against her as well. Closing his eyes, his inner cat settled once more and he sat down, his paws pressing on the floor and padding it softly. He seemed pretty settled while giving her a nuzzle back, forgetting that Vegeta was even there or just completely ignoring him. He was still anxious that he was stuck in the room, but he was feeling a little better already. Almost sounding like he could purr, it was instead a slight chuffing as he gave Yumi a good nuzzle.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The roaring was definitely worrying, but there wasn't much they could do. Going in was only going to make things worse, especially considering how much Viral tended to dislike Takeshi normally. He well imagined becoming kitty food if he even tried to enter the room, and he had no such plans on doing that. \"They're gonna be fine... I mean they know him the best, so they can work it out, just gotta be positive.\" Not horribly convincing since he was frowning, things really didn't sound like they were going all too well inside. Sighing softly Takeshi moved over to the panel, examining the keys and scratching his head. He didn't know the code for this door unfortunately, and he doubted Vegeta was going to tell him what it was. \"I know Shu... I don't want to leave them in there, but what can we do? We've just got to wait...\"\n\nThings were settling down once more, thank goodness. It meant Yumi was all but forsaking her dignity, but if it kept anyone from getting hurt then she'd do it. Hopefully Vegeta was working on a solution, the longer she did this the more uncomfortable she felt. Her skin was crawling with goosebumps as she and Viral brushed against eachother, and more than once she wanted to pull away. It was just so... Weird, doing this to her friend. Even if he wasn't in the right state of mind it was still him, and he would go mental if she ever did this. If it did the trick however, demeaning as it was, she'd keep it up. Feeling Viral's head nestle into the crook of her head Yumi gasped faintly, pulling away a little and looking at the Beastman warily. He was pretty much just a cat, nothing was going to come of this, but she felt fairly panicked. They should never do anything like this, and yet here they were... Rubbing up against each other. Clearing her throat nervously she moved back, giving Viral's shoulder a gentle nudge with her nose before looking back at Vegeta. \"Please tell me you've got a plan...\"\n\n\"Er... Yeah... Of course...\" Who was he kidding, he was totally lost? It didn't help that there was this absurdly strange scene playing out before him, he could scarcely think. This change was definitely still progressing, no question about that. In spite of their presence Viral was becoming more and more of a feline, nearly completely altered by now. Yet Yumi's being there did seem to keep him settled, which was a relief. Now if only he could figure out a way to reverse the changes. As with his other form this one was presumably caused by a trigger of some genes, and said genes had to have a way to be turned off. If his other form was triggered by great physical duress then this had to have it's own means of coming to as well. What that might be however was well beyond his knowledge at this point, meaning they were stuck in here until he could find out. Taking out his PDA once more he began to access the ship's database, trying to pull up Viral's medical records. Perhaps there would be something in those that would help them.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu stared up at Takeshi, giving a little frown on the subject. If they knew him best then it was taking an awfully long time for them already to sort it out and maybe get him out of the room all fine and dandy, even if he was a big kitty. He didn't want to lose his friend, even if Viral didn't think much of him, \"What if he stays as a kitty? What if he's a kitty because he got too sad of everything? If I was really sad, I would want to be a kitty\", he spoke, giving a little nod, \"Kitty climbing trees all meow-meow and bouncing around. Letting out roars and purrs are just part of it…but he did seem hungry with all the food, maybe he's really hungry kitty and all roaring because he's all 'I want food! Feed me food!' because he's also angry kitty…\"\n\nViral was feeling a little better, unable to help himself against all this cuddling and relaxation. Yumi was fair distracting him by quite a bit, he couldn't really focus on what he wanted to do himself and was just finding it better to keep rubbing his head against Yumi. His thought process had gone near enough down the drain at this point and even though he was stuck in a room, he wasn't thinking much of it right now. Letting out a groan, he lowered his head a little before noticing Yumi had pulled away a bit, his eyes immediately going to her with an annoyed expression. Staring at her curiously, he watched her give him a gentle nudge and just stared at her only to raise a paw and try to bat her away before he suddenly made an awkward jump back.\n\nHe was definitely a little more than confused by her actions; first she wanted him there and then she didn't, so now he was going to do something else. Giving Vegeta an angry look, he let out a snarling hiss at him as he slowly lowered down, staring at him before making a sudden jump. He didn't jump towards Vegeta, but rather towards his leftover food again and sat down in front of it, his awkwardly large feet sat out in front of him as he immediately went back to gorging himself on the food, trying to finish it all off before Vegeta or Yumi tried to take it away from him.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral was getting too unpredictable, this wasn't good. He seemed quite defensive in spite of being in no real danger, and he hardly looked to recognize even Yumi any longer. If he had any bit of mental capacity for what was going on before it had vanished at this point it seemed. If that was the case then he was more animal than man at this point, reasoning him would be a waste of breath. Unless they could find out what had triggered the change and reverse it he was going to have to remain locked up in the room for now, not an ideal scenario. Worried when Yumi approached the Beastman he very nearly jumped in when Viral sprang away, thinking for a brief moment there might be an attack. Instead the snow white feline latched onto the wall, to what end he wasn't sure. If he couldn't get through the doors then the walls were even a harder obstacle, they were about three meters thick each. Still his claws did manage to pierce the outer layer of steel, a testament to just how sharp and strong his claws were. If allowed out of this room he could cause some very grievous wounds with those, or worse. Viral had to remain in this room until he calmed down, there was no helping it. The question then was did they remain here as well to try and help him cope, or leave and hope he would burn out?\n\nVegeta was very good at fixing things, that was why Takeshi put so much stock in their friend. Even if he was unfamiliar with it most of the time the guy had a way of solving problems. Heck, he'd managed to set up a space-relay on a planet that was totally isolated so they could talk to their prince several light-years away, that was pretty darn ingenious. A guy that could do that surely could help his friend come down from a sort of primal high. \"I don't even want to think about what would have happened if we hadn't found him... Someone could have gotten hurt.\" And there were plenty of people on board the ship who wouldn't think twice about attacking Viral to defend themselves, and that could only end badly for them. Whenever he changed the Beastman had some serious power, and Takeshi was sure this form wasn't any different. Looking back at the control panel he placed a hand on the casing, biting his lip as he debated on chancing a combination to get inside. Maybe if they got in they could all restrain him and figure something out. As it was he could hear the claws scraping against the wall, meaning Viral was very much on the move and dangerous. \"Shu...? What do you think, should we go in?\" he asked, glancing over at his sibling. \"Figure they need help?\"\n\n\"Viral, we're not going to hurt you!\" Yumi called, watching as their friend darted over to a far wall. If slow and gentle approaches didn't cut it then how were they supposed to get to him? Vegeta was still at a total loss as well, not offering any words of advice whatsoever. By now Viral was more or less an animal, there seemed to be very little reasoning going on with him. Talking to him or trying to comfort him probably wouldn't cut it any longer, leaving Yumi well at the end of her rope. Sighing softly she glanced back at the door, wondering if they should leave and let him burn himself out. It wasn't a very nice way to go about it, but this form had to take energy to maintain, all transformations did as she understood them. So even with a belly full of food sooner or later he would run out and revert back to himself. Then they could keep a careful eye on him, make sure this didn't happen again. So long as they could get back to Earth without incident everything would turn out fine. Even if it might be a bad idea she couldn't keep herself from trying one last time, quite wanting to help out. Yumi walked towards Viral again, holding her arms out to the side and smiling sweetly at him. \"Come on, just relax and come over here. Vegeta and I are going to help you, Viral. We'll help you get back to normal.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Shu had little clue to how he was supposed to deal with such a situation, but he did know it was probably best that he remained with Takeshi just incase anything happened and he was able to escape. He didn't want other people getting hurt, that would be something that would only make things a lot worse. Gasping at the sound of something large hitting the wall, he frowned a little as he looked up to Takeshi only to shake his head, \"I-I don't know, I mean…they could need help, but if we go in and the door's open and he gets out then what do we do?\" he asked up, frowning, \"I don't even know if we should be standing here incase he opens the door himself. Are we safe here? They're okay in there, right…? I don't know how to tell anything…\"\n\nWhile Viral did manage to get a grip on the wall, it was a lot heavier and thicker than he thought and had only really managed to leave a mark on it than actually let him through. Growling angrily, he let go with one paw and swiped at it, managing to tear through the metal but not what lay underneath that without some considerate digging and even then he was slowly sliding down it. With his slow descent, he let go and fell to the ground, landing on his paws as he turned towards the wall again and snarled. He didn't like being stuck, even though the room was big enough he still wanted to know he could freely roam around the place and get what he wanted. The fur down his back stuck up, his form slowly rising onto just his powerful back legs, his tail swinging angrily around.\n\nFeeling conflicted to what he should do, once again he heard Yumi once again approaching him, his eyes immediately turning to stare at her with mild curiosity and a little bit of frustration towards his predicament. He didn't feel any superiority over her ever since his change, her small form hardly any worry to him but he was still seeing her for what she was before; an annoying little obstacle. Slowly turning towards her, he growled lowly as he tried to figure out what she was saying to him. Feeling confused and slightly conflicted, he looked down at himself and turned over his paws, staring at them before his eyes snapped back at her. Taking one step forward, it soon turned into a hunched walk towards her, his eyes staring down at her as he growled, all before lowering down onto all fours and stopping right in front of her. It was her familiar scent again that was throwing him off, giving her more of a curious look by the end before letting out a groan as he sat down instead of outright attacking her.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral wanted to get out so badly, knowing what he would find beyond making it all the more exciting when it could be so close to being free. The fact that he was enclosed made it all the more stressful with anxiety running fairly high that they would try and do something to him if he was to let them gawk at him and say strange words to him. With a sudden dash towards the door, Vegeta's figure immediately appeared in front of him and managed to grab hold of his paw before it could get to the door. How infuriating, his eyes looking straight to the other hand that pressed against his chest. Now this was most definitely a threat and one he couldn't stand for. Snarling, he glared down at Vegeta with little understanding to what he was saying before trying to push himself forward, his feet scratching across the floor to press forward and try to overpower Vegeta.\n\nShu stared at Takeshi, frowning a little at his words. While he was trying to be encouraging, he couldn't quite get himself feeling a little better by that, \"Hairball…? But, that's just a little thing when you want to eat first\", he spoke, letting out a sigh, \"I still don't know why I'm really hairy now, though…I mean, did you ever get hairy at my age…?\" With his question, there was suddenly a voice calling out, his eyes looking up and around to try and find where it was coming from before he pinpointed it, tilting his head at the little intercom. Tilting his head, he stared at it curiously, silently trying to figure out what was being said before he looked to Takeshi, \"Ooh! Food? For kitty?\" he asked up, looking to Takeshi before trying to yank him by the arm, \"We should go find food! Maybe I can have the fruit that we might find, yum yum fruit and no eating of Shu tonight…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Holding back Viral like this wasn't easy. Despite being rather ragged and malnourished in his normal state he was quite powerful now, giving Vegeta a run for his money. They couldn't let him out of the room, he was too much of a danger to be let loose. Unfortunately for the Saiyan his friend had much better lower body strength right now, and his claws gave him far better grip than Vegeta's boots did him. Sliding all the way back until he was pressed against the door he looked up at Viral, still straining to hold his arms away from the door. He was now gripping his other arm too, attempting to use the door to push himself away. Flying was always an option, he could easily lift off and drag the Beastman with him, there was no way he could do anything once in the air. That seemed like a low blow however, even if the situation would be easily resolved by that. Grunting as he pushed back Vegeta looked over at Yumi, seeing her standing there watching uncertainly. There really wasn't any place for her in this right now, all she would do was complicate things and she knew it. Back to Viral he tired to prop a foot up against the door, pushing back as best he could to force Viral away. \"Viral.... Agh, dammit. This is an order, back off, now!\"\n\n\"No, I... What? No! I didn't get that hairy. I mean I got harrier in...\" Takeshi trailed off, really not wanting to discuss*that*with Shu. The little guy didn't seem like he'd gone through puberty himself yet, which was odd, so talking to him about it was likely well above him. Plus it would just be plain awkward. Thank goodness the conversation was derailed by Vegeta, that almost went places he really didn't want it to. So they wanted food for Viral, that seemed a bit weird. The guy had gone all feral because of food and they wanted to give him more? Before Takeshi could even say a word on the matter he was pulled up to his feet by Shu, being led back yet again towards the ramp as he was tugged along. \"Wait... We're feeding him more?\" the older boy called, hoping for a reply. There was silence on the other side, Vegeta was apparently too busy to answer. Sighing softly he kept after Shu, looking at his brother curiously. \"We've got our friend possibly eating another friend and you're still thinking about fruit?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral had power over Vegeta at this point, his superior form granting him a healthy grip and great strength against him. He was simply managing to move him forward, but that's all he needed to do when Vegeta was pushing forward with nowhere else to go. He wanted to get out the door and beyond, that's all that mattered right now. Growling as he moved forward, he stared down at Vegeta and just snarled at what he had to say to him before he started lowering himself, trying to press down on Vegeta before forcing his paws forward to knock him down to the ground. He didn't need to hurt him to get to the door and hitting him down seemed like a good option, especially if it got the annoying kid out of the way. He didn't know what he was screaming about, but quite frankly he couldn't care when it was just noise to him.\n\nShu didn't know what Takeshi was saying, but it didn't sound like something he wanted to discuss anyway considering he just ended the conversation. Staring at him confused, he continued on with his tugging and tried to get Takeshi to follow. If Vegeta wanted to get more food for Viral then they should get more food, especially incase it might be able to help and end up being a positive thing in the end. Staring at him as he tried to call back to Vegeta, he squeaked a little as he moved towards the ramp, feeling pretty glad to have his mind on something else, \"I really really like fruit and Mister Viral seems to really really like to eat right now, so wouldn't it be nice if he could get something to eat?\" he asked, looking back, \"You know, something that's not Mister Vegeta and Friend Yumi…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Shu frowned a little at Takeshi before Yumi shouted over, his eyes immediately darting to her before he rushed on over to the door. He didn't want to be anywhere near the food when Viral was released, but even by the door he didn't feel completely safe. He had no idea whether Viral was hostile or completely settled after everything was said and done. Watching as Takeshi slowly unwrapped the package and revealed the meat, he looked to Yumi again and watched her as she pressed Viral's back end to the ground. He was definitely not happy about that and who knows if he would straight up attack them and ignore the meat altogether; otherwise, this adventure was definitely turning out to be pretty dangerous. Watching as Takeshi eventually returned, he tilted his head a little before looking to his hand, instead slapping at his wrist, \"Eww…why does it not smell like fresh meat?\" he asked up, frowning a little, \"Is that even safe to eat…?\"\n\nViral continued to growl lowly as he remained pressed against the floor, not exactly feeling calm while being held down like this. He was unable to move properly and that made him mad, making him feel as if he was in a cage with restraints on. The smell of the meat wasn't lost to him, in fact he couldn't help but lick his nose while under the constraints, but his first concern was getting loose before he would eventually get to the meat. With ears twitching, he clawed at the ground for a moment before Yumi and Vegeta finally released him. Letting out an angry snarl, he immediately got on all fours and swiped out at the fleeing pair, looking just about ready to leap at them before the meat distracted him. Looking off towards the meat, he couldn't help but feel compelled to go to it.\n\nSnorting and sniffing the air, he slowly rose up so he was standing on only his back legs and moved towards the smell, sniffing the air as he went. It was certainly curious, he didn't know why it was brought to him at all, but it was still food he could eat. Growling lowly, he slowly crouched down, picked up a fish at first before he chomped into it hastily, taking large bites out of it hungrily. He didn't care for the smell, the taste was fine for him and was definitely very appealing. He couldn't deny his hunger over his need to get out, his drive for food being all too great for him to resist.\n\nShu watched Viral with some fear but did manage to hold his ground as well, hoping he wouldn't come towards them; thankfully, Viral decided to turn towards the food instead, looking too interested in it to resist. It was a little sad; he saw how much Viral struggled with eating and now he was gorging himself on food. He couldn't work out what the problem was, looking to Vegeta as he too struggled to comprehend what was happening to Viral, \"Caged…? But, you can help him, right?\" he asked up, frowning, \"Maybe it just takes a little bit more guessing, right? I mean…can you see anything that might help him…? It's like he's forgotten everything, even how to talk…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"It was frozen so it would last longer, we do that to all of our food,\" Takeshi explained in a matter-of-fact manner. Shu had been eating pre-frozen food for quite some time, this was the first he'd probably ever seen it though. Granted this stuff was pretty thawed out as well, most likely going to be cooked had they not used it for this. Ah man, that probably meant they weren't going to have anything to cook with later. That stunk, now they were going to have to wait even longer to eat. At least it was going to a good cause. Whether or not it was safe to eat in its current state, well that was something else altogether. Viral was kind of a wild animal now, and they didn't cook their food, so Takeshi figured he'd be fine. Then again were he to change back with all that food in his stomach that might cause some problems. Not like they could cook it now anyways. He supposed blasting it may potentially solve that problem, but that also meant potentially blowing a hole in the floor... Viral could deal with uncooked meats.\n\nVegeta knew there was no certainty as to how Viral would act upon being released, but he had to have good faith that the Beastman would go for the food. If not there were four of them prepared to hold him back, so it was a safe bet he wasn't going anywhere. After Yumi had escaped to the door he followed in suit, having to tuck his leg up to avoid being caught by one of Viral's claws. Landing at Shu's side he watched silently as their friend stalked over to the food, thankfully not looking for a fight just yet. They had a few moments to catch their breath and collect their thoughts, hopefully it was long enough to come up with a real plan. \"I don't know Shu... I really don't. This transformation is new to me too, I don't know what triggered it nor how to undo it.\" Vegeta scoffed at his own shortcoming, never pleased to be beaten by anything. If he could just discern the cause then he could remedy it in no time. Right now all he had to go off of was hunger, and that seemed too simplistic to be the case. \"So long as he doesn't threaten anyone there's no reason for us to lock him up, so hope he's on his best behavior.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu didn't like worrying about his friends, especially considering Viral couldn't talk about his problems. He didn't know how Viral worked; it could had been extremely complicated or the reason this happened could had been very simple, but they didn't know anything and it seemed to get them down a little bit. Grabbing his tail and giving it a squeeze, he looked to Vegeta before he sighed, \"If you don't know and the door isn't working anymore, does that mean he has to go in a cage?\" he asked him, looking back towards Viral, \"He can't live in there…there's no cuddly bed and no water hole and nowhere to wash…and he's already pretty angry. How do we get him out to get to Earth if he's still like this? Does he not remember anything…?\"\n\nViral had little to think about when he was feasting, his preferred meal at the moment being the fish over the steak. There was no doubt that he'd eat the steak too, he was pretty damn hungry and would definitely eat until he was full. Letting out a groan, he slowly lay down on his front, pulling the plastic forward with the meat on it and soon began to chew on the steaks. He was having no problem getting through it with his sharp teeth, he still chose to savour it despite the meaty taste being sub-par at best. There wasn't much flavour in meat that had been thawed, but then again the leftovers he had weren't desirable either. He knew where to find food if he wanted more, but for now he had plenty and would surely get through it in no time anyway.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Sitting around in just briefs really was lousy. Not to mention the walk back to their room was going to be utterly humiliating unless a change of clothes were found. Takeshi figured Shu might be so generous as to share his shirt, since at least he had pants on. Smiling gratefully when his brother agreed he waited for a moment until the younger boy once more got the garment stuck on his head. \"Here, hold still buddy.\" Grabbing just around the hem of the shirt he gave it one quick tug, wiggling it a bit to take it off of Shu. Once it was freed the Saiyan gave it a shaking just to be sure nothing was in it, still a little edgy about finding bugs. Satisfied that it was clean as could be Takeshi slipped the shirt on, sighing contently at being a little more comfortable now. Gratefully smiling at Shu he moved closer to his brother's side, making room as it looked like Viral was coming to again. Maybe now he was aware of what was going on, this whole business was getting pretty confusing at this point.\n\nVegeta watched Viral with a slight cringe as he became aware of what he had turned into. Ah, well he was conscious of the transformation now, this was a start at least. Now they weren't going to have to worry about him going feral or attacking any of them. Of course there was the slight problem that he was still a rather large feline, but one step at a time. Sympathetically reaching out to try and help steady the Beastman he smiled a little, relieved they were finally making progress. \"Easy there, you're okay. Well... I mean aside from this,\" he explained, gesturing to the new form,\" You're fine. It'd be best for you to relax until we can figure out how to change you back.\" Oh now this was quite puzzling, and worrisome too. He had become aware of himself before and that had been enough to trigger a reversal in the transformation. Now however he was apparently completely aware and yet remained totally unchanged. Something else had to trigger the change back, the only question therein was what? Positive that they could be understood now Vegeta gave his friend a little room once he'd settled the Beastman down, rubbing at his chin thoughtfully. \"Can you speak...? Or are your vocal chords not working?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was pretty stuck, still not quite getting the hang of taking off his top. He barely ever needed to do that, he would just sleep in his clothes without much thought put into how he should sleep otherwise. Giving his head a quick shake, he quickly looked to Takeshi and smiled at him, watching him put on his shirt as if analysing the proper way to do it. With Viral at least trying to get up and about now, he watched him curiously before frowning, seeing how much he was struggling. He wasn't changing back, that would be a problem; then again, maybe he just needed to have some sort of influence until he knew how to change back. With Viral not having hunger or murder in his eyes, he slowly backed off from where Takeshi was sitting and stood up, \"Takeshi…did we complete our adventure? What do we do now?\"\n\nViral didn't have a clue why he looked like this or how he ended down in this room, but whatever the reason everyone had managed to find him and he was made into quite the spectacle. He didn't like how large the room was, he could do with being elsewhere completely like in a small room by himself where no passer-by could find him. Grunting as he tried to get up with Vegeta's help, finding it a little difficult when he was feeling pretty terrible mentally and physically. He was able to get into a seated position, one that was pretty similar to how a cat would sit without him meaning to before he lifted his paws up and rubbed his head. He was so sore, he felt like he missed a lot and with his mind only just returning.\n\nGroaning in response to Vegeta telling him to relax, he couldn't quite tell him to do such a thing when he was a fairly large furry lifeform. Trying to ease his headache, he looked to Vegeta before growling and snarling at him, his lips looking as if they were trying to vocalise with him but he just couldn't. Giving his throat a rub, he turned away slightly, letting out a huff. Letting out a growl, he made a grab for his scarf and swung it around his neck, trying to maintain some sort of dignity that he might had otherwise lost with whatever he was doing previously. He didn't understand what he had become; his other form had sense to it considering it was the ultimate fusion of shark and feline, but with this he was just pure feline and even sitting up he was pretty tall. He had no idea how he was supposed to express himself or tell them how he was feeling; he could barely hold his scarf nevermind a large pen if he tried to write down how he was feeling.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"I wasn't suggesting you were a coward...\" Yumi retorted, frowning as she looked away. \"I just thought maybe you'd be more comfortable back here instead of a hospital.\"\n\n\"We'll go where Doctor Ikura has to be, we're already inconveniencing him I'm sure by showing up.\" Vegeta pointed out, trying to dismiss the conversation. \"He'll be able to make time for you Viral, I'm certain of it. And if not we know where he is, it'll just be a matter of making an appointment with him.\" Depending on the number of patients the man had they may well only have to wait a short time to see him. Glancing back out the window he saw his company vehicle pull up, the driver get out to wait for the three of them. All of this ostentatious behavior that came with being a CEO was so annoying, he couldn't care less. But it was at his employees behest that he let them be driven, since it wasn't fitting of the son of Aito or some such nonsense. \"Our ride is here, let's get moving. You might be reluctant now Viral, but you will be better once you visit this man, I'm certain of it.\"\n\nAfter all, Doctor Ikura was the last man they could really turn to that had been involved in actually creating Viral. Sure, dozens of scientists had helped in the project, but their father, the RRA traitor and Ikura were the three who masterminded the entire project. If this didn't pan out then they'd have to find just a standard therapist, and somehow Vegeta didn't think that would work all too well. Motioning for his friends to follow he walked out of his office, sliding on his suit jacket as he left. \"Amelia? We're going out for a bit, please reroute all my calls. Or tell them to stuff it, I don't really care.\" The surprised look on his secretary's face made him smirk, he loved messing with her sometimes. Poor girl did her best at her job but apparently was still not used to his lax behavior as the head of the company. Inside the elevator he stood just at the door, keeping his foot pressed against it to let the others get in as well.\n\n\"Everything is going to turn out fine Viral. We made it back to Earth, this is the last step to making you feel better,\" Yumi said, hoping to encourage the Beastman. Smiling she stepped just out of the room, taking her time to walk with her friend. \"After this your problems will start to go away and you'll be back to your old self. Isn't that reason enough to see this through?\" If he was helped then he'd be happy again, surely that had to be incentive enough. At this point it almost seemed like she and Vegeta wanted this more than Viral did.\n\nIf they were going to be living together then Takeshi wanted to do it right. Having his brother and friend sleeping in half-made rooms wasn't going to cut it, they had to make them nice to accommodate the two. This of course meant employing someone to do it, which included bringing a total stranger over to his home. Family and friends were one thing, but there was a reason he lived in the middle of nowhere still. Peering over at Shu the older boy sighed, not as okay with it as his sibling might be. \"But don't you want a nice fluffy bed you can sleep on? And somewhere to put your clothes? Plus what if you get toys? I suppose we could buy you a television too, do you even watch TV?\" He was getting way ahead of himself with this, maybe it was the lack of sleep. T'charrl sounded like he was perfectly okay with letting things be as they were too, there was no reason to put him up. \"What if we got some kind of house for you out here then? Like a... I don't know... Mobile home. Or a ready made house or something...\" His home was pre-built when he bought it too, and it had been rather nice so far. It would need to be a little larger to make due for the Kaesstrian but they could certainly do the same thing. \"Unless you want to live somewhere else. Whatever you want to do, I guess.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral didn't care if he was being stubborn, he didn't know how this might turn out or whether it would ever be worth seeing this man. He didn't know if the guy was any good with psychology or knew what to do with his powers returning and growing stronger; the man could had abandoned caring for a long time ago. Anything could go wrong or he could be met with disappointment, all depending on whether he could handle the news and why this was all happening to him. He just wanted some control and to know what was going to happen to him in the future. If he was going to have to be given the news to what was happening to him, then he would rather it was given to him straight; if his mental condition was going to deteriorate even further with his powers, then it would be better for him to be put down than to carry on.\n\nFolding his arms, he let out a sigh before his attention went to the window as well, frowning a little upon seeing the vehicle. He would just have to put up with it then, seeing as how Vegeta and Yumi weren't going to give him a break. Looking to Vegeta, he grumbled as he headed on towards the door, \"Right…an appointment…one I probably won't get for months, anyway\", he huffed, turning around again, \"I don't want to take appointments away from him, you know! Even if they are humans, I don't need him pressing guilt on me…\"\n\nYumi was pretty quick to respond too, it seemed, with her own little few words of encouragement. They were probably completely fed up with him; they just wanted him to get better and to stop complaining all the time. Frowning, he walked along with her, keeping his arms folded, \"Depends on what you mean by 'my old self'\", he spoke, shaking his head, \"There's the past me and distant past me; what would be the best one?\" Going into the elevator, he turned slightly and folded his arms before looking to Vegeta, \"You should learn some manners! You call her 'Miss Amelia'…she works hard enough to stay professional without you being informal to her…\"\n\nT'charrl never had friends to have sleepovers like this, even if it was temporary. He was really quite happy to be with Takeshi and Shu with their plans being whatever they wanted to do. If he had to help Takeshi fix up his house then he was going to be pretty happy to help, especially when it was all life experiences for him. Smiling a little, he looked to Shu when Takeshi questioned him about a bed, but after mentioning clothes and onwards from there Shu only ended up looking confused with no idea what he was talking about. Laughing a little, he looked back to Takeshi, \"Isn't your brother new to everything?\" he spoke, shifting his position a little, \"I would like to live with you, but I don't want to cause you anymore stress if it means to change plans just for me. Maybe you should sleep? Shu and I can go hunting if you want\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral gave Vegeta an angry look, pointing a claw at him, \"It's not a matter of her age or how you want to see her, you still give her respect!\" he told him off, looking away again quickly, \"You made her feel uncomfortable with how you spoke to her; don't you know women at all? She works hard and hasn't seen you for a long time; the least you could do is give her and the rest of your employees some respect after returning\". Vegeta should have been more polite to his employees if he wanted any of them to stick around before they ended up looking around for other jobs. It annoyed him, to say the least, especially considering his lack of care was what caused him to have thoughts to leave Capsule Corp before.\n\nWaiting for Vegeta to leave the elevator, he stood at the side to let Yumi out before he trailed along behind them, keeping fairly quiet the whole way out. He was not confident about being seen by others too much and luckily Vegeta's car had tinted windows, but even the trip out to the car was a little worrying. Staring at the security guard as they left the building, he huffed and looked elsewhere. The guards had proved troublesome before and that was the last time he saw them, so he wasn't exactly happy to see one of them. Keeping his head low, he entered the car last to take the seat beside the window for his own comfort.\n\nViral had little to look forward to with this ride, seeing as how it would mean he would have to talk to some guy for ages until he was sorted; that, or be given some sort of therapy, probably shock therapy or something. It wouldn't take long to get to the hospital in this car, but traffic would have to account for that. Letting the other two talk as he stared out of the window, Yumi's own curiosity had her delving into the little fridge with the smell making him turn to look. It just had to be seafood, the smell sparking something he already had trouble with for the last few days. Turning away and pressing his nose against his arm, he stared out of the window just trying to ignore any disgusting urges he'd have for eating the food himself.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"It's only been a month, give or take. And I do give them respect, it's not as though I'm berating them or anything of the sort,\" Vegeta replied, almost defensively. He had never taken on the professional attitude before, why start now? If it were a board meeting or some such then sure, he'd act as dictated, but in casual banter or every day chatter to hell with proper conduct. Leading Yumi and Viral out to the car he ushered the two of them in first, not very psyched about being chauffeured around. Having things done for him was awfully embarrassing, it made him feel incompetent. It wasn't like driving was all that complicated either, heck he did it fairly often just to take a break from everything. But the company board requested he let security and his driver take care of him more often, null as a point that may be. Anything that could remotely threaten him was well beyond them, yet he knew the decision and their efforts were well intentioned. It would be an insult not to let them do their jobs, however pointless they may really be. Vegeta debated on reworking the structure of his company before they left, perhaps reassign security to other people. Ah, but he was getting ahead of himself yet again. First things first, they needed to see to Viral.\n\nShutting the door Vegeta slid into the seat, motioning for the driver to get them moving. Were it not for the fact they were trying to not attract attention he'd not bother with the car. It would be leagues quicker to just fly to the hospital, even if they had to carry Viral. Traffic was starting to build so they were going to be a little while at least. Sighing softly he rested his arm on the door frame, laying his head in his hand as he looked out the window. Only a month gone and yet the city seemed alien to him. Untouched by battle, the lucky people here. It hadn't been the case when he had left of course yet already they had rebuilt and looked none the worse for wear. It was nice that their world had been relatively spared from conflict up to this point. He supposed they had the rebels to thank for that. As much tension as there might be between the two groups it was hard to deny that what they were doing was very helpful, and noble. Hopefully the bitterness subsided soon, Vegeta could see working with them rather nice. And he'd get access to all their gadgets and technology, a little bonus. \"Viral, I know you don't want to do this, but it's for the best,\" he said, breaking the silence they'd been sitting in. \"I don't have to lecture you on this, but I'm just saying. And I'm sure if you want privacy while you talk with Doctor Ikura he'd be more than happy to give it to you. Just tell him whatever's on your mind and he'll help you.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral did hope he'd end up getting there sooner rather than later just to go elsewhere again, maybe even run off before this guy could get anywhere near him. He wasn't scared, but he was not going to let that man get too close to him if he could help it. The man was pretty unknown to him despite having worked on him, but his creation didn't matter when it came to the now and not the past. He didn't care if he had worked on creating him, he was not feeling good about seeing this man and he did not want to find help from him. He wasn't paranoid; he just couldn't be around others just now. Winding down the window a little bit, he took in a few breaths of fresh air before pressing his nose down again into his arm, just letting the wind brush his hair gently instead.\n\nHe wasn't feeling too good and it wasn't even a type of nausea, just a feeling of tension building up inside him. If he was feeling like this and he wasn't even at the doctors then why did they think he would be able to withstand being there? It was just stupid and pointless, probably would only end up with him getting another panic attack and doing something stupid that he would regret forever doing. He didn't want to care that much, but certain circumstances occurring all the time was making him feel nervous and very cautious about the future. If he was supposed to die then fine, but Yumi just wouldn't let him without giving him grief about it. She was probably still mad at him for not thinking he could fight at their level anymore, but she was just mad because she couldn't face the truth of the matter whether she liked it or not.\n\nStaring out the window blankly, he grunted when Vegeta spoke to him again, briefly looking in his direction before resting on his arm again, grumbling away dismissively, \"Hmph, the best…\" He made it sound like he was getting fixed like a common house pet, just involving his mind rather than any other part of him. The doctor could look at him and decide that he required a memory wipe and Vegeta would be completely fine with it, at least it sounded like that from listening to him, \"And what if I don't want to talk at all? Or can't talk at all? Who should dictate whether I should or shouldn't? As if everything is easy to talk about, anyway…it's not even worth listening to when it's been heard all before\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Because the stranger wants to help, perhaps?\" Yumi offered, interjecting, \"He's a doctor, and he'll want to help you just on principle, since that's what they do. Plus if he's a friend of Vegeta's parents, combined with the fact he helped make you don't you think he's at least a little vested in your well being?\" She couldn't speak for the man, but she liked to think Viral was seen as a child of his. Or at the very least something worth preserving. She was curious as to why the doctor had vanished up until this point though. If what she was saying was true then surely he'd have come to check in on their friend now and again. Peering out the window she watched as the hospital came into view, wondering just where inside Ikura was. Hopefully he wasn't with a patient at the moment, it wouldn't be very nice to take him for Viral's sake. The building didn't seem particularly busy despite its reputation, so hopefully they could find a room to wait in if need be. Shifting around as the vehicle came to a halt she waited patiently for the driver to open up the door, unable to suppress a smile as she climbed out of the vehicle. Yumi could really get used to this sort of treatment, though she could also see why Vegeta was annoyed by it. Sure it was nice now but all this hand-holding would get on anyone's nerves.\n\nVegeta was plenty prepared to drag Viral inside if need be. Much as he didn't want to force the treatment upon the Beastman he did need it, there was no debating that. The Saiyan was doing his best to remain patient, not laying so much as a finger on Viral as he motioned for the man to follow them inside. The man really didn't seem thrilled about going in, and he could sympathize to an extent. No one wanted to have their problems and fears exposed and held out to them, which presumably was exactly what Doctor Ikura was going to do. \"The people in this city aren't new to you Viral, they've seen you before. And at any rate it's not as if you've ever done anything seriously harmful to them, so what reason would they have to be upset upon seeing you?\" He treated it as though his being out in public was a problem, Vegeta begged to differ. \"Not afraid? Good, then we can get going inside.\" Taking the side entrance meant circumventing the front desk, which made arranging an appointment a little tricky. A thought occurred to him then, and the CEO turned around to look at his driver. \"Actually, Garlond? If you would, please go in and arrange an appointment. Tell them it's for myself, and that I've specifically requested Doctor Ikura. We'll be on the second floor, space providing.\" Nodding as his employee went off Vegeta smiled, leading the way to the side entrance.\n\nThere wouldn't be any real negative reactions to Viral, but there was ample curiosity. A few of the hospital employees were gathered on the side of the building taking a break when the trio approached, none of whom were quite sure what to make of the Beastman. They looked at him not so much with uncertainty or fright as they did curiosity, unfamiliar with the man. They recognized Vegeta however, and to a lesser extent Yumi even. The girl looked a little different than before but she was often seen around with the young man, it was a pretty common rumor that the two were involved. A few female nurses scrutinized her with accusing glares but kept quiet, not wanting to say anything off color with the bachelor around. Vegeta had picked up on their stares and once they were inside he exhaled, smacking his own forehead. \"Seriously... I'm going to sell the company so people stop staring at me...\" he grumbled, shaking his head. \"Alright... Second floor stairs should be right around here...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral frowned at Yumi's opinion, staring at her before he looked away again, folding his arms, \"Doesn't that make all the difference\", he muttered, shaking his head, \"It's funny that, because I don't remember him ever coming to see me; wasn't he the one who froze me…\" Whatever experience he had with this man it made him feel not all that too confident about seeing him, but whatever he might end up doing better not end with him becoming brain damaged. The man was hardly anything to him just now; he didn't even know what he looked like so who knew just how many people they could confuse him for. He was pretty worried over what might be in for him in terms of treatment, but to hell would he be able to get anything out of him.\n\nWhile he did somewhat appreciate the effort Vegeta and Yumi were putting into this, but he felt like it was just a wasted effort. He didn't believe he could be helped just through talking, especially when he didn't want to talk about his problems. The hospital wouldn't be the best place for this, he was pretty unstable, but they had to meet the guy somehow. Looking to Vegeta, he grunted at his logic, not finding it very helpful, \"Are you serious…\" he sighed, shaking his head, \"Causing public damage and injuring many not do anything for you? Just because people know who you are…besides, being 'not a human' tends to make me the tiniest of minorities and something to gawk at\". Vegeta was always very naïve over how the public worked because he barely ever got involved with them; Vegeta tried to act casual, but all it managed to do was weird people out.\n\nViral couldn't much care for the human's reactions, seeing as how it was a typical human thing when something abnormal came around. They would always gawk and stare, never sure how to handle the difference. Trying to look confident as he went to the side entrance, he looked quickly between bodies when there was a noticeable crowd out the side. Here he thought it would be deserted and yet there were many people here. Giving the humans a glare, he looked away and tried to look confident as he moved into the building, \"Sell the company and I'm going with it\", he spoke, looking to Vegeta, \"You know how I'm supposed to be bound to your parent's legacy…but if you're willing to abandon it for selfish reasons, I'm not following you\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "There was a moment of quiet relief when he heard about the notes being with him, but that also made him suddenly feel paranoid about the man. Who knows who could take the notes from him because he does such a thing; anybody could steal them and end up creating more of him. The RRA and Saiyans already knew of a way to counter his energy and near enough disable him, them knowing how to make more of him and create a way to counter the energy just made him feel broken. If more Beastmen could be created, he would be considered obsolete. Feeling lost and confused all of a sudden despite the good news, he slowly rubbed his head just with the hope that things would improve, \"I would have thought you would put them in a secret hideout or something…\" he groaned, removing his fingers from his scalp, \"Vegeta and Yumi are both stronger than me and the first battle for the planet I was the first to give up. I don't even know what I want for my life…\"\n\nWhat a load of crap this was turning out to be with just everything going against him already and he had barely been in the room for that long. He could barely take it, the thought of going off to be somewhere by himself being awfully desirable right now. Frowning at the mention of his strength or rather lack off, he shifted in his chair uncomfortably before slowly looking away with little interest. It wasn't as if Earth was going to have many warriors at all once all of them had moved on and he was alone, that was the only way he could ever be the most powerful warrior on Earth. There was barely any point in such an accomplishment when the Earth hadn't been attacked in so long since Goku died, the reason the threats had come was to challenge Goku and nobody would want to challenge an artificial creature made to be better than normal Earthlings, \"Oh good, considering I'm supposed to rarely use them, anyway…\"\n\nFeeling pretty fed up with himself, he looked back at Ikura with the mention of eating. He didn't particularly want to talk about it again, but he felt as if he had mentioned it so many times now that it was probably pretty irrelevant to keep back. It still was hard to talk about it, but it was hardly something he should be scared of saying when all it did was the same thing everytime. Hesitating, he stared at the man as he slowly pushed his back against his seat more, \"…I tried to eat a Saiyan after mauling him to death because his armour was in the way of the meat\", he muttered, frowning, \"I was close to eating him immediately…and Vegeta was there…and Yumi, both screaming at me with hate. I did try to eat fish before arriving here, but that was to show some Saiyan up…only to end up with a fever so bad the next thing I remember I was a big cat! However you'll fix that, how the hell should I know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Don't feel discouraged if you're uncertain. Really you're still young, regardless of how you might appear physically. It's perfectly normal for someone your age to be uncertain. I can understand too the increased stress given your situation as well. I assure you though, there's no pressure to decide what it is you want to do with yourself.\" Ikura did question the viability of Viral doing anything but being a combatant. He had plenty of other skills for certain, but his primary design had been to fight. All of his transformations, his healing, his abilities, all of it was aimed solely at being a warrior. If he could perhaps find a fulfilling way to use those then that might make his outlook a bit better. Smiling sympathetically the doctor shook his head, not wanting the Beastman to get the wrong idea. \"Let me rephrase that. It's not that you shouldn't be using them, it's that they were designed with a purpose in mind. Being your power they're used to your discretion, no one can tell you otherwise. I was merely explaining the intent when we gave you those abilities, but we had every desire for you to find uses on your own.\"\n\nPerhaps now they should move on to another topic, albeit not one any easier to discuss. Viral wasn't eating, and psychological implications aside that was obviously a problem. Admittedly the explanation behind it had taken Ikura aback, but only for a second. After letting that process for a moment he nodded his head understandingly, looking back at Viral. \"And because of that you feel any food reminds you of the event... Yes? And the very act of eating is unnerving.\" Giving a shake of his head the doctor reached out once more, gently placing his hand on Viral's shoulder. \"I doubt they were yelling at you with hatred, they were likely frightened and wanted you to stop. Viral... What you did does not go away easily, but we can help it. We'll work on it, but you must remind yourself of this; The food is not the same thing. You ate countless times prior to the event, that is proof enough you can eat these things without inhibition. My conjecture would be you had been starving yourself already, and while assuming one of your beast forms it sought to sate your hunger the only way it knew how. What happened then, assuming you lost control, is by no degree your fault. You cannot and will not be held accountable for what was done, understand?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral was sure this man was going to end up driving him nuts with trying to pull all these memories out and just doing exactly what they had always been doing for so long. He didn't feel better for telling the man all of this; it was just making him feel pretty bad. He wasn't young, maybe young to him considering he was aging but being young and old had to imply you could age. He should had decided what he was going to do in life when he watched the others grow up, but he was too confident that he would still have a sense of purpose; however, as Vegeta's strength grew beyond his and Yumi left to seek further training he was left behind. All he had left was his ability to transform, but that just outright made him a monster whenever he used them, \"You also had to give me a trigger to stop them from going out of my control, but that has broken…again…\"\n\nViral probably had less of an understanding over his abilities than he thought, recognising that he was probably going to be a bit naïve regarding how important they were for him to have, but he still didn't feel comfortable knowing they existed with such unstable consequences. With the unsettling feeling that he was going to become a monster-shark in his future, he looked back to the man when he came to a conclusion as to why certain things were happening and why it was so forceful. Frowning a little, he sighed and leaned back, \"I get it…I get it! And…I hadn't had food for a very, very long time…\" he muttered, shaking his head, \"I was starved off food for so long, my gut unable to take it. I don't want to say what happened, but it was near a year later until I ate again. All primal urges were suppressed, but I wasn't allowed to think for myself either. It's difficult getting back into something you were forced off for so long\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral didn't think any of this was helping him, all he was feeling was insecure with having to tell this man all of these things with no solution other than to put it fresh in his mind again. He didn't like it and didn't enjoy sitting around here for so long with all these possibilities of his future passing by. It would had been a whole less painful to go through forced memory loss than have to talk about all of this, especially when it was always on his mind and plaguing his dreams too. He didn't have an answer to his transformations either, despite the man trying to give him one. Sure, he had another somewhere, but them coming out because of certain influences with the triggers making him lose his mind was always a concern that they were growing beyond him. It was such a pain; he felt so weak and yet there was nothing else he could do to get strong again and it was impossible to get stronger than the others now, not unless he transformed. He was such a pathetic excuse for a warrior, especially when he was the weakest of the bunch now. He had been made and existed in the completely wrong time.\n\nGiving Ikura barely much of a glance, he let out a grumble at the talk of food, not really enjoying it beyond what he already had to talk about, \"Hmph! Humans train on an empty stomach…so why am I different…\" he grumbled, looking elsewhere, \"I don't care for hunger so long as I can keep it at bay. I was fine with the stomach aches and suppression…\" He didn't know how they were supposed to sort that problem when it was completely related to health; any other creature who stayed off food for this long probably would be dead, so Ikura should at least be interested in the fact that he was not dead yet. He may as well have been dead thinking about it, his problems way too out there to be fixed. Feeling fed up, he quickly looked back again at the mention of reliving the events, giving him a look of disbelief before turning around to face him again, \"A similar scenario?? Are you crazy? Or are you just sadistic??\" he asked up, feeling completely against the idea, \"Look, this isn't only things to do with near devouring someone; that problem only stems to my appetite a tiny bit! Do you want to make me kill myself??\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I know, I know. It's not a very pleasant idea to re-experience that kind of thing. But please understand where I'm coming from. By going through the event, or something similar, we can build up a tolerance and proper coping method. We'd be able to better temper you against things like that, so in the event it ever happens again you won't be as severely crippled by it.\" That was one of a few ways they could help Viral, though Ikura favored it above the others. By addressing the issue as directly as possible they had the greatest chance of success. \"I won't try to make it sound pleasant, because the process will be anything but. In order to make progress however we must do some things that may not necessarily be easy for you. If you're not fond of that suggestion we may certainly try another.\" A handful of treatments were available to them, after all, the least of which included medication. Aside from developing coping methods with the event, for example, they could take on stress in a general sense and find means of reducing that. There was a little skepticism as to how that would help a more defined problem though, Ikura would rather be direct and attack it at the source. The means in which they would go about this however all depended on Viral.\n\nSo the Saiyan dilemma would be their priority, since once a healthy eating habit was re-established getting Viral to cooperate and relax would be far easier. How to go about it though... \"We need to reacquaint you with food, since a good diet will lead to good well being overall. In the absence of medication we'll need to use some kind of therapy to address this, I'll only prescribe pills if deemed need be, I hope you understand.\" Viral was definitely appalled at repeating the event, understandably so. Perhaps the actual motions shouldn't be of concern, but rather his feelings towards them. Yes, if they could somehow ease his guilt, fear or even anger then the problem may work itself out, ideally. \"I'm speaking solely of this problem because it seems a good stepping stone to the rest. It will be a process, Viral, and we need to work through it together. If I can ask... What words would you use to describe your emotional state towards the event? Tell me precisely how you feel about it, or do your best to.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "This man was insane if he thought going through the torturous experience again would help, especially when any other normal being would have died long ago from it. Viral knew he was going to be worse off if he went through that; it may work with a human, but no human could live through what he had to experience. Feeling pretty close to leaving, he gave a glance to the door before back to Ikura, growling lowly as he backed up on his chair, \"Of course I'm not fond of that suggestion! That method may work for humans, but incase you never noticed when you were making me I am not a human! Hell, I'm not even in the same class as organic creatures! Just stop thinking I'm like a human…that's not going to get you anywhere! And it's not going to get me anywhere…\"\n\nThis all seemed pointless; this 'help' he was supposed to be receiving wasn't helpful in the slightest and just sounded like suggestions overall. This was not helping him in the slightest and it felt pretty awful, but maybe one problem that was causing the worst of them all around, at least in regards to hurting people. Slowly rubbing his head, he frowned a little as he stared at Ikura, \"Great…however you'll get me to do that\", he muttered, feeling a little down. The process of eating seemed easy enough, he had done it before with the fish, but he still felt ill after it and had managed to spark something in him that certainly didn't help with the situation much. Scratching his stomach slowly, he looked a little confused, \"My emotional state? I hate myself\", he grumbled, folding his arms, \"How disgusting and disgraceful…literally sick to my stomach! It's one thing hunting and killing animals, but tearing apart someone screaming at you in your language? I'd like to see you handle something like that…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Takeshi couldn't exactly tell Shu how to act either, he didn't really know how old the little guy was himself. He was definitely acting younger than he was, no doubt about that, but that was because he was so naive about things. Once he learned more maybe he'd calm down a bit. Or... Maybe not. \"Your clan did love you. I mean... They raised you didn't they? So they had to have loved you.\" Then again he'd been raised by Master Xing, and it was pretty evident he had only been a tool to that man. Okay, so maybe you could be raised by someone who actually didn't care for you, albeit it was hard to believe anyone, save their father, could willingly hate the young Saiyan. Returning his gaze back unto Viral Takeshi listened carefully to what had to be said, rather keen on getting his training secured. \"I'll take extra care of it, I promise Viral, you've got my word,\" he said, nodding with a smile. \"And we can start whenever you're ready to teach me... Of course, the sooner the better, but whenever you're ready to begin is good too!\" Well that had been relatively easy, he was still surprised the Beastman had agreed to willingly. Just as they had reached their agreement Vegeta had come over to take their friend away, for something private apparently. Eh, it was none of their business.\n\n\"No one is going to touch your gifts,\" Vegeta reassured, looking at Shu and Takeshi as he spoke, \"These two are on guard duty until we get back, got it? Unless Yumi wants to touch no one else comes near them. I doubt anyone would take anything, but if Viral wants them kept safe then we'll give him that.\" Security detail aside they needed to get somewhere private to do this, and what better place than his room. For this gift T'charrl would be needed, and once the Kaesstrian joined them Vegeta led the pair out, down the hall and towards the back of the building. Since their extraterrestrial friend was a tad big they had to take the stairs instead of the elevator, and on the second floor his bedroom was towards the rear of the compound. Once to the room Vegeta ushered the pair inside, shutting the door and smiling knowingly at Viral. \"My gift may take a while to give, but I'm hoping it'll be worth it. I brought T'charrl along because we need his help for this.\" he explained, looking to the alien in question. \"Need my energy to do this?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral was definitely pretty suspicious over Takeshi asking for this from him, especially when it meant he was probably getting annoyed at being unable to use his blade properly. It wasn't just a Takeshi thing to do that, anybody was capable of having such manipulating thoughts to get what they wanted when they were having trouble with it. If this boy was willing to come up to him and ask about training, then maybe there was a chance that he would be able to treat his weapon with the respect it deserved and not just as an item. For now, he was going to see if Takeshi could give his weapon the respect it deserved, but if he failed then he would just have to learn how to use it himself. For now, the whole thought of having to go elsewhere for Vegeta's gift made him a little concerned, especially when it meant having the alien along for it too. He didn't know what Vegeta was playing at, but if it had to be anywhere then he'd rather it was somewhere people didn't go.\n\nGiving Vegeta a stern look, he sighed and looked back to Takeshi and Shu, feeling unsure to whether he should trust them or take the gifts to his room instead. Shu would probably break something and Takeshi would probably take something, break it and then pretend it was Shu that did it. It was a loss-loss situation regarding that, but with an annoyed sigh he shook his head, looking back to Vegeta, \"You sure know how to pick your guards…\" he sighed before following along with Vegeta, not particularly wanting to have people in his room; it wasn't as if it was dirty, but it still felt like an invasion of territory, \"Don't touch anything in my room either, not like I have my room…\"\n\nShu simply watched the exchange silently, curious to what was going on before they made their leave bar Takeshi for guarding. Looking up at Takeshi, he did think a little about what he said, but during the time talking he was soon having a lot of doubts about Takeshi's concept of love and his clan's concept. Staring up at him for a moment, he sighed a little and lowered his head again, \"I don't know if it was love, really\", he spoke, waving his tail around, \"I mean, I don't fully understand that either, so maybe it was…? But love must be tough, though, because it was hard sometimes. But more in clan, stronger it be!\"\n\nT'charrl followed along quickly, the balloon since left at the party and a more serious expression on his face. He needed to mentally prepare and while it was nice to chill out for a while he still needed to get ready and make sure nothing was going to go wrong. Looking all around as they passed through the facility, he found himself pretty interested in the architecture right up until they came to Viral's bedroom. It was pretty curious how tidy yet empty the place was with only a bed and what he guessed was a place for clothes to go. Looking around for a suitable place, he looked to Vegeta before giving a brief nod, \"If you give me it just before we finish, otherwise I should be okay\", he spoke calmly, moving to the middle of the room, \"I've just got to…uhhh…\" Clasping his claws together, conjuring a blue blame before placing it down on the ground, the flames extending high in the room as he tried to do exactly what Vegeta wanted him to do before.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Aito wasn't sure where June was coming from with her idea, but it was a perfectly valid one. Mastering his combat forms would give Viral much more strength, and in turn confidence. The Beastman had been in the process of learning to control them before they were killed so unfortunately they would have to start over again. The fact he'd used two of them already was promising, it meant he was at least aware of them and hopefully the sensations they brought. \"You can master them though, Viral. If my theory is correct you should be able to feel your own power almost as we do Ki. Each of your powers, the feline, the shark and the dragon all have their own specific energy signatures. If you can learn to focus on them you can draw them out at will, and doing so you'll retain your mindfulness. It's more or less identical to Ki in that regard actually. Saiyans and the like have to dig for their Ki and bring it forth, and your power works the same way. It'll just be a matter of coming to recognize them.\" Which Vegeta could hopefully do. Maybe a little instruction for his son would be a good idea, if nothing else. If Ikura was there then the man should definitely be able to enlighten their son, he only need ask. Then the training could begin in earnest.\n\n\"What about Namekian Dragonballs...?\" Vegeta suggested hopefully. He rather liked the idea of his parents coming back, even if it might be odd after so long. \"We're going back to space anyways, we can make a stop, I'm sure Korian won't mind. Well, either that or he's got no say in the matter. We could feasibly do it Viral, it wouldn't be that long of a journey in our new ship, a week maybe at most.\" Speaking of, that reminded him that they needed to restock the vessel before they shipped out again. Probably not a bad idea to get extra supplies too, it couldn't hurt to have excess. \"From what I understand the Namekian dragon doesn't have the same rules as ours, so we should be able to make whatever wish we want to.\"\n\n\"Porunga could certainly do that, easily.\" Aito hadn't considered that, nor had he thought to ask their sons to travel all that way. He was nervous about returning, it would be odd considering he and June were now just barely their seniors. How nice it would be though to return home, and experience things again. Smiling thoughtfully he rubbed at his chin, looking lost in thought for a moment. \"If you two were to do that... Hm... Yes. If I can return then Ikura and I can properly see to Viral. He's more of the theoretical and psychological side, I'm far more attuned to the actual physical nature of you, Viral. Between us you'd be as good as new in a day, two tops. This is of course assuming you can see this done.\" It was a journey to Namek after all, and they did have other matters to attend to. Aito couldn't say he totally hated the idea of returning home after so long however, King Kai's world and Otherworld in general still didn't feel quite homey to him.\n\nJune was rather enamored with this idea now, the notion of being home with her family thrilled her. \"And while you're traveling there you two can work on mastering Viral's forms!\" she added, smiling at Vegeta and Viral. \"If you don't learn them by the time we come back then we can help, like Aito said. Oh, and we could do things as a family again!\" Getting all starry eyed she looked at the boys quite happily, nearly bouncing about in her spot. Turns out their mother was quite excitable, albeit nowhere near as much as Shu was. Clasping her hands together she cleared her throat, blushing slightly realizing how goofy she was being. \"That would be really nice, seeing you two again in person. I'd like that.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral was pretty confused, finding it difficult to see where June was coming from. She should had been able to recognise that he wasn't himself compared to what she remembered him being like, he was incredibly out of practice and the attempted modifications by the Saiyans had made it difficult to recover. He really needed to get his head in check for all that to work out well, he still had a lot to lose and that couldn't be an open option for him. He barely had control over his forms as it was, just his Enki since it had been discovered and drawn out by the Saiyans. Looking back to June, he let out a grumble and shook his head, \"'Dragon'…tch! Is that how you describe it? It takes near death to draw it out!\" That would certainly become a problem eventually from the sounds of it if he couldn't draw it out without having to nearly die. He needed to have faith in himself and June's words, but that was very difficult, \"I'll…try. I lose my mind everytime, though\", he spoke, letting out a groan, \"I feel so…'confident' in my abilities…\"\n\nHe really wasn't confident at all, especially when his feline form made him an actual feline until he was brought back to his senses. Who knew what would happen when he manages to transform into his shark form, especially considering the nature of sharks. It was going to be some journey if he could live long enough, nevermind learning how to control his abilities. Knowing about his monstrous form before the others was simply leftover memory after his incarceration, everything else was just new. Growling lowly, he rubbed his head to try and divert his thoughts away from it and went back to the subject of the Dragonballs, looking to Vegeta when he suggested Namekian ones. That was an idea, but New Namek had always been uncharted for a reason and going there for their own desires seemed a little selfish. If they were to lead the Saiyans there without meaning to then the planet was in trouble; of course, there was the other problem concerning if the Namekians had used the Dragonballs recently.\n\nFeeling a little left out, he looked between Aito and June and growled lowly. It was an awfully huge request and they were treating it as if he was going out to get groceries instead. To get them living again it meant using one wish to take their spirits to the Namek check-in station, one wish to revive Aito and the last to revive June. It was an awfully big request to ask a bunch of strange aliens for. It would be for Vegeta mostly, he had memories of his parents and all Viral had was an instinct to follow their orders. Giving them a sharp look, he sighed and looked away, \"…Okay, if that's what you wish\", he spoke, looking back to them, \"If that's what you wish…\"\n\nIt would definitely be Vegeta who would be the most excited about this, but he didn't know how to feel. They were his creators, but the concept of parents and family was only something he had read about and rarely seen. It was a mysterious concept and one he was often fascinated by, but having his creators try to treat him like family brought some sort of strange conflict in him. Having his memory wiped made them feel as if they were buying him and becoming his new masters, leaving a really odd feeling in his gut. Feeling awkward, he looked to Vegeta before looking back to Aito and June, giving a little nod, \"I'll master them! It's only been twenty…whatever years\", he spoke, frowning slightly at June's excitement, \"Thank you for your wishes…and requests. It's been an interesting day so far and maybe I'll have more to come, so long as you wish for it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"So Kaesstrians get energy from the planet...? Huh... We kind of do that too...\" Goku's Spirit Bomb technique worked that way didn't it? Though that was kind of a different concept, and from what Takeshi had seen Kaesstrians weren't exactly gathering power to blow up a planet. Well, maybe the General had been, but he was crazy, he didn't count. Watching the spirit disappear back into their friend he sighed in relief, glad nothing really bad had come of that. When the world around them reverted back to normal T'charrl had promptly collapsed on the ground, as had Shu. Wonderful, he was the only one currently not splayed out in the dirt. Rubbing at his forehead Takeshi first helped his sibling to his feet before returning to his friend, pulling T'charrl up to rest along his own side. \"Nimbus won't be a problem, yeah. Call it, we'll go pay Vegeta a visit to make sure T'charrl is okay.\" A little checkup was probably in order at least seeing as their friend had some minor burns from the Ki blasts. That would be easily fixed up no doubt.\n\nEh... Takeshi wished Shu had kind of just let that kid be there, he didn't particularly care for the Saiyan. His brother was right though, it wouldn't be proper to just leave him here. Seeing as the boy was more or less abandoned it fell to them to find something to do with him. Well... Killing him wasn't going to happen, and he wasn't sure if they could trust anyone on Earth enough to keep an eye on him. \"I guess we're taking him with us, we don't have any other choice,\" he replied dejectedly. \"Really don't want to... But we don't have a lot of choice here.\" It was either that or leave him in the hands of the rebels, whether that was a good idea or not. Carefully leading T'charrl over Takeshi leaned down, scooping up the Saiyan with his free arm and slinging him over his shoulder. With his arms full he lifted up into the air slowly, making sure he had a firm grip on them. \"We're going to Vegeta's, get nimbus and follow me.\"\n\nThat had been one hell of a week leading up to their departure. A party, training and some random Saiyan kid was now part of their group. Overall not a totally miserable time, though the latter certainly complicated things a little. They were going to have to find something to do with him eventually, whether that was hand him over to the Saiyans or the rebels. He was pretty much a brat, this one, wouldn't even tell them his name. Ah well, not that it mattered terribly much. It would be some time until they returned to Earth again after this, probably at least a month or two. After saying their goodbyes to everyone they were back in orbit rather promptly, getting settled before heading out to meet the rebels again. After that... Well Namek, probably. Amongst gods knew how much else they would be doing, time would tell. The battle with Yamate, the king of Saiyans was just on the horizon now, everyone recognized that. Whatever they did now was just a build up to that moment, probably best they use their time wisely.\n\n\"Come here Shu!\" Time spent wisely was probably *not* playing a game of tag in the training hall. Granted, it was training in a way. Takeshi wanted to see just how fast Shu might be in the air now, still pretty determined he was quicker while flying. A game of tag was the easiest and most enjoyable way to test this theory of his, and he could mask it as a game between brothers. So far he regretted to say his claims weren't holding up nearly as well as he would have liked. So speed on the ground seemed to translate to speed in the air, who would have guessed? Keeping up with Shu, much less catching him was proving to be difficult, and it sort of annoyed him, to a minor degree. Diving for his brother and missing completely Takeshi landed against the wall, hovering along it with his feet flush against the steel as he smiled amused at his brother. \"Stop moving around so much and let me get you!\"\n\nThis was what training was like for the Princes? Looked like a kid's game, how stupid. How two people like them ever got so strong was beyond him. Still... It kind of seemed like fun. He had always been more interested in this kind of thing himself back on Kortal, but everyone else was much too focused on fighting and war. Why should they even be fighting this, they had no reason to. And now the stupid rebels were right on their doorstep and they were probably going to lose the war, and who knows what would happen after that. His parents were both fighting, for whatever reason, probably because they were still loyal to the king. Anyone who abandoned him like that didn't get his loyalty, these Princes and their friends deserved it more. But they too were in this stupid war, fighting for nothing really. Tugging his knees up to his chest tighter he continued to watch them rush about, wondering how long they were going to keep it up.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu had the problem of being pretty hungry and tired so walking was a little difficult, he'd probably even need a wash after falling on his face like that. He just hoped that T'charrl was okay, but his concern was definitely going to be directed all to him and none to the guy. He had done nothing to help their situation and he had to experience pain because of him. T'charrl was definitely not going to forgive the kid at all, especially considering T'charrl had probably been trying to hide that aspect of him ever since leaving his homeworld. He now understood why he called himself a monster and what Takeshi's friends said first time it happened too. Smiling up at Takeshi, he nodded happily, \"Mister Vegeta will know what to do! He'll be alright after that…\" he smiled before letting out a sigh, \"I hope that guy doesn't wake up because I don't feel like dealing with him right now…\"\n\nThe week had gone by pretty slowly for some and had proven to be pretty busy, but everything that had happened was fairly overwhelming on a few accounts. T'charrl had gotten his rest and checked out by Vegeta, but he had hardly spoken since he transformed. He felt embarrassed and didn't like the fact that he had managed to cause terror to both Takeshi and the enemy Saiyan, not to mention the Saiyan was now with them under acceptance. He felt really bitter, as if they had just accepted a spy into the group. Not feeling up for company, he sat in his room staring at a mirror as he pressed his claws against his cheek, analysing his face as if finding something wrong with it that nobody else was telling him about.\n\nShu was pretty happy playing around with Takeshi in the training room, finding it as a good alternative to flying around outside and getting used to it. He didn't really know how he was supposed to take having the nameless guy down at the bottom watching them, but he was certainly able to ignore him as he flew around trying to get away from Takeshi. He kind of floated around in a strange way, each time getting away from Takeshi with his strange 'drifting through the air' technique like there was anti-gravity in the room. It was certainly pretty difficult to catch him, but Shu was having fun nonetheless, \"Nooo! You'll never catch meeee!\" he squeaked, floating away with a tumble through the air, rolling around before darting off again, \"Fly! Fly! Fly! Weee! I'm fast! Falling fast! Floating fast!\"\n\nViral had spent his week being treated by Ikura some more, but despite a few pep talks and words of encouragement it had been a tough week with medical examinations and medicine being given to him with enough for a full course to calm the nightmares down and hopefully get rid of them with the other continuing to mellow him out a little bit; however, what he was needing to train for did not allow him to mellow out all that well with all things considered. He needed to learn how to control his transformations and discover a completely new one so he may become fully combat viable again. It was embarrassing to have to do this and he didn't even know where to start, how he was supposed to feel when trying to cause them and whether he really had to be near death for them to happen. He was feeling pretty awkward no matter what with no clue to what he was supposed to do and instead sat around with his arms folded tight, the frustration building as he had no idea how to even start with this task.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Shu had an explanation and a demonstration now, shy of explaining every single little detail Takeshi couldn't do much else for him. This was much too simple a technique to warrant much more help anyways, not much needed to be said. Trying to be patient however the older boy entertained his sibling, doing his best to shed some light on the matter. Shu definitely had the speed down, but he wasn't creating a single image just yet. Pulling him aside, quite literally, Takeshi had explained more thoroughly how to actually do the afterimage. To that the little Saiyan seemed more than ready to try again, at least he was enthusiastic. Eccentricity didn't necessarily mean capability however, as Shu's next attempt was quick to demonstrate. It started out very well, and he even managed to make an image, albeit a weak one. It had hardly begun by the time he darted into the wall with a resounding thud, falling onto his backside as a result. Cringing at the sound Takeshi sighed, smacking his forehead before smiling slightly. He was getting it, just rather slowly. \"Hey, there's a wall there, or did you forget?\" he teased, walking over and squatting beside his brother. Checking his head carefully for any injuries he chuckled, \"How about starting from the middle of the room this time?\"\n\nAsking the person who wanted to kill him for something to do, boy this was sad. Still, being hated was preferable to being lonely in his experience, at least someone was paying attention to you then. Mustering the courage to confront and ask T'charrl he was earnestly surprised he got an answer. Not that the Kaesstrian stuck around for very long to explain, he said that in passing. Training... Training, is that all everyone here did? Why didn't anyone ever do anything fun? He knew what they were working towards, they had to be strong for that, but still... \"Training huh...? Uh... That's boring...\" he mumbled, frowning as he sulked a bit. When T'charrl didn't stop at all the Saiyan bit his lip hesitantly before following after him rather slowly. He must seem like such a loser right now, tagging along like this. \"I need to train too... Probably a lot to fight,\" he said, trying not to sound like he was butting in on T'charrl's own. \"I'm pretty good already, but I need to improve to fight the king.\"\n\nSo far so good, Viral was doing quite well with straight boxing. Of course none of their opponents from now on would only do this, so it left quite a bit to be desired in terms of application. Still... If he could hold his own in a brawl with a Saiyan then there was something going for him. Retorting to the Beastman's attacks with a high flurry of punches of his own Vegeta had each blocked, hitting only bone as he struck out. Dashing back away to avoid a kick he smiled amused, bouncing lightly on his feet to keep moving. \"You want me to try harder? Alright, I can do that.\" Viral had asked for it, he could certainly do better. He wasn't nearly as quick as Shu was, but had speed in his own right and was going to use it. Vanishing from where he was Vegeta came to a stand still beside Viral, throwing another punch at his head. Blocked or connected he'd move again, coming in at a different angle with another strike. He'd keep this process going for a bit until he was either caught or hit, maybe it would be enough to annoy the Beastman.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu didn't mean to go so fast, he didn't have a good enough sense of where he was going to be able to turn in time. Feeling a little disorientated, he shook his head and stared up at the wall, tilting his head curiously before giggling. Even if it was a bit sore to run right into the wall, he was still happy that he was able to go that fast in the first place nevermind having to run into a wall to find out he could do it. Looking up at Takeshi, he rubbed his head slowly as Takeshi gave his head a check over, \"I'm okay! Just a bump\", he smiled happily, holding his hands up to try and grab onto Takeshi to pull himself up, \"I think I need to learn how to turn at a high speed…because I'm not sure I want to go through that again! How do you push against the wind…? I'm so small and weak compared to you…\"\n\nT'charrl didn't know how he was supposed to handle this guy when he was still essentially the enemy until he had proven himself on the battlefield, that he wasn't just another spy. It was hard to deal with this kind of pressure, it was everything against his training so it was certainly pushing his buttons. Keeping his head lowered, he sighed and slowly rubbed his head as he tried to keep calm. He could tell this guy was following him down the halls, already feeling a little intimidated by it. Walking down the ramp to get down to the lower levels, he looked back at the guy before giving his head a quick shake, lowering his head a little again, \"W-Wha? But…with me…?\" he questioned him, feeling worried, \"B-But you're scared of me…and I'm going to be training my abilities! It might involve me changing and you getting scared again…you realise that, right?\" He didn't want to have to say it but he needed to get it clear to the kid that he was not just going to throw punches and kicks around; he was going to straight up try and advance himself and unlock his 'gifted' powers so he could help his friends with a wish. He was probably going to end up changing form a lot if he got it down, not just into some disgusting giant beast.\n\nThe lack of variety Vegeta was giving him was pretty lame to put it lightly, finding it hard to see how this was supposed to help him. While these were all still strong attacks, Viral was used to it and this didn't feel aggravating or annoying yet. Throwing out his own attacks, Vegeta was soon willing to admit that he was not going in hard and should be now. Huffing, he readied himself again before watching Vegeta vanish, his eyes quickly searching for him before immediately having to throw up his arms, blocking an attack to his head before another came in trying to hit him from the other side. Vegeta had to consider him as an enemy at this point, not just it as an excuse to throw out fancy attacks. Growling lowly, he continued to block the attacks as they became just predictable, ending with him simply ducking down and throwing his arms out to try and hit him when he came close, \"That's not trying harder!\" he growled before spinning around and trying to leap at Vegeta, his fist swinging to try and clip him and annoy him right back.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Just don't get carried away Shu, it's not a race,\" Takeshi chided, smirking at his brother amused. He was so excitable, it was fun seeing him get into something so earnestly. Watch him? As if he had much of a choice whether he was or not. The little guy was drinking in all the attention and having a blast, you couldn't NOT watch him right now. As he tended to Shu got a little bit eccentric, beginning to bounce for who knows what reason. Watching the young Saiyan fly up into the air his older brother cringed slightly when he hit the ceiling, getting worried and ready to move as he started coming back down. Flight training had paid off apparently because he caught himself in mid air, leaving Takeshi stood underneath him with an exasperated smile. Shaking his head and rubbing at his forehead he laughed, glancing up at Shu with his hands on his hips. \"You know... I'm seriously beginning to wonder if how much energy you have might be unhealthy. I mean seriously, who is this hyper all the time? No one but you!\" Sighing he stepped back, motioning for his brother to come back down. \"I think you've got the idea, we can probably stop practicing that now.\"\n\nEven before he raised his energy Haku could feel it, this wasn't looking extremely promising in his case. He was mediocre as far as a fighter was concerned, and this alien could probably hold his own against a regiment commander if he had to. Okay, so maybe he'd bitten off a slight bit more than he could chew... Yikes. Shirking back reflexively as the energy spiked he looked at T'charrl warily, doing his best to raise his own fists and get ready. \"It wouldn't be t-training if you did...\" he retorted, trying and failing to sound confident. Alarmed as the Prince came in for an abrupt attack he did the only thing he could, scramble away and avoid being hit. Nearly tripping as he tried to dodge Haku actually jumped to the side, tumbling and rolling as he narrowly escaped. He had only just begun to get up again when he saw T'charrl come back for another attempt, yelping and rushing under his legs on all fours, darting away hastily in the process. Okay, so maybe he could tire the Kaesstrian out, then he could win! Or if he got hit he might really get hurt, which would be bad.\n\nHelping Viral back to his feet Vegeta smiled a bit, shrugging his shoulders in response to the Beastman's quip. \"If I did anything that badly I could fix it, so I'm not too worried,\" he retorted, trying to play it off. That comment bit quite hard, but the intent here was to annoy and anger Viral, he had to brush it off. \"You're forgetting who you are talking to. Any damage done I can fix... For the most part. Unless I literally blew you apart you'd be none the worse for wear.\" With that being said it looked like they were getting back into the action. Good, so that one trick wasn't going to do the Beastman in. \"I won't make it easy on you, trust me.\" The words had barely escaped his lips when Vegeta dashed forward, throwing a punch at his friend's gut. Blocked or not he would crouch down and try to sweep out his legs, and the final part of his little attack would include an uppercut to his jaw, provided anything actually made contact.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was disorientated after hitting the ceiling, not quite expecting it to come at him so fast or rather not expect it so soon after darting away like that. He did mean to turn in the air, but he couldn't stop in time before impact; nevertheless, he was having fun and it's not like it hurt or nothing. Rocking away in the air as if floating around on water, he shook his head and spun around to look at Takeshi, \"Look! See what I did??\" he giggled, trying to swim through the air with a doggie paddle motion, eventually managing to paddle his way back down to the ground and landing on his face as if in slow motion. Slowly pushing himself off the ground, he smiled and looked up at Takeshi as he dusted himself down, \"Stop practicing? Ooohhhh…ooh! Wanna go eat??...Ooh, no…Mister Viral is trying to be a kitty cat in there…ooh! We should practice other things like pouncing! Do you know how to pounce? Mister Viral would know how to pounce too…because he's kitty cat…\"\n\nT'charrl wasn't afraid of Haku, he had no reason to be now. Despite what Haku thought of him before, he had grown stronger since then and was on the verge of gaining a great boost. He didn't know if he would remain in this form or find the ability to return to his original state, but either way he was on the verge of gaining greater power. Going straight into the fight, he tried to hit the kid down but was instead dodged. Turning towards the kid quickly, he gave him a good glaring as he rushed in once more, throwing his fists down only for Haku to run under him instead. Hissing in annoyance, he turned around quickly with his arms raised, his energy increasing as if with a sudden buzz, \"Stop trying to anger me and fight me! Or leave…because this isn't helping!\" Spreading his wings he quickly dashed right for the kid, raising his fists before trying to slam them down into the ground while his other arms swung around as if trying to cover both escapes.\n\nViral frowned a little, feeling uncomfortable with Vegeta's little retort. Despite what he had said, he felt that one right in the heart, \"And you think saying that will help me change form…\" Trying to get back into the game, he let out a sigh as he kept his stance, feeling a little distracted. He just felt like he was training with nothing special, the thought of changing form was quite literally just a thought. He had to try and get his mind focused on it, but he had literally no idea how he was supposed to. Raising his fists, he readied himself as Vegeta spoke but was quickly put on edge when he was immediately attacked. Moving his hand down he caught Vegeta's punch who quickly squatted and tried to pull him off his feet. Getting his leg caught he held his ground but was quickly uppercutted in the jaw, stumbling back a moment before he immediately threw his fists at Vegeta rapidly, \"This is doing nothing!! Try harder!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Sweet and spicy it is then! That shouldn't be too hard.\" Fruit and... Well what was spicy? Cayenne was spicy, so was chili powder. Maybe a little bit of both mixed with some fruit? Yeah, that would go nicely on some of these steaks. And the fish... Maybe a bit of oranges and something hot... \"There's nothing to this cooking stuff, I've done it once and I'm already a pro!\" Takeshi grinned as he unwrapped several of the meats, grabbing a pan and some foil before preparing the dish for the foods. Not having any idea how much spice to put on each slice he shook a fair amount on each, setting the small containers aside afterwards. Last thing they would need was the fruit, he should probably slice that up and put it on top. In the drawer then he found a sharp knife, and in the cabinet below a cutting board. \"Want anything else? I'm on fire right now, I can make anything we want.\" he mused, setting the sliced fruits on top of the seasoned meats. Now came the puzzling part, the oven. Hm... How high should he make the heat? \"Three hundred and fifty... Sounds good to me!\" he said with a smile, turning it up before placing the dishes inside. \"Now how long do they usually cook for...?\"\n\nViral was certainly struggling, but it wasn't a moot effort. He was retaining control and if they fought a bit more he could assert it even better. \"I don't doubt you feel strange. I'd feel off too if my entire being just changed in a matter of moments,\" Vegeta retorted with a small smirk. Backing off slightly to give the Beastman some room he grabbed another steak, slowly searing it in the palm of his hand. \"You're doing well though, much better than the last time we saw you like this. If you can improve in a week's time with minimal effort then mastering this should be an easy feat.\" Placing the steak then on the ground before his friend Vegeta looked down at his sticky hands, frowning as he looked around for a sink to use to wash. There wasn't much, but a small sanitation station would do the trick. Running his hands through the hot water he glanced over his shoulder when addressed, hefting his shoulders in a shrug. \"You can apparently think straight if we're conversing, it's just difficult. As for whether that is control or not, yes, yes it is. You're resisting the urges this form brings forth, and in doing so you're mastering it. Try to suppress what you're feeling, that's the entire goal oft this, to make sure you remain in control.\"\n\nWith his back against the wall and two massive trunk like arms at either side Haku was pretty much stuck. This was hardly pleasant, in fact he was almost certain he was about to ruin his new pair of trousers if this kept up. That tongue was really unsettling, the way it swished about and tried to lick him. Much as he pressed against the wall to try and get away in reality he wasn't helping himself any. His eyes caught one of T'charrl's arms as he lifted it into the air, gasping audibly before squeezing his eyes shut, expecting the pain of a gash on his torso. Instead when all he heard was the tearing of fabric the Saiyan opened his eyes nervously, baffled as to what happened. It wasn't until he noticed the cool air on his torso that he thought to look down, astonished to find his shirt missing. Spotting then a strand of the fabric hanging out of T'charrl's mouth Haku stared like a deer in the headlights, sinking slowly to his backside against the wall. \"Y-You just wanted m-my shirt...?\" he asked, drooping his head with a sigh. \"Unbelievable... Y-You could have just a-asked...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu really didn't know how this was supposed to turn out and quite frankly he didn't know whether Takeshi really could pull it off, especially when he seemed to be dotting around looking a little confused at things and just grabbing what he thought would be suitable. If things did go wrong then he could grab some fruit instead and Takeshi could deal with the food however he wanted to. Watching Takeshi curiously as he began to set everything up, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi quizzed him on what else to make with it, \"Ooh? Umm, I don't know! I just shove food in my mouth and eat it!\" he spoke, bouncing a little while making the motion of eating with his hands. He couldn't care less, just so long as the food didn't end up being completely wasted. Going back to watching Takeshi work, he tilted his head a little as Takeshi put the food in some sort of machine before closing it all away, \"Ooh! It make the food hot?\" he asked curiously, tilting his head a little, \"I don't do this to my food, so I don't know how long. Why do you question me about it?\"\n\nViral was certainly having his moments, generally finding it hard to keep contained just by sitting and talking to Vegeta. He probably didn't have a clue to how hard this was, especially when this was just his second time and he had changed so soon before having a chance to settle down. Vegeta was trying to give him reassurance that he was doing well, but quite frankly he was having a hard enough time not growling and roaring at him. Letting out a groan as he fought for self-control, the smell of cooking meat soon caught his attention and he was quick to turn his nose, sniffing around in Vegeta's direction. Watching as the meat was placed on the floor, he leaned down towards it and picked it up off the floor, tearing into it quickly with strange determination. He was quite concerned with keeping the meat all to himself even if nobody else clearly wanted it. Chomping it down hastily, he slowly began to stand up, growling lowly as he stared at Vegeta before letting out a very sudden yelp as his tail knocked over the chair he was sat on before, the loud clanging noise putting him on alert very quickly and snapping him out of his trance.\n\nT'charrl was pretty precise with his appendage despite only having them for a short time and with a quick slice the shirt was torn right down the middle, his tongue whipping around and pulling it straight off him and throwing it in his mouth. The shirt was pretty well stained with great taste and in a few chews it was gone. That was strangely satisfying, but all it had done was left Haku in a mild panic. Hissing lowly, he went to try and speak but quickly thought otherwise, turning away from him instead. The kid had decided to help him and yet there he was acting like a monster where even clothes were on the culinary list. He was completely embarrassed and ashamed of himself to the point where the only topper would be if he started laying eggs too and even then they would just think that was 'normal' in his condition. Slowly shaking his head, he soon rubbed a big paw against it before slowly sliding down onto his front, the large orb on his chest clanging against the ground uncomfortably which only served to annoy him.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Shu certainly felt confused, feeling a little happy that Takeshi was offering to give him some help when it came to riding a bike, but he still didn't know what else there was to this whole riding a bike thing nor did he know what a bike was. He really did enjoy learning new things, but he had no idea what most things were that were normal in Takeshi's world, \"Ooh! Yeah! I don't know what that is, but I want to learn sometime!\" he spoke up, bouncing a little on his toes. He barely knew what he had to be excited for when he had no idea what it even was, but any activity with his brother was a nice activity and it kept him from feeling too lonely. Not feeling too sure to how he was supposed to react to Yumi not being around much, he let out a sigh and pressed his fingers together, \"I guess so, I do miss her sometimes\", he frowned, looking up at Takeshi, \"What if we asked if she wanted to hang out with us again? Mister Viral must be missing her being around too\". Letting out a sigh, he lowered his head a little before looking back to Takeshi, giving a little smile, \"That would be nice, but we got to cook food too! If we leave it might burn and that would be a bad thing, but being alone is a bad thing too…\"\n\nViral growled lowly, shaking his head, \"Maybe just now…but I don't know about later…\" he grumbled, feeling uneasy, \"I've never felt so much pressure to be in one state of mind…\" It really was difficult, especially when this form had come out because of pain and aggression so feeling nothing but that made it hard to concentrate. Just because he changed form didn't mean he still wasn't feeling the pain from battle, his big difference right now being it was all spread out and distributed across his body rather than being in focused areas. He wanted relief from it, it was making him angry, but he probably wasn't going to find that relief and would have to instead figure out what he was supposed to do while in this form. Feeling oddly trapped, he slowly moved with Vegeta, giving him a glance before looking down the hall as well. It was that kid, the freeloader who saw him in the middle of his change. He didn't know how he felt about fighting that kid, especially with a good set on claws. Slowly moving behind Vegeta, he growled lowly and crouched down, \"I'd kill him…and he smells of meat still…he even smells like the bug-kid and fruit…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "There was yet another thing to add to Shu's 'List of things to learn'. At this point Takeshi couldn't even remember everything he had told his brother he'd show him, there was just too much. Really at this point it would probably be easier just to go into the city and let him learn himself. Shu could observe and they could answer questions as they came, that seemed the simplest way. The little Saiyan became fairly bummed out as Yumi was brought up, Takeshi didn't think his brother missed her too. Hm, well it wasn't as if she was really gone, they could go see her now if they really wanted to. Granted they might be interrupting something but she wouldn't mind would she? While she and Choi had one another there was another matter altogether; Choi's twin brother Kai was all alone. He could be with his father, sure, but was that really any good? Saiyans weren't usually very close to their parents, so it was a little unlikely if they were doing anything. \"Yeah... It would suck if the food burned, wouldn't it?\" Takeshi pondered for a moment before a small smile crept across his lips. Striking his own hand with a fist he gave a soft 'Aha!', looking at Shu knowingly. \"We'll finish cooking, then take the food and go see him! We can find out if my cooking is any good then too!\"\n\n\"For something so difficult though you're doing an excellent job of keeping yourself composed. If I didn't know any better I'd almost think you weren't having any trouble at all.\" Vegeta supposed the true test of his competence would be putting Viral around others and seeing how he handled himself. Thus far he had been lucky, the Beastman had struck out at him maybe all of once, and that was in a passing, split second moment too. It was hard to tell if Viral had truly stopped himself or had subconsciously recognized who Vegeta was, they had to find out. Doing so put the volunteer in danger of course, he recognized the risk and knew it would be tricky. They could circumvent all of that, however, if they found someone who didn't have much of a choice. Someone, for instance, like the latest addition to their group. That troublesome Saiyan kid was wandering around just in front of them, goodness knows where he was going. Hm, maybe he'd be the ideal subject for them. \"Hm? You think you'd kill him...?\" Vegeta mused, tearing his eyes from Haku to look at Viral. \"I disagree. You seem plenty aware of yourself, I think you could hold back. Besides, even if you tried I'm here to restrain you, so there's no real immediate danger to him. Bothersome as he may be I won't let him be injured... Too badly.\" Putting it bluntly the Saiyan was a coward, so getting a cut or two might do him some good. \"Hey, kid! Wait right there!\"\n\nAfter lugging around all sorts of food the only thing Haku wanted to do was shower and get a change of clothes. Maybe after that he could get some food and, well who knows after that. If nothing else he could explore the ship a little, just get a better idea of what it was like. Never did he imagine he'd be on one of these ships, even if it was technically not a Saiyan ship anymore. It would be interesting to see how the king's more favored soldiers lived for once. It would be sort of hard to get anything done right now, by the sounds of it he was being called again. Immediately placing the voice as being Vegeta he continued to try to walk away as if he hadn't heard, hoping that it would be let go. A second and third call told him he wasn't getting out of this one, so reluctantly he stopped in his tracks and turned around, eyes widening seeing Viral first and foremost. Not realizing who it was immediately Haku yelped slightly, holding out a hand and gathering Ki, aiming it at the Beastman uneasily. \"W-Who the hell is t-that?! What do you w-want now?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu had a lot to learn about the world and did hope he could learn as much as he could, but it was certainly pretty difficult when he was often travelling and away from those things. It would be nice if he could have some time with Takeshi or the others and learning how things worked and what was normal to all these people, just so he knew what he was supposed to know and whether it was good knowing it in the first place. Letting out a sigh, he slowly lowered his head and slowly rubbed his neck upon the thought of Yumi. He would like a hug from her sometime, feeling as if he was missing them now that she was always busy. Looking up to Takeshi, he frowned a little as he nodded before giving a smile when Takeshi seemed to get an idea, tilting his head, \"Ooh? Okay! How much longer do you think it will take now? Poor Kai all alone and maybe by himself…he might like some food too if it's cooked properly! How does it look?\"\n\nViral really didn't know if he could do this and would rather he had something artificial to hit around, even something that was prey possibly. He didn't know how he would handle fighting someone on this ship, the thought itself was a worrying one when he could easily lose control and end up in a worse condition than he was already. The thought of attacking the kid would probably set him on the bad list for everyone since it'd mean dragging around a corpse if he killed the kid. Growling a little, he looked to Vegeta, \"Who says you'll be able to restrain me?\" he questioned him, watching as he moved to get a hold of the kid. This was just going to turn out bad and he knew it. Reluctantly following after Vegeta, he looked to the kid when he yelped and threatened him with an attack, growling lowly as he slowly stood up, \"I am Viral and you're going to fight me!\" he growled, raising his claws, \"I won't kill you, but I need practice and you're the closest Saiyan who isn't the medic here…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"You are different t other Saiyans, because you're nothing like them,\" Takeshi retorted, smiling amused as Shu grabbed his hand. \"You're your own person, that's why you feel different. You're night a mindless soldier like them, you know? So be glad you're different.\" This whole brother thing probably wouldn't work out were Shu remotely as nasty as their Father's men were. Takeshi would admit that he himself was no saint, he'd done plenty of bad things himself, but they were far and few between. Plus those weren't entirely his fault, when he got mad he just sort of... Lost it. Other than that neither of them were anything like the jerks they had fought, not by a long shot. \"I bet Mother is really pretty, don't you think? And she's probably really nice too.\" She had to be, moms were supposed to be like that after all. Then again he had met plenty of Saiyan mothers that weren't exactly affectionate, some of them he had to fight during his training, they were scary ladies. But their mother was human, which probably meant she was nicer than that. \"Kai's room...? It's really close, and he's your friend too.\" The twins' bedroom was in fact just at the end of this stretch of corridor, and finding the door unlocked but closed told them Kai was certainly inside. \"Hey Kai! Open up will you?\"\n\nHaku had a fairly good idea of what he was getting into, expecting some typical sparring, nothing more. Pouncing on him and trying to eat him however did not fall even remotely in that range, and he wasn't going to have any of it. It only took one time to make him want to throw in the towel, very unsettled at the prospect of becoming a potential meal yet again. With both feet he kicked the Beastman away, quickly scrambling to his feet and trying to make a break for it. A heavy weight slammed into his back soon after he'd started off, being slammed to the ground again with a yelp. Now pressed on his front he had to turn his head to see what was happening, eyes widening in silent fright seeing the Beastman on top of him, fangs bared. Whimpering faintly Haku tried to pull himself free, not going anywhere under the Beastman's sizable form. Figuring he had to get out another way he raised a hand backwards, gathering Ki and preparing to blast him away. \"G-Get off of me! Don't e-eat me!\"\n\nDamn it all, this was getting out of hand. So much for letting Viral handle himself, clearly he wasn't ready for this. The moment that Haku tried to blast the Beastman Vegeta had sprung into action, trying to put an end to things. Knocking the younger boy's hand away firstly he grabbed Viral by the shoulders, using Ki to push himself and his friend off of Haku, driving him a good bit back before pushing him into a wall. Frowning as he released the Beastman he glanced back at their youngest member, feeling slightly sympathetic as the kid curled into a ball and was visibly shaking a bit. Sighing somberly he turned his gaze back to Viral, shaking his head slowly in disappointment. \"You had it... And then you lost it...\" That more or less undid all of the progress they had just made in his mind, they had to start again. It had been a fluke, nothing more, Vegeta told himself. No way could tempering Viral's ferocity be that simple. \"Viral, I order you to relax. I don't want to have to knock you out, I won't have you terrorizing everyone else on the ship, even that kid.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu gave Takeshi a little smile, feeling a little better but also a little confused; if he wasn't like other Saiyans then that meant he wasn't like Takeshi either, but he had to be like Takeshi since he was his brother. Looking to his hand, he tilted his head before looking back up at him, \"Ooh! My own person! I am a Shu then?\" he asked curiously, smiling. He didn't get to meet many Saiyans even when he was on their home planet, his experience was mainly around other races who were scientists as well as sometimes the odd Elite or two. It was often pretty fuzzy, mainly because he was drugged up a lot, but he could still remember that experience. Letting out a sigh, he slowly tilted his head as he thought about their mother, still feeling a little indifferent to meeting her but pretty curious at the same time. She was an oddity to him and he wanted to know why he was left so far away from Takeshi. Looking around at the other doors as they passed, he looked to Takeshi as he called out for Kai, feeling a little curious as to whether he was even in his room. After a brief moment, there appeared to be nothing until the door finally opened.\n\nInside was a pretty dazed looking Kai as if he had just been woken up, he was even in clothes that would be worn for lazing around. He didn't know why it had to be Takeshi to call on his door, he had hoped it was someone else when he had first been woken up but of course the tone of the voice had told him otherwise as he looked between the pair, \"What…? Why are you here?\" he questioned them, giving his eye a rub before noticing the food, \"…Is this for me or are you just carrying your lunch around? Or whatever time of day it is…\" Feeling a little suspicious of visitors, he slowly backed away from the door, leaving it open incase they really did want to visit him. He didn't know why they were here or why they had brought food with him, but in the back of his mind he had a sneaky suspicion they wanted him to check to see if they had made food properly by themselves.\n\nViral didn't let the kicks put him off and was immediately straight in for the attack, pouncing straight back on the kid with high intent to keep him there this time. Snarling toothily, he watched the kid struggle to break free from his hold like a wounded animal. Ignoring it for the most part, he opened his mouth and moved to grab Haku's neck before there was a sudden force as his body was suddenly shoved off the kid, his shoulders forced back and away against the wall. Viral was left a little startled and dazed from the movement, growling lowly when Vegeta let him go and he was free to move again. Raising a paw, he moved to get it back onto the ground, slightly rolling to the side as he stared at Vegeta with fierce eyes. Growling lowly between breaths, his ears twitched as he slowly looked away, his breathing becoming more spaced out before he shook his head. Letting out a few coughing growls, he pawed at his face before shuffling a little away from Vegeta until he wasn't growling anymore.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Kai stared at Takeshi's finger before looking to his face, looking unimpressed by his bout of anger. He was really hard set on defending his 'barbeque', even if it was just cooking meat over an open fire. It was hardly a big deal and he knew a variety of sauces that would make it much tastier, especially when searing meat could either make it too raw on the inside or tasteless, probably tasting more of smoke than actual meat. Letting out a sigh, he looked away a little in disbelief, \"'Fancy pants stuff'? It takes less time because it's either half-raw or overcooked, but if that's how you like it then who am I to say what would taste better?\" Shrugging a little, he still couldn't help but feel distracted over what he was supposed to do without Choi, feeling a little lonely as a whole swarm of realisations came tumbling down on him; if things got serious between Choi and Yumi then that was it for him, he'd be left behind. Feeling a little distracted over that reality, he barely realised Takeshi was talking again and looked to him after a few seconds, \"Oh, uhh…nah. I mean, do you see any other girls around here?\" he spoke, looking around himself, \"Besides, I'm not into the whole random date thing. It's even harder when you're a twin as well, even though Choi seemed to had struck it lucky…\"\n\nViral wasn't looking forward to doing any of this at all, he still had his mental health to sort out too and if his medication got in the way and made him too out of it then he was going to fall behind pretty hard. It was especially bad when a lot of this involved pain, even if he was not going to die from it. It was hard enough trying to get into this form and he didn't exactly feel happy about doing that everytime he needed to use this form or practice with it. Looking to Vegeta in annoyance, he grumbled and shook his head, \"I can doubt you until I see progress! This isn't progress yet…\" Stubbornly holding his ground, he remained looking fairly annoyed but growled in annoyance when Vegeta pulled his ear, quickly shaking his head, \"Enjoying myself?? I'm hairy, I have a tail, I have a snout…\" he grumbled, holding up his paws, \"And then I have these! You try holding things with them!\" Not in the mood for jokes, he let out a huff and shook his head, frowning slightly, \"I don't want to change back in front of others so I'd rather my room…even being without clothes around you is unsettling\", he muttered, lowering his head a little, \"I hate that. I only manage to keep them if I had my blade and changed fast enough! It's so embarrassing…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "All of Takeshi's defensive ranting hadn't done much to Kai, and that probably bothered him even more than having his cooking insulted. While rather close to going on a tirade he managed to keep himself quiet, instead deciding it was time to get moving. Mph, his cooking was plenty fine, he and Shu ate it all the time. T'charrl didn't seem to mind it either, so he certainly wasn't a bad cook. Stupid chefs, they cook for some king and they think they know everything. Kai was much too preoccupied with the whole Choi and Yumi situation anyways, it was hard to have any sort of conversation with him when he was like this. Looking over his shoulder at the other boy he smirked, getting the idea to find him a girlfriend too. That suggestion didn't hold a lot of merit apparently, though it was a fair point, there were no other girls on the ship. \"Not on the ship no... But hello, we're traveling the universe here, we can kind of shop around a bit, you know? Find someone you like.\" Some aliens weren't half bad to look at in his experience. That girl Sasha, she was kind of pretty and she wasn't human nor Saiyan. Giving a roll of his eyes Takeshi smacked his own forehead, smiling as he shook his head slowly. \"Kai, you've got to date around to find a girl, you can't just hope the right girl is just going to drop into your arms. Choi did get lucky, though I don't know if getting paired with Yumi is considered lucky or not...\" He wouldn't want to be the one to forget their anniversary or anything.\n\n\"It is progress, whether you accept it as that or not. The fact you're coherently speaking to me and controlling your actions right now is proof enough of that. What you're looking for is out of our reach right now.\" Progress was clear as day, you couldn't just say it wasn't there and make it true. It was almost reluctant ignorance that kept Viral from appreciating his improvement, either that or his mind was so clouded he just couldn't see or appreciate it. Having a little fun was evidently out of the question as well, all it served to do was anger Viral even further. \"There are worse situations you could be in, you know. I don't doubt it's an inconvenience, but relatively speaking you're perfectly fine. As for your paws... Well I can't say I envy you there. I wouldn't be able to work with those, and goodness knows I'd go insane if I wasn't able to do anything.\" Considering that Viral was essentially naked right now it was probably best they get him back to his room, no reason to have him strutting about bare. The last thing Vegeta needed was for someone like Shu to see the Beastman in his birthday suit and start asking question. \"I'll wait outside while you get dressed then, alright? First of course we've got to get you to change back, otherwise I don't imagine your clothes are going to fit you all that well.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Kai was pretty bummed out about Choi and his relationship, knowing that either way it was not going to go well for him or Choi depending on what happened. If Choi ended up having Yumi dump him then that depression would come straight back to Kai as well and they would both be affected, or they'd still stay together and Kai would be left behind. He wanted Choi to be happy, but he didn't know how he would cope himself. Frowning a little to himself, he looked to Takeshi and gave him a glaring at, not looking like he was enjoying that thought, \"'Shop'?\" he frowned. Feeling a little offended, \"Are you suggesting I'm easy?\" He didn't want to have to pick up some random woman just because he was lonely, that made him sound extremely desperate. Feeling a little annoyed, he stared at Takeshi before he let out a sigh, \"Look, I don't know how you are with girls or whatever you might like, but I'd prefer I didn't go out 'shopping' for girls just because I'm a little lonely. Have you ever done what you're suggesting? Besides…I'd rather have my brother. Wouldn't you say the same?\"\n\nViral couldn't say he cared much about being able to speak, especially when he wasn't being listened to all that much; sure, Vegeta was responding to him, but everything he suggested he was shut down for it. It definitely made him annoyed at himself and Vegeta, but he was still trying to keep of sound mind when everything was coming down on him. He was struggling to hold his own mind together; he didn't know what to do if he didn't have distractions. Feeling annoyed at everything that was happening, he slowly shook his head before looking to Vegeta again, \"What exactly could be worse? Fleas? I feel like an animal…a caged animal\", he grumbled, looking down again, \"Have you ever wanted to do so many things but can't because you'll probably be put down? Because that's how I feel right now!\" He was definitely feeling a little stressed out; being unable to do anything was hard on his system and hurting him mentally. He felt contained and trapped, his mind and body unsettled. Grumbling, he looked to Vegeta before down at himself, his eyes gradually looking to his claws, \"The thing about changing back…I don't know how to do that without waiting for me to fall asleep, but that was only because I was so worn down last time after…whatever I did. I'm not tired! I'm stressed, and angry…and feel stupid…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral would had dodged the attack if he still possessed the sense to at that moment, but there was a moment where his mind had lost the plot and the Narbu's fist collided with his body with great strength and smashed him into a wall. The energy output was not on purpose; in fact, he didn't have any control over it even if he tried. With the great pain of his insides being properly bruised he struggled to bring it under control, pushing away from the wall when the Narbu backed off and allowed him to get some breathing space. Taking a hit like that shouldn't be enough to throw his energy completely off. Trying to think clearly, he shook his head slowly before grabbing hold of it. This was incredibly painful, but the only way around fixing it was to just unleash it and get it over with.\n\nNot knowing whether giving into it was the best idea, he still had to try. Staggering, he soon tried to pull his energy before releasing it, the energy bursting out as he transformed immediately into his feline form in a bright flash. Letting out a roar his energy continued to buzz every so often, but it looked like he had it under control again. Shaking his head quickly, he tried to find focus again before going for the Narbu, not wanting to have that anomaly interfere with his task. He could rival the Chieftain with this height, but he couldn't concern himself with that just now. Snarling as he threw his claws down, his energy continued to spark every so often but wasn't going into the danger zone of causing widespread meltdown just yet.\n\nShu didn't know what was happening to their friend, but watching him only told him he was struggling to contain his own energy. He couldn't sense it, but he could feel the heat coming from it as it caused melting and damaged to the surrounding area. They should stop the fight if their friend was getting to this stage, but of course Viral would hate for them to do that and would probably get really angry at them. Holding his head down as if trying to hide, he looked up at Takeshi and shook his head, \"It's already not going well, nevermind the end…\" he spoke, looking back at Viral, \"What do we do if things get worse?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "This wasn't just Viral using energy, not willingly anyways. It almost looked to be trying to escape from his body. Why in the world would that be happening though? The fact that he expended enough energy and heat to melt away layers of thick ice was a bit unsettling, his power always was unusually hot. If this continued Takeshi worried this pit in his stomach would come to fruition, and something bad would happen. Either to Viral or the Chieftain, he didn't know, but something bad definitely was coming. \"We should stop it now... Before it gets worse...\" Like Shu he knew full well their friend would get angry if they interfered. Considering what was happening though they didn't have much choice, it was too risky to let it go on. Hopefully doing this wasn't going to fly in the face of some random Narbu custom and label them as heretics or some nonsense. Easing Shu back a bit, Takeshi started to walk towards the pair, smiling nervously as he approached Viral. \"Hey, Viral? Uh... You should sit down for a minute and relax. We can probably put this fight on hold for now,\" he said, looking over at the Chieftain, \"Uh... Right?\"\n\nThis energy was different than what Saiyans used. Hotter, more concentrated, just what was it? If this was going to be the pace of their fight now then he would have to mind the energy. Looking over his burned fur and skin the Chieftain smiled, wiping himself down as tufts of hair fell off of his body. That energy was still pouring off of the Beastman, perhaps he wasn't able to control it. Curious, was he trying to get an edge by using his power? \"You are not the only one who possesses energy,*dar'um*. Let us see who is better.\" Between his two paws the Narbu began to gather up energy, a variation of Ki. He may not be able to burn Viral like he had the Chieftain, but this should do something. Prior to even releasing the blast however that pup came over to interfere, trying to call off the fight for a moment. To have someone get in the middle of a duel was highly unusual, and he sounded to be concerned for Viral. Lowering his paws the Narbu frowned, sniffing in annoyance. \"It is only a short duel, why take a break?\" he asked, looking over at Viral. \"If you agree with the pup then you forfeit, is that what you desire?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral didn't know if this would work, but by all means it wasn't having the best time trying to hide his energy like this either. All of this training should have been making an improvement, but he couldn't do it. Just because he was in a bigger vessel for his energy didn't mean he was able to control it. This was not looking good for him; he didn't even know what was causing it. In his feline form he probably had more control over his thought patterns than his other form, but only because he had been training. His energy was still leaking from him and it was pretty painful and difficult to deal with. Going in for another attack, he stopped when Takeshi came closer to the pair to tell him to stop the fight. The Chieftain was pretty ready to blast him with Ki at this point but stopped when Takeshi approached too.\n\nViral was in too much pain to be bothering with this interference, his eyes going back to the Chieftain who only questioned Takeshi and denied him a break. Snarling at the Chieftain's words, he raised his claws, \"I will never!! The problem isn't even you!\" He needed to get rid of the energy and fast, but the only way to do that was to fight. Hoping it wasn't going to be a long lasting problem he immediately jumped at the Chieftain again and swiped down his claws, his energy still going spastic but quite frankly he couldn't think about that. Something must had damaged him when he was slammed like that, but whatever that was had left him in constant pain and energy breaking everywhere.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral couldn't believe how moronic Takeshi was being, especially considering it was the Chieftain's own brew and he was calling it crap. He was just lucky the Chieftain appeared to be more preoccupied with Vegeta and didn't hear Takeshi insult his alcohol. Feeling pretty fed up with Takeshi, he let out a groan and looked away for a moment. It was certainly questionable that Takeshi would think stone was a lot more homely for a hunter than living in a house constructed of furs and animal hide, but then again he grew up in a little bubble so of course he'd think something like that was more comfortable. It was pretty stupid, really, but if he wanted to be naïve then he can think stone is better than fur any day.\n\nSighing lightly, he kept his attention off Takeshi until he questioned his dress habits out in the cold. Looking to him he delivered a glare, feeling embarrassed with the way he worded that, \"I…get cold…\" he growled, pretty annoyed by him already. The fact that Takeshi was questioning him on that particular subject made him pretty annoyed, but it was the truth that he did feel the cold, just he didn't get affected by it in the same way they did and didn't feel the stab quite as much. Pretty annoyed with being unable to move much, he did try to get up but couldn't quite get up; however, Yumi was quick to respond and was soon helping him up. Gasping as he was moved, he felt dizzy for a moment as his head fell forward. As his vision decided to leave him for a moment, he slowly moved a numb heavy hand to his head and pressed his palm against his forehead.\n\nViral didn't like how he was feeling at all, nor did he like or understand how his own paw felt. Moving his paw away he tried to focus his vision, his mind unable to understand what he was seeing. Staring down at his slightly furry forearm he twisted his arm slightly, his eyes on the strange fin that protruded from it too. He felt confused amongst other things, his mind too busy buzzing to remember what Yumi asked him, \"…What's…happened to me…?\" Nevermind the device that was strapped to him, he didn't know why he was like this or why everyone had seemingly ignored it. He didn't know what was going on anymore, especially regarding his own health.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Getting the notion that Takeshi was getting on Viral's nerves, Yumi opted to put a stop to their conversation. From what she overheard from Vegeta they had accomplished what they came to do, so they should be on their way shortly. With the Beastman mostly incapacitated she would have to help him move, not really an issue. Smiling she placed a hand on his back, easing him up into a sitting position. She thought she had made it easy anyways, Viral gasping was a sign it was anything but. Cringing at the sound she looked at him apologetically, adjusting herself to hold him easier. At last he noticed the mutations his body had undergone, something that they had been tactfully trying to stay away from for the time being. \"You changed... A couple of times, and you got sort of, well... Stuck.\" she replied, not quite sure how else to explain it. \"Vegeta can fix this, don't worry. It's only a temporary problem, right Vegeta?\"\n\n\"We'll take your word for it, Vegeta. Just be sure to deliver on it, we don't take very kindly to being deceived or lied to. The King will know that soon enough.\" The Narbu had every intention of punishing the Saiyans for their actions, just not as soon as this. In a way the Chieftain saw the rebellion then as a gateway to his people earning redemption, and with any luck restoring their might in the universe. They had gone from a proud people to Saiyan dogs, now it was finally time to ascend back to their former glory. And with that, he hoped, they could help guide others as well. \"If our arrangements are done then we've nothing more to discuss, I'd think. Besides...\" the Chieftain paused, gesturing over to the rest of the group, \"It seems like your friends are prepared to go.*Luzi pas fea gor mal, terra no fuerst,*our world is your world. If this works in our favor you and your comrades will be seen as allies to the Narbu, and you're welcome to come and go as you please.\"\n\nVegeta nodded his head appreciatively, smiling as he rose to his feet. \"Thank you, Chieftain. We'll do our best to win this war, you've got our guarantee on that. There's far too much on the line here to give it anything less than 110%.\" As for returning to this world he wasn't so certain about that. It was much like Shaharia, the climate simply wasn't to their liking. As a formality perhaps they would come back, but Pagonia was a far cry from their typical vacation spot. How helpful that Viral had done the battling part of the negotiations, talking had taken no time at all. It was time to get moving then, and on to the next world, whichever that was exactly. He would have to look at their maps when they got back, might as well travel to the nearest world in order to make use of their time. Takeshi and Shu were ready to get moving already, but one glance at Viral and Vegeta could tell his friend was still having some trouble. He realized what had happened to him now too it seemed, that was just a slew of complications. \"We'll get you sorted out when we get back to the ship, Viral,\" he said, coming over to join the others, \"It's my priority to figure this out, so you won't be stuck like this for long.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral didn't know what was happening to him now, not at least after having a blurry look at his own paws. Slowly raising a paw to his head again, slowly he moved his fingers around before finding the beginning of a horn sticking out his head and another on the other side of it. No wonder his head felt heavy, but around the horns he also felt sore and tender. Pulling his hand away from his head he looked away a little, not feeling too confident about his recovery anymore. Listening to Yumi's answer to it all didn't give him the confidence he needed, especially when it meant all that training had probably made it worse. He didn't know how it could have happened or if what she said was true, but either way it was a little stressing when it didn't feel like anything he could reverse himself. Slowly looking back at her, he frowned and slowly looked to Vegeta.\n\nHe couldn't care about whether the deal was done or not, especially when he had bigger things to worry about in regards to himself. He wasn't sure why it happened or whether the surge of energy he went through had anything to do with it. The energy had been leaking from him pretty quickly and he did change to try to stop it, but that was the only hint he was going to get and he didn't even know why he had been leaking energy in the first place. Watching Vegeta's form as he turned his attention towards them finally, he frowned at the answer he was given when all it delivered was a lack of one, \"More testing…\" he mumbled, looking down at himself and slowly raising a paw to his chest, \"Just…give me back my…god damn energy!\" Viral was pretty close to pulling the device off, especially when it was hindering him so greatly. He would probably have more to spare if this thing wasn't attached to him and he wouldn't be left so breathless after simple movements. He hated feeling weak and right now that was all he could recall feeling whenever he did anything at all.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral probably didn't like being told off, but that's how it was. For his own safety as well as everyone else's he was going back to the ship, and he was keeping that device on. Weakness and discomfort were a small price to pay for the well being of everyone involved, the Beastman would have to deal for the time being. He would get his energy back too, eventually. Either through recovering it naturally or releasing it from the device. That part was still conjecture however, it was hard to know precisely how releasing the power could work. Since it was so uncertain Vegeta was opting to just retain it until it either diminished or they had elsewhere to release it. Even if they were going to try giving Viral back his power they couldn't do so, not here. To get back to the ship they were going to need the shuttle, and to get the shuttle Takeshi was going to be their errand boy. As he'd thought the boy was up in arms at being ordered around, but some careful wording and a bit of reverse psychology had him going on the task he was assigned. Vegeta smirked with self satisfaction as he watched Takeshi leave, shaking his head. Viral may be an impenetrable dome sometimes, but that kid was about as solid as wet paper.\n\nVegeta didn't quite want to go into Viral's condition, but he was asking about it. Yumi wouldn't know where to even begin with this sort of thing so it fell to him to explain. \"For your forms to be manifesting all at once, something is seriously wrong. Whether its with your energy or your anatomy I can't say for certain yet, but something inside of you has gone haywire.\" That much should be obvious, Viral himself had said that this had never happened before. Nor could Vegeta recall a single instance where it had, not as long back as he could remember. \"I'd expect pain, your body is being made to shift in ways it shouldn't be. I can't imagine what it's like, being caught in a state of partial transformation. Two of them I recognize, but those fins... I'm not familiar with those. They must belong to your third form.\" And just what precisely was that, he wondered? They resembled dorsal fins, so some kind of fish. Considering the nature of Viral's forms his first thoughts were of sharks and other voracious fish, something that could fight. What a strange thing to give Viral though, it was even more situational than his other transformations. Arching an eyebrow and glancing down at Shu, Vegeta smiled slightly and nodded his head in confirmation. \"Yeah, I'll figure it out. It might take me a little while, but I will figure this out.\" He had all the resources he might need, from the data provided by Sayomi to Doctor Ikura's work, as well as some of his father's and his own. It was all there, he was just missing something, a link.\n\n\"Hmph, stupid Vegeta... Making me come back out here.\" And making him drive of all things, with his burned hands. Granted, the sensation had died down considerably by now, only a numb tingle remained. But flying the ship meant using all the controls, and that meant pulling and shifting things constantly. He'd drop the shuttle off, but as soon as he did so someone else was flying, he had no desire to pilot right now. The vessel was quite close by, just on the outskirts of the settlement. Reaching it within two minutes he touched down before the ship, trudging through the snow to the door. Seeing the button frozen over slightly Takeshi let out a groan, his shoulders slumping as he hung his head. Of course, they leave for five minutes and that happens. Placing a palm just near it he gathered up energy, enough to just create heat and melt away the layer of ice. With that removed he opened up the shuttle, Since it had run recently it took no time at all to fire up the engines despite there being ice on the outside, and with a gentle push of the throttle he had it moving towards the settlement. What a silly job to do, it was easily within walking distance from the building to here, the shuttle didn't need to be moved. Eh, too little too late now, he was already doing it. There was ample space to land when he did arrive, and he was able to place the shuttle just within a few meters of the entrance. The guards didn't look to appreciate it too much, to which Takeshi could only smile and shrug his shoulders. Hey, not his decision.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral always felt he had nothing to lose, but with this new development everything was suddenly pretty worrying. He didn't have to worry about this kind of problem arising before but now that it happened he could only feel confused and concerned over this pain. If Vegeta had the answer for him then he had nothing to worry about, this would all be reversed; however, he had never experienced something like this before. Vegeta saying something was 'seriously wrong' made him frown, looking away in contemplation. It only sounded as if he was breaking down somehow, but how that was happening he had no idea. He couldn't remember much or how this happened and he seriously doubted the Princes would know much about it, so the only person who knew how to fix it was left clueless over why and how it happened.\n\nLooking to Shu for a moment, Viral let out a sigh and looked down at himself again. The kid was certainly hopeful and all, but he couldn't find much of that if he was left looking like this and who knew what else had changed. His body was still pretty numb after having so much energy sapped from him and the pain still existed, but that wasn't his worry right now. If he couldn't get rid of the changes then he had no idea what he was supposed to do next, whether he would need to get them forcefully removed or a complete overhaul in his biology and that would require a big operation. Slowly rubbing his arms, he let out a groan and closed his eyes, shaking his head slowly, \"This is…a disaster…\" he sighed, giving one of the strange fins a pull as if expecting it to come off, \"Just…get me up. My spine hurts like hell right now…\"\n\nShu didn't know what he could say to help, especially when he did try. He wanted to help but if he knew nothing about the subject then there was nothing he could effectively help with. Looking between Vegeta and Viral for a moment, his eyes soon went to the exit as a noise sounded outside. Maybe that was the ship, but of course it wasn't as if he could think of it being anything else. Bouncing a little, he moved towards Yumi before looking at Viral up and down, nodding a little, \"Maybe it hurts because of big fin there…ooh, and tail!\" he spoke quickly, \"We can be tail buddies if that makes you happy! For now…until you get better…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Takeshi felt a bit like messing with Shu, if only to entertain himself. The little guy might have had fun with that but he sure didn't, this trip was just one big pain after another. They had been successful in their mission though, he took some sort of satisfaction in that. Not getting to fight and being burned in such a bothersome manner had made it less fulfilling than he'd have liked, albeit after the fact complaining was fair useless. \"I don't know if*everything*is fun. There's loads of things I can think of that aren't fun,\" he pointed out, smirking as he began to meticulously undo Shu's extra clothes. After this a nice meal and a nap were in order, he felt. Soon as they woke up they could play or whatever it was Shu was wanting to do, Takeshi didn't mind too much. So long as they got training in at some point in the day he was content, the rest of their time could be filled to his sibling's pleasure. With both of them undressed to just the minimum, Takeshi placed it all in a haphazard pile on the floor, using the back of his hand to rub at his nose, sniffling as it was becoming a bit runny. \"Huh? Yeah, I miss Earth. It's not nearly as cold as this place was,\" he answered, \"And I don't really miss the calm. It's nice, but it gets boring, you know? I'd rather be doing stuff like this, without freezing anyways.\"\n\nPagonia was over and done with surprisingly quick, meaning they could move on to their next venture. Far as Takeshi could recall they were supposed to stop by Kaesstra next and try enlisting some of T'charrl's people. All fine and good, if their friend had changed back. A promise had been made to help T'charrl get his power under control by the time he went home and thus far they hadn't fulfilled that. Some friends they would be if they couldn't keep that, so putting off Kaesstra for a while was their best bet. There was always Namek too, wherever that was. Wishing back Vegeta's parents or something along those lines, if he remembered right. The only issue there was no one knew where the planet was, not even Vegeta. But... There might be just a way yet to figure it out. Viral could detect Dragonballs, couldn't he? What about Namekian ones? \"I was thinking about why we're going there, for the wish and all,\" Takeshi explained, \"And... I figured you can detect Dragonballs on Earth, so maybe you can detect theirs too, yeah? That might be our ticket for finding that planet.\" If that didn't pan out then they would have to dig around a bit and ask, someone was bound to know.\n\nWherever they were heading next mattered little to Vegeta right now. His primary focus was getting Viral into the care ward and trying to figure out the issue with him. They had made so much headway in his transformations already, he'd mastered the feline form of his. Now the three forms were rampant and he was stuck in mid-change, what a bothersome turn of events. Settling down the shuttle in the hangar upon arrival he made certain it was properly shut down, sighing as he got up out of his seat. Another couple of near-sleepless days laid ahead of him no doubt, and probably at least a week or two of research to solve Viral's latest ailment. Stepping into the hold of the shuttle he glanced over at Viral, reaching down and patting his arm. \"Hey, you're coming with me, alright? We're getting right to work, I want to get you back on your feet as soon as possible.\" No doubt he was tired, but that was of little significance right now. He could always sleep while laid up in the medical ward anyways, though those beds were scarcely as comfortable as the ones in a bedroom. \"I've got him for now, Yumi. Mind going to the bridge and telling the crew we're good to take off?\" he added, leaning down to help Viral to his feet.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu certainly had a lot to miss compared to this kind of planet when it came to Earth, particularly the different climates it had. When they were travelling for the first time there was so much that was different from everything else, but a lot of these planets had very little differences between them. Maybe it was because they didn't go to other places on the planet that much and not to mention even Shaharia had something different to desert, but they really hadn't found a planet with such a variable climate as Earth. He would like to explore a lot more, but he didn't know a faster way to get from planet to planet other than through that technique Takeshi talked about a while ago. Letting Takeshi undo his extra clothing, he watched him curiously, \"I like a lot of things, though…so most things are fun!\" Giving a shake once he was released of all those clothes, he smiled as he stared up at Takeshi, swaying a little, \"Earth makes me feel warm and fuzzy, even when it's cold. I don't know about boring…I mean…Earth has so much I've still not seen! I miss that, even if there's not many aliens around…\"\n\nViral didn't like the thought of being used, but quite frankly he didn't know if he could sense the Dragonballs on Namek, especially when he didn't know what they felt like. He had been around a Dragonball back at the Capsule Corp for all his life so figuring out he could sense where they were was a simple task; however, he knew the ones on Namek would be completely different. It made him feel a little useless, but even lying here was making him feel really useless anyway. Letting out a groan he tried to sit up but failed miserably as he could barely lift his head, \"Our ticket…hmph, well, I can't…never tried. Sorry to burst your bubble…but I'm not a walking space radar…\" He didn't think finding Namek would be high on the list of what he wanted right now, especially when he could barely think beyond a few words at a time with his body feeling like this. Vegeta's parents could wait until he had actually mastered something without disappointing his creators.\n\nGasping when Vegeta touched his arm, he grumbled at the pain he was feeling from just that before his gaze moved to Vegeta. Somehow he didn't think this was going to be very good for him, even if it was to try and reverse whatever had happened to him. He needed energy first to move by himself and get used to this change, but then again he didn't know what might happen if he got too much. He was essentially stuck in multiple forms that all changed his personality in some way and if one became greater than the other then it would either hurt a lot or cause him to lash out. He wondered if Vegeta would trust him in the end, but that was for him to decide. Reaching around to grab hold of Vegeta, he sighed as he also tried to help himself up, \"Ugh…great, I suppose we get this…over with…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral didn't like putting off any sort of training because he was once again unable to do it, finding it to be the least productive thing he could do on the entire ship. There was nothing useful he could do and that was it. He shouldn't allow himself to be driven by fear, it was completely irrational but anything could happen; besides, everyone was busy training with their partners to keep an eye on him. It was just pathetic, really. Shaking his head at Vegeta's response he groaned, already annoyed, \"Don't give me that tone…you know why I have to be cautious!\" he snapped, pointing a claw at him, \"If you're so disappointed then why don't you train with me and see yourself? Call it a 'therapy session' if you wanted to…\" He hated it when he was spoken to in that tone, but if Vegeta wanted to doubt his ability to judge then it would be his fault when he was proven wrong. All high strung now, his eyes went to the desk before back to Vegeta, \"You want me to read those? You let that Saiyan keep information on me…\" Finding it more annoying than anything, Viral moved over to the desk and picked up some of the papers. A lot of the words used in these notes appeared fairly technical, but it was nothing he wasn't familiar with. Looking through them nonchalantly, he sighed before looking up at Vegeta again, \"It's nice to know how much you two have about me\", he mumbled, \"There's nothing about this happening…just an analysis of my energy and other crap about me. If you think you have no idea what's going on then why should I know?\"\n\nShu didn't know how he was supposed to control his anger just because Takeshi told him he could, especially when he wasn't used to feeling it. He felt incredibly vulnerable and dangerous at the same time, the ability to explode with anger being inside him and the ability to try and tear Takeshi apart made him very scared. He didn't know how he was supposed to release this anger either and the thought that he needed to get angry at Takeshi made him a little sad. Frowning, he stared up at Takeshi, \"But…she could help if I got too mad too\", he muttered, feeling a little cornered, \"What if I can't get angry at you?\" Feeling confused and a little lost he looked around, tilting his head slightly before slowly looking back at Takeshi at his latest suggestion, \"Umm…I don't usually feel angry when I'm fighting…I mean, fighting like I usually do…I-I mean when I do get angry when I'm fighting, I change. I don't know how to feel anger like that, especially towards you\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Please stop jumping to conclusions, I'm not disappointed in you,\" Vegeta replied flatly, still examining the charts. \"I was curious if you'd tried or not, that's all. And you know I can't be training you right now, not if we want to get this figured out.\" Training might be fun right about now, but there were priorities in place. First and foremost was find the solution to the Beastman's woes, and only once that was done would he relax and train. With the notion that there was some time before they were going back to the rebels in mind there wasn't quite the same urgency to train as before either. This might go faster if more than one person was working on it, and so he prompted Viral to grab some sheets and start reading. \"I know you don't like Korian, but Sayomi has done us no wrong and is an ally. She's done nothing but help you and the rest of us. It's not as though I let the enemy get this.\" The King likely had data already anyways from their time holding Viral, so worrying about that now was a moot point. They wouldn't be able to do anything about that until they got onto Kortal itself and destroyed the data there. \"We're both scientists, its normal for us to keep records of data like these. And the reason we're looking over these is to find what's going on, both of us are perfectly capable of finding anything unusual.\"\n\nTakeshi sighed under his breath, placing a hand on his face exasperatedly. They couldn't be relying on Yumi constantly for help, or even him. Shu needed to figure this out on his own. The same could be said, he supposed, for himself too. That meant there were two people who needed help and neither had any idea how to go about it. \"Alright, fighting is a stupid idea, forget it,\" he said, taking a seat on the floor lazily. \"I get it, you can't get angry at me. It's when someone hurts your friends it happens, right? That happens to both of us, I just can't change like you can. So what can we do to stop it...\" Sure, a few ideas came to mind, but Takeshi was skeptical about how well they would work. On paper they were solid but in practice they were likely to be anything but, making the decision even tougher. Voicing his annoyance in a groan he laid his head down on his knees, lifting it up after a moment and giving his head a rubbing. This should be easy, they were given plenty of tips from both Vegeta and Yumi alike. \"Man... This sucks. I don't get why we can't figure this out, you know? Maybe we're just missing something...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral was getting annoyed at Vegeta for all the wrong reasons, his paranoia kicking in pretty greatly over Vegeta's dull done and reactions. He didn't have much to go on other than the tone of his words and even that was finding answers in nothing. It sure was making him feel angry having to listen to such dull responses all the time, \"Well maybe if something was found already then maybe I could be free to do what I wanted by myself! Sorry…\" he snapped but quickly apologised, finding it hard to keep a cool head. Throwing the papers down again he sat down, rubbing his head. If he could just think for a minute then maybe he could at least try to help himself, but as of right now it was too difficult to think passed the continuous pain this presented him. Finding it a little aggravating that others still held information on him he slowly rubbed his shoulder, trying to think passed the rage that was all built up inside him, \"The enemy already has data on me…both the King and the RRA so what does it matter? The King already knows how to nullify my energy, he's done it before, remember? The King probably did this to me…he must know…it's stupid hanging around here trying to find answers when I could go after him myself…\"\n\nShu knew Yumi could help him calm down if things got too heated for him, but he also knew there was no way he was going to be able to convince her to come and help him when she had her own stuff to worry about. She needed time for her own activities and to be with one of those twins, not having to worry over what he was doing all the time. His own predicament was proving to be fruitless to try and help so far and even Takeshi didn't know what to do. Slowly sitting down with him he slowly bumped forward, tilting his head, \"I don't know, I mean…it's pretty hard to think about it when I can barely think when it's happening…\" He wanted to help himself but he didn't know how, knowing he was completely stuck at the same time. It felt like a really bad problem waiting to be solved but he didn't have the mental capacity to think through it. Frowning a little, looking to Takeshi he thought of only one way around it, \"Maybe…we can do something else? Can't think of things, best not to think of things; do different things! Maybe? There's lots of things to do instead! Don't need to do this stuff, right?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral's patience had worn thin a long time ago and with it his thought of being cured starting to vanish. There didn't appear to be any solution to his problem despite all of the research and experiments they had done. He was at the point where he would happily accept exile until this problem disappeared, but it was unfortunately requiring Vegeta to fix it and right now there was no fixing being done. If he could just try and think for a second to when it first happened then maybe he could find the answer himself. Every moment he spent waiting around for an answer to appear was another step closer to losing control. Growling to himself in frustration he looked back to Vegeta, \"It's hardly going to be a big deal if it's going to be a little bit! The Saiyans would have to recover from it, anyway! They would have no time to attack!\" This whole thing was just making him angry, but even worse was the lack of exploration Vegeta was actually doing was ticking him off greatly, \"Scans before…but not of now! I'm strong enough to go through with it! It's just-…damnit I-…it doesn't stop…\" Slowly sitting back on his chair he held his head, getting quite the headache pretty quickly from all this rage of his. Holding his head in his paws he slowly gave it a rub, mumbling, \"Where are my damn pills…\"\n\nShu was definitely trying while being playful at the same time, finding it to be good practice for when he did have to go into battle. He had done this in the past to practice fighting with others and would often come out the victor, but wrestling Takeshi was a whole different deal. He could find some sort of improvement from wrestling Takeshi where he wouldn't find before because everyone else wasn't strong enough to fight against him. Swiping out at him with his tail didn't work and soon he was quick to make a leap again, grabbing hold of him and trying to squeeze him into submission. Holding him with his feet and hands, he kept a tight hold before Takeshi managed to shift his hands, tickling him instead, \"Ah! No! No, no!\" he squealed, giggling as he tried to keep a hold of him before suddenly flailing wildly at Takeshi, throwing his fists at him and eventually kicking out like a wild animal.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Vegeta wasn't implying he didn't care about the Saiyans having data, because he did. The fact someone else had his father's work infuriated him to no end. But marching over to the Saiyan home world, probably by themselves just to retrieve data wasn't a good idea. Like it or not that would have to wait until the invasion, and that wouldn't come until the rebels notified them. Their hands were effectively tied until that happened. \"We don't have the resources to attack them right now,\" he began, voicing his thoughts, \"And do you honestly believe we could slip through unnoticed? They'll be on guard because of the attacks, and if we're caught it's not guaranteed we'll have back up, the results could be disastrous for us. That's why I'm saying no.\" They would get the information back, eventually. Now they should focus more on fixing themselves rather than external problems. \"I will scan you soon enough if it will help settle you, alright? Let me do this first,\" Vegeta added, frowning as he tried focusing on his work. \"Pills? Counter along the far wall, third drawer from the left. Just take two, but you knew that already.\" Maybe this would afford him the moment of silence he needed to really concentrate.\n\nTakeshi had just barely managed to catch Shu's tail, having to block at an awkward angle. That was one thing that made fighting the little guy so fun, the way he wrestled was so irregular. No one else either had a tail or used their tail like he did, it made things interesting. How Shu could suppose that he'd be able to squeeze his older brother into submission was a mystery, considering he could scarcely reach all the way around. Some tickling would easily pry him off, and maybe he'd wet himself into giving up. Wishful thinking, but nope. \"Give up and I'll stop tickling!\" Takeshi laughed, pressing on. It became nigh impossible to continue when Shu began thrashing, making his older sibling have to distance himself a bit. Laughing all the same he watched Shu try to break free, quickly being silenced when he got a boop to the nose, and then another to a lower, quite sensitive spot. Squeaking indignantly Takeshi dropped his brother altogether, his hands going down as he wobbled a bit in his spot. \"Y-You... Ooooow....\" he whined, his face contorting into one of discomfort. \"Don't hit me there Shu! It hurts!\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral was getting beyond frustrated with everything and it was really beginning to bring him down, especially when he needed to focus and find some calm to keep his mind together. His head was really hurting now because of his anger and the only way to relieve pressure felt like the need to take his medicine. He didn't care whether it altered his mood or the fact he should take it with food; he didn't have time to care about these things just now when he was becoming way too out of control for anybody's liking. Sighing as he slowly stood up and wandered over to the counter, his head in his paw as he searched around for the pills, \"I'm going to run out at this rate…\" he mumbled, removing his hand to unbottle the pills. Tossing a couple in his mouth he soon coughed, slowly tightening the top before gently placing the bottle back away. He definitely didn't feel too good, but hopefully the pills would kick in soon and make him forget all his troubles. Letting out a sigh he slowly made his way back to the chair, sitting down with a thump before rubbing his head again, \"I can't take it…it wouldn't be so bad without the pain…\"\n\nShu didn't want Takeshi to win and his latest tactic had him in an odd state of panic, the tickling proving to be too much for him to keep his calm and make him flail wildly at Takeshi. Squealing as he tried to make him stop he was soon thrashing with an extreme case of the giggles before managing to hit Takeshi's face and kick out with even more force. That last hit had Takeshi dropping him and Shu bouncing around on the floor, his hands wildly smacking the ground before he quickly looked up when Takeshi seemed to be rolling around in pain still. Tilting his head a little, soon enough he started giggling again and bouncing around, spinning on his hands, \"I win! I win the fight! I'm the winner!\" he squealed happily, spinning around until he was too dizzy to continue and fell on his backside again. Rubbing his head, he soon looked back to Takeshi with a grin, bouncing on the spot, \"You made me do it! I win, though! What we do now??\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral couldn't care whether he needed to take his medicine or not at this point, especially when nothing appeared to be working or things were getting worse. The medicine helped in a small sense in that it helped him stop feeling sorry for himself all the time, his mind forgetting everything that was bothering him up to this point. There was just too much and he was barely able to find any way to recover. Already sitting on the chair was proving to be too uncomfortable for him to sit around in, his horns resting on the top of the back of the chair as he slowly slid down it in a defeated slump. Frowning ever so slightly at Vegeta's words he let out a sigh, scratching his chest, \"Better covering it up than letting it continue to exist\", he muttered, looking up to him, \"I'm tired of it all. I can't take it anymore so I'd rather cover it up. I am not supposed to function like this and medicine is the only way to go about it now\". Everything he was doing now was simply to try and keep thinking he might get better, to try and keep the bad thoughts away. He was just a broken warrior anyway, a creature that was now tearing at the seams. Too afraid to eat incase he hurt someone, in too much pain to sleep and unable to fight incase he acted out; there was nothing lower than having all these afflictions, \"Do you…even know what you're supposed to be looking for? Do you have any clue whatsoever…\"\n\nShu was fairly excitable after all of that and it was completely Takeshi's fault, his mind all wound up and ready to keep going as he rolled around in all of this excitement. Squealing slightly as he bounced on the floor he soon tilted his head, feeling fairly confused, \"Ooh? Nieces and nephews? I didn't mean to hit them…what are they, though? You always say strange things!\" Watching Takeshi go back to lazing around on the ground again he slowly scooted towards him, tilting his head lightly before giving him a poke in the arm, \"Why you so lazy? Do you not want to play with me?\" he questioned him, frowning a little, \"Do I bore you? Am I boring? I don't mean to be…I thought you liked playing with me but you didn't like that…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I suppose covering it up is preferable... To a degree. If it eases your pain then it's not bad, but it's not a solution either...\" That was the real struggle, finding a solution. To find that much they needed the problem to begin with. Time and time again Vegeta had told himself this, and yet his efforts were fruitless. He hated hearing Viral say medicine was his only option. Whether that was the case or not it was disheartening to hear, it was the equivalent of being backed into a corner. All the more reason to work harder, all the more reason to figure this out. At this point he was exasperated, not with Viral but with himself. For all his intellect this eluded him, why? Why couldn't he solve this? Was his father's level of work so far above him that he couldn't grasp it well enough? He was just about to answer Viral's questions when something caught his eye on the display. Thinking it first just as a trick, having been staring for so long, Vegeta double checked to be certain. On his father's work, the original, there was a series of genes that looked to be intertwined almost. In Sayomi's early work they were disheveled, but still clumped together. And the most recent? One almost looked to be missing, and another smaller than before. Meaning that the genes had quite literally vanished or been deactivated. But how? What would have caused that?\n\nVegeta though it too good to be true, so he had to check once more. There it was, plain as day, an in-congruent set of genes. What they related to and how they had changed weren't clear just yet, but they were definitely different. \"No way... Has it been this the whole time...?\" Obviously not, the genetic mapping showed it was over time. Genetic deterioration... It could be the explanation to Viral's problems. Difficult to cause but not impossible, and it was a safe assumption that the Saiyan's could have unknowingly caused it. Okay, so now they had something to go off of, but this didn't tell them everything. Now came the hard part of deciphering precisely what these were, though he already had a safe guess. Considering the symptoms Viral was displaying it was likely they were tied to his energy, and somehow furthermore to his transformations as well. In theory then correcting these anomalies would make things right. But how was he supposed to do something like that? And what's more, there were still more genes to go over. This might not even be the whole issue, just a part of it. But it was a start, more than they have had up until now. \"Viral... I think I might have found your problem.\"\n\nAll Takeshi felt like doing at that moment was lying down, maybe just put an ice pack there or something. If Shu had any idea how uncomfortable he was feeling the little guy probably wouldn't be hopping about like a rabbit. Shu didn't understand what his brother was getting at, surprise surprise, to which the older boy could only groan. \"Family, kids,\" he said shortly, glancing over as his sibling came near. Seriously? As if his being sprawled out, groaning in pain wasn't explanation enough Shu still had to ask? \"Because you knocked me in the groin you dope!\" Takeshi retorted, sitting up abruptly as he did so. In rising he applied pressure, wincing before laying back down. \"Ah... Gonna whiz red...\" Dramatics aside the pain was already easing up, it was more the surprise of it all. Somehow the younger boy began to think something was inherently wrong with him now, despite not having been the one who was struck. Glancing up, Takeshi lifted his hand, prodding Shu in the forehead with two fingers. \"No you're not boring, and I do like playing with you. I'm just... Lying down for a second. Why don't you decide what you want to do next?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral felt a little better as the pills were quick to take effect, his lack of food allowing the pills to quickly absorb into his system. If he didn't take the medicine without any real special precaution then he would be quite happy finding somewhere to sleep, \"It is a solution…look at how relaxed I am\", he spoke up, slowly scratching his chest, \"You just don't like it when you can't fix the problem…\" If he wasn't able to concentrate on the pain and was completely allowed to relax then he was okay with that. Closing his eyes for a moment allowed his head to clear, or at least as clear as it could get when it just meant everything bad was completely obscured. The pain was still there but it was soon deadened by other thoughts and even his actions made it hard to concentrate on it. Slowly moving his legs and feet up onto the edge of the chair he grabbed at his tail and pulled it up to his face, gently flicking it with his claw.\n\nHe didn't like having a tail, it was like sitting on a rock all the time and having to watch your back all the time proved to be pretty annoying. If he did actually manage to get better and master his transformations then the only time he'd want to have a tail would be for balance and as a whip. He shouldn't be getting so distracted while Vegeta was sitting right there, but it was pretty difficult to focus when he was on this medicine. When Vegeta spoke up he slowly looked up at him, sighing slightly as he pushed himself up and out of the chair, \"What…?\" Getting up was oddly difficult after sitting down, especially when he was too relaxed. Slowly wandering over to Vegeta's side he stared at his work, but staring at it he couldn't even think to what on earth it was supposed to represent. It was all a mash of colours to him at this point, but Vegeta seemed to have an understanding to what it actually was, \"What…? What is it?\"\n\nShu didn't understand why Takeshi was so set on becoming lazy again, but maybe it was because he was beaten by him and that was a pretty big hit on his ego instead. Staring at Takeshi curiously he still didn't understand what he was saying, squeaking a little, \"Ooh? How did I do that…? I hurt people…? I don't understand\". Even Takeshi being blunt didn't allow him to understand what was going on, his mind still confused to how that was a factor. He had never had a problem so he was confused, rolling backwards and onto his feet before deciding to scoot closer to Takeshi that way. Tilting his head curiously as he moved closer to Takeshi, letting out a squeak when Takeshi gave him a prod he rubbed his head, frowning a little, \"You do…? You're not bored of me…?\" he tilted his head, smiling a little, \"Should we go help Friend T'charrl…? I don't know how to train if you keep lying on the floor…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral had no idea whether the discovery was good or just going to make things worse overall, the fact that he knew whether he was going to die or manage to somehow live through genes degrading without being back on Earth. Vegeta didn't make him, he wouldn't know how to fix him so it was pointless even thinking about such a thing, the confusion as to how he would find the fix in the middle of space making it feel impossible. Pressing his other paw against the desk he stared down at Vegeta, his forearms becoming a little wobbly, \"But it's sped up…really fast. You know that\", he spoke, raising a claw to him but nearly falling under his own weight, his paw going to the desk again, \"I believe maybe…a couple of weeks…I should start saying my goodbyes! No way you can find the solution in time…and it's genes! I'll get worse…maybe all funny looking…teh, what even causes…'gene deterioration', anyway…? Like…one of those failed experiments your parents made…\"\n\nShu was pretty happy and excited for a variety of reasons, even if it was all stemming from the fact he didn't have to think about his anger problem. That whole thing could be swept away forever as far as he was concerned simply because it was too complicated and he felt he would only fail if he tried to do it. The less he needed to think about it the less those nightmares of his would occur after the constant worry he was put through over having this power. With Takeshi completely distracted from it as well they'd happily go and help T'charrl with his little problem which was a whole lot easier than what they had to go through. T'charrl just needed to get stronger and change to find his true form all while learning their language, something that he saw as being pretty easy. Running on after Takeshi he bounced along when he finally caught up, smiling up at him, \"Yeah! It would be nice to be able to talk to him properly too…with all the things! And stuff you've told me! Has Mister Vegeta said what he's been teaching him? Maybe we could teach him new things while we train?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Vegeta should be able to read through the compilation of works gathered and find a solution. It wasn't entirely beyond him to do gene therapy, with a little help he could figure it out. The degeneration was increasing, but not at a significant rate. Logic stated that it would continue at the same rate which ought to afford them plenty of time to solve this. Taking a seat at the desk he brought the images up on the computer screen, again enhancing the three strips. Somewhere he should find information on this, and from there he could know where and how to begin administering therapy. Glancing at Viral coming over he looked up, frowning at his concerns. \"Has it sped up? Yes, but not substantially. I can confidently say you're not at any immediate risk,\" he replied, folding his hands together. \"Please Viral, calm down and listen to me. If I thought there was an immediate threat to your life you know I would tell you, but I'm not. If it makes you feel comfortable then fine, say goodbyes, but you're not going to be dying. And so long as I can keep your energy stifled you won't be able to transform, so that eliminates that risk. It's not going to be easy for you, but now I know what we're supposed to be fixing.\" That was all he needed, everything was uphill from here. \"Gene deterioration can be caused by tampering with your genetic coding, which I assume the Saiyans did. Things like radiation can also effect genes. If it can be done, it can be undone. Just... Often times the latter is the more difficult of the two.\"\n\n\"I'm sure he wouldn't hate being able to talk to us either. I'm getting pretty tired of those scouters honestly, so if he can speak without one then we can finally stop using those stupid things. Reminds me too much of when we were with father...\" Besides, if T'charrl really wanted to improve he had to actually use the language. The scouter was fine and all for visits, but if you were around aliens for so long it was better to just pick up what they spoke. The Saiyans taught a few languages to some of their Elites for speaking with more valued allies, rather than relying solely on scouters for speaking. But overall, troops used them only for brief visits as learning a language was hard. He'd tried picking one up before, one he couldn't even remember the name of, and gave up pretty quick. The fact then T'charrl was doing so well was pretty outstanding. \"You know... We probably could teach him. You know how to speak well, and I definitely do. Between the two of us we can teach him whatever Vegeta might, and we can probably do it quicker! Help him speak while we help him change back, kill two birds with one stone.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral was pretty convinced that he wasn't going to make it, even if those thoughts had been calmed with the use of the medicine. He knew full well what a genetic deterioration meant and how difficult it was to fix so in his mind he was pretty doomed; he was just taking it pretty well, that's all. The medicine made it a lot easier to handle this kind of news and Vegeta seemed to be taking it pretty well too, at least with his understanding over the situation. Vegeta always seemed pretty calm in light of bad news so this was apparently not that bad a thing. Slowly beginning to lower down Viral still tried to keep standing, his weak legs finding it a little difficult to stand at this point as Vegeta continued to talk. Slowly moving his paw across the desk to try and find a way to push himself up again, he tried to raise up still, his arms wobbling, \"Okay…you do that…I'll just…sit\", he grumbled, eventually giving up and falling on his backside onto the floor. Slowly rubbing his head he let out a groan, finding it particularly difficult to concentrate with so much going on, \"I don't care about dying…I already know I am going to. No more fighting, no battles…no pain…but do I care for pain? Nah. Radiation is everywhere, even this ship…what do I do? Wait for death? Such long space days…\"\n\n\"Yeah! It must be itchy too, I mean…how does it stick onto him? I don't see ears on him\", Shu spoke up, feeling pretty confused by that. T'charrl was a pretty hairy guy and was probably just going to get hairier so those scouters would probably fall off eventually, especially when he didn't appear to have any ears for it to hold onto. It was so confusing, but T'charrl certainly seemed to keep it off unless he wanted to have a nice conversation so that meant it probably wasn't very comfortable. Scratching at his ear just thinking about it he let out a sigh, feeling pretty happy, \"Yeah, maybe! I wonder if he'll like that\", he spoke, giving a little nod, \"I wonder if he misses being the way he used to be, I mean…he's big and fluffy and cuddly; maybe that's nice to be too? But he does have those pointy things in his arms…but he used to have swords too so maybe that is why he got them? I still don't understand how it works…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral didn't see any other way around it, especially considering he was practically losing his mind everytime he went into a transformation. He might as well be killed off because of that, something that couldn't be fixed should be dumped. If he could find some form of hope in all of this it would have to be given to him by Vegeta, but the guy barely seemed to be caring and wanted to get it over with. Letting out a pretty audible groan he slowly rubbed his head, \"I can't relax…could you relax? Hmm actually you are always acting relaxed…\" he mumbled, not seeing it as all that possible to get back to eating and training. He probably could sleep just now, but he would probably end up waking up asking for more pills because his nightmares would be overwhelming with no way to wake up from them. Not exactly happy to hear the possibility of it all taking a week, \"What do you intend to feed me with…? Food, probably…wouldn't think…anything else…but what? It'll get worse before getting better, or something…hmph, just because you think you can beat me…\"\n\nShu really did feel confused, not exactly sure how he was supposed to understand how scouters worked if he was going to question where ears were on an alien. He should try and groom T'charrl and find out just what was under all that fur, whether he had traditional ears or just little holes. There were so many questions out there but all of them seemed too rude to ask for an answer directly. Scratching his head quickly he slowly looked up towards Takeshi, tilting his head, \"I don't think he'll hate us being there…unless he's a big bug again. Maybe he'll get mad if you teach him something bad? Best not to teach him bad things because you know a lot of bad words, I think!\" he nodded in acknowledgement, \"I don't think I'd like swords coming out of me…but I guess my nails sort of be like that when I change…ooh, I don't like it. I only like having little nails…not big nails. Mister Viral has big nails…and Miss Yumi…but not that big…all scritchy-scratchy! They're scary…like lots of little swords…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"To say I'm completely relaxed would be a lie. But I'm trying to remain as calm as possible to figure this out,\" Vegeta replied, glancing over at Viral. A small smile spread across his lips as he stood up from his desk, \"Truth be told, I'm rather excited. We've been looking for the source of this for so long and may finally have found it. The fact we might be able to finally get you the help you need has me elated. But I'll celebrate when everything is said and done, not now.\" It would be a long process, gene therapy. The quickest bit would be making the culture of genes, everything from thereon out was simply a matter of waiting. Lots and lots of waiting. To the question of food the Saiyan merely shrugged his shoulders, placing one hand on the desk as he leaned lazily. \"Anything you'd want. It would be a light meal, just something to keep you going for now. It's either that or we give you nutrition intravenously, and I know what a fan you are of that method.\" Solid food had more going for it anyways, IVs were sort of moot when you could eat an actual meal instead. \"What do you mean beat you?\" Vegeta repeated, frowning in confusion, \"I'm not trying to beat anyone here, only help.\"\n\nTakeshi didn't know the science behind scouters and he wasn't about to pretend to. All he knew was they picked up sound, could interpret it and pass it through your ear as if you heard it like that. That was how their translators worked, as explained by Vegeta before. If T'charrl really didn't have ears though then that did beg the question of how he heard. Did bugs have ears? Or did they use antennae or something like that? He didn't know, and whatever the case was it was likely unique to Kaesstrians. Since they were visiting their friend anyways they could just ask him, assuming T'charrl didn't mind. \"I don't know that many bad words!\" Takeshi said, pausing immediately after for a moment, \"Okay... Maybe I know a few, but I don't use them that much. Plus no one makes me stop, so why wouldn't I use them?\" They were just words as far as he was concerned, he didn't see the big deal. There were way worse things you could teach someone other than words, like how to steal for instance. \"Little swords, huh?\" Takeshi mumbled, glancing down at his own hands. \"No idea what that's like. And Yumi's aren't that big I don't think. Or are they? I don't know, I never really look.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral needed to get on his feet again, but his mind wasn't able to find his feet. His mind was all but trying to disappear from him and nobody seemed to mind, so all he could do was let the medicine take effect and remove his worries and sorrow. Rubbing his face as Vegeta decided to justify his odd manner of acting he wondered just what was giving Vegeta a reason to be all excited about this, finding it to be pretty worrying to say the least. To find excitement over a possibility of failure didn't sit very well with him, in fact it made him a little nervous under his shell of frail mindedness. He still didn't feel too sure about eating, but that nervousness was gradually disappearing along with his stress. Frowning as he slowly stared downwards as he sighed, his paw shifting on the floor as he tried to find a way to get up again, \"Don't you…force needles into me…\" he groaned, not finding his feet very well, \"You know what I mean…you know you'll try and beat me, anyway. What do you think you do in training…you bookworm…\"\n\nShu certainly had a lot of questions in mind and did wonder how he was supposed to try and find the answers to them all. Takeshi wouldn't be able to give him a lot of them, but thinking them through and trying to solve them himself was what he always had to do. Nobody else would give him the answers unless he went right up and asked about them rather rudely; he really had no idea how T'charrl would react if he asked him where his ears were, for instance. Scratching through his hair, Shu eventually looked up at Takeshi again, tilting his head a little before giggling, \"You say bad words a lot! I was taught that\", he smiled, giving a nod, \"Always told never to say what you say because you say bad things\". When it came to how he felt about what happened to himself and what others had, Shu definitely had a slight case of nervousness towards it and was scared of what he was capable of when he had them. While he didn't want to address his rage problem he still had problems regarding what he became, \"I don't like pointy things going near me\", he spoke lowly, pulling at his fingers, \"Hers aren't that big, but she still keeps them…b-but I don't mind! So long as she doesn't want to scratch me with them, I'm okay…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "It looked safe enough to approach Viral again, yet Yumi was still cautious in getting close to him. She couldn't be completely certain yet and better safe than sorry. She got to the point where her friend could have easily reached out and struck her, yet he made no move to do so. Feeling like that meant things were alright now she took a seat before Viral, immensely relieved that was over with. Both of them could take a break now and then try getting Viral to change back, were that possible. She wasn't sure whatsoever what to do in order to change him back and chances were he didn't know either. That was something Vegeta was going to be needed for most likely, and by going to him he'd know right away they went behind his back. Yumi wasn't so much worried about being found out as she was disappointing her friend, and she couldn't help but worry that she might be made to stay away from the Beastman for a while. \"Don't be sorry, this whole thing was my idea,\" Yumi corrected, looking up at Viral with an apologetic smile, \"I didn't think your condition was that bad... I figured we'd be okay. I guess I didn't take it seriously enough, and because of that...\" she trailed off, gesturing to her friend to relay her point. Aside from a slight scare she was unharmed after all of that, and even the fright was wearing off. Viral was likely in pain though and had to go through the transformation, and likely changing back as well. If anyone ought to be apologizing it was her. \"I'm sorry for putting you up to this, I should have listened to Vegeta. Are you mad at me now...?\"\n\nTakeshi was fine with Shu learning how to clean plates and all, but not spending the whole afternoon doing it. Maybe he should get a bit more hands on to teach his brother how to do it properly. Grabbing his sibling's wrists then he began taking him through the motions, getting the last bits of food off of their first plate. \"You're gonna learn the bad things anyways, might as well be from me,\" he said, taking the plate to set in the strainer, \"We can't shelter you from bad stuff, you know? Hell, you've seen most of it already. It's a fact of life that you'll learn and see bad things, I just think it's better you see it from someone you know.\" Besides, he'd not taught Shu anything really bad anyways. Pranks, sure, and a few cuss words, but comparatively those were innocent. Takeshi honestly saw no issue with using foul language, he just censored himself to be a bit more considerate of others, and mostly to keep Yumi from smacking him. \"Maybe he needed to rest after training? Since he doesn't sleep a ton that could have tired him out?\" It was hard to tell with the Kaesstrian, they were so different from T'charrl that it was sometimes a mystery as to how he worked. Easing the sponge free from Shu's grasp, Takeshi grabbed the next dish and began cleaning, opting to take care of it himself instead. \"Tell you what, I'll teach you how to clean dishes some other time. How about you get some fruit together for T'charrl while I do these? Then when I'm done we can go pay him a visit.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral had a pretty big worry that he wasn't going to be able to keep a clear mind if he was like this and in this sort of pain, it wasn't as if he had a real clue to how he was supposed to change back while he was feeling like this. Vegeta would probably have to take away his energy again if as a form of punishment as well to stop him from disobeying him, but whether he would be that annoyed to do that was the question. It shouldn't be that hard to change back; once his energy had calmed down he should be able to no problem, but whether it was possible when it was going completely overboard right now was to be questioned. Every spark that came off him caused some form of pain in the form of a static twitch, making it difficult to focus. He was confused to how he managed to come out of that mania; he thought he was gone for sure and yet something helped him get through and find his mind again. Holding his head painfully he stared down at his paw, still trying to find focus before slowly looking to Yumi. She had no reason to say any of that, it was him who should had known better and warned her that it was going to be a bad idea, \"I'm not mad at you…\" he muttered, letting out an annoyed sigh, \"I was told not to, I was given an order…even if it was you. I should had known better…\" He needed to get out of here above all things, knowing if he was found down here he'd get into a lot of trouble. Groaning as he tried to find balance he slowly stood up on all fours, walking off towards the door with difficulty. It was hard enough to move when he was in pain, but to have heavy horns and large fins made balancing pretty difficult as his head was forced to droop towards the floor.\n\nT'charrl's sugar consumption was much higher than it was usually because of everything that had happened, his need to refuel after so much trauma being pretty high. It was barely a fraction of their sugar storage luckily for him so he wouldn't get in trouble for it. While he was also comfort eating to remain calm and keep away corruption he could still feel his legs near give way because he was so low on energy with the threat that he may end up changing once more into his mutated form. Shoving a bag of sugar down his throat he soon backed off, the feeling of his wings coming through now becoming more noticeable. These were much different to how they usually felt; for one they felt like limbs rather than just large structures, his ability to bend them already in place. As the patterns soon began to form the wings formed spines all the way along the top, the shape of the wings appearing more exotic than before too to go along with the spines. Feeling fairly exhausted he could only hope nothing else was going to happen, the possibility of more still remaining high as the orbs had yet to settle. He could feel the spirit inside him at this point trying to help in whatever way it could, but the mutations still ran pretty deep and the General's corrupt energy still ran strong, he just didn't have the energy to stop it beyond the spirit helping him keep it at bay.\n\nShu felt that he might be able to do it a lot better if he was given a little more time, but Takeshi seemed pretty determined to keep him going and lead him along before they ended up spending forever here. Staring at Takeshi he frowned a little, giving his head a little shake, \"I don't want to learn things and find they are bad things, though\", he spoke, shaking his hands to try to dry them before using his top, \"I don't want to accidentally hurt someone with words too!\" Saying bad things after hearing and seeing them was probably what would get him into trouble in the end, especially get Takeshi into trouble if Yumi heard him say anything he heard before. \"Maybe he did…but where would he go so quick? His room?\" he asked up, bouncing off his tail after Takeshi took the sponge from him, \"Get some fruit? Okay! He likes a lot too\". Jumping along through the kitchen he went to search for the fruit, having a look around at first before checking in the storage. There was a whole walk in cupboard with lots of fresher stuff just sitting out as if stocked before and sure enough there was fruit. Bouncing on in he went straight for the fruit, gathering a bunch on his arms as well as taking an apple for himself, biting into it to carry it. Feeling pretty satisfied he bounced on out, closing the door behind him using his tail.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "If Viral wanted a bit of time to himself then that could be given. Yumi wouldn't leave the room and let him be by himself though, that was the one thing she wouldn't do anymore. Now she had a good idea of why it was Vegeta always stayed with the Beastman and why he was so stern about keeping their friend somewhere under supervision. At the moment there wasn't much reason for her to be keeping an eye on him, they were in a room alone and she could hopefully bring him down from an outburst if he happened to have one again. Since they weren't quite talking at the moment she opted to do a bit of meditation to relax and help pass the time, just something to occupy herself besides sitting there idly. Having learned how to properly do this from Geoffrey Yumi was quick to get in a zen state, her breathing tapering off into a steady rhythm as her body relaxed. After the surprise of today with Viral it was nice to be so complacent like this, she could imagine she was wherever she wanted right now. There was a downside to doing this though and that was it was actually possible to get stuck in a state like this. It was sort of like when you had a dream and you wanted to wake up but couldn't, that's how it could get. Unless something really drastic happened to rouse her she was probably going to stay all calm and zoned out. A shame for her, especially considering the fact Viral was coming ever closer, and probably not with the intent to give her a hug or anything friendly.\n\nRiling Shu up wasn't quite what Haku had wanted but he'd take it, it was funny seeing the other boy get all angry. When he wasn't changing all anger made Shu do was flail and make weird noises, kind of like a little kid getting all upset. He'd back off if only because Takeshi had told him to, but that wouldn't keep him from sticking his tongue out at the young Prince first. He may get a chance to actually spar later with Shu, there was a part of him that sincerely wanted to see what the wild boy was all about. If all Shu had going for him was his transformation then that was going to be seriously disappointing. And if the kid couldn't control it either then he was pretty darn useless in a battle, no wonder then Takeshi was always with him. Probably there to save Shu's hide, he figured. Haku scoffed lightly before folding his arms, looking away from the group as they all moved along. If these three weren't going to have him when they got to T'charrl's room then he supposed he would wander off somewhere else, see who he might pester besides them. He'd not really tried speaking with the twins yet, so there was that, or Kabocha, though he really disliked nobility. If he could he might slink off and try to find Yumi. For a cat-lady-Beastman-human thing, whatever she was he did think she was sort of cute. Might as well go and hang around with the girl if possible.\n\nTakeshi was feeling awful for being afraid of T'charrl, and he really was trying to help it. For someone who was supposed to be the guy's friend it probably wasn't nice to have him freaking out every time they were together, or avoiding him now and again. It wasn't as if he tried to do any of that, it couldn't really be helped when it was ingrained in him. Rightfully so the Kaesstrian was getting upset over this and he did his best to reassure their friend that things weren't as bad as he figured. \"Well... I mean... Whether I'm afraid or not isn't your fault... You know? It's me, not you. And I'm still your friend no matter how you look, that's not going to change.\" Fear might be a strong word for it, at least at the moment. The Saiyan didn't so much feel fear as he did unease at the sight of T'charrl, it made him squirm on the inside a little. Everyone else was fine with it so Takeshi knew it was him, and that was only throwing fuel on the fire that was his guilt. Sighing sadly he shook his head, smiling apologetically at T'charrl, \"You don't look awful, honest. And you'll change back, you already did just now. Sure you changed back again, but if you did it once there's no reason you can't repeat it. We uh... We just gotta figure out what made you change and do that again, yeah?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Viral couldn't keep his focus a lot of the time and was quickly losing it again, the silence making his mind wander without his consent. He was not one for having a large amount of focus and having a horrible headache certainly made it worse. Slowly moving closer to Yumi he kept his head low, his eyes sharp while his mind remained unfocused. She was perfectly vulnerable there, sitting like a lonely little duck all completely lost. Growling lowly, he slowly moved around her, staring coldly at her face before he suddenly raised a set of claws with an angry snarl with great intent to strike her; however, his claws stopped dead in their tracks ever so close to Yumi, a hair away from her. Something strange felt like it was taking over his senses, his aggressive nature being calmed through a will that was not his own. Groaning a little he slowly backed off, his horns soon becoming too heavy for his head to hold up before he dropped to the floor. There was a sense of calm that took over him and he had no control over it, chuffing as he lay on the floor. He felt so strange, but he wasn't in the correct state to try and understand it as he was almost fully relaxed with only the occasional groan getting through.\n\nT'charrl hadn't actually looked at himself in a very long time, his eyes only catching a glimpse of what he used to be in his first form. He was worried that he may had forgotten everything about himself and what power he had been granted, especially when it was supposed to be important for his development into one of the greatest warriors. Even through the pain he knew it was all for a reason and how he was supposed to find balance, but balance came at a cost of looks and whether your friends and family would still like you. \"I-I know, I mean…I may look different, but I'm still the same on the inside\", he spoke, giving a little smile before reconsidering that, \"Or maybe…am I? I don't want to see to check…\" That aspect confused him, whether he did get different inside too and by how much. There was that curious wonder to whether his organs were different, but he shouldn't get so side-tracked thinking about stupid things.\n\nFrowning a little, T'charrl kept his head lowered before turning to Takeshi again, staring at him before immediately getting confused. He didn't actually know whether Takeshi meant he changed back to his normal form or was getting confused with something else. Staring at him he nearly tripped up over his own claws, feeling quite startled by his words, \"W-Wait, what do you mean? I changed back to, uhh, what I was talking about? You know what I was talking about, right…?\" He felt so confused, feeling like he missed something big when he had lost consciousness, \"I don't remember anything like that…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral had little desire to lay all the blame on Yumi, feeling that it was completely unfair and making her out to be the one completely responsible for his failure. He didn't need to have her feeling upset and guilt-stricken because of what happened to him and it wasn't as if he couldn't change back when Vegeta knew several methods to do so. \"He'll also know I am not someone who would turn down a training session, but…I just can't do that anymore judging by that experiment\", he spoke, looking back to her, \"He might forbid you from looking after me and feel the need to watch me constantly instead. I don't know how much longer I can take his voice in my ears…hmph. All those other voices haven't left me yet, you know. I realise why they haven't…how mad I've become with this, where my inability to do what I want is costing me my mentality. I worry to what I'd become when he starts restricting me even more because of that screw up\".\n\nT'charrl really didn't know what he was looking at in that picture and Shu calling out what it was didn't actually help. He knew Takeshi was trying, but it was maybe beyond his ability to scribe his own form onto that. \"If it wasn't for the Spirit, I wouldn't have my own mind after that too\", he spoke, lowering his head a little, \"As it grows in strength along with me, the stronger my mind becomes. I haven't tried to eat anyone when I changed the last few times, right?\" he spoke, giving a little smile before it quickly faded again, \"I shouldn't be relying on the Spirit too much, though. I'm supposed to be discovering everything myself\". He didn't know how he was supposed to explain it fully, but he was trying to get the basics down still. The main point was he didn't want to lose himself, knowing how easy that could be when he was still attracted to power. He didn't have too much control quite yet, but it was hard to tell when he hadn't been near too much spirit energy lately. \"Uhh, maybe try again…you know. Do that more, maybe you'll get it to look like me even more? How tall am I when I'm myself? Just incase I end up turning back into the form I was before…you know, when I was skinny but really tall?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I guess you have a point there... But he's going to find out, you know he is...\" Yumi lamented, sighing as he rubbed at her head, \"I just don't want you getting in trouble since it was my idea, that's all. You have it hard enough without Vegeta going and grounding you or something because you went and trained with me.\" At this point Yumi didn't know whether keeping Viral secluded or letting him out was worse, both instances ended up with him changing. Maybe it wasn't the situation he was in though and just his powers getting more unstable, which if that were the case it didn't matter much where they brought him. She really hoped Vegeta would be quick with his remedy, it could mean the difference between someone getting attacked and everyone being safe from harm. Looking at Viral sadly she reached out, not to pet him but to take a bit of lint off of his ear, flicking it aside candidly. \"Voices? What are the voices saying...?\" Yumi asked, sounding a bit concerned, \"Whatever the voices are saying, they're wrong. Don't listen to them, listen to Vegeta, he knows what he's talking about. Those voices I'm guessing are just trying to drag you down, we should try blocking them out, somehow.\" How you managed to ignore or mute voices in your head though was another matter, one she couldn't even begin to offer insight into. \"You know Vegeta won't punish you if he thinks it'll hurt you. He might tell you again no training, sure, but I doubt anything else will change.\"\n\nThe Spirit really was a blessing for T'charrl, no doubts there. It was the Spirit after all that told them how to help their friend, and it had probably saved T'charrl from going nuts more than they knew. Where it had come from, why it was there and how they were going to get rid of it, if at all, was a total mystery. But for the time being it was in everyone's best interest to listen to the Spirit and try helping it, and the Kaesstrian in the process. Takeshi had lost his desire to speak for the moment after having his art criticized, another piece he thought was pretty good. Yeah, it might not be anatomically correct, and you weren't going to hang it up in a museum, but it was still a good drawing darn it. Becoming crestfallen for a moment he finally sobered up, lifting his head slowly and looking at T'charrl. \"You think it'd get better if I kept trying?\" he asked, brightening up a bit and looking down at the paper again, \"Uh... How tall were you... Well you were kind of close to me, but not the same height. Between me and Shu I guess, you know?\" He thought he had heard something when his friend was speaking but didn't think much of it, until he said it again. Blinking he looked at T'charrl accusingly as if thinking his friend was copying him or teasing in some way, but that wasn't really his style. So did that mean he'd picked up his speech habits? \"Uh... You know you keep saying 'you know'...\" Takeshi pointed out, smiling amused, \"It sounds kind of... Different, coming from you. Never heard you say it before.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral really hated the fact he got into this mess and was now dragging Yumi down with him, his inability to get her out of this predicament made him frustrated to high heavens. She shouldn't need to be included in his problem. \"Am I not already grounded anyway? The freedom I wanted has been forever restricted, after all!\" It didn't make a difference, all it meant was he still needed someone watching over him and he was now unable to leave Vegeta's sight incase he sneaks off or changes again. Even if Vegeta was going to see him like this he wasn't willing to tell Yumi how he managed to change back last time, but it probably wouldn't matter anyway since he wouldn't be able to relax like this. There was just pain everywhere and it was making him very angry, but not at Yumi or anyone else but himself. Groaning as he rubbed his ear, he gave Yumi a quick look before looking away again, letting out a groan when she decided to try and persuade him to ignore the voices. It wasn't something he could just shut off, he wasn't even sure if it was his own thoughts that were constantly speaking to him and he was just going mad. \"I can't make out what they're saying anymore, not like before…\" he mumbled, rubbing his head, \"Getting used to it is a lot harder than normal when I have a constant sore head. Having nothing to do is already hurting me in more ways than one. I don't think he realise this…\"\n\nT'charrl couldn't say he would be able to control himself without the Spirit, even with his friends there. Back when he received the artificial energy he wasn't entirely acquainted with them all so it would had been awfully difficult in its own rights. He really hoped when he got back and was able to change back into his normal state he'd be able to explore his people's past a little more, maybe even find the Spirit's name as well. The Spirit had yet to tell its name even in his dreams, maybe something it had forgotten along with his inability to recall his true form, \"It might be better, just…you know, make things clearer to me than just something really quickly done\", he spoke, staring at one of the fruit he pulled out of the bag before munching on it. Takeshi probably did that really too quickly, so maybe if he tried again it'd be closer to what he meant. Eating away at his fruit he looked back to Takeshi when he began to question something rather odd, not exactly understanding what he meant, \"Umm…I do?\" he questioned him, frowning a little, \"But you say it all the time, so it must be correct. You know your language better than I know your language, so I thought you know more correct ways to speak than, umm…me. You know? Have I been doing bad? I've been trying really hard to figure it all out and how I should act, you know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral really hated the fact he got into this mess and was now dragging Yumi down with him, his inability to get her out of this predicament made him frustrated to high heavens. She shouldn't need to be included in his problem. \"Am I not already grounded anyway? The freedom I wanted has been forever restricted, after all!\" It didn't make a difference, all it meant was he still needed someone watching over him and he was now unable to leave Vegeta's sight incase he sneaks off or changes again. Even if Vegeta was going to see him like this he wasn't willing to tell Yumi how he managed to change back last time, but it probably wouldn't matter anyway since he wouldn't be able to relax like this. There was just pain everywhere and it was making him very angry, but not at Yumi or anyone else but himself. Groaning as he rubbed his ear, he gave Yumi a quick look before looking away again, letting out a groan when she decided to try and persuade him to ignore the voices. It wasn't something he could just shut off, he wasn't even sure if it was his own thoughts that were constantly speaking to him and he was just going mad. \"I can't make out what they're saying anymore, not like before…\" he mumbled, rubbing his head, \"Getting used to it is a lot harder than normal when I have a constant sore head. Having nothing to do is already hurting me in more ways than one. I don't think he realise this…\"\n\nT'charrl couldn't say he would be able to control himself without the Spirit, even with his friends there. Back when he received the artificial energy he wasn't entirely acquainted with them all so it would had been awfully difficult in its own rights. He really hoped when he got back and was able to change back into his normal state he'd be able to explore his people's past a little more, maybe even find the Spirit's name as well. The Spirit had yet to tell its name even in his dreams, maybe something it had forgotten along with his inability to recall his true form, \"It might be better, just…you know, make things clearer to me than just something really quickly done\", he spoke, staring at one of the fruit he pulled out of the bag before munching on it. Takeshi probably did that really too quickly, so maybe if he tried again it'd be closer to what he meant. Eating away at his fruit he looked back to Takeshi when he began to question something rather odd, not exactly understanding what he meant, \"Umm…I do?\" he questioned him, frowning a little, \"But you say it all the time, so it must be correct. You know your language better than I know your language, so I thought you know more correct ways to speak than, umm…me. You know? Have I been doing bad? I've been trying really hard to figure it all out and how I should act, you know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"You say that like you're never going to get better, Viral, but you are. Vegeta is going to make everything better, just you watch.\" He had to, there was no way Viral could go on in the way he was now. He might be immortal but he'd probably start wishing he could die if this continued... If he wasn't already. That was a depressing thought, one that Yumi quickly struck from her mind as she again tried to remain positive. It wouldn't be long now, Vegeta was bound to find a solution and then Viral would be fixed, that was guaranteed. Nothing would keep their friend from his work once he had it in his sights, so a cure was only a matter of time now. As if the straight out pain wasn't bad enough the fact that Viral was being tormented by voices was just twisting the knife already stuck in him. Obviously it wouldn't be as easy as just ignoring them either, if it was then Viral wouldn't be having problems with them in the first place. Yumi's ears folded against her head as she slunk down slightly, giving the Beastman a sympathetic look before sniffing softly. \"Have you told Vegeta that? If sitting around is so bad then I'm sure he could find something to keep you busy. He might not let you train but there's loads of other things you could do.\" Problem was Viral didn't really like doing a whole lot but training and fighting, that was just his thing. If he didn't want to be idle so much though then he was going to have to find something else to spend his time doing, at least until Vegeta cleared him for fighting.\n\nT'charrl had a fair point, a drawing took more time than a minute or two to complete. If Takeshi wanted to help out his friend then he was going to have to really work at his illustrations then, it was the only way he could think to describe their friend's appearance to him. Someone else could probably tell T'charrl real easily but the only problem there was that person wasn't in the room, no way could Shu or Haku help there. Again he heard those two little words come out of the Kaesstrian's mouth and he swore his friend was making fun of him now. Glancing up at T'charrl he cocked an eyebrow, folding his arms over his chest, \"Yeah, you keep saying 'you know', over and over. Why do you keep doing that?\" It was a bit odd, he didn't really copy what any of their other friends said, or Shu for that matter. Even when explaining himself the Kaesstrian managed to say it another two times, making Takeshi rub at his head exasperatedly. \"I'm not the only person you can learn from, you know. I mean there's Shu, and Vegeta and Yumi, even Viral, and Haku. Heck, everyone else too. So why are you copying me of all people?\" he asked, really not seeing the sense in it, \"You're not doing bad, not at all, I'm actually surprised how well you talk now. And that squeak you used to have is gone now too. But uh... I don't know if you ought to be copying me for how to talk... Or act... You know?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral gave her a long staring at, eventually slowly looking away and giving his neck a scratch, \"Just watch…right. If you say that's the right thing to do\". It really was just a complete wait and see plan to follow right now, but he definitely didn't think he had that much of a choice anyway. He would love a release from all of this, just to go and do what he wanted to do and not have to be tied to someone. He was completely wrecked, his mind not functioning correctly and his body trying to hurt him. If only they could all understand how he was feeling and see it as something that needed temporary solutions rather than one single permanent one. Vegeta may not like giving him his pills but they really helped mellow him out and killed a lot of the pain, but of course he had to get permission every time he needed to use them while trying to understand that they were limited in supply. Vegeta would never make more for him, he was too concerned with his own work being better, but he might as well try and rip his horns off before Vegeta decided to give him any temporary relief. \"I've said a few times, but gave up when he constantly ignored me. I don't think he believes in the mind malfunctioning or thinks I'm being dramatic\", he spoke lowly, running his claws through his hair, \"I do not think there is going to be much for me to do after this other than being constantly spoken to so I don't lose my mind\".\n\nT'charrl didn't know if he was doing good or bad by picking up on Takeshi's speech patterns, thinking of them as correct and easier to mimic when he was stuck for words. If Takeshi used them then they must be pretty common phrases, even if he didn't fully understand why he said them so often. If Takeshi was questioning him about it then he must be good at it, but of course he wouldn't know if it was a good or bad thing when it just came naturally to him. \"I don't know why I do. I just…really try to learn a lot\", he spoke as he stared at his fruit, feeling curious about Takeshi's feelings towards it more than anything, \"You seem to speak the most when you're around me. Vegeta says a lot of words I don't understand, but you speak in, uhh, simple-like. Easy\". He felt pretty embarrassed when talking about his ability to pick up the language, frowning when his habit of squeaking was brought up too, \"Why not? Is it bad that I do? I just wanted to learn and you're good at talking a lot, you know? How am I supposed to act?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral really did have quite a strong hatred towards anything medical, but he could recognise when it was something he really needed and right now he couldn't do without it. He was suffering and that wasn't his fault, especially when it was something beyond his control. He had little chance to cure himself so he had to rely on medicine, but he couldn't stand what it did to him. He was a wreck because of it in the first place, he couldn't even fight, so now it was either have that available to him or die in the most awkward way possible. It made him feel as if everything was simply for nought whenever he tried to get better, creating a reliance on something that was simply painful to go through. When Yumi presented him with the question of will he gave her a pretty long stare, eventually sighing and looking away, \"The trust you people have…but, it's not as if you're wrong\", he spoke lowly, giving his head a short shake, \"I'm surprised anyone can lend their trust to me with things like that\". Feeling a little uncomfortable he decided to slowly stumble towards his bed, not really willing to walk like an animal when he was trying to justify himself as being normal, slowly sitting down on the edge of his bed, \"I will! I don't want to look like a fool and overdose on basic medicine. I don't want to carry on having these headaches when there's an easy solution to get rid of them for a while…\"\n\nT'charrl certainly was confused and even though Takeshi and Shu were trying hard he couldn't do anything but stare at them. He didn't understand what they were saying and didn't know if he should be concerned about that, but maybe he'll find some way to remember what he looked like, feeling a little lost whenever he tried to think about it. It was so hard to explain how he managed to lose himself so badly, but of course he lost his mind almost completely when he changed first time, his name being the only reminder to who he was. Looking between Shu and Takeshi when Shu tried to explain his looks only to fail completely at recalling, giving a little smile, \"Yumi? She is my friend too\", he spoke, placing the empty bag to the side, \"I suppose. She should know how to help. She seems smart like Mother\". Slowly pushing himself off his bed he used his lower claws to support himself, looking down at his body before he sighed, \"Really not a form for normal…things. I still feel weird…umm, you sure she'll be okay with us going to see her?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Don't get me wrong Viral... I trust you... But there's no way of knowing what you could do if you got really bad,\" Yumi said, smiling sadly as she scratched her cheek, \"Earlier today I never thought in a million years you might come after me, but you did. Oh, but don't feel too bad about it! I know you didn't want to do that, and I'm not blaming you for it either. All I'm saying is we can't know what will happen, so it's just easier to be safe. I hope you can understand that.\" Medicine, especially anti-depressants could be plain horrible if taken in excessive doses. Vegeta probably knew more on the matter than she did but there was plenty of reason regardless not to overdo it on the pills. Watching Viral as he returned to his bed she rose to her feet, lifting her arms up over her head in a stretch. Today had been fairly eventful all things considered, though she wouldn't mind a bit more training before she went to bed. Perhaps once Viral was taken care of she would see if Choi wanted to train, or one of the others. \"I think he'll be perfectly alright with you having aspirin. Like I said though, let me talk to him about it. I'll try and get him to let you keep it with you so you can take it more often. As long as you just follow whatever plan he's got then Vegeta will have no reason to restrict it again.\" Yumi figured too that if Viral were in better health when the tests were being done they might get a more clear picture of how well the treatment was working.\n\nSo neither Takeshi nor Shu could explain what their friend used to look like. A bit of an issue sure but not the end of the world, not when they had someone else to go to. There was one more person who both met and saw T'charrl when he was his regular self and she was likely more able to describe him than anyone else could. And provided Yumi wasn't terribly busy right now then they could go ahead and go find her; Yumi wouldn't turn away the Kaesstrian if he needed help from her. \"She is really smart. I mean, not Vegeta level smart, but she's still smart,\" Takeshi agreed with a nod. Maybe she couldn't get her mind around all the science mumbo jumbo but she should at the very least be able to describe how T'charrl had looked, or give him something to go off of. It was kind of their last stop too for this so Takeshi certainly hoped she would be able to lend them a hand. Again giving his friend a thumbs up the Saiyan headed once again for the door, opening it up and turning back to the others. \"Of course she's going to be, why wouldn't she? I mean she practically gushes every time she sees Shu, and she really liked you, still does, you know? I can't see any reason she'd not want to see us.\" So long as Haku kept his little comments to himself they would be just fine, otherwise someone was going through a wall. Heh, he got slapped whenever he made a stupid comment or did something risky to Shu, so Takeshi couldn't wait to see what might happen if Haku started hitting on her. Surely he couldn't be that stupid, right? \"Need a hand walking, T'charrl?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral let out a grumble, slowly rubbing his head, \"Yeah, yeah! I'm not reliable, I get it! I just hate that it's a fact\", he spoke quickly, getting annoyed at himself for being so unstable and unpredictable. He couldn't look after himself at this particular time and to OD to a bunch of pills would be a very dishonourable way to go; however, if he couldn't control himself then it would feel as if it was some foreign entity that was trying to kill him. Sometimes he wondered if he was actually possessed, but then again he was just being paranoid and those awful voices probably had everything to do with his paranoia. Watching as she decided to stand he decided to move further along his bed, eventually climbing completely on top and sitting close to his pillow, \"It's not even a mental pain and I know it…but anything to kill muscular and bone pain I'll be happy with\", he spoke, giving his head another rub, \"It's like a constant knife in my skull…and my neck hurts. There's a reason I have a thick neck in my strongest form and I definitely don't have it just now! Have you ever had to carry two sledgehammers on your head? Of course not, that's a stupid question…\"\n\nT'charrl didn't know how he would get used to walking like this in this form, his sets of arms being pretty widely split apart compared to his other forms and what he was used to. He didn't like it and certainly didn't see the benefit in it, but at least he still had a means to grab things with his secondary set. If they were set to constantly touch the floor then all he had was a better chance to block his lower half, his power mainly concentrated to his upper abdomen. He certainly felt imposing, but unfortunately he also felt too close to what the General turned into with his large muscles and deformed body. He did have that feeling of self-consciousness that came along with it, but maybe it was because he wasn't using it to fight yet. Frowning as he looked down at himself his eyes soon returned to Takeshi, giving a little nod, \"I-I suppose, but…maybe she might not like what I…you know, look like now\", he spoke calmly, sighing, \"I mean I know I'm as, uhh…'alien' as the other crew you picked up…not like you\". Staring down at himself he frowned before looking back to Takeshi, shaking his head, \"Uhhh I'll be alright. I got energy now. I'm just a little tired…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"I mean... I guess it's a little weird you keep changing, yeah. Not a whole lot of people do that, you know?\" Takeshi asked, smiling apologetically as he rubbed at his head, \"But don't feel bad, 'cause it's not your fault you're like that. And I don't think you're bad or anything for it, it's just... I'm not used to people changing so much, that's all.\" They really ought to just drop this conversation now and be done with it, all he was doing was making it worse. Not intentionally by any means, but one little slip was leading to T'charrl feeling worse and worse. Just when the Saiyan figured he was done tripping over himself he made another off comment, cringing immediately when the Kaesstrian seemed to take exception to it. \"No no, that's not it at all. Uh... I just mean get back to normal, that's all. You're well even if you don't look like yourself, right? We just want to help you get back to how you were before because your mother wants it, and I'd guess you do too.\" Deciding he was through grooming Shu, Takeshi gave his brother's hair a playful ruffle before wiping his hand on his pants, smirking at his sibling. So he'd totally missed all of that conversation, how dandy, \"We were just saying how T'charrl's going to get back to normal, that's all. And we're going to help him do that, whatever it takes, right?\" Given the fact their friend said he was close it ought not to take very much help at this point, maybe just a small push in the right direction at most. The rest, Takeshi figured, could be done by T'charrl on his own.\n\n\"Okay... Maybe the King did know what to do with you... But just because he decided on what you should do doesn't mean that is the right answer for you. No one but you can decide what it is you'll do.\" Viral could be a soldier, or a teacher, or he could go hunt if that's all he wanted. All in due time, once Vegeta healed the Beastman then he wouldn't be a potential threat to others and there would be no need to in effect babysit their friend. The question of tests didn't sound clear to Yumi, though considering her own position she had some idea of the purpose behind them. The fact that others may be in the same boat as her had made her stomach churn more than once now, that was something they were going to have to put a stop to. \"I won't say a word to Vegeta, don't worry. All I'm going to do is ask him about medicine and see how he's doing, that's it. If you want to ask him something too then you can.\" She didn't want to step on Viral's feet and make him upset, so anything that could be remotely sensitive would be left untouched. Yumi smiled before turning about and strolling over to the door, folding her hands behind her back. \"I wouldn't want anyone interrupting our hunting anyways, so I'll keep it a secret from everyone else.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't like how Takeshi was speaking, hardly feeling comfortable with himself at all as he continued to go on. He didn't mean what he did and it was only by chance that his race had this power, but it wasn't exactly something he could control. He would be better off transforming back into his normal form if it made them happy and not think that he was strange like Takeshi did, feeling as if it was too obvious that Takeshi just didn't like him when he was like this. \"Uhh, right…umm, I-I know it's not my fault because I didn't want it\". He was having a hard time feeling secure about himself, coming close to wanting to hide away again until he managed to change back. He didn't know why he couldn't, he couldn't figure out what he was missing and it was hurting his self-esteem greatly, especially if his friends didn't like him when he was like this. It made him feel bad for making them feel uncomfortable. \"I will keep trying to change back, I just…need a little more time…\"\n\nShu looked between T'charrl and Takeshi, not entirely sure what was going on but T'charrl didn't seem too happy with something. Maybe something happened while he was all getting groomed and what not, feeling confused to what it could be. Takeshi seemed to be stumbling on his own words for one, maybe it was something he said. Tilting his head a little he gave a smile, squeaking, \"Ooh! Friend T'charrl can take time, it's okay\", he spoke quickly, looking to his friend, \"He just needs his mother to see he can! It all okay, I think. Friend all big and fluffy, give much hugs too. I don't care what Friend looks like so long as Friend doesn't go bad. Scary…\"\n\n\"Yeah sure, not until somebody takes over my mind and body. It certainly seems so easy to do\". Viral didn't feel satisfied with the information he had on the King and his wishes of what he wanted to do with him. There had to be a reason why he wanted an artificial creature in his ranks so high and not just as a typical slave soldier, there had to be a reason for all the experiments they put him through and his determination to have control over his mind to make sure he either served the King or came out broken. He didn't like it, he didn't even like how they used the knowledge acquired from his genes to do what they did to Yumi. It made him feel very unsettled and without peace, even if everybody else tried to grant peace to him. \"Good. I don't want him thinking it's okay before suddenly having second thoughts\", he sighed, moving to the door as well, his head held a little low just because of his horns, \"The most I want to know is if there's been further deterioration since the other day! But of course that probably won't be possible to see…yet, I'm still concerned. This has all happened so fast\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Chances were Vegeta was going to run tests, of that Yumi had no doubt. She wanted to tell Viral otherwise but that would be a bold faced lie. They were probably necessary to see if certain treatments would work, or try a new medicine or something. Administering it without any tests was a test in of itself, she supposed, but could be risky. Really she couldn't find reason to be concerned with having tests done other than maybe the fact they'd been done time and time again at this point. \"I'm sure there are reasons for going, even if we don't know them. With how badly Vegeta wants to fix this I'm sure it's a very good reason too.\" Viral wasn't the only person that they were going to Kaesstra for, they did have a native with them of course. From what she had heard last T'charrl was even making progress towards changing back, and with luck he'd find his old self before they even landed. That would satisfy the Queen and make their friend feel better as well. Plus they wouldn't have to endure Takeshi's fretting over one of their friends, even if it was sort of funny. \"You weren't a big problem, honest. And you were conscious... For most of it. How you were then though isn't important, what's important is how we're going to enjoy ourselves now. We'll find a way for you to have fun or at least relax this time around.\" Nothing was going to tie them up, they had time to themselves and darn it Yumi was going to make sure that was time well spent. \"If I was sick of you talking I wouldn't be here. If you want to talk, I'll listen,\" she replied, smiling politely, \"You're not going to drive me away, I figured you'd know that by now.\"\n\nTakeshi needed to find a way to fix his floundering, and he had just the thing in mind. If the worry was over T'charrl changing back then he could get Vegeta's help to ensure their friend he'd be fine. That aside he wasn't a complete moron, he knew that a good portion of what had the Kaesstrian bothered had been him. The best thing then was to remove himself from the room and go somewhere else for a bit. Shu and T'charrl would be fine on their own, they may even prefer it that way. Eh, who was he kidding, he was getting all mopey and self loathing. Neither of them hated him, that was just his guilt making him feel crappy. \"Tch... I didn't mean to make him upset...\" Takeshi grumbled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. Maybe if he gave them some time to chat and forget what had been said things would be better. Plus bringing back fruit couldn't hurt either, both Shu and T'charrl loved that stuff. Before he could consider grabbing food for anyone though he had to speak with Vegeta, that was more important. Hopefully the guy wasn't too busy to be seeing anyone, there was a lot of work being done in regards to Viral, everyone knew that by now. Takeshi was excited for that if perhaps for selfish reasons, as a healthy Beastman he could get more swordplay lessons. That and he was really itching for another rematch with Viral, they hadn't had a good fight since back on Earth. Sure they fought on Shaharia, but that didn't really count.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral wasn't fully set mentally for hearing any more bad news when it came to his condition, but he'd rather it was over and done with. He didn't know what could be a positive breakthrough this early so it could only get worse from here on, especially when he was limited to barely being able to do anything at all. For his age Vegeta was intelligent and certainly carried the weight of determination with his work, but he didn't fully believe he'd be able to fix anything that might be wrong with him on a genetic level. He didn't help create him and obviously wasn't there for the process, meaning he had to start from scratch to get this thing sorted. He didn't know how the process was done or how to fix it, meaning he had to start from scratch and figure out passed his parent's flaws when creating him and all those failed prototypes. He didn't have much faith in Vegeta because of his lack of knowledge, even if he was a good person for trying. \"The planet was hidden from the radars the first time we found it, so I don't know what he's thinking if he assumes we'll find it again in the same planetary orbit. I don't know what he aims to find there other than energy. Could've gone to any other mild planet…\"\n\nViral was pretty annoyed at himself for once again disrupting all their plans and preparations all because he couldn't control his own body. It was a nightmare to say the least and everybody who didn't care for him were probably pretty pissed at them for sending them through space so much just to find a cure. The rebels were getting ready to fight the King while having to deal with their own strange problems, they were needing to get reinforcements and who knew how many on the ship were actually itching to get to the King themselves and finish it once and for all. He didn't care for his own vengeance right now, it seemed like a wasted effort when he was practically shackled and pulled down with nowhere to go and nothing to hope for until someone brought him the key. The key to fixing everything seemed so far away or didn't exist, making him feel pretty useless and hopeless. He just wanted to battle and be free, but all this tying down was just bringing terrible emotions and stress to the surface. \"What if I started to insult you because of these frustrations, then would you leave? Whatabout that Saiyan twin, would you leave if he wanted to be with you? You can't hang around me forever. I could stop talking and you wouldn't be able to find a reason to listen, then you'll leave, won't you? If complaining doesn't do your head in, I bet silence will as I mull over my very existence in this twisted form\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Hey... Considering everything that's gone on lately I'm sure being dressed right is the least of her worries,\" Takeshi reassured, \"I doubt we're going back to get you clothes now anyways, so don't sweat it.\" At least they were just going to see the guy's mom, not the whole kingdom or anything. If they were addressing crowds of people then sure, he could understand wanting to be dressed, but this ought to be a quiet little meeting. They were going to have to go in as they were and hope for the best, and if they were fortunate then the Queen wouldn't be smacking anyone for any shortcomings. Everyone was pretty set on helping T'charrl out, the Captain included; the guy was willing to take a proverbial bullet for their friend. Smiling encouragingly Takeshi gave a nod, glancing over at Shu curiously as he kept on being a hyper little dope. \"It has been a long time, hasn't it? Jeez buddy, I've never seen you so excited, try keeping yourself together. Don't want them thinking you're crazy, you know?\" Turning back to the doors he sighed softly, rubbing his head before puffing himself up a bit and putting on a smile, trying to seem far more prepared for this than he was feeling.\n\n\"No, no I do not want to put up a military outpost in the Upper City! How many times do I have to say this is a peacekeeping operation, NOT an occupation! Ask me again and I'm going to demote you back to private!\" How could her directions be so lost on some of the soldiers? It was like the notion of peacekeeping was well beyond their understanding, and all they knew was war. No small wonder, their people had been at odds for quite some time, so maybe all they really did know was war. Even so how difficult could it be to wrap one's head around it? After throwing the papers back at the soldier Eslaria gestured for him to get out, rolling her eyes as he hurried along. There were more things to focus on than some up and coming leader's proposed plans, she had masses of people to worry about right now. Not a moment after that man had left did she hear the doors opening yet again, hardly containing an irritated groan as she lowered her head. \"I swear, if you have another idiotic plan...\" she began, getting up from her chair and turning around. Annoyed quite a bit the Queen froze on the spot when she saw who was standing at the doors, simply staring for a moment as if unable to put two and two together. She recognized this person... But was it really him? Was this really her son? Finally remembering herself shortly thereafter the Queen shook her head, taking a small step forward while looking awfully confused. \"T'charrl...? You're home...?\"\n\nEven when giving Viral the liberty to pick what he did he was still a bundle of joy... Maybe this wasn't the way to go about it. Though hard pressed to agree with someone like Choi, Vegeta found himself increasingly wondering if what the other boy had said held some merit. Should he just try talking with Viral? It could be that the Beastman thought himself nothing more than a patient and a project with all the medical attention he was getting, perhaps he just needed to be treated like a regular person. Casual banter, doing something fun, those were hardly some of Vegeta's strong points, but he had to give it a shot for Viral's sake. Doing his damnedest not to comment on the \"forgetting everything\" comment he followed after his friend, smiling a bit awkwardly. \"Beautiful day... We might as well enjoy it while we can,\" he remarked, pausing briefly as he questioned what he said. Had he just suggested that this might not last? Damn it, perhaps a different approach then. Rubbing his head he looked over at Viral, still smiling as he reached out and gave him a pat on the shoulder. \"So... How uh... How are you enjoying Kaesstra so far?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu could keep it under wraps if he wanted to and didn't need someone telling him to like Takeshi, especially when this was a pretty big deal for T'charrl. He didn't want to mess up his friend's reunion with his mother, after all. \"Ooh! But it's so nice! Friend getting to see parents again is so nice, like not seeing friend in long time, right?\" he smiled, bouncing on his toes a little before promptly stopping as the door was slowly opened. He needed to keep to the back for this one and immediately moved to Takeshi's side, curiously watching his friend as the door opened. It was going to be pretty tense for T'charrl, he could feel it emanating off his friend. Curious to what might happen he squeaked a little at the mother shouting at someone within, tilting his head to try and understand what was going on. His mother sounded angry at someone as usual, but hopefully things would turn out better for his friend.\n\nT'charrl was extremely nervous but knew it had to be done eventually and what better way to do it than before he had to go off for a doctor's check. He had to be brave about it and face up to her whether he liked it or not. He missed her, of course he did after all this time of trying to get better. He wanted to get better for her and this was the closest he could come to being better. As the door opened slowly he gasped when he heard his mother's voice, lowering his head as he waited for his mother to finish her business with the soldier. Seeing her there made him very nervous, watching her as she took charge over the man and put his plans in their place. He could easily run right up to her and announce his arrival, but he respected his mother greatly. Tapping his claws together as he shifted his feet he stared at her, watching as she got up from her place before finally noticing him. Gasping he froze up himself, staring back at her before averting his eyes. He didn't know if she recognised him at first but soon twitched when she spoke his name, his eyes going back up to her before he stumbled forward. \"M-Mother! Mother, I return!\" he gasped, making a brief jump forward but quickly had to stop himself from falling, pausing momentarily before he decided to change it into a bow, \"I-I have returned for a while from my journey…\"\n\nViral needed to find something he might remember that didn't mean he was going to remember it because he got attacked, keeping his head up. He was fairly confident he wasn't going to remember much from this planet after all that was said and done, but of course it was going to be either due to the fact that he wasn't finding anything of interest on this planet or he was going to get worse. There was little for him to make an effort to remember on this planet, even if it was a massive planet with many possibilities. He couldn't explore any of it without someone else or worries that he might not be able to last in his current state. It was simply depressing, leaving him with very little in the way of possibilities. Finding his thoughts to be more distracting than the actual place he twitched to look to Vegeta, confused by his optimism regarding the environment. The guy barely ever got out so maybe any day to him was beautiful. Sighing he lowered his head slightly, not really feeling sure about what he should be thinking until Vegeta decided to touch him instead, giving him a pat on the shoulder. Looking to him in confusion he narrowed his gaze, feeling curious as to why Vegeta was talking to him like this. \"…What? I don't believe I've been here long enough to form an opinion on the planet\", he spoke before looking away, grumbling, \"Either way it's hardly something to care about. There's nothing to care about so far. Barely been here a day…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "T'charrl didn't think he could walk by himself quite yet but didn't like the fact that he was making Takeshi feel uncomfortable. Maybe there was a way to save him some of the grief of having to touch him by asking L'esta to help him along, but the Captain was probably not going to come with them just to relieve Takeshi. He really did feel bad for putting Takeshi through all this nonsense with him when it could easily be prevented just by learning how to walk properly. He would soon get it but he still had balance issues and maybe the doctor could give him a cane to walk with instead. He needed to get his mind set on being normal and not the freakish creature he was before. He was so mad at himself for being stuck in that 'slumping beast' mentality for so long. \n\nStaring down at the floor as he walked he let out a sigh before realising Takeshi asked him a question, his eyes turning to him quickly, \"Huh? Uhh no, they should be here\", he spoke up, giving a little smile, \"Yumi found me with Shu first and your other friend helped with setting up our communications. They should dine with my mother and father\". Truth was T'charrl didn't know about their other friend, especially when he was such a reclusive. Maybe it would be okay if he had to come with the others, but if he didn't want to then it would be okay for him to skip out. Feeling a little concerned over the possible outcome he lowered his head again, his eyes soon turning to Haku when he asked a question, giving him a little smile back. \"You could try and contact the others and ask if they want to come over. I hope they say yes…\"\n\nViral didn't want to be caught, especially when they were still determined to get him to talk. He didn't want to and he couldn't understand why they wouldn't leave it alone, only hoping all this chasing would wear them down before they could try and catch him. If he made them so fed up that they would get moody and forget he said anything about a wish then that would be fine by him. Leaping out of the tree he took quite a large leap, landing straight in some shrubs and immediately setting off again. She was certainly persistent unlike Vegeta who was quite happy to let her jump around after him. Not wanting to let her get the best of him he kept down low, getting down onto all fours eventually before twisting himself underneath a large shrub. He wasn't willing to make himself completely obvious this time and hoped he could mask himself a bit better in the dense shrubs. He could see her from his position but did wonder if she could be able to see him, but of course with eyes like his she would have no chance of escaping his vision.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Takeshi wasn't sure if they should invite the others or not, seeing as the Queen could get mad if a ton of people showed up. She more or less knew everyone but Viral and Vegeta, so maybe it wasn't going to be a bad thing if a handful of their friends suddenly showed up. T'charrl seemed to be of the same mindset, so hopefully it was alright then. \"Yeah, alright then we'll invite them too. As long as Vegeta's not busy working, and Yumi's not running around with Viral that is.\" Not much they could do if the others were busy, though he wasn't sure what Kai, Choi and Kabocha were up to. Last he'd heard they went into the city and that was that so they were probably still wandering around doing gods know what. Takeshi was going to go ahead and make the call then and there, but hearing Haku ask about what he could do made him pause. The kid had been awfully quiet so far and now he was offering to help, go figure. T'charrl suggested doing the very thing he'd just been about to, meaning he didn't have to anymore. Shrugging his shoulder he lowered his hand again, smiling as he looked across at Shu. \"You think Viral will come? I can't say I see the guy wanting to join us, you know? He'd be too grumpy for it.\"\n\nYumi was hard pressed not to let Viral get away, especially over something like this. Why he was so adamant about not sharing his wish she couldn't say, she certainly didn't see it as a big deal. While it could be something completely out of their power it wasn't impossible that they could somehow grant it either, or at the very least try to help him achieve his wish. None of that was possible however if he didn't share it with them, and right now that didn't appear to be happening anytime soon. Just as she had finally found Viral he ran off again, diving this time for the dense brush underneath. Groaning to herself Yumi looked over at Vegeta who at last was doing something, flying up over the bushes to try and spot out their friend. Figuring she would do her part as well she jumped out of the tree, landing right in the bushes as well. Crouching down in her spot she glanced back and forth, unsuccessfully trying to just spot him out before anything else. It was pretty evident he wasn't going to make this easy, even if she couldn't understand why that was. Frowning she let out a sigh, parting a few branches as she peered through them. \"Viral? I'll stop asking, alright? Just stop running please?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu would be quite happy to have everyone over for dinner so long as they wanted to and everyone else was okay with it. Hearing T'charrl taking their idea into mind and offering to invite them all Shu couldn't help but bounce on his feet, getting all excited over the thought of a possible dinner with everyone. Hopefully his parents would be okay with such a meeting, wondering if they would want to see how the others were getting on. Vegeta was already friends with the smart guy that they saw before leaving, especially considering he went away to see him specifically when they all decided to split up. He could imagine they would all be hungry too. Looking up to Takeshi he gave him a smile as he decided to ask about Viral, someone who T'charrl forgot to mention; then again, T'charrl and Viral did nearly nothing together so he could understand him forgetting about the Beastman. \"Ooh, I don't think he can be alone, can he?\" he asked Takeshi, scratching his head, \"If Mister Viral doesn't come then Miss Yumi or Mister Vegeta won't too. It would be nice if they all came to have some food and stuff, right? Poor Mister Viral never gets to hang out with us anymore because he's all funny looking and stuff…\"\n\nViral really hated talking about himself and talking about something as personal as a wish was just the height of annoyance for him. 'Annoying' probably wasn't the correct term he'd use, but it was everything he hated having to do. He didn't like talking about himself and he didn't like it when people were so persistent about it either. It was something he never wanted to go through and until he got it himself then they were going to have to keep trying to figure out whether it was something they could find out themselves without asking him. Watching from the shrubs he kept fairly quiet, sitting calmly as he watched her scout for him. She wasn't as good as she thought she was it turned out, obviously getting flustered at her inability to find him. Carefully watching her he waited silently to see if she'd find him this time, her back completely turned as she decided to check on the opposite side; however, before she could speak up in protest against his hiding skills and finding him she just gave up, deciding it wasn't worth it. That was better, now he just needed to get out. Moving back a step he readied himself for standing, gently moving up but instead of simply standing his body instead decided to make a sudden leap straight for Yumi, trying to pounce at her instead.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Jeez... He couldn't even tease Shu without feeling bad anymore could he? Takeshi didn't get what was so scary about being in the ship anyways, not until Shu said something about crashing. Was he talking about that time he'd fallen out of the air while flying? It had to be, it was a pretty nasty incident and no doubt the little guy still remembered it plain as day. Okay, so if he was worried about that happening again maybe it wasn't so unreasonable, but really they were safe as could be here. If the ship was going to go down, which it wasn't, they would have more than enough warning. With the exception of Viral every person present could fly, someone was bound to grab Shu and keep him from hitting the ground so he was totally safe there. \"If bad people are here we'll just kick their ass, like we always do,\" Takeshi said, grinning as he cracked his knuckles, \"The Namekians are friends of Goku's, you know? And anyone who messes with them is messing with us.\" Anyone stupid enough to try messing up helping out Viral too was going to get it tenfold, of that he was certain. Maybe the siblings weren't vested in the Beastman's well being, but he felt everyone here had come along to try and get their friend better, so anything that got in the way was going to be a problem. \n\n\"I know, you've always been really good at swimming Viral. Even now there's no way we could swim as well as you,\" Yumi agreed, smiling hopefully as they talked about one of his skills. Maybe if she could keep him on this line of thought he'd perk up some, perhaps even feel a little like his old self. That hope was dashed however when Vegeta and Ricken came out to join them in the compartment, both looking ready for action as they went to one of the open doors. Giving them curious glances she watched worriedly as Viral too got up and went to the door, standing promptly and frowning. \"Viral... I'm sure there's a reason they're doing this,\" she cautioned, stepping closer as she tried to grab one of his arms. \"Come on, let's let them do what they need to do, we're going to get the Dragonballs soon enough.\"\n\nVegeta had been focusing on the smoke and nearly missed Viral, turning his head to glance at the Beastman curiously. Was he really going to do this right now? Sure he wasn't crazy about this either but he had agreed to do it, going back on his word now, especially with the siblings present wasn't going to happen. Sighing softly he shook his head to Yumi, stepping away from the door and gesturing out towards the smoke. \"I was asked by Sayomi to help look into this, so we're going to do that real quick. We've no idea where the Dragonballs are as of yet and who knows, this may help in our search somehow. Besides... If this is a potentially hostile individual we're heading towards they need to be dealt with, as the safety of Namek should be considered alongside our wish.\" No one was going to hand them the Dragonballs after all unless a favor was done, and what better favor than protecting their world? Sure, perhaps this person wasn't even going to be of that caliber, but it was better to be safe than sorry. Given that nothing came of this they may need to find another way of securing the Dragonballs too, but they could cross that bridge when they got to it. \"Just trust me, things are going to work out, we're just taking a slight detour.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu knew Takeshi wasn't going to try and cause him any mental harm but it didn't help that his own mind seemed to insist on making him distressed over riding in a vehicle. He didn't mean to get all jumpy, he had tried hard not to be but it seemed inevitable anyway. He would probably be fine once he was on the ground or flying outside in the open air but as it stood just now he was in a box with many people all strapped down and hoping they weren't going to get shot out of the sky and have to try to escape. Even without the straps he would probably be pretty nervous, but maybe if he kept his focus on Takeshi he wouldn't get too nervous. His friend T'charrl seemed fine if only concerned with watching the pair and seeing what was going on. \"Y-Yeah…we beat bad people up!\" he squeaked, bouncing a little on his chair, \"They are? Oooh, maybe they let us have Dragonballs then. Goku is still my idol…\" He was pretty excited to see the dragon again, but he didn't know whether it would be the same one on Earth or an alien one. He was certainly curious, his hope on it being an alien being higher than seeing the Earth one again. He hoped his friend was excited too, but then again he probably didn't know what a dragon was. \"Maybe…maybe there's still some that remember Goku like Mister Dende does back on Earth. I hope too many people aren't going to get hurt over this, though. They probably want to use them too…\"\n\nViral was a little mad at Vegeta for holding out on information, especially when it meant placing his health second for some crash or something. He didn't care about that just now and really just wanted to get on the ground so he might be able to find out where the Dragonballs might be. If the planet was at risk then whatever, but a vehicle crash was no big deal if the occupants were probably deceased too. He was still going to be angry about this, it had taken a few days to get here so it was hardly going to go anywhere new. Immediately looking to Yumi when she took hold of his arm he growled lowly, his eyes going back to Vegeta before towards the smoke. \"We'd know where they are when I get on the ground and can actually try to adapt my senses to them\", he spoke lowly before looking to Vegeta again, \"You're just…keeping secrets from me now…\" Growling lowly he moved back, his eyes going to Yumi briefly, stepping back. \"This better be fast. I don't know how much I can take of this…\"\n\nThe ship in the distance wasn't one that could be considered a regular around this particular solar system, only vaguely resembling anything close to what the Saiyan Kingdom might use for their travels. While it was pretty advance technology the ship had managed to take a fair heavy impact that had only been lessened by boosters that forced it to slow down before skidding to a vicious halt across the landscape. It had mostly fallen apart with a fair sized hole in the roof, the ship itself proving impossible to fly with its damage. The ship looked like it had either been blasted into or something had blasted out, either way the hole had been melted. As the others gradually approached the ship its own warning system lit up weakly, beeping gentle buzz for a short time before an annoyed limb lashed out at it and shut it off with force. There was still an occupant inside and they were pretty angry, resting within the rubble while they recovered. Without realisation at first the occupant soon became aware to what that meant, the panic immediately setting in when it meant a possible ambush. Immediately looking on the failing radar the sign of a vessel fast approaching meant it was a very good time to worry, the occupant taking refuge in the rubble and trying to hide away in the cockpit.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"I... I don't know how long, but I know they're working on it. I don't know why it happens to you either, I'm sorry. But I'm more than happy to talk to you if you want to talk,\" Yumi responded, smiling as she looked at Shu, \"You know you can always talk to me, about anything. That's what friends are for, right?\" Poor little Shu, all distraught and upset over earlier, it was really sad to see a normally excited and bubbly boy be crestfallen. There might not be much that they could do just in his hospital room alone, but she might have some idea as how to fix that. If he was so worried about the others, she reasoned, then why not go pay them all a visit? It would have to be okay with the hospital staff, and it looked like the nurse in attendance had given them the okay to move. \"Well don't you worry, I can help you get around, that much I can fix!\" Yumi said proudly, smiling as she moved so she was before Shu. Reaching around she managed to find his legs and got her arms under them, trying to ease him onto her back despite being sore herself. Once he was securely on she gave his leg a little pat, smiling back at him happily. \"There we go! Who do we want to go see first? We're all in the same ward, so it's not that far to the others.\"\n\nThere was risk with bringing Viral out into the city, Vegeta knew this full well, but so what of it? If they kept Viral locked up like this then his mood would only continue to deteriorate, and the potential benefits that this adventure of theirs could bring far outweighed the risks. He would be around to stop his brother should anything unexpected happen, and their father was not all that far away either. \"I have to be optimistic here, and I want to be. It's not usually my cup of tea to be so... Incorrigibly positive, but I was told that positivity can go a long way with someone in your position,\" Vegeta admitted, smiling slightly as he shrugged, \"So I'll do it. And I fully understand what will happen if anything goes awry, and I am prepared to take the punishment for whatever may or may not go wrong out there. But let's not reflect on potential hazards, hm? Let's just get out there, get to work and blow off some stress.\" Clasping Viral on the shoulder again he slid off the bed, waiting for his brother to accompany him. There was loads to be done around the city, that much was clear just by walking around each morning, so they would find no shortage of work to do. \n\nAnd there was definitely no shortage of tasks to be taken care of. They had only just left the atrium when a small vehicle carrying several lengths of timber passed by, probably going off to work on one of the dozens of buildings still in disrepair after the attacks. Even just outside there was work being done, with roads being repaired, fixtures such as lighting being put back in and some buildings just being finished up. \"I've dragged you out this far, how's about you tell me what it is you're up to doing?\" Vegeta asked, folding his hands at his back as he glanced over at Viral, \"You know far better than I do what you'll be able to handle comfortably, so it's best you make the decision.\" Could be something as simple as helping plant new trees or flowers, or carrying heavy equipment and materials to rebuild structures, whatever Viral wanted was fine.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu pressed his fingers together in some hope that Yumi might know what was wrong with him, but apparently she had no idea. He didn't know who might know what was wrong with him other than his father, but he didn't want to try and contact him. Maybe his mother might know something, but he had no idea if she was alive or dead and even then he didn't think he had a deep enough connection to care for that too. He wasn't like his brother, he didn't desire a mother because he didn't grow up around other humans to feel that sense of family. To him, the one who raised him was someone looking out for him and teaching him how to survive in the jungle, they were never related to him since finding out what he really was. \"I-I know…but how do I talk when you don't know how to make it better?\" he asked, lowering his head, \"Nobody knows. I am a mystery…\" Feeling a little down he wasn't about to give up the chance to go and see the others and how they might be doing. He vaguely remembered accidentally blasting T'charrl, but he didn't know the circumstances of that or how it happened when he knew things were often much worse in his dreams. Squeaking as he moved to take hold of Yumi he clasped on as tight as he could, his tail wrapping around her for extra support. \"Ooh, maybe…maybe Friend T'charrl? Is he okay…? I think I hurt him badly! I was bad…\"\n\nViral had doubts that this whole trip to the outdoors would be beneficial but he was willing to give it a try, seeing how Vegeta probably wouldn't leave him alone until he tried. He didn't like being around other people, especially civilians. He'd never been outdoors in an environment like that willingly and it was highly possible the stress of the trip might make him worse, but maybe he would have a positive effect instead and he'd be able to blow off some steam. \"Hmph well, I'll be sure not to do anything on purpose just incase I make you look bad\". He was fair reluctant to get off the bed, not really wanting to immediately get underway with this. He wanted to wait for Aito to return and hear what he thought, but Vegeta wasn't going to leave him alone until he got up. Growling lowly, he packed his injector and clipped it onto his belt, slowly pushing himself off the bed. He still felt weak with this stupid 'medicine' he was having to inject into himself, but maybe he would do just fine with something that didn't sap all of his strength.\n\nViral didn't much desire going outside after all he had been through, even if the sun would probably do him good. It was a horrible place to be stuck in when all he had worked for in his life was to be free and to fight, but it was the only place he could go now where he might have a chance to recover. He still felt he wasn't getting to have a chance to recover, all he had felt was stress since arriving, but then again he wasn't allowed to fight and was in a state of breaking down at a genetic level fairly rapidly. He just wanted to live his life for once. \"What? I don't know where to begin or how much strength I still have! I might be able to lift or I might be as weak as a child, I wouldn't know. I don't want to do anything I'll just get frustrated with and to hell am I going to be safe around machinery. Why don't you make the suggestion yourself? You're the one who should know what would be safe for a madman like me…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Takeshi hadn't the faintest clue of how he'd help Shu, but he knew he had to. It had been almost two months since they had reunited and yet there hadn't been any work done for the little guy, focus had been all on Viral. Rightly so maybe, Viral was definitely the worse off of the two, yet that didn't mean Shu's problems were any less important. So maybe Vegeta and Aito were preoccupied with the Beastman, that left everyone else, or more exact him and Yumi, to help contend with the little Saiyan. \"Well... Maybe we can figure out what it is. In fact I'm sure we can,\" Takeshi responded, smiling sadly as Shu practically hid under his sheets, \"It is going to get fixed, okay? We just have to figure out what those 'other things' are.\" Moving a bit closer to Shu he rubbed at his own shoulder before giving his brother's hair a light ruffling. \"Can you tell me what the other stuff is? Just however you can spell it out, you know? I'll tell the others what you tell me, someone's bound to be able to help you. And if none of us can, hell, we're on a planet, somebody on this world will have the answer.\" And he'd scour the whole planet if that's what it took to find that answer. Someone in this city would know how to reach the others, and from there he could search until they found a doctor who'd know precisely what Shu needed.\n\n\"I would very much doubt that Viral. If there's one thing I do remember about mother, it's that she's transparent. She wouldn't hide how she feels about you, even if you are her son,\" Vegeta answered, \"To be fair I wasn't likely planned either, and I suppose you could say I was brought about by \"biological\" blueprints. By that reasoning we're no different, are we? And to say you weren't planned, you clearly were, because she was needed as a catalyst for the process, so she knew what was happening and could have declined. Implying she might regret that or not have been in favor of it then is silly.\" Taking a step back from the wall he spent a moment appraising their work, satisfied to find they had about half of it done, all neat and orderly. On the other side of the building they were nearly done, and more likely than not their wall was just as ideal if not more so than what they had made; work could be done quicker and more efficient, Vegeta chalked it up to inexperience and Viral's exhaustion. \"I suppose there is a possibility you'll get a \"high\" from this... But it won't last,\" the Saiyan observed, shaking his head as he went about slathering down another layer of mortar, \"Realistically your body is going to tire, even if you're made to be more durable. Sooner or later the work will catch up with you and you'll feel utterly exhausted, which is when we go back to rest.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu didn't know what was wrong with him or how he was supposed to get all fixed up, feeling like he was completely outside the team when it came to everything that made them a team. He wasn't useful and always had to rely on someone else to feel comfortable. Everyone else could manage on their own but he was constantly holding someone down and keeping them back all because he was cowardly. Side glancing at Takeshi he soon groaned, pulling the covers in a few twitches. He didn't know how it might get fixed, everything just confused him to no end and there was nothing he could do to fix that. He didn't know if he ever did that back when he was living in the jungle, all he remembered was how he wasn't allowed to look at the full moon so they must've known only about the Saiyan part of him, not whatever else he was supposed to turn into.\n\nSqueaking when Takeshi gave his hair a ruffling he looked towards him, staring at him as he spoke before looking away again. \"Spell it out? Can't spell…hard to do that! Just-…just feel no like Shu is brave enough! Things get bad, need to flee! It no fun…no fun…\" he squeaked before letting out a sigh, raising his shoulders, \"I-I don't feel like-…like I belong. I'm too different from everyone! Other Saiyans don't do what I do, they not hairy like me. Shu not happy with being different, but don't know how to not be different. Don't know what's wrong with Shu...\"\n\nViral let out a grumble before turning back to the wall, raising his shoulders. \"You're being stupid. Usually you say smart things, but that was just a whole lot of stupid that came right out of you there\", Viral sighed, shaking his head, \"You were planned because they wanted a real kid! You didn't just happen on accident like some slip-up! If you think saying things like that will make me feel better, well you might want to reconsider your thought process sometimes. I wasn't planned to be some sort of real person is what I'm talking about. I was made to be a weapon, then something changed…I don't know what\". Moving away from the wall for a moment he grumbled as he dusted down his hands, disliking how repetitive this was. Even if he switched to doing the mortar he'd feel the same way. \"Well I don't feel tired yet. I have a feeling you'll tire before me, though\", he spoke, placing down some bricks, \"You're going to hate me by the end of this, making you go through all this dirt and pain when I'm still as high as a kite\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"That's true... But then I didn't really have friends to worry about hurting now did I?\" Takeshi asked, a faint smile crossing his lips as he shrugged his shoulders, \"A small part of me didn't want to hurt everyone whenever I did change though, for what it's worth. I wanted to change and beat who I had to beat, that was it. So I kind of understand, a little.\" That was as much as he could say, he'd really never been in a situation like Shu was. That aside, even now he really didn't much care quite the same as his brother, even if he tried to. Maybe he wasn't killing indiscriminately anymore, but he found it difficult to worry if people got hurt or not. So what was wrong with Shu? There were guesses, but given his record Takeshi wagered that each of them were wrong. Unless he wanted to upset Shu further then it was probably best he just clam up and not say anything on the subject.\n\nThere was good and bad to be gained from this discussion; good news was that Shu was talking, bad news was he was talking to someone who couldn't help. The little guy could have an epiphany here and now, say exactly what it was that was bothering him, and Takeshi would still be useless in helping it. Looking at Shu as he questioned the older boy frantically, Takeshi's eyes shifted downward as he shifted around uncertainly, rubbing at his neck as he tried to come up with some sort of answer. \"I mean... It seems like you change whenever you get really mad. It's like when someone gets hurt and I go nuts, except I can't change anymore. So... I don't know, maybe we have to help that, you know?\" He didn't even know if that was right, or if that was something he could even help with. Why wait until now? He didn't know until now, and even so Takeshi was pretty sure he still didn't know. After getting attacked a second time though he felt he had to try and help, as next time it might not be just him who was attacked. \"Okay, so maybe we gotta work on you being angry and changing. And... We gotta find a way to make you okay around fighting. If we can do those things, then maybe... Maybe you'll feel better.\"\n\nVegeta had gotten a bit overzealous in how he was speaking to Viral, probably as a result of all the discussions with Aito as of late. He couldn't let the Beastman demean his own existence though, that was never going to help him recover or feel better in the long run. That line of thinking wasn't really naive, it was just the truth of the matter; Viral was an individual first and foremost, it didn't matter whether he was brought into the world for any particular purpose or not. Saying he was simply an object to be used would be removing the entire fact he was his own person, and that could never be allowed. \"The only thing that money gets me is more opportunity to create and work, that's it. Aside from that opportunity I have absolutely no use for money,\" Vegeta answered simply, giving Viral a slightly rueful smirk. \"Money would make life easier for most, but I doubt that's all people desire. If you believe human nature is so simple then we'll perhaps have to revisit it sometime.\"\n\nNow perhaps they could begin helping this cleanup effort, as goodness knows it was needed. Most of the city by now looked to have been tidied up, but this neighborhood still bore the scars of the fighting that had taken place. Much of the rubble was larger chunks of concrete, likely something that couldn't be moved without machinery. Between himself and Viral though it ought to be an easy enough job. \"We'll be quick. Let's see how this building does for you, and we can decide how to go from thereon out,\" Vegeta responded, pausing and giving his friend a curious look at the latter half. Something he shouldn't see? What did he mean? It was an unusual request, but he'd leave it at that and operate how he felt was best. Giving a simple nod in reply he went over to the crumbled building, beginning to lift up chunks of shattered building and toss it into the bed of the large vehicle. \"If this isn't too mundane for you, we can just do this until the plot is completely cleaned. We may well finish before either of us tire,\" Vegeta said, \"Which would be fine, but don't you think we can get this done much faster than they can?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu let out a squeaky sigh, feeling like he was getting the wrong idea with what Takeshi was trying to tell him. He probably didn't change in the same way he did, he wouldn't be so frightened and confused otherwise. Sniffling a little, Shu scratched his cheek, still feeling fairly confused over his predicament. \"But I never want to hurt anyone! I care…I do…\" he squeaked, giving his head a little shake before sighing, \"It's not fair…I want to do lots of good things! I do, but I do bad things more! Too many bad things, hurt friends when change, be monster. Not sure what even am, not sure about anything…\"\n\nShu was just feeling even more confused than when he first started, wondering what could possibly make him feel better at this rate. He was having so many problems that felt like they came from his past as well, all catching up with him as his morale continued to weaken. He wanted to be happy and brave, but he couldn't forgive himself for what he was becoming and how much of a nuisance and danger he was to everyone else. He really didn't know if Takeshi was being honest with how he used to change or whether he meant how he could change with the moon, seeing how he was being completely vague with his explanation. Staring at him, he let out a sigh and looked up to Takeshi, only asking for some sign of hope that he was understanding him. \"But…it's unfair. Everybody fine with getting angry, but I no fine. How do we fix me? How? Please say…\"\n\nViral didn't think too much of himself to find any reason for seeing himself for what he truly was, but of course with the way he had lived so far it was much easier to just see him as nothing more than an extra around the corporation. Vegeta did try to sell him to give him some use which was just enough to solidify his beliefs after so long. He didn't care, he was over it and all that was left now was to try and pass the time until his genes were fixed. He couldn't care for the fact that he had PTSD, his mental health shouldn't be a concern for anyone; all he wanted to do was get back to fighting. \"Humans are simple creatures! Throw money in their face and they'll do anything. That's just how they are, otherwise they wouldn't have competitions all the time to bring in more money than they'll be giving out! They're easy to understand…\"\n\nViral couldn't be bothered thinking about humans, especially when he had a job to do. So long as he wasn't going to find any crushed bodies he would hopefully be fine with what he had to do. Moving over to the rubble as well he stared at the chunks, sighing before looking to Vegeta. He seemed fine with tossing the chunks, not really putting much effort into it too by the looks of it. \"Fine, okay…until it's all gone. I can do that\". Moving to pick up a moderately sized chunk he grasped onto it and paused, feeling lightheaded for a moment before he could even try to lift it. Growling lowly, he sucked it up and simply tossed the chunk in with the rest of the debris being cleared, finding that he was going to have a difficult time with this after all. He hadn't needed to use his strength in a while and it was oddly pretty difficult to do such a thing.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"You will not die in battle Viral. Never mind the fact not a single one of us has died yet, you're easily one of the strongest when you're healthy. The chances of you falling I would imagine are very slim,\" Vegeta responded casually, giving a small shrug before frowning, \"You are not a burden. Considering during our last battle you saved everyone I would say that couldn't be further from the truth.\" His recovery might take some time to be fair, and it may be longer still until he could fight at full capacity, but Viral would fight again. By this time they had everything he'd need in place, it was simply a matter of administrating everything now. \"Confident? We have everything we need to help you improve, and we're beginning to put it in place. Yes, for the time being you're on medicine, but as your condition improves further we can ease you off of it. And if strangling me helps you blow off some steam...\" Vegeta began, smiling slightly amused before folding his arms, \"Be my guest. Or we can spar and I can simply act as a punching bag, I don't mind. Whatever you feel you need to feel better or relax I'm happy to provide it.\" It was the least he could do, the memory of his actions on Pagonia still fresh in his mind. Coupled with his negligence and inability to make any progress until now and Viral owed him plenty of payback. \n\nSeeing Kiton here was pretty unexpected, but Takeshi didn't mind too much. He didn't have any problem with the Frost Demon despite the circumstances in which they had met, he got the guy had to deal with some crap and what had happened was an accident. Krom seemed to be against Kiton's being here though, serving to only annoy the Prince as a result. Maybe he could finally shut up the Elite, and what better time to do it than when he had an audience? Sneering when Krom shot back at him, Takeshi took a stance and slowly approached the other Saiyan, a smirk covering his lips as he drew closer. \"Sorry, I have a hard time listening to people I hate. Maybe knocking you around a bit will make me like you more?\" he retorted, going ahead and moving in to resume their session. Figuring he'd try something a little different this time, he stopped short of Krom and threw a punch, using his Ki to push the air around his arm and, hopefully, hit the guy with what would basically be compressed air. Sure he could feel energy, but would he see that coming?\n\nHaving Kiton and Leto appear like they did complicated things somewhat, but perhaps it wasn't all bad. Having someone else here to help occupy Shu would be nice, and at worst it gave the boy something to focus on for the moment. \"I don't know, I can't tell you what to think,\" Aito responded, glancing over at Kiton as he began shouting, \"Your being here isn't going to incriminate you. In fact I was hoping to see you anyways, for a check up. If you don't mind?\" Waving the Frost Demon over he got down on one knee to be more level with him, starting to slowly inspect his body and lightly prod at previously wounded areas for any signs of damage. \"Shu... There's something I would like to try with you later, some play therapy. Would you come by my office with me when we're through here?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral frowned, looking away as Vegeta decided to give him a fairly casual lecture about it. It was all the same, all this hope and all this faith they had in him was a little too much for him to think of as real beyond trying to encourage him to get through all of this. \"They know how to nullify me and they will do it if they come across me so I see no reason to believe I will not end up dying in battle if I am allowed to fight. Just because those monsters don't know my weaknesses doesn't mean others don't know how to take me down with very little effort\". He didn't know how such a weakness would be fixed but even the RRA knew about it and that was quite alarming. Vegeta and Aito probably knew what to do to pacify him which is what they always meant by 'beat him easily', probably. Looking to Vegeta at the offer to spar he felt he had to refuse that offer, seeing how it could easily end with blood being spilt. \"I would still injure you, even if it was just me punching. I'd probably end up having you in bandages by the end of the day. And don't say you can block my claws too…\"\n\nKrom was still rather annoyed but he wasn't going to have Takeshi bring his mood down some more, his mind already bugged by the entrance of the alien. They probably wouldn't know what the big deal was anyway, but even then he was not concerned with telling them why. Watching Takeshi he smirked when he was instead told off for talking, finding his stupidity pretty amusing. \"Oh? I don't care, anyway. It's not like I'm the one who needs to get good at fighting, anyway\". Takeshi was just being so typical, it was boring. Once Takeshi moved in again he raised his arms up to block the punch, watching him carefully but remaining unmoving when the Ki was blasted as well. He was holding strong to annoy Takeshi, knowing if he started to show his true strength some more Takeshi would become frustrated. \"Try harder! I didn't even feel that!\"\n\nKiton was rather annoyed but he was sure he could somehow get away with everything not being completely destroyed and pinning it all on Leto kidnapping him, possibly. He didn't know how this was going to work but when Aito started talking to him he did manage to get a fright, looking to him immediately before letting out a sigh. He didn't know how he'd be after all that nonsense, he had only just been getting better too. Maybe the adrenaline was making it easier for him to move around, seeing how he nearly died back there. Slowly flying over to Aito he landed next to him, hiding the toy behind his back before his tail took it as Aito started checking over him.\n\nShu wasn't entirely sure on what the situation was but he was going to keep pretty quiet for now, pressing his fingers together before his eyes wandered to Aito when he spoke. Staring at him he didn't really know what to make of it, eventually nodding when he thought it through some more. \"Play…play. Yes, I would like! I would like…so long as it not be bad…\" he spoke, pressing his finger against his bottom lip as he tried to think about what it would involve, \"No know where your office is, though. Will you take me there too?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Aito was losing his patience fast, this had been bothering him since he'd learned of it and he still barely knew any of the details. Krom was going to tell him what he wanted to know even if he had to force it. \"I've learned my lesson and I'm paying the price, regardless of what my intentions were for his creation. Just because you can do something does not mean you should,\" the doctor said sternly, clenching his hands into fists as he continued to advance on Krom, \"The difference is he was not born, he did not have a life before this. Viral is a Beastman, your subjects, or prisoners more precisely, they had their lives stolen, and for what? To develop weapons?\" Yumi was changed because of their callous approach to these experiments, he wasn't going to allow anyone else to be victim to it as well. Exhaling through his nose silently Aito cracked his neck before suddenly darting forward, his movements not even visible as he reached out and grabbed Krom by the throat, lifting him off of his feet and slamming him back down into the ground. \"I am not concerned with your petty politics or what may happen to you by telling me this, one way or another I will put an end to this project of yours. Those people will be freed and let to live the lives they want!\"\n\n\"W-What? I can so hide things from you! In fact I might be hiding something from you right now and you wouldn't even know it, that's how good I am!\" Yeah right, he had absolutely nothing to hide from Shu. Much as the little guy might want to go out and play more they had to wait, at least until Aito told them what they needed to know. Seriously, what was taking that guy so long? Getting somewhat impatient Takeshi almost considered going to the back yard to ask, but the sudden burst of Ki from outside convinced him otherwise. It wasn't energy he recognized right away, and while it definitely was intimidating it didn't feel bad. \"I... I don't know... The hell is going on out there?\" Takeshi asked as he got to his feet, gesturing for Shu to stay put as he started towards the windows. With Vegeta and Yumi in the way he couldn't quite see, and the few peeks he managed to get showed Aito was off somewhere else, though jeez it felt like the man was right next to them with how much Ki he was putting out. \n\nThere was nothing good happening if Aito was showing off his power like this. Krom was out there too, had he done something to cause this? Despite knowing the overwhelming Ki was coming from a friend and someone who would never harm them she still found herself slightly afraid, her body breaking out in goosebumps in fright. Was he always this powerful? He didn't seem like he had this much strength yet he was really up there, easily stronger than even someone like Korian. Swallowing back nerves she looked at Vegeta standing at the door, then exchanging an uncertain glance with Takeshi. Should they go out and try stopping this? Her real concern was that Viral was still outside and resting, no doubt this was going to bother him. \n\n\"What is everyone fussing about, what's going on?\" Coming down the stairs June looked at the group confused, not able to detect the Ki like they were. She didn't need any sort of empathetic link like Yumi to notice how tense some of them were either, she picked up on that even before she made it to the landing. Seeing Vegeta, Yumi and Takeshi gathered at the back windows she furrowed her brow and went over to check as well, peering out and only seeing Viral asleep in the hammock. \"What's the matter? Is Viral okay?\" June asked with a hint of worry to her tone, \"Should we go out and check on him?\"\n\n\"Viral is fine mother, that's not the problem. Something has made dad angry and I think it was Krom.\" Vegeta explained, frowning as he tried to get a visual on what was going on. Now both of their powers were up, yet his father's still dwarfed the Elite's by a considerable amount. They were in a temporary home on a peaceful world and Viral was asleep in the back still, surely nothing drastic was going to happen... Right?", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Krom didn't have the patience to deal with this and just wanted Aito to back off, but of course he wasn't going to do that. He was the kind of guy who hated having things held back even if it was none of his business. He wasn't in his circle, he had no reason to know more than what he already knew about it and if he wanted to know more then he had to investigate just like everyone else who found out about it. He knew not to take Aito lightly when it came to his power, though, he was trained well enough to know it was a bad idea to dismiss him just because of the way he looked. \"Stolen? My subjects?? Don't treat me like I'm the damn scientist here!\" Without much warning it was Aito who made the first move as he immediately went for his throat, his hand going to Aito's wrist immediately until he was let go. Stumbling back a few steps he gave Aito an angry glare, rubbing at his neck briefly before clenching his fists again. \"You'll destroy more than you'll save by interfering now! That is too much work to sacrifice just because you don't like it!\" Going in immediately himself he threw a punch straight at Aito's face, not letting him get away with assaulting him like that.\n\nShu knew it was probably something to do with training or food if it was back at the base, it was the only explanation when they didn't have any fun activities like they did earlier over at the base, plus it was only something they had over there too. There was probably other places they could go for fun, but if it was the base it was most likely those facilities that would be part of the surprise. While it was fun to tease Takeshi about his ability to think of good surprises for him the energy outside was a little bit of a concern, but Shu was still a little too hyped to feel too bad about it. \"Ooh! Maybe it's a fight! Not good at sensing energy yet so not sure…\" Frowning when Takeshi told him to stay he remained where he was, tilting his head as everyone was gathering around the window.\n\nViral was having a great deal of trouble at this point remaining in a deep sleep, the energy Aito and Krom were giving off was causing a fair amount of interference. Trying to ignore it all he simply couldn't, proving to be not strong enough to keep it back. It was as if a wash of colour was just taking over his mind, confusing him and causing him to feel dazed and feverish. Struggling to breathe he slowly moved his hand to his chest, clenching his teeth as it only got worse. The voices that were making all the noise was getting through into his mind too, managing to catch only bits of it which were then changed into vague memories of the past. They were becoming incredibly bothersome and as the panic rose so did his heartrate. Struggling to settle down he tensed up until it all became too much, causing him to jolt up in alert mode before rolling on out of the hammock from the momentum, landing on his shoulder.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Walk in goo? But that would feel so gross between your toes...\" Takeshi bemoaned, frowning as he cringed inwardly, \"And all that dirt... There could be bugs, or even worse, crap. And I'd rather scrape that stuff off my shoes than the bottom of my foot, you know?\" Sometimes it was okay to not wear shoes, like when you were bathing, or at the beach. The times where it was okay though were far and few between, normally things were so disgusting Takeshi would never dream of forgoing shoes. Maybe while they were having their little fight though he could take them off, even if it meant trying to move around in socks. Noticing just how overly excited Shu was about everything the older boy couldn't help but comment and wonder how in the hell anyone could be so hyperactive. \"Oh yeah, I guess that's true huh? I told you that you'd be fine buddy, didn't I? And no it's all okay, it's more than okay. It's awesome that you're happy,\" he answered with a thumbs up, smirking proudly, \"And we'll keep working at it, right? You won't have to worry about changing anymore.\"\n\nThere went Viral groaning again, he'd brought it up. Vegeta only wanted to make it abundantly clear that there was very little likelihood of his needing to be involved with the Beastmen just yet, given their father's experience and the number of medical personnel they now had. \"Feeling alienated for being different is understandable. Seeming to be wholly detached from their current situation is another matter,\" he pointed out, glancing again at Viral as he spoke. There it was again, eyes unfocused and appearing to look at nothing in particular. Just how much energy had he expended on the ground? What had happened? \"If anyone's assigning them jobs it won't be us. Nor do I expect we'll be telling them to limit themselves. We'd rather encourage growth, not stifle it,\" Vegeta explained before letting out a sigh, \"I don't doubt you're wrong there either. Knowing Korian he'll try to put a watch over them every moment of the day. I'd like to bring them with us if that's the case, but we should see what it is they want. After being stuck in that facility they may wish to live out in the open, on a new world. Or they may prefer the familiarity of the ship, hard to say. We'll leave that decision to them.\"\n\n\"At any rate that's not a decision we can make just yet. There's more than we anticipated, and if I'm not mistaken I saw a child as well. After clearing them medically we'll have to speak with them and see if they know what they want for themselves.\" Given their limited life experiences it would more likely fall to others to decide, and while Vegeta loathed to dictate someone else's life he felt they were far better for that than Korian or the rebels. \"How's your hunger been lately? Have anything of an appetite?\" Vegeta asked, glancing back as they walked into the dining hall, \"Since we only just left Uuonoe our stock is good, there's a wide choice of foods. Anything in particular you'd like?\"\n\nHere was the training room they'd be using, complete with some nice spongy mats on the floor if they ended up rolling around. Takeshi glanced around at the machines and moved about to make a little more space. Once enough was clear for them he kicked off his boots and grinned at Shu, walking over to the mats and waving him over. \"Come on buddy, if we're going to wrestle then let's wrestle,\" he called, crouching down slightly, \"I'm going to kick your butt, just so you know. No way am I gonna lose to a little squirt like you.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Shu giggled at Takeshi's dislike, looking down at his own feet. \"Is that how you feel about my feet? Gross and dirty?\" he questioned him, giving his toes a quick wiggle. \"I walk everywhere and bounce everywhere! I walk all over the place we were in and not even care for what we walking on!\" He didn't really feel sore walking on his feet all day unless it was always flat and indoors so his feet were feeling a little strain. Playing around should help take the strain off his feet but otherwise the bottom of his feet were too tough for him to feel pain from rocks or other disruptions. Takeshi's feet were probably all soft and weak so shoes were needed, shame about that since it felt like freedom not having to wear shoes. Giving his brief explanation as to why he was so happy and bouncy he giggled, raising his hands to his face briefly before shaking his head. \"Oooh but Krom and Mister Aito want me to! They want me to control, but that really hard! No even sure how to do it properly…\"\n\nViral was having a bit of a struggle finding focus again, his face expressing barely an emotion. It was as if he was back to being mind controlled again except his awareness was still somewhat there and there was nobody controlling him. Giving his head a brief rub when Vegeta started talking again he slowly shook his head, trying to make it out like he was just growing bored of talking to Vegeta about this sort of stuff. \"All this damn fighting with the rebels…like I owe them anything! I can fight Saiyans in my own time…and kill them if I wanted to…\" he grumbled, looking away with a slow sway to the side, \"I bet the rebels will take the Beastmen anyway…just so they don't turn into me…\" \n\nHe definitely felt like he should be sitting down by now, at least before he faceplants. Giving a side glance at Vegeta he simply frowned, looking away again. \"As if they would know. Not even I knew what I wanted to do…\" he muttered, sighing heavily, \"That kid doesn't smell like the rest either…smells like a mongrel…\" Not really focusing on what he was saying he looked up when he realised they had finally made it to the dining hall, staring blankly at the tables before blinking and focusing on Vegeta. \"What? My hunger has been…moderate…\" he spoke, sounding more confused about how he actually felt. He didn't know if he was hungry or weak just now, everything seemed to just blend together. He probably should try and stomach something to keep Vegeta off his back, waving his paw before he headed off to a seat. \"Anything that doesn't make me gag, probably keep away from bones too for now…\"\n\nOnce they were finally in the training room Shu bounced around a bit, rubbing his hands together as he waited for Takeshi to get ready. He thought this was a good room what with the mats making playing around feel all the more smoother. Walking on after Takeshi once he was ready he bounced on the spot when Takeshi started talking, watching the stance he moved into as he tilted his head. \"Ooh? Kick my butt? No no, that is silly to think you can do that\", he spoke before suddenly bouncing right at Takeshi without warning, trying to pull to pin him down.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Well I definitely wouldn't eat off of them, that's for sure. Then again I doubt I'd eat off of anyone's feet... They'd be all sweaty and gross...\" Just thinking about it made him cringe, resisting the urge to gag as well. Best to get off that topic before he started feeling nauseous and can't play with Shu. Much as the two of them were looking forward to goofing off Takeshi knew too they were ignoring something important here, and whether it was due to lack of knowledge or discomfort they were dancing around the subject once again. \"Well I guess that's what the training is for yeah? And you've done loads of stuff that's been hard. You learned to fly, you learned to use Ki, this is kinda the same thing, you know? You'll get it buddy, even if it takes a bit.\" \n\nThere was no denying the fact that Viral was worn out from today, the way he spoke in a sluggish manner coupled with his expression said as much. Rather than call him out though Vegeta was giving him a chance to admit it and accept he might need some extra help. Slim chance of it happening, but he wanted to give his brother the opportunity. \"Aside from a common enemy we've little to do with the rebels though. If they wanted a say in what happens to the Beastmen then they would have gotten them themselves,\" Vegeta remarked, \"No, they have no say in what happens after this. So long as the Uuonians themselves welcome these people that's all we need. Their fate is in their own hands, or ours if need be, but not the rebels. And certainly not Korian's.\" \n\nVegeta furrowed his brow at the mongrel comment as he tried to put meaning behind it. Was he saying the child was lowly, or did he smell off somehow? An examination should be able to answer that but he wasn't terribly keen on forcing a young child to go through those sorts of tests. \"Well... There must be some explanation, I'm sure we'll learn about what it is eventually,\" he commented, shrugging as they entered the dining hall. That would come later, for the time being they would focus on getting Viral some food. Viral's confusion as to his own hunger however made Vegeta give him a perplexed look, wondering just how truly out of it he was from today's ordeal. Frowning disconcertingly he stood before the table where his brother sat, placing one hand on top and leaning down, seeming to scrutinize Viral's face. \"Did you... Change while you were down there?\" Vegeta asked suddenly, \"You seem fatigued. Given the sunlight on that planet you shouldn't have been denied power, yet you seem burned out.\"\n\nA nice padded training room should do wonders for their mock-fighting. Even though it was play too Takeshi couldn't help but try and compete with his brother, threatening to beat him even at some silly wrestling match. Smirking when Shu tried to deny him he opened his mouth to shoot something back, instead yelping when Shu threw himself forward abruptly. Being grabbed by the shirt the older boy could do little as he was tripped up and tumbled onto the mat, laughing as the two of them hit the ground and rolled. \"H-Hey, I didn't even say go!\" he shouted, managing to pry Shu's hands off of himself and roll away. \"That's not gonna happen again, you caught me off guard,\" Takeshi said as he turned around, grinning and wagging his rear at his brother, \"Come and get me if you can Shu! Betcha can't!\" he added with a laugh, starting to run in a circle around his sibling.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral had little regard when it came to the enemy, so long as they were out of his way he would be happy enough. They just needed to get out of his way first, then victory would be assured. If they were dead then they would never be able to get back up to attack him once again, it would be punishment for being on the wrong side. Having absolutely zero tolerance for the rebels' actions because of Korian he didn't care what the rebels thought so long as they didn't get in his way or take what was his. He got the Beastmen so they were technically his. Finding a seat not too far from the kitchen area he slowly sat down, sighing lightly as he made a quick glance to Vegeta. \"If they got to the Beastmen first, they would have them killed, most likely…\" he spoke, briefly rubbing his head, \"You better keep that thought process once we get back to the planet with them…\"\n\nViral felt only slightly better now that he was sitting down, but it was definitely a case of his head needing more tending to than a simple change of height. He wanted to get some medicine for this but he didn't want to expose himself as being unwell. He had been unwell for long enough, they didn't need to hear any more of his complaints. Once it went through his system he would be okay, whenever that might be. Just because he was over the whole being mentally controlled part didn't mean his head had recovered quite yet. Trying to get around an explanation about his hunger and what he might want to eat he found that Vegeta had gone quiet, raising his shoulders as he stiffened up. He knew he would blow it at some point, the guy was obviously suspecting something now. Watching Vegeta carefully he frowned when giving a fairly sudden question, narrowing his gaze before turning his head as he leaned on his hand. \"So what if I did…it doesn't matter. I didn't kill anyone! It's hardly an important detail…\" he spoke quickly, shifting his elbow a little further out, \"I did my job, that's all that should matter…\"\n\nShu was pretty excited to get play fighting, so much so that he could hardly wait and immediately went for it. If he gave Takeshi a chance he would probably be unable to take the advantage of a surprise attack. Managing to grab onto Takeshi he rolled around on the ground with him, giggling as Takeshi tried to get him off. Eventually succeeding, Shu squeaked a little as he bounced to his feet, seeing Takeshi taunt him before going on a little run around. \"No say go! Always go! I catch you!\" Quickly running after him he tailed slightly behind him before dropping on all fours, immediately increasing his speed before he made another pounce at Takeshi as he tried to grab him to pull him down again.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"That's the spirit! I won't let you get hurt though, I've got your back buddy,\" Takeshi reminded with a smirk, \"Like I said, stick with me and everything will work out just fine, those things won't know what hit them.\" All of their duo attacks they'd learned from Kai and Choi, all the training, they needed to be together for that. Besides given how meek Shu generally was anyways he wasn't so sure his little brother was up for fighting on his own, all the more reason for them to stick together. \"I bet you're excited to use that staff of yours though, you haven't gotten to yet, you know? It's just been sitting in our room since Uuonoe,\" Takeshi pointed out, \"So first time, and these things are good a practice as anything, right? Smack 'em around all day and you don't have to feel bad.\"\n\nThat... Wasn't quite what Orion had in mind when he'd suggested working together: himself and Eris, Viral and Yumi. It seemed obvious given they were already partners respectively yet if that's what his commanding officer thought was best. Nodding in agreement he set both women down and kept himself between them, one of his ears twitching in annoyance as he could just feel their glares burrowing through him at one another. \"You two have to stop this, it's not the time or the place for such squabbles...\" he muttered to no avail, glancing either which way to see the women still at it. With luck they would hold off on attacking one another until the mission was over, he'd hate to have to be separating the two of them all night.\n\n\"But maybe it's the same...? If every planet's different then... I mean... It's not your fault if you don't get it right away, right? Just like... Like how we can't recognize someone right away if we've never met them.\" It took a while to get used to how everyone's energy felt since joining this group, now he could feel the slightest spark and name it easily enough. Haku didn't really get how planets or plants had energies all their own but he assumed they worked the same way. Hearing Vegeta make a call to them for a direction to head he took to the air when T'charrl did, the spirit surprisingly having no issue clinging onto him. \"Well we have all day, I think time's not a problem!\" Haku joked, smiling slightly as he glanced down at the grass racing below them. He wasn't sure if he wanted to have time to relax or just find the things and get it over with, he wasn't particularly keen on fighting.\n\nThe plateau provided just the vantage point Vegeta had been hoping to find. Nearly two stories up and with ample space for them to stretch out they could see well past the expanse of grass below, off to what looked almost like a more Saharan landscape in the distance. Hard to say whether the monsters were in that direction or not or if they were moving away from the creatures, but he had a theory; there seemed to be no natives on this world save for the animals, the arrival of people would surely alert the beasts. With luck they could find some and track the rift that way, granted that hinged on whether or not they found anything. \"I think it's only fair we put it up to a vote, where we head next. We appear to be in the middle of a massive field, and there are plains further on ahead. The question is then whether we go the way we have been, double back, or try a different route.\"\n\n\"Let's just keep going straight, why bother changing it now?\" Takeshi asked as he sat down on the thin grass with an 'oomph', \"I don't know about heading through a desert or whatever though, it would really suck.\"\n\n\"Well if we start going every which way we're bound to get lost, or walk in circles. I think either keep going the way we are or head back,\" Yumi offered up, looking over the edge and in the direction of the ship. Besides they didn't know what else might be on this world yet, wandering around probably wasn't the safest thing to be doing.\n\nHaku didn't have the slightest idea, he'd hate to make a suggestion and have it backfire. He honestly figured going into the woods might be the best way to find the creatures, if they had to eat that was. More animals in there than the fields probably. \"Uh... I don't care, I guess. Any way is fine by me,\" he muttered with a shrug before looking to T'charrl, \"Maybe... We should head towards trees though? We'll need food eventually...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Takeshi" }, { "text": "Shu stared at Takeshi in confusion, tilting his head before bouncing around. \"No mind feeling hurt! It okay, really!\" He wasn't a coward when it came to pain through battle, it was the pain through prodding and testing that he didn't like. It was the same when he crash landed the first time he tried to fly, he wasn't even upset that happened; however, it was the way Takeshi reacted to it that made him worry about it happening again, certainly not the pain. \"Ah! Could had practiced! But didn't practice…but that because you keep taking me fun places then too tired to do more! Get very tired a lot, also it get dark at funny times on Uunoue…\" He had a variety of excuses but the main one was definitely Takeshi dragging him around everywhere. Takeshi was the same with his sword so he couldn't keep using him as an excuse. When Vegeta called out to them with instructions on where to go next Shu quickly followed after Takeshi, feeling pretty anxious about their next moves.\n\nViral wasn't going to give Yumi an easy time after that nonsense, she was going to have to work with the one she hated if she was going to try and get him for herself, even if Eris was annoying him too. Just the reason why he wanted to be paired with Orion if he had to choose. He wasn't going to turn into some prize to be won. They would both have to learn to work together, plus Yumi could give extra protection when she was familiar with the creatures, even without Ki. Once Vegeta told them where they were going next he immediately bolted, not wanting to have to deal with them any longer. Running right to the edge of the plateau he made a skidding halt, stopping just before the edge as he peered over into the beyond. There was supposed to be creatures out there, surely they weren't in the desert. He could fight in a desert, but most of the group couldn't or wouldn't be able to perform very well. This was annoying, they would probably have to wander around more in search of these things which would waste even more time.\n\nT'charrl didn't know what to think of regarding his ability to sense different powers, especially when he was supposed to show how useful he could be while here. He should be able to sense the creatures if he tried hard enough, but he was potentially letting everyone down by being unable to. \"Uhh…I-I've seen the creatures before, though…so I don't have that excuse….\" Feeling quite unhappy with himself over that he decided to concentrate on heading off to the plateau as well, flying along until he finally came to the edge. Looking out at the land below he very quickly noticed the desert in the distance, frowning deeply as he landed. This was bad, especially if they were probably going to keep moving forward until they found something. Looking downwards for a moment he soon looked to Haku, looking back to the trees at the mention of food. \"Uhhh…food? You think we have to camp eventually?\" he questioned him before looking away, \"It would be a bad idea getting caught with them in the trees. It's fine for me, but none of you can blend in and hide very well. I could try and use my energy to find the monsters, but we don't know if they're already doing what they came here to do somewhere else\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Yusef let out a cheery laugh at his son's expense, smiling as he watched T'charrl become flustered. \"Don't tell me you've never noticed her, T'charrl. You remember Tala don't you? The young girl whose mother is one of your mother's attendants, the girl with the honey hair? She's certainly taken a liking to you!\" Both Yusef and Nema had a laugh at that, each man recalling their own love interests and flings of days long since passed. There was nothing wrong with having a little love in your life and T'charrl could certainly use more people in his life to help cheer him up. Unfortunately they hardly had the time for such things this visit and Tala was in another kingdom entirely, they wouldn't send for her either since it would distract from the reason they were here. \"There are probably other young girls who would love to know you too, don't forget that,\" Yusef continued to tease with a wink, \"After all you're the hero who stopped Garesh, that's what many people call you. It's no surprise you get attention even after so long.\"\n\n\"If you get the power under control then you'll return to your original state. That's how it has always been for our kind,\" Nema answered as he placed a claw atop the large book, \"There are records of people shifting at will, becoming giant, powerful beings and returning to normal when the battle had ended. Where you are now...\" The King had to take a pause as he thought about it, stroking one of his antennae as he studied T'charrl. \"I would say you're somewhere in between. You're strong enough to hold back the energy and not change entirely, but not strong enough to hide it completely. Which is good for us! You already have some command over it even if you don't realize that, we may only have to work a little to reach our goal.\" It wasn't only a matter of helping T'charrl to revert to his original form though, they also needed to help him learn how to shift his power at will. If he was going to keep the spirit as he insisted he would it only made sense to learn to wield it like any other weapon. If he didn't overdo it then it would take care of him in turn too, it was a symbiotic relationship. \"I believe that is all we need to discuss on the matter. Now come, there's plenty of food here and we've hardly touched any, let us eat!\"\n\n----------\n\n\"No, that is not true. Yes you have the power to battle but you have the capability to do almost anything you wish. A Saiyan is not merely a warrior, are we? Or if that were the case you'd not be here right now. Just as I am not simply a fighter neither are you, we are what we deem ourselves to be. Heh... Sorry,\" Aito apologized with a smile as he rubbed his neck, \"Getting a bit philosophical there. But let's talk about Yumi for a moment, hm? You mentioned that she's said before... What has she said before exactly? Now obviously you only have to tell me as much as you're comfortable with but the more the better.\" Not that he didn't know, he'd been present at the reservoir and seen exactly what she thought of Viral firsthand. The fact that such a blatant display though was still missed by Viral was curious, why wasn't he aware of that? Was he pushing the idea of being loved away or was he thinking perhaps she was simply saying that to be nice? \"Also, and I may just be looking too deeply into this, but in Takeshi's case wouldn't that be a compliment? If he seeks to beat you then that means he's acknowledging you're better than he is, which last I checked he doesn't exactly do openly. Perhaps it's not the most... Direct way of doing so, but its a case of someone acknowledging your ability.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "T'charrl didn't understand, he just couldn't remember someone like that ever paying attention to him and if she actually did then he was just feeling like an idiot now. He didn't like ignoring people so knowing he did just made him feel bad, but what was worse was him not knowing this person well enough to know if he actually had any feelings for her in return. Now that would be really crummy, having someone fancy you but you didn't fancy them back. Letting out a groan he scratched at his head. \"I don't know them…so how can I know if I do actually have a little love in my life after all? It's not fair on any one to be rejected…\" he sighed, shaking his head slowly as he frowned. \"I don't see why they would, though! I'm skinny and I flake a lot! I look awful too and I have bad habits…I probably smell bad too. I don't want people to just like me because I did something accidentally that was good but also bad like destroy part of the city…\"\n\nLooking to Nema with a frown he soon sighed heavily, already worried that people were going to point out the fact that he changed once again from what he was now. People always noticed when something was different about someone and this was definitely going to be one of those moments. He was worried he was going to end up scaring people off because he had a different state to this one, meaning if he did gain control over his forms like Nema said then he was going to have to default to this one anyway whenever he was on this planet. He was already feeling really confused over himself, but it would be pretty good to have that level of control without all the pain and feeling like he was going to die all the time. \"I guess that's good but…I don't know. Shifting at will? I'll scare people if I suddenly look normal again after they've finally started to notice me. I'm a little worried…\" He knew that a lot of his worries were probably silly but he still carried them and didn't know what to do with them. It was scary to have all of these problems all the time, being constantly judged by the public. Looking to Nema before shifting to the thought of food he slowly sat up again, tapping his claws together nervously. \"I-I just didn't want to start eating when nobody else was! I didn't want to look impolite! I'm sorry…\"\n\n--\n\nViral didn't know what he was supposed to be if that was the case. All he could do was fight and all he felt was the instinct to fight, he didn't have any place among non-fighters in the universe. Aito was probably just trying to help him calm down about fighting in a rather poorly manner, instead making it sound as if he should drop his obsessions and just accept that he was a flawed creation with no place in the world. Growling lowly he clenched his fist, staring at Aito in fair concentrated anger when he made his attempts to change the subject. \"Well I'm not telling you anything about that! She'll move on like everyone else does! It's none of your business…\" he grunted in response, \"Takeshi only does that because every other time when he tries to pick a fight with me it gets interrupted. He just wants to fight me and beat me as if it's some sort of accomplishment he needs to tick off his list! Everybody has to beat me some time, it's on everybody's list it seems…\" It was a combination of people seeing him as something that needed to be beaten and some sort of weird challenge because of what he was made to do, whatever that was since he was already being told he was only capable of fighting and not actually meant to accomplish anything from it. He wasn't born like the rest of them, he was made to fulfil a job but he was failing at that, like a robot built for a purpose but was flawed and instead needed to be dismantled. Maybe that's what the Saiyans were trying to do to him, so they could use his body as spare parts and once that was all done they could just use the flawed shell to do jobs for them until it was destroyed. It all made sense in the end, otherwise the Saiyans wouldn't be telling him that he was obsolete and was better off destroyed. They had taken all they needed from him, he was no longer of use to anyone who was seen as a warrior. Rubbing his head slowly he let out a sigh, his claws scratching against the top of his head. \"What am I supposed to be if not a warrior? What is the point…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Despite how Viral was treating this, he didn't really like training like this. It offered no improvement to his own abilities or gave him the opportunity to practice, instead it was just him seeing what his opponent could do and just kind of playing the combat dummy. He didn't know what he was supposed to do about that, he was too physically strong for most of these people with how Sasha acted after he hit her proving his point. He was kind of bored with how things were going, but he had to put up with it. Trying to show Sasha how he'd handle her moveset for actual opponents was the most he could do for now, but he didn't exactly see her as the type who would want to pick up on it. People only wanted to practice and not learn anything they didn't want to learn or be told they were wrong in what they were doing, which Sasha was. She was treating him like it was just training so she could show off if she wanted to and not have to cause harm, but he would rather she tried to cause harm to him instead of treating him as someone who just wanted to see what she could do.\n\nDespite her efforts to not insult him by effectively calling him a brute, he glared at her in response to the assumption on his fighting style. He didn't rely on blunt force at all, that was like saying all he did was swing his strength around and hope that something might hit. He was not that type, is that all everyone saw him as? They just saw him as a savage wildly swinging around hoping something would land. What was the point in trying? Growling lowly, he just decided to keep following up and let her have her fun even if he wasn't having any. Making a quick block at his neck he figured it would turn in to a grab, but she had decided to toss him around this time. Being flipped on to the ground he landed with a grunt, feeling already like he wanted to give up on this by the time she decided to push her fingers in to his arm several times. Not making much of an effort to try to move he let out a grunting sigh as she brought a foot down near his head, looking to her when she stopped.\n\nThis was all well and good for her, she was getting practice out of using him to show off; however, he wasn't exactly having the best of times and now his arm hurt. \"…Right. You figure if I use my arms the most, you should disable them\", he spoke, twisting his body slightly before sitting up without using his arms, \"Tch, you think I rely on blunt force? You don't know me well enough to start judging my method of fighting! I just want to get the fight over with as soon as possible without my opponent showing off how much bravado they have…\" Getting to his feet fairly easily without much effort he turned to look at Sasha, giving her a rather sharp look. \"Now, are you about done with showing me your throwing skills and assuming I'm a top-heavy brute? You don't know half the stuff I'm capable of and I don't need my arms to pull them off. How would you deal with knowing that I can blow you out of existence without the use of my arms? Tch, it probably doesn't matter for this, anyway. If that's how you all see me when I fight then there's no reason for me to destroy that illusion if Korian decides it's worth having me dead if I get too aggressive with people. Just fix my arm before I have to myself…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"That wasn't my intent...\" She'd spoken poorly and Viral was upset. 'Blunt force' made him seem brutish; Sasha tried to imply that Viral's method of attack was direct. Taking Viral's arm she carefully pressed down, relieving tension along the limb. \"I'm thinking of how to fight you based on what we've been told. Not as an enemy,\" she clarified quickly, looking up to meet Viral's gaze, \"As an ally, for sparring. The way some of the people describe your and your fighting style... Well, it makes you seem like a top-heavy brute.\" Saying it aloud made her cringe and she shook her head. She'd been an idiot to rely on clearly biased information, but then it was all she'd been given. \n\nSasha pat Viral's arm before letting it go. \"I think we can be finished with our sparring. Sorry I ruined it for you,\" she said, glancing at her brother and smiling, exasperated. \"Besides, Ricken's going to try and show off until he collapses, remind you of anyone?\" Kids wanting to prove themselves as the greatest seemed to pop up everywhere. It was no small wonder her brother and the Prince always knocked heads. By now Vegeta had finished his session, leaving only Ricken and his partner, stubbornly trying to outlast one another.\n\n\"Maybe it's not my place to say this, but... Just keep trying to prove Korian wrong. Once you stop trying you let people label you, and that's that. Nothing you can do will change it.\" Sasha smiled in amusement and glanced at Viral from the corner of her eye. \"On our home world I was considered a bit of a bully. Though I only ever fought kids who were mean to Ricken. They called me all kinds of things and I let them, because if they were afraid of me, they wouldn't mess with him.\" She sighed and shook her head, watching as her brother finally won his match. The way he grinned and loomed over his partner you would think he'd just climbed the tallest mountain on Uuonoe. \"I let it stick because it's what I wanted, and it worked for me. But you clearly don't want that... So just keep proving him wrong. He can say whatever he wants, but it only means anything if you let him be right.\" \n\nSasha returned to join Ricken - a good swat to the back of his head stopped his bickering. Vegeta took that opportunity to return to Viral, shaking his head and rubbing at his shoulder. \"I figured I was out of practice, but hell that was a mess. How did your session with Sasha go?\" Not great from the looks of things. Was it wrong he was secretly glad she'd been paired against Viral instead? He'd lost to the alien, and he was positive Viral was leagues more dangerous than the alien was. Ignoring Leto as he began some triumphant speech on a job well done, Vegeta turned to Viral and smiled faintly. \"Be honest with me: do you even want to train the troops? I feel like you're again being forced into a role you may not want.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "That was all that he was to these people, wasn't it? Just a brute, swinging his arms with no thought or reason put behind his movements as he acted like a barbarian. It didn't matter if she meant it with good intention to his strength, it still made him sound like a thug rather than a proud warrior. It always ticked him off, that way of thinking towards him, especially when his enemies only saw him as such. Just what was he supposed to do to not look like a brute in battle? He didn't have any of those fancy attacks, all they saw was his big paws and immediately thought of clubs for fists. Just what would it be like for when he was supposed to train them? They would all be afraid of him, absolutely. They wouldn't want to be hit by the brute and have their bones crushed, would they? That's all that it meant, in the end; they were nervous around him because he was just a brute.\n\nLooking down at his arm he gave it a rub around his shoulder, sighing under his breath before looking in Ricken's direction. \"You mean all of the recruits? Because that's all that he's doing: acting like a poser, like the rest of them\". People always seemed to get a big head and try to be the big man when they became something that is fighting for a cause or 'rebelling', they always acted big and made sure others knew they were the lesser creature. It was pathetic, none of them could act like a proud warrior, instead acting like a kid who won best in class.\n\nRolling his shoulders he gave them a rub, sighing through the relief before he looked to Sasha. Her trying to find encouragement through her little story certainly made him wonder: just what was she trying to say? Was he also being seen as a bully just because of what he was? He didn't understand her reasoning behind giving this little story. It was understandable that people would see someone else as a bully for beating up others just because things were said, but he had issues with everyone looking at him and seeing him as some sort of wild animal. \"Tch, of course I don't want that. I'm not a brute or an abomination…\"\n\nWatching her head off to her brother he narrowed his gaze before moving to leave, only to be stopped by Vegeta approaching him. Glancing over to him he sighed, looking away as he rubbed his shoulder some more. \"I nearly shattered her arm. I knew I could break her if I tried to train properly, so I was nothing more than a punching bag\", he spoke, not wanting to mention what she told him about Korian or what the others thought of him. He was too proud to be complaining about those things, just so long as he knew those problems existed in the first place. Keeping quiet, he stared at the rebels before looking to Vegeta as he asked a question, frowning momentarily before sighing a growl, looking back at the rebels. \"I don't know what I want anymore. They're all afraid of me, that's all anyone's going to be of me\", he spoke calmly, not showing much emotion, \"To train them in something they all would consider primitive, it would only reinforce their ideas of me. What do I want? I want something yet I have no clue. I don't want to exist for nothing, with no purpose…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral just couldn't pull enough courage together to think of anything that might had been positive, his mind struggling to comprehend anything that he had done could possibly be good. He couldn't understand his purpose in life and everything he apparently had been made for was suddenly done better by everyone else. When they made him, there wasn't such thing as the other kids fighting for the planet while Vegeta was just a little kid; organic warriors were just superior to artificial ones. Feeling pretty fed up, he kept his eyes off Ikura as he spoke, not looking indifferent to what he just told him, \"Tch, please. They were all set on going out to fight the big fight, gaining reinforcements to defeat a great evil until they were so fed up with me that they sent me back here! Yumi was already on the end of her rope with me, so believe what you want\".\n\nViral didn't believe the reassurances he was given, feeling as if he was just trying to be soothed and comforted when he was really the worst fighter out of all of them. It took the Saiyans to try and make him better to try and compete with other warriors, advancing his abilities. Their plans failed; without their control, he was nothing compared to others. Feeling a little defeated, he gave Ikura a quick glance, frowning, \"Hmph, nevermind the fixing thing…\" The thing about this guy was he had no idea if he even knew biochemistry or did anything to his actual makeup; he could had just been in charge of health and making sure he wasn't going to die early in his life. While that was all still important, it wasn't what he needed help with. Looking back to him, he sighed and shifted a little on his chair, \"How should I know? They're the ones who wanted to get help for me\", he spoke, frowning, \"What am I supposed to care about first? What exactly were you in charge of when it came to creating me…because if you can't help with everything else, then just fix my mind and be done with it…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I don't believe they were fed up, Viral. I think they came here because they needed help, that's all. If they were fed up they wouldn't have bothered making the journey back, don't you think?\" That claim seemed counterintuitive, they wouldn't have came to Earth to find the doctor if they had given up on the Beastman. And certainly they wouldn't be waiting outside for a word on his condition too, they were truly vested in his well being. Smiling sadly Ikura shook his head again, folding his hands in his lap. \"She may have become exasperated, but Yumi is not through with you, or angry. It's hard, not being able to help those we care for. It makes us angry, but not with the person suffering, only with ourselves. Understand that no one is blaming you for what's happening, no one thinks you're at fault.\"\n\nViral might have a particular area he wanted to approach first. With PTSD came a plethora of issues after all, and there was no exact order to address them. Well, that wasn't right, depression should be a priority. However there was a want to let the Beastman to feel more in control, as often times the person with this condition might feel powerless or stripped of their own will. Unfortunately Viral wasn't certain of where to begin, or how to get started even. \"Me? What was I in charge of?\" Ikura repeated, raising an eyebrow thoughtfully,\" Well let's see... I helped handle your genetic coding, and I personally oversaw the splicing of your DNA. In addition to that I handled a great deal of your education after your successful inception. Frankly though Aito did most of the work, I just made sure you held together and taught you what you'd need to know, book wise. Aito handled your survival training as well as combat, I'm afraid I'm rather lacking in that degree.\"\n\n\"Viral... I know it'll be painful to do this, but sooner or later we must recount what situation brought you into this state. I can see you're far from inclined to discuss it right now however, so don't worry just yet. I am wont to ask though... Why did you ask about what I did for you? Did you have any questions about that?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral didn't see how they could possibly feel that way, especially when it meant travelling right across the galaxy just for some one on one talks with this man because they couldn't handle him anymore. It wouldn't be a surprise if they all left him on Earth, feeling as if he should retire from the fight. There was little good he could do in fights now with everyone being as skilled as they were, his main problem and advantage being his ability to cause havoc against his will. It was the Saiyans who did it to him, his mind damaged pretty badly from all the torturous experiments they put him through to try and advance his powers as well as steal them; however, it was probably best that he stayed with them rather than being discovered by the King's sons. His mental state would have been forcefully intact and nothing bad would have happened to it.\n\nRubbing his head slowly in an attempt to relieve the stress, he looked up to Ikura with a frown, \"She shouldn't be angry because of that, she shouldn't have to care!\" he spoke quickly, not quite understanding why she would ever have to be worried over his mentality, \"I've seen how they all look at me, like I'm some project…but…I don't need to be pitied…\" This was very difficult, all he was doing was repeating the same words he had told the others many times before they simply got annoyed at him or saddened. Trying to ease the pressure in his head, he looked back to Ikura when he recalled what part of him he worked on, looking down a little in his own thoughts.\n\nSo he did have something to do with his genes, but whether it was something he put in or something the other man from the RRA coded was still a mystery. Maybe that solution could be found first before his crippled mentality, even if they ran out of time with this man to fix his mind. The nightmares, voices and images would have to wait; the physical pain and problems could come first. Leaning forward a little as if afraid people beyond the door might hear him, he gave Ikura a good staring at before deciding to speak, \"Yeah, and they're pretty important considering my future whether you see me as an accomplishment or not\", he spoke lowly, hesitating a few seconds before speaking again, \"…My abilities, whatever the hell you gave me, are not fully under my control anymore. Whatever the hell you gave me in terms of powers are beyond my control and new things are forcing their way out with often disastrous results! That form you gave me…it's no longer under my control and is just getting stronger, I'm able to create metal monstrosities myself and even more recently my powers are manifesting into something new! Those feline genes you put in me seem fairly adamant about dominating over my others, you know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Viral, you're more human than you give yourself credit for. Not to correct you, but the majority of your being is in fact based on human genealogy and cells.\" Now the genetic composition, that was something Ikura was rather familiar with. Viral didn't think he was human, but that couldn't be further from the truth. Smiling the old man held out a finger, folding his other arm across his chest. \"True, you are not a 'pure' human, to put it that way, but you are human. All of your cells, the mixture of the animals that make you, they couldn't be combined on their own. We needed a catalyst, something to bind them all together and make it work. As it happened it turned out that, with some adjustments human cells were actually quite susceptible to altering, and through those we had managed to create you.\" Human DNA was the glue that essentially bound together a Beastman, so in a sense they were in fact humans. More so than even chimpanzees were if you were to look at similar genes. Simply put Beastmen were humans with added features, and indeed every bit as human as a regular one. \"I figured you might like to know where your cells come from as well. Getting a donor had proven to be tricky after a while, because there was no guarantee of success. But we had one woman graciously give us enough to work with, and it resulted in your 'birth', if you will. That woman was June, Vegeta's mother and Aito's husband. For all intents and purposes she's your mother as well, biologically even.\"\n\nIn light of that revelation perhaps Viral would finally understand Vegeta and Yumi's claims that he had family. True, he had not been born in a conventional manner, but he was as genetically close to Vegeta as a regular sibling would be. Frankly they could have probably grown a human in the exact same manner, but that hadn't been their end goal. Digressing a bit Ikura smiled sadly as Viral opened up about his feelings a bit more. \"But that was not your fault. As I said, your forms will override your reasoning when in extreme duress or when a need isn't being sated. In this event you experienced both, and thus carried out the act. But hating yourself for that would be akin to Vegeta changing and performing a deed. In the strictest sense yes, it was you, but it was not consciously carried out by you. I know you as well as anyone, Viral, even after all these years. You were tempered to be a warrior, yes, and to be strong. But you were not made to be heartless or attack like that. It's not in you to do that, you're far too compassionate when in control of yourself.\" The smile widened slightly, the corners of Ikura's eyes wrinkling as he reached out, patting Viral's paw. \"Upon your birth you were like a child, full of wonder and cheer. That is the kind of man you are, believe it or not. And we will regain that, to some extent.\"\n\nAfter all, Viral's childish behavior had something to do with his naivety of the world. Much as they had endowed him upon his creation there was no substituting first hand experience. Being aware of something and knowing how something works were two entirely different concepts. \"You mentioned eating before, yes? You felt ill, though I would imagine it did feel nice too, having some sustenance after so long. While your body can go without nutrition it will have noticeable effects. Part of the reason you lose control of yourself when experiencing hunger is your human part, or to put it in another way, your rationale can't sustain itself before the more primal forms. That's why they assume control, to get the nutrition you've otherwise denied yourself. We'll work on your eating, but I'm positive that when you're back to comfortable habits you'll assume control as well.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "Viral grumbled a little at his conclusion of being mostly human, not finding all that much care for such a statement. They all constantly tried to get him to believe he was pretty human, but everything he did was not the same as those humans he had watched over for all these years. He didn't want to be like a human, he was struggling to find a place to belong and while that was happening he was definitely not finding the humans to be a very welcoming community. Feeling lonely because he didn't have his own kind wasn't a big concern of his; it was just something on the side that bothered him. He didn't really know what he was made of completely or why he happened to be made of those things, but having a human base didn't concern him too much. Feeling little interest with what he was told, he sighed and looked away for a moment, only giving a little glance when June was mentioned.\n\nHe wasn't void of guilt over what he did in the past so being constantly reminded lately that Aito and June were alive at one point, feeling constantly torn by it. It was as if reminding him that he did have someone genetically close to him, but he killed them and now he just has a metaphorical family. Vegeta could keep calling him 'brother', but he's done nothing to earn that title towards Vegeta. It felt as if Vegeta was only calling him that out of guilt for what he did, but he shouldn't feel guilty when it was completely deserved after being delayed all of these years. Lowering his head a little, he sighed lightly and shook his head, \"What if that was what happened when I killed Vegeta's family? Maybe the RRA man simply directed me? What if he's done more to me than you think?\"\n\nHis mind was running with possibilities, every one of them being pretty terrible. Whether he had secrets within him or not, it still worried him, even the possibility that he had a shortened lifespan and could die at any time. Looking down at Ikura's hand, he frowned at the decision to pet him with words that only made him feel depressed, \"Hmph, I'll believe it when I see it…\" he spoke, looking up at him, \"I am definitely not like that, otherwise I wouldn't need to be the adult all the time! Hmph, wonder and cheer…like a child? Maybe because I was one, briefly, and I can't even remember that!\"\n\nFeeling a little vulnerable mentally, he sighed with a feeling of dread with how the man might attack his mind next. He didn't know how he felt about all of this anymore, his emotions were just fluctuating all the time. The thought of eating again didn't please him either, he didn't know what this man was talking about with all of this 'feeling nice' after eating; all he could feel after eating was pain with a fever and he never got ill usually. Groaning, he rubbed his stomach at the thought of it, not feeling too good, \"And what happens if I eat again and I just change again? It wasn't that long after eating either and I just felt awful before that; how is that remedied, exactly? I don't want to feel constantly in pain and then constantly endangering everyone I know! It's not going to happen overnight, you know…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "This was set to be a far more pleasant meeting than their last. The context in which they were meeting was far more cheerful, and both June and Aito were in high spirits. The same, unfortunately, couldn't quite be said for Viral. While there was certainly an improvement he was still upset, that much was evident. They must have found Ikura to help, but it was going to take some time until he was truly better. \"It does matter, and it should have mattered then, we're sorry Viral,\" June said earnestly, offering a sad smile. \"We never thought to throw you one before because... Well I suppose we didn't think you'd want one. You were never big on celebrations, so we would just try to make up for it during the year. Now I really wish we had thrown you parties, maybe it would have helped some...\" Ah, and they couldn't be there to celebrate his first. Then again, they sort of were now, weren't they?\n\n\"We would have wished you a happy birthday, had we thought you'd wanted it,\" Aito admitted, looking at Viral apologetically. \"You never seemed very enthusiastic during Vegeta or Yumi's, so we thought they weren't for you. We tended to do something special when it did come around, but no real party.\" He wasn't going to bring up the fact they had technically missed the Beastman's birthday by almost two weeks, he didn't want to be the killjoy on this one. Smiling kindly he looked at Viral carefully for a moment, nodding his head. \"I guess I kind of didn't help very much last time, did I?\" Chuckling as he rubbed at his head Aito looked at June for a moment before the Beastman again. \"As far as plans went, we hoped you would help raise Vegeta and Yumi, which you did. You did that amazingly from what I've seen, and you taught them to fight as well. Frankly I couldn't be happier with how you turned out Viral. As for the future...\"\n\nWhat could he say that would make Viral happy? Sure, Aito had things in mind, but he didn't want to dictate the Beastman's life. He'd done that for years already, there was no reason to do it any longer. If a small push in the right direction would help however then he could at least offer that. \"Advice for the future... You always loved training them, and watching over them. You were every bit as diligent as we could have hoped, and you were excellent and what you did. So I suppose my advice would be why not do that?\" Safest bet was to stick to something you knew, and Viral knew how to instruct young warriors. Had Aito any idea that Ikura had suggested the very same thing he would push for that much more, but since not he was a little hesitant. \"If you desire to do that, of course. It's a lot of responsibility, training people. Above all else Viral, whatever anyone tells you to do you should only do what makes you happy. Not in a selfish sense, but put yourself before anyone else. You deserve to be happy like everyone else does, and you shouldn't put aside your own wants and needs for others.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral let out a groan, shrugging slightly, \"It's not like it would had mattered; I wouldn't had remembered any of it, anyway\", he sighed, but soon enough he was feeling pretty bummed out about that. He didn't remember these two and they were wishing they did things with him while he would have never remembered any of it for it to matter. Feeling a little uncomfortable, he let out a sigh and shook his head, \"It doesn't matter. You're here right now doing it and that's that, right?\" He didn't want to make them feel bad because of his comments, it was already pretty hard trying to keep the negativity down and he didn't need to continue to bring everyone down around him, \"I'm fine, anyway\".\n\nFeeling pretty bad, he kept his eyes off them for a few moments before giving a quick look back in Vegeta's direction, sharpening his gaze on the pair as he looked back. He needed to get all these bad thoughts off his mind somehow, his balance going right off, \"Vegeta and Yumi had others who knew how birthdays worked, plus I was just the servant. I still barely know what's going on\". He really didn't know how to feel about birthdays or even his own for that matter so they shouldn't had been worrying so much, especially considering they were dead. Finding it a little difficult to get into the right mindset, he rolled his eyes before shaking his head, \"Ehh no big deal. Anybody could had done that. You would have if you were still alive\". It was all because Vegeta had found him in his container and released him, so really it was Vegeta's doing that he was able to do all that. They were giving him way too much credit and he definitely didn't deserve it.\n\nIt was certainly a change that they were here, but the questions he wanted to ask didn't sound as if they were going to be answered by them either. Anticipating their answer, he frowned a little when it turned into complimenting him for whatever reason, folding his arms in response. From the sounds of it, they were all hinting towards teaching others how to fight, but he problem was he didn't like strangers and definitely didn't like humans so it should had been stupid to suggest such things to him. He would have to do some searching himself from the sounds of it, already feeling uneasy about that, \"Great, okay…my own wants\", he spoke lowly, shrugging a little, \"You know what? I'm not some sort of robot who is only good for training people so…with that thought…nothing else comes to mind? You wanted to make life and you did, but why like this? Would it not have been easier to make a human? You must have had a reason and a purpose; you must have an idea, right? Sure, I'm happy to see you, but these questions are important to me\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "There was some sad truth to that, unfortunately. The only way Viral would even have known he had birthday parties before was if they somehow restored his memory. Aito could probably figure out how to achieve that, he had a basic enough understanding of neurology. Between himself, Ikura and the other scientists it should be a small matter to achieve. There was the slight issue of being dead, that certainly complicated things a tad. \"Here in spirit... Pardon the pun,\" Aito remarked, smiling slightly. \"But it's not the same. Had I known you'd wanted one I would have thrown you a party that instant. I feel like our being here like this is very little condolence, and I'm sorry for that Viral.\" They couldn't do anything from where they were. Gifts, playing party games, even just hugging their 'son' was out of the question. The depressing nature of that thought made the Saiyan slouch slightly, rubbing at his face as if tired before sighing. \"Someday... Perhaps...\"\n\nJune, sensing the mood dipping a bit decided to try and pep things up a little. \"You're right Viral, what matters is we're here now,\" she reaffirmed, smiling sweetly as she nodded her head. \"And we wouldn't want to be anywhere else right now other than speaking to you.\" The conversation had reluctantly slipped out of her grasp as the finer details of Viral's being were brought into question. She had a gist of understanding in terms of how he worked, but all of that was solely what Aito had told her. She wasn't a scientist, much more of a fighter than anything. Maybe if she couldn't explain his inner workings however perhaps she could appease to Viral more as a fighter to fighter. Letting the men speak for a moment she looked at the Beastman kindly, clearing her throat to speak.\n\n\"Viral, the reason you were made that way was to fight. You were made to take on any kind of enemy,\" Vegeta interjected, cutting off his mother. \"Since imbuing Ki wasn't a route they wanted to take they did what they could to make up for it, and by that they used multiple creatures.\" Smiling faintly he stepped into view of the screen, looking at his parents for a moment before to the Beastman. \"You've got a total of four forms, three if you only count when you really change. There's that machine, Enki, that you can use. Then you have your aquatic form, your flight form, and your land form. We've seen the aquatic and land form so far, we haven't seen flight. My reason for bringing this up is you're maybe not the most powerful of us right now, but you're the most versatile. And each form gives you power to near match all of ours, or even beat it. So you are still a fighter, you just need to learn to use your forms at will. And if you can do that...\"\n\n\"You'll be fighting with them in no time,\" June finished, smiling. \"Viral, I can't tell you what your purpose was before, and I think you fulfilled it. But we can give you one now, Aito and I, and we know you'll be able to do it.\" Looking up at her husband cheerfully she hugged his arm, resting her head on Aito's shoulder as she pointed at Viral through the screen. \"Train with Vegeta, learn your forms. That's an order from me and your father, understand? And then once you've mastered them help your brother fight and keep Earth safe. And... When you can,\" she paused, winking, \"Wish us back, will you?\"\n\n\"Er... June? I don't know if we should be wished back... It's been so long.\"\n\n\"So? I want to see my boys, and I'm bored here. If we can be brought back then let's be brought back!\" June smiled cheerfully, looking at the screen at Viral. Letting go of Aito she walked closer, leaning over and putting her hands on her hips so she appeared face level with the Beastman. \"And once we do come back I want to see what you can do. I used to be a fighter myself, you know. It's time you get a real opponent,\" she teased, winking again. \"How's that for orders?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral didn't know if he was supposed to feel bad about having nothing done for him previously, especially when he wasn't familiar with any of the concepts and had trouble adjusting to new things. This was definitely something new and he was still having a hard time thinking it through properly, even if he knew there were such things as parties. Shaking his head, he let out a sigh at Aito's comment, finding it hard to follow, \"It's been pretty much forever and within a week's time I've spoken to you both twice now and you're apologising? I don't know if I wanted one and I'm still curious as to whether this is for me, but at most I got some free stuff and food…even if it was a struggle to eat it for a variety of reasons…\"\n\nFeeling a little lost, he hung his head low as he tried to think it all through himself, his eyes going back to June when she spoke up instead. She was certainly trying to pick out all the cards that would make him feel better, but that would probably work a little bit more if he got the answers he was looking for. It was only they who could give him answers since it was their decision to create him so they knew what they were wanting to create and why they wanted to. He needed the correct answers before he went ahead and did the wrong thing out of frustration and he was very capable of that; Vegeta had seen plenty of that.\n\nStaring at her, it sounded as if she was finally going to be giving it straight to him before Vegeta decided to interject instead, looking to him quickly with a low growl. That was quite the annoyance he had to go through right there and it didn't help that he had the ability to tell him these things without needing to bring his creators into it. Huffing, he looked down at himself before slowly scratching his chest in thought, finding it awfully strange how Vegeta knew all of this and he was never told. With one form still hidden from him, he would have to find ways to use it; however, all of his forms were unstable even when properly used. He had to be near death to use them and to try drowning on purpose probably wouldn't reveal anything to him either. The only way to learn how to use those forms was to force himself into life or death battles. Growling, he slowly shook his head before looking down at his paw, flexing his fingers slowly, \"'At will'…you realise what you're suggesting, right?\" He could barely control them after the Saiyans tampered with him, they had grown stronger since and a lot more unstable. He was certainly worried, but soon June decided to speak up again, his attention turning to her.\n\nFeeling confused, Viral looked between her and Aito before frowning, having a hard time following her at first. Giving him a purpose now seemed awfully convenient, but it sounded like a hard order to fill as well. To master his forms he would need a lot more strength and power himself, but how he was supposed to obtain those powers had him at a road block. Looking to Vegeta briefly, he groaned before nodding at June only to be met with more confusion at her last request. That kind of request wasn't something the Dragonballs could fulfil, seeing as how they had a one year limit and it had been many years now. Staring at her with concern, he sharpened his gaze before huffing, blushing slightly, \"How do you know if that is possible?? The rules of the Dragonballs…it has been too long since you both died. The dragon here can only move spirits around the Otherworld and not to the living world…how am I supposed to fulfil this order when it's impossible?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral was awfully stressed out while going through all of this, feeling as if he couldn't find himself anymore as everything was just beginning to build up from here. There was too much to listen to regarding his health that had gone wrong and for how long these problems had been happening startled him greatly. He didn't want to show it but he was not wanting to be here anymore and just plain wanted to leave and give up on this because it all sounded too complicated for him. All he knew was his body was breaking down and he was probably going to go mad and become a monster for good as he lost his mind and control over his powers. It was a surprise that he hadn't manifested extra arms by now, but that was probably the last step of madness he would go under. It was painful and scary to have to go through all this, but he was determined not to show it when he could only struggle to keep himself together and not end up devolving any further.\n\nThis might had been fairly routine for Aito but when he was the patient he couldn't help but feel nervous and fidgety, his worry that he might not get treated in time being the main cause. All this talking might had been good for Aito but it was doing nothing for him, especially with the seat not being very comfy for him to try and relax. He was trying but it really wasn't working very well and all he was feeling was pain and discomfort, making him feel rather angry. It was hard to keep it together for this session and all he could think about was going somewhere else or finding some medicine.\n\nAll this talk about his genes wasn't helping him at all and all he wished was to move onto something else, at least something that might help him. There was all sorts of possibilities they could explore and if Aito knew what was wrong then why wasn't he already trying to fix it for him instead of talking to him pointlessly. He was damaged and had been for a long time, he understood that, but having to talk about it made him feel anxious and simply wanting to get away. He didn't know how much of his mind could be restored or how he might react to it when everything suddenly came back to him, how much of him would disappear and how much might return. Aito being so calm about it didn't help him at all.\n\n\"Easy to treat…and I have to suffer through it. I don't see how calling it easy to treat helps…\" he mumbled, feeling uncomfortable having to listen to all of this. He didn't know what he was going to do to him or how he might accomplish it, knowing it was going to probably be painful and tiring but hopefully not as much as it already pained him to remain in this condition. Slowly rubbing his head to try and ease the pain and tiredness he looked back to Aito upon the questioning of his feelings towards the medical room, feeling embarrassed that he would have to talk about it when he already hated talking about his feelings. \"I just…can't handle being there. The smell of it just reminds me of those damn labs. Incase you missed it, I can't control my memories and what might pop into my head at the time! I don't like being reminded of the worst of times…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Saying it's easy to treat means just that, Viral. I was worried we would have to undergo several long trials of treatment, perhaps even put you into an induced coma at some point, but I'm pleased to say we won't have to do any of that,\" Aito explained, smiling happily, \"For the most part these treatments should take about half an hour to an hour, one time a day for... I'd venture a guess of four to six weeks. Results won't begin to show until the end of the first week, but then that's still very quick. Only seven days until you begin to see differences for the better, surely that's nice to hear, hm?\" When the initial assessment had given him months and it now came down to just weeks that was a massive improvement, even Viral must be able to appreciate that much. Now that he had a plan of attack planned out in his mind, Aito figured they could go ahead and begin working together in earnest.\n\n\"The smell, hm...? So is it the smell of medicine, or just a sterile room in general?\" Aito asked, looking across at Viral curiously, \"I know you don't like talking about it, but we need to work our way to getting back to the lab, it's the best place for this kind of work to be done. If it's the smell that triggers it though... Perhaps some candles? Some kind of fragrance to mask the smell, that may work. Then again...?\" Hm, what if there was another alternative? Getting up from his chair abruptly, Aito began to look around the room, pacing a bit and examining the furniture. With seemingly no rhyme or reason he pushed away the coffee table, then a few of the chairs and finally his own chair to the side, opening up the sitting area in the library quite a bit. \"Yes... Alternatively I could have the equipment I need be brought here, and we could avoid the laboratory initially. That way we can begin treatments right away without having to condition you to feel secure in the room, and we can work on both your hormonal imbalance as well as that simultaneously. Kill two birds with one stone, as it were. Would you be more comfortable if we worked in here? Or even another room for that matter?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral was a little more than anxious as Aito continued to talk about his treatment, shifting on his seat to try and distract himself from the thought of it. He didn't know what was going to happen to him during the treatment or how he was going to come out of it, feeling as though his fate wasn't going to be completely up to chance and how he might react to the treatment. \"Nice to hear…and what exactly is going to happen to me? You've yet to tell me\", he spoke before sighing, \"What is going to happen to me after this whole thing too? I don't know if I'll ever be the same person of if I'll change completely and that concerns me\". Everything about him had been because of what happened after he was frozen, but if he was to believe Aito then he would regain the memories he had before and would be able to remember everything that happened to him. He would probably change completely or lose who he is.\n\nEverything was making Viral feel unwilling to go through with the treatment when everything could change for him. He had become used to certain aspects, even the pain he was going through he had gotten used to it. He didn't know how he might adjust even if it was going to be back to his normal form, but his problem was he had been living like this for a very long time with his mentality completely destroyed already. To finally get it back to normal was stressful for him but Aito and Yumi would probably never understand why he would possibly feel that way.\n\nStaring at Aito as he tried to suss out what his problem was with the room he frowned at his conclusions, letting out a groan as he tried to come up with some ways to substitute it. \"And you don't think experiences might help make it incredibly painful to be there? Just smell? Hmph…\" He didn't think candles would help when it was not only the smell but the feeling of being in the room. Finding it to be rather awkward to talk about he soon had to watch Aito start moving everything around him, shifting the chairs and moving the table to create a rather large area. Feeling rather embarrassed he looked away from him, giving his head a rub. \"Isn't this place just completely unsuitable for any sort of comfort…?\" he sighed before giving his arms a scratch, \"Whatabout my room? I never use it, anyway…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral wasn't feeling too convinced, even if it was coming from Aito. He just didn't trust the man as much as he probably did before, however much that was previously. The man was not showing as much heart as he could probably show concerning him which made him feel like he was an issue just waiting to be sorted, but maybe that was just him thinking that and him having a hard time seeing through all the previous hate he had for people. He didn't really know what the problem was but he knew it was going to be a problem working with the man he barely knew anyway, whether he trusted him before or not. He didn't know if he was telling him the truth about his personality, even if he was the expert. \"How do I know if you're telling the truth? How can I trust you? These are all the questions I wish I could answer myself, but I just-…how would you know if you've never done this before? I don't understand how you can have such confidence in this treatment…\"\n\nThis was all too stressful, especially when it was his health that was at risk. He knew he was going to get treated but now talking about it just made him incredibly nervous and he was willingly showing it through anger. He didn't want to have to have all these worries and the way Aito was talking was making him feel very worried for his own well-being when he had no clue how he was supposed to be treated in the first place. The guy wasn't exactly giving him many clues other than needing a large area to work in. Letting out a groan he slowly rubbed at his face, not exactly happy that he wasn't going to give him any treatment for his mental problems quite yet when those were the most painful for him to experience. He wanted to be able to eat and sleep, to not have to worry about what might give him a painful memory and not have to have panic attacks and aggression stemming from that. He hated it but there was nothing he could do about it, it seems, not when his genes were damaged. \"I don't know what relaxes me anymore. I've not been relaxed for over a year! Why don't you try and figure it out if you know me so well…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I suppose there's no reason to say you can trust me. The only thing you've got to go off of is the memory of me, and even that seems to be gone now. So then... If we've no basis to form a trusting relationship how can you possibly trust me?\" Aito asked, smiling slightly as he spoke, \"Vegeta had no issue whatsoever in leaving you in my care, despite his working so hard with you. Yumi would have left us alone too had she not come along at June's request, so Yumi trusts me as well. Everyone that knew me trusts me, and even the rest of your friends do as well. If you cannot form trust based on me personally then trust what those around you do. If they give alarm then stop putting your faith in me, but until then you've just as little reason not to trust me.\" After they began getting some headway into the treatment and Viral saw results then the trust was bound to begin budding, this much he knew. As they were still on the first steps however it would be a while until they reached that point, and Aito knew that it wasn't going to be an easy road getting there either.\n\n\"Do you think in all my years practicing this that I've never used these methods before? Not even once? I've tried them before, with other patients and they're proven to work. That aside I know everything about you, or at least how you were created. If something is wrong I can figure that out, and once I sort that small bit it's no issue in fixing it again. After all this time I still know the majority of your coding, of what genes we used, of the process we went through. I know everything I need to about the old you, and I'm learning everything about the current you. If I combine past knowledge with the new information then I can use the same treatments for your case. Long answer short is I've done this before, so rest assured you're in good hands.\" When he had said he had never done this before it was true, partly. Aito had never done this treatment with Viral before, but there had been other cases; people with hormonal imbalances, anxiety disorders, he had treated a number of problems in his time. Of course a good number of them came with the help of Ikura's help, but in regards to Viral he was the best suited to handle things.\n\nAito figured he was being transparent enough, yet Viral still found cause to be anxious. If there was any uncertainty or anything vague about what was to come he only needed to ask, it was as simple as that. He was more than willing to answer any questions or share any of the information he had gathered, but that couldn't be done if questions weren't asked. \"What relaxes you... Well... I would figure being out in some natural light would help you quite a lot. Artificial light and enclosed spaces will naturally bother you, for more reason than one. So perhaps... Hm...\" Could they somehow get some natural light inside the ship? Probably not, as harnessing light in space wouldn't be an easy matter whatsoever. They needed to go to a planet then, let Viral get out into the open air and hopefully then relax. \"Tell you what... Let's work together on this. Whatever you think will help you relax right now, do it. I'll make suggestions while you're doing whatever it is you decide. I would rather you decide what feels best for you than tell you what to do.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral couldn't think of a good reason to grant Aito his trust and as he spoke he couldn't help but feel as if he was being told he was stupid for not trusting him. He didn't know if he was actually being mocked or if he was just being paranoid about it, but either way he was not happy with how he spoke to him. \"That's them, not me! I'm the patient here! My opinion matters!\" he snapped at him before letting out a growl as he sat back again, trying to cross his legs but giving up in frustration when he couldn't get his leg over his knee properly, folding his arms in an angry huff. June was someone else he didn't know whether to trust, mainly because he hadn't seen her much if at all properly. There was very little reason to trust them at a time like this and all it managed to do was make him feel insecure about his position. \"You won't tell me what you're going to do to me so how can I trust that?\"\n\nEven with Aito trying to give him his reassurances that he had tried all these things before he still couldn't find the desire to feel comfortable with the treatments. Maybe he was being paranoid beyond everything, unreasonably so, but he still felt it was right to question if he could trust him and his methods. \"Other patients…but I'm not like other patients! I don't know if you even practiced on me in the past…I don't even know how many years you had me for before I killed you, nevermind what you did with me…\" He was worried that things would go wrong and knew he should have faith in Aito, but he couldn't find it.\n\nViral couldn't find a way to settle himself with all of this going on, finding it hard to accept the help even though he was desperately needing some. It was the same as getting opened up in his mind, getting forced to change to suit someone else; however, this change was supposed to be for the better. He shouldn't be thinking like this but he was unable to put this feeling aside and trust the man. With no idea to how he was supposed to feel he was completely stressed, not even finding it possible to relax. Not really finding Aito's suggestions particularly helpful he sighed, holding his arms together as he looked away. Feeling at the point of giving up thinking about it his ear twitched at the command to do something he finds relaxing before he raised his paws to his ears, his face going red before he let out a growl. \"I said I don't know! Actually listen to me, maybe??\" he snapped before rolling to face the side of the couch, folding his arms over the edge and resting his head as best as he could.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Nor am I saying your opinion doesn't matter Viral, that's not it at all,\" Aito pointed out calmly, \"All I'm saying is that everyone else trusts me, so all I'm asking is that you take their opinions into consideration. Do you trust their judgement? If you do then you can trust me.\" Until they began working he was skeptical that anything he said could make Viral trust him, that was just how the Beastman operated. Given all of the trauma and hardships he had endured it was only expected he be wary, and it would be no small effort to take down the shield he had built up for himself. \"You want to know exactly what I'll be doing to you then, is that it? All you had to do was ask for the specifics,\" Aito said with a smile, \"To fix the hormonal issue I will be giving you medicine with the required hormones, and over the course of a week or two we'll administer the drug to regulate the imbalance. If it works as I suspect, which it will, your body will no longer have these erratic changes, and furthermore your moods will be more consistent. As for the degrading of your memory, some supplements with plenty of vitamins will be provided to help build up any brain tissue damaged, and I'll also be going through some therapy with you to help handle some of the more unsettling memories. In all you'll be taking two pills and have maybe an hour long session every day, or every other day. Not so daunting now is it?\"\n\nEverything that Aito was proposing was tried and true, having been used both by himself as well as other doctors numerous times. Again it all came back to the not knowing issue, and having a lack of trust between Viral and himself. \"We were together for two years before that happened, and I never really had to treat anything back then. And I know your situation is different from other patients; anatomy, experiences, medical history, all of these are essentially as stark as day and night in contrast to those I've worked with before. That being said your base is still human, with some extra abilities added on. In layman's terms that means that most conventional practices will work just as well for you as anyone else, regardless of the differences.\" And if he ended up being wrong, which he sincerely doubted, there was already another two sets of plans he could set in motion to try and tackle the issue. Come Hell or high water Aito would fix these issues, he was too damn determined not to.\n\n\"I am listening to you, all I'm asking is you try something. You know you better than anyone else, myself included. I can't say what you're thinking at any given moment, only make conjectures based on what I see.\" That was one big problem with depression, it made even the most menial tasks daunting and at times almost punishing. If Viral was incapable of finding any relaxation even in the most basic of things then they had a slightly bigger problem on their hands; Yumi was here to help, but using her to calm Viral seemed almost like a cop out as it didn't really solve anything. Viral would have to deal with his issues, not cover them up. Looking at the Beastman thoughtfully for a second Aito rose up from his chair and walked to the couch, smiling as he reached down and began to scratch the spot just between Viral's ears. If he was a large feline then surely he'd enjoy this, right? An unorthodox approach to be sure, but anything was worth trying.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral really couldn't place his trust in someone who was going to give no information on how these treatments he was apparently going to undergo would work or whether they would have a massive success rate in the first place, his biggest worry being placed on the possibility he may end up being cut open anyway. He didn't want to be cut open or lose his mind so everything was making him nervous. It didn't matter what this man said, what mattered was if what he said was the truth and if he could trust his health in his care. Groaning at his further attempt to earn his trust he just wasn't convinced, keeping his eyes off him even when he started telling him if his treatment plans. With his tail swinging in annoyance as he spoke, not liking the sound of all the medicines he was going to have to go under to stop these changes. \"And whatabout my damaged genes? Vegeta said my genes are gradually disintegrating…and better yet, what's going to happen to me regarding the medicine? I'm well aware of side effects, you know…\"\n\nViral didn't know a lot about himself when for most of his life he was just looking after Vegeta and Yumi until Yumi left and Vegeta decided he was independent enough without him. He didn't know how old he was and felt dwarfed compared to everyone else in terms of life experiences. He had been told it only took a few weeks for him to go from child-sized to a fully grown adult so he didn't have any of the childhood experiences either. He couldn't imagine himself as a child or what they could've done with him in that short experience, but then again he didn't know what they made him for in the first place. Everything about him was a mystery but he didn't think he had the chance to ask about something like that right now. He had bigger concerns and finding out the secret to his past just now didn't make him feel confident he would remember it later when he had to be constantly reminded what his own name was just now. \"That doesn't make me confident, especially since technically that means you've only known me for two years! You already said you never watched over me when you were dead, so what would you know…\"\n\nFeeling it was best to ignore Aito at this point he turned away with embarrassment and gave him no attention. It was stupid asking someone like him to find something relaxing when it was already impossible to even begin to imagine what that might be. He hadn't found anything relaxing in a long time and being tense all the time made him feel pretty annoyed and angry he couldn't do such a thing. Huffing as he lay over the edge of the couch he only felt the need to keep to himself for now, his frustrations that he didn't know what might calm him making him moody. Growling lowly to himself over the embarrassment he didn't take notice of Aito until he was right over him, immediately looking up but instead of finding the ability to get up he was stopped as his ear was assaulted by the man. \"W-What are you doing??\" he gasped, his paw trying to reach back to him but was rather pathetically held back as if by a solid force, not really getting anywhere apart from weak swipes, \"Y-You're playing a dangerous game here! Y-You…filthy human…!\" Slowly his resistance was broken, his movement dwindling until it was near nothing. Groaning through a purr he found no way to fight against Aito but he was very embarrassed, already hating how easy it was for them to take advantage of his animal instincts during his illness.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"And how could you possibly know that? You are not a scientist, you've said so yourself!\" Aito shot back, his jaw taught as he tried to reel back his anger, realizing just how out of control his Ki was becoming. \"Your work is all based off of Viral, of of my own work! If anyone is qualified to handle this it's me!\" He was not going to be lectured by some pigheaded grunt that he had no business here. The entirety of the Beastman project originated from his own creation, he likely still had a far greater understanding of it than any of their scientists did. Yet Krom refused to yield, as though somehow these people were better off at the mercy of scientists dabbling with matters they knew nothing about. Between the anger directed towards Krom and the project itself Aito's Ki had spiked, and with a heavy gust his Ki shot through the roof, his hair turning almost platinum blond as his energy visibly swirled about him. \"So why step away then? Seems you've been intimidated,\" the doctor commented, glaring at the Elite as his energy swirled erratically, \"Final chance Krom, I am tired of repeating myself. Tell me where the project is being conducted!\" Slamming his right foot off the ground Aito shot forward, throwing a straight punch propelled by his own energy. \n\nTakeshi was trying to think of something for him and Shu to do, but boy was it tough thinking with all that was going on. Just beyond the thin walls of this house two Saiyans seemed poised to go at it, with Aito's Ki reaching shocking heights. Krom's was no laughing matter either, though comparatively it seemed like the doctor had a decent edge on him. If a fight was going to break out between them then deciding on what game to play would be the very least of their worries. \"Uh yeah... They're definitely having something outside,\" Takeshi said with a halfhearted laugh, rubbing at his neck then as he looked towards the windows. If it was anyone else he'd think it was just some playful show, but this was Krom they were talking about, a guy who everyone was convinced was some bad guy. If Aito was getting this riled up then obviously something was wrong, and things could take a very bad turn quite quickly. \"Hey Shu, uh... How about we check out some music?\" he asked as he tried to get his brother distracted again, pulling him close with an arm around his shoulder, \"You like music buddy? I bet they have some good stuff here.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Krom wasn't too sure as to how he might handle this kind of energy, nor did he have particular faith in himself. This guy was very obviously a Super Saiyan and while he had seen it before having it in front of him threatening his existence was way too much for him to put up with. This guy just did not know how to control himself, he wasn't even trying to be civil from the start though so maybe he never planned on treating him like another being from the start. He was already showing resistance to his demands so surely he knew violence wasn't going to work. \"You just want to destroy it! You have no interest in preserving the project or care for what good it will do!\" Krom didn't know what else to do, he was out of options and all he could do now was keep up his defences and hope he could take it. Raising his arms as the energy coming from Aito rose he could only glare at him when it was evident that Aito was not willing to be the better man. The most he could do was keep his own power up and hope for the best, throwing up his defences immediately as Aito came straight for him.\n\nViral didn't know what was happening but as Aito's energy level's continued to rise he couldn't help but draw his eyes to Krom. Something about himself and Krom refusing to talk about it could only mean it was what he thought it was. He didn't want Aito to get involved in this, but as Aito continued to push his energy up and Krom looking ready to defend himself it could only mean Krom was going to end up paying for his silence. Slowly moving around to the side of the argument Viral kept his eyes on Aito but soon had to dig his heels into the ground and raise his arms to keep on his feet as Aito transformed into a Super Saiyan. Viral didn't know what to make of it but what he was sure of was Aito was completely in the wrong and Krom was in trouble. He was suddenly furious at Aito. To show off that power to intimidate the Right Hand was hardly any better than what Yamate does with his own, only Aito was actually threatening Krom with serious physical injury. Glaring at Aito, the moment he saw his foot move he wasted no time with running in as fast as possible. It was as if it all happened in slow motion and as Aito threw his punch Viral threw himself at Krom, forcing the man out of the way as he threw his arm up. His own energy could only create a shield against Aito's attack for only a split second before it was completely broken through. From the sheer force alone Viral was sent flying back, his claws only managing to stop him from going flying off into the distance as he came to a screeching halt.\n\nShu didn't understand what he was supposed to do concerning being trapped in a house while Aito did his thing, especially when a lot of energy seemed to be getting used outside. He did hope T'charrl was okay with that all too, seeing how the guy was often affected by energies like that. It would probably be inappropriate for him to ask how T'charrl was while Takeshi was wanting to do something with him, plus the others were there if they noticed anything wrong with his friend. Giving Takeshi a smile he made a quick glance to the window before back again, shrugging. It was definitely best to not worry about what was happening and for all they knew they were just showing how high they could raise their power. Looking back to the window again he squeaked when Takeshi spoke once more, mentioning music before he pulled him close. \"Ooh! Music? What music? What that? Can we check it out?\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"We'd find a way to make this work, whether its keeping them among themselves or easing them into society at large. Anything is better for their well-being than being isolated and kept under scrutiny like some curiosity.\" Viral was a Beastman and maybe he wasn't the easiest person when it came to interacting in public spaces, but he'd proven he could do so. There was no reason to think these people, both those modified like Yumi and others wholly made from scratch couldn't learn to do well. Even if they were simple soldiers as Krom suggested that shouldn't take away from their basic rights to live as they pleased, not on call to battle at the drop of a hat and nothing more. Soldiers had lives too, even Viral had things outside of combat. Hearing Krom's concern struck a skeptical chord in Aito, having a difficult time seeing a man responsible for so much trouble having such a desire. \"If that's your priority then we can fight the monsters, we know how to kill them and we'll exterminate any and all we come across,\" the doctor said firmly, \"If we agree to help cull these beasts then you have to agree to let us give these people some semblance of freedom, its only right.\"\n\n\"And the war is technically on hold, right? So that means the rebels can start helping too!\" Yumi suggested hopefully as she stepped in, \"Between us, the rebels and the Saiyans there's no reason for the Beastmen to have to fight all the time, or for anymore to be made. We can let them learn how to get used to society again and be comfortable, and then we can let them decide what they want to do.\" There were plenty of people who could help with this too, anyone from their group would do just fine, albeit to varying degrees. If they wanted just enough to get on though then she could even help with it, she was far from high class but then she doubted any of the Beastmen cared about that. And there was someone else who could help her with that as well. \"I'm kind of a Beastman now, so it just fits that I do what I can to help these people. And Viral can help too! No one knows what it's like better than he does,\" Yumi added, looking to Krom expectantly, \"Neither of us are going to hurt them or do anything bad, and we're the best choices you have for helping these people. Why not let Viral and I do it?\"\n\nMusic for therapy was a novel idea yet not greatly supported by research, but it could just do the trick for Shu. His mood was undeniably better today than it had been in ages and giving him music to sway his emotions one way or another could prove invaluable. \"Well yes... Any of the senses can be lost if not careful, it happens very often actually, especially with old age,\" Vegeta explained plainly, not taking into consideration how it might unnerve Shu to hear such a thing. Meeting Takeshi's angry gaze then he cleared his throat, putting on a small smile as he added, \"But for someone your age its very rare, and as long as you take care of yourself you won't have to worry about a thing.\" Definitely didn't want to end up giving the kid even more things to be worried about. Music could actually do wonders for Shu and once they got back to the ship, whenever they did, he would look into outfitting their room with a sound system. Shouldn't be terribly hard, there may even be something here on Uuonoe that would serve the same purpose. \"Well I'll set up a music system in your room on the ship, and you'll be able to select whatever music you want,\" Vegeta said, \"Well... Given whatever we can get from these people.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Krom didn't feel he was being given much room to move around in with all of these words being thrown in his face, his main concern being whether he could find a way around this by not being directly involved in the discovery of the Beastman's facilities and what could possibly be going on over there. Everything in this whole design was being played against him and he was going to receive no benefit out of any of this whatsoever. He was going to end up as a prisoner no matter what he did, whether their prisoner or Yamate's for betraying him beyond what he had said he would do. Hearing Aito try to compromise he narrowed his eyes at the offer, frowning deeply before looking over to Yumi when she decided to butt in again. They were dead set on giving these Beastmen freedom, but that was a lot of creatures to control and probably not all of them were going to be huge fans of taking orders from someone else they were not familiar with, even if it was the offer of freedom.\n\nGroaning lightly he looked away before ending on a sigh, looking back at Yumi at her mention of being a Beastman. The problem with her was she was forced to be one in the first place so having her go along with the whole freedom aspect didn't sit in his mind very well since it would always be the default choice with her. He didn't know what Viral would think of this since the Beastman had wandered off so having Yumi speak for him only sprung doubt into his mind that he would go along with it too. \"I have no doubt the Commander would have any intention other than to send them into battle. He craves it as much as a pure blooded Saiyan does. You can see it in his eyes…or rather, what you can see of them\", he spoke, waving his hand over half of his face before folding his arms again, \"But I guess I have no choice in the matter. I either get tortured and eventually spill my guts about the project's location or I give the coordinates and get it all over with. Either way, I'm going to remain locked up and under critical watch indefinitely so there's no plus in it for me\".\n\nShu stared at Vegeta curiously, hanging onto whatever he said but frowned at the thought that his hearing was most likely going to go. With old age being mentioned Shu raised his shoulders, looking a little worried until Vegeta tried to raise his mood again, trying to make it out as if it was something that would never happen otherwise to someone like him. \"Oooh, I don't want to not be able to hear…then I'll never hear the bad guys\", he spoke, raising his hands to his ears. While he was a little worried about his future now the thought that maybe music might help him in some way was definitely encouraging, giving Vegeta a smile when he was given a plan of action. \"Ooh! I would like that! I don't know what kind of music I would like because I don't know what music there is other than that music. Music to make me sleepy is good music for me all the time\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Don't look at it that way. It's an opportunity to learn, and as I said, knowledge is power,\" Aito retorted, smiling despite the obvious annoyance from Viral. \"And it's not a race, the lake isn't going anywhere. I'd prefer having both of you along anyways. It's been much too long since we spent an afternoon together.\" And granted this wasn't quite what he'd call a leisurely afternoon it would still be time spent together. There was more to this venture than a simple water test too, or there was the potential for it. Funnily enough Viral seemed to pick up on that much. Glancing at his son through the rearview mirror Aito let out a chuckle, unable to hide it from them it seems.\n\n\"Something which a Saiyan is powerless against, perhaps. Or at least something that's a challenge for us,\" the doctor responded cryptically, reaching into the center console and pulling out a document. Well, to say it was a document might be a little much, it was more a frayed notebook, held together haphazardly by stables along the spine. \"The water samples brought to me before had some kind of contamination in them, something which I thought was sludge at first. It quickly became apparent however that this 'sludge' was somewhat sentient, similar to single cell organisms. When I introduced some food into the sample the cells attacked it voraciously, and began to form together after the fact. It's only a theory since I terminated the experiment, but they seem to be some kind of creature, or pieces of one. And I'm going to venture a guess and say that creature is here, in this lake.\" \n\n\"But why do you need us then? And what's so bad about this... Whatever it is, that you can't fight it?\" Yumi asked in confusion, looking to Aito for answers. Wait a second, something that Saiyans had trouble killing. There were creatures like that it just so happened now that she thought about it, creatures they've not seen in a little while now. But why here? And why on Uuonoe?\n\n\"There's those gears turning, that's exactly why you two are coming along. I'm concerned whatever this creature is, its similar to the monsters that have been appearing across the universe as of late,\" Aito continued, \"They're quite obviously vulnerable to the forms of energy Beastmen wield, so naturally you and Yumi are perfect fits, should there be combat. Ideally I'll simply have to go in, introduce chemicals into the filtration systems and the reservoir will clear itself out. Considering what I came across however I doubt it will be so easy. So while I work on cleaning the water, you two may have to fend off whatever beasts come about.\"\n\nSo that was it then? Some of those things might be on Uuonoe and they would have to fight them? It was more exciting than simply coming around to test water yet Yumi couldn't say she was terribly thrilled to hear such a thing. \"Well if that's the deal then Viral and I will kill every last one of them,\" she said confidently with a nod, looking back and giving her friend a smile, \"They won't know what hit them when we show up. I might not be a real Beastman, but I know how to fight those things. You won't have any problems Aito.\"\n\nFantastic, that's what he liked to hear. Aito doubted there would be too much trouble yet one could never be too careful, the enemy was still largely an unknown here. Around a bend in the road up ahead was the reservoir, or to be more precise the damn leading to it. The filtration systems were just outside the damn, that's where he'd be working. Yumi and Viral would be guarding him while he worked, a job which had a potential to be quite dull if nothing came of this. Pulling the vehicle up to the side of the road he fetched a container out from beneath his seat, stepping out of the vehicle and waiting for the others to do the same. \"Of course... If either of you want to handle the tests, I'll gladly fight in your place,\" Aito mentioned with a smirk, \"Much as it needs to be done, even I find this work dull. I'd far prefer bashing around some monsters.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Aito" }, { "text": "Viral let out a groan, shifting his head to the side when Aito just went off trying to make it out like it was some sort of field trip. He saw no benefit in this, he would've been better trying to train his body up, nevermind having to go out during the day to some lake. If this was supposed to be some sort of outing then he was going to be pretty annoyed. He was behind with everything and if he was going to be held up all the time by various things then he would never be able to fight true enemies. He didn't want to have to get lucky all the time, he wanted to win a real battle with an equal opponent. This was just a waste of time in his eyes, seeing how Aito was perfectly capable of protecting himself from whatever dangers were out in the wilderness.\n\nLetting out a groan he turned to the window again, folding his arms. He didn't think too hard about what he said, Aito was rarely ever straight to the point with things and to be so cryptic simply meant he was just trying to act smart. Something about water and contamination, if that was the case then it just needed to be purified. It may not had been something a Saiyan could do, but that was only because Saiyans were rarely brainy and could only handle the thought of fighting most of the time. Staring out the window as Aito continued to talk he frowned and glanced to Yumi when she spoke up about it, simply giving his head a quick scratch before he folded his arms. He was really starting to wonder where Aito was getting this kind of information about his energy and what not, finding it all too farfetched that he learned it on New Namek.\n\n\"Oh yeah, sure…I'd love to watch your ass while you play around with chemicals…\" he muttered, looking to Aito, \"Soooo…what, is this what you made me for and all that 'protecting Earth' was just a cover for that fact? Maybe some day you'll actually tell me what those things are because you obviously know more than anyone else does. Besides, you haven't been alive during any of the attacks…\" He was rather bitter about the whole issue, especially when Aito and June had been ignoring his existence throughout his years on Earth. The whole thing with 'the dead watch over you' was supposed to be something that would get him through the days, but all he felt was bitterness and anger from being alone for so many years and not understanding what happened and why he was being ignored. Vegeta had grown up fine, even if he distanced himself quickly once the staff decided he was better off being cared for by Humans.\n\nOnce they had finally stopped he made a glance out the window before slowly standing up and getting out of the vehicle, sighing once he was finally out. He didn't much like travelling in a vehicle that had no weapons, it made him feel rather edgy despite Aito and Yumi being perfectly capable of firing off attacks. Just because they could didn't mean he would feel better, especially when he had very little to defend himself with. When Aito spoke of his distaste for testing the water he let out a low growl, turning to face him as he threw a paw up. \"Fine! I'll do the tests while you fight! Since you're so eager\", he snapped at him, \"Yumi needs the practice, anyway! It's not like I can fly over the water, anyway…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral was trying hard to release himself from the consuming tar-like substance but he couldn't get a grip on it. He tried his hardest but he could barely move his arms under the weight. He couldn't breathe but that was hardly a problem for him; however, the toxins were certainly getting to him when they were right in his face. His natural instincts were being kicked into high gear, all of them telling him to get out or face death so concentrating on a plan was out of his understanding. Panicking and using way too much energy than he should he soon found himself being pulled out of the mass by the creature itself, barely managing to get a breath in before he was suddenly thrown through the air. Still panicking he flailed his limbs, the world spun around him but the sight of Yumi remaining focused. Reaching out to her he found that she wasn't fast enough as the dam wall soon passed him and very quickly he was heading down towards the shallow depths below. There was no way to stop this, he couldn't fly like the others and Aito wasn't coming to save him so he was as good as doomed. Trying to do his best to brace for impact he landed in the water with a hard smack, sinking straight to the bottom with a solid thump against the shallow lake bed.\n\nThe creature watched as Yumi ultimately failed to catch her friend, watching as she instead watched as he fell to what would be certain death for any other creature. How horrible that must be, to watch your friend suffer. Hissing a laugh as it watched her stare down at her friend's possible demise it watched as she instead turned around, looking like she was trying to threaten it. Staring at her as she came speeding towards it in an odd fashion it let out a hiss, moving immediately to attack her but when the soundwave hit it instead shook and became unable to move before it was once again slashed at. The goop was torn away at the longer it remained unable to move, its hisses soon turning into growls as it decided to instead drop into a liquid state and go underground. \"You annoying little creature! You should never had come!!\" Immediately it started to throw itself up in spikes at Yumi on the spot, its form solid as to try and pierce Yumi.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Was Viral dead? Was he okay? Whatever his condition was that creature had tried to hurt him, it had tried to kill him. Yumi felt unusually livid at that revelation and turned back to the creature with a burning fury unlike herself, eyes fixated on the monster. It even seemed smug at what it had done, she'd tear it to shreds for that. Shouting at the creature she created a concussive wave, the scream near inaudible yet quite high frequency, causing the water to part as it collided with the beast. In the blink of an eye Yumi had taken off from where she was, water rising up in her wake as she slashed at the monster, cutting away pieces of it in the process. Sliding along the ground she lowered herself on all fours, her upper lip curling back as she snarled furiously. Feeling the ground beneath her shift she darted to one side to avoid a spike that surged up, dashing again and again to dodge them. All while evading the attacks she dove in further and further after the creature, getting close enough to let out another howl before charging in, trying to pounce on top of it and maul it.\n\nWell this was slightly unexpected. Up until now Yumi's change hadn't yielded anything of significance, save for some heightened senses. Aito was almost beginning to believe she'd not gained anything out of the experiment and perhaps she truly was still her old self. Yet the child he remembered never went on a blind fury like this, and she certainly didn't have the ability to part water with her voice. It was highly unusual and worrisome, was she unstable as well? Trying to push himself up the doctor found his arms shaking beneath his weight, only able to drag himself. The purification, he could see to that now! At the very least he'd stem the creature's spread here and let Yumi handle the situation. With luck Viral was okay from that fall, he should be hardy enough to survive without much damage. Pulling himself with some exertion Aito began moving across the ground, trying to get back to the machine to finish his part.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral had landed pretty hard in the water, sinking like a rock from the impact and left floating just on the lake bed. The impact had caused him to lose consciousness as he slowly floated just above the rocks and sand as his body weighed heavily on his front. If he hadn't been at near full power on impact he would had been at near death. He couldn't do anything to slow himself down and hitting the water at such a height and speed that it practically shattered him. Floating in the stillness of the water as his blood seeped from his mouth and nose into the flow he was left in the sound of underwater silence as the battle continued such a great distance from him. Despite being forced out of the battle his body still tried to bring him out of it, his instincts trying to control him. He was part shark, the water was still his natural environment and yet here he was barely able to function after a great fall. The poison that had made it into his body debilitated him, making him feel even worse for wear and harming his senses greatly. As his body floated gently in the water and despite his unconscious state his subconscious was burning with the desire to survive and kill that creature for toying with him in his own environment.\n\nThe creature didn't know what was up with this girl but she was really starting to disrupt everything. There was an increasing need to get rid of her, especially with the Saiyan now loose. He had destroyed his bonds and was just going to try and continue his work on the pipes. Even if the Saiyan did manage to filter the water it didn't matter, there was always the option of destroying the dam and wipe out their water source completely. Those despicable creatures were going to suffer whatever way once these creatures had been dealt with. Trying to pierce Yumi with multiple spikes it hissed angrily as she continued to dodge them, throwing them at a much more rapid pace before getting ready to throw them all at once; however, when she howled again it stopped and dropped as liquid when she pounced at it. Getting to the point of pretty angry it hissed as it formed a limb partially before throwing it at her, trying to come out of the stunning effect. \"I am not a pushover! You think bouncing around will help you??\"\n\nViral had very little possibility of snapping out of it himself, his mind struggling to come out of the state that it was in. He may not had been beyond repair but all these environmental problems was starting to affect him greatly. His own energy was going mad with the desire to get out of the water, he needed to kill the source of the pollution but he was injured and mentally impaired. As his subconscious struggled with his natural instincts something snapped inside and his energy levels suddenly shot up, his drive to survive and destroy peaking. As he continued to float at the bottom of the lake he suddenly started twitching before slowly pulling his fists and knees to his chest, his energy shooting out in electric sparks through the water before his eyes opened wide. The whites of his eyes turned a deep red as they widened into an angry yet pained glare, his paws reaching up to his face as he gargled underwater, trying to breathe it in as he struggled to cope with the onset of an unfamiliar transformation. This wasn't like his ultimate form or feline form, but the other side of him awakening as a large dorsal fin sprouted from his back as he grew larger and fins began sprouting from his arms.\n\nThe creature in the meantime was fed up with Yumi spoiling its task with her aggressive nature, instead only wanting to complete the task and move on. Trying to lash out at her it began to move in pieces as it was drawn towards Aito again, seeming to try and throw off Yumi by moving more erratically than normal. If she was to follow it there would be spikes once again as it made a stop, knowing she would probably try and get ahead of it before it could get to Aito. She didn't seem as smart as she was before, all she was doing now was acting like that energy-less creature that continued to punch it around.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Crap, why was Viral after her? Things had been going so well too and now this was happening! Yumi had never seen this form of Viral's before either and had no idea how he'd changed, only knowing it was bad news that he had. He didn't even recognize her and now they were fighting, with the enemy literally under their feet. Having to evade a series of attacks on her friend's behalf she used him as a launch to jump over his gaping maw, refusing per usual to strike him despite being attacked. Trying to break through to him with words she gasped when he swiped at her again, darting in closer to eliminate his further reach and jumping up through his arms, again using him as a spring as she leapt away. This time however she used her Ki to keep airborne, growling in annoyance at the pains in her body from the gashes she'd suffered. \"Viral, we have to kill that thing! We have to protect the people!\"\n\nWas killing it really the best option to take here? It was a threat and no one would argue that, leaving it as it was posed a great threat. Yet it was the first sentient monster they had encountered, the first which could speak and apparently had independent thoughts. If they could somehow contain this thing, question it to learn more of what they were fighting... \"Yumi! Do not kill it! We need this creature alive!\" Aito shouted, pulling himself again to his feet as he used the fence for support. Viral posed the greatest threat to that plan, his carelessness in this form could spell trouble for everyone if it wasn't brought under control. They had no medicines to soothe him however, and he was much too weak in this state to try and subdue him. It would fall to Yumi then, she'd have to find a way to coax him into relaxing. \"You must help Viral, we can't be fighting like this!\"\n\n\"I know that, it's easier said than done!\" Yumi shouted back, sighing as she looked down at her friend and the beast below. Much easier said than done, Viral was after her now and she couldn't do much to stop that. Could she... Could she trick him into attacking the creature? Aito didn't want it dead, but if they could beat it still then she could focus on Viral, maybe wear him down until he changed back. It was risky and could backfire though if he struck it too hard, maybe she shouldn't do that. The alternative? Calm her friend down first, somehow, and then try it again. Swallowing nervously she looked at Viral's furious visage before vanishing, reappearing behind him and smiling meekly as she put her arms around his neck, loosely, and embraced him in perhaps childish hopes a gentle gesture would calm him. \"I'm right here Viral... Everything's okay...\" she whispered, resting her forehead on the back of his, \"Help me beat this thing, we need you.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral was pretty much having the worst time possible with Yumi being so floaty, she could see exactly where he was and his instincts were telling him it would be no use going after her underground to ambush her. Frustrating her pretty quickly he tried to go after her once again, trying to make a grab for her but found that she had gone over him again. Hissing in anger he turned around, but she wasn't there. Looking around for any signs he didn't understand what happened to her, hissing lowly before hearing something from right behind, his upper back feeling strangely numbed by some strange force. The fins on the side of his head twitched, turning out to be his ears as he listened out for what that was and where it was coming from. Turning his head he couldn't quite see where she was, snarling in frustration as he tried to reach back but couldn't get his arms over his head. Snarling and hissing in frustration he stumbled around, swiping his tail as if it'd help to get her off.\n\nThe creature had already found frustration in being crushed so many times, now they were talking about capturing it rather than killing it. While it certainly didn't want to die it didn't want to be captured either, that would be the worst outcome. They would only wish to torture it and tear it apart for information, prolonging its suffering until they had no longer a need for it. That was even worse than death as far as it was concerned, it meant there would never be relief from a painful life full of suffering. The options were limited and from the looks of it that girl couldn't control her friend. Taking that as a suitable opportunity to get out of here it slowly pushed itself off the ground, holding its shaking claws to its chest as it tried to use its regenerating abilities to recover enough health so it could gain the energy needed to go underground again.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Getting this close to Viral was a massive risk, yet Yumi didn't know what more to do. Surely he would recognize her if she did this right? After setting herself on him she waited with baited breath for a reaction, puzzled by his initial lack of one as he stood there. Watching him glance back in her direction she dared to hope for some recognition on his part, hope which was dashed when he tried grabbing at her out of anger. Lowering her head to avoid being grabbed she gasped when he began stumbling about, seeing the tail come dangerously close to swatting her in the back. He was too unruly to keep here, she had to move him away where he wouldn't hurt anyone else. Releasing her grip on him she flew off of him and landed before him, trying to bait him into chasing her. Putting a hand on the wound at her side she wiped some blood onto her palm, holding it out towards him and smirking. \"This is what you want right? Come get it!\" Hopefully Aito caught on to her plan, she couldn't risk keeping Viral here where he might hurt the doctor. Turning she ran back down towards the water, figuring he'd give chase.\n\nWhat in the world was Yumi doing hugging Viral like that? They had to calm him down sure but he wasn't so sure hugging him was the best idea. Given his weary state he couldn't do much more than shout ideas, being forced to watch as she tried to contend with his son alone. After a moment of worry seeing her in danger Yumi appeared to get another idea, separating herself and running off, leaving him alone with the creature. Ah, so that was her game then was it? Leave him to contend with the beaten and weary beast while she went off to handle Viral. Smiling as she ran off and led Viral away he got his footing and moved down from his spot, trudging towards the creature slowly. \"I may be exhausted, but you're in worse shape than even I am...\" Aito pointed out, smiling as he came over. With little care as to how he accomplished his task the doctor simply sat down on the creature's back, finding restraining it far easier in this more humanoid form. \"Until they get back how's about we sit here and chat?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral was trying to get a hold of Yumi but try as he might she was just too close to him. She was right in his personal space, even if she was light. The smell of blood coming from behind him was the result of her being there too, the only thing going through his mind right now was the desire to get to that and make a grab for her. Snarling and hissing as he practically danced around to try and get a hold of her he was alerted when she decided to get off him, spinning around at first before realising she had landed right in front of where he was going to head in the first place. Hissing at her he soon took note of her hand as she touched the wound he had been following before holding her hand out to him, his eyes on the blood immediately. That was definitely what he wanted from her, his eyes fixated on it as he slowly crept forward only to end up running as she did. He was slow in this form, his sheer mass and form making him appear awfully sluggish on land; however, he knew better than to run like she was. When she had enough distance from him he soon took a dive and broke through the ground, 'swimming' after her as his dorsal fin and tip of his tail sliced through the solid ground. He was a lot faster now and with that speed he took a dive momentarily before suddenly leaping out at her, trying to pounce her.\n\nThe creature knew it had to get out of this position or it would never stand a chance of getting back into the fray. Trying to gather its energy again it hissed when Yumi and Viral headed off, seeing it as its opportunity to get underground again. This was its only chance while those two were distracted. Trying to concentrate its time into healing itself it gasped when the sound of Aito was right nearby, turning to look at him. \"Get away from me…!\" it hissed before gasping when Aito decided it was best to sit on it instead, the weight of Aito pressing it rather painfully into the ground on top of all its other injuries. Hissing in pain it clawed at the ground, looking back at Aito in anger. \"Why do you desire to humiliate me…? Why not just finish me off?? Isn't that what you came to do in the first place…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral didn't have any hesitation regarding the possibility of harming himself by chomping so deeply into the trees, his only concern was to get what he wanted and move on. Yumi was somewhere but her scent was so scattered and every other smell in the place was tainting his senses. Looking down and sniffing around he followed on after the scent, leaping whenever it was close by and subsequently chomping down on the tree that Yumi had smeared her blood on. It didn't matter that it wasn't actually Yumi, he was just chasing the smell of her blood. Snarling when it wasn't what he was wanting he looked around again, sniffing at the ground on all fours before jumping at another tree and tearing at it with his teeth. None of these were his targets, but the spread of the scent was confusing him too much and making him feel disorientated. Shaking his head in frustration he soon decided to take to the ground, sniffing around and following the tracks left by Yumi. He wasn't completely aware with where he was going, but the longer he continued with this the faster he was losing interest, eventually standing up a little straighter and shaking his head. Letting out a groaning hiss he soon just carried on through the forest, scratching at his chest absentmindedly as he tried searching for whatever it was that had his mind distracted in the first place.\n\nThe creature hissed, trying to get its claws underneath itself. \"I am just doing my job…what I exist for! It's not my fault that your kind are part of that…\" It was quite stuck underneath Aito, it didn't have the strength nor stamina to get him off or use its attacks. Maybe if it was patient it might regain some energy, but with the injuries being located where Aito was sitting there probably wasn't much that could be done. Groaning as it could do nothing more but hope Aito might slip up it hissed in annoyance when he was so content at poking and prodding it, looking back at him in annoyance. \"Dissect me? You'll find nothing left of me if you kill me! Just because I am different from you does not mean I should be treated in such a grotesque way!\" it spoke angrily, shaking its head, \"I value my life higher than those 'rabid animals' as you call them but that does not mean I want to be kept alive just to be cut open and tortured! I'd sooner kill myself than allow you to do that to me!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "It was difficult to say if her plan was working seeing as Yumi had no clue where Viral was. From the sounds of it he was still very much searching, ravaging nearby trees that were smeared with her blood. Quite a mess this had become, at the very least though this was keeping him from harming anyone. After a brief period of silence she began to become a little concerned whether Viral was even here or not, getting up from her post and looking around the area for signs of him. Just off in the distance she spotted his tail behind trees, following his hulking figure as he moved along. He didn't seem quite as manic as before, maybe now she could try approaching him? Then again he may just go crazy again if he saw her, he'd just stopped rampaging because he couldn't find her. Biting her lip uncertainly Yumi jumped across to another tree, ultimately deciding she had to at least try. Moving lithely she sprang from branch to branch until she was just a few dozen meters away, smiling nervously as she knocked against the trunk to get Viral's attention. \"Viral...? You going to be okay now...?\"\n\n\"Hm... I suppose not. I can't fault you for doing what you were born to do...\" Aito mused aloud, humming idly to himself. Curious, was this the very same problem Viral was having? Funny that it would take such an abhorrent beast to make him consider it, but perhaps this was why Viral was so angry. His purpose was technically to kill, though to kill creatures like this, not humans or Saiyans, or anything in between. Poking at the creature's head with a stick the doctor relented when it complained, throwing the stick aside while ignoring its glare. \"I'll be nice about it, sheesh. You're acting as though I'm some mad scientist...\" Aito said defensively, frowning as the creature began to argue its own existence. Sentience could be such a hassle sometimes, killing it would be easier if it weren't able to speak like this. Frowning when it mentioned torture he reached down and grabbed the back of its head, pushing it into the grass and looking out at the water. \"I can dissect you without torturing you or even killing you, I'm not that crude. Let's move on though, I'm curious now...\" he mumbled, looking back down as his eyes seemed to show some kind of grim excitement, \"Who sent you were? Or who gave you your order? You have a purpose, yes? Where did it come from? I'm averted to killing, but I can be a klutz sometimes. I'd hate to accidentally hurt you...\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral had completely forgotten about Yumi since she had left his sights and now he was back to wandering around lazily trying to find what he had come here for in the first place. This wasn't his kind of environment, he couldn't sniff out water apart from the moisture all around him. Sniffing around as he wandered he grumbled and scratched at the ground, not finding it to be too inviting with the number of roots he could detect. While he could tear through rock easily the problem came with wood. It was not an element that could be easily shifted, he would have to chomp through it all as he went. Growling and hissing as he wandered in search for something to chew on he stopped and looked up and about when he heard a noise followed by some echo through the trees. Slowly wandering over to it he crouched down, looking to see if there was anything out there that was actually making the noise. When he couldn't find anything Viral let out a low hiss, looking around before simply walking off again with a hunch, slapping low branches as he went.\n\nThe creature was feeling very uneasy and a little stressed out, finding the man to be too unpredictable now that it had been left alone with him. There was always going to be that threat of extermination in this position and with the way this guy was playing around it felt like it was simply waiting for death. \"You are mad if this is how you treat your opponents!\" Feeling particularly angry now he was quickly assaulted once again as he was forced into looking at the water he was in charge of taking care of. Growling in annoyance it tried to shift its head before it looked up at Aito, narrowing its gaze. \"You won't find anything of interest inside me, so what's the point on looking…\" it hissed in annoyance before sighing, speaking in a lower tone. [i]\"You say that like it actually matters to you. It's not like you'll ever see them. I was sent by my superior through telepathic means. None of those that are of higher rank than I will be seen in this dimension, so you don't have to worry about that. If you're going to kill me, might as well get it over with. Even if you spare me I will probably be destroyed for failing such a simple task…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "There was little reason to see Humans as a threat unless there were reports of them suddenly joining the struggle for dominance, but right now Yumi was the only one it had heard of and regarding the chances of ever finding another it was of no concern. It was the Saiyans who were breeding with the Humans, the Humans weren't actively seeking out the Saiyans to breed with. While that was one way of seeing it the other way was to make sure the hybrids were exterminated, but if Aito was going to get his way with how things were going then it shouldn't need to worry about that anymore. It didn't actually know what it should be worrying about, technically. There was no other purpose it had other than using its abilities to poison and kill. Hissing lowly at Aito's words it looked away to the lake again, disliking how everything was up to chance regarding its treatment. \"So long as I don't become a test subject, I don't care for punishment. This humiliation has been bad enough so I doubt it could be even worse than this…\" it spoke lowly before sighing, \"Hmm…unfortunate that he possesses a transformation ability? How curious, it's usually a benefit to be able to transform, I'm sure you as a Saiyan should know the logic in that…\"\n\nViral knew where he was and what could be found in this lake, it was all part of his natural instincts to want to be in this kind of environment searching for what could be found in here. Other than the ground the water was his element and he was exceptionally good at swimming because of his own anatomy and natural instincts. Swimming through the water he acted like a complete predator, his need for food being his primary goal. His energy was constantly depleting and the only way he felt he could keep it from disappearing completely was by eating, just so he didn't feel like he was going to die. Hunting around the lake was proving easy, everything was hiding at the bottom because the toxins had been closer to the surface. Even the largest creatures in the lake were no match for him, but all this hunting and movement was really irritating his physical state. He was already previously injured and had changed at his lowest point so trying to keep above that state after all that fighting was proving difficult. After a lot of easy fishy meals Viral was soon resurfacing, looking less angry as he carried a fat fish creature in his jaws as he slowly lumbered over to Yumi, staring at her as he hissed lowly before dropping the fish down in front of her. Staring down at her for a moment he soon turned around slowly and started lumbering his way along the shoreline, looking like he was contemplating going back into the lake or go underground instead in his tiredness.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I don't know, I'd take humiliation over being executed any day. But that may just be me,\" Aito mused with a thoughtful look, tapping his chin in thought, \"Hm... Yes, I certainly prefer humiliation. I've tried death before, it's a bit painful and then just boring. I'll trip on my own feet over that.\" He supposed there were painless ways to go as well, not that he was going to start thinking about that. Nothing screamed positivity like contemplating one's own demise and the ways one might go. \"You say that as though transformation is the key to power, or that it's a necessary ability. Many people cannot initially control themselves however, some never do. You're right, it's usually a benefit, but not always. Sometimes it is just as much a curse than anything.\" For Shu and Viral their transformations might well be a curse, being unable to rein in their own power and keep it under control. That could change of course with plenty of practice and hard work, and for everyone's benefit those two would need to master their own power. With Viral's final form finally showing itself today they now had all but that handled, and Shu still remained questionable. \"Ho boy... Sure is going to be a lot of work,\" Aito grumbled, rubbing at his head with a sigh.\n\nYumi remained seated on the beach for what felt like an hour, slightly paranoid Viral might resurface elsewhere and leave her here. Chasing after him in that state was far from what she was wanting and it was extremely dangerous, there was no telling how the rebels might handle him. Drawing circles idly in the sand she stopped when the smell of fish assaulted her nose, wrinkling it in confusion and looking towards the water as Viral resurfaced. Well there he was then, and with what she could only assume was his meal. Watching him curiously she scooted back when he dropped the fish before her, getting up confused as he started to walk away rather than eat. Had he brought it for her? Glancing at the fish she saw it was more or less dead already, leaving it be for the moment as she hurried after her friend, bent on keeping an eye on him. \"Viral, wait up!\" Yumi called after him, staying back just a little for safety, \"Do you feel any better now that you're fed? Can you understand me?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The creature hissed lowly, disliking how Aito was contemplating over death in such a way. Death was always going to be the worst thing over a temporary humiliation, there was no need to contemplate over it. \"Nothing wants to die on instinct! Humiliation only lasts for a short time before it dies out. Why would you even want to contemplate the thought that death would be comparable to humiliation…\" That was quite a silly thing to think about, of course death wasn't going to be the option when choosing between the two. Getting a little annoyed at how idiotic Aito appeared to be it tried to not think about it, instead wanting to know about the reasoning behind why Aito saw Viral's transformation as not a great benefit. \"Hmm a curse. How unfortunate. That must be an awful existence, knowing you might destroy your allies because of something you can naturally do. I'm surprised you have the patience to just sit on me while he has disappeared with the girl like that…\"\n\nViral was a little distracted after all that, feeling like he could get nothing more from the lake unless he went back in again and did all that hunting once again. There was so much he could do whether it was keep moving and find somewhere else to go or go back in the water and make himself a home there; however, those desires were being hindered and held back by something else. There was other places he should be and some other elements missing that he was supposed to have at this moment. He felt confused and cloud and despite wanting to eat Yumi, he gave her food that he had picked up instead of trying to attack her in a vulnerable moment. With his eyes staring onwards he grunted when Yumi called out, slowly turning around to stare at her he hissed under his breath before groaning as he rubbed his head. He didn't really know what was going on, he didn't even know if he was understanding her. Slowly rolling his head in his palm he soon withdrew it, staring at his claws before turning around again, continuing his walk to somewhere as his mind could barely focus.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Viral was steaming in more ways than one. Not only was he absolutely angry, but his body was steaming in a manner that showed healing and where he had healed previously. His body was able to endure all those blasts but the pain it had caused him wasn't seen on his rather maddened fierce looking face. His form was always causing him great pain, he was not used to changing into it and it often only happened when he was in grave danger. He was being driven mad by everything around him with concentration being barely focused on remembering what his mission was. It was everywhere and everything that was influencing his mentality and at this moment he was only seeing the ruins, the Elites and the blood that had been spilt. He only had a few thoughts going on in his mind and all of them were focused on pain, destruction and death. Giving the Elite one last chance to try and kill him it wasn't long before he attacked again, leaping through the air to gut the Elite but had that interrupted as he was instead blasted to the side, rolling a bit before he managed to catch the ground.\n\nIt was that other Elite, it seemed, the one who had become the centre of his anger not too long ago. 'A monstrosity, a menace' was what he was to them all and he recognised that, he knew that he was the largest threat to everyone here. Hissing lowly, he slowly moved to get up again before he was bombarded by Ki blasts, the hits causing him to stumble momentarily. They were coming in hard and fast, blowing up against his body in rapid succession as the power behind them tore up his body. He was still healing through it, but once again the more he was blasted at in certain areas the more his body was taking longer to heal and leaving gaping wounds. He wasn't moving from his spot, his feet managing to keep a grip of the ground which crumbled at the force of the blasts as well. He was still standing, it felt as if nothing could kill him even as they continued to try. As he slowly but surely faced his body forward he focused on the Saiyan's point of origin, hissing lowly before he started laughing. \"You can't kill me…nobody can kill me! The Otherworld has no place for an abomination like me! But…you and your Empire will have no problem fitting in…you hairless monkey!!\" Even with the blasts he pulled his head back, opened his jaws wide as his mouth filled with energy before he whipped it down again and fired a large sunbeam which tore the light out of the area, powerful enough to tear through the city ruins as if they were nothing even if he got his target.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Then you'll go to hell where a monster like you belongs!\" Sustained fire would prevent counterattacks even with his regeneration, even if right now he was grossly more powerful. If the King were here then even this monstrous form would be useless yet he wasn't and thus they would have to make due. Firing off an array of attacks the Saiyan did everything in his power to keep Viral at bay. In his exhausted, wounded state however his output of Ki was far from what it could be and the attacks though plentiful were largely ineffective. Seeing the massive build up of solar energy the Saiyan cursed and used what little remained of his Ki to fly from his spot, barely avoiding being vaporized along with an entire block of the city as Viral let his energy run wild. Falling out of the air as sustaining flight was proving difficult the Saiyan bounced along the pavement and groaned out in pain, fighting through it as he rolled onto his back and pushed himself into a sitting position. From here he was further off and could still see Viral, and he was able to see his partner moving in for an attack as well. Figuring Viral would not bother trying to evade his blasts again he charged up energy and threw it at Viral's front. \n\nWhile the Saiyan was busy running as a distraction he could now get in closer without fear of being attacked. Using the Ki attacks as cover the Elite jumped up behind Viral and swung his body around, applying Ki to his leg as before and delivering a hard kick to the side of his head. It moved Viral if only barely and with a curse the Elite dropped to the ground, shouting as Ki was focused to his arms and he instead began a flurry of punches into his side, hoping to cause some damage. Even after that surge however there was no apparent damage done much to his horror, Viral was standing tall and as imposing as ever. Staring in shock at the Beastman he hastily backed away to avoid a potential counterattack, spreading his arms out at his sides and firing off quills from his body in an attempt to hit vital spots, or joints, anything that might hinder Virals movements even slightly.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Viral didn't give the city barely a thought when he fired that sun beam, his primary goal being to kill the Saiyan. When the smoke cleared from his face and the light returned to normal he hissed a laugh, his eyes searching for the Saiyan briefly before setting his sights on him. He looked like he had lost his humanity completely, barely looking like a shell of his former self of the proud warrior he once was. Watching as the Saiyan fell out of the air he sniggered, walking towards him. \"What? Is your precious Ki failing you??\" he taunted as he approached, snickering all the way until he was kicked in the head. Snarling, he stepped to the side and gave his head a shake, looking around for the Elite until he was attacked once more. The kick to the head may had been unable to cause him to topple but it still did the damage, however it also made him angrier.\n\nWith a sharp turn Viral faced the Elite with a driving purpose to kill him renewed. He was done toying with them, now he was ready to kill the puny alien. Moving to turn completely he was instead punched rapidly in the side, snarling in response as he turned still and immediately swiped at him, but the Elite had bounced back in response. This tiny creature was getting really annoying now, he just wanted him dead. Moving to march towards him he stopped when he was hit by many quills that bore in-between his scales, becoming lodged in his abdomen and forearms. Snarling, he began to approach the Elite again, not even touching the quills. \"Your King couldn't kill me…what makes you think you can??\" he snarled as he threw his claws down at the Elite, immediately swinging his foot around after, \"Every night I feel the excruciating pain! Their mocking laughter in my head…their machines tearing my body apart…and you think your King is fair?? You'll die in the name of your King!!\" Rearing back once more he took the chance to charge up another sun beam, eventually firing one once more with the intended target being the Elite with the city being not even a concern.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"No throwing Shu? Well alright then. I won't throw you around anymore.\" Made it a little harder to ring out Shu which meant she may actually have to try and put him into a submission. Yet grabbing him earlier had caused him to freak out too hadn't it? The only thing that seemed even remotely feasible then was to hit him until he quit, hardly an enticing idea considering how little she wanted to harm Shu. There may be little other way though and she had said she wouldn't hold back and she'd meant it. Going purely on the offensive she resorted to quick kicks, striking Shu's side before lifting her leg and delivering an axe kick which knocked him down and incidentally slammed his head against the ring. Cringing when she saw the impact she nearly tried to help him help but instead stepped back when Shu was quick to rise regardless, eyes wide in surprise as he launched himself at her then. Unsure of what he was going to do Sasha raised her hands and attempted to swat the boy away, gasping when he simply drilled his head right into her gut and pushed her back. Her feet slid along the tiles and she dug desperately to try and find footing, grabbing hold of Shu and trying to push him away. By the time she'd managed to get any semblance of a grasp she felt her feet leave the arena, eyes wide as she looked down and promptly landed on her behind on the grass. Staring up at the arena she saw Shu sitting there alone now, just narrowly avoiding falling out himself.\n\n\"You... You beat me...\" Just like that too? No big move, no serious attack, he'd simply tackled her and forced her out of the ring. Blinking once she seemed stunned before a smile crossed her face and she laughed, the crowd around them erupting in cheers for Shu. \"Looks like you're moving on Shu! That's the end of the tournament for me!\" Getting to her feet and dusting herself off Sasha stepped to the edge of the ring, smiling proudly as she reached out and offered a fist for Shu to return. \"Congratulations Shu, looks like you're getting into the finals! I guess I couldn't beat you,\" she said with a laugh, pressing her fist against his and winking, \"Remember what we talked about, just keep having fun with it okay?\"\n\n\"Yes... Well my \"perspective\" is that the Princes are all but useless to anyone as they are now. Both to us and the King, and themselves.\" Neither could truly control their powers even now and Shu was still a mess, liable to go off and transform at the drop of a pin. It wasn't even a matter of having them fight for the rebellion anymore so much as it was a safety concern, both boys and perhaps even their friends were all a risk if they ended up going wild. Viral, Shu, Yumi, Takeshi, they all had some record of going a bit wild and the others probably did too if he cared enough to look. \"Agreeing to let that damn doctor handle them doesn't seem like the right choice still. I don't care what 'expertise' he says he has, he's too soft on them. You know as well as I do that coddling gets us nowhere,\" Korian muttered, frowning as he watched Sasha lose the match. A tournament like this was perfectly suited for someone who didn't have the guts for actual combat. You could fight effectively and still not take lives, that was a kind of control that very few of their race had. \"We'll have to start mobilizing people to protect planets with those rifts opening up. I can only hope by then those kids can be reliable, otherwise we'll have to waste manpower just babysitting them.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu was having a hard time coming up with a good plan of action, so much so that all he could think of doing was throwing himself at her and hoping something was going to happen. He had received a good bonk to the head so any other plan of action before thinking about it was to try and deliver a blow that might help him win. Going in head first he tried to go in for a push, managing to connect and driving Sasha back enough to give him some space, or maybe too much space as she ended up falling off the stage. Gasping as he tried to back off with his arms flailing he ended up jumping back, stopping on all fours before he stood up again. Sighing when he realised he wasn't in danger he squeaked at the crowd cheering for him. Well that was always a nice thing to be heard, he was pretty alright with it not being booing or anything like that. Looking back to Sasha he smiled a little, bouncing on his toes, \"Going to finals?? Then we have nice food, yes?\" he asked, not looking entirely sure how to react to her fist being there, holding his own out as if assuming it was some strange gesture before squeaking when she bumped hers against his. Looking to his fist curiously he frowned, not feeling entirely sure about what he was supposed to get from it. \"Ooh, umm, fun…yes! Having fun still!\" he nodded quickly, \"Will have the fun when finals are coming!\" Jumping off the stage he nearly fell over as a feeling of dizziness came on, holding his head for a moment before he bounced away to the sidelines, hoping he could get over being hit in the head by the time his match came on.\n\nSayomi let out a short sigh, looking through her notebook and bringing up some files to look at. \"Well, not everyone can be perfect like you\", she spoke, giving Korian a side glance before looking away again, \"Besides, you didn't have your brain nearly melted through experimentation or had to wait a year to see your family member had been through all that\". It was always a little annoying when Korian couldn't see through the possibility that not everyone was born to be a warrior or have a heart of iron, even with having to manage the data of hundreds of soldiers she wasn't going to end up seeing them as all equal and not having progression problems regarding strength and stability. Looking to Korian as he muttered to himself she frowned before looking to see Sasha fall out of the ring making Shu the victor. That was surely an accomplishment in Korian's eyes, or maybe not since he would probably put it down to luck and nothing else. Looking to see who was up next she couldn't help but feel a little unimpressed, sighing lightly. \"Hmm well, they are strong and unfortunately if it comes down to it we might just need to throw Shu in the fold and tell him it's okay to change so long as he was killing those monsters. We've started training our own soldiers with physical weapons too, so things are moving along fine in regards to that. Besides, if you're so set on those kids, why don't you train them? You're not still scared of Shu after what happened during your first encounter with him, are you…? If not then I see no problem\".", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Have more confidence in yourself T'charrl, even a sweaty old soldier like me found a companion! If I can do it anyone can. And you saw how much that has benefited everyone hadn't you? Yes when it happened it was a problem but now? Now people are better off than ever before because of it! Even your supposed mistakes have worked out for the best, now what reason would people dislike you again? Nothing a bath can't solve I'm sure!\" His son deserately needed some more time with the opposite sex if he thought himself so unappealing. T'charrl had never been a bad looking boy and he was royalty, and all that aside he was sweet and had a good heart, surely some woman would like that! In fact that was probably why Tala fancied him to begin with, now if only he'd see that. Nema brought the conversation back to the food on the table and Yusef didn't need to be told twice to begin eating. He was starving as he hadn't eaten all day and, like T'charrl, he had no desire to begin eating until their host had. \"You're scary no matter what from the sounds of it! I think you'll be just fine once you change back though,\" Yusef insisted as he reached across and took a platter of seared fruits, taking some for himself before passing the plate down to Haku, \"It can only get better so don't be so worried. Starting tomorrow you'll see.\"\n\n------------\n\nIt didn't seem like much of anything was a comfortable topic for Viral right now. Perhaps instead of all of the questioning he'd simply focus on calming down his son for the time being, a little meditation or some breathing exercises could do the trick. Then again getting Viral to even relax enough to attempt anything was probably outside the realm of possibility at the moment too, so should they just continue along this line of conversation? The topic of Yumi was brushed aside as quickly as could be and Aito let it stay that way, lest he agitate Viral any further. \"I never said you're not a warrior, I only said that you're not limited to that role. Just as I'm defined as more than just a warrior so too can you be. No one is any one single thing, its a conglomerate of identities that make us who we are. Expanding and learning other skills doesn't take away from what we are, it adds to it. And as I said before too, losses don't change who you are. Failure is as important as success you know, even if it isn't as pleasant.\" \n\n\"Listen Viral, I want to make this clear right now so there are no surprises. I think we should include Vegeta in a session, there's a lot that I feel you need to say to him and even more he needs to hear. It may not be the very next session or even the one after that, but I feel like quite a lot of this leads back to him. And... Myself. Let me explain my intentions to you and perhaps that will clear the air a little?\" His direction in life was clearly absent and he expected far too much of himself, both of which were directly caused by other people. The perfectionist was either attributed to Vegeta or someone else within Capsule Corporation and the lack of direction was very clearly a failure on his own part. \"You were created initially with two goals in mind: To fight and to help with the children. Both of which you have accomplished quite admirably, whether you remember it or not. And perhaps recent events might tell you otherwise but you did a splendid job before and I know you're capable of doing so. So tell me this: If the words from the man who created aren't enough to sway your opinion of yourself what would it take? Does a victory in battle mean that much that it's the only way to convince yourself you're worthy?\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Vegeta" }, { "text": "T'charrl let out a groan, slowly sinking further down before letting out a long sigh. \"I don't know…I mean, you're really strong and tall and have nice colours! I barely have any shine to my coat and I'm really small and skinny still! I thought by now I would have some muscles after fighting in space, but I can still feel my bones very easily! My wings are nice and shiny I guess…but the pattern's kind of evil and scary and probably puts people off…\" He really didn't understand how anyone could like him in such a way, there was so much about him that was just off-putting and he recognised all of them. Maybe listening and seeing Takeshi's reactions influenced him a little bit, but he had always thought that to himself and the reason why he was often rejected by others. He was pretty self-conscious about his looks, especially when that was often one of the biggest deciding factors when it came to finding a mate. Having a bit of a groan to himself he looked up at his father who agreed on the matter, his eyes going to the fruits briefly before down again. \"Maybe…I mean, will I even change much? It's hard to remember what I was like before…\"\n\n--\n\nAito was throwing all these things his way without even consideration to how he might feel about it, almost like it was a big 'whatever' to him to tell him these things. He had spent his entire life trying to meet everyone's expectations and yet all of that was just being dismissed by Aito like it was no big deal. So long he had spent desperately trying to find his place and fit in somewhere, he thought he knew where he belonged but apparently that was not the case at all. It didn't matter what Aito said at this point, he wasn't part of Aito's 'us' or 'we' and never was he going to be, he didn't belong in his world. He wasn't constructed out of love or family, he was made for a corporation with a purpose with all the frustrations that came with making a big project. Growling to himself in frustration he scratched his head in frustration, not buying anything that Aito was telling him as something he was capable of. \"You were never born for a purpose! You don't know how long it's been!\"\n\nJust getting angry again he stopped himself from getting angrier when Aito spoke about letting Vegeta in on the sessions too, his gaze narrowing as he went on to say what would be happening once Vegeta was here. He didn't want to speak to him, he had no reason to speak to him and Vegeta probably didn't want to speak with him either. Just what good was that going to do him? All he'd do is get angry at Vegeta instead. That was probably Aito's intention, he was probably already fed up with him and that was the solution to getting things done but with the help of someone else taking all the backlash. He didn't see any other reason behind it. With growing frustrations he slowly shook his head, his hand still pressed against it as Aito tried to give him praise that was just not landing, especially after the fact he just said he was made to also be a babysitter. That was just a straight up lie: Vegeta wasn't even planned until after he was created. \"Are you calling me simple minded? Regardless, maybe it will…but who knows anymore. What would come next? Testing out my babysitting skills? How much more did it cost you to make me over hiring a nanny for your future child…\" he spoke rather bitterly, not really looking at Aito, \"Your company must have a lot of money to burn if that's what you were spending it on back then. What a great meaningful existence this has been. No wonder I was being auctioned off, no wonder any of this happened…just what use was I to have around after that? An expensive waste of space who might've well had belonged to the RRA! At least they would've used me to my full potential! I would've destroyed everything that stood in their path…those humans would never stand a chance…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"Practice, that's what I'm gaining! And I'll take that as a compliment.\" She didn't know what more was to be gained from sparring other than practice. Fighters both new and seasoned could always benefit, and Sasha was certain Viral could as well. If he had no desire to fight back then fine, she'd do what she could on her own. She kept it simple - throwing a punch here, a kick there. She mixed in a bit of acrobatics with a flip or two but otherwise nothing overly technical. Viral kept pace with her easily, making it look effortless as he blocked and evaded her strikes. Compared to some of her regular sparring partners he was proving to be exceptionally better. Heck, she'd even say Viral was better than Ricken. Best not to mention that to him.\n\nSasha didn't feel the need to answer right away, not as Ricken began shouting obscenities at Leto. Smiling knowingly and nodding her head towards her brother she simply shrugged, feeling like that answered the question.\n\n\"Since you're so good then all the more reason to spar with you. You're better than I am, and I'll only get better by fighting someone more experienced. That and I'll admit... I've wanted to spar with you for a while, but Korian never would let me. So when he asked Ricken and I to go I jumped at the chance.\" Maybe it was a bit selfish, maybe she wasn't here entirely just to help Viral. Though her given task had nothing to do with what she wanted anyways: Viral needed to be monitored. She still thought Korian was completely full of it but she'd been given her orders, and thus far she'd seen no reason for him to be concerned. \n\n\"So honest answer...? Korian told me to. My answer? I want to, Korian's just my excuse to be able to. And I won't be reporting back to him after this, if you're worried at all. He didn't tell me to so I won't be. Just here to see if I meet your mark as a soldier.\" If he was to be their commander in the coming days then she wanted to know she was fit for duty under his command. She'd every intention of fighting those monsters, and to do so she'd have to follow Viral. With a smile she took to a stance again before darting in at Viral, jumping and rotation her body as she delivered a kick, one which was easily blocked. Rotating further she tried to deliver an axe kick upside-down, again having her blow blocked. It worked to her favor - grabbing hold of one of Viral's arms she let gravity do its work, pulling her down and him along with her. Wrapping her legs around his chest she pinned him to the ground for a brief moment before releasing him and backing off, smiling apologetically. \"You're really difficult to get down.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Korian" }, { "text": "If Viral could suss out what was going on here he'd either feel a lot better or a lot worse depending on the outcome. It was hard to judge what others had been ordered sometimes when it came to watching over him, but this was too suspicious for his mind to be settled. It was not fair on him to be given this kind of stress, but then again everyone had thought it was fun to poke him to see how far he'd take things before he snapped. Sometimes it's a wonder that these people are even real with how they orchestrate events around his life. He did wonder if Aito was driving himself up the wall by not being there, not that he probably wanted to be around him anyway. It had been because of him that Aito was even alive again in the first place, but the moment things had calmed down with him the quicker he had completely abandoned him for other matters and shenanigans. He had to be patient and find out what was doing on, maybe there was a chance he'd feel better.\n\nSasha was fairly straight forward to fight against, he was not having a difficult time guarding against her attacks so everything seemed to be going okay. Despite his concerns he was still able to focus. Catching her attacks he kept his eyes fixated on her, simply wanting to know what she was wanting from him. He wasn't buying the whole 'you're good so I want to fight you', at least. Hearing her reasons being indeed Korian telling her to watch over him he was very quickly brought down in mood, despite the fact he suspected it all along. It was probably seen as no big deal to anyone else, but when it was something that primarily happened to him all the time with no change it just emotionally drained him. It wasn't Sasha's fault, she was just the middleman, but the fact that it was happening was what upset him so much.\n\nSasha wanting to watch over him and battle against him didn't bite with him, instead it lingered behind all the negativity that was clouding his mind. It would be good if he was going to be able to focus at all beyond that, but he hadn't learned to clear his mind properly beyond these negative emotions. Seeing Sasha come at him again he barely had the reaction time overall nor was he able to think clearly. As he was simply brought back in to battle he tried hard to stop Sasha's attacks, going on mostly automatic reactions before he was suddenly grabbed and brought down rather quickly. He was barely able to catch himself if at all, his eyes simply staring up blankly before looking to her after she got off him.\n\nHe wasn't impressed by her or curious as to where that all came from, rather he was lost in thought. What was all this for, anyway? Shouldn't he show he was capable of teaching instead of taking part in standard training? Was this all just so Korian could say he inspected him just so he could deny him later? He was feeling more confused than he should had. He should probably get back up to his feet, he was never in a good state of mind and often acted like a confused cat staring at nothing when like this. He couldn't handle being in such a vulnerable place all the time, but he didn't know how he was supposed to overcome it when he was given no breathing room to try and recover. Staring at her for a moment as he got back to his feet he soon looked to the other rebels, watching them as they continued on their training. He didn't know what he was supposed to do when everything felt like it was all pointless anyway. Nobody here had anything at stake, they were just continuing on with their usual routine. There was nothing to worry them, maybe feeling sore after it all but they had everything to gain while he had effectively nothing.\n\n\"…What does Korian want from me\", he spoke quite plainly, looking back at her, \"The man will keep going out of his way to watch over me one way or another. Why does he bother with that? It's a waste of time and resources…\" Growling lowly he moved in to a stance, raising his fists as he stared her down. \"Fine then. You got me down once, nothing matters anymore with Korian so enthusiastically trying to ruin me…\" he spoke, raising a fist a little higher, \"I'll come at you then…\" Immediately after announcing it he went straight for Sasha, throwing wild punches at her with little strength but plenty of speed. He had just about given up at this point and simply wanted to get it over with, knowing full well what the final verdict was going to turn out to be.", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Sasha had admittedly been excited when given this task. She could care less about reporting back on Viral - she saw no reason to. The fact that this was even being allowed showed Korian trusted him enough. Though perhaps not enough for Viral's liking, not if she was being asked to keep an eye on him. The frustration as they sparred then was mutual, Viral's for being observed and Sasha, selfishly she recognized, for not getting the proper opportunity. There was nothing really on the line today and yet she'd hoped Viral would retaliate somehow other than just blocking and dodging. Once she'd wrestled him to the ground with ease it was apparent he wasn't going to fight back whatsoever. Backing off then Sasha allowed herself a moment to catch her breath, dusting herself down as well.\n\n\"You're asking the wrong person, I don't know what he thinks half the time,\" said Sasha with a shake of her head, \"But it seems like he's testing you, if you're asking me. He needs to know if you're okay to do this. And like I said, I'm not here to report on you, I don't care what his orders on that were. I don't want to ruin this.\" Seeing Viral finally lift his fists there was an excited twinkle in her eye, a smile spreading across her face as she did the same. Finally, she'd been worried they'd go through the entire session without so much as a single punch from Viral. Ruin him? With the dire straits they were in and how poorly trained some of their troops were? No, she would argue he needed Viral's help, he knew Viral was the best fit, and was just too proud to admit it. Saiyans and their pride... Bouncing on the balls of her feet in anticipation, Sasha was quick to throw blocks as Viral's flurry of strikes began. She hadn't thought he'd be this quick - then again there was no reason not to believe so. Searching for an opening she narrowly blocked a punch that caught her cheek, but she used the momentum and leaned to the side, throwing a punch at Viral's side.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Korian" }, { "text": "Viral didn't understand why Sasha wanted to fight him so badly, especially after so long of ignoring him. It didn't help that she was not often wanting to talk to him about anything or go anywhere near him, she only ever went near him when she had to be like just now. He couldn't work out if she was actually excited to fight him or if she was just putting up an act, either way though he felt like he was just a spectacle. What was he to these people? Just the ex-Commander of the Saiyans? A Beastman or a spectacle? This desire she had to fight him was not one he shared, he didn't know her at all nor had any interest in fighting her, he just didn't like how she was associated with Korian. It was a little trickier with Sasha too, if it was instead Ricken then at least he would have an excuse to beat him up and everyone would be fine with that. He just had to go along with it and fight her as planned, even if he didn't particularly want to go through with it.\n\n\"Even without you he will find a way to ruin this. If he wanted to test me then he should had done it himself…\" Even if it would had been stressful for the other people here to have Korian 'train' with him, he would had welcomed his company to evaluate him himself. Now willing to fight Sasha he wasn't entirely willing to put too much strength in to it, he knew he could do serious damage if he let his frustration over this situation get the better of him. Throwing fast punches at her he watched her movements carefully, watching her come at him low and towards his side. Before Sasha could make contact with his body he had taken a step back, grabbed her incoming fist before pulling her with quite a tug, aiming to take her right off her feet and send her to the floor.\n\n\"You get one lucky toss on me and you immediately think of me as unable to see that coming a mile away? Your movements are so terribly predictable…\" That was the thing about these rebels and Saiyans, they always fought so stiffly and in patterns like they read it from a book. This was a reason why he didn't like training partners, there was no real challenge. \"If you want to beat me for real then fight not like you're reading the moves from a book! I don't care if this is just a training session…I'm sick of fighting against the same moves and routines…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Even though it was a rather simple thing, Viral was acting quite vicious about it ever happening to him. It wasn't because it hit him, it was because it was something that had been used against him that reminded him of all the times he had been pelted with attacks after being given encouragement that they would never be used against him. There were other reasons too, like the number of times they had been used on him to make a mockery out of him because he had no way to fight back, losing in the process. He had enough of losing, he couldn't keep losing and put up with the fact that all these people were able to do things he couldn't only to be mocked by it. Just who did they think they are? He was going easy on her yet she decided to show off what she could do and use him in the process as a way to show off to the other trainees. They all knew they were superior to him when it came to battle, they all knew they could simply fly around throwing attacks at him while he struggled to keep up. It angered him greatly, he fought hard throughout his entire life to gain power enough to fight against such attacks and yet he stilled lagged behind.\n\nThrowing bone-crunching attacks Sasha's way he was lost in his rage, or rather the emotions that continued to build up with no outlet for him to blow off steam. Sasha was really struggling against him, if mostly to try and explain herself. Throwing in his series of strikes he didn't make any effort to block her attacks, taking her elbow with full force before being smacked in the jaw. That seemed to had done it as he staggered back a bit, his expression softening a bit but his stare looking right through everything as he raised a paw to his chest. What was he doing? He could had severely injured her or maimed her if he decided to use his claws instead. Growling in anger at himself he backed off, looking away from her. \"…My apologies…I did not mean to be so rough with you…\" he spoke lowly, keeping his eyes off her. He should be punished for lashing out in such a way, he would had been before Aito and Vegeta got so passive. \"Don't throw up handicaps for yourself just for me…I can take a hit!\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Sasha gasped softly as her fist smacked Viral's jaw, watching him stumble away. From livid and aggressive now he was... Remorseful? She'd seen him grow angry plenty of times - the troops were all well aware of his penchant for lashing out. It was why Aito didn't seem to trust Viral, why she'd been asked to come here and gauge him. What she had never seen, however, was him back down. Her commanding officer would be furious that she wasn't going to report exact details - she was doing everything she could to respect the fact Viral was even agreeing with this, but this was a very distinct, and very good sign things were changing. \n\n\"No, no, I provoked you!\" Sasha responded, holding up her hands with a bashful smile, \"Most people don't know we can do that, and you're not the first to assume it's Ki. It's an unfair advantage though, and not something I should be throwing around in a simple sparring match. So I'm sorry, for even using it on you.\" She folded her hands together and bowed her head slightly, hopeful not to ruin this moment. \"And really nothing happened, I might have a bruise but that's nothing. Don't even worry about it!\" It was almost more than a bruise - she swore her bones were going to snap under that single strike. But then that was just as telling as Viral's stepping away and calming down: he'd been holding back his strength to try and not harm her, showing, again, he was far more than the wild animal Korian dubbed him to be. Now she almost did want to tell the man just to see his reaction, how he'd come to terms with being so terribly wrong.\n\n\"I'm almost disappointed Korian isn't here right now, in a way. He wouldn't know what to do seeing you like this.\" Speaking aloud without thinking about it, Sasha smiled apologetically. \"A lot of people are willing to follow you, but everyone was... Scared, I guess? It hasn't helped that Korian has treated you as a threat, but there was some of us, people who have fought with you, that knew you'd be able to do this. Even Ricken did, even if he won't ever say as much,\" she added with a short laugh. \"I'm sorry, you probably don't want to be hearing all of this. But I'm sure you're going to do great, training everyone. Obviously you're ready for it, no matter what anyone else says.\"", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Korian" }, { "text": "Viral knew he shouldn't had lost his cool, it was just a training session but something just wanted to come out and see her destroyed for trying to show off. Maybe it was because the interaction he got the most from people was them teasing him and mocking him for being lesser than they were, maybe it was for some other unexplained reason he couldn't bring his mind to grasp. He was having to do what he needed to which was apologise properly for his lack of control and perception between a training round and an actual battle. It was hard getting used to such training sessions when they were all incredibly rare to happen to him. Maybe this was all a bad idea, he shouldn't be training with others when he wasn't right in the head still.\n\nNot looking up as she gave her own excuses he kept pretty silent, not feeling that was any excuse to go off on her like that. He knew his strength and could tell that was barely going to be a 'possible bruise' on her arm in the morning. Everyone else may had Ki or magic or whatever, but he had strength while the rest of his abilities were borrowed power. \"That's no excuse. I have not trained in so long\". She shouldn't let him get away with it. She was allowed to hit him if she wanted to, he was practically offering it to her and yet she continued to prattle on and excuse him for his bad behaviour.\n\nKorian would've seen him to the prison pretty quickly and disposed of if he was the one training with him, no excuses there. Anything to show how terrible he was, luckily for him there wasn't many who took notice over what he had done. Of course everyone was scared of him though, even without Korian's meddling. He was some strange combination of human and beast which many would see as an abomination or affront against nature, something they'd have trouble understanding. It wasn't something he was unfamiliar with, so he didn't dwell on those thoughts too much anymore. \"I was always familiar with how Korian felt about me, how much he wanted me dead. It's not surprising nor is it something new to me…\" Just how was he supposed to handle whole groups of people, anyway? He was mostly a reclusive, so many people probably spelled trouble for him; however, he was the only one who was trained in weapons while all these guys were all used to using Ki and whatever magic came under. \"I'll be training people to use weapons they'll be unfamiliar with. It will matter whether people trust me teaching them how to use traditional weapons…or even if they'll want to. Korian will be happy enough sending me and the others out whenever there's trouble; besides, we're disposable to him…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Hn, just as Takeshi wasn't understanding Shu it seemed like Shu wasn't understand him either. He wasn't at all trying to blame his brother for anything they were talking about, just state how much they wanted to return things to how they were. It wasn't his fault their father had been awful to him, or he'd seen things that most anyone would break over, no one could blame him for that; likewise no one could blame Shu for how he was now, all of that was out of their control. \"I know you don't buddy, I know. And you should know that you aren't causing any problems,\" the older boy said, trying desperately to keep Shu from guilting himself. Hoping a little comfort might relieve some of the worries, Takeshi moved up alongside Shu and placed an arm around his shoulders, smiling faintly as he was snuggled up against and his finger was grabbed. A bit unusual, but if its what helped the little guy out then fine. Curious to hear what more Shu had to say it seemed like he would have to keep waiting, as Yumi and June surprisingly both came to the room just then; Yumi should be resting and they hadn't seen Vegeta's mother since... Well since they had gotten back, so what brought her around?\n\nThough June scarcely knew these boys she had been told about the younger one's condition, and Yumi had implored her to try and help. She lacked the degrees of both her husband and son and never received formal training for that matter, yet she lived a life surrounding by the kind of strife that now plagued Shu, so maybe she could lend a hand. Behind her or not she had experience that the others lacked, and it had been both of the women's mutual hope that said experience could provide the answer they so desperately needed. After being given permission to try, June grabbed a chair and set it at the bedside, taking a seat and addressing Shu in as gentle a manner as possible. \"It's okay to be afraid, that's normal after something like that happens. It's okay to be anxious too, or to doubt yourself. None of that means you're abnormal, it's all a natural response to trauma,\" she explained, trying to do her best to speak like she was an authority on the topic when she was anything but. Finding it difficult to put what she wanted into technical terms, however, she decided to throw that out the window pretty quickly and speak more casually. \"It would take a little while, but if you're willing to talk to me, maybe we can figure something out. There was a younger soldier who had a lot of trouble years and years ago, and she was like you are now. But, she had people help her, and they did all sorts of things; talked about the problem, learned to manage the fear, and trying to keep a schedule. They sound simple, but I bet if we tried what she did, then you might feel a little better.\"\n\n\"Well it's either this or we abandon the job altogether, and I figured this was the lesser of the two evils,\" Vegeta responded, shrugging casually as he set down a stone for Viral to shatter. Watching as he did so he nodded in approval, helping to throw away some of the scraps left behind. \"If we do something like this repeatedly then you'll build up strength though. A lot of your weakness can be attributed to atrophy, or the lack of your using your muscles. If we start doing labor like this, and you're able to rest and regenerate lost cells, your strength could return substantially over a short period of time.\" While it didn't address the symptoms of the PTSD, some honest, taxing physical labor ought to help Viral at least become more physically fit. In theory as well if he became more capable physically then his mood may improve as well, and an improved mood would in turn lend itself to an easier time of therapy. One thing at a time, and beginning here was hopefully the first step in the process. Dropping two more slabs down for the Beastman, Vegeta wiped his forehead with the back of his forearm before giving Viral a serious glance. \"If you feel any pain, no matter how minute, stop and tell me. We're here to get you to work, but not to hurt you. There's nothing to gain from you overdoing it and straining yourself to the point of injury, so please, be reasonable.\" Not that he truly felt he needed to tell Viral this, but given his friend's tenacity and stubbornness it may be safer to do so regardless.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Shu didn't know if he was being too vague with his worries, but he was trying to be clear at least. He was sure his problem was one that couldn't be fixed and he was just being silly by complaining about it. He didn't want to make everyone unhappy or for anything like this to happen, he just wanted everyone to not worry over him and be happy even if he wasn't. They deserved to be happy just as much as he did, he didn't want to be an influence on them. \"But…I feel like I am…\" Finding it a little hard to see beyond the sadness and confusion he looked to June who began to speak to him, raising his shoulders before his vision was taken downwards. He wasn't sure about how much she had been told of him but her talking to him like this almost felt like he was being told off, even if she didn't mean for it to be. Squeaking a little he looked away, rubbing his arm in a guilty fashion. \"She did…? Ooh, oh no. I've been bad then! I-I barely did any of that!\" he gasped, shifting uncomfortably on his bed, \"Did…did she also have problems with change? How do those things? How to make the things go away? So much I don't understand. It scares me…\"\n\nViral wasn't entirely happy with having to admit he could only do this job, but if this was all he was going to manage without feeling like he was going to have a heart attack then he was going to have to put up with it. Growling in annoyance, he looked to the boulder and threw down his fist, shattering it. This was eventually going to hurt, there was no way he could keep doing this for as long as the day was. \"I used my muscles plenty lately. Remember when I destroyed that creature? I was in the zone until I couldn't see straight…\" Finding it all too aggravating just how his condition was getting worse he felt it was going to have to be this until he was strong again, but then again he had no idea what he was supposed to do once he was better. He felt all too awkward being around Aito, then there was June. He couldn't remember the times he was with them and with what Aito told him he felt very uncomfortable. Family values wasn't something he was familiar with when he was the younger one, but then again he didn't really know what age he was and what age Aito and June were when he killed them. Destroying the chunks whenever Vegeta passed them to him he rubbed his fist, staring down for a moment before realising Vegeta was talking to him. \"I can withstand it. I would rather see blood and know I can heal properly than only bruises that will linger. I'll be fine, anyway. Not like I'll keep going to the point I break something, I'm not an idiot…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "If there was one thing that annoyed Viral it was when Takeshi decided to twist the subject onto himself, trying to come up with the right way to approach his issues by making it all about him instead. It made him pretty angry but he wasn't going to blow up about it during a time like this. He was trying to give Takeshi a chance to explain himself and find out if he was being honest, not just spewing out words to try and make everything better. Staring at him as he continued to blab about himself he soon frowned and folded his arms. Takeshi was an idiot, that much didn't really change. If any of it was supposed to make him feel better then Takeshi certainly didn't know much about making it up to someone. Oh well, if Takeshi didn't want to learn anything about him only to turn the topic around so it was about him then he wasn't going to bother talking about himself anymore.\n\nLooking away for a moment he only decided to look back to Takeshi when he went ahead and try to make everything better, but it only managed to confuse him. He didn't think he wanted to do any of that for a right reason or to protect himself, he just wanted them gone for being a disgrace. The only times he was thinking about others when battling was by throwing himself into the fire completely, sacrificing himself for them all even if it didn't work. Doing such a thing didn't make him a good person either and what was worse was he didn't even know what he was going to do with himself after his treatment was done with. \"Protecting someone or something…hmph, that'll certainly be a change. Everyone can protect themselves nowadays\".\n\nFeeling like he was getting nowhere at this point it was Yumi who decided to speak up about the matter, turning to her with a frown. She certainly defined it better than Takeshi did, but even then he still felt confused over it. So someone could hate the other, but so long as they had something in common they could be friends? \"Such a complicated matter, it seems. If that's the case then I don't know what friendship means to me\", he spoke as he folded his arms, staring down at the ground, \"I don't have hobbies, I don't care for much and believing in something isn't anything I can think of. You would think after all those years I would find a hobby. Even when I was allowed to do very little, I still could had found a hobby…\" Just getting annoyed at himself now he tried to stop thinking about the pointless waste that was his life, unable to understand why he was so concerned about it. Maybe he had spent too much time being around these people instead of battling, it was only ruining whatever personality he might've had before without thinking up unnecessary concerns. Growling lowly he soon huffed, waving his paw. \"Why am I even having this pointless talk with you people?? Are you trying to get me to go soft?? Just typical…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null }, { "text": "For a second there Takeshi thought he was actually getting it right as Viral seemed to consider what he was saying. When he only turned out confused though the Saiyan groaned inwardly, at an utter loss for how to word this any longer. He was frustrated with himself for not being able to word it correctly despite knowing exactly how he felt; Viral was his friend, he didn't have the words to explain why that was, but that's how it is. Finally Yumi tried to come to his rescue and offer her own explanation to what friendship was, and while it seemed clearer to Viral he was still confused. They could try this again later, he wasn't so sure he had the patience to keep going with this stuff. Letting out a sigh he folded his hands behind his head and decided to drop it entirely, smirking slightly amused when Viral complained about the conversation they had been having. \"It's not pointless, makes us closer as friends don't you think? I mean you talk with someone and you know them a bit better, you know? We've never really talked about this sort of stuff, so that's the point I guess.\"\n\n\"We're definitely not trying to make you go soft, we know that won't work.\" Yumi joked lightly, \"I think that's that for now though, we're out here to enjoy the day, not punch each other and get into debates.\" Perhaps later though she'd try to get Viral aside and talk to him about it, see what he thought. She couldn't vouch for Takeshi's friendship per say but she knew her own to be genuine, and likely Shu's as well. If more people came forward, she reasoned, and shared the same feelings then maybe their friend would be a little more receptive. Or he'd be overwhelmed, who can say for certain? \"So... Now that we're done with that, what do we do now? Anyone have any ideas?\" Yumi asked thoughtfully as she looked to the rest of their group, everyone else having been awfully silent for most of that. Turning to Shu and T'charrl in particular she gave them inquisitive looks, figuring they might as well let these two make a decision now. Of course if they didn't have anything in mind... \"Or Viral, you have any ideas,\" she added, glancing over her shoulder just to be sure.", "username": "Vena Sera", "char_name": "Yumi" }, { "text": "Viral didn't see any reason to be soft towards Takeshi and to give him any special treatment just because he had known him for so long, but when Takeshi just seemed to be unable to come up with a reason that was coherent he felt like giving up, getting frustrated as he was starting to wonder what was the drive behind this. He wasn't dying so Takeshi wasn't talking to him because of that, nor was he in any special position that meant he needed a heart to heart discussion. It confused him to the point that he was really wondering if he was trying to hide something from him or if he really was trying to make him go soft. It was so confusing, especially when he had never been spoken to in such a manner before. \"Who would want to know me a little bit better? That's what I don't get!\"\n\nHe just didn't feel he was interesting enough to warrant people wanting to get to know him better. He didn't have a fulfilling life like the rest, he spent a majority of his life locked up and having random tests conducted on him. Looking to Yumi he disliked the way she was talking almost immediately, staring at her before he groaned and looked away. \"Enjoy the day…some enjoyable day it's been\", he mumbled as he folded his arms. He wasn't comfortable with talking about himself anyway, so whatever worked for him. He was pretty annoyed with how everything had been going today, but maybe that was the goal of today for everyone else. Everyone was just making him so angry, sometimes to the point of him nearly losing it. He didn't know how he was going to manage around these people, especially when his anger was still so out of control with no real vent. \"What? I'm not even supposed to be here\", he spoke in annoyance, finding it rather irritating that they had come to find him only to not know what to do now that Takeshi nearly had his face broken. \"June was wanting lunch, so why not go and get her something…\"", "username": "Mogtaki", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "A long silence ensued as they sat observing each other. The man had introduced himself as Asher Thyne after he shook her hand. She rose up from her position on the bed, but he posed a question to her that caught her attention. Johanna's hazel eyes looked directly at him, unashamed of such boldness. Slowly, her right eyebrow began to arch as the other one sank. She crossed her arms about her chest and gave him a hard stare.\n\n\"My family lost their money a century ago.\" She bitterly answered Asher. To be truthful, Johanna was particularly grumpy. Her body ached from the chill of the night air, and her hips were especially sore. The saddle that Serwyn wore was constructed for Thalien, not Johanna. It was broader and stiffer in build, a saddle meant for a man. She moved towards the fireplace and knelt beside it. The room came stocked with a small supply of firewood that would keep them warm for the rest of the night. Placing three of the logs in the fire pit, Johanna drew out her dagger from within another fold of cloth. Hanging beside the fireplace on a hook was a fire striker, or known as a flint-block. Dry twigs, and dead moss were already present in the pit as fresh tinder, as well as large coals left over from the previous fire.\n\nJohanna went about starting the fire in silence, and only until a flame caught the dry tinder did she speak again to Asher. \"What of you?\" She said as she dusted off her hands on the front of her dress, glancing at him over her shoulder. Remaining in a kneeling position by the fire, Johanna followed up with another question, \"What of your family? I've not heard of any Thyne's living in Sevitel.\" While speaking, Johanna's harsh voice softened, not out of comfort or any particular gentle feelings, but rather out of tiredness.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher glanced up from the floor, fixing Johanna with a long hard stare. \"We're not a rich family. I'm practically the only member of the Thyne family that I know of. My parenst gave me up a long time ago. Times were hard for the poor.\" A pointed sarcasm leaked into his tone. \"I'm sure you understand.\"\n\nHe fell silent for a time, watching the fire flicker and dance. \"I can't say that I ever expected a member of the rich to be stuck in a place like this, alone. Is your family with you?\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "His words dug into her like poison. She felt as if she had over stepped her boundaries. Attempting to correct her bad humor, she apologized sincerely. \"Forgive me Asher, I am weary from travel. I have come a long way from Ciola. If you are not aware, Ciola is our capital city. That is where I resided a mere fortnight ago. I flee to Enrimor in search of relief from this dreaded war. I have lost everything, my home, my brothers and my trade.\"\n\nShe paused, turning to look into the fire as she did so. Moments passed before she blinked, bringing herself back to reality. \"I merely wish to warm myself by this fire without trouble nor harassment, lest you desire to share the warmth of this fire as well, I would hope that you could provide me with good humors, for a night like this.\" Her manners towards Asher were unnecessary, any woman of noble birth would reconcile the situation. Besides, she enjoyed conversating with new people. It provided her with a sense of knowing which then made her feel full of the desire to adventure. The trait she possessed was a common one amongst the Valerivicus.\n\nHis sarcasm had caught her attention earlier when he implied their upbringings were different. She smiled at the recollection of his words and mumbled quietly, \"My family seems to brought it upon themselves through their poor guidance with their finances. You do not carry the shame that the Valerivicus surname carries here in Sevitel.\"", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher snorted. \"Maybe not, but at least you have a name. Emerson gave me mine.\" Regardless of her shame or misfortune, she still spoke like someone accustomed to the upper-class lifestyle, and that irked him. \"I don't know what kind of good humor you're hoping to hear. Sevitel is in the middle of civil war, and I'm not any closer to my success because of it. What I seek is no easier found when hundreds clog the streets.\"\n\nShe wasn't wrong about the fire, however. The Enmorian winter had scarcely ended, and the early spring weather was still chilling and cold at night. After a second of more deliberation, he shifted to in front of the blaze, sitting beside the striking woman. \"You don't have to worry about any trouble from me. I'm on borrowed time from the barkeep as is. Another patron and I had a little issue a few minutes before. I also have morals. And standards,\" He added the last bit as a jest. The night was too cold for so much misery.\"\n\n\"What's your plan in Enrimor?\" He asked, partially to distract her if she took offense from his statement.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Ah, but a name of infamy.\" A sad smile graced her lips at Asher's reply. As he moved to join her by the fire she turned her face towards him and patted the floor beside her. He spoke with bitterness in his voice as he compared their differences again. She could feel the irritation in his words but she brushed them away, it was best not to trouble herself with petty issues.\n\n\"Ah, so that was your doing then? When I arrived here, I sensed the tension. I wasn't certain as to what events I had missed.\" She smiled at his mention of possessing morals and standards. As if that would bother her. Proceeding on, Johanna began to explain to Asher what she planned in Enrimor.\n\n\"For now, I seek refuge there. My life has been threatened, and I'm trying to leave here before someone puts a knife in me during my sleep. As for when I get there...I cannot say. I would hope that the circumstances would allow me to continue plying my trade as an artisan.\" Now that she had answered his question, Johanna wanted to ask him about something he had earlier mentioned.\n\n\"By good humor, I simply meant for you to keep my company. However, that is not important. Tell me, what is it you seek? Why is it that the influx of people makes your job more difficult? Are you a bounty hunter? Why would you even bother coming to Sevitel at a time likes this?\" She hoped that one of the questions would inspire a conversation between them.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Did she ever shut up, Asher wondered, but he allowed none of his irritation to show on his face. \"Let's just say that I tend to read into others' personal lives too accurately for their liking, and sometimes I don't know when to keep my mouth shut. Like around you, for example.\" He ran a hand over his face, sighing.\n\n\"I'm looking...to put it bluntly, I'm looking for treasure. Riches, gold, something, anything. I can't say why, but I'm really good at following clues, and to bring Emerson up to the level of wealth he deserves would be a blessing I'd cherish forever. It'd be nice to have some money of my own, as well. But tracking the only people who have clues on roads filled with refugees is difficult, if not impossible.\" He stared into the flames, waiting for a flash of inspiration. His main lead had been lost to him once he entered the main road.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Asher snorted. \"Maybe not, but at least you have a name. Emerson gave me mine.\" Regardless of her shame or misfortune, she still spoke like someone accustomed to the upper-class lifestyle, and that irked him. \"I don't know what kind of good humor you're hoping to hear. Sevitel is in the middle of civil war, and I'm not any closer to my success because of it. What I seek is no easier found when hundreds clog the streets.\"\n\nShe wasn't wrong about the fire, however. The Enmorian winter had scarcely ended, and the early spring weather was still chilling and cold at night. After a second of more deliberation, he shifted to in front of the blaze, sitting beside the striking woman. \"You don't have to worry about any trouble from me. I'm on borrowed time from the barkeep as is. Another patron and I had a little issue a few minutes before. I also have morals. And standards,\" He added the last bit as a jest. The night was too cold for so much misery.\"\n\n\"What's your plan in Enrimor?\" He asked, partially to distract her if she took offense from his statement.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"Ah, but a name of infamy.\" A sad smile graced her lips at Asher's reply. As he moved to join her by the fire she turned her face towards him and patted the floor beside her. He spoke with bitterness in his voice as he compared their differences again. She could feel the irritation in his words but she brushed them away, it was best not to trouble herself with petty issues.\n\n\"Ah, so that was your doing then? When I arrived here, I sensed the tension. I wasn't certain as to what events I had missed.\" She smiled at his mention of possessing morals and standards. As if that would bother her. Proceeding on, Johanna began to explain to Asher what she planned in Enrimor.\n\n\"For now, I seek refuge there. My life has been threatened, and I'm trying to leave here before someone puts a knife in me during my sleep. As for when I get there...I cannot say. I would hope that the circumstances would allow me to continue plying my trade as an artisan.\" Now that she had answered his question, Johanna wanted to ask him about something he had earlier mentioned.\n\n\"By good humor, I simply meant for you to keep my company. However, that is not important. Tell me, what is it you seek? Why is it that the influx of people makes your job more difficult? Are you a bounty hunter? Why would you even bother coming to Sevitel at a time likes this?\" She hoped that one of the questions would inspire a conversation between them.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Did she ever shut up, Asher wondered, but he allowed none of his irritation to show on his face. \"Let's just say that I tend to read into others' personal lives too accurately for their liking, and sometimes I don't know when to keep my mouth shut. Like around you, for example.\" He ran a hand over his face, sighing.\n\n\"I'm looking...to put it bluntly, I'm looking for treasure. Riches, gold, something, anything. I can't say why, but I'm really good at following clues, and to bring Emerson up to the level of wealth he deserves would be a blessing I'd cherish forever. It'd be nice to have some money of my own, as well. But tracking the only people who have clues on roads filled with refugees is difficult, if not impossible.\" He stared into the flames, waiting for a flash of inspiration. His main lead had been lost to him once he entered the main road.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "When he had finished speaking, Johanna mulled over his words in her exhausted mind. Assuming from the way that Asher spoke of this \"Emerson\", she took him to be a kind of mentor, or care-giver. She would ask another time if the chance came. Asher was a treasure hunter, and that was more interesting to her. One could say that Johanna thirsted for knowledge, she wanted to know about everything and anything. Obtaining information of any kind was useful for Johanna. Her practice required her to know a little bit about everything, although, women with any formal teaching other than training in etiquette, the arts, or other domestic activities were often looked down upon from trying to ascend from their role in life. Johanna's profession granted her the ability to gather information informally, while maintaining a comfortable social life, or that was until the beginning of the civil war.\n\n\"A treasure hunter, eh? Oh please tell me more about that, that sounds wonderfully interesting. What is it you're trying to find now? Maybe I could help with one of your clues? I could even point you in the right direction. Perhaps you've been asking the wrong people or the wrong questions.\" Her face glowed from an internal light, the pleasure of happiness and the good company Asher brought. Johanna didn't possess many friends, asides from Thalien, and Chezaré, there was no one she could call a true friend. Her social awkwardness despite her trained manners for etiquette.\n\nHer hazel eyes bore into Asher as she gazed at him, closer to the iris a forest green colour bled out into a light brown exterior. They were large, and wide open with intrigue as observed him in the firelight.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher snorted, and waved a hand. \"That's just it,\" he muttered. \"At one time, I*had*an idea of what I was looking for. I even had a lead, someone who had made it quite clear they knew something about a vast trove of gold somewhere in Sevitel. He was quite the hard man to miss, too. I was tracking him, for a while, but I'm no expert, and once the roads clogged, I lost him in the crowds.\"\n\nHe sighed, leaning back on his hands. \"Hunting for fortunes isn't anything like the storybooks tell you it is. I should know. They leave out the freezing knights, or the bandit raids you*aren't*prepared for. The kind that leaves you naked and hungry in the middle of nowhere. They leave out the pain, the discomfort, the actual, mind-bending brushes with death. You know, that one lucky handhold isn't always there.\"\n\nHe glanced back at her, noting with some confusion her total change in demeanor. \"Tell me some more about yourself. I'm not the only one with a story to tell, I'd wager.\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Johanna blushed a deep shade of red at Asher's correction, \"Ah yes, I forgot how far I had travelled...\" She offered up weakly.\n\nIf one were meant to be a story-teller, it would be Asher. He mesmerized Johanna with the idea of unthinkable amounts of treasure waiting to be discovered and claimed. A small portion of the treasure regained would surely lift her family out of poverty, Johanna was certain. She hung onto every word, storing away information that would be useful later.\n\nAs he rose up from the floor, Asher politely excused himself, promising not to touch Johanna in her sleep, and she smiled at that. He had left the scroll out, and she couldn't help but stare at it in wonder. She desperately wanted to examine it personally, but she felt that her actions would be looked down upon, so she resisted. Following Asher's lead, Johanna rose up and moved towards her bed. She pulled the quilted covers on the bed down, and slipped inside. \"Good night Asher.\" Johanna murmured from her bed, the only sound in the room to be heard was the cracking of the wood inside the fireplace.\n\nClosing her eyes, Johanna tried to lull herself to sleep. She laid awake for hours, staring quietly at the wooden rafters above her. Her eyes followed the grain of the wood until she became lost in it. Before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.\n\n---\n\nBefore she knew it, she found herself awake again, from the light shining through the windows, Johanna could tell that dawn was breaking. Sitting up in bed, Johanna looked over at Asher, she could tell he was sleeping by the rise and fall of his chest. The scroll had been on her mind, in her dreams as she had slept, she needed to see the rest of it. If anything, she needed to know where the map would be in present day since it was written so long ago.\n\nCreeping out of bed, Johanna approached the scroll, and knelt before it. She carefully unrolled it, and examined the map upon closer inspection. The longer she studied it, the more she couldn't make sense of it. After a few minutes of confusion, Johanna rolled the parchment paper back up and placed it where she had found it.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher smiled, his eyes still closed and his breathing carefully modulated. The morning was so much more welcome to him than the cold of night. The fire had burned away during the darkness, but spring was fast approaching, and the days were far warmer now than a few weeks before.\n\nAfter a time, he sat up, stretched to one side leisurely, and slid a hand across his face. He had some stubble growing: he might have to shave soon. Then he glanced over at the other bed, where his roommate was already awake. \"Good morning,\" he said. Then he noted something was amiss in the room.\n\nThe parchment had been moved. Slightly, very slightly, but it had been rolled the opposite way last night, and now it wasn't. He smiled again. \"I see you liked my story,\" he said, pointing to the scroll.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "After satisfying her curiosity for the map, Johanna, slightly disappointed, had returned quietly to bed. There, she lay awake, waiting for Asher to rise. And when he did, she almost died with relief. He offered her a polite greeting but it seemed that right away he noticed that his scroll had been touched during the night. Instead of being angry at her for touching his possessions, he smiled. Immediately, Johanna left the warmth of her bed, although the room was fairly warm due to the spring mornings and approached Asher, hands clasped under her chin, eyes pleading.\n\n\"Oh Asher! You must take me with you, please! I haven't anywhere to go, and what a story it would be if I were to come with you. I'm very useful, and I won't be much of a bother, oh won't you let me go with you, please?\"", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "She seemed to be doing all the work for him. He hadn't had to ask her at all, but he would need to seem coy, else she'd wonder why he agreed so easily. \"I thought you were looking to be an artisan in Enrimor. I can't see how that would be useful for a long, dangerous journey.\" He left out the fact that most men would have been thinking.*Why should I share my hard earned treasure with you?*Of course, he didn't actually think that, but if she thought he didn't want her, than she'd want all the more to come with him.\n\nOr maybe he was just talking himself in circles. \"Still, if you want to come along, I don't have any real issue with it. Just be careful. Can you fight at all?\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Johanna's eyes brightened at his attempt to dampen her spirits, or that's how she understood the situation. She laughed aloud, clapping her hands together in joy, and spun in a circle. \"Oh Asher! It is useful! I will only be more inspired when it comes to my craftwork, think of all those wonderful sights we will see! The places we will go, the people we will meet, the food we will eat, the adventure is in itself!\" She spoke rapidly in her excitement.\n\n\"As for fighting, I do not have any formal training, but my brothers taught me to respect the blade as it is deadly when placed into hands of those who wish you ill. My mother had me learn archery for the sake of keeping my mind alert and attentive, though I have not used a bow in years. Oh yes! Yes, please! I will come with you.\" Here she smiled at Asher, before realizing that she was acting out-of-hand. Collecting her wits about herself, Johanna clasped her hands in front of her dress and asked, \"Where are we going first?\"", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher shrugged. \"I told you, the only lead I had vanished when the roads swarmed. He was a jeweler, and I happened to hear him discussing with a tradesman the most remarkable gem he'd happened to find. It fit the desription of one of the gems in one of the stories. It was a tiny lead, but it was all I had.\"\n\nHe sighed, and bent to the floor, gathering up his things. \"I suppose I'll start by seeing if any of the cities along this route has any information on incredibly beautiful gems. If that doesn't work, I'll head back to Emerson and see if he has anything to say.\"\n\nHe turned and made the bed slowly. \"People who sell jewels are quite the troublesome bunch.\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "As she listened to him speak, Johanna began to draw a conclusion, or at least form an idea. \"Asher! My brother Thalien is a jeweler in Ciola! I'm sure he would have word, or at least knowledge about any valuable gems, after all, he specialized in unique and uncommon gems and precious stones. I am certain that Thalien would know of this gem. Shall we journey to Ciola? Unlike myself, Thalien has chosen stay, as well as Chezaré. They would be at my home in the Artisan Square. If I asked him Thalien would certainly help us.\"\n\nHopefully, Asher would accept the idea, if not, Johanna wasn't sure where they should go then, and in particular, she wasn't sure how he would feel traveling to the epicenter of the civil war. After all, any citizens of noble rank spotted traveling in Sevitel were at risk of robbery or murder by the rebels.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher nodded slowly, his face lightening considerably as she spoke. \"Yes,\" he muttered, \"yes, that might actually work!\" He could have cheered as a rush of inspiration flowed through him. \"You're proving yourself already, miss Valor...Valiver...Johanna.\" There would be time for him to learn her actual name later. Why couldn't nobles have something simple, like Thyne? Thyne was a good, strong, easy to remember surname.\n\nBut instead, the rich and wealthy decided to ingrain titles and family names and hypens into their ancestry. It was such lunacy, though he couldn't blame Johanna for her family's decisions. He straightened from his bent position, a new fire kindled in his eyes. \"Of course, it means we'll be diving headfirst into a civil war, but I've dealt with worse. We'll probably want to leave as soon as we're able, before the refugees start to move again.\"\n\nHe glanced at her then. \"I assume you know the way to go?\" He sure didn't, and he didn't want to lead them in the wrong direction so early on the trip. Or ever, he hoped.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Asher nodded slowly, his face lightening considerably as she spoke. \"Yes,\" he muttered, \"yes, that might actually work!\" He could have cheered as a rush of inspiration flowed through him. \"You're proving yourself already, miss Valor...Valiver...Johanna.\" There would be time for him to learn her actual name later. Why couldn't nobles have something simple, like Thyne? Thyne was a good, strong, easy to remember surname.\n\nBut instead, the rich and wealthy decided to ingrain titles and family names and hypens into their ancestry. It was such lunacy, though he couldn't blame Johanna for her family's decisions. He straightened from his bent position, a new fire kindled in his eyes. \"Of course, it means we'll be diving headfirst into a civil war, but I've dealt with worse. We'll probably want to leave as soon as we're able, before the refugees start to move again.\"\n\nHe glanced at her then. \"I assume you know the way to go?\" He sure didn't, and he didn't want to lead them in the wrong direction so early on the trip. Or ever, he hoped.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "At first Johanna had wanted to embrace him from pure joy, how amazing this was!, but she contained herself soon after Asher asked her if she knew the way. Journeying back to Ciola, the thought made her feel weak in the knees. She escaped to save her life, and now she's diving back into the lion's pit only to be devoured alive. Unless, Johanna could pull the cloth over their faces, the rebels would certainly make an attempt on her life.\n\n\"Aye, I know the way. However there is just one problem...we can't enter the city directly like this. In fact, I feel that it would not be safe for us to enter the city through the main gate. That is where the rebels live, in the Lower District...and where I live as well. They know who I am by my face alone. No, I would have to create a disguise..\" Now, Johanna was just thinking aloud, she crossed her arms about her chest, and cupped her chin with one hand. She went silent for a minute or two before remembering who she had spoken to, and where she was, \"I'll figure that out later. As of right now, are there any supplies that you would like to acquire before setting off?\" Johanna asked him. \"If so, we should do it now, if not...then let's get on our way.\"", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher smiled genuinely, for the first time in what seemed like weeks. \"I like your thinking, miss Johanna. Of course, I'm sure there will be plenty of danger and more than a little bit of discomfort, but if you're willing to put up with that,\" he broke off and looked her up and down, \"and I do believe you are...well, then I see no reason to delay.\"\n\nHe stooped down, picked up his bags, and closed the fireplace doors. \"Shall we?\"\n\n---Skip Ahead---\n\nDay four. From what Johanna had told him, they still had a long way to go. Asher sighed, and held his hands up to the fire. It was still cold at night, and now they ran the added risk of being attacked by wolves, bears, or whatever animal decided they were easy prey out this far in the wilderness.\n\nStill, they weren't too badly off. Asher glanced to his left, and the twinkle of another campfire brought a slight reassurance to his mind. They were not alone: dozens of refugees off the main road had all set up camp here together. He looked back at Johanna. The light from the blaze caught her face in a warm caress, and not for the first time Asher caught himself admiring her features. He shrugged, laughing it off as a loner's curse.\n\nHe shifted slightly closer to his companion. \"Tell me something about your brothers. Ciola. Anything. Let's pass the time for a while before sleep.\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "For four days, Johanna and Asher traversed towards Ciola. She guided them from Serwyn's ornate saddle, recollecting the memories from the nights previously passed. Now, she sat next to Asher as they had only made camp hours before the sun set. During her pursuit to escape from Sevitel, Johanna had pushed herself to ride through the night. The more distance she covered, the better. Repeating the same exhaustive ride back to Ciola would certainly kill Serwyn, or he would go lame.\n\nThe heat from the fire warmed her hands, and as she rubbed them together with tenderness, Asher asked her to speak of her brothers. Smiling fondly, Johanna nodded more to herself than to Asher in agreement. Not only were Thalien and Chezaré her brothers, they were also her friends. \"Thalien is tall and dark-haired. He is a man of thoughts and words, which gives him a brooding atmosphere. I think he personally finds the company of stones and gems more entertaining than that with people. And Chezaré is just as tall, but his hair is the colour of sun-lit wheat. He is a ladies man by nature, which has cost him a broken nose on occasions. Chezaré is just as smart as Thalien, although he acts more like a rogue than a cartographer. Neither of my brothers have families, or at least not yet.\" She looked to Asher, her hazel eyes reflecting in the light of the fire, \"I pray tell that I haven't dulled your sense with my boring words.\" And here again, she smiled.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "A few, leaking tears flickered on Asher's cheeks. Johanna seemed so close to her brothers. Like a real family. He didn't even have parents. Emerson had been the closest thing, and even then, Asher had felt there were times when the two of them weren't connected. He'd never felt that familial bond. When she finished, he remained motionless, staring into the fire for a while.\n\n\"Oh, my apologies.\" Asher looked up, blinking away the tears. \"Your story was quite interesting, I promise. It seems you and your brothers are close.\" He turned away for a moment, trying to clear his eyes.*A true man is not afraid to cry, Asher, but he knows the time and place.*Emerson may not have been a total father, but he had been an excellent mentor. The time to cry was not now. He returned his gaze to the fire, and opened his mouth to speak.\n\nThen a scream ripped through the night air. Asher's head snapped to the right, where the noise had originated, and he leapt to his feet. A swirl of torches, high in the air, milled about near one of the other fires. \"Bandits,\" he growled. \"The bastards.\" He had heard stories about black-hearted people preying on the refugees, stripping them of even the smallest, trivial artifacts. They were worse than animals.\n\nHe started off, halted, and turned to Johanna. \"I can't tell you what to do, but if you wish to fight, there's a spare sword in my pack. Be careful.\" Off he went, his sword sliding from its scabbard. The sword was medium in length, a powerful metal-hybrid weapon he had procured during one of his several trips to Rohnad. The swords there were some of the finest he had encountered.\n\nSome of the raiders were on horseback, while some were on foot. Attacking the mounted would be suicide with sword like his, no matter how sharp and strong. Instead, he opted for a safer route. He stooped low, and grabbed a torch from the ground, lighting it in one of the fires. Then he leapt into the fray, swinging sword and fire alike, blinding the attackers and cutting them apart.\n\nHe tried to maim rather than kill, mainly because most of the bandits were simply the most desperate of the refugees, and because Emerson had once said,*Only a coward kills the enemy. A coward who sees only the enemy, and not the man. Though they would kill you, you may gain powerful friends with a bit of mercy.*And the man had been right--some of Asher's most steadfast allies had been enemies he had defeated in combat, through luck, skill, or concentration; he wasn't the best swordfighter, but he could handle himself in a fight.\n\nHe was more worried about Johanna. If she was injured, captured, or killed, he'd lose his best and only chance of finding what he sought. And, though he wasn't sure to admit it yet, he'd lose a friend.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Asher looked up at the woman, who had brilliantly neutralized the man in front of them. A grin broke on his face. \"Nice hit!\" He called, over the din, but there was work to be done. He wheeled around, bounding toward another marauder. With a spiral-web of steel and a sudden [i]snick[/s] the man shrieked and dropped his knife, clutching a wound on his side. It would heal.\n\n\"Stay near me!\" He shouted to Johanna, but he didn't know if she had heard. He decided to assume she had, and moved on to the next fire, where a man and woman struggled with a pair of particularly scraggy raiders.\n\nNone of the attackers seemed to be interested in hurting others, as desperate people were more interested in survival than murder. But the refugees also wanted to keep their belongings, and so the violence had begun escalating out of control. There were many, many bandits; more than Asher could count in the flickering fires.\n\nOut of the corner of his eye, he saw his unlikely partner, at least nearby. But behind her was another worry. To his slight surprise, a woman crept up on the other, with a wicked looking sickle winking in the flame light. An irrational flood of fear speared through him, and before he could even think, he ripped up his hand and hurled the weapon at the other woman.\n\nThe blade tumbled, end over end, through the air, streaking past Johanna, and smashing the woman in the face with the hilt. The blade whipped into her mid-rift, and Asher's blood went cold. The desperate, almost-feral woman had only been trying to survive, and he had very likely just killed her.\n\n\"You bastard!\" A man's voice burst from behind him, and then Asher's feet were swept out from under him by a medium sized, but incredibly dangerous looking man. Asher had no weapons, and the lean muscle beneath his aggressor's skin were reason enough for fear, even if the short blade in his right hand wasn't. \"You'll pay dearly for that, you monster.\"\n\nThe blade streaked downward, and a sudden pain exploded from Asher's stomach. The man was torturing him! The madman continued to cut a dozen shallow streaks in Asher's body, face, and arms. Asher could do nothing but take the pain, and pray for a miracle.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The man she had knocked unconscious tumbled noiselessly to the ground, dropping like a dead weight. At first, Johanna was tempted to investigate the man for the severity of his wounds, but she resisted as Asher called to her. She made her way over to Asher as quickly as she could, stumbling over fallen crates, and other precious items that the refugees deemed valuable to take with them, as she went. Johanna had unpinned the folds of her dress for the evening before the raiders sprang upon them. She had been caught off guard, the fabric from her gown hindered her movements.\n\nSuddenly, Asher hurled his dagger towards her. She covered her face in horror, crying aloud as she did so. How could he betray her now?! Yet when the blow from the hurled blade did not come, she uncovered her eyes and saw that Asher had not the intention to slay her. Looking over her shoulder, Johanna spotted a woman with his blade embedded in her abdomen. Now was not the time to get sick, Johanna told herself bitterly as she fought back an up-rise of bile. The sound of clanging metal, screams of the dying, of the helpless, the images of the scene unfolding at hand filled her head, nauseated her. Fighting to regain her senses, Johanna began to move hastily towards Asher once more, and as she came upon him, she found him upended by a rather large and burly man. Fear struck her dead in the heart. Surely she would die here, on this night.\n\nThe weak hearted woman fought back the urge to sit in the midst of the carnage and cry. Cry for her mother, for her brothers, for the comfort of her home, for the old familiar smells of her shop. Instead, a spark of courage, the flame for survival ignited. The man that tortured her partner relentlessly would be eliminated. She spotted the short-sword at her feet, it had fallen from her hands after she covered her eyes to hide herself away from the horror. Now, with the sword once again in her hands, she had to save her companions life, no matter the cost.\n\nSomewhere in the back of her mind, something clicked. One could call it her instincts, for she crept towards the man, timing her movements between each swing. And between each swing, she quickened her pace, until she was at a full sprint. Johanna approached him from behind, and with one quick thrust, she plunged the blade into his back, giving a frightening yell as she went. It was primal, filled with rage, and pain.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Johanna cut his assailant down.The nerveless corpse slid to one side, and Asher gasped from the sudden influx of air to his tormented lungs. Every cut on his body burned with agony, but the bastard had decided to toy with him first, so his injuries weren't too horrible.\n\nHis chest heaving with exertion, he slowly, painfully sat up. He couldn't fight anymore, not like this. The raiders were still attacking, and he was down. He'd done all he could. The pain was fuzzing up his mind.\n\nIn his haze, he saw Johanna above him, looking frightfully attractive. A sort of aura shimmered over her skin, and for that moment, Asher wondered what he hadn't seen before. He wanted to protect her. He had to. If only his blasted arms would work. \"I'm sorry,\" he croaked, the words lost to the noise around him. Then the first explosion erupted from the ground.\n\nA massive fireball, the size of a house, leapt up into the air, the heat burning against Asher's open wounds. The shock of the flame gave him the strength to sit up, and he noted, with some astonishment, the cloaked and hooded figures which now stood near the flame, one with his hand out, palm up.*Fire*leapt from his fingertips, actual fire.\n\nThe attack halted momentarily, and then a one of the newcomers rushed forward, and jumped on a bandit. A blast of lightning jumped from the newcomer's hands, searing the poor raider's face shut. He dropped silently.\n\nThe battle rapidly ended then. These supernatural men--Magi! They wered called Magi--quickly dispatched the few bandits stupid enough to fight. Asher saw flames and lightning jump from hands, and the Magi seemed to simply disappear into the dark at will. It was terrifying, yet oddly awe-inspiring.\n\n\"Step aside, young lady.\" From above him came a voice: one of the Magi. He could tell. \"I will tend to him.\"\n\nA soothing feeling came over one of the cuts, then another, and soon all of the pain had been swept away. The Magi simply touched him where he was injured, and the wounds sealed themselves. \"Keep him safe,\" said the voice. Then the cloaked man disappeared again.\n\nAsher groaned, relieved. \"Johanna, thank you. So, so much. Ouch, damn it.\" He reached out and took her hand in his, grateful, truly grateful for the first time, that she was with him. \"You have no idea how much I appreciate that.\" He scowled at the flames and sparks and shadows. \"It looks like the battle is almost over. Let's just sit tight for a moment.\"", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"I don't know what he did.\" Asher slowly sat up, reaching for one of the wounds. To his surprise, the skin felt smooth and unmarked, yet he could feel the throbbing beneath the surface beginning to return, however slight. \"Whatever they did, it didn't heal my injury, just the skin. I'm not going to be fighting any battles for a while, yet.\"\n\nAfter a few more moments, Asher slowly got his feet under him once more, straightening to his full height. Then he promptly fell against Johanna, supporting himself though his will and her help. She was a strange mix of hard and soft, and Asher was confused for a moment by the flash of emotion he felt. \"Sorry,\" he grunted, but he was unable to make any move to stand on his own. He could walk, but only just.\n\nHe glanced over to one side, where a pair of horses stood, paralyzed with fear. Their owner lay dead at their feet: he wouldn't need them anymore. \"Come on,\" he sighed. \"We'll need to be mounted if we're going to keep up with the Magi, in my condition.\"\n\nOnly a half-formed plan bounced around his head. There might be a way he could use these Magi.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Her companion gave her a startling response, whomever that mysterious man was, healed the surface of the skin, but not the injury. The notion alone confounded her. She didn't have long to think about it, because Asher had risen to his feet, and rather unsteadily at that too. By instinct, she followed his lead, standing upright just in time to catch him. He wasn't overly heavy, not that she expected him to be, so her job of guiding him wasn't much of a burden.\n\nHe pointed out two horses that were readily available to use. Before she moved, Johanna placed her fingers in her mouth and whistled a short tune. With that, she slipped her arm around Asher's back, pulling him tightly to her hip, and pulled his other arm across her shoulders, holding even tighter to his hand. Together, they moved to the two horses that were saddled. As Johanna and Asher neared them, Serwyn, came trotting through the smoke and fire up to the two horses, and waited patiently alongside the other horses.\n\n\"Here. I can boost you up if you need me to.\" Johanna snatched the reins of one of the horses, a chestnut steed, and pulled the horse closer to them. She let go of Asher and held the horse still by grasping the horn of the saddle. Extending her free arm, she gestured for him to mount before stooping slightly to prepare to boost him up into the saddle. If he chose not to, then she would simply depart to mount Serwyn. \"Should we bring the other horse with us? He might be of use to us later.\" Johanna asked.", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "\"Yes, I think you're right.\" Asher grunted as he hefted himself up on to the horse, with Johanna's help. \"Thank you,\" he hissed, still cursing at the internal aches and pains. Hopefully they would fade, but he would be damn uncomfortable until then. \"Let's bring him along. One of these horses may get tired, and we also might be able to make use of a pack horse.\" Then he realized something: the Magi weren't moving.\n\nThe idea that Asher had suddenly burst to the surface. He slid off the horse again. \"Let's try to follow these Magi. For one thing, we'll be safe while we're near them. But I think...\" here Asher tapped his chin. \"I think they might be heading in the same direction as we are. They also might know a whole treasure trove of information.\" He paused. Appropriate words, 'treasure trove'. \"If we work at it well enough, we might be able to find something useful for*our*ordeal.\"\n\nThe night was only just beginning, and it didn't seem like the Magi were going to be leaving any time soon. \"Here's what we'll do, for now.\" Asher chose his words with care. At the beginning of the venture, Johanna had been a tagalong, with him calling the shots. But now, having save each others lives, and spoken at great length, they were friends, and comrades. Asher didn't want to overstep his bounds. \"Sleep in turns, keeping watch for either more bandits, or the Magi's departure. If they're still here in the morning, excellent. We'll begin following them whenever they decide to move, and see what we can find out.\"\n\nHe grimaced with pain. \"If you don't mind, could you take the first watch?\" Hoping she'd agree, Asher limped back to their campsite, reignited the fire after a few failed attempts, and promptly fell into the tent he had hastily pitched, drained and exhausted.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null }, { "text": "The traumatizing events of the night did not have long to sink into her thoughts when Asher had asked her to take first watch. At first, after Asher retired to his tent for the first part of the watch, Johanna waited until silence filled the air. Her thoughts were rampant, she needed to take a walk. Before leaving, Johanna collected a small bundle of sticks and twigs to feed the fire while she away, with that she departed, taking nothing more than the shortsword. She back-tracked her way through the scorched campsite of the refugees. Johanna wasn't sure as to why she had even bothered to come back. She examined the dead, and found the woman that Asher had slain. Kneeling beside the corpse, Johanna cast a backwards glance over her shoulder before exploring the woman's pocket-folds. Johanna fished out two copper coins, marked with Sevitel origins, and peculiar red bottle. The bottle itself was no larger than her palm in length wise. Tucking the bottle away into her own dress folds, Johanna rose to her feet and continued to explore the camp.\n\nNot much time had passed until Johanna had reached the outskirts of the battle, where the explosion occurred. The landscape was charred with blackness, blood, and the stench of death. At the sight of such travesty, she couldn't help but to feel grief. The internal war in Sevitel had dire consequences on its people, that higher class were not aware of still.\n\nHer thoughts wandered again, and while they wandered, Johanna lost herself in the surroundings. Before long she had made it to the edge of a campsite. Subconsciously, she was surprised that she had even discovered it by herself without any previous knowledge of its location. Crouching behind a low shrub, Johanna held her breath in hope that she had not been heard. She had discovered the campsite of the strange hooded people. From her location, she could see five hooded figures huddled around their fire talking in low, hushed tones. She couldn't quite pick out their mumbled speech. But she could see just as well. On one of the arms of the figures, there was a strange glove like device. Beneath the forearm, an empty glass bottle was strapped to the arm, she could even see strange copper coloured wire running along the fingertips and towards the bottle. How strange. Johanna had never lain eyes upon such a strange and unique device before. But what was it? Magic? A weapon of some sort? And then a nagging thought began to eat at her, was this device the cause of the massive explosion? Johanna decided to return to her own camp before she risked discovery.\n\nSlipping away into the night without a sound, Johanna made her way back to camp. Upon her return, she found that the fire had dwindled, so she immediately set upon the task of feeding the flames with the sticks and twigs she had collected before hand. She decided that she would wait awhile longer before going to wake Asher for his watch. After all, she was wide awake, and her mind disturbed by the evenings events. Taking time to collect her thoughts and organize them into a less chaotic mess would give her peace of mind for the time. She pulled her knees close to her chest and stared deeply into the blue heart of the fire that crackled noisily.\n\n[i]\"", "username": "MacabreFox", "char_name": "Johanna Valerivicus" }, { "text": "Asher slept like a log. For hours he practically snored. Then he woke up, groaning and hissing with discomfort as his injuries stung and his stiff muscles complained. He would never travel again after this. It was an oath he intended to keep. For sure. Not like last time.\n\nHe slowly inched his way free of the tent, stumbling over to the fire. \"Sorry about the wait. Why didn't you wake me?\"\n\nHe sat down at the fire with her, looking into the flames the same as her. He received no response.\"Johanna?\" he tried again, looking at her rather than the fire.\n\nShe looked as if something had happened to her in the time he had been asleep. He had no idea what, but he did know that he wanted to help. \"Something on your mind?\" He asked.", "username": "ML", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "(OOC: You don't have to make a cs if you don't want to ^^)\n\nFor the first time since she arrived on Earth, Allura was blessed with peaceful dreams instead of the usual nightmares or meetings with her boss that watched from above. For once, she stayed fast asleep until the rays of the morning sun kissed her face, gently luring her from her dreaming state. When she first opened her eyes, the angel was slightly confused. She was in an unfamiliar house, yet she did not feel as if she was in any immediate danger. Glancing to her right, she noticed Akira sleeping away in a chair. Allura wondered if he had been uncomfortable but, from the relaxed look on his face, she figured that his night was as good as her own.\n\nSuddenly, she heard humming in another room of the cozy little home and it was soon followed by the sound of someone cooking. Sure enough, Allura got a whiff of something delicious and felt her mouth water in hunger, even though it is not necessary for her to eat food to survive. When was the last time she smelled something so appetizing as that? With that in mind, she slowly began to get out of bed, which was no easy task since her fast healing wounds were still a bit sore from her treatment. Allura managed to get on her feet without waking Akira and soon began to shuffle out of the room as quietly as possible. Once she was out into the hallway, the angel followed the smell of cooking food until she found what she'd been looking for: the kitchen.\n\nInside, the elderly woman who treated her wounds the night before was busy cooking away on her iron cast stove. Pieces of meat were sizzling in its own grease in an iron skillet while a pot of something yummy boiled right beside it. Meanwhile, the woman was busy pulling out a tray of hand rolled biscuits. The sight was enough to make Allura drool on herself and she didn't notice that she was staring until the elderly woman cleared her throat. \"Are you hungry, dear?\" She asked in a motherly tone and the angel flushed slightly in embarrassment. \"I...uh...yes...\" She mumbled and shuffled over to the table but did not sit down immediately. \"Do you need help with anything?\" The angel inquired politely; she thought it was only right to offer her service to the woman who so kindly let her stay in her home.\n\n\"Oh no, darling, I've got it. You just go on and take a seat there. I'll go on a fix your plate.\" Allura looked at the woman and was about to protest but soon realized that she was a stubborn one; so she sat down at the table, careful not to hit her thighs in the process. \"How does your legs feel?\" The elderly woman asked as she piled a spoonful of porridge, a fried strip of meat and two biscuits on a plate for Allura. \"I'm still a bit sore, but I believe that I'm nearly fully healed now.\" The angel replied with a smile and eagerly accepted the plate from, but she didn't dig into her food. Not just yet. \"May I ask who taught you how to treat wounds like that?\" The old woman smiled a sad smile as she poured the both of them a cup of fresh milk.\n\n\"Ah, my husband did. You see, I met him when I was about your age actually. I could tell that he was like no other man that I'd ever met before as soon as I laid my eyes on him.\" A far away look crossed the woman's face and Allura could see that she still loved her husband as much as she did back then. \"I would sneak out of my parents home to look at stars in the night sky with him or to simply enjoy the midnight air.\n\nYes, he was a mysterious one but I loved him regardless. A year or two passed and he proposed to me; of course my parents were a bit skeptical at first but I eventually convinced them to let me marry him.\" She added with a soft laugh before continuing on. \"However, it was the night before out wedding that he revealed that he wasn't human at all. I was a bit confused at first--hell, I hadn't heard of angels and demons much before that day--but then he showed me his true form and I had no choice but to believe him. He thought I would hate him, that I would run away in disgust, but I didn't. I loved the man too much and we still got married as planned the next day.\n\nWe could never have children, but it was fine with just the two of us and I enjoyed learning all about the world that I didn't know existed...that is, until people began to notice how I aged but he didn't. It was about 10 years ago when they finally found out that my husband was a demon. They stormed our home one night and set it on fire. My husband helped me escape while holding back both the people and the fire but he was eventually overwhelmed and killed.\" A sad sigh escaped the woman's lips and she paused to take a sip of her milk before continuing. \"I've been living here alone ever since then but it's not as bad as it sounds...especially since you and your little friend arrived her last night....speaking of which, there he is now.\" She said with a smile that still held a hint of sadness and gestured for Akira to come and take a seat.\n\n\"Come, sit. We have things to discuss this morning.\"", "username": "HiddenBeauty13", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Akira managed to sleep right through until morning, relatively undisturbed. The best nights sleep he'd had in a long time, despite its un-comfortable location. As he wakes he raises his head slowly his eyes still heavy as he catches a glimpse of Allura shuffling passed him. He shifts his body so that he's sitting up straight and stretches out his arms and legs loosening up his tense muscles \"Time to rise I guess\" He mumbles out with a yawn as he pushes himself up to his feet. He stares at the doorway, he did not crave what awaited him on the other side, questions, explanations, stories, and for what? They wouldn't be here long what point was there for chit-chat? A sigh escapes him as it appeared Allura was not coming back any time soon.\n\nHe approaches the doorway about to step out into the hall until he hears Allura and the woman talking bringing him to a stop. He listens intently to the exchange of words allowing a few moments to pass before sighing once more and stepping out into the room. The smell of cooked food was dominating the air and he was surprised it had escaped him until now. Too eager to ignore his surroundings then embrace them it would seem. His thoughts circled around in his mind and he almost completely missed being addressed by the old woman. His gaze stops on Allura and he passes her a smile before heading towards the table. He remains silent until he reaches it. \"It's their fear you know?\" Akira breaks his own silence with the evidence he was eavesdropping. \"Their fear of the unknown is what drives them to hating his kind. Although the majority do no favours for the minorities that include your husband.\" He looks to Allura as he takes a seat at the table \"Angels however, they're the mythical doers of good. If the populous knew that they were real, well then there would be chaos.\" He smiles softly to her once more. \"Though of course not the same kind of chaos that is seen to be brought by my kind.\"\n\nAkira makes a start on his food before looking over to the woman \"As much as it probably won't joy you to hear this, we won't be able to stay long, we've got important business that must be attended to. However whilst we're here I'd be grateful if you could point me in the right direction of a competent smithy. If you're willing to share the information we need so that we don't wonder around aimlessly, then I suppose there's no harm in given you information about us. However, I will not compromise myself, if you ask the wrong questions then I'm afraid I'll have to refuse your answer.\" His outlook on being cooperative still hadn't changed even after hearing the woman's story but this was as much for her protection as it was their own, for knowledge would always serve as a reason for bloodshed.", "username": "akirashadow", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "Allura was about to respond to Akira's suggestion when a man came up to him and began to speak very rudely to the demon. While Allura was fuming on the inside, she was surprised to see that her companion was able to keep calm throughout the entire ordeal and she began to wonder if he was actually the angel here. \"That was very uncalled for....but I'm glad that you didn't feed into that man's anger. I think he was waiting for you to hit him or something.\" She said with a grateful smile and felt her own anger receding from her body. \"But yes, let's go on and get the rest of our supplies before we have another encounter like that.\"\n\nWith that goal in mind, Allura reached over and gently grabbed Akira's hand before tugging him forward through the crowd. However, people seemed to make an effort to stay away from the two as they walked, which made Allura's task of leading much easier than it had been before. Plus, she could actually see where she was going this time. Eventually, both her eyes and nose brought her to a vendor who was roasting meat of various kinds and sizes over a huge fire in order to make the meat tougher, which in turn would make it last longer. As they approached, the vendor glanced up at Allura with a look that made her glare. Apparently he did not get the memo that he was supposed to 'hate' the newcomers. \"What can I get for you today, miss?\" He inquired smoothly as he chopped up a bigger piece of meat in order to make smaller ones.\n\n\"I would like a few of your cooked meat there.\" The angel said, gesturing to the ones slow cooking over the fire. \"I can get it for you...how much of it do you want, though?\" He asked, wiping his bloodied hands on his already bloody apron. Allura turned to Akira with a raised eyebrow. \"How much do you think we should get? It has to be enough to keep us full for a while.\" She added with a slight smile. She honestly had no idea much they should get, so she hoped that Akira would be able to help her determine a sensible amount.", "username": "HiddenBeauty13", "char_name": "Lance Hellbourne" }, { "text": "Akira is willingly pulled through the market until he allows himself to walk alongside Allura with their hands still intertwined. It didn't take long for them to come to a vendor of meats. The smell had grown progressively stronger as they approached until they had finally came to be before it. As Allura inquired to Akira how much they should get the first question that sprung naturally to mind was. \"How far's the next town, or village from here?\" His tone and expression seemed very much well practised as though it was something he'd ask everyday. \"For the amount we need lays within this knowledge.\"\n\"Well now.\" The vendor addresses Akira's question. \"That depends entirely which way you pair are headed.\"\n\"We're something of the adventuring sort, although our true goal lies to the north we're open to whichever route seems the most wise.\"\n\"In that case, I'd advise you head west if you want to remain near civilization and well walked trade routes. The next town that way is usually two days...\"\n\"Well then that's not so bad eh?\" Akira asks passing Allura a smile.\n\"That's two days by horse back, otherwise you're looking closer to a week.\"\n\nThe fact that the supposed 'next town' was a weeks travel away seemed somewhat strange to Akira, especially one supposedly on a well walked trade route. 'He's lying' Volkran insisted in Akira's head 'Allow me to handle this...' Akira grips Allura's hand hard as his eyes flick to a red colour. He stands staring at the vendor for a moment, looking the man in the eyes. \"Hey are you ok? You don't look so well.\" The vendor queried, upon hearing which Akira shut his eyes, and upon opening them they had returned to normal, his grip on Allura's hand softens down once more. \"What of the village to the east?\" Akira asked and the vendor gave him a strange look.\n\"For a stranger to this area you seem to know your way around.\"\n\"Sure there's a village to the east only a day away by foot but...\" The vendor shook his head. \"Listen kids you don't want to go that way.\"\n\"Why not what's out that way?\"\n\"Well the forest on the edge of this town continues to the east along the route to the next town, there's a crypt about halfway. People that have come to this town from that direction often tell stories of what they've seen coming out of that place.\"\n\nAkira looks to Allura and just softly says loud enough for her to hear \"That actually might be worth heading out.\" Before raising his voice once more for the vendor to hear him. \"I understand your concern, and knowing of trade routes you probably know better than I do on how much of this meat we'll need per day of travelling... Give us enough for three days supplies.\" The vendor shook his head before turning and getting the cuts of meat that had been requested by Allura area.\n\"You're making a mistake kid, no matter how much that merchants paying you to go to that place\" Akira listened to these words from the vendor though didn't enquire about them, another lead worth checking it would seem, two birds with one stone. Akira paid the vendor with the required amount of gold before taking the wrapped meat with his free hand and tugging Allura softly to indicate that they were making a move once more. \"You kids be careful what ever you choose to do!\" the vendor called out as the pair left.\nAkira shook his head before looking to Allura. \"Heh... how they little they know, all thinking we're still so young. Well I suppose there's at least one gift from being what we are.\" Akira looked up the street in the direction they were heading seeing the familiar sign of a tavern, he began leading Allura toward it.", "username": "akirashadow", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Allura listened intently as the two men exchanged information. She, too, was glad to hear that the nearest town was only two days away but became confused when the man added that it would be a week long travel by foot. Of course, she didn't mind walking, but that seemed a little odd and something was nagging at her that maybe the vendor was not exactly telling them the truth. Allura was momentarily distracted from her thoughts as Akira's hand tightened slightly around her own, making her blink slightly in surprise. As she glanced over at him, she noticed that his eyes had suddenly went from its usual color to red and the angel could immediately tell what was going on.*Apparently that water in his lungs has warn off enough to allow the demon to gain enough strength to take over his body once more.*She thought with a slightly worried look on her face but was relieved to see that Akira had retuned to normal and the rest of the conversation continued without further incident.\n\n\"Yeah, I guess so.\" Allura replied a little while later to Akira's comment then found herself thinking about her seemingly younger appearance. It's true that she'd been turned from human to angel when she was only about twenty years old, making her look young, but in actuality, Allura was nearly a hundred years old now. Shaking the thought away, the angel focused on their new destination: the tavern. She could hear the rowdy laughter of men and women way before they were even at the door and Allura already deemed this a place she would not willingly go into, but in order to lay low for a while, she figured that this would be the best place for the two to go.\n\nHowever, as soon as they walked inside, a hush fell over the crowd that was already there and all eyes turned to them. Allura could do nothing but stare back until, thankfully, most seemed to loose interest in them and return to their own conversations. Though the angel couldn't shake the feeling that someone was still staring at the them as she led Akira over to the nearest empty table. Luckily, it was in the corner so they could have a little bit of privacy while they were here.\n\nAfter sliding into the booth across from Akira, the angel smiled over to him. \"Well, this should be fun?\" Her voice held only a bit of sarcasm, but it wouldn't be hard to pick up on. Just as she was able to add another to that question, a woman dressed in simple clothing walked over to their table with a fake smile on her face. It was very clear that she didn't want them there too. \"Would you two like some wine while you're here?\" Allura glanced over to her companion and raised an eyebrow.*Would ordering wine help us to fit in more? Or would declining it make them more weary of us? Could the wine possible be poisoned?*All these thoughts and plenty more seemed to flood the angel's mind all at once. After being away from human civilization for decades, Allura wasn't all too sure on what to do in certain situations, especially ones like this.", "username": "HiddenBeauty13", "char_name": "Lance Hellbourne" }, { "text": "As Akira sits down at the table he returns Allura's smile with one of his own. \"heh just try to enjoy it.\" He replies \"This is only the first of many we're likely to come to in our travels.\" As the woman approached the table Akira could tell from her body language alone that she wasn't happy with the pair being here. Unfortunately for her though she wasn't exactly in a job where she could pick and choose who she dealt with. Akira looks to Allura noticing her confused look from the woman's question. Akira leans towards Allura ans whispers. \"Don't worry I know how to handle this.\" Akira sits back again as he passes Allura as mischievous smile. He turns himself in his chair to face the woman who was still awaiting their reply. \"You know you don't need to pretend that you want us here, you're extremely bad at performing in such a way that I could see your hate for us from the moment you walked over. But you see here's the deal...\"\n\"Well this should be interesting.\" The woman mutters under her breath an un-welcoming glare still in her eyes,\n\"You are going to serve the drinks that we want to drink, not whatever is cheapest or in the largest quantity where the quality is so poor that none of your regular patrons are interested. You will serve us what we want because, as you should well know we're more important then your regulars as we hold the key to you reputation.\" Akira winks at Allura as he pauses for a moment, the woman not answering back, as he thought would be the case before he continued. \"Obviously you don't have to do this. But if you don't we'll simply take our business to one of your more welcoming competitors in town that are grateful for our patronage. I'll take no pride but have no quarrel in sending your reputation into the dirt through speaking the good word of how poorly you treat passers by.\"\n\"That's not true!\" The woman snaps at Akira. \"We just don't want you here!\" her words drew the attention of some patrons, whether or not they were locals was beyond Akira's ability to tell.\n\n\"You're right in that respect but do you really think people will come listen to your side of the story, whatever your reason is for hating us, after a Demon Hunter tells them of how badly he was treated?\" Akira smiles to Allura wondering to himself how much more the woman would listen to.\n\"You're no hunter, hunters only work with other hunters, she doesn't bare their mark.\"\n\"She doesn't bear their mark as she is my underling, and as such it is her role to observe and learn from me, she was injured due to that damnation of a creature that your town has left lingering in that cave without sending any word to us!\" Akira reaches into his pocket pulling out a folded piece of parchment and shoving it into the woman's hands. \"That is but a portrait given from a witness to the creature after it killed their brother due to your towns cowardice!\" lies upon lies, Allura was no apprentice and Akira had his reasons for wanting to pass through the caves the fact to that the fallen had summoned the demon to his side had only made Akira's job even easier whilst he was there. He calms himself down in his moment of reflection before continuing. \"Now I don't know about my companion, but I would like a tankard of ale, and don't think that there is any chance you'll be paid more then its price, if you try to rip me off I'll know.\" The woman still baring her anger remains silent before looking to Allura, composing her before asking.\n\"And what would you like to drink miss?\" Akira claps sarcastically at the woman before finishing his piece by saying.\n\"Now that... that is more convincing.\"", "username": "akirashadow", "char_name": null } ]

[ { "text": "\"My life before now...\" Allura mumbled softly to herself as memories that she usually kept hidden came flooding back to her. Biting her lip, she considered avoiding the question but, since Akira hadn't held anything back, the angel thought that it would only be fair that she do the same.\n\n\"Well, I grew up on a farm that was way too far away from a town similar to this one, so we had to grow our own food and raise animals to get the resources that we needed. I was the middle child of eleven kids so I usually got over looked by everyone else, especially since I didn't act like my siblings did. That didn't bother me as much since I had my animals. Life was pretty pleasant for me.\"\n\nAllura paused for a moment to take a swig of her ale, mentally preparing herself for what she was about to say next.\n\n\"Then, one day, one of the animals got loose somehow and I went to look for him on my own. It was a mistake, a horrible mistake. As I was searching near the lake, a man appeared out of no where, asking me if I needed help with whatever I was doing. Feeling suspicious, I said no and proceeded to look around for the lost puppy bit as soon as I turned my back to him, he grabbed me and pushed me into the lake. I had no trouble swimming but, when someone is holding you down beneath the water, that's another story. I don't know why he did it nor if my family ever found me.\"\n\nThe angel signed softly to herself before bringing the cup of ale up to her lips and drinking heavily so that she could blame the tears in the corner of her eyes on the fiery liquid instead. Telling the origin of her existence always did that to her. \"So now I'm here, drinking ale with you.\" Allura concluded with a sad smile.", "username": "HiddenBeauty13", "char_name": null }, { "text": "\"I'm sorry to hear that, and to have brought it up.\" Akira says apologetically upon hearing Allura's story. \"It seems we have both have to experience great pain in our past which has put us here in our present.\" Akira held a strong belief in fate, although that belief wasn't so much his as it had been forced upon him by Volkran, the demons very presence had, overtime, manipulated and warped his personality with regards to certain aspects.\n'So now do you understand?' The demon asks the thought swimming in Akira's mind. 'Tragedy merely acts as a magnet for more tragedy, you mortals, well what's left of your mortalities are drawn to one another by your similar pasts.' Akira's lips move as Volkran speaks in his mind though no words are spoken, it was merely a mimicry that sometimes occurred as the body tried to match the mind. Akira snap himself back before looking to Allura. \"I'm sorry that we had to be drawn to one another by such horrible circumstances. Although our current predicament welcomes those circumstances back into both our lives.\" There was a slight pause followed by a small twist in Akira's voice when he follows up with \"But without a creature such as me in existence you would both remained oblivious to one another.\" Volkran spoke quietly so as to not draw attention from the other patrons within the tavern. \"Your family draws near... as does his, consider this your lucky day. Due to you... healing his wounds I'll get to have my fun soon enough and therefore I owe you this much.\"\n\nThe demon relinquishes control but Akira was completely oblivious to the fact it just happened as he looks at Allura and just simply asks \"What?\" It felt as though he was on the receiving end of a cold stare, though what he'd done to deserve it was beyond him. He tries to ignore it as he smiles to Allura changing the subject from the more morbid one they were recently in \"We should probably sort you out with some new camping gear after we re-visit the smithy... then I don't know, maybe return to that old woman's house? She'll probably want us staying there, and I'm not surprised, if I stayed here I'd be up all night making sure no one was trying to slit our throats.\" He looks down before mumbling \"What good that'll do 'em.\" He stretches his arms before picking up the tankard and knocking against Allura's once again \"I guess from now we should avoid the past and think only of the now and the future, it'll probably prove more enjoyable.\" Although a terrible one, he was attempting to liven up the mood between them, to potentially get it to the type of mood that should be experienced. After all, maybe that would bring an end to the staring if people believed for even a moment that they were normal. They'd only believe Akira's story for so long.", "username": "akirashadow", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Allura listened to Akira with a slightly raised eyebrow. Fate? It was something that she didn't necessarily believe in but she did agree with the fact that something had brought her and the demon together. She didn't know the reason why but she figured that it would be revealed in due time. Silently, the angel watched as Akira seemed to talk to himself but knew that he was in fact, talking to the demon. She was even able to catch a few words or so, though it startled Allura slightly when the demon managed to take over Akira's body for a few moments, talking about something that sent a chill down her spine.\n\nHer family? Here? That couldn't be true. It had been nearly a century since Allura last saw her family and, although her last memory of being mortal was very vivid and clear, she could not remember her family's faces that well. Not to mention that both her parents and siblings were probably dead at this point, leaving just the great grand children. However, that did not mean that Allura would be able to recognize them as they probably looked way different from their ancestors. The angel was so deep into her thoughts that she barely registered the fact that Akira was now back in control and talking about something that needed her response. She didn't snap out of her trance until he knocked his cup lightly against her own.*Maybe I should try to move on and focus more on the future for now...worrying about what that demon said will not do me any good.*\n\nWith that thought in mind, she looked over to Akira and smiled. \"Yeah, you're right.\" She agreed before moving to take another sip of her ale. However, it was only then that she realized that the cup was now empty. \"Hm, I guess I ran out of that drink.\" Giggling a bit, she pushed her cup off to the side and then placed her hands in her lap. Once again, the table fell silent and, oddly enough, Allura could feel herself getting nervous. Of course, she'd been prepared book wise on how to talk to the common folk about how to get somewhere or other general, information seeking questions. Though, what she lacked was experience with dealing with other, less formal situations.\n\nJust when the angel had decided on what she wanted to say next, a loud thud echoed throughout the tavern and, as she looked up, Allura realized that it was a pair of men having a knife throwing contest; from the looks of it though, they weren't doing so well. \"Hey, is it normal if we throw knives too?\" She asked her companion excitedly. Allura knew that she could hit the target head on, unlike those two drunken fools who were going at it now.", "username": "HiddenBeauty13", "char_name": null }, { "text": "Akira looks over toward the direction of the noise. A typical game played within taverns, although its players were usually drunk out of their minds and would come close to hurting someone, most of the times themselves every time they played it. He returns Allura's smile before explaining. \"In a tavern pretty much anything is normal, order isn't exactly held up in these places as it's more likely to scare away potential patrons.\" He smiles once more before continuing. \"If you want to join in, I won't stop you... just know you won't have to beat them, that won't be a challenge, you'll need to beat me.\" With that Akira reaches down to his left boot and pulls the hidden blade from its sheath as he brings it up and softly jabs it into the table so that it stands on its own. It was a very common defensive weapon for any hunter or adventurer a dagger hidden within their boots in a sheath that was purposely shaped in when the boots were originally made to keep its identity hidden. \"So how about it? Think you can take me down?\" Akira asks, though instead of waiting for an answer he stands up resting his hand on the grip of the dagger pulling it from its resting place as he walked over towards the other partakers.\n\nOn his way over however Akira comes to abrupt stop as he notices something out of the corner of his eye, he turns to face a board which had paper pinned to it by all different forms of tools and broken weapons, it was a bounty board. His eyes quickly skip across the bounties 1 by 1 and he lets out a sigh of relief when he notices his own was not among them. \"They haven't been here then.\" He mutters to himself as he continues to make his way other. When he makes it to the side of the tavern where the board was the laughing and joking of the other players soon die down upon his arrival.\n\"What.*hic* whada you want *hic*?\" one of the onlookers is the first to speak, fortunately for him, and all the other players it would seem he wasn't take part.\n\"Me and my... apprentice\" Akira speaks as he turns his head to look to Allura who was making her way over. \"We'd like to join you all in your game here?\"\n\"Why would we want to play with you?\" One of the more sober players asked.\n\"Because, we're hunters if you want to make some real gold you want to play against us.\" Akira looks the other players up and down. \"Not these... farmhands and... well I don't know what he does for a living, a wannabe adventurer mayhaps?\"\n\"You'd dare insult us in our own town?!\" one of the other partakes responds angrily to Akira's minor insult.\n\"But of course, I have to provide you with some sort of drive to win. Afterall I wouldn't win anything if you walked away after the first game due to a lack of determination.\"\n\"Well excuse me mr hunter.\" One of the players remarks as he prods the corroding studs of Akria's armour. \"But you don't look very rich to me in that attire.\"\n\"Looks can be deceiving my friend.\" Akira notices Allura had arrived and puts an arm over her shoulder hugging her towards him. \"If I didn't have gold how was I to convince this beautiful young lady to become an apprentice hunter.\"\n\nThe other players turn to look to one another and huddle around as they whisper and exchange words quietly. As they turn away Akira moves his arm away from Allura, as much as it gave him a comforting warmth he didn't want to make her un-comfortable. \"Don't worry.\" Akira whispers to Allura \"We've got this one in the bag easily, there's no way they'll back down from this challenge.\" He passes Allura a cocky smile as he awaits the players to cast their verdict. It was certainly going to prove a most interesting game when it would be down to just the two of them.", "username": "akirashadow", "char_name": null } ]