[IC] Dragon Ball: Legacy (Mogtaki and Vena Sera)

[Mogtaki]

Kiton didn’t think it was a big deal that he should eat, seeing how there was probably food on the ship he could take without them having to spend time searching the forests for whatever might be out and roaming. He didn’t know what any of the wildlife tasted like from this planet and probably didn’t know if it was going to be good for him or at all tasty, then again this planet was pretty colourful so the wildlife was probably going to taste sweet and be colourful too. He didn’t know if this place was dangerous so food from the ship seemed good enough, so long as he was allowed some. “All those tiny details…sounds pretty complicated. I wouldn’t know a tuft of fur from a plant”, he sighed, looking around but saw nothing. “You said you’ve been here before though. Didn’t you see much wildlife around or were you more into seeing that city?”

Viral groaned, hardly in the mood for the lighter talk. If Aito was going to give him that then he was going to have to try harder with him. “You’ll be doing nothing until you actually start treating me instead of carrying on with this nonsense. This doesn’t help me in any way to talk about the past and what is already gone…” He didn’t really know what made Aito act out like that or what he was saying, simply wondering what the hell was going on and why he would think a Saiyan would have sense or not try to take advantage of something that was already available to him. The King did what any man in power would do and that was to take something that had power and try to control it. Staring at Aito as if thinking the man forgot he was there he quickly looked to the door as well, seeing Vegeta had arrived. Just great, the guy actually did get the call to come down. Watching him carefully he frowned when he got so close, slowly moving back on his bed. “I don’t have anything to ask until you start talking…” he spoke before sighing, looking away, “It wasn’t my idea for this to happen…”

T’charrl somewhat thought he should just try and get off the subject if it was causing him this much stress to worry about it, but he didn’t have anyone besides Yumi to talk about it properly and she was too busy to talk about it with him. It was his usual anxiety that made it worse than it should’ve been, like being told he had a problem but being unable to do anything about it. Rubbing at his chest he turned slightly, looking around to try and distract his mind. “Uhh, their training? I don’t know, I don’t even know what it is really and Shu’s didn’t seem very well controlled and wouldn’t they try to have him under control too?” It only made sense, but maybe that just meant they couldn’t remember how they were trained if they were possibly trained as children. This wasn’t going very well for him as he thought it through. “Uhh, it might be, but it seems like it’s completely different than what I have. What if there really isn’t a way? Ohh, this is…this isn’t looking terribly good…or feeling terrible good. I should have hope and faith in my friends, but why do I have such a hard time believing I can do it?”

[GambolMuse]

"It's not that complicated, and how do you get those two mixed up? Fur is hair, fruit is... Fruit, two totally different things," Takeshi responded, frowning as he tried dropping down some to be closer to the forest floor, "I guess just look for the actual animals, I'll keep an eye out for markings down here, okay?" No sense in making the new guy do all the hard stuff, as chances were anyways he was bound to overlook something; with Uuonoe being an alien world and all it might be tougher than normal to notice things too, so they had to be extra attentive if they were going to spot any potential meals. "We didn't come out into the woods like this, we were in the city and on the lake mostly. Still... It's not like forests are all that different, I mean trees are trees, you know? How hard can it be to find our way around here?" Was that movement out of the corner of his eye just now, or was he imagining things? Coming to a halt he turned his head as Shu probably flew past, looking back in the spot where he had sworn he'd spotted something, and sure enough they'd nearly missed a creature. It was decently sized, about a small car just with its body alone, and six trunk like legs with a long, spiked tail connected to the back. It had a long neck stretching out the front, with what looked like frills on either side of it, supporting a small-ish head at the top, two big black eyes resting on either side of the face. From the looks of things it was nibbling away at a tree, probably a plant eater then. "Hey Kiton... Found our dinner, look."

Vegeta felt quite awkward being here right now, particularly over why he was here. He hoped that Viral simply would refuse to hear him out, maybe he could get out of having to go through this discomfort if only a little longer. As if, not only did his brother sound ready but their father wouldn't likely let it go, meaning he had to do this. Sighing to himself, Vegeta rubbed at his forehead briefly before crossing his arms, looking at the floor and furrowing his brow. "Yeah, I know... Fine, I'll talk, though I don't even know where to begin," he said, glancing briefly to Aito before back at Viral. "What I did to you back then, trying to sell you off... I didn't want to do it, that's the truth. But there was just so much going on, I had a million things to deal with every day in addition to you, and I hardly felt like I was good enough to be working with you to begin with. So... I figured it might do us both a favor if you were with another company, or someone who could properly look after you and train you. I turned down countless companies that wanted to do exactly what the RRA did, which is weaponize you, but they were persistent, kept calling back and requesting meetings. There were some who told me they just wanted to study you, but I wasn't crazy about that either. If it's any condolence then... You were never sold not because no one wanted you, but because in the end I couldn't let you go, not unless I felt it was right for you. So... Yeah... That's the very barebones version of it anyways."

"Shu is controlled, I think. I don't know, I've never seen him change, but you should be able to answer that yourself. Does he change when he gets mad, or if he uses a ton of Ki? Those are two ways a Saiyan can change, and depending on which one it is we'd know whether he's controlled or not." Even if Shu did change by getting angry though that didn't mean he couldn't control himself; Saiyans learned to control their Oozaru forms, usually by being beaten into submission as far as Kortal was concerned, but there had to be nicer ways to train them. No way was anyone going to beat Shu, meaning they had to find an alternative way to subdue him when he changed and make him relax. Again his mind inevitably went back to Yumi, albeit in Shu's case maybe even Takeshi would make the cut. "I don't know why... But just think about it for a second. If everyone's trying to support you then we probably think that it can work, right?" Haku asked, smiling as he looked up at T'charrl, "If we all think that there's a chance of things working out then there's got to be, yeah? Even Vegeta and his dad were sure, and they're super geniuses! Just let us support you on this one, we'll find a way to help."

[Mogtaki]

Kiton was getting a little annoyed with how Takeshi was treating him, seeing how he was managing to mock him. That wasn’t what he meant and yet he was being teased for it as if it was an actual thought. “I meant plants that might appear like fur, like…hmph, whatever. Yeah, you look out for the stuff because I obviously don’t know what I’m looking for”. He was feeling a little useless when he couldn’t even find his own food, but to be mocked as if he lacked in intelligence. Looking to Takeshi as he decided to explain his last trip he frowned, hearing how they didn’t actually know much of the wildlife on this planet after all. They’d just have to assume something was going to be okay to eat and something that tasted good. Coming to a stop when Takeshi made his stop he looked to Shu real quick before following Takeshi down, taking a look at what he had spotted. That was a weird creature if he ever did see one and it had weapons too, definitely not a good start to their hunting trip. Frowning, he glanced at Takeshi before back to the creature, lowering his head a little. “So what, are you going to shoot it with Ki or charge at it like an animal?”

Viral was already fed up with Vegeta, seeing how he didn’t seem like he wanted to be there in the first place. He was sure he was just going to treat this as a simple business talk that needed to get over and done with, a nuisance in his everyday life. Folding his arms and looking away he waited for Vegeta to get his act together and try to explain himself. At first it sounded as if Vegeta didn’t want to go through all of this, sounding rather reluctant to even be here and talk to him. So much for this, but whatever if it would make Aito a little happier and get off his case. Straight away Vegeta was trying to make himself out to be the victim, that he was simply too busy to keep him around. It was as if he was the lazy roommate that needed kicking out and Vegeta was the good guy in all of this. Sighing as he continued to talk, he looked to him in annoyance, just waiting for him to give a better excuse. There didn’t seem to be any so far, he was still going to be tossed around as if he was in the wrong for getting angry at him. “So it was simply business to you, that I was to be passed around like some tool to the right buyer”, he spoke, looking away, “And what of the Dragonball? When I took it, what was your first thought? I want honesty, not some fluffed up truth…”

T’charrl let out a groan, slowly shrugging his shoulders. “I don’t know, I’ve only known of it happening once and he was really mad”, he spoke, shaking his head, “With me, it tends to be anything that throws me off. I can change if I’m too nervous or too full of energy or even when I’m too drained. I don’t know what is the trigger, but I can only stay normal when I’m calm”. While it was probably handy in combat for him to change when things got bad, it wasn’t good for him or his friends. He was often stressed out and during the last fight the thought that he was going to die managed to trigger it, even if he could probably stay calm and tear his way out of the creature. Looking off to the side he tried to think through a method to keep calm, feeling as if asking everyone for help might be a bit of an overkill. “I don’t want to bother everyone with my problem. Everybody has their own problems to worry about and having mine be in with those problems would be too much for them. Is this not already frustrating for you?”

[GambolMuse]

Man, Kiton was really defensive over little comments! He was just poking a little fun at the guy, instead he was getting all bothered and sounding like he didn't want to be there. Maybe some food would change his mind, now they just had to find some. Takeshi wasn't seeing very much in the way of creatures yet, wondering if maybe they had spooked off animals with their training and now they were all alone out here. If that was the case then they may really have to head into the city for a meal, and somehow figure out a way to pay for it; if they offered free food then it'd be taken in a heartbeat, but it wasn't like they were going to waltz in and expect it. Nor would they need to either, they had finally found something to snack on! It was an interesting looking thing, but probably a herbivore and a big one at that. Surely they could take it, even with that tail of theirs. "Well blasting it would probably ruin the meat, and charging it is going to make it run off. I figure we can either try and kill it quick, break its neck or something, or..." he began, going quiet when the creature seemed to look over at them. Smiling slightly he cursed mentally, slowly lifting one hand and aiming to take one of its legs to prevent it from running away. Much to his dismay however, a pair of wings which evidently were folded flush against its side stretched out, and with an odd, squeaky howl it began flying up, trying to get over the canopy. "Oh no you don't, you're our lunch!" Takeshi shouted, rushing down the fleeing creature. With it slowly distancing itself he shot ahead, grabbing onto its tail a few meters above the spikes and holding on tight, gasping as it began shaking to try and get him off. "H-Hey! Cut that out damn it!"

"N-No! It was never business to me Viral! You've got it all wrong!" Vegeta remarked, frowning as he shook his head in frustration, "You've been a friend my entire life, I never wanted to get rid of you! But... I felt unable to provide for you, and I didn't know what you might need or what to do if anything happened. I was scared and I felt overwhelmed, and because I was incompetent I looked for someone who might be better able to take care of you. It's my fault for being weak and unable to cope with everything..." Ugh, this was just depressing, he hated having to talk about this. Not because he didn't wish Viral to know, that wasn't it, but he hated revisiting those feelings and how vulnerable they left him; he couldn't run the business on his own, he hardly had time for Yumi, Viral had become more or less an afterthought and he was still upset over his parents, all of that was returning to him with this discussion. Feeling his chest tightening slightly, Vegeta placed one hand on it and took a deep breath, closing his eyes for a moment before looking back at the Beastman. "My first thought...? I was worried where you were going, and what you might be running for," Vegeta responded, being completely forthcoming, "I didn't even know about the Dragonball until I got a call moments before finding you, but that was hardly my primary concern. I worried that one of those bastards had taken you after I refused them, that's why I had left in such a rush."

Haku tried to think of anything he had heard before, anything the Elites had discussed or his fellow soldiers concerning Oozaru transformations. He knew the very basics from his training, but he'd never had a chance to change for himself, nor had he ever actually seen anyone change in person. If there was someone here more knowledgeable about the topic, like one of the Princes or Takeshi's former squad-mates, then they could hopefully get the answers they needed. It was hard, not having the answers, but he wasn't about to give up just because it was difficult. "Isn't that what friends do though? Help with problems? They're all helping Viral, so why wouldn't they help you too? Hell, we only just met Kiton and they're even helping him, I think they would definitely help you if you asked," Haku said confidently, smiling and shaking his head at the question asked then. "No, well... It's frustrating that I don't have the answer, but like I said, you're my friend and I want to help you. I've never had a friend before really, and I'm not going to screw this one up, not because of a little problem like this."

[Mogtaki]

Kiton didn’t know how much of Takeshi he could trust regarding this hunting stuff, seeing how the guy didn’t look or sound like the hunting type. The kid was probably a better hunter than this guy, but he didn’t know until he saw them hunt. The city would hopefully still have places open for food and they would not have to go through this nonsense. Staring at Takeshi as he tried to explain his tactic he narrowed his eyes, getting a feeling that this guy probably didn’t know what he was doing after all. Looking between Takeshi and the creature he gasped when Takeshi suddenly bolted out at it, the creature immediately retaliating and trying to escape. Watching as Takeshi tried desperately to keep it down he sighed heavily. “Would you cut it out if you were going to be killed?” he shouted, raising a finger, “I wouldn’t just roll over!” Stretching out his arm with a wince he pointed at the creature, aiming for its head before firing a death beam to try and kill it.

“Provide for me?? You didn’t know what to do with me, is what you mean! There was plenty you could had done for me…instead of trying to pass responsibility onto someone else…” he growled before letting out a huff, looking away, “Whatever. You were incompetent, thinking you can just pass me around when I had no use in the company…” Vegeta didn’t want to send him out for combat like he was intended so it was no wonder he had all this bitterness built up, but what was worse was they were trying to find excuses for it. He wasn’t being used for his true function and it frustrated him, that frustration building up the longer he was told to remain in the facility and wait for the days to pass while all these offers for purchase were made. He didn’t know anything of the outside world other than what he had seen out the windows and on the television, adding to his bitterness over the Human race. Listening to Vegeta spill the truth he didn’t know if it was the actual truth when remembering how he handled the situation. “Hmph! I could tell you were contemplating my existence when you found me, instead, you handed me out to two Saiyans just because they were with Yumi. I didn’t get to see Shenron after all that, but I don’t need to anymore, anyway…”

T’charrl wondered if he was being too ready to decline help with all of this fussing he was giving, but it wasn’t a mind-set he could immediately change. He had always been nervous about asking for help, finding it a lot easier to follow orders and try to do things himself over that even if it made his mother mad at him for being too rash. “T-They are! I mean, I don’t doubt them or anything, just…I-I don’t know. Kiton is injured, he doesn’t change like me….” He spoke before letting out a groan, dropping into a squat, “I’m a pretty bad example of a friend, though. All I want is help and not giving anything in return…and I’m not taking advice! Embracing my power is the only thing I’ve wanted to take in because it’s going to happen anyway…a-and now I feel like I’m just-…” Pausing, he held his head with one set of claws and wrapped his secondary arms around himself, trying to calm down before he might end up changing out from his own anxiety.

[GambolMuse]

Takeshi would have rather set up a trap and capture the creature, but that whole plan went to crap the second it spotted them. Being the first and only animal they had seen thus far he was terribly reluctant to let it go, making a mad dash after it and grabbing hold of its tail. While he managed to clamp on and even drag it back down slightly that too went south when it began swatting its tail back and forth, the Saiyan yelling as he held on for dear life. "HEY! STOP. THAT. YOU. DUMB. ANIMAL!" he screamed, words coming out every time he reached the top of the arc. Getting all kinds of motion sick he tried to make the tail stop swinging, hardly hearing Kiton over his own yelping as he fought for control. When there was a sudden sound of the creature howling followed by bone cracking he lifted his head, just in time for blood to splatter onto his face and chest. Having little time to be disgusted however Takeshi let out another yelp as the creature plummeted to the ground, being dragged down and managing to roll to the side and avoid being impaled as it slammed into the forest floor. Well, they killed it alright, there was definitely a decent hole in its head now thanks to Kiton. Sputtering as he climbed to his feet, the Saiyan made a look of pure disgust as he hastily wiped his face off, looking at his clothes and squirming. "Eeeeew.... I need a shower, like right this instant, this is gross...!"

"It's not that you had no use, you're misunderstanding! I didn't feel qualified to care for you, and I didn't know what I was supposed to do with you. I wanted you to end up somewhere you'd get proper care and be with someone who can direct you the right way. I'll admit it, I hardly knew how to help you, let alone how to run a business, I was way in over my head. I just thought getting you a better home would make you happier..." Vegeta had kept him in the building a lot too, if only because he was afraid of what may happen if Viral went out. From what he understood the RRA made a handful of attempts while they were traveling for the Dragonballs, only serving to confirm his fears from before. Looking at his brother shamefully, the Saiyan let out a sad sigh and rubbed at his head, giving a small nod and casting his gaze downward. "I know... I figured you would be safe with them, and I could try solving things at the company. It wasn't fair to you, I was only trying to help myself, it was selfish and I'm sorry for that. If you want to see Shenron then we can summon him again, whenever you want to. I'll gather all the Dragonballs myself so you can make a wish, whatever it takes to make what I did up to you." What a crappy feeling this was, Vegeta wanted nothing more than to keep Viral from hating his guts right now. Not knowing what more to say on the matter he got down on his knees, bowing forward with his hands to either side as he closed his eyes. "Whatever it takes Viral, please. I just want you to feel better again, and I want to prove that I care about you and always have. So anything that comes to mind just name it and its yours."

Where Haku had tried to help he only seemed to make things worse, feeling really awful over doing so. T'charrl was a good person, so why was he having to suffer like this? Maybe the others weren't doing enough for him, especially if he was questioning whether they even liked him or not. It wasn't his place to demand anything of anyone here yet he had half a mind to storm back to the ship and tell everyone to spend more time with the alien, just to perk him up a little. Frowning when T'charrl sat down, Haku walked closer and did the same before him, offering a sad smile as he reached out and placed a hand over one of his friend's. "You're not a bad friend, you got to stop saying that. Would you be here with them if you were a bad person? Or a bad friend?" he asked, sitting down before T'charrl instead and sighing, "Like I said before, I've never had friends before. I don't know what you're supposed to do with friends, or how to treat them or anything. But you know what?" Looking back at T'charrl he broke into a grin, tears at the corners of his eyes as he reached out and clasped the alien on the shoulder, "I'm really happy you're my first friend ever! And I know everyone else has to be glad too! So don't feel bad, please? Everyone here is your friend, no one thinks badly of you, I just know it."

[Mogtaki]

Kiton didn’t see a point in Takeshi trying so desperately to take the animal down when he barely seemed to be trying, at least not trying hard enough. He saw no reason for him to be wiggling around with it with risk that they might lose it, especially with him being so dumb and trying to tell the animal to stop flailing around. Finding it all too irritating, he fired off a death beam despite it hurting his ribs while also managing to scare Shu with the flash of light and sudden nature of the attack. Just as well too that Shu decided to take cover since the creature’s head just popped all over Takeshi. Staring at Takeshi for a second he soon chuckled, the chuckle turning into a pretty evil laugh. “No wonder you like hunting! That was pretty exciting, seeing that…” he spoke before he sighed, rubbing his ribs, “Like shooting a chained down bandit…”

“You were the one who released me. You didn’t have to care for me when you were in education…everybody else was”, Viral spoke slowly, sighing lightly. “You knew how to run a business when you decided the best course of action was to find a buyer for me. Did you regret releasing me because you slowly started to realise you couldn’t handle responsibility?? I can handle myself, anyway! Well…not now…but damnit, you just…didn’t want me out of your sight…” He didn’t know what to make of this, knowing from seeing it how busy Vegeta got but he still felt bitter for being put on the sideline. Feeling a little fed up he scratched his cheek, looking to Vegeta as he tried to bargain for his happiness, giving him a shake of his head and looking away. “I would rather not be selfish with Shenron. It may had been a vision I had before, but others need him over me”. In the past he would’ve been content with that, but after all that happened there was so many other problems that could be fixed before giving him some selfish desire. Listening when Vegeta spoke again he looked over to him, staring down at him with a frown before sighing, looking away and raising a claw. “I want…nothing from you. Hiding behind granting wishes. I want you to think what might make me feel better yourself, see how well you know me. Got that?”

T’charrl didn’t want to change, even if it was just to the form he was in when he finally remembered himself. He was afraid he would lose this image of himself and end up being left in the dark again, his mind forgetting who he is for a monster. It hurt him greatly, fearing what might happen rather than what good could happen from this ability. He could build cities like the King did and yet he couldn’t find the nerve to incase they ended up all twisted and destructive because he had this extra boost of power within him. A lifetime of no support and constantly trying to hide who he was made him into a paranoid mess. Trying to keep it together as to not become this monster he gasped when Haku spoke up, feeling a little startled before lowering his head again. He felt that it was possibly guilt that drove them to want to help, or maybe fearing his mother. Keeping fairly quiet he gasped a little when Haku touched his shoulder, looking to it before to him. “…Really? You are…? You think so…?” he questioned him, smiling slightly through his claws, “I just-…I’ve never had friends before either. I never know if I’m just being scared or just-…just being stupid. I don’t want to feel bad! I want to be happy and be proud of who I am like Mother says, but I feel like I am just being an idiot with this! When I thought about what it’s like to have friends when I was growing up, I never thought it would be because I’m a monster…”

[GambolMuse]

Takeshi didn't want to cause a mess, nor did he want to accidentally throw the animal into someone. So maybe trying to talk it down had been a bit of a stupid move, but it was worth a shot! He had clung onto the tail of the beast when it came crashing down simply out of panic, having the common sense to get off and roll away when they got closer to the ground. In all it was a bit of a sloppy hunt, yet it would have been fine if not for getting splattered with brain juice. Standing there with a look of disgust Takeshi tried to wipe himself down, looking over at Kiton annoyed when he burst out laughing. "So glad you found that funny! Jerk, got me covered in crap..." he grumbled, shaking both arms once before grimacing as he noticed the smell too, retching once and putting an arm up to his face to mask the scent. "That's a little dark, don't ya think? We're not exactly the kind of people who get off on killing someone you know." Kind of a warped way to look at hunting; Takeshi had killed people before, but he'd never once gotten any satisfaction or amusement out of it, while Kiton almost made it sound that way. Figuring he didn't have much choice but to stink for the moment he walked over to the creature, reaching out with his foot and giving it a small kick, finding that unsurprisingly it was quite dead. So much for not using Ki, though he figured it wasn't like they would eat the head anyways. "Great... Well now we've got to figure out how to dice it up, and then we need to skin it, dump the organs and cut up the meat. Really wish I had a knife or something..."

"That's not it at all Viral... I didn't know how to run a business, and I didn't know how to help take care of you. The doctors back then said I had to keep an eye on you, since there might be something wrong with you and I was to tell them if anything came up. Like I said... Trying to find someone else to handle you and help you just seemed like the best course, since I didn't feel like I could do it. But I did all of that without ever asking you what you thought about it, which was wrong..." He had done a lot wrong in the last few years, more than he could even begin to recount. It was only natural that Viral be unhappy with him, and more so that he turn down any attempts to reconcile, but he had to try. So desperate to make things better between them he even went as far as groveling, getting down on his knees and begging his brother to give him the chance. "The others don't need him right now, we can get the Dragonballs for you if you want, it's easy to do. Please, if that's what you want then just say so," Vegeta replied, frowning when Viral turned him down completely. Lifting his head to glance up at the Beastman he remained silent for a moment, adjusting himself so he was instead kneeling, lowering his gaze once more. "What you want... What you want is to be alone, if only for a little while... That would be what I think," he answered, looking up at Viral again with a slight smile, "If I'm right then I'll give you tomorrow, you can have it all to yourself, as long as dad's okay with it."

"I don't see any problem. Might not be a bad idea to take a break in our work here anyways, too much could wear you down," Aito responded, giving a small nod before placing one hand on the edge of Viral's bed, "So how about it? Tomorrow the day is yours, but I want you to promise me one thing: If at any point you feel the need to come see me then don't hesitate, I'll be right here in the atrium if you need me. If that's what you want then I trust we've a deal?" That would give him a chance to try coming up with more stimuli to bring back memories, or perhaps consider alternative approaches as well. Realistically though they should focus more on trying to deal with the bad, rather than restore the good; pleasant memories would have more impact when they could be properly, as it stood Viral was questioning the truth of the memory, hardly enjoying it whatsoever.

There was just no way T'charrl could end up a bad person, no matter how much power he might get. The alien was too nice for that, and Haku would sooner see his friend lose his power than become a monster because of it. Seeing him so disheartened, the Saiyan knelt down and put a hand on T'charrl's shoulder, doing everything in his meager power to try and convince him that things were okay. "Yeah really, I wouldn't lie about something like that! And I don't think you're stupid at all, or being scared. Look at you, you're the first of your kind to travel like this, right? And you have all this stuff going on too, I think that's really brave to take all of it on at once." It was a big burden for anyone to carry, and with everything seeming to work against T'charrl it was pretty normal he feel stressed. Even so, he didn't have to deal with everything he was, at least not alone. Maybe the rest of the group just needed to be shown how badly T'charrl needed help, or they had to be asked to make time for him. "You aren't a monster though! You're T'charrl, that's all you are!" Haku said defiantly, sitting upright and pointing at his friend, "They're your friend because you're a good person, and you're helpful and you're fun to be around, that's it! Maybe you intimidated them before, maybe you still do, but they like you and they're your friends, even I can see that."

[Mogtaki]

Kiton couldn’t say he didn’t enjoy seeing the effect of his attack on the beast, but it was hard to hide when he was already giddy over it. He didn’t think hunting would be this fun and seeing Takeshi looking like a mess made it all the more funny. Looking to Takeshi who was immediately calling him names he sighed, looking off to the side for a moment before back to Takeshi, frowning. “I wasn’t…’getting off’ on killing, just used to it, I guess”, he spoke, shrugging lightly, “It was just a normal thing for me and that reminded me of it! No big deal”. He didn’t know if he would miss being able to kill his targets like that when it meant he’d probably have a better life, knowing he was going to be safe with them so long as he didn’t turn back to crime himself. Glancing to Shu, Kiton quickly looked back to Takeshi who once again sounded fed up, letting out a sigh. “Well, you could make a knife from wood or a rock or something, right? I don’t know how you wild people do it, but they appear to be things you can make a sharp object from”.

Viral wasn’t having an easy time trying to handle Vegeta’s confession, finding it rather difficult and awkward to talk to him about these problems he has been trying to recover from mentally. “Keep an eye on me…so you did the complete opposite. You decided you didn’t want to watch me incase I was dangerous, but instead give that responsibility to someone else. You certainly learned that you shouldn’t had done that the hard way…” He didn’t care that he was being particularly harsh with Vegeta, he deserved to know how bitter he felt and how much it had affected him. He didn’t know what kind of person he would’ve become without everything that happened during his re-release, but he wasn’t going to dwell on the thought as much as he might be able to. “I am not going to have the Dragonballs abused just to make me happy! I can figure out what will make me feel better by myself if need be”.

Viral would be fine with moving on if it didn’t make him annoyed in the first place, knowing he was going to end up having a fair long battle with this to show how much it had affected him. Looking to Vegeta as he stood up he frowned at his decision, not really understanding it all too well. So he was going to leave him alone for a day, that sounded typical of him. When Aito approached the bed and gave him the same proposal, giving him an annoyed look before looking away again. “Fine. If you want me to, I will. I won’t let you down”. He wanted a cure as soon as possible, but the pair of them insisted on waiting with that and keeping him in the dark. He still had his serum, but that wasn’t enough to make him feel comfortable.

T’charrl was trying to feel comfortable with himself and even after all this pep talk he still struggled, wanting the answers to come through when he showed signs of improvement. The only improvement he had gone through was being able to change back to this form and even then it wasn’t what he truly looked like. Staring at Haku he soon slowly looked down at himself, not feeling too sure if ‘brave’ was the right word to use at this moment. “I…don’t know about brave…but going into Space is something everybody dreams of, right?” He did wonder if he was just seeking attention, but he really wanted to find a way to make this easier on himself and felt the need to express himself to anyone. Looking to Haku he ended up staring at his finger, staring curiously before looking to him instead. “I am…? I-I didn’t mean to, but I intimidate myself. I’m not sure what makes me fun, but…thanks. Only you and Yumi have listened to me before and even then she only listened once. I feel…a little better…”

[GambolMuse]

"Oh, well... Don't hunt like that, got it? I mean yeah we try to kill the things, but that's just mean! I guess it's quick but it's gross, though it's easier to do than making a trap..." Or stabbing it, or trying to hit it just the right way to kill it... Hmph, blasting things like that just didn't seem right to him. Takeshi couldn't be bothered much to care right now however, a bit more concerned with being splattered with brain matter to focus on that. After a fruitless attempt to shake himself clean he let out a sigh, wondering now how in the world they were going to slice this beast up. Suddenly getting a big creature didn't seem such a good idea, perhaps going for a tiny thing would have been better. "Well... I guess a rock would work best, even if it'd probably be jagged or whatever. Let's see..." Spitting to the side again he went wandering around on the forest floor for a moment, trying to find a suitable big rock to use. After finally picking one out he began striking it carefully, using small Ki blasts as well to chip away the edges and sharpen it. Once through it was about the size of his forearm, sharp enough to pierce the skin hopefully and to cut through muscle as well. "Shu, this is usually the part you don't watch," Takeshi called out, standing over the beast and wrinkling his nose as he got ready for the nasty business, "We'll be real quick, then back to the ship to eat."

"I did want to watch you, you're missing the point! I wanted to take care of you and help, but I didn't feel like I could. I was only trying to find someone I thought who could do a better job than me, that's all... Never once did I think I had to be rid of you because you were dangerous, or that you were a nuisance. In fact how's it make sense that I'd try selling you if you were dangerous, huh? I'd have kept you closer if that was the case." Back then he had no idea of the truth of his parent's deaths, but if he had then selling the Beastman would have been a non-issue, it never would have come up. Damn shame he never knew either, as well it would have hurt at the very least he could have done more, and maybe these problems they were having now wouldn't exist. Just another reason for him to feel guilty and useless despite the best of intentions. When asked what Viral might truly want only one thing came to mind immediately: a chance to be alone and do as he pleased. Obviously with his behavior a little erratic it was risky, but maybe they had to allow this for him to feel better. "They wouldn't be abused, that's what they've always been used for... For happiness. You wishing for something for yourself isn't abusive or selfish, and we'd all be fine with you doing it."

Aito agreed to the idea Vegeta proposed, but they couldn't be as casual about it as he might hope. The fact of the matter was, sadly, Viral was unpredictable even now and could potentially be dangerous if provoked. He was more than content to give his son a chance to be happy, yet they couldn't ignore the safety of their gracious hosts in favor of letting the Beastman wander aimlessly. Keeping tabs and regular check-ins ought to remedy that, and chances were they would keep an eye on Viral periodically just in case. Smiling when Viral agreed to their proposal and terms, the doctor gave a nod of his head, reaching out and giving the Beastman's hair a playful ruffle. "Excellent, then it's a deal. Please, don't feel like you must stay on the ship either, or even in the atrium. Explore the city if you wish, take a walk through the woods, whatever you want. As I said, all I ask is you be sure to get in touch with us if anything comes up." Seemed a reasonable enough request, the only risk therein really bring whether the Beastman would call if he felt things were becoming troublesome or not; Viral could well not call out of desire to not show weakness, or perhaps not wishing to bother someone with 'trivial' issues, but he really needed to be communicative if this was to work.

"I think it's brave! It's one thing for a Saiyan to do it, we all do, but you and your people never have. You're the first, and that kind of makes you a hero to them, doesn't it?" Haku asked with a smile, "I think it doesn't even matter if you go back and become king now or not, you'll always be a hero to your world. The first to go into space..." It was a pretty big acclaim, something that people were going to always look back on and appreciate. In a small way he was a bit jealous, but maybe he could still do something big with his life too, who knows? If Haku had learned anything in his few years so far it was that life could change pretty quick, and there was always a chance to do something, like make a friend with an alien you tried killing, for instance. When T'charrl doubled back and began doubting himself again Haku was quicker to deny him that, trying to convince him otherwise. "Yumi and I have a lot of time to, maybe that's why? Or the others don't know how to talk to you about it?" he suggested, folding his arms across his knees as he smiled slightly, "I'll be honest, it's hard trying to help you, but I'm happy to do it. I bet the others are too, it's just not easy and who knows how to do it right? No one I bet."

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Dawn had just recently broke on the small world of Numina, but already there was plenty of activity. The normally quiet plains and mountains of the world were echoing with the sounds of battle, of its people falling before an unfathomable foe. Up until now they had been safe from the Saiyans, managing to slip into worlds after their attacks and scavenge what remains they could grab. Neither siding with the rebels nor the empire, the Numina people had begun to profit off of the war itself, yet at last is seemed like their days of pillaging had come to an end. Perhaps foolishly they had denied the Saiyan king when he arrived early that morning, refusing to join forces with him and preferring to stay out of the fighting. Perhaps their own king was too brash in denouncing Yamate too, as now their entire world was paying the price. Despite far superior numbers the Numina simply did not have the strength to fend off their assailants, and with Krom at his side, the King of Saiyans swiftly put down any resistance he found. As it stood currently nearly 50% of the world was in shambles, and if they were insistent on fighting then more would follow.

"Damned fools... What are they thinking trying to fight us?" Yamate grumbled, frowning as he turned over the charred corpse of a Numina fighter with his foot. How many soldiers had they killed in this pointless struggle? Hundreds? Thousands? These people were taking advantage of the war and stealing from other worlds, worlds which needed to be rebuilt and prepared. How in the world might they manage that if all the resources were being pillaged? Asking these people to join their cause wasn't unreasonable, he had even offered to help them develop their own world, but it had all fallen on deaf ears. Idiots the lot of them, they had brought this upon themselves.

All this wasted potential, and to think that these people would rather fight than simply submit. They weren't bad fighters either, and their technology could prove useful; just how much of it was their own though, he wondered, they seemed to pillage and re-adapt more technology than even the Saiyans. "Krom, we'll head south from here, try and find someone with some damned brains on this world. Surely by now they must realize what a fruitless effort this is. Killing their men is solving nothing for either side and I grow tired of their games." If this continued then pretty soon there would be nothing but women and children, and then it would be the same story as so many before. They couldn't well be left on their own, so the Saiyans would have to take to converting this world and handling the local population. Rule would be strict to prevent uprisings, the natives would likely loathe them as usual, but it was to ensure their survival, like it or not.

In the southern quadrants of Numina, troops were hastily mobilizing and defenses being prepared. The Saiyans were destroying their very world, with news of cities being razed to the ground spreading quickly. Though they shared no alliance with the rebellion the desperately needed aid now, and it was only Korian and his army that they could turn to. While chaos was spreading those few left in control in the south were busy trying to get in touch with Uuonoe, it being known to be the place that the rebels regularly stayed. After much difficulty in getting a signal through they had at last managed, finding a small detachment of rebels manning a post on the world. The connection was a bit unstable and the worlds came out in a jumbled mess, but hopefully it got through clear enough:

"Saiyans... Numina, destroying cities... Help please, troops are..." the voice came through, static disrupting every few words, "Two, strong... The king..." It was all the voice from Numina would say as static quickly disrupted the call entirely, evidently the communications systems of the world having taken a beating in the battles. They had managed a distress call, albeit a patchy one, now their only option was to sit tight and wait.

[Mogtaki]

Things had been busy on the Saiyans end for a while now, everything suddenly escalating in a horrible march towards possible full out war with this apparently being the best decision. To attack this planet was needed, but it shouldn’t had been number one priority immediately after the battle against those monsters. Numina had been a fair low priority target until it was discovered just what they were trying to do inbetween the wars. To know they were using the war as a way to gain their own profit made Krom sick, especially with what the war meant to all of them including the ones on the other side.

Krom had rarely liked being with Yamate, but alas he was the second in command because of his strength and tactical thinking, but he really disapproved of how harsh the King had been to his own people overall. Yamate had been taking the aggressive approach and with that came a lot of anger from him and with that followed a lot of abuse towards his fellow Saiyans. If all Saiyans were given a chance they could all be warriors, he had seen that with the King’s youngest who was definitely not warrior material when he first met the kid. The eldest was already a warrior, practically an Elite, but the small wild one made everyone freak out when he acted so innocent but was in fact a bit of a monster in battle.

Fighting these aliens was proving to be rather boring when it came down to it, simply wondering what their next plan of action might be. Yamate wanted to take control of this mission for some reason, it was something a few Elites could had easily done and yet Yamate wanted to do it with him. Killing these aliens was way too simple, they almost felt like a distraction over anything. Wondering if they had anything else up their sleeves Yamate soon interrupted that particular thought, his eyes shifting to him. “It’s almost as if they have no care for their existence. Even I don’t know how comfortable I feel about wiping out ants”. South it was, then. Maybe there was some sort of base hidden in a city somewhere that might provide more use to them at this current time.

There was definitely something suspicious about these aliens. It wasn’t only how they acted but what they were doing and how many were actually involved in this giant scheme. It was as if their entire race were criminals, ones he couldn’t tell apart half of the time. Once they had control of this planet, maybe they could finally see what these people were up to with all of these strange illegal activities, thinking they could get away with not getting involved in the war. “They must be attempting to delay us with all this nonsense. For a rogue planet, I do wonder who they have as allies. Don’t you find it curious, my Lord?”

[GambolMuse]

"If you attack the colony though then the guards are bound to respond, however futile an effort it may be. I suppose we can't fault them for defending their home, I just wish they weren't so blind as to think this was solving anything." They gained nothing from killing all these potential troops, in the end it only weakened Numina and their empire as a whole. Whoever was in charge had no idea what they were subjecting their people to by fighting, it was easier to simply give up and let what come may. Shaking his head in outward disgust, the king glanced across the ruins of the city, bodies strewn here and there and buildings crumbling from several impacts. So this is what they would rather endure as opposed to a new leadership, simply absurd...

There was nothing left for them in this region, they had tried and failed to get every major city to cooperate with them. Yamate had personally come along to negotiate the terms himself and thus far it had done nothing to help the situation. Bothersome, he would think that even with these people being detached from the war they would know what a suicide mission it was to fight him and Krom. "Delay us, but why? What could they be trying to buy time for, I wonder?" Yamate mused, frowning as he rose up into the air, turning south, "I suppose we're likely to find out soon enough, no doubt a distress call has been sent out already. If I had to guess I would say it's the rebels, though I'm hard pressed to think that Korian would condone this behavior." Pain in the neck as his former commander might be he did have a sense of justice, if perhaps misguided at times. Plundering homes already ravaged by war was not something even he as a Saiyan allowed, and any troops who were caught doing so were dealt with, harshly.

"We'll find someone yet. Unless this entire world has a death wish we should come across a wise man willing to lay down his arms." Taking off he began flying back over the wreckage of the city, speeding south at a quick pace as the ground below began to turn into a blur. Glancing back to Krom in tow he frowned for a moment, wondering what his thoughts were on the situation. "Tell me something... We're close to Uuonoe, are we not? Do you think they've contacted the rebel home world to try and get aid?" Close was relatively speaking, but it was one of the few planets in the area, just under two hours away. The rebels did seem like the most likely option for help, albeit he couldn't well see them risking troops to save a planet of scavengers. "Perhaps if rebels do come, we can send a message to Korian. He has to stop this idiotic war of his, before he and I both lose more good soldiers."

Numina was hardly a world that the rebels had worked with before, as the war had never really impacted them. Hearing them now was alarming for several reasons, the foremost being that the enemy was some how right on their doorstep despite the front lines being several thousands of kilometers away. Just how had the enemy troops made it this far in? And how many were there to be causing Numina so much strife? With the main contingent of rebels out on the front lines there were only a handful here, and of those only Sasha and Ricken had any real extensive combat experience. Neither of them could be asked to go, they were needed here in the event Uuonoe was targeted as well. There may well not have been any assistance they could lend were it not for some convenient visitors, namely the Princes and their group which they traveled with. It was a lot to ask of them to be sure, but knowing their record they weren't likely to turn down the request. With their ship being still docked at the landing zone it was easy to get a hold of it, and once through to the communications officer it was a simple matter of reaching whoever might be in charge.

"Yes...? What can we help you with?" Vegeta asked, frowning as he stood over the console, looking at the face of a rather worried and flustered Uuonian over a screen.

"We received a distress call just moments ago, from Numina. It's a nearby world, one that hasn't even had a part in the war until now," the alien explained nervously, visibly upset as his hand shook while he moved the display about to show the world in question, "Their call was distorted, but they were clearly under attack by someone. Naturally we think its the Saiyans..."

"How would they get all the way here though? Korian and Sayomi were on their doorstep the last time we saw them," Vegeta remarked, furrowing his brow as he crossed his arms.

"That's just it, they still are! They had to withdraw a bit because of those attacks, but they're near enough to notice someone coming and going. We don't know how someone got out here, but they're currently attacking the planet and desperately need aid. Please, you've all done so much already but we need your aid again," the Uuonian asked, bowing his head briefly before looking at Vegeta with desperation, "If Numina falls then we may be targeted next, and as our world stands we can't well take another assault so soon. You and your friends have fought before, haven't you? Ask them for help, we beg of you!"

It was always something, wasn't it? Some attack somewhere, and inexplicably he and the others managed to get themselves dragged into it. Vegeta wasn't going to refuse these requests, but he wouldn't exactly hide his annoyance over being asked either. "We are not your troops to send every which way whenever needed, we've made that clear from the start," he remarked, frowning as he met the gaze of the Uuonian, "That being said... We can't turn a blind eye to this, I'll see what I can do. Any mention of the enemy's strength? How many troops they have?"

"N-No... The call was too distorted, we barely understood a word they were saying," the alien responded, frowning as he rubbed his hands together, "There... Was mention of one word however that made us concerned... They mentioned 'king' over the broadcast. We don't know if they were referring to their own, or something else."

"King... That can't be right... No way it could be him..." Could it? All of the fighting was going on so far away, what was the likelihood of Yamate himself being out here? Vegeta couldn't fathom why it might be the case, it didn't make any sense from any perspective. Surely the individual making the call had meant their own king, that was the only logical conclusion he could come to. Why then did he have this terrible sense of foreboding? "I see... As I said I'll let the others know, we'll get back to you as soon as we've gathered what we can for fighters. See you then."

[Mogtaki]

“’Defending their home’…we still haven’t verified if this is the native sentient species of this planet or they’re simply freeloading off this planet. Those who have something to hide are more willing to fight for it than to surrender”. He probably shouldn’t ask about the reason for getting so close to Uunoue when the Rebels were right across from them or why the King wanted this planet now and not just leave it for the Rebels to scavenge, but maybe it was more valuable than he thought. He saw nothing here that they didn’t already have any nothing the Rebels could take for themselves, but then again it was probably more territory. It was a bit of a curious trip for him but he couldn’t say he cared for the reason enough to want to protest over the killing of these aliens. He rarely did protest considering the fact he was a Saiyan Elite and was very good at killing, but he still felt uneasy being this close to the Rebels.

“They may be underground like those Rebels. Wouldn’t be surprising if they copied their tactics…” Krom followed on after Yamate with the exact great haste the King took, watching the landscape change below him. He thought it was probably best to move away from this planet soon if they couldn’t find anything and let the Rebels pass through, especially when there was no doubt a cry for help had already been sent. There was nothing else they could do about something like that and just had to wait it out until it happened. If he was with a normal squad he would probably move to some new territory instead of flying in a way that they could be tracked. Yamate probably knew what he was doing but he wasn’t in any position to ask him, not unless he brought up the subject himself.

Thankfully for Krom, Yamate was willing to talk about his tactical move and why he was choosing to do this, finding he was in the same mind-set as he was and willing to answer. Looking to him for a moment he soon looked around, glad the King was well aware that a signal had probably been sent and this whole massacre was because the aliens were probably trying to stall. Looking back to the King he frowned, wondering what his plan might be regarding that. “But Korian is stubborn. He would no sooner surrender and come to a neutral agreement than he would throw himself at your Palace”, he spoke with a sigh, speeding up slightly to get in line with Yamate, “He has already demonised us enough to create this kind of reaction from other alien planets. I am sure he is going to make sure he is top-Saiyan before he calls off any war…and then he has your sons and the Beastman. He’ll hold them hostage for as long as it takes for us to surrender in his eyes”.

[GambolMuse]

"Native or not it's evident they've been living here for some time, so it is their home. Whether they're the actual residents matters little anyways, it doesn't change the fact that they're at fault and must be made to step in line or pay the price." The war was enough of a headache without scum like this stealing from the downtrodden, that was simply inexcusable. There was the small matter of their stealing from the Saiyans as well, but that was only a small part of the overall problem here. Yamate had ulterior motives by coming here to Numina, ones that were based solely on a gamble and could very well turn out to be a bust. Had he shared this with Krom it might cause problems, he knew full well what the risks were of his being here for such a petty reason. "We'll find out I suppose, won't we? Best start looking, see what we can find."

Taking to the sky he started heading south, determined to find someone else here to try and work out a deal. There was no reason everyone here had to die, yet if they continued to resist then soldiers would be lost, and those left behind would be made to pay the price. Surely these people weren't that suicidal, right? What possible reason could they be so vehemently denying them? "He is stubborn, but he's also not a fool. This war has been costly for both sides and that won't change if we continue. The entire galaxy is becoming weaker for this struggle, his rebellion is doing far more harm than good at this point. If he can be made to see how detrimental this is then he'll lay down his arms." The man would be made to pay, of that there was no doubt, but at the very least their resources could be focused on more pressing matters. Without divulging the full details of their predicament though he doubted he could make Korian yield, which likely meant that one of them was going to have to beat the other and hope to hell what remained could withstand what came next.

"Put us on the spot like that... As if we could say no..." Vegeta grumbled, frowning as he watched the display resume its blank state. He supposed he shouldn't be all that surprised they were being called on, the war was still raging around them. Even so it'd be courteous to let them try helping themselves before anyone else, they had their own matters to attend to. And what about the mention of 'king', was that something they should risk? Obviously Viral was not going to go, nor could himself or their father as they were busy. If Yamate was there as he feared then that posed an even bigger dilemma for their group; Takeshi and Shu were likely the strongest out of everyone, even if they were a bit too daft to fight with their full strength. Sending them into any battle would be ideal, yet with this potential problem doing so would be a terrible mistake. What of the others? Was it right to place them in the path of the King over trying to save some world? For a fight like this it would be best to have all their pieces on the board for the greatest chance of success, but that was also the riskiest. "I want you to get back in touch with them and try figuring out more information," Vegeta said, glancing down at the operator at the controls, "Please try and figure out what we're up against, I'll go ahead and collect everyone."

Takeshi was kind of pissed they had been called back to the ship, having been told they had the day to do whatever they pleased. Since T'charrl seemed to be spending time with Haku and Kiton was being looked at by Aito it had just been him and Shu for the day, they had a whole list of things to do for fun. The pair of them had only just been off to go explore the woods when Vegeta got in touch with them, and reluctantly they had turned around to get back. Figuring it was something perhaps to do with Viral the older boy was surprised to find everyone else there as well: Yumi, T'charrl, Kai and Choi, Kabocha and even Haku were gathered at the base of the ship, everyone apparently having gotten the call before them. Frowning in confusion he folded his hands behind his head, wandering over to join everyone else and glancing around to see where Vegeta might be. "So what did we get called here for anyways?" Takeshi asked loudly, sniffing annoyed and coming to a stop just under the shadow of the ship, "Shu and I had stuff to do you know, what's the big deal?"

"No one knows Takeshi, we just got asked to come here so here we are," Yumi responded, rolling her eyes after the boy complained, "We all did, this is supposed to be a break. But he said it was important so we came, relax. You two can get back to... Whatever it was you were going to do later." She had been wanting to do some training today herself, yet with their being brought here she had a feeling that would have to wait a while longer. With how far she felt she was falling behind the others she really needed to spruce up her skills, especially given how much of a fanatic she generally was about fighting and training. Turning her head she caught Choi's glance in turn, giving him a smile and wave before looking to her right at T'charrl and Haku. "I haven't seen you in a while, hope everything's going okay for you," she said, speaking to the Kaesstrian, "You look like you're doing well!"

[Mogtaki]

Krom saw no reason to call this planet their home when all the people did was use it as a base for all of their criminal activities, but whatever; if Yamate wanted to give them some dignity then he wasn’t going to question his decision. “I suppose it would be better for us to force them to our side than the Rebels, spare them a better fate than what they might suffer at the hands of Korian. He would turn this entire planet into a prison”. Korian was hardly the kind of guy to treat criminals with an ounce of respect when they had done the Rebels wrong too. Nodding at Yamate’s order he continued searching the landscape for maybe an opening in of some kind, trying to find any alien that he might be able to catch out. There was probably someone out there still that they had missed, he just had to keep searching.

If these aliens didn’t simply throw themselves at them they would have an easier time living, but unfortunately they were going to do just that whenever they came across the pair of them and they were all going to die because of it. They didn’t need to kill them, but if they let them live then they would probably do worse. Taking his eyes off the landscape as Yamate spoke he frowned slightly, disliking how much they were talking about Korian. He didn’t like the man, he saw him as nothing more than a man trying to take power he was jealous of. “With all due respect, Korian is stubborn and most likely won’t want to give up so easily. He will try to pick you off at your most vulnerable moment. Your sons will support his rage…or at least one will. Many still don’t know how your youngest thinks”.

Having been called away from all the possible fun Shu could’ve had with his brother, he still felt a little tense when the request was given. They didn’t really know what they were apparently getting themselves into and if Shu had any guess it was because something very bad had happened and they needed to fix it. The Rebels at the base could’ve done it, but they were the first ones that Vegeta thought of contacting to get everything fixed. He was certainly nervous, but Takeshi certainly wasn’t when he simply saw it as an inconvenience. Shu didn’t mind being called away from their free time, he always did have a lot of free time in his life anyway so this wasn’t going to change much. Staring at him before looking to Yumi, he frowned when he got a look at Kai, Choi and Kabocha being there all along with T’charrl, Yumi and Haku. It must’ve been a big thing if all of them were called, especially when Takeshi’s friends were ex-soldiers. “Uhh, I-I don’t mind what we’re doing, I mean…I would like to play today, but this seems important and kind of scary…”

T’charrl felt confused about the reason he had been chosen but he was the one who could heal and all so maybe that was the reason. He wasn’t terribly good at their style of combat and definitely preferred using weapons so maybe him healing was what triggered Vegeta wanting him here. It may be his only chance to show he could manage himself fine and not have him become unstable again, but he still couldn’t help but feel scared over this opportunity. He was a good fighter, he knew he was, but he was terrible at energy control and made people scared of him. Staring down at himself as the others talked amongst themselves he gasped when he heard Yumi right near him, apparently talking to him. Looking to her quickly he stared at her, scratching his chest. “I-I do? Uhh, everything’s okay with me! I mean, I’m not struggling or anything”, he spoke, looking away briefly as he rubbed his arm, “I-I mean to say, I’m doing well enough. Uhh, good and well. I have not been in trouble lately, for once…”

[GambolMuse]

"And what do you suppose I've been trying to do since we arrived here Krom, hm? They've refused every attempt I've made so far and prefer their own annihilation over submitting. I hate to put this world to ruin, but they're leaving me no other choice." Scavenging as they were was deplorable, and they could happen upon something that should not be in their hands. So far it seemed like they were just getting small scraps, outdated weaponry and various bits, but Yamate wouldn't chance these aliens coming across something important. That aside, even if they were to leave now then they were signing their own death warrants anyways, being left on their own to defend themselves which clearly was working so very well for them now. "Of course he will, he's not an idiot. He'll wait for his greatest chance of success, he's always worked that way," Yamate remarked, smiling slightly amused at the mention of his children, "Takeshi is a loose cannon waiting to explode, Shu does whatever he says without fail. If we can get those boys to see our side and do as I say then Korian wouldn't have a chance. It's only a matter of time before they do come to our side of it, you'll see."

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Takeshi was definitely annoyed at being dragged away like this, especially since it got in the way of their plans. He and Shu had a ton to do today and now here they were with everyone else, waiting for Vegeta to show up and fill them in. Such a pain, it had better be something important and not one of his stupid self-imposed curfews for them. "What's scary about it? We're just standing here with friends, nothing scary about that," the older boy remarked, smiling as he leaned over and gently nudged Shu, "It's probably nothing buddy, we'll just hear what Vegeta has to say then we'll get back to playing and training, okay?" So long as this meeting of theirs didn't take too long. After having seen all the neat stuff that Kai and Choi could do together in a fight Takeshi had the mind to make up a trick for him and Shu now; coordinating anything with the little guy was a nightmare, but if they worked at it hard enough maybe they could pull it off.

"That's good, I'm glad to hear it!" Yumi responded cheerfully, smiling as she folded her hands behind her back, "Sorry I haven't been by to see you, been kind of busy with Viral and training. Haven't done much of that recently, need to stay in shape though with all of you powerhouses around here, right?" It was impossible to say when the next big fight might be, but she'd make damn sure she was ready to take part in it. When their group had been small, just her and the boys, she was almost on par with the two of them; the discrepancy between herself and the boys, not to mention everyone else was so large now she was almost a non-factor. For someone who spent most of their life training and learning martial arts that wouldn't stand, she had to get stronger. Realizing she was on a bit of a tirade in her own head she smiled at T'charrl again, "We should spend some time together soon, maybe you could help me train? I don't think we're ever done that together before, it'd be fun!" The sound of a metal door retracting drew her focus up to the ship hull, watching curiously as Vegeta finally appeared and started down the stairs. Where she had been smiling a moment before her expression quickly did a 180, looking at her friend concerned over the look of uncertainty and worry he bore himself. "Vegeta? What's wrong...? What's happened?"

That his fears from earlier would actually be confirmed, that they were going to have to go into this fight to face such a threat... Vegeta loathed what he was about to do, but they had little choice in the matter: if Yamate was not stopped then he could move on to another world, more people would suffer and they would just sit here and wait for the King to get to Uuonoe. Was that their plan, or would they take the fight to him? If there was the slightest chance they could defeat the man here, end the war and stop the violence then they should take it. Fighting such a foe was hardly desirable, yet he saw no other course of action but for them to go. Stepping out of the ship he felt all eyes on him, keeping his gaze down as he descended the steps. Only when Yumi spoke to him did he look up, meeting her concerned look steadily. He should tell the entire group, not just her, seeing as chances were everyone here was going anyways.

"About an hour ago we received a distress call from Numina, a nearby world. Or rather Uuonoe did, and the call was passed along to me on the ship," Vegeta began, looking around at the others, "The call was distorted at first so information was scarce, but their world was under attack. I don't know what their deal is or who they are, but they clearly needed help, and naturally the Uuonians turned to us for help..."

"Tch... We're not some private army they can send wherever we are needed," Kabocha remarked disdainfully, frowning as he crossed his arms, "Sorry they're being attacked, but why don't the rebels here go? It's not our job to try saving every planet, that's theirs. Besides we just got here."

"That would leave the world without any defenders, considering they don't know if we're staying or not. If there's a chance that Uuonoe may be targeted they want to have their troops here, protecting the city. And besides... The rebels can't fight this enemy, they'd be walking into a kill zone if they even tried." None of your standard fare of soldier stood a remote chance, it had to be them. Their only alternative was maybe Korian and Sayomi, but they were much too far away to reach Numina in any reasonable time. Letting out a sigh under his breath, Vegeta rubbed his forehead before looking directly at Shu and Takeshi, "You two and the others have to go and fight, there's no one else who can do it. The one responsible for the attacks on Numina is your father, King Yamate."

[Mogtaki]

Shu looked up to Takeshi with a frown, not thinking he understood why it was scary before squeaking when he was suddenly nudged by him, lowering his head. He thought it was scary because it was sudden and not entirely usual that they would all be called over like this when they had been previously told they were allowed to roam, but this was obviously not allowing them to have free reign over the day. There was a lot of them here too and that made him extra nervous, especially when he wasn’t very good in a crowd. “I-I guess so. I would like to play again…” he sighed, shaking his head, “But if it’s important that we all have to be here, I don’t know if we will get to play after…”

T’charrl was feeling a little nervous talking to Yumi but he wasn’t going to ignore her just because he was struggling to talk to other people. He did like being talked to, but overtime with how he looked and how secluded he often felt from others he still found it rather difficult to talk to others. “Uhh, it’s okay! I mean, I’m not a, uhh…powerhouse. I’m not really strong, I just…have a lot of energy”. He didn’t want to be seen as someone who had strength when he really didn’t, especially when he looked like this. He was only able to use his own energy with great strength and it was that which gave him strength, but he wouldn’t want to call himself naturally strong like the others seemed to be. He wasn’t very good with Ki still so there was always going to be that problem too. He still had to tell the others about his decision and what he was going to do with the spirit, but there really hadn’t been a moment to discuss it quite yet. “Yeah…I would like to train with you. I haven’t done much training myself…” When Vegeta arrived T’charrl let out a gasp and immediately went quiet, moving back ever so slightly. He didn’t know what they were getting called to do but it certainly didn’t look like it would be pleasant.

Kai and Choi didn’t really know what they had been called for but it was certainly putting a dent in their plans. They had a lot to do together on this planet and to be distracted by something like this was proving to be most inconvenient, but if they had to be called over it wasn’t exactly like they were going to refuse to go and not see what the fuss was all about. Turning their attention to Vegeta as he started off they were soon quickly trying hard to be pulled into his little plea. They weren’t interested in that kind of thing and Kabocha speaking up about it made them both feel alright with not feeling up to the task. As they both looked to Kabocha their attention was soon taken back to Vegeta, just to hear what kind of excuse he was giving out for their involvement.

Shu was feeling rather nervous now after hearing that, not really enjoying the look and tone Vegeta was giving. He didn’t know what was happening but from what he could understand there was a really bad attack going on, probably a lot were dead too. That wasn’t good, it must’ve been the Saiyans again. He was well aware that such things were happening across the galaxy but he really didn’t want to be reminded of it. Pressing his fingers together momentarily he gasped when Vegeta looked towards him and Takeshi, looking up to his brother briefly before squeaking when he heard who it was, immediately grabbing his tail and sinking low to the ground. “F-Father…? B-But, I’m not ready to fight! Maybe he’ll just go away soon? I can’t fight him…”

[GambolMuse]

"I don't agree with that, I think you're really strong. You and Viral killed that monster didn't you? None of us could do it, so I think that makes you powerful," Yumi remarked, smiling kindly, "Energy or just raw strength, power is power. And you've got it by the truckloads T'charrl." She was a bit jealous of his ability honestly, wishing that she was so strong that she could protect her friends like that. She'd still try of course regardless of her power, but it would be nice to have the strength to back it up. "Maybe after we finish with whatever this is we can go ahead and train, if you'd like. We could even go find a nice place out in the woods to train, no reason to go into the stuffy ship." They were on a lovely world here on Uuonoe, it would be a shame to squander it and waste their day inside. Yumi was very excited now to potentially have a training partner, rather than doing it all herself. Sadly however it looked like things would have to wait, as Vegeta had finally arrived and was looking awfully grim. She didn't know the reason for it of course, yet she didn't need to just given how he looked and felt: their reason for being called here was an awful one, and part of her almost hoped he wasn't going to even share it with them.

Takeshi hadn't said it, but he was in the same boat as Kabocha initially. They weren't some private military force to be called on at a moment's notice, they certainly weren't official rebels either: to him it almost felt like they were being treated as mercenaries, that was something he never wanted to be designated as again. Sure things sounded bad for Numina, and yeah he felt bad, but it really wasn't their problem. If Uuonoe came under attack they'd defend it again, but there was no reason for them to go running to defend another world. Takeshi was just as soon to tell Vegeta to forget it as well until their friend turned to him and Shu, dropping the last bomb on them. Eyes widening slightly he stared at his friend for a moment, turning his head slightly to Shu when he started panicking a bit. Giving him a pained, sympathetic look he squatted down, placing a hand on Shu's head and giving his hair a gentle rub, "You won't have to fight him buddy, don't worry. I'll fight him, you guys can just hang back."

"That's not going to work... Yamate isn't the only one there," Vegeta added, his tone somber as he looked at the brothers, "Krom was also reported to be with him, and there may still be others with them. No one knows why the King or Krom decided to show up there and now but that's the case, we have to do something. If we can somehow manage to beat them on Numina we could end this whole war, save countless lives and prevent further fighting. Maybe we don't care about the planet they're on, but we should care about that much." Though he loathed to think about it in terms of revenge that may well be their biggest reason for going out after Yamate; every person present had been adversely affected somehow by the Saiyan's actions, save for T'charrl. With so many grudges it was only natural that revenge was going to play a part in all of this, there was no denying that. Letting out a sigh he ran a hand through his hair, looking at the rest of the group as he let the two brothers take it in. "I don't have to say how dangerous this is for us, or the risk that we run by going into this fight. Everything we've been doing though has to been to make that bastard pay for what he's done to us, and now's a good a chance as any to make that happen. I called everyone here because I figured you could all go, support one another and bring those two down for good. I can't join you because of Viral and neither can my father, but you all should be fine."

"Yeah, fine fighting the King of Saiyans, if I've ever heard a bigger sack of shit than that..." Kabocha said, stuffing his hands into his pockets and kicking at the ground in annoyance. "Fine, I'll go, but I'm not doing it to save Numina or whatever. Once that jerk is gone my family can return home, and I can get back to enjoying life like I should be. No more bumming around like we have been." He had fortune and power back home, or he would once Yamate was out of the picture. Not to say he'd never see these people again because he'd like to, but he had a lot going for him on Kortal and couldn't just leave that all behind. It was easy to stand here and say they'd fight Yamate too, but how many times had he been before the King and dreaded having to fight the man? There was definitely a part of him fearing the fight to come, knowing full well if they weren't careful they could end up dead here.

This was crap, why did they have to go and fight father? Every time they should be relaxing and starting to get better something came up, it never failed. The fact that Shu was going to be put at serious risk really ticked off Takeshi, and he nearly wanted to tell his brother to remain here while he went. Knowing his sibling though he'd not want Takeshi to go on his own, which led them to a big problem; their friends couldn't go fight by themselves, neither of them would allow it, yet neither really wanted to face off against their father either. "If he tries hurting you Shu I'll kill him, I swear it," Takeshi said gently, pulling Shu close and resting his forehead on his sibling's head, closing his eyes, "No one is going to do anything while we're there, I won't let them." Between everyone here they could probably win, there was no reason for Shu to have to even get involved. He hated to have their friends at risk too, but he knew full well he wasn't even remotely a match for their father alone, and he couldn't be sure about Krom.

[Mogtaki]

T’charrl looked down, rubbing his snout. “I-I don’t know…I mean, all I did was tear open the monster after getting eaten”, he sighed, shaking his head, “I only have a lot when I’m-…you know…” He didn’t want it to seem like he had a lot of strength when it was just his monstrous form that did all the work, knowing full well he was not strong when he was normal. He couldn’t do all of that when he was normal and it was only when he transformed was he able to do some real damage to the creature and even then he was exhausted after suffering from a lack of air. Looking to Yumi again he smiled, nodding his head. “Yeah…or maybe a nice big field. Somewhere away from others. I would enjoy training with you”. Feeling a little nervous over the meeting he turned his full attention to Vegeta, staring at him as he tried to give a lowdown on what was happening elsewhere. He didn’t know how to feel about that when it didn’t involve him or them, but he was trying to understand how he might be able to help.

When the aggressor was named Shu immediately felt terrified, knowing he could never fight against his father. He was so weak compared to him and probably everyone else, he could never take on his father and hope to get out without being crushed mercilessly. He wasn’t exactly the man’s favourite son, he wouldn’t spare him a beating even if he did cry for mercy. Shivering on the ground in a bundle of nerves he looked to Takeshi when he gave him a patting, raising his shoulders slightly before gasping when Vegeta spoke once more. So Krom was also there, probably not the best opponent to be with Yamate. He was very strong too and the first time they only managed to get him to back off was when he mauled his face. He couldn’t do that again probably, seeing how that just made Krom scared the first time when it was unexpected. It’ll probably happen again and when it does he’ll probably get completely destroyed. Letting out a squeaking sigh he lowered his head into his knees, his hands still holding his tail.

Choi didn’t really know what was going on but he wasn’t going to fight the King, not even Krom. Krom was the King’s right-hand man for a reason and to fight that man may as well give him and his brother a death sentence. Kabocha may be lucky, he may get recruited again but there was no way Kai or himself would ever have a chance. Looking to Kai quickly Kai also looked to him, both of them frowning before they both turned at the same time and folded their arms. It wouldn’t look good for either of them so the most they could do was instead hang back and hope they were never going to end up having to enter the battle. Maybe Kabocha would feel the same way, but from the sounds of it Kabocha seemed quite alright with fighting the guy. Maybe it was just the pair of them, but they did hope that Takeshi and Shu would stay out in the front and hopefully make them the only ones who would have to fight the King and Krom, maybe T’charrl in there too.

Shu knew he was probably going to fail against his father, there was no way he could win against that man or even hope to fight him off, even Krom. He wasn’t strong enough and had no control over himself, knowing his father probably had a way around his ability. He was ever so slightly freaking out and was having a hard time seeing through any future failure, but such was common for him. He was never really won by himself because he was such a bad fighter and still very undertrained. He was scared that he might be taken again and scared of what he might get told by his father or Krom. They were going to say awful things to him and he knew it. Groaning at Takeshi’s promise he slowly shook his head before squeaking when he was pulled in, looking to Takeshi before lowering his head again, sighing lightly. He didn’t think that was going to be possible, even if he wanted it to be. Things were going to be bad simply because it was their father and with him being as weak as he was he wouldn’t stand a chance. “I’m not very strong…I know…” he muttered before sighing, squeezing his tail, “I’m not a very good Saiyan either…”

[GambolMuse]

"You did a lot before then too though! You and Viral did really well on Namek, I don't care what anyone else says," Yumi said, "You're plenty strong even now, I'm positive of that, and I'll prove it when we get to train!" It had been ages since she and T'charrl did much of anything together, a shame since she really enjoyed spending time with him. In a way she felt kind of bad about it, having been one of the first to meet him only to never hang around, but that was going to change! Starting this afternoon she'd see to it that the two of them got some quality training time together, just the two of them. "A field would be good too, we'd have tons of room to move around then," Yumi replied cheerfully, "Wherever you want to go is fine by me, just let me know!" Sadly this conversation would have to wait, as Vegeta had come out and delivered some rather grim news shortly thereafter. It was odd, feeling everyone's mood just plummet like that, it made her chest hurt and her ears fold down woefully. The King and Krom... Why them? They always fought Elites up until now, what would bring those two all the way out here? And how in the world did they slip past all the rebels?

Takeshi felt awful after hearing those news, yet he couldn't waste time being upset or worrying with Shu having a small breakdown. His little brother needed him, and it was his job to do everything possible to make things okay for him. What could he even say to reassure him though? This was their father they were talking about, the strongest Saiyan alive and such a bad guy he messed up his own children. Pulling Shu into an embrace he made a sorry attempt at consoling him, a bit dejected when his words fell completely on deaf ears. "You are strong buddy, you're as strong as me or Viral or anyone else here, honest," Takeshi said gently, giving Shu's hair another ruffle as he tried to smile, "And you are a good Saiyan. Why aren't you, because you're not a monster like most of us? Like I am?" He loathed to say it aloud, but Takeshi had come to realize he was a lot more like their father than he liked to admit. Both of them could snap and kill someone, and often times they did, and they'd do so without hesitation for whatever they felt was important to them; Yamate had his agenda to protect, for him it was Shu. "Listen, I'm not going to let anything happen to you, got me? I'll fight father alone if I have to, I'm pretty strong too, you know? You'll be safe, I swear."

"I don't want to be the one telling you all this, but we can't wait around to get moving. This call came in a while ago, and Numina was already under attack by then. If we're going to help then we have to mobilize and move now." Vegeta added, frowning as he watched everyone start talking amongst themselves and looking worried. Shu in particular was having a bad time of it, looking like he was about to freak out. They never did have a chance to work with him, sending him into this was no doubt going to be horrible. Sending a sympathetic look in the young Saiyan's way he glanced back at the ship, wondering how Viral must be this moment. The Beastman knew full well what was happening but absolutely could not go, and knowing him that was driving him mad. With one hand on his hip he ran a hand through his hair, wishing right now they could get another call saying the rebels were going to handle the situation, but that was wishful thinking. "We've got the shuttle already prepared for you all, and its stocked with medicine and supplies if anything should happen... I'm sorry, but we need to do this, the King has to be stopped here. All of you be careful out there and come back to Uuonoe."

Well what a fine mess this day was turning out to be. To fight Krom and the King, and whoever else might be with them, seriously? There was plenty to be gained from winning the fight, but that was if they could succeed. Kabocha didn't want to fail, but he had serious doubts about having any chance of defeating those two. Still... If they won then he'd rise back to prominence in Saiyan society, maybe even higher if he was one of the ones to bring down the King. Who knows, maybe it'd even be enough to get out of his father's household and make a name for himself, he'd like that. Daydreaming aside however Kabocha couldn't ignore the sinking pit that was his stomach, or his clammy hands or tight throat. This wouldn't be an easy battle, and someone could well end up dead out there. "Heh... Maybe we can get Shu to change and just get them both, what do you think?" he asked, glancing between the twins, "Or see if T'charrl can change. They're really strong when they do, we might not even have to fight."